Xi Ping said inwardly that he was not good, and was the first to react—after all, he had really tried to kill people to get spiritual energy.
Cultivator Lingqiao didn't have real energy, so he couldn't help "digesting". Xi Pingxian and everyone looked over at the place where the severed hand passed by. Then, because the master's spiritual consciousness dissipated, the mustard seeds they carried with them fell one by one like ripe melons.
The broken dharma bracelets are all taken as ordered, and no human beings or stones are wasted, it is quite good at living.
The severed limb hanging on it is more than a hundred times more shiny than when it was growing on Wei Chengxiang's body, and I don't know who is his own!
Xi Ping could jump in the tree in an instant, but the others couldn't. Lu Wu and Wei Chengxiang couldn't care about Zhao Xidan any more, and turned around and ran wildly.
At this time, Tao County's aura was empty, and everything was languid. The broken dharma bracelet stirred up the stolen thin aura, and the dead branches of the reincarnated trees around them automatically followed the windless, and sprouted suddenly.
Wei Cheng of Yujian almost became an afterimage, before he arrived, she had already thrown a dice.
More than a dozen dice surrounded the broken dharma bracelet in the middle, all with six o'clock facing up, and thunder and lightning flashed around the bracelet.
Who knows that breaking the dharma bracelet is "satisfying and drinking", so he is not afraid of the humble deeds of a half-immortal. The straight electric light will turn itself within half a foot of it, centering on the broken dharma bracelet, turning into a dazzling lightning ball. Pofa calmly let the severed limb pick up the last unowned mustard seed, and the deflected electric light set a mummy on fire, the flames were so arrogant that it seemed to be provocative.
Wei Chengxiang unscrewed the fake hand on his left wrist. After all, the hand held by the broken dharma bracelet was grown by herself. He was instinctively attracted by the master, and flew towards her with the broken dharma bracelet.
"Ah Xiang," Xi Ping shouted, "Leave the Lingtai to me!"
Wei Chengxiang is a bit special than other people who used reincarnation wood to contact him—she was deceived by Liang Chen when she was a child, and she used to be a "believer" and enshrined her spiritual altar and body to the reincarnation tree owner. Strictly speaking, she can be a reincarnation tree. Humanoid "Tenseiki".
Lin Chi, who was rolled over by Xi Ping, was taken aback when he heard the words: "But the Lingtai is..."
Monk foundation.
However, at the next moment, Wei Chengxiang unreservedly opened up his spiritual altar to Xi Ping, allowing his spiritual consciousness to enter like many years ago.
At the same time, she grabbed her severed hand.
The moment she touched the broken dharma bracelet, Wei Cheng heard a "hum" in his ears, and a nearly vast amount of thoughts rushed over, overwhelming the consciousness of enlightened ants.
Wei Chengxiang only had time to convey his last thought to his companion: No, the dharma breaking bracelet has been activated!
Lin Chi and Xi Ping were shocked at the same time: No matter how powerful Autumn Kill is, she is already dead. How can a person who has been erased by the silver moon wheel for nearly a month have such strong spiritual consciousness
In the blink of an eye, Lin Chi had no time to think about it, so he forcibly bumped into it with his spiritual consciousness.
Dian Jinshou has been famous for hundreds of years, it is one thing not to fight back when hit or scolded, but no matter how unbearable Lin Chi’s usual posture is, his cultivation is by no means weak——Qiu Sha picks one who ascends to the spirit with one sword At that time, he was blocked in front of him several times, and Xi Ping suspected that he had at least reached the middle and late stages of Ascension.
If it is said that sword cultivators can kill at the same level, then the two ways of refining equipment and alchemy, which are guarded by pots and stoves, are the most condensed spiritual consciousness in the same level. Together with the Immortal Furnace, it may take several months or even years to refine a magic weapon, and if a monk loses his mind, all previous efforts will be wasted.
What's more, if there are still people in the world who dare to say that they understand this weird "broken law", they will only have a little golden hand.
In that little bracelet, there seems to be another set of mountains, rivers and seas, beyond Lingshan...even beyond heaven and earth, inside it is like a kaleidoscope, wrapped in three thousand realms.
Xi Ping was dazzled for a moment, if Lin Chi hadn't led him, he would have been stuck in it as soon as he saw each other.
Lin Chi ignored everything around him in a familiar way, and his spiritual sense went straight to the core of breaking the law—the core of Wangchuan was light smoke like water mist, but the core of breaking the law was a mass of violent fire.
The "fire" swallowed the last bag of spirit stones in one gulp, the flames exploded, and a beautiful female body was outlined in the outline of the flames. She spread her arms out, a string of thin bracelets hung on a slender wrist, and raised her pointed jaw in a look of disdain.
Lin Chi's consciousness suddenly turned into an inscription symbol that Xi Ping was not familiar with, and he slammed into the skyrocketing flames of breaking the law.
