The sky trembled crazily, and the clouds were turbulent. As for the land occupied by the two of them, it seems that it has already shaken, swayed, and it is about to collapse.
This is the martial arts, you can borrow the power of the void, and even the rules of heaven and earth. Of course, Ming Zhentian is far from this level. It is just a companion of the mighty power when the martial art is released, nothing more.
The Zhang Xiaotian who was trapped in the center was like a leaf that was swaying by wind and rain, always in danger of being annihilated.
All of this, if it were to change individuals, I am afraid that the other party would have blown it up long ago. Only Zhang Xiaotian relied on Shaking Heaven's Palm to shake the sky, and the power is not weakening the other party.
The three-foot sword's edge was even more fully demonstrated by him, really like the sun reappearing.
He is like a sun chaser, pushing the stars to fight, and his power is really amazing. This is naturally a martial intention, and there may be a faint martial will brewing.
All the opponent's offensives were resolved by him in this way.
"Clang!" The sound like the ringing of a big purple bell alarmed this time and space.
Among the two of them, only the overflowing spiritual shock wave caused this world to shudder and turn the earth into ashes.
In the center of the light, in the blur, two human figures flew out of each other. The two were smeared with gas, and the clothing even sparked sparks.
It was tens of feet long, and the smoke was flying, and he barely stopped his figure.
"Your martial arts are not easy!" Ming Zhentian wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said Shen Shen.
Zhang Xiaotian was startled, a little unclear.
"Today is not suitable for a big battle, let's fight another day!" Ming Zhentian said.
Zhang Xiaotian still didn't say anything.
With that said, Ming Zhentian turned and walked away.
"Nine Netherworld (Cang) Hai laughed, and the heroes of the heavens bowed their waists.
"Shoot the ancients and the sky is today, and I am domineering throughout the ages."
Faintly, this kind of verse came, it is domineering, world-famous, and despise the powerful.
This person's rebelliousness is really rare in ancient times. Many people sigh this way, but they seem to have such strength.
"Cultivation is unsympathetic, unwilling to become a arrogant celibate, and be alone in the sky. The childhood sweethearts don't dare to forget, even if they die, they won't regret it, just to win a beautiful smile."
Zhang Xiaotian also chanted a poem. It was made from time to time, and the voice was spread far away. The main target was Zhang Xiaoyue.
Seeing Ming Zhentian returning to his camp, many people wiped out a cold sweat, and they were scared in their hearts. They also felt lucky and even proud of their wise choice.
People like Ming Zhentian can become their own adversaries, so it's best to avoid them.
"Brother, what can I do?" Ming Ye's face was not good, it could even be said to be pale.
"I am destined to suppress the heaven and earth, and the hero of the world, what are you afraid of?" He said lightly, with a flash of aura, he changed his clothes, ordinary, and treasures hidden in the world.
"Brother, has your original sword energy condensed yet?" Ming Ye changed the subject and said with hope.
"This step must go to the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and you are not his opponent. If you can avoid it, you can avoid it. Only I can suppress him." Ming Zhentian said domineeringly.
"Then congratulations brother, get another war servant!" Ming Ye laughed.
The two women naturally didn't know Zhang Xiaotian's intentions, they were all startled, and when they saw Zhang Xiaotian looking over, they all smiled back.
This smile caused Zhang Xiaotian's heart to tremble suddenly. She really didn't seem to remember herself. This was Zhang Xiaotian's conjecture, could it really come true.
His heart was horrified, and he really didn't want to believe this fact.
"Are you all right!" The disciple beside him said cautiously, looking at Zhang Xiaotian who was stuck in a daze.
Zhang Xiaotian was stunned. It's a very time, but I can't recognize each other, but the anxiety in my heart is getting more and more intense.
As the battle between the two ended, nine golden avenues, soon, the winner came out.
They are Hehuan Sect, Foundry Sect, Haohai Sect, Qin Yu, Sky Profound Sect, Heavenly Desire Sect, and Ice and Snow Sect. The other two paths are composed of casual repair teams, or are inferior to the top forces. Power, preempted.
In the end, the remaining monks can only be reduced to a group of backwards, even like Qin Yu, leaving behind terrible puppets of spiritual power, shocking them, and not allowing others to follow up.
Zhang Xiaotian and the others climbed along this broad and majestic road. The footsteps fell, and I felt very stable, and it was generally the same as the road of gold and stone.
As we walked, the road scene has changed, and it was originally a majestic and supreme road stretched by Jinguang.
It's hard to imagine that the magnificent golden road, in an instant, is already dark, dark and dark, howling ghosts and wolves, and black smoke everywhere.
Vaguely, it was as if the door of the nether hell had been opened, with a ghost circling its head, which was extremely gloomy.
"It seems that the tragic grievances of the war still remain in the core of the Holy Sepulchre." Someone said with a trembling voice.
This road is the disciple of Haohaizong. Not far behind the twelve are the monks of various religions and some powerful casual cultivators.
"Yin Qi gathers spirits!" Tang Teng said.
"My soul, there is a shuddering feeling... Is that a yin spirit?" Zhang Xiaotian said. Yinling is not inferior to Zhang Xiaotian's soul.
The black air is overflowing, and some unreal ghosts pass by from time to time.
"Everyone gathers together to resist yin with anger." Suddenly someone suggested.
"Yes, yin and yang complement each other, regenerate and restrain each other, and everything is innocent!" Zhang Xiaotian said.
The more they went up, everyone found more and more ghosts. The most frightening thing was that they hadn't attacked, or someone was attacked by ghosts and died in terrible conditions.
"Yin qi enters the body, only anger and our righteous qi can resist the advancement!" someone shouted.
In the end, the cultivators of various factions came around the disciples of Haohaizong with a trace of awe, and they marched forward together.
"Really useful?" Some people just want to try their luck, but don't want to really succeed.
Those ghosts only dared to hover outside the people, gradually, and even disappeared.
However, those sects that prevented him from sending monks to enter had suffered.
The worst is Qin Yu, their puppets have been shocked on the spot, no one dared to enter the thunder pond for half a step.
As a result, they fought blood all the way, but the ghosts, even though they didn't have much remaining spiritual power, had the spirit, that was the ability that the cultivators of the spirit realm had. At that time, they complained and felt miserable.
"What is that..." Once the overlord compromised, many people didn't know how to be grateful, but turned against the guest and ran directly in front of Hao Haizong.
But they didn't care about anything. This is self-confidence, but also a kind of tolerance.
Before, they had experienced a very terrible thing. A ghost stood upright, reaching a height of hundreds of meters, overflowing with monstrous death, and two eyes, as black as ink, like black holes, which can attract people's anger.
Many monks were trembling, and those who were careless were even more sifted and almost fell. In the hearts of the people, there were waves of panic, and a gust of cold air attacked them.
However, this ghost was just a ghost roar, rumbling past, the mountains and rivers trembled, everything was silent, a dead silence, terrifying to the sky.
At this moment, a small river is shimmering, the water flow is slow, gurgling past, and it is blocked in front, and the mist is overflowing above it, and it is almost immortal.
Everyone was shocked, this small river is full of vitality, it is hardly a rare treasure, the water of life.
The most important thing is that there is a tree erected in the middle of the water, the greenery is shining, the leaves are extremely lush, covering the whole small tree.
"That is the spirit source fruit, so rich in life essence!" Someone behind exclaimed. Ahead, there is a monk directly, with red eyes, running forward.
Spirit source fruit contains the source energy of life, so it is called spirit source fruit, which has the word source, the origin of life.