Chapter 1082 Chapter 1103-04

"Everyone, a certain family will let you stay today!"

With a cold voice, the middle-aged man threw his big hand, and the lion's head jade seal in his hand was suspended, emitting a burst of monstrous flames, among which the hot flames interweaved into a fire net, which smashed their heads and covered their faces, trying to capture everyone.

Baixiang's smile disappeared, and his body flashed like an illusion for a moment, and then his figure went straight through the fire net.

Frowning, he turned into a tall giant in an instant, but the face of this giant was still unclear, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, and it felt like thousands of faces were constantly exchanging, and everyone else was shocked. in this way.

And Ye Tian was also calm in the face of the fire net, a dazzling sword light flashed instantly from the Qingjue Chongyun Sword in his hand, and that sword light scattered into millions of sword lights in the next instant. It looked like a sword, but in fact it was tens of thousands The swords bloomed together, like a lotus flower in full bloom, flashing a cold light. Those sword glows directly tore through the fire net, allowing the former to walk out calmly.

Seeing this, Fuxi's disciples also followed suit one after another, and began to use their supernatural powers to resist the shackles of the flame net, but judging from their posture, I am afraid that none of them can't break free for a while.

"I really underestimate you even more."

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Tian, ​​who always brought him unexpected.

How could such a junior break free from his huge flame net so easily?

Although it was just a casual blow by myself, logically speaking, Ye Tian's level of cultivation could not resist it.

The latter was stared at by him, but did not feel any discomfort.

Whether it's Tubo that he faced before, or the Patriarch of Tianshan Peak, Dao, Ksitigarbha, etc.

Any one of them is much more powerful than the middle-aged man in front of him. Ye Tian has long been accustomed to the coercion of those strong men, and the latter tried to use his power to crush him, which is obviously asking for trouble.

"You can save these tricks to deal with those fledgling boys, and they are useless to me!"

Ye Tian said.

As soon as the word "Yong" fell to the ground, he saw his figure transform into a bolt of lightning, and the Qing Jue Chongyun Sword in his hand had only a gleam of cold light in his eyes, which was extremely sharp and fast.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he urged the jade seal in his hand, and the dark red air wave turned into a shield to block him.

It's just that at this moment, Bai Xiang took aim at the period, clasped his hands together and turned into a sledgehammer, and slammed it down on the middle-aged man.

"Boom!" One sound.

The figure of the man shot at a comet that fell to the ground, and instantly smashed a big hole through this small mountain.

And those Fuxi's children who were trapped by the fire net couldn't feel the existence of the fire net in the next moment, as if they disappeared out of thin air.

"Be careful, he won't lose so easily."

Baixiangdao.

In fact, he didn't need to remind him at all, how could Ye Tian, ​​who has experienced many battles, not know that with the man's cultivation base of heaven, such a blow can at most injure him, and he cannot be completely defeated.

"You are the first one who can hurt me in so many years."

Sure enough, as Ye Tian and Bai Xiang expected, the figure of the middle-aged man slowly crawled out of the hole.

His clothes were worn out and covered with dust, but his aura remained the same. Even though they were far apart, Fu Xi and the others could feel the power emanating from the man, that is the power of Heaven's cultivation.

"my pleasure."

Baixiang said indifferently.

The angry dragon roared under Ye Tian's feet, gold and silver held him up, half was a sea of ​​golden flames, half was a sea of ​​silver and white swords, and it was surging.

The man's face was as usual, and the jade seal in his hand instantly fell to the ground under a mass of flames and turned into a huge flaming lion.

The lion's hair is dark red, but there is always a flame burning at the end of the tail, and it often roars when facing Ye Tian.

"My baby has not seen a living person for thousands of years. Those who have seen them are now bones. Could you be the next one?"

The man's face was half a smile, and he gently stroked the hair of the lion's head with one hand. The latter roared, and flames spewed from his mouth and nose.

"Just a beast."

