Chapter 618: The First Divine Power: The Power of Killing
However, Zhou Qing was different from other great monks. His spiritual consciousness was extremely powerful and he could sense it in advance. When the blood arrow came to him, a dazzling light burst out from his eyes, and a faint and deep water color poured out from behind, blocking the front.
The mysterious meaning from eternity came, silently, and the bottom could not be seen. The blood arrows were sharp and unstoppable. They actually pierced through a layer of water curtains one after another. Even the eternal frozen meaning could not withstand it. During the collision, The color of the ice is intense and the chill is everywhere.
The blood arrows broke through the formation one after another and kept moving forward. They were about to pierce the water color. Suddenly, a trace of the deepest bronze emerged from the waves, blocking the blood arrows. There was only a clang sound, and the indestructible blood arrows Hitting the bronze, it was like an arrow hitting the hardest jade, not even shaking.
Under the collision, the blood arrows exploded all of a sudden, and the aftermath spread in all directions. Although the blood and gang thunders also caused damage, they were sealed by the coldness in the deep abyss water and sank to the bottom of the abyss, unable to move. .
This unexpected and sharp blow disappeared into thin air!
Zhou Qing made a move with his hand, and the simple bronze color entered the clouds and turned into a treasure mirror, which disappeared in a flash. He couldn't help but raise his sword eyebrows and looked at the blood light gradually dissipating in front of him. Thoughtful.
This was the first time he encountered this magical power. It was indeed strange, powerful, and extremely powerful. That is, he, if it were any other Xuanmen monk here, he would probably be in a hurry, or even be injured on the spot.
"you,"
Seeing that Zhou Qing blocked his charged blow without any damage, Zhao Wenming was shocked. His whole body shook, his aura weakened sharply, becoming vague and non-existent, as if he disappeared at any time.
"Mystical power backfires?"
Zhou Qing glanced around and sensed the uncertainty of the opponent's Qi. He judged that the opponent's blow just now was not without cost. It seemed to be a "Seven Injury Fist" style of attack.
"Then I'll give you a ride."
Zhou Qing took another look, and the chill in his eyes became even colder. The clouds above his head turned, and a series of golden thunders were fired, roaring, sweeping around, covering both the inside and outside, surrounding Zhao Wenming, and surrounding him. submerged.
As soon as the Jinxing Gang Thunder came out, it covered the sky and covered the earth. Countless thunder, fire and lightning swept across it. Zhao Wenming only listened to the close thunder, and the ripples visible to the naked eye once again appeared on the Dharma Body. Even the magic power inside was shaky and threatened to collapse. Mutually.
This thunderous thunderbolt was extremely sharp, destroying evil and suppressing demons. For a moment, the whole place was filled with silver snakes dancing wildly, electric dragons roaring, and the power of destruction was everywhere.
Zhao Wenming was unable to dodge for a moment. He was in a trance under the training of thunder, and then exploded with a bang, turning into thousands of shadows, going in all directions to break through.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Qing didn't panic, held his five fingers empty, and intertwined the gang thunders one after another, turning into a net of golden gang thunders, catching the escaping shadows one by one, and then killing them.
However, the shadows are extremely fast, and there are always fish that slip through the net. After a moment, the shadows that escaped from the thunder gathered together again, and they were bundled together. Zhao Wenming, the great monk of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, came out again, with a sinister face, and the light on the body of the law was faintly visible. , looks unstable.
The scene just now seemed thrilling. He was about to be caught in one sweep and killed in the thunder. In fact, it is not easy for a great monk of the third level of Nascent Soul to perish. What's more, as a great monk of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, he is even better at transformation and escape.
Seeing something bad, he immediately used an escape technique, transformed into thousands of people, and escaped. Although he looks embarrassed, as long as a shadow escapes, he can transfer the power of the Dharma Body and re-consolidate the treasure body.
"Zhou Qing!"
Zhao Wenming took a deep breath, looked at Zhou Qing in the distance, and frowned.
Before coming here, he had a general understanding of Zhou Qing, and knew that the other party was a rising genius in Xuanmen. He was extraordinary. He did not expect to cause trouble to the opponent easily. However, after the real fight, he realized that the other party had gone too far. !
After working hard on his own, not only did he not hurt the other party, but he also didn't even force out the other party's hidden methods. Until now, the opponent has only used his magic power and used his magical powers, but has not shown any real abilities.
"Not at all."
Zhao Wenming suddenly thought of the bronze color in the faint water that blocked the blood arrow that he struck with all his strength. The faint light was too old and too heavy, and it had a calmness refined by the years. Moreover, the blow of the blood arrow, which can almost penetrate the great monk's protective treasure light and even the defensive magic weapon, hits it without causing even the slightest ripple, which shows that its nature is extraordinary.
Such a magic weapon is definitely of extremely high grade, but it cannot sense the aura of the magic weapon spirit. It is powerful yet weird, so it should be one of his trump cards.
After a lot of fighting, he only found out this thing. If he left like this, he would not be willing to do so. However, his body's vitality was somewhat damaged due to the magical power he had just used. It would be dangerous to fight with it again.
