At night, the breeze is sultry.
Ouyang Ming sat in the small courtyard and looked at the sky. Jiang Yingrong came to Shishi. Seeing the faint melancholy in his eyes, she smiled and said, "Brother Yu, are you homesick?"
"Yes, I have been away for too long. Brother Zhan and I have made an appointment to leave Daxu tomorrow." He looked at the dark sky and said softly.
"So urgent?" Jiang Yingrong walked to him and sat down, with a hint of reluctance in her eyes.
Ouyang Ming didn't answer, admiring the night in front of him. After a while, a white light flashed in his right hand. When it landed, there was already a space bag in his hand. He said with a smile: "In it are my gifts to the Jiang family, and gifts to you and Qingcheng..."
Jiang Yingrong couldn't hide the joy in her eyes. She stood up and gave a Wanfu blessing with a flirtatious look: "Thank you, Brother Yu." She did not use her mental power to check at this time, which was a sign of respect for Ouyang Ming.
Ouyang Ming saw that she was no longer interested in talking, and her mind was entirely on the space bag.
Take the initiative and say: "I'm tired and want to take a good rest."
Jiang Yingrong chuckled and said, "Brother Yu is so considerate!" She naturally knew why Ouyang Ming said that, and gave another salute, then slowly pushed back.
After turning a corner, her eyes were bright, and she directly put her spiritual power into the space bag. Suddenly, her bright eyes were full of horror. After taking a deep breath, she said in a trembling voice: "A set of newly refined anti-thunder weapons." Equipment and a complete thick earth formation? And the method of alchemy, for Qingcheng?" His heart was immediately filled with surprise, and he walked towards the Jiang family's study.
The next day, although the sun was bright, it was still slightly gray.
In the early morning, Ouyang Ming slowly exhaled a breath of green air. The energy in his body was as round as one, and his momentum was as majestic as the sea.
"Brother Yu, your cultivation is getting stronger and stronger. Just the fluctuations that are emitted scare me." The Burial Sword came with the box in its back and blinked. Even so, the look in his eyes made people aware of it. Wherever you go, there's a touch of gloom. The fact that the master of Juejian Peak is about to lose his vitality has always been a thorn in his heart.
"Brother Zhan is laughing..." Ouyang Ming waved his hand with a casual look on his face.
With his eyes focused, he looked into the distance and said, "Let's go."
The two left quietly without making a sound.
In the house, Xiaoman looked at Ouyang Ming's back through the crack in the door. He squeezed his rough little hands tightly together and murmured in his mouth: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely become your pride."
It was on this day that Xiaoman rose like a comet, unstoppable.
The earth is dead silent, and the yellow sand is like rain, falling sadly and unstoppably.
Both of them are Daozi first-level figures. Their speed is extremely fast, far beyond the imagination of ordinary spiritual beings. They are like two star marks cutting through the night sky, drawing two perfect and stunning arcs.
Half a month later, on a hillside, the two of them looked at each other and took a deep breath.
Ouyang Ming looked at the clear blue sky and felt extremely comfortable. Looking around, the grass is green, and when the breeze blows, the grass all bends, like a blue water wave, rippling into the distance. At the foot of the mountain, there is a bamboo forest, where many spiritual beasts are breathing and exhaling, looking leisurely and contented.
Burial Sword lifted the sword box and said with a smile: "It finally came out."
But at this moment, a tyrannical spiritual force instantly reversed and struck directly into Ouyang Ming's mind.
This power is even more powerful than the time when the skull devoured the bone dragon. In an instant, Ouyang Ming's body seemed to have turned into a furnace, the blood in his body boiled, a white flame shot up into the sky, and the entire air was twisted under the flame. Even the sunlight could not fall on Ouyang Ming, as if blocked by an invisible barrier, the scorching air waves turned away.
At this moment, even Daozi's first-level Burial Sword jumped away, not daring to get within ten feet of him.
He said in horror: "Brother Yu, you... are you okay?"
"It's okay." Ouyang Ming's voice was hoarse and he almost said it through gritted teeth.
Without any hesitation, he stepped into the realm of communion between heaven and man, began to polish himself with this powerful spiritual power, and whispered: "No self, no object, no object, no self, the yin and yang rotate, and you will be at ease."
Under the wash of this mental power, a muffled sound like thunder erupted from his body.
The whole body was shrouded in firelight, and the majestic aura turned upside down and became stronger and stronger, with awe and domineering rising to the sky step by step, getting stronger every moment.
At this moment, Ouyang Ming was like a machine running to the extreme.
He could only do this, because this powerful spiritual power seemed to melt him.
After an unknown amount of time, Ouyang Ming touched the invisible barrier. He bit his teeth and roared: "Break it, break it for me!" This voice was like the voice of a god or demon.
Before he finished speaking, a "click-click" sound suddenly came from his body.
With a bang, this layer of shackles was shattered, and he stepped into the peak of the spirit!
"This...is it broken?" Zhan Jian's eyes were dull and terrified.
