Ming Dynasty Emperor System

"What is the three-color aura of Ancestor Bodhi? Why is it so lethal?" Master Wuchao asked cautiously.

The Taoist clone glanced at Yang Jian and Master Wuchao behind him, and said lightly:

"That three-color aura is not a magic weapon. It is a spell condensed by Patriarch Bodhi using the soul blood of two generations, collecting the essence and fire of heaven and earth, and all the ways of all things. It is similar to my Chaos Qi, but it is completely different in effectiveness. .”

"What's the difference? My Lord, your Chaos Qi must be stronger, right?" Master Wuchao flattered him at the right time.

"There is no distinction between superiority and inferiority." The expression of the Taoist clone was as usual, as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with him. The stars in his eyes were shining, but there was no emotion at all. "The energy of chaos transforms all things. It has endless magical uses. The three-color aura contains three truths and is astonishingly powerful."

When Master Wuchao heard this, he nodded in understanding, but Yang Jian said abruptly:

"If you two were to fight, who would win?"

As soon as he said this, Master Wuchao's face froze, he bumped Yang Jian's shoulder covertly, and used his eyes frantically to signal him not to speak nonsense, but the latter stared at the Taoist clone seriously, as if to learn from his expression See the flaws and never give up until you achieve your goal.

After listening to this, the Taoist clone was silent for a long time. The three-color brilliance reflected on his face, making it look particularly strange.

I saw him slowly raising his hand, and a wisp of mist of mist condensed from his fingertips, and then shot into the three-color light in the sky, causing large ripples, even Bodhi, who was casting a spell to break the barrier, The ancestor looked back slightly in surprise at this moment.

An elusive smile slowly appeared at the corner of the Dao Realm clone's mouth. He gestured to Patriarch Bodhi to indicate that nothing was wrong, and then turned back to answer Yang Jian:

"If I fight against Patriarch Bodhi, I will definitely win. Because his strength has not yet returned to its peak state, and he is only a pseudo-half-saint, his chances of winning are almost negligible. If he can return to his peak... …That’s another story.”

Yang Jian had a complex expression on his face, and he let out a long sigh, accepting the answer.

At this time, Master Wuchao on the side suddenly showed a surprised expression, and the scene reflected in his eyes was even more horrifying!

Looking where he was looking, he saw that the blood-colored altar was wrapped in the three-color aura of Ancestor Bodhi. All the blood-colored runes engraved on the surface fell off, and a blazing light bloomed in mid-air. Shuer Then he rushed towards Patriarch Bodhi below.

The aura emitted by the densely packed bloody runes and its shape, in the eyes of others, are exactly the same as the bloody runes shrouded outside the blood ship!

Yang Jian and Master Wuchao had the same question in their minds at the same time:

"Could it be that there is some connection between the two?"

The two turned their attention to the Dao Realm clone, but the latter behaved extremely normally and did not feel any change at all. The millions of stars in his eyes were flowing very regularly without any fluctuations. It seemed that he had already known that this would happen. matter.

Only by knowing everything well in your heart and controlling the rhythm of many events can you behave so calmly.

At the same time, Patriarch Bodhi in front of the bloody whirlpool was trying his best to break through the barrier represented by the whirlpool. In the spell-casting state, he closed his eyes tightly and chanted a mantra in his mouth, using all his strength to condense the three-color spiritual light. He drew his bow and was about to shoot. Oblivious to the danger above.

"Sir, should we..." Master Wuchao asked hurriedly, but in the middle of the sentence, when he looked closely, he suddenly found that the Taoist clone had disappeared from the place, and the next words stopped abruptly.

Yang Jian and Master Wuchao turned their eyes and finally saw the figure of the Tao realm clone at the center of the dense blood-colored runes.

"What is he doing?" Yang Jian murmured in a low voice with a look of horror on his face.

However, I saw that the Dao Realm clone was wrapped in strands of chaotic mist, and the blood-colored runes were flying all over the sky. It was as if the Dao Realm clone was nothing, passing through, but it was like passing through an incorporeal shadow. There are no obstacles.

At this moment, the dense blood-colored runes were already in mid-air, converging to form a huge bloody dragon that covered the sky and the sun. It formed a sharp contrast with the extremely huge arrow. At least it was not weaker than it in terms of size, but its aura The aspect is difficult to capture.

Densely packed blood-colored runes flew wildly, like a giant arctic dragon lunging downwards with its teeth and claws bared. The target it wanted to devour was the unsuspecting Ancestor Bodhi!

At the same time, the Dao realm clone inside the bloody dragon moved!

Yang Jian and Master Wuchao felt a flash of dazzling light, their pupils felt dull, and they couldn't help but close their eyes. When they opened their eyes, what they saw was the expansion of the Tao realm clone. Transformed into a giant standing tall on the sky and the earth.

A light shield composed of strands of chaotic mist was grasped on his left hand to withstand the bloody dragon's crazy downward impact, and in the palm of his right hand, colorful brilliance bloomed!

Before Yang Jian and Master Wuchao could react, the Taoist clone already had a colorful sword in his right hand. He held a shield in his left hand to block the powerful impact of the bloody dragon, and swung the sword fiercely with his right hand, tracing a perfect trajectory. , slashing down towards the bloody giant dragon.

Poof - a sound like a balloon exploding.

But he saw that there was a thin white line in the middle of the bloody dragon's body. Looking closely, it was the sword light of the colorful long sword that penetrated its body!

Under the chop of the colorful long sword, the giant blood dragon trembled all over, split into two, and collapsed instantly. The blood-red runes all over the sky shot out in all directions in a chaotic manner. Under the protection of Zhu Houzhao, there was not a trace of blood. Runes can touch Patriarch Bodhi.

But Yang Jian and Master Wuchao were really in trouble. They were on the edge of the bloody altar, and there were tens of thousands of bloody runes attacking towards them!

Faced with this unreasonable disaster, Yang Jian and Master Wuchao, who had affected the city, had no choice but to summon their magical weapons, and when they waved them, they fired hundreds of spells and swords, trying to stop the bloody runes coming at a rapid speed.

But obviously, they underestimated the power of the blood rune.Although the Dao Realm clones can only be dealt with with one sword, and they are still facing a large formation composed of all the blood-colored runes, the gap between them and the Dao Realm clones is huge.

All the attacks directed at the blood-red runes were shattered by the breath before they even got close, turning into powder and scattering in the wind.

Yang Jian and Master Wuchao panicked and were about to use their strongest spells, but as the wind roared, tens of thousands of bloody runes penetrated the space barrier and rushed directly in front of them. A strong fishy smell assaulted their nostrils. !