The totem is weird, the beast is fierce, and the imprint of the beast, which has evolved through the blessing of a great road inscription, is far beyond the previous power.
The people around were horrified, because the coercion exuded on the map was extremely terrifying, just like a big and fierce beast of ancient times that was trapped in chains, suddenly breaking free from its shackles and stepping back into the world to destroy everything!
Only in that instant, the picture print rushed to the Thousand Shadows Sword without a trace, bursting out with destructive power, shaking the sky, roaring, and roaring, echoing among the mountains and forests.
The Vanishing Phantom Sword was unable to withstand this kind of power, and was immediately swept away, and the imprint of the heavenly beast that was on the verge of being shattered by the huge wound did not dissipate, but paused slightly before heading towards Lu Tong.
Lu Tong never thought that Di Jing would have such a powerful trick, and he hurriedly backed away in shock. However, this fierce beast's image came so swiftly that it couldn't completely dodge it, so he hurriedly picked up his body skills and resisted it.
The tricks used in the inscriptions of the Great Dao are extraordinary, and many seniors with advanced realms may not be able to practice such a trick. Lu Tong gathered his strength to fight, but after all, he couldn't completely dissipate this force, spouting blood.
The green air swelled into a ripple, revealing Di Jing himself, but he saw blood from the corner of his mouth, and his breathing was a bit stagnant.
"Di Jing is also injured! It's so rampant, it's not Senior Brother Lu's opponent!" Fengshen Pavilion's disciple was terrified when he saw Di Jing's irresistible move, but when he saw the opponent vomiting blood, he couldn't help but feel a little bit frightened. With a sigh of relief.
"Aren't you very good? Why can't you stop Senior Brother Lu's swordsmanship?" Someone grinned, not letting go of the opportunity to taunt the opponent.
Di Jing sneered. He wasn't injured because of Lu Tong's sword, but because he had cast the imprint of the evolved Heavenly Beast and couldn't bear the backlash. The killer move made by the inscriptions on the two avenues is already the limit he can withstand now. If he doesn't get it right, he can't control the terrifying power.
Lu Tong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then took out a black gear. The gear was like a saw, buzzing, and sharp as a knife: "The outcome is undivided, let's fight again!"
At this moment, a few ray of silver light gleamed in the sky, dangling on everyone's faces.
As soon as Di Jing raised his head, it was the Thousand Shadows Sword without a trace that fell against the sunlight.
"Unexpectedly, it hasn't been broken! This sword is not low grade!" Di Jing's heart moved, and he flew towards the Vanished Thousand Shadows Sword.
"My sword, how dare you get involved!" Lu Tong raised his hand, and the black gear whizzed out.
I saw the torture, turned into an iron rod, and disappeared in place as soon as he moved. In the next moment, he appeared in the air, and he picked up the stick forged from the meteorite iron in his hand and fell towards Di Jing's head.
Di Jing touched his waist, Mie Di Zhong rushed out in an instant, blooming with sacred power, blocking the black gear. At the same time, the bone stick was in his hand, and it separated from the torture iron rod with one blow.
Di Jing took advantage of the momentum to retreat, and the white bone stick crossed out, pushing back Lu Tong, who was about to take the sword, and grabbed the Vanished Thousand Shadows Sword with his left hand.
Starting with the treasure sword, only the body of the sword kept trembling, desperately trying to escape.
"It's actually a spiritual weapon!" Di Jing was overjoyed and looked at Lu Tong again, and found that it was urging the spirit to take back the Thousand Shadow Sword without a trace.
However, Di Jing had tens of thousands of kilograms of power in his hand, and no matter how the opponent summoned, he could not make the Thousand Shadows Sword without a trace break free.
"This spiritual weapon is dusty in your hands, so leave it with me." Di Jing laughed and put the Thousand Shadows Sword without a trace into the magic treasure bag.
"The spirit weapon has recognized me as its master, do you think you can possess it?"
Lu Tong sneered and continued to summon, only to find that Di Jing lost contact with the Thousand Shadows Sword after being received by Di Jing.
"How can this be?"
He was horrified. The spirit weapon had its own spiritual sense. Once he recognized the Lord, he could not be summoned unless he was very far away. Even if it was received in another magic treasure bag, he could be summoned, but now, after Bao Jian entered Di Jing's magic treasure bag, he lost contact with him completely.
"How can I get back in my hands?" Di Jing smiled. He didn't simply put the Thousand Shadows Sword without a trace into the magic treasure bag, but threw it into the Haotianding.
The Haotian Cauldron is a divine object, which is higher than the spirit weapon by an unknown number of levels, and can completely isolate the sword from the outside atmosphere.
"You are so hateful!" Lu Tong's eyes flushed with anger, shouted, "Junior Brother torture, you and I joined forces to kill this person!"
"it is good!"
There was not much torture speech, and he glared at him. He hated Di Jing quite a bit. Had it not been for Di Jing's intervention, Yudie would have lost his life in the Yangshan Mountains, and would not have taken the place he should have belonged to Eternal Dao.
For the Divine Silkworm Race, the short life span is their greatest enemy, and whoever prevents them from gaining more lives is a deadly enemy.
"You are still shameless at Fengshen Pavilion, you even fight two!" Han Yifan yelled. The other two are both seed candidates of Tianshen Mountain. Di Jing is one enemy and two, which is definitely dangerous.
"Is this what you did in Fengshen Pavilion? As one of the sects of the gods, the two of them teamed up to deal with one, and Fengshen Pavilion's face was lost by you!"
"Tomorrow we will also go to other sects to worship the mountain, and tell everyone about this matter!"
