As soon as the three dark messengers took action, their true power was revealed.
To be favored by the Lord of Darkness and become his envoy, how could these three be any different
If we talk about their own cultivation, it may not be that terrifying. At most, it is only comparable to some of the Zhongzhou Taoist families, and it is not outstanding. However, the evil arts and secret techniques they master are extremely terrifying, far from it. The realm of cultivation in the ordinary sense can be defined. It seems that they are just three people, but after they really started to take action, some people used ancient treasures, some controlled ten divine corpses, and some directly controlled the peerless little saint level in Zhongzhou. Madman, how do you calculate this
Fang Yuan's body skills are not bad, and his magical powers are not bad, but after actually facing them, he was quickly forced into a blind corner. The magical powers of the Heaven-closing Gate were all broken, and his body was broken. It fell down like a broken paper kite.
Tikka…
At this moment, there was a vast expanse of mountains and clear water below. Fang Yuan's figure fell straight down, and he immediately shook a gourd-shaped mountain until the base of it was broken into pieces. Smoke was everywhere, and his face looked extremely pale, with a hint of smile showing at the corner of his mouth. Yin Hong, but after he fell, he didn't even bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He bounced on the ground and flew up, escaping into the distance.
"Still want to escape?"
Mai Wenji's cold shout sounded in the air, and in the mid-air in front of Fang Yuan, a formation flag fell from the sky, carrying the power of the tyrannical and boundless remaining formation, firmly suppressing it in the void, and then, one after another, The formation flags, like a sudden rain, fell from half a sky, filling the void in all directions of Fangyuan, like high walls appearing one after another.
When Fang Yuan was there, he had already deployed the Eight Desolate Body Techniques, moving left and right, eager to seize the road.
But no matter how mysterious his movements were, more and more formation flags fell down. With each additional formation flag falling, his space for movement became much less. By the end, it was vaguely like a huge cage. He entered the four realms and trapped him in one area.
"Arrogant boy, suffer death!"
And the one who rushed down immediately was Wang Zhou, the Taoist son of the Wang family.
His body was covered with purple flames, which were indescribably terrifying. A punch came down with a rumble, and the purple fire around him surged. The indescribable scorching power steamed up a large river more than ten feet wide, and the river water boiled with heat. The speed visible to the naked eye dropped rapidly, and at the end, the dry river bed was directly exposed, and then the river bed was melted and turned into a glass color.
"Is this the power of heavenly power?"
Fang Yuan's eyes also revealed a solemn look.
For those who are practicing, he naturally understands Heavenly Kung, which represents the supreme method in the world of cultivation. However, unlike the divine techniques and immortal techniques, Heavenly Kung can no longer be practiced casually. For most people, it is to take When it comes to Heavenly Power, one cannot comprehend it at all without sufficient talent. Only one with amazing talent or chance can comprehend it.
Just like Luo Feiling, she was born in the South China Sea, and as one of the Seven Holy Lands, the South China Sea naturally has the inheritance of heavenly arts, but she has never practiced it, because she is still young and her cultivation is not enough to understand the heavenly arts. The truth is useless even if you practice it.
For her, the greatest use of Tian Gong was that she had stolen it and wanted to take it to the snowy field and give it to her.
Due to a coincidence, the ancestors of the Wang family also obtained half of the heavenly power, but only half of it. Almost no one could successfully practice it. However, Wang Zhou was able to appreciate part of the divine power with only half of the heavenly power. Unimaginable!
It's a pity that such people are now their own enemies.
Fang Yuan felt suppressed in his heart, but he could only grit his teeth and press down hard with his hands.
Green energy suddenly appeared around him, thunder and lightning sprang up, and then a big green carp jumped out of the air and swam around him. Following the carp's appearance, there were layers of water curtains, which seemed to wrap Fang Yuan's body three hundred feet away. , all turned into a water world.
"Tsk..."
Wang Zhou punched, hitting the water curtain, splashing up layers of white mist, filling half of the sky.
The surrounding mountains, rocks and peaks were all flattened by this huge force. They collapsed one by one, just like the earth was flattened.
But after the billowing smoke cleared, it was discovered that Fang Yuan and Wang Zhou were actually facing each other, unwavering.
This frontal attack between the two people seemed to be a draw.
There was a shadow of Heavenly Skill in that punch, and its power was naturally terrifying. However, Fang Yuan, a green carp, had been practicing since he was in the foundation-building realm. It had been integrated into the Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue, and as he cultivated, Improved, this green carp is far from what it was before. Now it has a certain kind of Tao Yun. It can overcome fire with water and overcome hardness with softness, but it can really take this punch.
"Is this guy really capable?"
In mid-air, the messenger in linen clothes, the messenger carrying the mountain on a hunchback, and Lu Xinyao all had their expressions change slightly when they saw this scene.
Only then did they have to admit that Fang Yuan's ability was higher than they imagined.
When they entered the Dragon Trail before, they only really cared about the leaders of the three teams, so they set up countless schemes and just wanted to get rid of the three of them. But now, they realized that this person who had just been promoted to Nascent Soul Fang Yuan actually had skills that were no less than those of the three team leaders. He felt a little solemn in his heart for a moment, but he couldn't help but feel a little lucky.
"Fortunately, those three people are dead, and this guy is the only one left..."