Baixiang said in a low voice, and fished towards the lion beast with one hand, but the latter had a trace of humanity flashed in his fiery red eyes, he jumped back with all four hooves to avoid it, and even bit back.

The sharp teeth touched Baixiang's somewhat illusory skin, and a trace of fire poison poured into the body along the skin wound and flowed into the meridians, disrupting the movement of energy in the body.

Baixiang felt a little bit pained, and he threw it away angrily, and the lion and beast took advantage of the momentum to retreat.

Then the former felt a surge of energy in his body, out of his control.

"My lion beast is a bit more poisonous than that poisonous dragon. Your Excellency is so blatant to meet with empty hands, do you want to die?"

As the man said, he suddenly turned into a fiery red whip with a flame in his hand, and lashed towards Ye Tian fiercely.

The latter couldn't avoid it, and resisted with thousands of sword qi, and then saw the long whip directly disperse the sword qi, scattered into strands of sword light that were swallowed by the flames, and fueled the power of the flames.

"This lion beast was captured by me in the Earth Flame Domain. It is contaminated with a bit of Earth Flame Beast. It devours everything and contains ten thousand poisons. It is hard to compare with it in the world. Don't blame me if you are ignorant today."

As the man said, the flame attached to the long whip in his hand instantly turned into crystal blue, and it was very demonic.

"Want to be hot, right? Me too!"

Ye Tian summoned the glazed flame in a single thought, and it turned into a flaming Qingjue Chongyun sword, with golden streamers all over the body, and the radiance emitted was also golden.

The middle-aged man obviously dismissed it, and the flaming whip in his hand swept towards him.

Ye Tian's face was frosty, and he waved the golden sword in his hand, the sword energy emitted was shining golden, containing the pure energy of glazed flames, which could burn the unclean things in the world, and like sword energy, it was extremely sharp and powerful, and it was as powerful as a bamboo. prestige.

This sword qi whizzed past and touched the long whip that swept from the man's hand.

The latter couldn't stand it for an instant, and the flames that condensed into the growth whip scattered into a ball, drifted in mid-air, became an unowned flame, and slowly fell and extinguished.

All this happened so fast and suddenly, Ye Tian only felt his hands relax, and the thing that was against him dissipated and disappeared.

"What flame are you?!"

The man pressed his heart with fright and anger, and asked in a cold voice.

The demon fire obtained by this land of flames is now casually chopped off by a fire sword summoned by the other party. How can the man swallow this bad breath in his heart.

At the same time, the salivation for the flame in Ye Tian's hand also arises spontaneously.

Wouldn't it be more flourishing if the flame was in his own hands? In the hands of a mere junior, there is nothing more than a grain of light, no matter how talented the other party is, no matter how firm the other party's heart is.

In this world, the strong are respected, and geniuses who have not grown up are always weak.

"The strong in this world are respected!"

The man snorted coldly, and finally broke out his true cultivation.

At that moment, even though he was dressed in rags, the man was like a king in the world.

It rises toweringly, looking down on all living beings, as if in charge of reincarnation, holding the power of life and death in one hand, and can destroy the world with a wave of the hand.

With such an aura, Fang is the real cultivation base of the Dao of Heaven!

In the past, whether it was Tubo, or Yang Dengding and Baixiang.

None of the three can be regarded as a complete Heavenly Dao cultivation base, they can only be regarded as having achieved combat power.

If you really care about it, in order to achieve the real cultivation base of heaven, the conditions are extremely harsh, body, spirit, and soul are indispensable.

As for the man in front of him, although his might is not as powerful as the Ksitigarbha King's previous ones, the mighty power contained in his aura is blessed by the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and recognized by reincarnation, which is another kind of demeanor.

Tu Bo and others wanted to detach themselves from the Dao and take care of themselves alone, but the man in front of him, with his true cultivation of the Dao of Heaven, was to help Dao manage the world well.

The former is walking against the sky, and his "defying" aura is as dazzling as a sword light.

