Chapter 985 Seven Colors

The charming sunshine and deep starlight are falling from the sky at the same time, and the breeze is gentle.

The quietness is somewhat charming, a scene of leisurely contentment.

The distance of the last step was like a moat in front of Ouyang Ming, like a whole world separated by a sea of ​​fog.

"No, it's still not right..." Ouyang Ming kept deducing in the spiritual world, but no matter which direction he went, it was a dead end. It seems that as long as this step is missed, his soul will be scattered and his body will disappear. This feeling is so strong, so real.

This step is just hanging in the air, unable to fall for a long time.

"What to do, what to do?" Ouyang Ming was extremely anxious.

The golden spiritual power has already been mobilized to the extreme, based on the heavenly stems and earthly branches, it is rapidly derived.

But the more this happened, the more he couldn't go on this step. All kinds of causes and effects are connected, and the situation that affects the whole body is criss-crossed. This last step actually connects all the vegetation and gravel in the entire valley. This is not one step, but a thousand steps, ten thousand steps.

Don't be in a hurry, you must not be in a hurry. Ouyang Ming growled in his heart.

The fire of the phoenix and the devouring power in his body were running crazily, half of his body was scarlet, and the other half was pitch black, like a yin and yang diagram of a wooden fish that kept spinning.

The two forces do not interfere with each other, like two independent systems, constantly rotating.

The force grew stronger and stronger, turning the sky above the valley red on one side and black on the other.

And Ouyang Ming's body is at the intersection of red and black, such a picture is hard to describe.

It was as if even the fear in He Jian's mind had dissipated, only this picture was left in his eyes, he was stunned for three or four breaths before recovering, and there was only one thought in his mind - what kind of force is this? .

And as this force surfaced, the complicated thoughts in Ouyang Ming's mind also calmed down.

I secretly thought in my heart, there are fifty great ways, and nine out of forty in Tianyan, let me escape one of them.

There is still a glimmer of life left in the way of heaven, let alone others? Thinking about it this way, all the messy thoughts in my heart are gone, leaving only a clear understanding.

From the first step into the valley, I recalled it carefully, peeled off the cocoon, and glimpsed the leopard.

Even his eyes were closed, his face was indifferent, and he was making a gesture with both hands, but one foot was hanging in the air. No matter how you looked at it, it gave people a strange feeling.

Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, and three gives birth to all things.

The formations fused in Qiu Chengwang's memory, the formations laid out by Xu Junqing in the death forest, the formations integrated into the five elements outside the light curtain, and various restrictions, what he learned seemed to be refined by an unimaginably large furnace, and then There is no fixed way to arrange the formation, whether it is curved or straight, round or square, it is all within one's own mind. This is the threshold to get a glimpse of the way of the formation. This step, even the venerable who has passed away to blissful bliss, cannot do it .

Ouyang Ming opened his eyes, and a bright line appeared in his mind.

Without hesitation, he stepped out and came to the coffin carved from top-grade spirit stones.

He took out the incense candle from the interspatial bag and mourned for a moment. This is the truth that the old craftsman taught him since he was a child, it is better to demolish ten temples than destroy one grave. You don’t need to worship the true Buddha in temples, but you must have the respect you should have when you encounter lonely graves and coffins.

In his words, even if there are ghosts in this world, they are all hidden in the ruined temple.

At the same time, he whispered softly: "Please forgive me for disturbing the peace of the senior, the boy has to offend in order to solve the mystery."

He Jian also walked to his side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, but did not speak.

The two of them looked at each other, their spirits merged into one, their fingers lightly touched the coffin, and a massive amount of spiritual energy struck, extremely pure, beyond what the spirit world could achieve. Under the washing, the hidden diseases and dark wounds on the two of them instantly recovered. The lid of the coffin slipped slightly, and a scorching light spread out, directly filling the entire valley, suppressing the sun's rays, like a burning star, becoming The only color in this world.

Ou Yangming only felt a stabbing pain in his eyes, and his head sank, as if he was stuffed in the bottom of the sea, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

When he opened his eyes again, he had come to a vast square.

Ten hundred-foot-high alchemy furnaces stood in the square, and the flames soared into the sky, making the sky tremble.

A white-haired young man stood with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in white and carried a sword box behind his back. Within a hundred feet around him, even the void trembled. But for some reason, just by taking a look at him, one can feel the sadness on his body, and this will seems to be able to infect the world.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a sharp sword glow flashed past. In a flash, countless sword glows condensed out of thin air and wrapped around him, as if he was meeting a sword fairy.

He raised his hand and pressed it, and said in a calm voice, "I use the flowers of the other side as a guide, and the essence and blood of the dragon and phoenix as the source, to refine the seven-color pill. Today is the time to open the pill."

Without seeing him move at all, the lids of the ten alchemy furnaces flew up in an instant, shining like glazed glass, and a rich fragrance spread out in all directions.

The white-haired young man is dark and indifferent.

But suddenly, the sky darkened, dark clouds covered the sun, lead clouds hung low, and electric dragons and snakes danced.

