"Rumble—"
A pagoda-like magic weapon flew in, and with an earth-shattering noise, a peak was knocked down in the middle, causing a large-scale landslide. Large areas of earth and rocks poured down like a torrent, burying several mountain cols along the way.
Long before the peak collapsed, a bolt of lightning flashed through the air. Yang Ting looked at the pagoda-like magic weapon flying back into the sky behind him with some fear, jumped to his feet and cursed: "Which blind thing dares to sneak up on you Yang?" The uncle is not done yet. If you have the ability to come out and see me, what is the point of hiding your head and showing your tail? "
Before Yang Ting finished speaking, he felt the void around him begin to solidify. He thought something bad in his heart. He stretched out his hand and a spear made entirely of thunder appeared in his hand. He was holding the spear of thunder. With a stroke in front of him, a dark space portal was opened. Yang Ting did not dare to stop at all, and plunged into the portal and disappeared.
Almost at the moment Yang Ting left, the pagoda suddenly appeared in mid-air above where he had just stayed, and then the void under the pagoda began to solidify like glass, and then turtles appeared one after another. crack.
However, because Yang Ting left at the last moment, the pagoda's attack finally failed, the power of the magic weapon finally converged, and the fragmented void that was about to be suppressed finally recovered.
Above the collapsed mountain peak, an old man with eyebrows like snow appeared there, dragging an octagonal glazed pagoda in his palm. He looked at the direction where Yang Ting disappeared and snorted, and then saw him take out a silver coin from his sleeve. The white bell rang.
"Jingle Bell-"
Along with a crisp ringing of the bell, waves of invisible ripples in the void rippled out, and the distant landscape seemed to be distorted.
There was a shaking in the void a hundred miles away, and a loud shout was heard. Yang Ting's body suddenly appeared from mid-air and fell.
"A mere cultivator who has just entered Daluo Wonderland actually wants to escape from my clutches!"
The white-browed old man sneered, holding the bell in his hand and shaking it continuously. Waves of ripples in the void were transmitted hundreds of miles away, making it difficult for Yang Ting to stabilize himself in mid-air, let alone think about escaping.
At the same time, the white-browed old man took a few steps, and the void beneath his feet continued to condense. The distance of dozens of miles had been crossed in the blink of an eye, and when he appeared again, he was already in front of Yang Ting.
"I am not interested in knowing your identity. I will give you two ways now. The first is to be suppressed by me in the pagoda in my hand until you reveal all your experiences after entering Fengtian World; the second is to let go of your soul. , let me plant the Soul Restriction, and then use it for me. After Fengtian is disintegrated, I may let you go free!"
The pagoda rose again, and the surrounding void was already under his control. The silver-white bell in his hand was ready to go. The white-browed old cultivator thought to himself that victory was now in hand. He looked at Yang Ting not far away with a look down on him, and his tone Full of charity.
"Old man, are you sure you can take over your uncle Yang and me now?"
Yang Ting was very angry at the condescending tone of the white-browed old man. But now he really didn't dare to act rashly under the old man's nose. He could only seek some advantages verbally, but his eyes still kept coming. He looked at the sky above his head, fearing that the other party would be angered and cover the pagoda above his head.
The white-browed old man smiled reservedly and said: "Your Excellency's lightning escape technique is indeed extraordinary. I think you must have cultivated the body of thunder spirit. However, after all, your cultivation is still a little behind. I am a peak Daluo monk in the 'Three Flowers Gathering'" , and all the magic weapons in my hand have restraint on you, you can’t escape from me!”
Having said this, the white-browed old man paused slightly, and then said in a cold tone: "In fact, if it weren't for the lack of helpers when I entered Fengtian World this time, do you really think that being able to manipulate me until now is your own ability? "
Yang Ting's face suddenly darkened when he heard this, and he said with an angry smile: "So you are showing mercy, Uncle Yang, should you thank you?"
"Exactly!"
