Chapter 1917 Ten-Party Rules
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Bei Jinghong gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Unexpectedly, you are ungrateful, crossing the river and tearing down the bridge! Listening to the reed flute, you will not end well!"
On Ling Mudi's cold face, the brows couldn't help but twitched, and said: "Bei Jinghong, you are also a hero of the world, how can you say such childish words. Are you unwilling to fail? If you don't want to be annihilated Dust, tell the whereabouts of the stele spirit, and I can keep you."
"Hmph, what a big joke!"
Bei Jinghong grinned and said: "A puppet who has lost his body, said to keep me, hahaha! Even if I am injured, it is not something you can deal with at this moment!"
A large amount of demon energy gushed out from the body, demonizing the whole body, opened his mouth wide and spit out, a golden wheel flew out, grabbed it in his hand, and protected it in front of him.
A precious tree is engraved on the golden wheel, which blooms in the wind.
Ling Mudi frowned, didn't say a word, just stood there quietly holding the Reverse Soul Whip.
As soon as Xuntian Pitbull stepped on it, it flew to Ling Mudi's side and confronted Bei Jinghong together.
Mopu looked at the magic face, his magic pupils shrunk slightly, staring at the golden wheel with a cold glow, and said coldly: "I never thought that the golden wheel of the law tree of this seat would fall into your hand, it is so deeply hidden."
Bei Jinghong snorted and said, "This dharma tree golden wheel has been silent in my 10↓, dantian. It has been practiced with magic energy for 100,000 years, and it has long since lost its connection with you. It is completely controlled by me. Hidden talk!"
Mopu nodded, and said: "When I came across the border, there were three holy artifacts in the dharma image. The ancient god battlefield, the dharma tree golden wheel, and the two gas cylinders of yin and yang are all lost, but they are no longer needed. .”
These three sacred artifacts were originally his portable profound artifacts. Although their power is infinite, they cannot be compared with the Six Paths Demon Soldiers. It was just a kind of feeling and habit to carry around back then, and it was used to deal with ordinary strong people.
Now that the strength has dropped so much, it is natural that the Six Paths Demon Soldiers are able to block and kill the gods.
Li Yunxiao said impatiently: "If you want to kill Zhenling, do it quickly, what are you talking about here, this young master is still waiting to get out."
Although Bei Jinghong had the Dharma Tree Golden Wheel, he was severely injured when he was beaten by Ah Han's Bone Slicing Knife and Reverse Soul Whip, and he was no longer a threat.
The only worry now is whether Mopu can kill the formation spirit. If not, everyone will be trapped in the seal, and everything will be empty, and there is nothing to think about.
Listening to the reed flute also saw this point, the key to everything lies in the battle between Mopu and Zhenling.
So he was not in a hurry to attack Bei Jinghong, but he raised the whip from time to time to deter Bei Jinghong a few times, so that Bei Jinghong could not calm down and hurt Bei Jinghong. The angry Bei Jinghong was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
Mopu sneered and said: "I fight alone, let you take advantage of it?"
Li Yunxiao said: "What else? Who told me to wait for my lack of strength and powerlessness. Besides, you have taken away my magic yuan at this moment, which is considered my contribution. If you don't want to fight alone, you can return the magic yuan. Me, I will fight him!"
"cut!"
Mopu sneered, and said: "Get out of the way and see clearly, I will deal with you after I kill this group of spirits and avenge the past 100,000 years!"
He is not afraid that Li Yunxiao and others will run away, as long as these few people don't get hurt by it, they will be lucky, not to mention that there are no strong people who can step into the divine way.
A cold light flashed in Mopu's eyes, and he finally made a move.
Zhanbei Jinghong shook his arm before, and once again condensed the Ahan Bone-cutting Knife, and slashed at Zhenling lightly.
The two have been fighting each other for hundreds of thousands of years, and Mopu knows the strength of the opponent very well. Although he is sure to kill the opponent and rush out, it is definitely not possible to win with dozens or hundreds of moves.
So he wasn't in a hurry, and just made a tentative slash. After all, he hadn't used the magic weapon for a hundred thousand years, and only reluctantly used it when it fell on Li Yunxiao twice.
"when!"
The formation spirit did not dodge, but crossed his hands in front of him, and directly blocked it with his arm covered with formation rings!
The vibration of the formation ring was loud, and the lights were shining brightly, and the body of the formation spirit was forced back more than ten zhang.
Except for Mopu, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
It is rare in my life to be able to resist Ah Han's Bone Slicing Knife so easily!
Mopu snorted, but didn't take it seriously, and appeared in front of Zhenling with a flash of his real body.
On the other arm, the treasure of Amolun was shining brightly, and all the twelve blessing wheels on it were unsealed, like a pagoda piercing the clouds, and it slammed up with the sound of a thousand birds!
Zhenling grasped the white ring with both hands, let go in front of him, and formed a barrier extending tens of feet.
"Boom!"
The treasure of Amo Lun was chopped on the white ring, the twelve wheels of blessings spun rapidly, and the magic talismans rolled all over the sky.
The center of the white ring was originally like a mirror of water, a piece of white hazy shimmer, but at this moment, the clouds and rain were stirred up, and the water was sparkling.
Zhen Ling narrowed his eyes, and saw that the water vapor in the white ring was constantly separating, and the sharp tip of Lunbao gradually pierced out.
With his hands together, he made a seal, and flew out with his right arm in a circle, turning into colorful birds in the air, five in total, passing through the barrier.
