The heavens preach

At this moment, people who participated in and watched the battle on Wanxian Mountain, as well as other people who watched the battle in different ways in various places in Dao Song Dynasty.

"Who is it that can save someone from Wang Chongyang's hands!"

"What happened just now? Under the sound of the bell, I, who was more than ten miles away from the battlefield, felt that my consciousness could not move."

"That person seems to be the young man who was famous in the world a year ago. After the battle in Luoyang, he was named the No. 1 youth generation in the world!"

"Is it really Chen Xixiang? Is he the same Chen Xixiang from Qingcheng a year ago?"

Seeing that the two great patriarchs of Qingcheng Mountain were about to be killed, the identity of the person who came to save the scene was instantly recognized by some people.

But it was precisely because he recognized it that he couldn't believe it even more.

Because that person was only in the innate realm more than a year ago, how could it be possible that after more than a year, he was able to punch away Wang Chongyang's Dao Artifact that crushed the immortals of the ten realms!

Is this really the same person! ?

Chapter 275 Power belonging to other worlds!

Rumble

The indescribably terrifying coercion, accompanied by the slowly pressing down of the incomparably huge white jade palm, caused the long air flow between the sky and the earth to continuously collapse.

One after another law was deduced under the palm of the white jade, vibrating yin and yang and five elements, and the mountains and rivers were dismantled and reconstructed under it.

This scene fell into the eyes of people who were watching the battle from all over the Dao Song Dynasty, and they were all shocked.

"Even if the Immortals of the Ten Realms have mana like rivers and rivers, it is difficult to achieve such a palm. The law is lingering in it, and it seems to be similar to the stage of the three disasters of the Eleventh Realm."

The Crown Prince of Song Dynasty, Qin Hui and other court spectators on the tall buildings in Luoyang felt inexplicably trembling at Wang Chongyang's blow.

In the thirteen realms of cultivation between heaven and earth, from the second step of being innate to the third step of becoming an immortal, what one cultivates is no longer true energy and physical body, but mana.

Mana has quality.

The Ninth Realm Dharma is like a cloud of mist, which initially fuses the god of nature and one's own true vitality to form "magic power".

But the power of this kind of law can only be regarded as a small success before the ninth and tenth realms. It is just a small law formed by one's own skills, which cannot compare with the laws conceived by the universe itself.

Therefore, the immortals in the No. 11 realm practice, they will start to walk in the direction of the heaven and the earth, and the No. 11 realm practice method is derived.

Crossing the three disasters.

The three calamities are the catastrophes of the heaven and the earth, which bred the laws of the heaven and the earth. By attracting the catastrophe and devouring the power of the laws in the heaven and the earth, let one's mana truly possess the power of the laws of the universe.

At this time, every move can really echo with the heaven and the earth, representing the will of the heaven and the earth.

Wang Chongyang was clearly only an immortal of the tenth realm, but this last palm struck out the power of law similar to that of an immortal of the eleventh realm and three disasters, causing the sky above Wanxian Mountain to tremble, and oppressed the two patriarchs of Qingcheng Mountain in an irresistible posture.

"Has he really entered the eleventh realm?"

In a certain famous mountain Taoist gate in the north of Dao Song Dynasty, a surprised voice resounded through the clouds on top of the mountains. The speaker was a Taoist with a three-legged golden toad hanging on his waist.

If someone who knows him is here, he will know that this person is Bai Yuchan, the famous fifth generation Quanzhen Patriarch of the Southern Sect.

And the one he called Master was passed down to his fourth-generation patriarch, Chen Nan.

Their common first-generation patriarch is Zhang Ziyang, the leader of today's Daoist sect.

Zhang Ziyang accepted Shi Tai as a disciple of the second generation, Shi Tai received Xue Shi as a disciple of the third generation, Xue Shi received Chen Nan as a disciple of the fourth generation, and Chen Nan accepted Bai Yuchan as a disciple of the fifth generation.