They sighed in their hearts: "Otherwise, if we face people like them directly, what chance do we have of winning?"
"Stop nagging, just kill him!"
The three of them looked at each other with cruel thoughts in their hearts.
The Maid Wenji user was the first to shout violently. He walked in the air with strange footwork. Wherever he passed, he formed a mysterious and strange huge rune, and then formed a strange seal with his hands. Fa, his brows narrowed slightly, and he pointed downwards!
Those formation flags that were densely packed in the sky, like cages, were spinning rapidly at this moment.
The power of the remaining formations is endlessly changing, but it is like Lingchi's sword.
They intertwined vertically and horizontally, cut through the void, and strangled Fang Yuan who was at the center of the cage. In an instant, a strong wind blew up around Fang Yuan, and the power of the remaining formation was like a mad knife, constantly surrounding Fang Yuan. Chop and chop, dangerous and terrifying.
Fang Yuan felt the indescribable pressure, and his expression changed drastically.
Raising his hand and pressing it, the Suzaku Thunder Spirit flew straight into the sky and hit the boundless formation in mid-air.
The power of thunder and lightning exploded, forming a thundercloud.
This thundercloud protected him from being directly swept up by the power of the remaining formation, but the huge pressure fell directly on him, causing his feet to slowly sink into the He fell into the ground and couldn't move at all!
"Go!"
The hunchback carrying the mountain envoy roared in a low voice, bit the tip of his tongue, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Ten divine corpses refined by the family members hurriedly leaned over and quickly surrounded Fang Yuan. Each of them used their own tyrannical magical powers and bound them downwards like iron chains. Fang Yuan had no choice but to He hurriedly used his magical powers, and the green energy around him swirled like the wind, forming a large wind wall that barely resisted those magical powers. However, at this time, his face was already extremely ugly.
"Haha, in the end it's still the mantis that blocks the car!"
A smile appeared on Lu Xinyao's face, she gently wiped the rouge on her lips, then pointed a little, and a huge iron spear appeared out of thin air beside her, carrying a huge wind, and flew straight towards Wang Zhou below, and was caught in front of her. The expressionless Wang Zhou reached out and grabbed it in his hand.
"I'll give you a magic weapon, go and kill him!"
There was an indescribable lightness in Lu Xinyao's voice.
"Senior Brother Fang Yuan..."
Luo Feiling realized that Fang Yuan was in danger, and her face changed in shock. She turned around quickly and rushed over to rescue him.
She is now entangled by Lu Xinyao's three guardians, or three puppets. These three guardians are all ancestors of the party. Each of them has a higher cultivation level than Lu Xinyao and has a higher status. I don’t know how much taller they are, but no one knows why, they have fallen under Lu Xinyao’s evil spell, and they are willing to stay by her side, obeying her orders, and being driven by her like a lackey.
Luo Fei's spiritual cultivation and strength are already very strong, outstanding among her juniors, but it is not easy to defeat these three people. But when she is anxious, she has to get out, and her body skills are so agile that these three people actually Nothing could stop her for a moment.
"Haha, don't you want to teach me a lesson?"
Lu Xinyao sneered in a low voice, raised her slender fingers lightly, and a green ancient sword appeared in her hand. It was also an unknown treasure from an unknown place. The swords were "swish", "swish" and "swish", and there were colorful falling flowers all around, implying The cold light came straight in front of Luo Feiling.
These few sword strikes forced Luo Feiling to retreat to where she was, with hatred on her face.
On the other side, Wang Zhou held an iron spear and waved it twice. He seemed to be very satisfied. Then he fired a purple flame. He touched the spear with his left hand, and the iron spear also ignited a heart-wrenching flame. He was shocked by the evil flames, and then his face was full of murderous intent, and his steps were as heavy as a mountain, and he rushed towards Fang Yuan. The spear in his hand made an earth-shattering wind and swept straight towards Fang Yuan!
At this moment, Fang Yuan was suppressed by Ma Ji Wen Ji's Star Flag, and was trapped by the ten divine corpses. How could he hide or block it
Seeing this terrifying shot coming towards me, I could only watch helplessly as it struck in front of me...
Boom!
The spear struck hard in front of Fang Yuan, and a powerful and boundless wind immediately swept over him.
The surrounding mountains are like sand, cracking layer by layer, scattering and flying.
The ancient trees that were more than ten feet thick were uprooted one by one and swept in all directions.
The surrounding wild lakes and flowing water have all been evaporated and turned into a desert-like...
"Haha, now, I'm afraid not even the scum will be left..."
Seeing this scene, Ma Ji Wenji envoy in mid-air burst into laughter and clapped his hands lightly.
"It took the strength of the three of us to send you back to the west, which is enough to make you proud!"
The hunchbacked mountain envoy had a sneer on his face, and then shook his head gently: "It's just a pity for such a good body!"
"Dead?"
Seeing this scene, Lu Xinyao also flew forward and forced Luo Feiling back with a sword, then slowly turned around in mid-air, her eyes faintly swept over the large pit that had no life at all, as well as the figure standing in front of the pit. Wang Zhou, who was silent and motionless, seemed a little happy, but also seemed a little regretful. He shook his head gently and sighed: "After all, you still died so easily..."
(End of chapter)