Mopu's face darkened, and he yelled, Ah Han's bone-cutting knife flew up and slashed at the five colorful birds!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Five shadows of swords were imagined and slashed on the colorful bird, and every time the sword fell, golden light and runes were shaken out.
The five colorful birds immediately turned back into the formation ring, and disappeared in a flash.
When it reappeared, it was already on Mopu.
One ring locks the hand holding the knife, the other locks the arm holding the knife, and a formation ring flies directly on a face, turns into a tight hoop and falls, and locks it on the forehead!
The arm holding Amo Lunbao was also put on two array rings, and was completely locked.
Mopu was taken aback, only felt that Faxiang's headache was about to split, his arms were as heavy as Mount Tai, he couldn't lift them up, he just wanted to sink down.
The blue light flowed from Zhenling's body, and he quickly punched into the center of the barrier with his hands, and the whole barrier shrank and became about ten feet in diameter, and he shot it down.
"Boom!"
The flying magic patterns on the Amolun Bao continued to explode, and the whole sword was repelled back.
The power of the white ring is mighty, like a chariot crushing, Mopu's two arms hang down, with a face full of pain.
He turned his body slightly, a black glow flashed on one arm, and a pitch-black iron plaque lay in front of him, covered with chapped lines, like a tortoise shell.
"Boom!"
A burst of rings hit the shield, shaking a huge spiritual pressure, and the whole space was constantly in a trance, almost crushed.
Li Yunxiao was terrified in his heart, the frequency of the vast power fluctuated in the air, making his blood surge.
He could clearly feel the blood in his body surging, and it was getting hotter and hotter.
That shield was Anan Gansha. In the battle with the Tianmeng overseas, Mopu had descended and used it, which left an impression in Li Yunxiao's mind.
But at this moment, it is not the power of the magic soldier that affects him, makes his blood surge, and his breath becomes manic, but the fluctuations emitted from the white ring.
It was as if a flash of light flashed through my mind, but I couldn't catch it.
"This feeling……"
Li Yunxiao was anxious for a while, as if something important was passing by, but he couldn't grasp it, which made him very anxious!
"Calm down and concentrate on it, and comprehend it well, this is the rule of the ten directions!"
Suddenly the sound of Ling Mudi came from far away, and the eyes of Ling Mudi flashed strange colors. Looking at Li Yunxiao's state, he saw that Li Yunxiao's whole body was flushed red, his pores were all open, and there seemed to be blood dripping out brightly.
Li Yunxiao's body trembled, and he suddenly came to his senses.
It turns out that this paradoxical, important but ungraspable feeling is actually the rules of the divine realm that have disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years in the Tianwu world, making countless warriors dream of it!
When one thought is mastered, all senses are instantly understood!
He has crossed the pinnacle of martial arts in both lives, and he has stayed in the realm of transcendence and sanctification for too long, and finally felt a slight change.
The small ball of divine power at the dantian boiled up at some point and turned into a trickle to moisten his whole body, changing his hair and skin everywhere he passed.
Bei Jinghong's face was livid, and seeing the changes in Li Yunxiao's body, he knew that this was a sign that he was about to step into the realm of gods!
Jumping from martial arts to Shinto is also a very dangerous hurdle, and many people will die if they are not careful.
Bei Jinghong kept praying in his heart, hoping that Li Yunxiao would be killed on the spot, which would save too much trouble.
But contrary to expectations, Li Yunxiao's condition is getting better and better, and from time to time, lightning bursts out of his body, making a "cracking" sound, flickering and then disappearing.
The Dharma Tree Golden Wheel in his hand suddenly moved slightly, and the big tree engraved on the wheel suddenly became alive, as if swaying under the golden light like the sun.
"You better not be stupid!"
Ling Mudi was always on guard against Bei Jinghong, and when he found that his eyes were fixed on Li Yunxiao, he was even more on guard.
The soul-reversing whip grows against the wind and turns into a silver sword.
Xuntian Pitbull also shook his head and called out "moo", the red light on his neck flickered.
Bei Jinghong's complexion changed several times, and his eyes were filled with complex expressions.
After the golden wheel swayed slightly for a few times, it finally stopped, and the light dimmed.
He let out a long sigh inwardly, apparently giving up the shot at this time.
On the one hand, listening to the reed flute and bullfighting, as well as Beizhennan and the crocodile. With the four of them working together, you may not be able to succeed. On the other hand, it is the process of martial arts stepping into the Shinto, condensing the rules of the ten directions, and you may explode if you are not careful. And die, that kind of huge impact will also cause fatal damage to himself.
Under the expediency of the two phases, we still stand still and wait for the situation to change.
Moreover, the white aura of the formation spirit hit Anan Gansha, and the regular fluctuations in the ten directions were shaken out, which was also extremely beneficial to his injuries, like bathing in the sun.
Ling Mudi's eyes flickered, and said: "If you can go out after this battle, these ten-party rules will return to the earth, and the entire Tianwu world will also be able to take on a new look, lasting for hundreds of millions of years."
"Hmph, does this have anything to do with you?"
Bei Jinghong said coldly: "It's just a puppet, what kind of saint are you pretending to be. No matter how long the Tianwu world exists, you won't be able to see it."
Ling Mudi shook his head and said, "A selfish person like you won't understand this kind of thing."
Bei Jinghong sneered and said: "Haha, yes, I am selfish, so what? One hundred thousand years ago, those who were not selfish were all dead, but I am still alive! Only by living can there be hope, and only by living can there be hope." Climbing to a higher peak and staying alive is the last word!"
He got a little excited, and looked at Ling Mudi sarcastically, full of disdain!