Hundreds of turtle boats and tens of thousands of desperadoes were cautiously retreating back, carefully staying away from the man with flying long hair.
The dark golden light beam surged with light, and the dragon formed by Dao patterns surrounded the man. His face was surrounded by various lights and shadows. Only those with strong enough cultivation could barely see the man's face by using their eyesight.
He has a clear face and three long beards. His whole body is full of Taoist charm, and his body is tall and thin, with the charm of an ancient pine tree.
The giant hand in the Five-Finger Mountain, with a radius of a hundred feet, was shaking slightly. In the golden ball about ten feet in size, which was transformed by twenty thousand desperadoes in the palm, wisps of black energy continued to rise, and then Floating quickly in the dark golden light.
There are 20,000 desperadoes. They practice high and low skills, and most of them practice various magic arts. Their blood essence and magic power contain a huge amount of evil energy. The dark golden light is obviously purifying the power in this golden ball, driving away impurities and dross, leaving only the pure and pure essence.
The golden beam of light ejected from the pit slowly dissipated, and the man about nine feet tall with a pale face opened his eyes slightly.
The world seemed to suddenly light up. Everyone, including Wu Tie and Linghu Qingqing, felt as if this man was face to face, looking at them very close. This glance is like a nail, giving people the illusion that a nail has been driven into their heart.
With just one glance, everyone had the illusion that their state of mind was broken, that their state of mind was no longer pure, that a mark was left on their own souls, and that a crack was abruptly torn open.
Linghu Qingqing snorted, and a large silver light circulated behind him. An extremely wide and heavy silver long sword slowly stretched out from the silver light. Linghu Qingqing's body was pressed against him from top to bottom. The top of his head slowly chopped all the way down.
Linghu Qingqing's body trembled slightly, he roared in a low voice, and finally there was a harsh crisp sound coming from his body.
In one glance, this clear-cut man forced the nail into Linghu Qingqing's heart. Linghu Qingqing used the power of the heavy treasure to forcefully cut through it, making up for the slightest gap and loophole in his mind.
Wu Tie, on the other hand, has black, white, and five colors in his soul. A total of seven colors of divine light are rotating. The power of innate, acquired, yin and yang and the five elements are activated at the same time. It only takes a single spin around the vague spiritual imprint to obliterate it invisible.
The other Masters Hu, Hu Tu and others also had trembling faces. Immediately after the six sounds of 'ding ding ding', Master Hu opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His five sons, Hu Tu and others, had their whole bodies trembling with fat. They broke the mark that the clear man had planted in their hearts with just one glance.
"So... strong... I almost fell into his trap." Mr. Hu muttered to himself while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
His five sons had recently acquired heavy treasures to protect their bodies. With the power of the innate heavy treasures, they obliterated the spiritual imprint and did not suffer much backlash damage themselves. Mr. Hu did not have Linghu Qingqing's level of cultivation, nor did he have the precious treasures of his five sons to protect him. He forcibly used secret methods to break through the mark on his soul. As a result, his mind was damaged, and the divine fetus received some damage.
Except for these big shots who either have shocking means or are protected by secret treasures, in the entire fleet, there are tens of thousands of warships and countless generals and soldiers, all of whom have a slightly dull look in their eyes.
And the more advanced the generals were, the more... full of admiration they looked at the slender man.
In one glance of the Qinghui man, perhaps it was just an unintentional act for him, just an instinct, but he did implant a trace of his aura into the hearts of so many people.
Ordinary people cannot feel the mystery of this breath. The more powerful a person is in cultivation and the more profound his understanding of the Tao, the more in tune with his breath and the more he can be affected by this breath. .
It's like a baby can't understand a great doctrine, but adults with cultivation can understand it. Not only can you understand it, but you can also have a spiritual resonance, agree with the truth, and then embark on that path.
In the fleet, those with stronger cultivation, as long as they cannot dispel this trace of spiritual imprint, will recognize the way of this clear man, be directly influenced by him, regard him as the greatest and most sacred existence in the world, and then even Their hearts, their souls, and their ways are constantly getting closer to this thin man, and they will eventually become his most devout believers.
He just opened his eyes slightly and took a glance at this world.
Wu Tie took a step back, his eyelids drooped, and he stopped looking at the thin man.
For such a terrifying figure, Wu Tie had a huge knowledge base inherited by Lao Tie in his mind. He even received the inheritance from the two ancient great men, King Dapeng Ming and King Peacock Ming. He probably guessed the origin of this Qinghui man.
It's better to let Linghu Qingqing and others deal with such troublesome people.
