Chapter 661: Their respective enemies
The border of China.
A purple thunder burst through the void, and thousands of thunders intertwined and evolved, turning into a palace of mighty power and righteousness!
The dragon, bird and strange beast transformed from the Nine-layer Thunder, pulls the Heavenly Palace to fly in front.
The divine treasure of the Shenxiao Sect... the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Mansion!
Wang Yang, the Four-Delayed Heavenly Lord of the Shenxiao Sect, and Lin Ye, the Second-Delayed Heavenly Lord, were standing in the palace at the moment, looking seriously at the skinny figure in front of them.
"It is forbidden to travel here."
Logically speaking, as a ghost, the gray-robed old man should be most afraid of the most powerful thunder.
But he didn't seem to pay attention to the thunder in the sky at all. He walked leisurely in front of the Nine Heavens God Lei Mansion, as if he was not facing two true immortals of the Yuan Shen, but something else. Ordinary passers-by.
However, Wang Yang did not feel anything wrong at all because of the attitude of the gray-robed old man, but instead became extremely vigilant.
As a member of the Shenxiao Sect, he is already a relatively old generation in the earthly immortal world, but he is completely incomparable to the gray-robed old man in front of him. When Wang Yang first entered the path, the old ghost in front of him was already the fourth soul of the soul. Poor cultivation.
Among the many ghosts in the Earthly Immortal World, it is second only to the Yinshan Ghost Emperor.
When Wang Yang first became a soul, the gray-robed old ghost was still walking around in the world. There was a battle between the two. At that time, Wang Yang thought that he relied on thunder to restrain the ghost. Even though he There is a cultivation gap between the two, and they can also ensure their own safety.
But not only in one round, this Yuanshen True Immortal who was proficient in thunder and mastered the magical power of five thunders was almost surrendered to those skinny ghost hands.
If Wang Yang hadn't possessed the protective means left by Zhu Xie Lei Jian at that time, he would have lost not only half of his body, but also his soul and life.
Even though Wang Yang became more and more courageous with every setback and survived the successive calamities of decline, and now he has become the Four Decline Heavenly Lord, the battle when he first entered the Yuan Shen still remains fresh in his memory.
It's a pity that after that, the gray-robed old ghost closed himself in the snowy mountains and never walked around again. This thorn hung in Wang Yang's throat for nearly a hundred thousand years.
It's not that as a true immortal, he can't see through the victory or defeat, nor is it because the old ghost in gray robe used strange methods to plant inner demons for Wang Yang during the battle.
Zhu Xie Lei Jian is the best at questioning the mind. Wang Yang has already repaired these mental loopholes, otherwise his cultivation would not be stagnant and he would break through many catastrophes along the way.
There is only one reason why Wang Yang has always kept this matter in mind, and that is that since he entered Shenxiao Sect, the first person he came into contact with and has always regarded as the foundation of his Taoist philosophy is... Shenxiao The thunder method can capture ghosts and kill evil spirits, drive away plagues and attack temples.
This is his Wang Yang's way. Whether it is the second best ghost in the world or the best ghost in the world, as long as it is at the same level, Shenxiao's thunder method should be invincible.
So... Wang Yang, who had been paying attention to the gray-robed old ghost, rushed here immediately after hearing the news of his birth, hoping to end it with him.
Sang Chan of the Blood Sea Path was not wrong. The closer the disaster was, the more everything that happened in the world seemed to have been planned.
What everyone expects will definitely happen. Of course...if we treat it with a correct interpretation, it is naturally because there is a strong entanglement of cause and effect between the two people. The disaster is approaching and the cause and effect must disappear.
That’s why there is such a thing as old enemy!
Lin Ye looked at the serious look on the face of the founder, and quite wisely led away the leader of the Ghost Crying Sect who was guarding behind the gray-robed old ghost. Both of them were in the second stage of Yuan Shen's decline. In the outbreak of the earth-immortal war, not only will he not be able to help, but he will become a burden to his ancestor. As a result, hundreds of thousands of miles around became the battlefield between the gray-robed old ghost and Wang Yang.