And the latter follows the sky, which is the destiny of the sky, its will is the will of the heaven and the earth, and its way is the great way of the heaven and the earth.

The two have their own mysteries, at least in the cultivation base of the Heavenly Dao, it is difficult to distinguish between them.

"Not all the strength gaps in this world can be made up by talents. I am the way of heaven, and you are an ant. This is the difference between cloud and mud, do you know?"

The man turned into a towering giant, only taller than the figure transformed by Baixiang.

The latter is because he has not adapted to the new physical body, so he cannot perform to the peak of his cultivation. In this way, the chance of winning against a man with full combat power is extremely low.

"At this level, unless it is a special magic weapon and exercises, everything is illusory. The ups and downs of the hands are all laws, which are much more mysterious than many exercises... And my flame is a rare and special magic weapon. It's like a flame in your hand."

As the man spoke, his voice sounded like a mighty Hong Zhong, and then he directly opened a big hand that covered the sky to take the flame in Ye Tian's hand.

The latter felt instantly locked by a burst of energy, unable to move, but still gritted his teeth, mobilized the immortal energy in his body, and swung a sword energy that had never been cut with the golden sword transformed from the glazed flame in his hand!

The sword energy was like the afterglow of the setting sun, with the meaning of twilight, but its majesty was unprecedented.

The man who had seen each other attacked Ye Tian on purpose to stop him, but now seeing Ye Tian swaying this shocking sword energy, he couldn't help but stop his movements.

The people of the Fuxi family couldn't bear it even more. The dazzling sword light alone was scorching, and the twilight color like the afterglow of the setting sun brought a strong sense of death. This devastated golden afterglow is like the last light.

And as the most intuitive observer of all this, the middle-aged man's movements were also forced to slow down.

What he inherits is the power of heaven and earth, but the power exuded by Ye Tian contains beliefs about Tao.

This way is not a great way...or it is not a great way in this world, but a way that truly belongs to him alone.

"Old man... this sword is called - Zhan Tiandao! Do you know?"

Ye Tian's cold voice exploded in this silent time, echoing in everyone's ears.

Afterwards, the world in front of the man disappeared, leaving only this radiant afterglow sword...

Chapter 1104 Ghost Monk

After the golden sword energy dissipated, the world was silent, and everything was silent.

There was only a piece of dark brown scorched earth still warm on the battlefield, occupying a radius of tens of miles.

Just now that sword strike can be said to be thousands of miles away. The man's huge stature firmly resisted the full power of the sword, and now the smoke and dust billowed, completely covering up the originally bright starry sky.

Ye Tian gasped heavily, and the glazed fire in his hand scattered into the sea of ​​consciousness again.

Just now, using the glazed fire as the foundation, condensing it into a golden long sword, and then releasing the sword energy that reaches the sky with all the cultivation bases, it would be a great loss to him, but if this is not the case, how can it cause harm to the man of the heavenly cultivation base? harm?

"Cough...cough cough...you, a junior, are getting more and more interesting."

When the smoke and dust cleared, the huge figure of the man was gradually revealed again, standing in front of everyone like an indestructible mountain, which would never be surpassed.

On his left shoulder, his clothes had already been torn, and a wound that was obviously cut by a sharp instrument was exposed to everyone. The flesh was rolled up, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

"Ever since stepping into the realm of heaven, not to mention hurting me, there are very few people who are three feet away from me. I never thought that I would suffer in the hands of a junior like you... If I don't teach you to send you into the realm of fire... how can I extinguish my love?" angry!"

The man's face is flat, but his words are serious!

The last word contains the rules of heaven and earth, like a huge drum hammer hitting everyone's hearts heavily, and there are thunderous explosions in the ears, and the echo is mighty.

After Ye Tian suffered a lot of wear and tear, and was suppressed by this rule, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his qi and blood surged, and the celestial energy in his dantian was turbulent, and it took a lot of effort to stabilize it.

The sword that Ye Tian swung earlier did not cause fatal damage to the man, but it also added a wound that was difficult to heal in a short time.

