Chapter 1229: Crescent Moon Finger!

In the central area of ​​Weiyang, outside the Styx River, the army of the Ming clan and the alliance of the Weiyang clan are fighting.

But at this moment, at the moment when Wang Baole's footsteps rose and fell, Dishan and Taoist Yang in the battlefield, as well as the ancestor of the Yaotong clan, and the burial spirit of Mingzong, all had their hearts fluctuated and looked at them together.

Compared with the three members of the Weiyang family, the feeling of Burial Spirit is stronger, because...his body is just a tree of Burial Spirit, and the tree is grass, so it belongs to the wood way.

Even though Wang Baole's Wooden Dao only covered the Sanctuary of the Left Dao, with the spread of the Dao Rhyme before this moment, Burial Spirit still felt a strong suppression and mental turmoil.

But he didn't have too many surprises, or to be more precise, here in Burial Spirit... there are not many people who are aware of the fundamentals after seeing Wang Baole and Xuanhua touch.

The reason why the other god emperors couldn't see through it was because they didn't practice the wooden way, but... the wooden way of burying spirits made him understand why Xuanhua retreated immediately after returning.

Because...Xuanhua himself cultivated the way of wood!

No matter how strange the black lotus with fifteen petals is, how it changes, it is difficult to change its essence...

Therefore, even though Xuanhua himself was in the cosmic realm, the moment he touched Wang Baole, he was still shaken to the core, producing a mental shock that outsiders could not feel or understand.

Burying Ling understood all of this, so he didn't hesitate at the moment. The moment Wang Baole's Dao Yun dispersed, he immediately backed away. His instinct told himself that he couldn't get close to Wang Baole.

His deepest feeling is that the other party is like a vortex, once he gets close, he will be swallowed into it, and the breath contained in that vortex is like the source of his own way.

The kind of suppression that seems to exist naturally, like a class, makes him feel powerless. Unless he can rebel, or Wang Baole is beheaded, otherwise, this kind of suppression will always exist, and it will become more and more powerful. powerful.

"I want to come to Xuanhua at this moment, and I feel the same way!"

And at the same time as he retreated here, murderous intent erupted in Dishan's eyes, and ripples echoed in the starry sky at the end of his gaze. Wang Baole, dressed in white, with long hair, walked out of nothingness with a calm expression, step by step. The figure seemed to be drawn, first it was outlined, then clear, until it stepped on the battlefield.

The moment he appeared, his dao rhyme had spread out, covering all directions, so that both sides of the battlefield, whether it was Mingzong or the Weiyang Clan Alliance, even if they had different ways of heaven, the power of the five elements was the foundation, so they would have some, so both sides Almost all of the monks' expressions changed, and they retreated one after another.

The feeling of the burial spirit is even more obvious. Even after seeing it with his own eyes at this moment, he has an urge to visit him. Fortunately, his cultivation is advanced, and he forcibly suppressed it with the help of Mingzong's way, and his body retreated rapidly.

This scene made Dishan's eyes narrow slightly. As for the Taoist Yang and the Yaotong ancestor, their pupils shrank. It is true that the way Wang Baole appeared was not too strange, but after his appearance, it actually caused such fluctuations. This...the two of them can't do it.

What shocked these two even more, and even shocked everyone here, especially the Weiyang clan, was that within the second breath after Wang Baole walked out, ripples in the surrounding starry sky reappeared, and a mournful roar seemed to echo in everyone's minds , the nothingness distorted in an instant, and a huge golden beetle suddenly appeared with supreme power and fluctuations that made all living beings tremble!

This... is the way of heaven of the Weiyang clan.

Because of Wang Baole's arrival, it appeared on its own, with madness in its eyes, and even more monstrous hatred and resentment. It kept roaring at Wang Baole, as if resenting Wang Baole for depriving it of the power of wood!

"Noisy!" Wang Baole looked as usual, and after looking around, he spoke lightly towards the roaring Tiandao, raised his right hand, and pointed at it.

In other people's minds, this god-like way of heaven, to Wang Baole, is nothing more than a pet raised by others. Others can do nothing about it, but not including him. The gathering of wood species has made Wang Baole's own personality have reached Therefore, under this finger, the oppressive force suddenly appeared, and immediately made the Weiyang clan's Heavenly Dao retreat rapidly. Although they were still roaring, they were already fearful.

This scene also caused even greater fluctuations in the hearts of the monks on both sides, especially the Taoist Yang and the ancestor Yaotong. They couldn't imagine why they were both the quasi-God Emperor, but Wang Baole Here... it actually made the two of them feel trembling in their hearts.

You know, even when facing Dishan, the two of them have never felt this way. Looking at the entire Weiyang Dao Domain, they only had similar feelings with Chen Qingzi and the ancestor of Weiyang.

And at the moment when these two hearts trembled, the murderous intent in Dishan's eyes suddenly exploded, and his body stepped forward, blurred for an instant, and when he appeared in the next instant, he suddenly appeared in front of Wang Baole, raised his right hand Suddenly, he pressed his palm towards Wang Baole.

The moment he pressed the palm of his hand, a towering giant peak suddenly appeared behind him, and his cultivation base exploded. The Taoist spirit of the universe permeated the four directions and spread the starry sky, making this place directly shrouded in some kind of Within the blockade, in this area, Dishan's Dao will reach its peak, while other people's Dao will be suppressed infinitely.

"Yellow mouth kid!!"

Wang Baole looked calm. Facing the cosmic blow, he didn't dodge. He raised his right hand and waved forward. Suddenly, the wooden path outside his body changed, affecting all directions. The whole body vibrated, and green silk threads came out of most of the cultivators' bodies!

This is the law of wood, because the five elements are the foundation, so most monks must have contact with them in their lives, and as long as they are in contact, there will be traces of themselves, unless they can be cut off by someone like Wang Baole, otherwise, In Wang Baole's perception, these traces of the wooden path can all become his own power.

At this moment, the green silk that emanated from most of the hundreds of thousands of monks came straight to Wang Baole, and swirled around in front of him, forming a vortex. The palm under it and the giant peak behind it are directly entwined.

For a moment, even Dishan felt like being bound. After a cold snort, the rock suddenly collapsed on its own, and was about to suppress it again, but Wang Baole's figure stepped out and disappeared in place.

The moment he disappeared, Taoist Sheep and Patriarch Yaotong's complexion changed drastically. The two of them retreated quickly without any hesitation, but... a little later, Wang Baole's figure appeared directly beside Taoist Yang, With indifference, he raised a finger with his right hand...and pointed at the place where Taoist Yang was before. Although it was empty at the moment, there were two faint words from Wang Baole's mouth, echoing in all directions.

"The waning moon."

With the appearance of these two words, Daoist Yang's expression was horrified. Even though his cultivation was as high as the sky, he seemed to be restricted now. Time distortion appeared outside his body, and his figure seemed to be reversed by time. ... the same place where he was tens of breaths ago!

It is also...the place where Wang Baole's finger landed at this moment, making his finger... directly land on the center of Yang Taoist's eyebrows!

boom!