Feng Bao and the others also roared, but unfortunately none of them could help. The three major seed candidates were too strong in the battle.
"Hurry up and find a real-blood brother and sister, or Brother Di will suffer!" Ji Mengyi said anxiously.
Immediately someone flew towards the sect, looking for a master to save the field.
The people of Fengshen Pavilion felt uncomfortable when they saw it, and shouted: "It was Di Jing who snatched Brother Lu’s sword first, and Brother Mutilated and Brother Lu joined forces. This is not our fault. Even if you have a real-blood master coming, Don't get involved!"
"You Fengshen Pavilion made it clear that you want to kill Di Jing. This is no longer as simple as worshiping the mountain. If you worship the mountain, then fight it alone one-on-one!"
"Di Jing's act of robbing people and treasures is no different from a robber. We are already very generous if we don't go together!"
"You are the one who snatched the Fengshen Pavilion. It is despicable, shameless, dirty, and like a bug!" Han Yifan blushed and shouted openly.
"You, you, you little fat guy, actually say we are bugs? I think you have fat head and big ears, just like a fat pig!" Fengshen Pavilion jumped out and pointed at Han Yifan and cursed.
"Look at your thief eyebrows, cockroach head and rat brain, with eyes on your nose, saying that you are a bed bug, and bed bugs are ashamed!"
"Where can you get better? Ears are almost falling on your shoulders, saying that you are a pig, and the pig dare not agree with it!"
"You dare to say my cute ears, I'm fighting with you!"
Han Yifan exploded with great energy, rushed to the opponent, and used a large-scale attack. He looks different from others since he was a child, especially a pair of ears, which are plump and soft, and the earlobes are so big that they almost hang down on the shoulders. Originally, this aspect was quite cute. The brothers and sisters in the Zongmeni like to play with the soft earlobes, but now they were called pig ears by the other party, which instantly made him angry.
The disciple of Fengshen Pavilion didn't seem to expect that this little fat man would care about his ears so much, he was caught off guard, and missed the opportunity.
However, after a few tricks, he discovered that this little fat man was quite strong, and he could not even use a few killers to beat the opponent back.
Han Yifan's streamer swayed, his sleeves rolled, he became more brave in Vietnam, and his fists were full of infinite power, forcing his opponent to retreat repeatedly and overwhelmingly.
"Why is Yifan so powerful?"
Ji Mengyi's beautiful eyes showed a look of surprise. Although everyone believed that this little fat man had great potential, every time something happened, this guy hid behind everyone. Not only is it timid, but it doesn't take much effort to practice on weekdays, running all over the mountains and plains, no matter what the teacher in the sect teaches, it is just a breeze.
Once Han Yifan was listening to an elder's lecture in Shenwu Ting, but was dozing off on the futon. The elder knocked his head and said, "Why don't you listen to the scriptures carefully, but doze off?"
Han Yifan said, "I'm listening in my heart."
The elder said, "How can I listen to my heart when I'm out?"
Yifan said: "Heaven and earth are all in the heart, why can't you listen?"
The elder said: "The elders don't listen well when they lecture, and don't work hard on weekdays. How can you catch up with the brothers and sisters?"
Yifan said: "I'm cultivating in my heart. I practice every day, every time."
The elder was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
"Yifan has stimulated the potential in his body and is fearless. He has such strength in the first place, but he is usually timid and can't fully display it. Now he has no fear in his heart. The state of mind is very important. A fearless idea can make the enemy fearful." Feng Bao said from the side.
When the people at Fengshen Pavilion saw this situation, they frowned and shouted, "Zhao Guang, don't even beat such a little guy. You lose our face in Fengshen Pavilion!"
"It's not easy to win this kid, I'm just playing with it!" The monk named Zhao Guang saw sweat on his forehead, and felt that if he didn't defeat this little fat kid, he would be a little unable to get off the stage.
Just as he was about to perform a powerful trick, a scream sounded in the air, and when everyone looked up, they saw Lu Tong falling straight down and smashing into the rock.
And that Zhao Guang was also in a loss of consciousness, was kicked out by Han Yifan on his ass.
Those in the Fengshen Pavilion who still took care of Zhao Guang, all rushed to Lu Tong, only to see that half of his body plunged into the mud, leaving only his feet still outside, constantly twitching.
A group of people quickly brought him out, and saw that his left half of his face was swollen, and his eyes couldn't be opened. But the chest was sunken down again, the blood flow continued, and the injury was not light.
The fierce battle between him and the two torture Di Jing, which was quite smooth at first, especially the extremely fast speed of torture, which made Di Jing frantic and exhausted to deal with it. And Lu Tong took out another magic weapon, matched with the black gear, it was extremely powerful.
The three of you came and I met, and they fought very quickly, their strength collapsed, and the air continued to explode. Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, Lu Tong turned into another magic weapon, and all three magic weapons were in the air, sealing all Di Jing's upper, middle and lower roads to death. At the moment when Di Jing fought with the cruel torture, he attacked with magic weapon power.
"The Golden Family is different. They carry so many magic weapons!" Di Jing sneered, blocking one of the other magic weapons with the miracle clock, and dealing with the other two magic weapons when fighting torture, which was quite difficult.
"I'm going to kill you here today!" Lu Tong roared, the offensive became denser.
If it is alone, Di Jing is not afraid of any of these two people, but they are not easy. Especially torture, as the sacred silkworm clan, with strong strength, it is absolutely difficult to win without special means. But in addition to this, there are three other magic weapons that make him unable to deal with it.
"I will kill you first, and then deal with that black silkworm!"