The cold wind blew through Ouyang Ming's clothes...
He looked deep in thought, gently caressing his chin, looking at the trembling cauldron, his face became more solemn!
A person without long-term worries must have immediate worries. He is a person with long-term prospects. He is smooth and considerate in everything he does. He still has the ambition of Kunpeng in his heart. When he sees his former opponent rising to the top in one step, he will definitely not feel contempt in his heart.
"Kacha!"
Suddenly, a crisp sound fell from the sky.
Xun Sheng looked around and saw that the cauldron was covered with fine cracks under the fierce attack of the Samsara Fist, intertwined into a network, exuding a rotten aura, and there was a faint sign of collapse.
The body of Wu Mangong swelled up again, and he stacked his fists and blasted away at the cauldron, like an angry dragon rolling up the river, with majestic momentum. At this moment, no one could match the brilliance in his eyes. Horrifying.
Feng Xinxiao's eyes were extremely solemn, and she thought to herself, who is this old man? This kind of strength is almost comparable to that of his father
He never thought that the old man with an ordinary appearance was actually the top master in the world. If he had known in advance, he would definitely have made plans and outsmarted him. But now that it was over, the two "regrets" The words seemed so pale at this moment.
All kinds of bizarre thoughts flashed through Feng Xinxiao's mind like electric arcs.
Having said that, the movements of his hands were extremely fast.
He raised his left hand, put his index and middle fingers together in front of his right eye, and then moved it above his left eye, while his right hand quickly made a hand gesture. His body was shrouded in gray mist, with a wave of destruction, hatred, hatred for heaven and earth, and hatred for the world. With Feng Xinxiao as the center of the circle, all the breaths swept across the four directions. There was a flash of blood in his eyes, as if it contained a world of blood, and his voice sounded like it was coming from the Nine Netherworld: "Three feet on the ground, facing the sun as the sky, open to the truth."
When this sound echoed in all directions, the cauldron shook violently...
Countless tadpole-like runes jumped instantly, glowing with light, and a heart-stopping pressure suppressed them. It seemed that the sky and the earth would instantly shatter and turn into ashes if they stood in front of the cauldron. If it was just like this, that would be fine. The key point is that the eyes of the four monster beasts reflected on the cauldron like knives and axes suddenly opened, and the color of the sky and the earth changed in the distance.
Really the world has changed...
Seeing this extremely unspeakable scene, Jealousy Xie was not nervous. He sneered, the domineering look in his eyes flashed away, and said softly, "There are more than three million sword immortals in the sky. I will destroy them with one punch. If there are any, I am invincible!" This voice was calm and calm, but it carried an indelible sense of determination. It seemed that when he said invincible, he meant invincible. This was the proud meaning flowing in the blood of the ancient witch.
As soon as he finished speaking, the mountain-like fist blasted out again, without any reason, just using force to break the path.
"Boom!" The wind of the fist surged, carrying overwhelming power, like a gray storm falling from the sky, stirring up a prairie fire. In an instant, the vicissitudes of life, thick and simple cauldron actually became smaller. From a distance, it looked like a strong wind. The swaying candlelight in the sky may be extinguished at any time, and it is like a small boat under the huge waves, teetering on the verge of collapse.
Whoops!
The cauldron only lasted for a few breaths before turning into countless black lights and dissipating with a bang.
"This... this is impossible." Feng Xinxiao screamed, extremely horrified. He never thought that this big cauldron, which he had worked so hard to obtain, would be broken into pieces in such an inexplicable way. Of course, , the most important thing is that he is afraid. The old man in front of him broke his magic weapon with just his fists. If he uses the secret method again, how strong will he be
This thought made my heart tremble.
Ouyang Ming also took a deep look at the clan leader. He knew that the old man was very strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.
Feng Xinxiao's attack was ruthless and cunning, containing the power of law.
Even if he could block it, he would definitely pay a huge price, but Zhu Xie was able to get it at his fingertips, which shows how strong he is.
Of course, this is also because Ouyang Ming's cultivation level is only that of a Venerable. Once he crosses the dragon gate, no one knows how much his combat power will increase.
Feng Xinxiao rolled her eyes twice, her eyes were extremely sinister, and she circled around, passing over Ouyang Ming's handsome face. Her voice was like ice mixed with ice, and she said with a chill: "This time, I will spare your life and enjoy the rest." It doesn't take long, next time, I will kill you to prove the Tao and round your Taoist heart." As he spoke, he raised the corner of his mouth and drew a semi-circular arc.
Ouyang Ming shook his head in disbelief and said nothing.
In his opinion, verbal disputes are just the weakest way for weak people to express their anger.
This bland and casual attitude drove Feng Xinxiao crazy. It was as if he had united his energy and spirit to deliver the most powerful blow, but in the end it landed lightly on the cotton. This incomparable feeling would drive people crazy. .
Who among the powerful people in the imperial realm is not a scheming person
In just a moment, he suppressed his anger.
As soon as I thought about it, my mind was in chaos. Countless red threads were scattered from the pores up and down, thin and dense, like cotton randomly spreading out in the water. It seemed to give people a sense of aesthetics, but After the threads spread out, even the space revealed a touch of desolate whiteness, as if the charm had been taken away!
The breeze came slowly, the blood streaks dispersed, and Feng Xinxiao's figure disappeared out of thin air.