While Zhao Wenming was hesitating, Zhou Qing did not give up. He waved his sleeves and stirred up the Qi with a powerful force, which continued to turn into golden thunder that filled the sky. Thunderbolts roamed around, and the peripheral light was cold, as if it were overwhelming mountains and seas.
It was not easy for him to meet a great monk from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect who was no less powerful than the Shangxuan Sect. He just wanted to test the opponent's background so that he would know better when he met a monk from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect in the future.
After all, no matter how weird and unpredictable the Divine Channel Technique of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect is, once he understands it thoroughly, is prepared, and knows what it is like, he will not be caught off guard again if he encounters it in the future.
You can even think of ways to dismantle it. With the coping skills, the next time you encounter a monk from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect who uses this magical power, you can immediately crack it and catch the opponent by surprise.
"Zhou Qing."
Zhao Wenming was originally hesitant and unwilling to leave. Seeing Zhou Qing's relentless actions, he half-pushed and half-yielded, and then used his magical powers to fight with Zhou Qing.
Two people, one is the genius of Zhenyi Sect, sharp and unparalleled, and the other is a veteran monk of Wanmo Sect, with a deep foundation. They refused to give in to each other and confronted each other. At this moment, the spiritual energy was boiling, roaring, and the mysterious energy and magic light appeared and disappeared, and the atmosphere was soaring.
It seems that they are evenly matched, with no difference in strength, and they are fighting evenly!
As they fought, Zhao Wenming, who was in high spirits, was shocked and broke free from this state of fighting. He looked at Zhou Qing opposite him, shocked and angry.
In the previous fight, the opponent gave him the impression that as long as he put more effort, he could win the battle, but after he put more effort, the opponent could barely block it. As a result, this back and forth, back and forth, caused him to consume a lot of mana.
Now I react, this is clearly intentional by the other party, boiling a frog in warm water!
Zhao Wenming couldn't help trembling. How could he, a great cultivator of the Demon Sect, fall into such a situation?
Seeing that he couldn't hold on, Zhou Qing stepped forward, let out a long roar, and the clouds on the top of the door opened, and the mighty mana surged out, turning into gold and wood thunder, rolling down, sweeping in all directions.
Just now, he used his mana and spiritual strength far exceeding that of the opponent to create an illusion for the opponent, using the method of boiling a frog in warm water to consume the opponent's mana. Now it's almost done, so he struck with thunder.
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Sensing the murderous intent of the rolling gold and wood thunder, Zhao Wenming, a great monk of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, had visible ripples on his Dharma body. This was clearly because the thunder had threatened his safety.
This situation occurred not only because the opponent's gold and wood thunder were emptying down, which was unprecedentedly powerful, but also because his own mana was too severely consumed and had become a spent force.
Without time to think, Zhao Wenming could only point his hand, and a cloud on the top of the door withered at a rapid speed and merged into the Dharma body. The originally exhausted mana in his Dharma body was immediately filled, and then he shouted loudly, and the whole person was like a dazzling blood light, with a swift momentum, soaring into the sky, tearing the thunder in the sky, and shooting out.
This magical power is his life-threatening technique. When the Gangyun turns, it cuts off decades of cultivation. It takes a lot of effort, but the effect is very good, and it can restore the Dharma body to its prime in an instant.
At the same time, his magic power turns again, and he instantly unfolds the forbidden realm of the Dharma.
The forbidden realm of the Dharma is the real killer of the three major cultivators of the Nascent Soul. After unfolding, it forms a magnetic field of its own. When cultivators below the Great Monk encounter it, they are directly trapped in it and cannot extricate themselves. It is extremely difficult to break free. Even for cultivators of the same realm, it is not easy to crack this method.
As long as he can hold the opponent back, he can escape smoothly.
At this moment, Zhao Wenming felt a kind of regret in his heart. In the end, he underestimated the strength of Zhou Qing, a Xuanmen Tianjiao. He failed to steal the chicken and lost the rice. Not only did he fail to find out the opponent's bottom, but he also exposed his killers one after another, and suffered heavy losses.
The opponent's foundation is too strong, and he can't test it himself. Let's leave this matter to others.
Zhou Qing raised his eyebrows at Zhao Wenming's response. He first unfolded his own realm of law, and a three-color light flashed. He bullied the weak with his big body, and directly broke the realm of law that the other party had just unfolded. Then he shouted, and the originally distinct gold and wood thunder suddenly merged together.
In an instant, the world was filled with the meaning of emptiness and immeasurable, which was endless and boundless across the space. Under the induction of the aura, it locked Zhao Wenming.
Zhao Wenming's escape method had not yet completely escaped. Seeing this, he couldn't help but be shocked. The mana in his Dharma body was like a mouse seeing a cat under such thunder. It was motionless and hard to operate.
"The infinite void thunder of the Zhenyi Sect?"
Zhao Wenming thought of the rumored magical power and his face turned pale. He really didn't expect that Zhou Qing, who had practiced Taoism for such a short time, had actually practiced this magical power, and had already had the meaning of immeasurable and void, almost a small success.
At this moment, there was no way to stop it, no way to avoid it, and he could only rely on the power of his Dharma body to resist it.
The next moment, Zhao Wenming screamed and exploded on the spot, leaving only the sound of thunder.