Xue Nan and Wang Chongyang were not much different in age, they could be regarded as the same generation in age, and their cultivation was also in the tenth realm, but at this moment, he felt that Wang Chongyang at Wanxian Mountain had overwhelmed the two patriarchs of Qingcheng with his palm, and his face was solemn:

"Kind of like, but not"

Even he couldn't tell whether Wang Chongyang was already a level above him.

All the monks in the Dao and Song Dynasties are paying close attention to the power behind this palm.

Watching it fall with irresistible force on the heads of Huang Shunzhi and Zhang Daobin, the two patriarchs of Qingcheng.

at this time.

In the eyes of the two Qingcheng Patriarchs, only the continuous blasting and raging air collapsed down.

"This blow, I am Qingcheng"

Huang Zu was dejected, with his beard flying, he could no longer see anything, only the palm on top of his head, and only the space in front of him that was trapped by the collapsed lock of this palm came towards him.

"I didn't expect that since the ancestor Tianshi entered Qingcheng Mountain to practice, leaving behind the dragon and tiger swords to be obtained by me and my brother, it is only 600 years, and today they will be wiped out of the world."

As the earth shook and the mountains shook, Zhang Zu, who was known as Zhang Ren of Qingcheng, felt a desperate and irresistible force in the face of this boundless palm.

There was no fear in his heart, only deep unwillingness.

If you die under this palm, you will die. What is not reconciled is that the sword fairy sect left by Zu Tianshi will disappear from the world.

It doesn't matter if they break up, if they lose this battle, the result will be that the entire orthodox gate of Qingcheng Mountain will be annexed by the Quanzhen Sect.

This was the most unbearable humiliation for him.

"Although the two of us can't escape the immortalization today, we must fight for a chance for the descendants of Qingcheng. Junior brother, let's fight to the death!"

Under the palm of his hand, Huang Zu gritted his teeth and jumped up in the face of the majestic pressure of the sky falling. The mana in his body was burning like a dragon.

Under the big hand, it seems to have turned into a fireman!

Thousands of sword qi were shot out with both hands!

Putting on a posture of fighting, everyone can see that this is trying to burn life and do everything possible to drag Wang Chongyang into the water!

boom!

Huang Zu's mana was burning all over his body, and Zhang Zu followed closely behind, trying to achieve a result of both dying together.

Chi Chi! ! !

The sword energy from the two men rushed straight to Xiaohan, whistling and dragging tens of thousands of sharp air currents, which were incomparably radiant, and hit the big hand, slightly shaking the big hand.

Immediately afterwards, two groups of sword light like fireballs from the sun tore everything from the big hand.

Faced with the crazy behavior of the second patriarch of Qingcheng, Wang Chongyang looked indifferent, and pressed lightly with his palm:

"Even if you two return together, it's only a little troublesome for me, so what's the use?"

Under the big hand, an extremely huge divine cauldron was held in the palm, with mountains and rivers embroidered on it, as well as various immortals with fluttering sleeves in high crown robes.

Once it is taken out, a lawful artistic conception that suppresses all things flows on it.

When practicing between the heaven and the earth, the laws of the individual's understanding are not inferior to the laws of the heaven and the earth, it all depends on the level of personal comprehension.

This is precisely where Wang Chongyang is able to use the realm of a ten-level immortal to exert a power similar to the heaven and earth laws of an eleven-level immortal.

It is a Taoist weapon that looks like treasure but not treasure, and looks like god but not god, interwoven for his alchemy and tripod method.

It is not only his method, but also his tool. It is called "One Qi Transforming God Cauldron", which is his unique understanding of the realm of "using Qi to transform gods" to form mana.

The big hand held the tripod to suppress it, and the pressure flowed down like a substance, making the mountains, rivers and terrain below jump instantly.

One more moment!

The mana burning on the two patriarchs of Qingcheng couldn't flow, and they were instantly suppressed by a force all over their bodies.

"Can't even self-destruct?"

Huang Shunzhi despaired.

Seeing the suppressing and obliterating power of this great cauldron, the two of them were about to be completely suppressed in it, obliterating them into dust.

suddenly!

boom!boom!boom!