Ouyang Ming let out a breath of turbid air, and his heart felt as if a huge boulder was suddenly pressed down, heavy.
The clan leader gently raised his right foot, like a wisp of breeze, invisible and formless, and fell down like a leisurely stroll in the courtyard. He took a slow step, but at the ninth step, his body staggered, and his face turned red, as if he had been congested. There is a faint glow between the eyebrows.
He quickly guarded the mourning platform, his center of gravity sank, and he exerted all his strength to stabilize his body.
He touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, smiled bitterly, and said: "Well, I am getting old. In this life, a person can disrespect heaven, earth, gods and Buddhas in the sky, and reincarnation, but he cannot disapprove of old age."
"How can it be possible? The clan leader is a powerful man who existed in ancient times. How can he grow old?" Ouyang Ming said softly.
"An ancient strong man?" Zhu Xie shook his head and joked: "When I was born, not long after the Battle of Punishing Witches, countless interfaces in the world collapsed and were devastated. From that time on, I didn't even know that I was alive. How many years." After saying that, he calmed down and looked at Ouyang Ming with a half-smile.
Ouyang Ming smiled awkwardly, tilted his head, and pretended to look into the distance.
Jealousy smiled and didn't show it off. He was like the old man next door. He didn't have the domineering awe of a top powerhouse.
After a hundred breaths passed, Jealousy's face became solemn and he said seriously: "Brother Ou, did the former strong man of the Phoenix Clan have a grudge against you?"
"Yeah!" Ouyang Ming nodded slightly, but had no extra explanation.
Jealousy didn't take it seriously and said softly: "Be careful. This person has a very deep understanding of the law. I can defeat him, but he wants to leave. There are not many people in the entire world who can keep him." He looked at the sky. , this is the position where Feng Xinxiao disappeared, and then said: "Furthermore, this strong man from the Feng Clan gave me a very strange feeling, as if...as if his soul was dirty, and there was a power that could destroy the world and destroy the world. I'm terrified."
"Thank you for the reminder, Lord." Ouyang Ming looked respectful and bowed heavily!
Being able to tell everything he noticed without any hesitation shows that the witch tribe's male jealousy is really thinking about Ouyang Ming. Accordingly, jealousy also bows his hand as a return gift.
If discussed in detail, Ouyang Ming is a person who misses old feelings.
Do things in a measured manner, pay attention to big things but not small things, know how to advance and retreat, be sensible, and have a ruler in your heart, so that your brothers will not suffer losses. When he was in the Beast King Sect, he refined the anti-thunder suit to help Mao Jianbi break the spirit After becoming a master, the Beast King Sect suddenly became the strongest sect in Danzhou. In the ruins, the elixir was refined to help He Jian replenish his foundation and let him retrieve the sword in the box. After that, the Sword God reached a new peak. There are countless examples of this, including Burial Sword, the Jiang family...many people who were kind to him have benefited to varying degrees.
The two talked for a while, and Ouyang Ming rolled his long sleeves forward.
Suddenly, a silver stream of light flashed out, shattering the silent and lonely cold night into pieces.
"Master, please!" Ouyang Ming stood with a smile, leaning to one side, taking half a step back with his right foot, and spoke with a smile.
Jealousy was extremely emotional. He understood that it was only at this moment that he gained Ouyang Ming's friendship.
Without showing any emotion, he tapped his toes lightly and when he landed, he was already sitting on the flying carpet.
Huhu...
The silver streamer was flying like lightning, drawing a stunning and perfect circular arc in the sky, passing above the clouds.
The moonlight is as silent as water, with a hint of brightness.
Soon, a deep black cave appeared in front of them.
Seen from a distance, the cave is located at the overlap of two mountains that stretch like dragons. It has a majestic atmosphere of dragons and tigers competing against each other. It is majestic and central. On the top of the cave, there are three big characters engraved - Rebirth Cave.
A trace of fine cold air overflowed from it, condensing into a series of crystal clear ice crystals at the entrance of the cave.
Ouyang Mingfang looked far away and took in this majestic scene. He secretly thought in his heart that the two mountain ranges, one wide and one tight, one loose and one wide, correspond to the green dragon and white tiger among the mythical beasts. The cave of life captures the green dragon's momentum and the white tiger's energy. , the creation in it is naturally amazing. Seeing this scene, he was extremely looking forward to discovering what amazing inheritance was hidden in this heavenly paradise.
You know, this is the heart of origin.
It is an incredible thing to take away so much luck.
Ouyang Ming looked away and took a breath of cold air.
Jealousy's eyes remained on Ouyang Ming. When he saw his eyes retracted, he said softly: "Brother Ou, this is the Rebirth Cave in the secret realm of the Witch Department. I heard that there are ways to defeat the emperor in the cave. Just listen to it. Don't worry about it." After saying that, he took out an ordinary wooden sign and handed it over, explaining: "It's easy to lose yourself in the rebirth cave. When you can't hold on, crush the wooden sign and the power of teleportation will be sent to you. you left."
"Thank you, Lord." Ouyang Ming bowed again.
"Hypocritical, come in quickly." Jealousy opened his mouth and mocked.
Ouyang Ming is not a pretentious person. He stepped a thousand feet into the entrance of the Rebirth Cave in one step.
Jealousy didn't look back until his back completely disappeared, and said softly: "I don't know if the Witch Department can survive this disaster." As soon as he finished speaking, his figure had dissipated in this space.
(End of chapter)