Chapter 285 Divine Power is Such
On the second floor of the Golden Toad Palace, in a square pavilion.
There is nothing here, except for the light blue jade that shines brightly under the bright sun outside. On the jade wall, there are strange and strange words engraved one after another. They are so complicated that it makes people feel irritated after looking at them for a long time.
“This is the ancient toad text, which is probably the inherited Taoism left by the great golden toad demon.” King Xiaopeng said attentively.
“The secret texts of the ancient monster clan, not to mention today’s monks, even the ancient emperors in the Eternal Divine Sect, may not be able to understand them. Even if the inscribed Taoism is powerful, it is useless if it cannot be learned. Something." The Saint of Taichu shook her head and said.
While the two were talking, they saw Ye Zang take out the jade scroll and inscribe all the Taoist texts on the jade walls in all directions.
The Saint of Taichu glanced at him and said, "Brother Ye, could he recognize this ancient text?"
"The Saint is exalted." Ye Zang said casually while inscribing Taoist texts: "Throughout the ages , the inheritance of Taoism is constantly iterating. In ancient times, the Taoism passed down within each family was not limited to the written Taoism. By refining the Golden Toad True Blood, we entered the stage of practicing this magical scripture. Threshold. If you study more in the future, you may not be able to decipher this."
"That's right," King Xiaopeng said.
The two immediately imitated cats and tigers, and together with Ye Zang, they carved the words on the jade bi.
In the upper levels of the Toad Palace, the suppression of the great demon's aura is actually even more serious.
However, Ye Zang and the others have refined the true blood, and these auras are equivalent to recognizing them as the Golden Toad clan, and will not have any suppressive effect on them.
The third floor of the Golden Toad Palace is transparent in all directions.
In the center of Yuqiong's attic, stands a very conspicuous black stone tablet, which is naturally the boundary tablet.
The three of them stepped forward, placed one hand on the stele, and rolled away with their spiritual power.
All of a sudden!
A mark rushed into the consciousness, like a map of ink and jade slips unfolding in the mind, revealing a huge canyon, where the cracks in the realm dormant under the earth's veins were about to move. , tearing open a half-foot-wide corner.
“At this rate, it will take three days for the next batch of realms to evolve.” King Xiaopeng said in a deep voice.
"I just happened to be practicing in this Toad Palace for a few days. It would be a pity to waste such a place with such rich spiritual energy." The Saint of Taichu said, finding a jade futon and sitting cross-legged, minding her own business. Next, form a Dharma seal.
"Saint, why don't you go and take a look at your fellow disciple?" Ye Zang raised his eyebrows.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a shocking sound outside the Toad Palace, followed by the sound of howling wolves, which seemed to come from eternity, making people tremble.
Ye Zang walked to the fence of Yuqiong Palace and looked down.
The Holy Son of Taichu's black hair was dancing wildly, and fierce hurricanes roared around him, raising dust all over the sky and blocking the sun. The sky and sun under the Toad Palace were like day and night, and the five-color seal wheel hung above him. His back, he pressed firmly on Kui Mulang's spiritual orifice with one hand. The latter's face was pale, his body shriveled horribly, and the glow of his spiritual aperture gradually dimmed, eventually turning into a puddle of mud.
It only takes a few breaths.
In the five-color seal in his palm, a shadow of a great demon sniper was captured. The five-color seal burst out with spiritual power and penetrated vertically and horizontally, and the heart-rending sound of wolf howling resounded through the wilderness of the sky.
Hundreds of demon cultivators around stared at this shocking scene with wide eyes. The Holy Son of Taichu actually captured the divine vision of Kuimu Lang, and the five-color Pilian immediately dragged the palm-sized Sirius Sniper into the wheel of the seal.
Boom!
The Holy Son of Taichu circled around and stood in front of the door. The spiritual power in his body surged wildly, like a roiling river.
The ground was cracking, and the terrifying power spread hundreds of feet. Countless demon cultivators were shocked and fled away, away from the Supreme Son at the center of the chaos.
Buzz buzz!
The five-color spiritual energy crisscrossed the sky, and among the clouds and mist, the huge sniper figure swallowed the sun and the moon, looming.
"Why don't you stop him? If this is successful, the power will be terrifying." Ye Zang tilted his head and looked at the Saint of Taichu. There are only two talented disciples in the Taichu Holy Land generation, and the two are in a competitive relationship.
Looking at her future rivals growing stronger, how could the Saint of the Beginning be so calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with her and she was hanging on high.
“It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t.” The Saint of Taichu said calmly. She seemed not to want to say more about these hidden things related to the Holy Land of Taichu. There must be a battle between the two. It was destined from the moment they became the Taichu Twins, but it is definitely not now. "I'm going to try his magical powers!"