Obviously, Linghu Qingqing took a fancy to the two treasures held in her hands. Haha... If you want treasures, you can't just watch from the sidelines.
The huge hundred-foot-long palm was shrinking slightly, and the dark golden light in the lines on the palm was getting stronger and stronger. The one-foot-long golden ball was also slowly shrinking. A large amount of mixed evil energy was continuously being tempered out of the ball, and the golden ball became more and more dazzling.
As long as you think about it, this golden ball is made from all the essence, blood and power of the divine fetuses of more than 20,000 desperadoes in the Tibetan Realm, and you will know how much power is contained in this golden ball.
The Qinghui man opened his eyes slightly and glanced at everyone. Then he moved his right hand slightly, and Qibao Ruyi sprayed out a ray of light, covering the body of a big desperado leader who was slowly retreating.
The big boss screamed strangely, and his body exploded with a "boom". Even the divine fetus was completely annihilated by this blow. Only he was wearing a gorgeous long gown that was completely black, with a little starlight twinkling faintly between the silk threads. In place.
Mr. Hu's pupils condensed.
He had the impression that this set of black gown was an innate spiritual object given to him by Mr. Hu after the big boss made great achievements for him thousands of years ago. Among so many desperadoes present, this black robe undoubtedly ranks first among all the robes.
This thin man is also very sharp-eyed.
The divine light emitted by Qibao Ruyi circled around the black gown for just a moment. A muffled thunder sounded, and the black gown changed color, turning into an extremely luxurious and sacred dark gold. The light emitted between the warp and weft of the silk threads also turned into a deep golden color. Purple Starlight's overall aura has also improved a bit, and it has been directly promoted from a low-grade innate spiritual object to a middle-grade one.
The Qinghui man nodded, and the gown turned into strands of dark golden light and flew towards him, circling around him, and then was neatly put on him.
With a 'crash' sound, all the desperadoes flew towards hundreds of turtle boats at the same time. The turtle boats were controlled and quickly formed a military formation in the air, emitting deep rays of light that enveloped the formation, and assumed a posture of full defense.
Linghu Qingqing also scolded in a low voice: "Defend with all your strength, hurry!"
Tens of thousands of warships lit up at the same time, and chains of streamers shot out from the hull, quickly connecting with nearby warships. In a few breaths, tens of thousands of warships were connected together with huge chains of streamers, and all of them were connected. The power is connected to one place, and a layer of light that is several miles thick wraps the entire fleet formation inside.
"Attack!" When the ship formation was formed, Linghu Qingqing pointed at the clear man without any hesitation.
The bow main guns of tens of thousands of warships all lit up, and together with Mr. Hu's three giant ships, countless streams of light roared through the void and blasted hard at the Qinghui man.
On the silver lamp in the left hand of the Qinghui man, the large ball of light suddenly exploded into countless fist-sized silver fires. The silver firelights like flowing fireflies flew all over the sky. They seemed to be slow, but they met the waves with incomparable accuracy. A beam of light coming quickly.
Each silver flame collided with a beam of light without making any sound, and not even a breeze blew up. The infinitely powerful main gun beams were annihilated by the silver flames on the spot.
The intensive bombardment lasted for a long, long time.
By the end, all the battleship's main guns were already very hot, and the runes on the gun barrels were vibrating violently. They had to suspend the salvo. At this time, hundreds of thousands of silver flames condensed in front of the Qinghui man. A wall of silver fire protected him firmly from behind.
Tens of thousands of warships fired simultaneously, but they were not able to injure a single hair on this man.
"Okay, good baby!" Linghu Qingqing's body was trembling slightly, staring at the silver lamp intently.
If the Qibao Ruyi was just one blow, directly killing a big desperado leader at the peak of the womb realm, which highlighted his terrifying lethality; this silver lamp faced the bombardment of tens of thousands of warships without any damage at all, This defense is simply drool-worthy.
There are tens of thousands of standard warships of the Jin military headquarters, including hundreds of private ships forged by the Hu family. Their performance in all aspects far exceeds the standard warships of the Jin Dynasty. A salvo of such a huge fleet is enough to destroy a state city; After such a long period of bombardment, even the capital of a feudal country was completely destroyed by the bombardment.
But this Qinghuo man blocked such an onslaught with one person and a lamp.
The defensive power of this lamp even exceeds the city defense array of Anyang City, the imperial capital of the Jin Dynasty. Such a treasure and artifact is truly rare in the world, and it is truly a rare and unparalleled treasure.
