Chapter 927: A Little Accomplishment

cold moon, cool breeze...

Under the icy moonlight, the earth was bright and clean, and the Seven Star Sect was covered with a layer of sacred brilliance, shining white. In particular, Lingyuan Lake not far from Absolute Sword Peak is even more silvery, and the Lingquan is bubbling with aura.

Ouyang Ming stood on the top of the mountain and looked down into the distance. The breeze blew on his face, and the smell of alcohol on his body faded away, and his eyes gradually recovered.

He shook his head and smiled wryly: "What happened today? There are so many emotional fluctuations..."

After sitting for a while, he got up resolutely, followed the rugged mountain path, and returned to the small courtyard. The mixed emotions in his heart had completely dissipated.

People are like this. Sometimes, they can’t control their inner emotions at all. Greed, anger, ignorance, love, evil desire, hate and parting, this is a human being. If you can stay calm and composed all the time, then you are not a human being. , but a machine.

In the hut, the candlelight was flickering, Ouyang Ming let out a low growl in his heart, and a line of golden characters appeared in the spiritual world again, this is the only thought formula.

The last time he practiced the Wei Nian Jue ended in failure, but this time, Ouyang Ming's spiritual strength has been greatly improved, and even his cultivation base has reached the high level of the spiritual master. It can be said that the whole person has undergone a radical change .

The text remains the same as last time.

"With one thought, the stars are broken, and with one thought, the rivers and seas are dried up. All things in the world, whether they are born or prospered, whether they die or perish, are all within my one thought."

Ouyang Ming chuckled, thinking in his heart, he really is domineering, this method of nourishing domineering with kingly air is really strange.

As soon as the thought moved, I fell into it, gathered Qi and breathed out, and began to practice the first chapter of Wei Nian Jue, the voice of gods and demons.

He sat cross-legged, his fingers interlaced, forming a strange and ghostly handprint.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

After a hundred breaths, the spiritual world buzzed continuously, as if thousands of mosquitoes were flapping their wings at the same time, making people upset. If you can't control your heart, how can you talk about cultivation?

He opened his eyes, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

I wondered secretly in my heart, could it be that the method was wrong, why couldn't I even achieve tranquility?

With a turn of his gaze, he dissipated the only thoughts in the spiritual world, and in just a moment, he was already guarding the spiritual altar, round as one, his aura sank into the bottom of his heart, his aura dissipated, and he merged into this world, with a radius of tens of feet Everything within is within his grasp. This kind of mastery is different from the mastery when arranging formations. It doesn't have the kind of domineering that can be said to be the law of the world, but it is more detailed. The wind and grass, the sprouting of vegetation, can't escape Ouyang Ming's induction.

His eyes opened, and the suspicion in his eyes was even more serious.

This...how could it be so strange? Although he failed to cultivate successfully last time, he couldn't even achieve tranquility.

After thinking for a long time, suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and a word suddenly popped out, that is-overbearing.

The Wei Nian Jue is the secret technique of the dragon clan, which is extremely powerful, and the most notable feature of the dragon and phoenix clans is domineering, extremely domineering. If Ouyang Ming didn't have the majestic spirit of making the stars on the chessboard and the strings on the earth, how could he have mastered Wei Nian?

After the idea was clear, Ouyang Ming immediately figured out the trick, it was as if a matter of course, everything was so natural.

Ouyang Ming didn't rush to practice Wei Nian Jue,

Instead, I thought of centrifugation.

Yes, it is Centrifugation, recalling in my mind the scene of burning blood when I escaped in the hands of Centrifuge, and the scene of throwing a blood coagulation spear to trigger self-explosion...

The blood in his body seemed to be ignited, and an indestructible sharpness emerged from his body, which was an unstoppable determination. At this moment, Ou Yangming thought of a sentence he saw, Nitian still has life, but Niwu is absolutely impossible.

With a long roar, he said: "What is only thinking, all things are broken, and I am the only one thinking!"

The moment the sound came in, the big characters in the spiritual world turned into a golden light, which was imprinted in Ouyang Ming's soul.

He only felt a stabbing pain in the spiritual world, and he felt dizzy.

When he opened his eyes, he had come to the top of a mountain, and in front of him was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​bones. A young man in white is riding a white horse, holding a wine jug in his left hand and a long sword in his right, with blood dripping down the long sword. Behind him, there is a corpse about ten feet high, with densely packed human heads piled up next to it, like a hill, with extremely ferocious expressions, even more horrified, as if they have seen something unbelievable before they were alive. And in front of him, there are countless spirit beasts and human races, with solemn faces, at least tens of thousands, all with extremely strong aura, and those with the lowest cultivation have reached the realm of venerables.

This should be the inherited memory hidden in the Wei Nian Jue? Ouyang Ming glanced at it, thought to himself, and then looked around.

The man in white took a sip of his wine and said softly, "Have you finished coming? With so few people, you want to keep me? Isn't it too wishful thinking?" The voice was flat, telling the truth. The shock was simply unimaginable. It seemed that if he said he couldn't stay, then he definitely couldn't. He hung the gourd on his belt, with a relaxed expression on his face, without any trace of worry.

"Hmph, you're courting death! The strong Feng clan will be here in a while, you won't be able to leave!" Someone shouted.

