Xiao Naihe paused, and a Tathagata Buddha suddenly appeared behind him.
Not only that, but a violent torrent was also summoned from the void.
"The mudra of the Great Sun Tathagata."
"The great torrent of the heavens!"
"Nine Witches' Way Palm Technique."
"The lantern of humanity!"
Xiao Naihe displayed the four great ways in succession. Suddenly, the whole world changed suddenly, as if Xiao Naihe had entered the realm of the Creator.
The living things in his world of time and space, the Ancient Thunder Pond, the River of Time, and the Golden Crow Sun are all constantly stimulating their supreme potential at this time.
Xiao Naihe's use of the four Taoist techniques consumes a lot of spiritual energy. If it weren't for the fact that a small thousand worlds formed in the world of time and space, these four Taoist techniques would be used at the same time and stimulated to the limit. He would be able to do it immediately. All of Xiao Naihe's spiritual energy was consumed.
"It's so amazing. Is this your real method? It's comparable to the peak of the Creator."
Han Siyuan was shocked and his expression changed slightly. Only then did he truly see Xiao Naihe's magical power.
Xiao Naihe's current explosive power is no worse than that of Han Siyuan, and there is even a vague feeling that it is going to overwhelm him.
"Huh? You are only at the sixth level of the Supreme Realm. How can you actually exert the power of the Creator?"
Linglong was slightly stunned. In her thoughts, the cultivators in the lower realm, that is, the three thousand three hundred worlds, were far inferior to the gods in their divine realm.
In the world of gods, the worst ones are the seventh-level creators. In her eyes, a person at the sixth level of the Supreme Realm is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
But now this lamb actually burst out with a power no less than that of any Creator, which surprised Linglong.
"Hey, hey, hey! You actually practiced the human way, the Buddhist way, the demon way, and... what is that? Are you the Holy Son of the Three Cultivations?"
Linglong's expression changed, and there was a trace of surprise in her eyes.
Even if Xiao Naihe's identity as the Holy Son of Third Cultivation is spread to the Nine Heavens Divine Realm, countless gods will immediately snatch him away.
Even though this woman, Linglong, specializes in alchemy, she has heard of the reputation of 'saint' in the past tens of thousands of years.
"In the ancient times, the saint, as the first person in the six realms, was the third cultivator. I didn't expect that hundreds of thousands of years later, there would be such a figure as the saint son of the third cultivator? Are you the reincarnation of the saint? No, no, I want to kill you Bring it here and let Master take a good look at it, maybe it will be a good house."
Linglong meant to capture Xiao Naihe.
The value of a third-cultivation saint son is definitely much higher than that of Miao Miao Shen Kong.
Even among the cultivators in the God Realm, they only specialize in cultivating the divine way, and the highest they can do is dual cultivating the Divine Son, which is still extremely rare.
Characters like Xiao Naihe, the Son of the Holy One, have always been the only ones apart from the 'Holy' throughout the ages.
No wonder Linglong had such a reaction.
"The Great Avenue of Heavenly Fire, destroying human gods, the sky and the earth are horizontal!"
At this moment, another fist intention came from a distance. The moment this fist intention blasted out, it completely broke through Linglong's divine light.
"People from the lower world, a little Creator, dare to go against me, you must die!"
Linglong's tone was cold, and a burst of murderous intent suddenly erupted from her body.
This murderous intention was locked on Han Siyuan, and Han Siyuan suddenly felt that he could not escape from all directions.
"Is this the eighth level of the Supreme Realm? Although Miao Miao Shen Kong had reached the eighth level in the physical body, her soul was not there yet. The woman in front of me has truly surpassed the Nine Tribulations."
Only now did Han Siyuan truly know the magical power of the eighth level of the Supreme Realm.
If this Linglong reaches the 3,300 worlds, it will immediately become the pinnacle of the pinnacles, and no amount of creators can resist it.
"Three thousand Dao power, only take one scoop."
Xiao Naihe's voice displayed the 'Wuji Mantra', as if the world suddenly became chaotic.
At this moment, countless thunderous powers seemed to be activated in his body, and he crashed into him, hitting Linglong's restriction hard.
Rumble!
In this collision, Linglong did not expect that Xiao Naihe would rebound so hard at this time.
Naturally, she would not know that the ancient thunder pool in Xiao Naihe's body was the most mysterious miracle in the ancient times, and even the God Realm had disappeared.
Now Xiao Naihe can temporarily use the power within him, and in a short period of time he can be infinitely comparable to those in the eighth level.
But it was only for a moment, and it was fleeting.
But only for this moment, Xiao Naihe immediately seized the opportunity and shouted: "Leave immediately!"
Linglong's head felt dizzy after being hit by Xiao Naihe like this.
There was only one breath, and he recovered immediately.
However, at this time, Xiao Naihe and Han Siyuan directly tore apart the space and used all their strength to reach the end of the Immortal Tomb.
"I, Linglong, didn't let you go, you still want to leave? Just stay here."
Linglong's face was like frost, she stretched out her hand and slightly summoned him in the air.
Suddenly the stars in the void seemed to condense, and turned into a huge black hole.
Han Siyuan took one look and was so frightened.
But at this moment, a burst of light burst out from Xiao Naihe's eyes, and he used 'Mingjing Zhishui', and the world seemed to be distorted all of a sudden.
Countless lights of illusion burned and spread all around Linglong.
"I have absorbed a lot of the thunder power of the Ancient Thunder Pond. My body has been damaged now. If I still can't stop Linglong, I can only take the risk and devour the saint's godhead and step into the Creator's world on the spot. ”
Xiao Naihe gritted his teeth, knowing that he had the last option left.
When he was really forced into a desperate situation, he had no choice but to swallow all of Sheng's godhead. However, with his current ability, ninety-nine percent of the time he swallowed Sheng's godhead, which would cause him to self-destruct.
Even if Xiao Naihe becomes the Creator of the World, he cannot devour Sheng's godhead casually. If he devours it at this time, one can imagine the consequences.
But things were not that bad. When this ray of illusionary light spread out, it did stop Linglong.
I saw that Linglong seemed to have fallen into a spider web and was stuck to it, unable to break free for the time being.
"Good opportunity, let's go!"
Han Siyuan is also a capable person. As soon as he saw Xiao Naihe changing his method to stop Linglong, he immediately took Xiao Naihe and rushed out directly and flew to the top.
After constantly shuttling back and forth, the two people finally broke through the immortal tomb, and a ray of sunlight suddenly shone from above.
At this time, Xiao Naihe and Han Siyuan seemed to think that this ray of sunshine was a sweet spring in the desert!