"Hongmeng Purple Qi!"
The Emperor's expression changed instantly, and he didn't care about Yang Junshan behind him or the overturned throne. He stretched out his hand towards the entrance, trying to catch the Hongmeng Purple Qi flying out from the entrance.
Strictly speaking, although the Emperor of Heaven, as the Lord of the Nine Heavens Realm, can no longer collect and refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he can still interfere and influence the Hongmeng Purple Qi to a certain extent.
But before the Emperor of Heaven could catch the trajectory of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Yang Junshan's Tiger Seal had already flown from mid-air and landed on the Emperor of Heaven's head.
A muffled roar came, and a huge Xuanwu Dharma came out of the air, holding the Tiger Seal on its back and unable to suppress it.
But the Emperor of Heaven frowned at this moment, and the figure that was moving forward suddenly retreated, and the void where he was originally standing collapsed in an instant, and a pool of purple sky thunder liquid flowed out from the broken void.
The Emperor of Heaven was about to take a detour, but the thunder suddenly exploded at this moment. The dense purple lightning almost turned the surroundings of the Emperor of Heaven into a thunder prison.
In the moment of blocking, Yang Junshan came up from behind, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and a big hand of vitality grabbed one of the two rays of Hongmeng Purple Qi.
"Still not taking action?"
The emperor's roar made Yang Junshan's heart tremble.
The chaotic energy in front of Yang Junshan was suddenly aroused, and lines of solid energy were outlined in front of him, forming a Confucian secret seal font: Feng!
The moment the secret seal font was formed, the void in front of Yang Junshan was completely imprisoned, forming an invisible and solid space barrier, blocking Yang Junshan's way.
Yang Junshan suddenly turned around, only to see Liu Zizheng holding a seal pen nodding and smiling at him.
Yang Junshan took the lead and immediately caused other great supernatural power users to move. At the moment when he was blocked, several other Daluo Immortals had also caught up, trying to compete for the two Hongmeng Purple Qi hovering at the entrance of Chaos. .
However, at this time, not only the Lord of the Nine Heavens Realm had escaped from the thunder prison transformed by the Zixiao Divine Thunder, but Liu Zizheng and Yan Xinyuan also took action to intercept Wei Qi and other Da Luo Immortal Lords.
However, in just this moment, two more Daluo Immortal Lords broke into the Jiutian Palace and entered the void at the entrance to chaos.
Seven or eight Da Luo Immortal Lords fought together in an instant, and the divine power caused by the battle was enough to make the sky dim and the earth dark, the sun and the moon lose all light.
When Yang Junshan saw this, instead of continuing to take action, Yang Junshan stepped back and grabbed the throne that had just been blown over by the spurting source of chaos in his hand.
This throne is used by the Heavenly Emperor to suppress the entrance to chaos. It has been receiving the aura of chaos there for thousands of years. How can it be an ordinary thing
Naturally, Yang Junshan's actions could not be concealed from the other Daluo Immortal Lords present. They were all upset. But just now, they were completely distracted by the appearance of the Hongmeng Purple Qi. How could they ignore the throne
The Emperor of Heaven became even more angry when he saw this. Even though he was jointly besieged by two Da Luo monks and the blessing of the will of heaven and earth on him was declining sharply, he still freed his hand and threw a golden light towards Yang Junshan in the distance.
Yang Junshan did not dare to be careless. The original air wave above his head surged, and a spear that looked like it was completely formed by thunder shot out from it. The electric light flashed away in the void, and only the last thirty feet of golden light remained from Yang Junshan. It exploded suddenly, and the scattered electric snakes were dotted with dots of golden light.
Yang Junshan stretched out his hand, and a bolt of lightning fell into his palm and turned into a thunder spear again. Although the magic weapon itself was not damaged, he could feel that a lot of the power contained in the magic weapon was consumed.
"talisman?"
Yang Junshan was a little surprised.
To put it bluntly, a talisman is a one-time magic weapon, similar to a hidden weapon.
It's just that this kind of thing cannot be used repeatedly,
Even if it is relatively easy to make, the one-time use feature will make it expensive to build.
It is not often used in ordinary fighting. It is usually given by the great supernatural powers to the younger generations as a means to suppress the bottom of the box. It is used to save lives or turn defeat into victory in critical moments.
Although the golden light talisman emitted by the Emperor of Heaven just now is very powerful, it seems to be a little insufficient to threaten the Great Luo Immortal Lord like Yang Junshan.
However, just as this thought flashed through his mind, the golden light that had been scattered not far away suddenly accelerated, covering her whole body like a rain of arrows.
"Just say it's not that simple!"
Yang Junshan sneered, and a green and gold light suddenly formed around his body, circling around each other and turning into protective aura to block his body.
Unexpectedly, these golden rays were like golden ox hair needles, passing directly through the barrier of green gold energy, and were about to be nailed to Yang Junshan's body, but Yang Junshan was unable to dodge.
Once struck, these golden needles, which are even thinner than an ox hair, can even ignore the monk's physical training and drill directly into the monk's blood through the pores, and then go straight to the heart along the blood flow.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Yang Junshan suddenly clenched his fists with both hands and shouted with all his strength. It sounded as if he had been stabbed by those slender golden lights. .
If you can observe Yang Junshan closely at this time, you can see that at the moment Yang Junshan shouted, countless invisible small airflows spurted out from the pores on his body surface, and at the same time, with the help of this force, there were also There are countless hairs!
Under the blessing of Yang Junshan's powerful physical training, those hairs seemed to have spirituality. They collided with the oncoming slender golden needles three to five feet in front of Yang Junshan. A subtle sound was accompanied by flashes from time to time. With the passing bits of brilliance, countless golden needles fell one after another, but none of them pierced Yang Junshan's body.
Yang Junshan has a clearer understanding of the fourth level of immortality, the so-called "rebirth with a drop of blood".
This is not to say that a monk can be resurrected even if he is crushed to pieces when he reaches this realm - of course, this is not impossible - but a more accurate expression should be that in this realm, every hair on the body and every drop of blood on the monk's body, They all possess the mysterious power of creation.
The legendary method of transforming into an incarnation by plucking a hair, and the incarnation can also possess considerable supernatural powers, is only the most basic method for monks who have reached the fourth level of the Immortal Realm through physical training.
As soon as he got the throne, Yang Junshan knew that he had made a lot of money!
This throne looks like half a bed, but its body is actually made of the Five Elements Treasure.
For example, the backrest of the throne is woven with a vine that reaches the sky.