"Oh, is that so?" The man in white chuckled, flicked his fingers, and a wave of finger wind popped out from his fingertips. The speed was so fast that it directly blew the speaker's heart into pieces. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and a strong suction burst out, directly grabbed the person in his hand, cut off the head, and threw the head on the hill of piled heads like throwing garbage.

Those who saw this scene had only one thought in their minds, and that was domineering, indescribably domineering.

The man in white chuckled, rode a white horse, and walked towards the crowd. Every time he took a step, the tens of thousands of people in front of him would take a step back.

"Let's go together and kill this dragon. If he leaves, everyone who comes here today will die!" A man in Tsing Yi roared in a muffled voice.

"Well, I don't believe it. We have so many masters, but we can't hold him back. As long as the Phoenix clan strongman arrives, even if he is strong, he will only fall. We are already on the string, so we have to make a move, let's do it!"

The sound spread, and immediately got the support of many people present. They all took out the magic weapon flying swords and rushed forward, a tragic breath followed.

The man in white had cold eyes and said with a smile, "You don't even know how far you are from me."

With a light touch on the toes, he jumped up, a majestic momentum swept across the world, a golden light burst out from his eyes, and he made a formula with his hands like flying, and said in a low voice: "Just read the formula, destroy the stars, and when you think about it, everything will wither!" Before he finished speaking, a golden light burst out from his eyes, completely filling the entire world.

The tyrannical spiritual power filled the golden light, turned into a golden storm, and crushed forward. Everywhere it passed, there were cracks in the space. If I really want to describe it, it's like a heavy hammer hitting porcelain, because The contained power is too great, and countless mottled white spots appear.

With one blow, the tens of thousands of people were reduced by half.

The earth was stained red with blood, and it could even be described as a river of blood.

He was dressed in white, not even the slightest mess in his hair, and he slowly landed on the white horse and sat down.

There are stumps and broken arms everywhere. He rode a white horse and walked forward. No one dared to stop him. What is bullying? This is bullying.

At this moment, there was a phoenix cry in the sky, the wind and cloud reversed, and the color of the world changed.

"As expected of the dragon clan who has cultivated Wei Nian Jue to great success, it is really extraordinary to nourish its arrogance with kingly aura." When the voice spread in all directions, a hundred-foot-long phoenix struck from the sky. His feathers are gorgeous and colorful, as if he has condensed all the luck in the world, and is unparalleled in beauty, reflecting the sky in a colorful and radiant way.

The eyes of the man in white also became dignified.

"Om..." With a long cry, the fog within a hundred miles was turned upside down, the mountain peaks were shattered, and the man in white turned into a hundred-foot-long golden dragon, soaring into the sky. His body was covered with the most sacred gold color, becoming the only color in the world , Suppressing all the rays of light, under this long roar, the space in front of him, as if being scratched by countless blades with thin and dense marks, shattered inch by inch, and crushed away towards the phoenix.

A dragon and a phoenix fight in the sky.

The scene in front of me suddenly fluctuated violently, and all the pictures came to an end.

Ou Yangming returned to an ordinary small courtyard of the Seven Star Sect, the moonlight was cold, shining in through the window, his eyes were shining brightly, and he thought to himself, so this is the only idea.

Everything in the world, life and death, is all in one thought.

Thoughts moved slightly, Qi gathered and exhaled, this time, he fell into tranquility in less than a breath.

The cultivation method of Wei Nian Jue has become countless avenues entrenched in Ouyang Ming's mind, and it will happen naturally without any obstruction. A sense of domineering slowly emerges from him, and his understanding of Wei Nian Jue is getting deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, he gathered his breath, moved his throat, and let out a strange voice.

This is the Wei Nian Jue has reached the point of Xiaocheng, this is the voice of gods and demons. And at the moment when the sound spread, it seemed that even the breeze blowing gently outside the window stopped, and where the sound passed, there was a tearing force that shocked Ouyang Ming, and it seemed to be able to It's like tearing apart everything in this world.

Ouyang Ming's eyes opened and closed, he was overjoyed.

He secretly thought in his heart, even though Wei Nian Jue is only a small achievement, if he unexpectedly roars out the voice of a god and demon, even against the peak spirit, it will have the wonderful effect of establishing the victory.

Of course, what Ouyang Ming is looking forward to even more is when the Wei Nian Jue is cultivated to great success.

But he saw that the man in white used the Wei Nian Jue, gathered his energy and breathed out, and killed tens of thousands of people with one blow.

And he has the unique spiritual world of the Phoenix Clan, and the Wei Nian Jue happens to be based on spiritual power. The stronger the mental power, the stronger the attack power. If Ouyang Ming can combine the Wei Nian Jue with the unique spiritual world of the Feng Clan, Cooperating with each other, what kind of brilliance can this dragon secret method bloom in his hands?

Thinking of this, Ouyang Ming also became short of breath, wishing he could let out a long howl.

Taking a deep breath, Ouyang Ming forcibly suppressed this thought, and continued to ponder it carefully.

Ouyang Ming's current combat power is enough to defeat ordinary peak spirit practitioners of casual cultivators. Even peak spirit practitioners with inheritance can deal with it calmly. In any case, he can be regarded as a master in the spirit world. ...

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