Above the Seven-Star Altar, the cold wind whimpered.
The spiritual power in Ouyang Ming's body was constantly stirring, and his Qi was as round as one. His spear pierced the air, seemingly ethereal, but hiddenly sharp, and stabbed at the black head! After realizing the moral truth, all the marksmanship he used had a hint of Dao charm, which could often cause thunder and unexpected effects.
"Boom..." The colorful light emitted from the gun light kept changing, layer by layer, circle by circle, just like the light changing rapidly according to the colors of red, orange, yellow and green, the glow was endless and gorgeous.
Wherever it passed, a white crack one foot wide was left. When the spiritual energy exploded, the air wave reversed and turned away. Wherever it passed, life was cut off.
The black head only blocked the gun light for three breaths before completely collapsing and turning into countless red threads again, floating in the air.
When Ouyang Ming saw this scene, his face became increasingly ferocious, and he looked around.
His eyes turned around, with a look of doubt in his eyes, and he secretly thought, what is wrong with this...? He has realized that something is wrong with his current state. Stepping into the realm of meticulousness and communion between heaven and man, the mind should be in absolute calm at all times.
But now, his spiritual world is actually occupied by violence and indifference. In the past, this was simply impossible.
Because stepping into this realm is equivalent to integrating into this world, any subtle changes cannot escape the perception of the mind.
Of course, Ouyang Ming would not have discovered this if Tianfeng Zhihuo had not warned him in time. You may even sink deeper and deeper into it, becoming completely addicted to it. Therefore, when he noticed his strange state, he kept questioning himself.
Suddenly, a bright light flashed in his mind, and he subconsciously looked at the black stone tablet under the altar. His eyes naturally showed a blank look, and he was confused and lost his aura, like a puppet being manipulated.
But Ou Yangming was very sober in his heart.
"As expected! It is indeed the reason for this stone tablet!" He murmured to himself.
It turned out that when his fingers passed over the black stone tablet, he had already fallen into an illusion. Whether it was the name on the stone tablet or the inaccessible hole buried by the yellow sand, they were all part of the illusion, in order to prevent He beats the twilight drum.
Ouyang Ming didn't hesitate at all, and merged into the artistic conception of illusion, thinking secretly in his heart, illusion is not illusion, reality is illusion, and whether it is real illusion, it all depends on my thoughts.
This is the true meaning of Mingwu's illusion in the forest of death, the secret realm left by Xu Junqing.
The confusion in Ouyang Ming's eyes dissipated and became extremely bright. He raised his right foot and stepped forward. With this step, even the sky shook, and all kinds of illusions dissipated in an instant. He looked at the pile of heads in front of him, his eyes deep in thought.
At this moment, the mist rolled over the altar and shook violently.
In particular, the names on the black stone tablet twisted quickly like tadpoles, condensing together and turning into a black shadow. A closer look revealed that it was an old woman with black mist on her body, and her face was criss-crossed with hills and valleys, making her hideous and ugly.
The old woman's eyes were blood red, and more black energy was emanating from her body.
A jagged bone spur emerged from the black mist, clanging on the altar. The body became thicker and larger, indescribably terrifying, like a humanoid centipede. Her mouth opened, and a thunderous voice came from the old woman's mouth.
"Get away from the altar!" The voice was so sharp that it set off a strong wind and swept across.
The cold look in Ouyang Ming's eyes flashed away, and he said with a half-smile, "Alien?" As soon as he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth curled up, with an arrogant look on his face, and he said coldly: "You have done so much just because you are afraid that I will knock you." Ring the evening drum? I want to beat it, what can you do to me?" He is a proud person, and he was manipulated by this old woman before, how could he accept it
As soon as he finished speaking, his center of gravity sank and fell, rising and falling, and putting on airs. He could feel that this alien who was united on the stone tablet was not simple, and even made him feel a sense of danger.
He clenched the spear in his hand, flipped his wrist, and stabbed out with a spear.
"Death!" The old woman's voice was hoarse, and she raised her right hand. Her nails were thin and long, like five sharp bone knives, shining with a faint light, and she grabbed the Blood Spear Dragon Slaughter directly.
"Seeking death!" Ouyang Ming's face became even colder when he saw this scene, and his spiritual power was transferred to the tip of the spear, making the strength contained in the spear reach an unimaginable level.
"Boom..." The two collided, and there was a sound of metal collision.
An extremely strong counterattack force came back along the spear, directly cracking Ouyang Ming's tiger's mouth, and a trace of blood stained Long Tu red. But Ouyang Ming's control of the battle rhythm was perfect and he quickly retreated. The spears kept thrusting out, like a heavy rain hitting plantains, making a crackling sound. Each shot was faster than the other, and each shot was heavier than the last.
An airtight afterimage of the gun formed in front of him. Some of the afterimages were chaotic and violent, like an erupting volcano; some were extremely cold and filled with cold air, as if the body would be frozen into an ice sculpture with just the slightest touch. ; Some are ethereal and difficult to describe.