It is appalling to be able to cause such damage to a strong man of the Heavenly Dao with Ye Tian's state of mind.

"You've done enough, let me do the rest."

Bai Xiang said, returning to normal body size.

After all, the man in front of him can transform himself into a figure bigger than himself. In this way, he will have no advantage in size, and if he keeps his original appearance, it will only add to the burden.

"Um."

Ye Tian nodded, not trying to be brave, and stepped back behind Baixiang, trying his best to regulate the energy in his body.

As for the group of Fuxi's disciples, even if any one of them is a well-deserved strong man in the outside world, when facing a man with a cultivation level of the Heavenly Dao, he is just an ant that can be easily crushed and cannot be of great help.

After all, it is rare in the world to be as evil as Ye Tian.

"I never thought that one day I would have to compete with fellow Taoists of the same level for some low-level magic weapons."

The man said with a smile, but his hands were merciless.

Even though he had the injury left by Ye Tian earlier, it did not prevent him from attacking Baixiang in the slightest.

I saw the fire in his hand was dark red, turned into a long knife, and when he raised his hand, it seemed that the blade was about to split the sky. All the disciples of Fuxi who were watching the battle on the side were hurt by the sharp blade intent without paying attention.

Ye Tianhao was practicing kendo, and he was used to the sharpness of swords, and his eyes were even like divine eyes under the baptism of glazed flames, so he didn't feel much discomfort.

But Bai Xiang, who was facing the man's offensive directly, felt uncomfortable at the moment, even he had to avoid the edge for the time being, and took a few steps back one after another.

With a whistling sound in his white clothes, two chains made of white charms drilled out from the wide cuffs, containing the strange power of the runes, directly entwined towards the unstoppable ground fire long knife.

What's even more treacherous is that the chain formed by the rune directly entangled the edge of the long knife, making it difficult for the man to move the long knife in his hand for a while.

Baixiang took this opportunity to wrap another chain around the man's body.

The chain spread out from his cuffs, seemingly endlessly, and after wrapping around the man's figure, it also became a little thicker, tough enough to make the man comfortable.

"An ancient spell?"

The man stared carefully at the chain of runes wrapped around his body, and it took him a while to realize that it was an ancient rune that had been lost for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist is actually a formation master. To be able to obtain this lost ancient rune, I think it is a blessing."

The man smiled, a ray of greed arose in his heart.

In the beginning, it was just because of embarrassment, so he showed up to obstruct everyone.

But now, whether it's the golden glazed red in Ye Tian's hand, or the ancient charm of the monk of the same level in front of him, they are all rare treasures, even he is coveted.

And the fate of the two seems to be not shallow, and there may not be treasures of the same magnitude on him. If he can get it, his strength will definitely increase.

You must know that it is not easy to improve one's own combat power at the current level of Tiandao cultivation.

What's more, there are very few techniques and magic weapons that can be used at this level. Now that two expensive treasures appear in front of you at the same time, if you just watch them slip away like this, wouldn't it be a waste of money?

"Fellow Daoist has greed in his heart, do you really think that we are destined to be eaten?"

The Baixiang clan is best at reading people's hearts, and the man in front of him is not too wary of him, so he can easily see what he is thinking.

"I can't say for sure whether I will eat or not. After all, there are fellow Taoists sitting in charge and I am not very sure. But if you don't try, how will you know the level of the world?"

As the man spoke, his eyes turned cold, his black hair fell loose, and then turned into green snakes biting the rune chain.

As for the man, he also changed from an ordinary middle-aged Confucian scholar to a middle-aged monk, with no hair on his shiny head.

"Ghost monk!"

Baixiang blurted out, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist has even heard of my poor name, but it's a pity that I'm ignorant, and I've never heard that a famous name fits the status of a Daoist friend."

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and the green snakes that kept attacking the chains on his body had only a little scarlet in their eyes, exuding the meaning of supreme madness, and their movements became more and more swift.