The white-browed old man said sternly: Your Excellency, you should understand now. If you continue to fight,
Your Excellency, there is only one way to die! If you surrender to me now, you can still save your life! "
When Yang Ting heard this, his expression was full of strangeness, and he looked at him as if he were looking at a dead person.
The white-browed old man frowned and said, "I really don't like the look in your eyes. Maybe I should dig out those tricks of yours!"
As he spoke, he saw the white-browed old man reaching out and pointing towards Yang Ting. Two black lights had already arrived from the air, digging towards Yang Ting's eyes.
Yang Ting's figure was restricted by the Octagonal Glazed Tower, and his dodge speed was extremely slow. It was almost impossible to avoid the two black lights in this situation.
Seeing that his eyesight was about to lose, Yang Ting was so frightened that he shouted: "If you don't come out, I will become blind!"
In fact, before Yang Ting could finish his words, an emerald-green root had already pierced the void that was imprisoned by the white-browed old man, and appeared at an unwanted place beside Yang Ting.
"Fellow Taoist Ting, you are still in the Daluo Immortal Realm after all. Please respect your identity. How can you still have the magnanimity of Daluo Immortal Lord when you are crying and howling like this?"
The joking voice sounded, and Yang Hua's figure had already emerged from the void channel opened by the ethereal roots of all realms.
As soon as he appeared, Yang Hua had already sensed the power of confinement in the surrounding void. He raised his head and glanced at the octagonal glazed tower suspended above his head. He frowned slightly and saw that he was holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and moving towards the direction of the glazed tower. It's a hard brush.
Although the octagonal glazed pagoda and the Seven Treasures Mystic Tree are generally low-grade immortal weapons, this pagoda is a space-type heavy magic weapon. It is extremely difficult for the Seven Treasures Mystical Tree to brush this magic weapon away at once.
But even so, Yang Hua brushed it down all at once, causing the glazed pagoda to sway in mid-air as if it was about to fall down the next moment, and the void that was originally imprisoned was also released.
Yang Ting immediately used the Thunder Spear to fly away the two black lights flying towards his eyes, but they turned out to be two eye-pecking birds.
"So you have helpers!"
The white-browed old man frowned, and his consciousness instantly spread to the surroundings. Except for the two people in front of him, no one else was found.
"Even if there are two people, they are just two monks who have just entered the Daluo realm. Even though it takes some effort, it is still good to accept two Daluo realm subordinates."
Although things were somewhat beyond the white-browed old man's expectations, he still had absolute confidence in himself.
However, Yang Ting, who had been suppressed so miserably before, felt extremely aggrieved. After hearing the arrogant words of the white-browed old man, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and cursed: "Old man, who do you think you are? !”
Before he finished speaking, a purple-gold thunder light burst out from Yang Ting's eyes, and Yang Hua on the side had no time to stop it.
The seemingly slender ray of lightning tore through the void in front of him the moment it appeared, and headed straight for the white-browed old man's face.
But the white-browed old man was equally extraordinary. The moment Yang Ting took action, the silver-white bell in his hand began to ring. Layers of ripples in the void formed spatial folds as the bell shook, trying to This purple-gold thunder light was consumed in the middle.
However, not only did the speed of the purple-gold thunder light not slow down at all, on the contrary, the layers of spatial folds that rushed towards the thunder light began to dissolve on their own the moment they touched the thunder light.
"Supernatural power of chaos realm!"
The white-browed old man screamed strangely and quickly flew back. At the same time, he saw the original immortal energy rising above his head, forming the appearance of three flowers gathering at the top. A purple light lingered in the middle, but at this moment, it flowed down like a waterfall. Colliding head-on with the purple-gold thunder light.
There was no sound in the void, but where the two magical powers met, they began to annihilate each other. The surrounding void almost turned into chaos in the silence, whether it was Yang Ting, Yang Hua, or Bai Mei on the other side. The old man and the three of them all flew back in unison, for fear of being hit by the remnants of the two magical powers.