The black cloud became lower and lower, and a majestic pressure fell from the sky. There were spots of red in the dark cloud, and it fell silent within a thousand miles.

The black cloud brewed for a moment, "Boom..." A thunderbolt the size of a bucket fell from the sky, spread instantly, and turned into a hundred roads, majestic like rain, it turned out to be thunder falling like rain, this is Dan Jie!

The white-haired youth didn't hesitate, raised his hand and pinched it, and the thunderbolt instantly shattered.

He laughed wildly: "Even if I use my body to block the robbery, what can you do to me if I hold the sky above my head? The big deal is, I'll brush it away. If Huang Tian doesn't die, how can the blue sky stand!"

This scene shocked Ouyang Ming who was outside the square.

Generally speaking, all things have to go through the catastrophe. There is a catastrophe when the human race and the beast race break through the catastrophe and become a venerable, and there is a catastrophe when the pills and magic weapons reach a certain level. But the power of the catastrophe cannot be interfered with by external force, it can only rely on the power of the spirit of transcending the catastrophe. Once other forces are mixed in, the power of the catastrophe will become extremely terrifying and endless.

But now, the young man in white in front of him actually crushed Thunder with his bare hands.

This simply does not take heaven and earth into account!

Sure enough, the thundercloud became angry, and the black cloud rolled, exuding a palpitating coercion.

The young man smiled coldly and said, "Who are you scaring, you have the ability to kill me?" His expression was disdainful, as if the catastrophe was nothing to him.

"Boom..." Countless blood-colored thunderbolts fell from the sky, and wherever they passed, there was a palpitating darkness in the space, which seemed to destroy everything. Finally, they condensed together and turned into a thunder dragon transformed from blood-colored thunder, with electric arcs flickering all over its body.

"Dragon?" The white-haired young man mocked, but the next moment, he moved.

Without any complicated movements, he stepped on the void, clasped his right hand, pinched the thunder dragon's neck, and pinched it hard.

Thunder Dragon kept struggling and roaring, but couldn't even move at all, as if it wasn't a dragon, but a worm.

Putting his fingers together, with a "boom", the thunder dragon was instantly killed, but he still had a casual expression on his face, as if he had done a trivial thing.

Ouyang Ming gasped, and Xu Aoran's name involuntarily came to his mind. He was sure that the young man carrying the box was Xu Aoran. This feeling was so mysterious that it was hard to describe it in words.

It can be said that this person is the most domineering person Ouyang Ming has seen so far. He regards the world as a humble dog. His strength and strength are probably less than one percent of Xu Aoran's.

The thunder light dispersed, Xu Aoran had a casual expression on his face.

With a wave of his sleeves and a slap of his fingers in the air, he made a gesture of flirting with the sky.

I saw that the thundercloud was directly drawn with a hundred-foot-long crack, which opened like a mouth, revealing a palpitating darkness and depth, and a huge suction force suddenly appeared.

A strange look appeared in Xu Aoran's eyes, he let out a little surprise, and stretched out his hand to attract.

A small sword grew against the wind, and at the end it was a hundred feet long. Every tiny grain could be seen clearly. With a majestic momentum, it slashed towards the crack drawn above the thunder cloud. And from the thunderstorm, there was a muffled roar that was neither human nor beast, which seemed extremely angry!

"Hmph, I have prepared for thousands of years to refine these seven-color pills, so there is no room for mistakes." Xu Aoran sneered.

As soon as the words fell, he pointed a little bit: "Broken!" The voice was very soft, but there was no doubt about it.

This thundercloud actually showed a sign of impending collapse, and after a while, it completely dissipated.

The sky and the earth are clear and the breeze is blowing.

This picture has been thoroughly engraved into Ouyang Ming's soul. He has always maintained a deep respect for the world, and he does not want to get involved in big karma. But at this moment, the thunderclouds in the sky were forcibly dispersed. This is a catastrophe, a manifestation of the will of heaven and earth, which makes Ouyang Ming's heart extremely messy, as if all his thoughts have become unreal.

Xu Aoran raised his hand to grab it, and a finger-sized pill flew out from the ten pill furnaces at the same time.

There are no luxurious words in this world that can describe the color of this elixir, just taking a sip can regenerate flesh and blood.

Suddenly, the halo above the elixir dimmed, and a decaying aura spread out. Although the furnace had just been opened, it seemed to have been stored for ten thousand years, but in an instant, the ten pills turned black completely, turning into black powder and dissipating.

The white-haired man showed a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, but instead he laughed, raised his finger to the sky, and said indifferently: "Today I lost a move. Tomorrow, I will win it back! I want to save her, you can't stop it." The voice was as flat as ever, but in the words, it was extremely decisive.

Immediately afterwards, countless mist floated up, covering the scene.

Ouyang Ming rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and thought to himself, what does the refining of elixir have to do with this coffin? Why did you see this scene when the coffin was opened? Moreover, he tried it before, even if he wanted to wake up, he couldn't do it, as if he was bound by an invisible force.

Suddenly, his mind became blank, like a piece of duckweed, drifting with the current, his eyes were dark, he couldn't see or feel anything, as if he had been exiled. ...

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