"Wang Yang of Shenxiao Sect." Wang Yang's behavior is quite traditional. After carefully performing a Taoist ceremony, he pinched the magic and performed it silently. Half a breath later, terrifying mana surged in the air, causing a riot in the surrounding area. A thick cloud appeared above his head out of thin air.
Countless purple thunder lights fell around him, covering Wang Yang's face, like a thunder god coming to the world, majestic and sacred.
“Zha!”
Accompanied by the warning thunder sound, purple thunder soared into the sky, as bright as a swimming dragon. Wherever the thunder struck, the vitality and space were all penetrated by the dazzling thunder method. Dense purple branches appeared in the entire sky, like a dragnet!
"Shenxiao True Thunder!"
Wang Yang, who knew the strength of the gray-robed old ghost, did not use other thunder methods to test, but directly threw out the Shenxiao faction's pressure box. magical powers.
The thunder method is the righteous method of Taoism. There are so many thunder methods in the heavens and the world that even the thunder department in heaven dare not say anything about it. However, the light of Shenxiao is directed at the way to master the five thunders. There are as many as thirty-six types of thunder methods!
But for the Shenxiao Sect, there is only one most important and most powerful one that is both a refining method and a thunder method, and that is the Shenxiao True Thunder!
The thunder all over the sky gathered and condensed into one place, turning into a thunder spear that was no more than ten feet long, but so rich that it was almost black and purple.
After saving up for a moment, he galloped towards the old ghost in gray robe!
"Compared to that time, I have made great progress." Even the old ghost in gray robe had to admit that even his powerful ghost body could not withstand this terrifying blow. The thunder of Shenxiao!
“But if you want to defeat me with this, there is still some fire left!”
I saw the old ghost in gray robe stretched out his hand, and all the clouds where the purple thunder gathered split apart. As if a hole had been torn open in the sky, an almost ten-thousand-foot ghost hand poked out from behind the clouds. Holding the lightning tightly in its hand, it pressed against the Thunder Palace of the Nine Heavens God with unstoppable power. Come.
Wang Yang naturally knew that this would be a tough battle, and he did not have the mentality of underestimating the enemy in one battle. Therefore, facing the Cloud-breaking Ghost Hand, he just chuckled without any dodge, and controlled the weapon that was supposed to hit the gray-robed old ghost. Shenxiao Zhenlei met the ghost hand.
Between heaven and earth, only one hand and one thunder struck together.
At that moment, time seemed to slow down. After an unknown amount of time, I heard a bang, an extremely violent explosion that filled the clouds, and the rumbling sound spread almost throughout the entire building. state!
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In contrast, at the other extreme point in Huazhou, the Great Joy Bodhisattva and the Joy Monk also felt the power of the Sun that could destroy the world with thunder.
I saw the Great Joy Bodhisattva gently spit out his tender red tongue, patted the white and plump chest in a pretense of fear, and said softly: "Fortunately, I met a handsome little Taoist priest, and not some ignorant Taoist priest." A violent maniac."
The woman sitting on the lotus bench exudes a sense of laziness.
She glanced at the Taoist priest lying on the futon across from her with a charming and angry look, and said with all her charm: "Little Taoist priest, my lotus platform is much more comfortable than your futon. If you still feel that If you are not soft enough, you can also lean on your sister, and I will definitely let you know what the bliss of the world is."
"This Bodhisattva promises that no matter what sweet dream you have, it will never be able to match this joy. One percent!”
Yimengzi from the Nanhua Sect smiled shyly and said: “Of course I believe in the bliss that the Bodhisattva said, but you are not me. How can I know this dream? If there is endless joy, why don’t you ask Bodhisattva to talk about it in the dream of the small path? ”
"When I wake up from the dream, I will go to the ultimate bliss with the Bodhisattva."