Chapter 894 Celestial Artifact Suppression, in a Trance

But it is also a heavenly weapon, why is my own mirror frightened?

Wu Ying was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood the reason, her expression changed drastically.

There is also a level of suppression between the elements, and her mirror is already the best among the heavenly weapons, otherwise it would be impossible to trap the white tiger at the peak of the sky, and it would not be coveted by the brothers and sisters of the same school.

And such a powerful mirror, trembling uncontrollably the moment the spirit map appeared.

Over the past few days, Wu Ying has been doing her best to cultivate the Fuguang mirror, which can basically connect her mind and mind, so she is very keen to capture the fear emanating from the mirror.

She glanced at Yang Qingxuan with a complicated expression, remembering that when the two fought for the first time, the other party threw a yellow flag, which made her still have lingering fears, wondering whether the flag was true or not.

And she kept this matter in her heart all the time, and didn't tell anyone about it, otherwise Yang Qingxuan would be in big trouble if it got out.

After the four holy spirit pictures were sacrificed, the four-color radiance emitted immediately suppressed the seven stone pillars, and a large piece of light was directly stripped from the stone pillars and sucked into the spirit picture.

In the entire formation, under the influence of the spiritual diagram, a storm of light swirled like a huge funnel, and countless bursts of light poured into the spiritual diagram and were absorbed into it.

Yang Qingxuan's expression was astonished. He had practiced the picture of the Four Holy Spirits for a long time, and he could feel the flow of spiritual power in the picture, especially the white tiger of the West Palace, which roared from time to time, shaking the entire picture, and the glazed light fluctuated. .

Ni Ba was still trapped in the picture, huddled in terror, afraid of being affected by those terrifying forces, his face was extremely pale.

"This picture is a heavenly weapon!" Outside the big formation, the black shadow stared at the four holy spirit pictures for a while, with a deep look of shock on his face.

Zhuang Quan was equally astonished, nodded and said: "And it's not an ordinary heavenly weapon."

Heiying's eyes lit up, he licked his lower lip, and said in a hey voice: "It seems that today is going to be rewarding, and this large barrier is constantly disintegrating."

Zhuang Quan stared at him, only to see that he was holding five fingers of his right hand, and slowly took out the machete, as if he was about to strike.

Zhuang Quan shrank his pupils, frowned, and said nothing.

...

Yang Qingxuan immersed all his mind in the spirit map, feeling the changes after the power of the white tiger was poured in, and the fusion of the power of the four spirits.

These four holy spirits, Tuxuan Tianji, have not yet been fully refined. Because the power of the Four Saints drawn into it is too weak to meet his requirements, it has always been a tasteless weapon. Fortunately, it doesn't need too much real energy to display it, so I keep it with me all the time, and I can throw it out when fighting, but I don't want to take advantage of Yang Qingxuan.

The white tiger in the picture takes shape, absorbing the light excitedly, and roaring from time to time. At the same time, the glazed light chains all over the sky also become rich under the strength of the white tiger, exuding a charming divine brilliance.

Yang Qingxuan's spiritual consciousness is completely immersed in the picture, feeling the structure and changes of this component, and strengthening his understanding of it.

Suddenly, under the shaking of the glass light chain, Yang Qingxuan's consciousness trembled, and something inexplicably appeared in his mind...

In the dazed world, there is a place with vast clouds and clear light for thousands of miles. Looking up, you can see the endless universe, and looking down, you can see all living things.

In the blue sky and clouds, two men in black and white clothes stood side by side.

The man in black spoke calmly, and said slowly: "Tao is transformed into one, Yin and Yang are two poles in one's life, and yin gives birth to old yin and young yin, and yang gives birth to old yang and young yang. It is the Holy Spirit that is closest to the origin of yin and yang.”

The man in white's eyes flickered, and said: "So, if the Four Sages are captured and refined into a four-image diagram, it is possible to return to the original, transform the power of yin and yang, and even refine the 'Dao diagram'?"

"Theoretically so."

The man in black said in a deep voice, "But the transformation of Dao into one, yin and yang, and four images is a huge loss of energy. If you want to refine it back, the energy you need is immeasurable."

The man in white frowned slightly, and said in thought: "The four spirits each represent an image, so what is the best way to fuse them together?"

The man in black nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "The attributes of the four spirits are all contained in the four treasure books, "Qingyang Martial Arts", "Zhu Xu Holy Code", "Bai Yuxian Jue", "Xuantian Baolu", and The mysteries of these four treasure books are all embodied in the one-style natal supernatural power of the four sages, now I will explain these four-style supernatural powers to you, and you should study carefully."

The man in black withdrew his breath, and made a tactic with both hands, constantly changing in front of him, and a mysterious breath spread out, "This is the natal supernatural power of the Qinglong Holy Spirit—the Dao Mielong Fist, you can see clearly gone."

He pinched the tactic with one hand in front of him, and clenched his fist with the other. A bit of extinction rose from between the seals, like a cluster of green fire in the dark world, turning into a tiny green dragon to wrap around his body.

Under the swimming of the green dragon, the aura around him continued to rise and become violent, and the dragon patterns rushed around like waves, with boundless murderous aura...

Yang Qingxuan trembled all over, his eyes filled with shock, but seeing the starting style of the Dragon Fist in that picture was even more shocking than Jiuqing's.

He instantly understood that the man in black's understanding of Dao Mielongquan was still higher than that of Jiuqing!

Can't help but widen his eyes, staring closely at every move of the man in black!

...

As the Four Holy Spirits absorbed the power of the white tiger, the barrier covering ten miles became dim, as thin as white paper.

In the sky above the formation, there was a flash of murderous intent, and the black figure's body shook slightly before disappearing.

Zhuang Quan's face changed slightly, and he wanted to stop him, but after a second thought, he stopped again, but stared down with a sinister look in his eyes.

The next moment, a black shadow appeared directly behind Yang Qingxuan, raised his scimitar and slashed at him. He said with a grinning smile, "Boy, do you still remember me? Die!"

Yang Qingxuan was immersed in that magical power with all his heart, and he never thought that there would be a sneak attack behind him.

Not only him, but everyone was immersed in the joy of being alive. Hundreds of eyes were staring at the four holy spirit pictures, and they never expected that someone could break in.

If it weren't for the Four Holy Spirit Figures absorbing the power of the Seven Spirit Pillars, the black shadow would not have come in so easily.

"Be careful!" Wu Ying yelled, her shrill voice cut through the air, she rushed over, but it was obviously too late.

The rest of the people also opened their eyes wide, watching in horror.

Yang Qingxuan turned around subconsciously, his face was full of confusion, his eyes were even more hazy, and he turned a blind eye to the people and things in front of him.

He was completely in a state of ecstasy at the moment, his mind was captured by the Dao Mie Long Fist of the man in black in his mind, and he didn't have any distracting thoughts.

At this moment of life and death, Yang Qingxuan suddenly moved, subconsciously raised his hands, one hand pinched the fist in front of him, and the other clenched his fist at the side, completely imitating the movements of the man in black.