The other party actually recognized his identity, and maybe he would also know some other information about him.

But I don't know anything about the identity of the other party. As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you can win a hundred battles.

Comparing the two people's information, the man's chances of winning are slightly lower, so he had to choose a quick fight to prevent the other party from seeing his own shortcomings.

But in an instant, the chains formed by those ancient runes were swallowed up by the green snake.

A few beads of sweat appeared on Baixiang's forehead. He naturally felt uncomfortable when those runes were swallowed up. The power of the formation in his body was lost, and his Qi was affected, which was regarded as a minor injury.

The situation of the man is not optimistic either. After swallowing a large amount of rune power, those green snakes have no strength to return to the top of the man's head, acting as long hair with blue silk, but falling one by one, the body becomes stiff, and finally turns into a dead wood branch.

It is also quite distressing for the ghost monk.

Although these green snakes are not as precious as the flame lion beasts, they are also rare magic weapons that can be used in this realm. It took a lot of effort to refine the dead branches of these spirit trees into green snakes, but now they are used as one-time magic weapons, and they are directly scrapped and returned to their original forms. Flame, more and more coveted.

"Have you ever heard of his name?"

Ye Tian felt that the immortal essence in his body was stable, and then he took a step forward and asked through voice transmission.

"I've heard a little bit about it. I heard that it's a new lord who belongs to the frontier domain. It's just that he has something to do with the Daomeng for some reason. His strength is not bad."

Baixiang replied.

Now both sides stopped for a moment in a tacit understanding to restore their respective states.

Even if the ghost monk wants to fight quickly, he is powerless. The green snake is the magic weapon that planted his soul seal, and it will naturally be affected if it is destroyed, and it will again involve the injury on his arm that Ye Tian cut earlier.

Now that the injuries are getting worse, the forced attack will only become more serious, and today's battlefield is not a fair decisive battle between the two.

Although Ye Tian didn't seem to have the strength to fight, who knows if he will suddenly explode.

If there was another sword attack just now, it might not only be the arm that was injured, but if it was slightly shifted by half a point, the head would be lost.

"Now that he has been injured more and more, he should have no strength left to fight back."

Baixiang said again, and he could see the other party's state at a glance.

It's not that he doesn't have other methods, but those methods are all famous skills in the practice world, if he uses them casually like this, his identity may be recognized afterwards.

Baixiang has disappeared for so many years, and now it may cause some unnecessary attention to appear suddenly, and he does not want to cause these troubles.

The power of this white spell is only because it is rarely used, so it can be safely used to defend against the enemy. He is unwilling to use other means unless it is absolutely necessary.

And since Ye Tian has almost recovered, the glazed fire in his hand alone is enough to cause damage to the ghost monk, not to mention the two ferocious dragons, at least it can guarantee Ye Tian's safety.

"You recover from your injuries first, and I'll delay him for one or two."

Ye Tian said, as soon as the words fell, his figure rushed out, leaving only an afterimage on the spot.

He held the Qingjue Cloud Chongjian tightly in his hand, and the glazed flames burned on the blade, coating the Qingjue Cloud Chongjian with a layer of golden light.

"Junior, you shot at me once before."

As the ghost monk said, he simply tore off the worn clothes on his upper body, his bronze-colored skin was extremely strong.

"so what?"

Ye Tian's eyes were cold, and his whole body burst out without reservation, like a golden lotus flower in the dark, and the glazed flames naturally played the role of petals.

The Qing Jue Chongyun Sword in his hand burst out continuous sword energy, and the violent energy surged towards the ghost monk.

When the latter stomped his feet, the ground shook instantly. Then he took out a string of huge jet-black Buddhist beads from his personal storage space, put them on his neck, clasped his hands together, stared angrily, and raised his sword eyebrows.

"Hum—"

A word of Buddhist mantra was spit out from his mouth, like a lion roaring and a tiger roaring, turning into a storm of sound waves, completely submerging Ye Tian's sword energy.