"Boss, let the five grandchildren take action." Linghu Qingqing took a deep breath: "Normal tricks are useless for this person. If you want to deal with the top treasure, you can only use the top treasure."
Linghu Qingqing said in a deep voice: "Five grandchildren, be careful, be more careful... You have a bright future and all have noble fates, so don't die here."
Linghu Qingqing's words made the five Hutu brothers' eyes light up, and they were all so excited that the hairs on their bodies stood up.
The five people each offered up the secret treasures they had obtained a few days ago, slowly floated into the air, and moved closer to the clear-cut man.
While flying forward, Hu Tu, as the eldest brother, said loudly: "May I ask your senior's name? I wonder where your senior comes from?"
This is a cliché, a pure cliché. This thin man is very mysterious, and Hu Tu doesn't expect him to answer his question.
The Qinghui man was floating quietly in the air. Through the silver wall of fire, he watched with cold eyes as Hu Tu and the others approached little by little.
The huge palm was shrinking rapidly, and the golden ball in his palm was also slowly shrinking. As Hu Tu and others approached, the severed hand continued to vibrate, and the amplitude of the vibration became larger and larger, gradually making a violent roar.
When Hu Tu and others approached to a distance of less than a hundred miles, the Qinghui man suddenly said: "I... I... I..."
The light in his eyes was scattered, and the clear man's voice was also very hoarse.
He tilted his head and frowned, obviously lost in thought.
He thought seriously for a while, then shook his head slightly: "I should be... My name... I am... Da... Da... Generous... Master?"
Suddenly grinning, the Qinghui man nodded seriously: "That's right, I am Master Generous. But, why do I... Why? I remember... It seems that my body... um... "
The clear man's eyes flashed with divine light, and he suddenly looked at the weapon that had shrunk to a size of several feet, but it was shaking violently, causing large ripples in the nearby void, and even the void was faintly torn. The severed hand of the omen.
"Come back, come back... You and I are one... You and I are from the same body... Come, come, come..." Master Dafang chuckled, let go of the Qibao Ruyi on his right hand, and then moved hard towards the severed hand. A wave.
The severed hand let out a high-pitched cry, and then its entire body emitted a dazzling dark golden light.
With a 'clang' sound, the severed hand suddenly flew thousands of feet into the sky, as if it wanted to fly away. But Qibao Ruyi, who was floating next to Master Dafang, sprayed out a divine light and swiped at the severed hand.
The severed hand suddenly hovered in the air, and then the divine light flashed, and the severed hand suddenly teleported to Master Dafang.
Master Dafang's right hand reached towards the severed hand. He touched the severed hand lightly with his right hand. It was as if the body and his own shadow overlapped. The severed hand disappeared, while Master Dafang's right hand had traces of traces on it. Wisps of dark golden divine light lingered, and his aura suddenly became stronger.
Hearing a roar, five dark golden air columns winding like dragons above Master Dafang's head shot up to a height of tens of thousands of feet. Above the five golden air currents, three huge lotus flowers slowly opened.
"who I am?"
Master Da Fang closed his eyes and asked to himself.
Then, a bright aura of joy came from his heart, and he laughed loudly: "I am Master Da Fang."
"Who is Master Da Fang?"
"Master Da Fang, the Lord of Kunwu Cave, and the leader of Wuliang Sect."
"I am not dead... I am... alive."
Master Dafang opened his eyes with a smile. His right hand, filled with dark golden light, grasped Qibao Ruyi, and then pointed forward gently.
Divine light surged from Qibao Ruyi, covering the golden ball that had shrunk to one foot square.
A large amount of miscellaneous odors spurted out from the golden balls, which turned into the size of soybeans, and were crystal clear, as transparent as if they were carved from glass.
"It's a big medicine." Master Dafang smiled and opened his mouth. A wisp of breath extended from his mouth and enveloped the soybean-sized ball. He held the ball and flew towards his mouth. .
"We can't let him take this pill..." Wu Tie stood on the deck of the giant ship and suddenly yelled: "His aura is extremely powerful at the moment, and he has clearly not returned to his peak... We can't let him take this pill."
The body essence and cultivation of more than 20,000 Tibetan Realm desperadoes are gathered into balls... Even if most of the evil spirits are tempered, the remaining essence is enough to turn a wild boar into a terrifying master.
The origin of Master Dafang is unpredictable. If he takes this pill...
Being able to make more than 20,000 people into a ball, and calling it a 'great medicine'... The nature of this generous master is obviously not a kind person!
Hu Tu and others woke up, Hu Tu roared, and a black wave in the jellyfish bottle turned into a huge wave of water, sweeping towards Master Dafang with great force.