Xi Ping was distracted and went to the reincarnated wood around him, and seeing the young shoots that had just grown on the dead wood shrank back, he didn't know whether to smile wryly or feel relieved.
Only now did he have the time to look at the countless small worlds around him. After only a few glances, his consciousness felt as if he was about to be sucked away.
"Master Lin Feng," Xi Ping said, "can this fairy... artifact be destroyed? It's too dangerous."
Lin Chi didn't answer.
Xi Ping suddenly felt something was wrong: "Lin, Uncle Lin?"
Lin Chi's changed voice rang in his ears: "Get out of the way!"
As soon as the voice fell, Lin Chi's inscription on the sealing flame was torn apart, and the flame that had been pushed down just now bounced back in an instant, jumping even higher than at the beginning.
A cluster of golden light lit up in the center of the flame, no need to ask Lin Chi, Xi Ping had an intuition that it was the new "axiom" that was about to be established. He had vaguely felt the irresistible power of the rules that broke the law and dragged the entire Tao County to the seventh day of July.
A monk builds a foundation and becomes an immortal because of his Taoism, and the immortal artifact loses control because of his thoughts.
"No," Lin Chi said hastily under the tongue of anger, "Is this really Qiu Sha's memory?"
"Who else could it be if it wasn't her? Could it be me? Do you think it treats me?" Xi Ping replied, "If it doesn't work, it has to do. No matter who it is, this axiom can never be formed!"
Lin Chi: "I can't hold back!"
Xi Ping took back the spiritual consciousness scattered in the Reincarnation Wood all over the place, and the moment Lin Chi was thrown out by the broken dharma bracelet, he relied on his "rough skin and thick flesh" that had been tempered countless times by Xia Jiang. , ignoring the tyrannical fire, drove straight in, and crashed into the golden light.
Dare to knock the fake bell on the main peak of Xuanyin Mountain to fool the nine peak masters, Lin Chi thought he had seen the audacity of the top, but seeing Xi Ping's spiritual consciousness being caught in the flames, Lin Chi couldn't help but said: "Xi Shiyong !"
The unformed axiom was held in the palm of Xi Ping's hand, and his spiritual consciousness was immediately licked by the flames, leaving only a blurred mass.
However, his consciousness is still clear, and he can still utter wild words: "Master's consciousness was shattered by the sage cicada, just a broken bracelet..."
The repressed thoughts in the broken dharma bracelet struggled even more angrily, smashing his voice frantically.
However, Xi Ping was already a skilled worker who "broke his body to pieces", and he was broken but not scattered. According to the golden axiom, he insisted on not loosening.
Even if the five spiritual mountains are crushed today, he will blow the cowhide away: "... count it as a lantern!"
Jin Guanggong was bitten by his spiritual sense, and he was distorted and deformed.
Lin Chi was stunned by the strength of this junior's spiritual sense, he almost suspected that the terrifying idea in the bracelet was really Xi Ping's.
The unformed axioms were shattered by Xi Ping's terrifying consciousness, and Lin Chi subconsciously backed away—the master craftsmen all communicated with the world in the raging fire, and sometimes they could sense things that other monks couldn't.
For a moment, Lin Chi seemed to hear the trembling of the Three Thousand Ways, and the unstoppable Way of Transformation from Lingshan was as unruly as ever.
The strong thoughts hovering in the broken dharma bracelet froze.
Xi Ping let out a "ha", he had the illusion that he had a body and was fried all over, he gritted his teeth with a sneer and said, "Seal it now!"
Lin Chi didn't dare to hesitate, and an inscription took shape again, forcing it into the core of breaking the law suppressed by Xi Ping, and the blazing fire of karma was once again suppressed by the two masters.
At this time, a mournful cry suddenly sounded in Xi Ping's ear.
Xi Ping was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he had been hallucinating due to the injury of his consciousness—that voice was extremely hoarse, extremely exhausted, almost full of exhausted despair, unlike that cunning magic weapon that drove everyone around, nor was it Qiu Sha, Vaguely... a bit familiar.
But before he could recall, Xi Ping's consciousness was suddenly knocked away by some irresistible force.
He seemed like an ant on a long embankment that was about to collapse, and before he had time to take a breath, he was rushed out by the mournful Hong Feng... He was no better than Wei Chengxiang just now.
Lin Chi is a genuine Ascension Spirit. Although Xi Ping's body is not qualified, his mental toughness is no longer inferior to Master Lin. At this time, the two spiritual senses who had ascended to the spirit level had no power to fight back, and were shot out by the burst of thoughts in the broken dharma bracelet.
Xi Ping: "..."
This really isn't an autumn kill.
She is so powerful, she has already raised her sword and killed Sanyue Mountain!
Is this a cicada slough? Does the cicada slough have such power
The golden light that was crushed by Xi Ping just gathered unstoppably, like the rising sun, it tore apart the morning sun, splashed down the morning light, and enveloped the entire Tao County.