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King glanced at the Taichu Holy Son, and with a flick of his back, he took off his golden wings, stamped on the ground with one foot, turned into a streak of golden light, and rushed away with a black spear.
He escaped extremely fast, rushing away like golden lightning.
The distance of thousands of feet was reached in the blink of an eye and a breath.
The black gun pierced the sky, and with the sound of sonic boom, it struck the forehead of the Holy Son of Taichu fiercely. The fierce power seemed to kill him with one shot. When the tip of the black spear was less than ten feet away from the Supreme Son of Heaven, the latter suddenly opened his eyes, reflecting the five-color stream of light.
In the emerald-green five-element wood seal on the back, the Sirius Sniper has been dormant inside.
Buzz!
A thunderous sound like a grinding millstone suddenly erupted. The Holy Son of Taichu raised his palm, and the majestic five-color spiritual power rushed out, confronting the black spear of King Xiaopeng.
Bang!
The sound of huge cracks rose from the ground, and terrifying ripples of spiritual power rippled out. The power turned hundreds of feet of the surrounding earth into powder in an instant, and the earth's veins collapsed more than ten feet deep!
The Golden-winged Little Peng King flew hundreds of feet away, barely hovering in mid-air. He looked at the Supreme Son with sharp eyes and was secretly frightened. Although it was just a tentative shot, the spiritual power of such a casual shot greatly exceeded his expectations.
The Liuyun Taoist robe made a hunting sound, and the five-color seal wheel on the back rotated slightly.
The Holy Son of Taichu felt the continuous vitality and rising spiritual power in the Divine Treasure, and his expression had a long-lost sense of comfort, as if he had been reborn.
From this moment on, he clearly found his own path, and the sense of chaos in Shenzang disappeared.
"The power of God is so great. In this life, I will definitely reach the top."
The eyes of the Holy Son of Taichu were as calm as water, reflecting the five-color light. He suddenly rose up from the ground, riding on the five-color clouds thousands of feet high in the air. high. With a trembling roar, when the divine treasure was opened wide, he opened the five-color seal wheel behind him to a width of a hundred feet, and the clouds hung high in the sky, shining like a five-color sun on the world.
And the Holy Son of the Beginning, who lives in the five-color seal, is as unattainable as a god, so intimidating that people even have the mentality of kneeling and prostrate.
There were muffled thunders in the sky, as if an ancient demon was roaring.
“You are not ashamed of your words!”
The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King looked at the Supreme Son hanging high in the sky and said coldly. Then he immediately pulled away from the sky, and the Kunpeng vision appeared, like a huge and boundless demon Kunpeng, stretching its wings in the clouds and mist, the terrifying ultimate divine power bursting out, the golden-winged Xiaopeng King tightly clenched the black spear, wrapped around it. The swirling spirit sea rushed away.
"Descendant of Kunpeng, you are qualified to fight with me." The Holy Son of Taichu said calmly, with a hint of divinity in his eyes. The five-color spiritual power that kept flowing in the divine treasure gave him a look of disdain. For eternity, I feel like ants when looking down at all living beings.
He bent his palm and pushed, and from the Five Elements Wood Seal, the Heavenly Wolf sniper rushed out, with billowing evil aura all over his body, wrapped in the emerald-green wood element spiritual power, and his thick limbs galloped away through the clouds.
The Supreme Sniper Divine Treasure was taken away by the Holy Son of Taichu. Through his hands, the power was not reduced at all, and it was even a bit more arrogant than the Kui Mulang.
The sky is roaring and swallowing the sun and the moon, and the ferocious wolf eyes are glaring. The golden-winged Xiaopeng King came with a spear wrapped around the spiritual sea. The power was equally overwhelming. The two confronted each other suddenly. Xiaopeng King's spear was forcibly held down by his giant claws. The spiritual power and power crisscrossed the place where they collided. There was thunder in the sky.
Roar!
The Holy Son of Taichu bent his palm and pressed it, and the sniper rushed into King Xiaopeng's spiritual sea with majestic demonic energy. His body flew past and galloped, constantly tearing apart his spiritual sea. Opening, King Xiaopeng flapped his wings, his spear struck like lightning, and the attack fell like a majestic heavy rain.
The tip of the spear was pulled out of hurricanes.
Above the sky, King Xiaopeng escaped extremely fast. As he flashed and moved, his figure left behind afterimages, and his attack became more fierce.
After fighting for half a stick of incense, he suddenly stepped on the wolf's head of the sniper, and the spear penetrated the sniper's heart fiercely. His teeth roared, and the sound echoed in the sky.
The Holy Son of Taichu frowned slightly, and the restless five-element spiritual power in his body gradually stabilized, and he looked at the Golden Winged Peng King with sharp eyes.
He circled his fingers, and from the five-element golden seal, a body wrapped in gilded light surged out.
(End of this chapter)