A large area of ​​shattering appeared in the void in the distance, and a fist that seemed to rise from the years and history followed the ancient and modern history.

clang!

A bell rang, shaking the sky and the ground, and the ripples spread out into ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading over tens of hundreds of miles!

Accompanied by the transmission of the bell tones, one after another spiritual energy particles boiled violently over Wanxian Mountain, and in the next second, they seemed to be suppressed from the level of time and space.

The endless spiritual energy particles were instantly frozen in the void.

"what happened?"

"Who is this who killed it out of nowhere!!"

All the people watching the battle at Wanxian Mountain were shocked, and as if feeling something, they all looked towards one direction, which was the direction of the void in the sky, and a fist like a day rising from the sea rose up.

Then, it turned into an incomparably huge fist, piercing through layers of void, and penetrating here!

Countless void turbulence along the way was disturbed and scattered!

Under this fist seal, the cauldron that wanted to obliterate the two Qingcheng patriarchs, Huang Shunzhi and Zhang Daobin, was instantly fixed in the void. Very slowly!

"This breath is"

The two Patriarchs of Qingcheng watched in disbelief at the big tripod above their heads hovering there, no longer pressing down, and the danger was relieved.

boom!

But Wang Chongyang was the most surprised and discolored, even though he turned his head quickly, he was still a step too late, as if his thoughts were running in difficulty at the moment the bell rang.

That's why I only had time to see a huge fist piercing through it, and instantly smashed it on my "One Qi Transforming God Cauldron".

Boom! ! !

An earth-shattering loud noise came from the sky.

Wang Chongyang's big cauldron was smashed by the fist that came from across the sky and flew up into the sky!

Whoohoo! !

When the big tripod was punched from the heads of Huang Shunzhi and Zhang Daobin, the two Qingcheng patriarchs under the tripod immediately resumed their actions!

"Who will save us!"

Wang Chongyang's voice was low in the sky, and his eyes were quiet with a deep gaze, looking in the direction of the punch.

"Who is coming!"

All the people watching the battle here are boiling.

To be able to knock Wang Chongyang's cauldron flying with one punch, what level of power must this have reached?

Is it the real fairy of the eleven realms?

call

In the void at the end of the boundless sky, in the direction of the punch, a young Taoist in a black and white Taoist robe came slowly.

I saw that the young Taoist had a tall and straight body, and his temperament was superb. Although he only took a gentle step, every step he took would tear apart the void.

After a few steps, he reached the sky above Wanxian Mountain and stood in front of the two Qingcheng Patriarchs.

Seeing the visitor, Huang Shunzhi and Zhang Daobin said in unimaginable unison:

"Hey! Xixiang!?"

They thought that it was anyone who came to save the two of them, but they didn't expect it to be this young man.

Another moment, they felt the majestic and surging temperament of the young man in front of them, and they were shocked.

"What! How could it be you! You! Your cultivation!!"

Although the fluctuation of mana in the ninth realm can only be detected from the person in front of him, but

The terrifying power hidden under this appearance, which they cannot understand, seems to be different from any cultivation power in the world of Dao and Song Dynasties.

Chen Xixiang finally made it to this fight, and rescued the two patriarchs with great danger.

At this time, he sighed: "The two patriarchs have worked hard, I am late."

At this moment, people who participated in and watched the battle on Wanxian Mountain, as well as other people who watched the battle in different ways in various places in Dao Song Dynasty.

"Who is it that can save someone from Wang Chongyang's hands!"

"What happened just now? Under the sound of the bell, I, who was more than ten miles away from the battlefield, felt that my consciousness could not move."

"That person seems to be the young man who was famous in the world a year ago. After the battle in Luoyang, he was named the No. 1 youth generation in the world!"

"Is it really Chen Xixiang? Is he the same Chen Xixiang from Qingcheng a year ago?"

Seeing that the two great patriarchs of Qingcheng Mountain were about to be killed, the identity of the person who came to save the scene was instantly recognized by some people.

But it was precisely because he recognized it that he couldn't believe it even more.