Inviolable axioms come into force.
A desperate thought came from Lin Chi: It's over.
Then they heard countless whispers overlapping and rushing into their ears, converging into a loud bang like a torrent of bells and waves.
Xi Ping is a fool who doesn't recognize "no way" and "it's over". He never sees a coffin and doesn't cry. At this time, seeing the axiom takes effect, no one can recover. Before consciousness, desperately capture the content of the axiom, and collect as much information as possible.
If it doesn't work, they can only find ways to exploit loopholes to break the axiom. He wants to see where the divine will is so powerful—
Xi Ping's scarred consciousness condensed into a sharp blade, and the "sharp knife" cut through many noises, reaching the depths of the golden light... Breaking laws and axioms flashed in front of his eyes quickly, Xi Ping saw it clearly, but was stunned.
The axiom of the scattered golden light reads: Tai Sui Xingjun blesses us, we will not be fish on an anvil or a canopy in the wind.
"Boom", what kind of enlightenment, foundation building and spiritual advancement... The spiritual consciousness of humans and immortals were crushed by the breaking method.
The idea of subjugating Pofa does not belong to any ascending spirit in the sky.
It belonged to the mortals who were trembling in the cracks of the Ascension Battlefield in Tao County at that time, living and dying involuntarily.
On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, they burned the ancient evil spirit Wan Qiuhong, and had a heroic dream, which was immediately erased by the "moonlight". The martial arts at that moment was not vain, it remained in the breaking law forever, and once ignited, it became so powerful that no one could stop it.
No evil spirits, no immortals, no "gods" that they fabricated and believed in.
Zhou Ying, who was browsing Luwu Newspapers from various countries at a glance, seemed to have been pricked by a thin needle. The top-level inspiration touched something. With a rub of her fingers, Zhou Ying clasped a piece of reincarnation wood: "Shi Yong?"
No reply.
At this time, in Tao County, everything seemed to be still, and every monk's spiritual consciousness was swept by the torrent, and he lost consciousness for an instant.
The mysterious, invisible and intangible axioms flew across the streets and alleys, swept over the hearts of men, women and children, and the memories washed away by the silver moon wheel suddenly returned to their place. People thought of the Qixi Festival night when the sky was never bright, and the raging fire. The dead reincarnated trees in the whole county were rustling, as if they were promising to respond to something.
In the underground secret room of the Snake King Immortal Palace, the statue of Tai Sui that was originally enshrined was broken by Sanyue Xuanwu, and a layer of dust had accumulated on the incense table.
The candle flame ignited by itself for no reason, and the light smoke that floated up turned into the shapes of many reincarnated trees. The tree shadows in the smoke echoed the dead real trees in the county town, and a human figure gradually appeared in the smoke.
At the same time, under the vortex of thousands of feet returning to the soul, Xi Ping, who was sealed together with the demon species on the bottom of the sea, suddenly had a flame-colored light, and his whole body slowly melted into the light. Feeling gone.
On Taoxian altar table, the human form in the incense mist condensed into reality.
Wang Chuan appeared thousands of miles away, carrying a body that even the great devil Wuduhai couldn't steal, and was transported back to the world by a wish.
"Shiyong, Shiyong..."
Xi Ping felt that he heard Zhi Xiu's voice in a trance, and laughed at himself: Why do I think of Master every time I get beaten? Am I still weaned
But his spiritual sense instinctively followed the voice and chased after it.
"Follow me, come this way." Zhi Xiu's voice was hoarse, with heavy tiredness, but his tone was not urgent - he seemed to be the kind of man who could arrange everything properly even with only one breath left, just smiled before leaving .
Xi Ping muttered in a daze, "You don't have to retreat well, you have to worry too much."
Zhi Xiu: "Because of that unworthy evil... I said, how much did I owe you in my previous life?"
Xi Ping: "Not many, maybe just two white spirits."
Zhi Xiu laughed and cursed: "Get out!"
The laughter was so vivid that Xi Ping woke up suddenly: "Master?!"
Zhi Xiu didn't answer, Xi Ping only felt that Master's voice led him to a very familiar place, a... spiritual altar with no Dao heart, and only a qin on it.
Before Xi Ping came back to his senses, he seemed to have stepped on the ground in a dream and "falled" into the altar.
In Tao County, the reincarnation trees trembling at the same frequency stopped one after another, spreading from the outermost periphery of Tao County all the way to the Snake King Immortal Palace, and finally plunged into the underground secret room.
The cigarettes on the altar table got into Xi Ping's body.
With a "plop", the heart that had been silent for five years jumped.
In the depths of the entire Tao County, it seemed that a heavy heartbeat knocked into people's souls, breaking the short-term stagnation created by the broken law.
People unconsciously burst into tears.
All this happened invisible, and Sanyue Xianshan knew nothing about it.