After a breath, he smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't it too easy to break through this situation?" He didn't know, but it was actually not easy at all.
On the one hand, Ouyang Ming must control this tyrannical mental power to hit the barrier of the spiritual peak, and on the other hand, he must always prevent the mental power from backlash. You know, the head has swallowed tens of thousands of alien souls. How powerful is this? If it backfires, the consequences will be disastrous.
After reaching the peak of the spiritual realm, the tingling sensation in Ouyang Ming's brain finally subsided a bit, but it was still strong.
If I really want to describe it, it's like tens of thousands of silver needles being inserted into my brain at the same time and stirring continuously.
He didn't dare to relax at all and continued to consume the energy of denial.
When this scene fell into Zang Jian's eyes, it was as if he had seen the most incredible thing. His pupils shrank and he stammered, "This... breaking through a realm is not enough. Could it be that... he still wants to attack the Venerable?" In his heart There was actually a slight sense of fear. He originally thought that even if he was a little worse than Ouyang Ming, he wouldn't be far behind Ouyang Ming, but at this moment, he desperately found that the gap between them was getting wider and wider, like a chasm in the sky, making it impossible to catch up. Just like the blue water and the stars in the sky, the distance between them is an entire sky, a world.
Ouyang Ming did have the idea of attacking the venerable one step, because there were too many alien souls and the quality was extremely high.
The power fed back is too strong. If you don't use the power of the Heavenly Tribulation to fight against it, your physical body may be directly collapsed by this power. It can even be said that now Ouyang Ming is riding a tiger and cannot get off, so he has no choice but to do so.
The aura on his body was getting stronger and stronger, but within ten breaths, it had already reached the point where even Zhanjian was frightened by it.
It stands here like a mountain that has been overwhelming for eternity. Even Juejianfeng Daozi felt insignificant under this momentum.
The spirit beasts within a hundred feet radius were crawling on all steps, their heads buried in the soil, and their bodies trembling. The pressure of the dragon and phoenix tribes was absolute suppression from the superiors. It was simply difficult for ordinary spiritual beasts to resist.
The white flames on Ouyang Ming's body rose directly into the sky, measuring dozens of feet, burning fiercely.
Suddenly, a strong devouring power erupted in the dantian, turning into a black vortex, constantly absorbing Tianfeng's power, but Tianfeng's fire was not willing to be outdone, and competed with this devouring power, but it could not Up and down.
For Ouyang Ming, this was nothing short of adding insult to injury. He never expected that such a big change would occur before the spiritual power he fed back was resolved. With the dantian as the core, it became a battlefield for the devouring power and the fire of the sky phoenix.
This heart-burning, bone-piercing pain directly caused his face to distort, and his nose, eyes, and eyebrows all knitted together, making him look extremely ferocious, but he remained silent and gritted his teeth to persist. At this critical moment, the cruelty hidden deep in his temper completely exploded. Without saying a word, he squeezed his potential, mobilized all his mental power, and blasted away against the invisible barrier.
Once, twice, three times…
"Boom!" A sound like breaking glass rang in his mind.
Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up and he swallowed a mouthful of blood. His aura was so sharp that it seemed like it could pierce a hole in the sky.
The originally clear sky darkened instantly, black clouds gathered in vain from all directions, black clouds rolled, leaden clouds hung low, and electric dragons and snakes danced.
The last remaining thoughts in Zhanjian's heart were completely shattered, and there seemed to be a voice roaring in his mind: "This, the calamity of becoming a king, this..."
He couldn't find any words to describe it. Half a day ago, Ouyang Ming was only a high-level spiritual person, but in the blink of an eye, he became a master? If reaching the peak of the spiritual realm before was a legend, then the current calamity of becoming an immortal is a myth.
Zhanjian didn't know that at this time, Ouyang Ming's body was in chaos, and two extremely powerful forces collided with each other.
Suddenly, the devouring power of the head increased greatly, continuously absorbing the spiritual power in the dantian. The fire of Tianfeng was somewhat unable to be suppressed, and it showed a faint decline.
At this moment, an indescribable light emitted from the Changyu bracelet. It was indescribable, as if all the colors in the world had gathered together, such as containing the great road, all things were born, and all kinds of mysteries were merged into one furnace.
This light illuminated half of the sky, turning it into a point of light and blending into the fire of Tianfeng. In an instant, the fire of Tianfeng became like glass, flawless, giving people a sense of roundness, and in just a moment, it suppressed the devouring power of the head.
Ou Yangming sensed the scene with his mental strength, and a kind of enlightenment came to his mind like a blessing to his soul.
This was the light emanating from the treasure left by the Phoenix clan in Chang Yu's wrist. No matter what, he still breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Zhan Jian didn't know what happened at all. He just felt that everything he saw today was beyond his understanding. He smiled bitterly and said: "This is the disaster of the fish leaping over the dragon gate. I don't know when I can get through it..."
At this moment, he no longer had the thought of comparing himself with Ou Yangming. He was a monster and could not be judged by common sense. To compare with him was to bring shame on oneself.