Ouyang Ming's eyes flashed and he pushed his spear forward. The spiritual power in the body exploded, and the countless gun shadows seemed to be pulled away, rolling away like rolling rivers, connecting into one, directly filling the entire altar.
But even after seeing such a majestic momentum, the old woman still ignored it, dragging the jagged bone spurs behind her, and hit her directly, like a ferocious beast from ancient times, with a thunderous sound coming from her body, directly surrounding her body. All the spiritual energy within ten feet was crushed, shaking into nothingness.
Without any particularity, he just crushed the gun shadow into pieces.
And it still didn't stop, heading directly towards Ouyang Ming.
Ouyang Ming was not discouraged when his edge was blocked this time, and his mood was not even disturbed.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to rebound, he turned around and drew a stunning circular arc. With one lunge, the sweep turned into a stab, heading straight for the old woman's chest.
But the old woman still raised her hand and clapped her hands, trying to suppress him for ten seconds.
The five fingers as thin as a knife collided with the dragon slaughter in the air, and the spiritual power exploded, directly knocking Ouyang Ming out, causing his blood to boil.
Ouyang Ming looked solemn and thought to himself, what kind of monster is this
You must know that even the Black Iron Beast is as thin as paper in front of the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer and will collapse in one blow. However, this old woman whose resentment was condensed from the scattered stone tablets can actually beat the Dragon Slayer with her physical body. This is simply a myth. It can be said that this is the first time Ouyang Ming has encountered a ferocious beast that can defeat Dragon Slayer. Yes, it is a ferocious beast!
At the same time, the old woman's jagged bone spur inserted into the altar suddenly lifted up, like a curved sharp knife, fell directly from the air, and slashed towards where Ouyang Ming was standing.
With a cold light, the speed reached the extreme.
Ouyang Ming snorted coldly, and the golden spiritual power exploded and condensed into substance. He opened his mouth and said, "What!" and let out a strange sound wave.
Suddenly, the howling wind above the altar stopped. The old woman felt her head sink hard, the flashing blood in her eyes dimmed, and her body was stunned.
Ouyang Ming has a wealth of combat experience. How could he let go of such a flaw
With a flash of body, he held a spear and sprinted away. The spiritual energy in his dantian exploded and transferred the power to the tip of the spear. The lines on the spear intertwined into a network, forming a large circle. The shadow of the spear burst out, evolving in infinite mysteries, and ended up in one spear, pointing directly at the heart of the old woman.
This spear was extremely bright, just like the most primitive and mottled colors when the world first opened, suppressing all the light in the world. This spear contains the true meaning of Tao, and carries the tyrannical belief that nothing can be broken.
This shot embodies all of Ouyang Ming's energy and spirit, and his belief that he will move forward bravely and be invincible.
This was no longer just a gun, but the most magnificent and brave attack in his life.
"Boom!" The old woman's sternum collapsed inward as if it had been hit by a mountain peak. The scarlet color in her eyes disappeared, replaced by disbelief.
But just as Long Tu stabbed her heart, there was a sound of metal collision, and Ouyang Ming's arm was also pressed against her, making it difficult for him to make any progress.
The old woman finally reacted and roared, her body swelled up again, her upper body became dark and deep, and every other inch, two bones protruded from the flesh, as sharp as blades.
Of course, the most terrifying thing is that the jagged bone spur she inserted into the earth suddenly became flat, like a polished and shiny sickle. If it was just like that, the key is that her chest was slaughtered by the Blood Spear Dragon The stab wounds began to heal.
Ouyang Ming's heart was awe-inspiring, and he mobilized the spiritual energy in his Dantian to the extreme. With a thought, he patted the space bag with his left hand, made a quick seal, and growled in his mouth: "Sleepy!" When the voice fell, a palm-sized turtle shell flew out. , growing in the wind, absorbing all the spiritual energy within a foot around it. This object is completely black, with countless complicated lines on its back. It has a long history. What is it if it is not an ancient dragon shield
Ouyang Ming quickly drew out his blood spear, Dragon Slayer, and backed away.
Golden spiritual power poured into the ancient dragon shield. In an instant, the ancient dragon shield was like a rotating pot lid, directly covering the old woman. At the same time, Ouyang Ming pointed a finger in the air with his left hand.
The first line on the ancient dragon shield lit up, and countless black lights appeared, intersecting with each other, directly trapping the old woman. With Ouyang Ming's strength, he could not kill the old woman.
Ouyang Ming did not hesitate, stepped forward, gathered his Qi and adjusted his Qi. He thought secretly in his heart, I really don't know what secrets are hidden on this Dusk Drum. It is guarded by such a monster. It is terrifyingly powerful and its body is indestructible.
The spear in his hand was swung forward, carrying the force of wind and thunder, and crashed into the dusk drum. A long-lasting sound, with the dusk drum as the core, creates an invisible wave of sound that spreads around, like thunder filling the ears, extremely sublime. The soul-shaking voice rang out, as if coming from outside the sky.
At this moment, the evening drum sounded.