Chapter 43 Lack of Skills

"Roar." With a roar, countless auras poured in like a tide, and the free elements in the air also converged, wrapping the youth in it.

Originally, the wind and waves were calm at the previous moment, but suddenly the world turned into a vast ocean. In just a moment, the young man was buried in it. Huge electric light as thick as a river bombarded the young man fiercely, and thousands of lights gathered together and penetrated the sky opened up by Yang Mo. Meanwhile, it illuminates the whole area.

Xi Ling, at this moment, a tall figure with a shawl, stands on the top and looks at the middle region from afar.

Dongzhao, at the top of a huge black tower, the eyes of an old man in white holding a scroll fluctuated, looking at the western sky illuminated by silver light.

In Nandu, an ancient building similar to a pyramid stood resolutely on a huge pillar, and a hoarse sound came from the palace: "Go and find out who it is?"

"Yes." Countless disciples in purple lowered their heads and disappeared in place in just a moment. The ripples of the space permeated the world, and they were all masters above the king's level.

In the northern sky, there is a fairy mountain standing at the end of the coral sea. No one can see through the top of the mountain that goes high into the clouds, and countless fairy lights rotate on the side of the mountain like flowing clouds.

"It's him." A Taoist priest came out of the woodshed at the top of the mountain and looked at the middle area. After a while, he said in an imperceptible voice, "Jianxin, go there."

As soon as this came out, a young man in white jumped down from the top of the mountain, like a free flying sea geese, swaying straight up the sky.

......

"He actually broke through at this moment. Is this going to be desperate?" Yang Mo looked at the teenager with anxiety in his eyes. You know, the breakthrough at this moment can be said to be an internal and external trouble. There is life in his body, and there is a doomsday disaster outside. He is not optimistic about the teenager.

Bathing in this world-burning disaster, the young man's body emitted a bright fluorescence. Unexpectedly, he did not resist at all. He drew thunder into his body and used thunder as water to wash his body and consciousness.

"Boom." Boom." The seven-color divine light kept bombarding his body, making a deafening roar. There were countless huge pits around him, and countless gravel danced in the air like popcorn, but the barrel man ignored it and slowly closed his eyes. He let the wind and rain beat him, and he did not move. Under the baptism of lightning, the impurities in the young man's body are refined at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the majestic treasure body is folded and glowing under the thunder and lightning.

The first sea of thunder has faded, but this is only the beginning. The countless divine soldiers who evolved from the road 'Huyi bow', 'bright moon knife', 'blue blood sword'... all bombarded the young man's body fiercely with supreme power, one by one mysterious.

After a while, the disaster became even more terrible. The young man even found the 'Kongtong seal' and the 'blood phoenix tower' in it. They were furious and bombarded with the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods, and could sink an ancient territory at once.

Thunder disaster is the trace of the road between heaven and earth. Generally, only the mysterious Tianzong genius breaks through the realm. Because the power that can accommodate exceeds its own limit, it is not allowed by the road and lands under the supreme disaster. This means that Taichu Tiandao is coming to destroy a person. Every blow is fatal, and few people can survive in it.

The hot sky seems to be going to destroy the world, and its power is becoming more and more powerful. The young man is carrying it alone. In the thunder disaster, his strength is rising steadily. Now it is dozens of times the peak of the general division, but this obviously has not reached the limit that young people can accommodate. You know, he has already refined his treasure body. To the existence comparable to Xuan-level divine soldiers, the physical strength is not stronger than that of ordinary king-level strongmen. Now it is not as simple as children's family.

'God and qi are combined, and the body and the instrument are combined. Heaven and man are united, and the good is like water. Mr. Bucket made a terrible roar in his heart, and suddenly ran the first chapter of "One Device to Break the Ten Thousand Law" to the extreme. Under the washing of the huge power of life in his body, his body was constantly moving towards the Xuanjie Zhongpin. Suddenly, the young man broke his bottleneck, and his breath continued to continue. Climbing, like a bottomless hole, absorbs all the tide-like disaster into the body and directly refines it.

Tiandao also seems to have found the existence of bucket master, and countless meteorites fell directly from the sky. These are not real meteorites, but avenue weapons that soften the Taoist rules and laws together. The power is simply stronger than the full blow of the king's level. Now there are tens of thousands of meteorites falling from the sky. Even if the ordinary king-level strong man comes, he must immediately drink hatred.

"Does the little disaster also want to destroy me? It's simply delusional." Seeing this invincible power of destruction, the young man showed a disdainful sneer. Just now, he had been bombarded enough by the disaster. He has always been a person who must repay. Now he has taken the initiative to attack. Countless chaotic sources surround his fists and shake the meteorites. This is a disaster, and countless spaces have collapsed one after another. The power of space can't withstand such a strong attack.

"What is this?" Yang Mo saw the fairy spirit in the young man's hand at a glance. He could feel the supreme breath that ran through ancient and modern times and opened the world. This is the breath that can only be possessed by the supreme immortals cast into Taoist magic weapons, but the chaotic source in the young man's hands is not in any of his cognition, so the old man's heart is confused.

"Sneer."

The heavenly disaster finally couldn't withstand such a violent attack, and they broke apart one after another. The stars faded and the stars twinkled. Roar." With a roar, Qionglou Yuyu in the nine heavens shattered one after another, leaving only the light spots to fall down, like a rain, spilling on the world.

It took a long time for this place to return to darkness and coldness. After the disaster, the young man's whole body was endlessly baptized. The silver blood gradually recovered from his body, and the endless energy was surging. Countless energy was refined by the young man and penetrated into his body. He was crystal all over, and even every pore was exhaled.

The thunder absorbed into the body washes the body all the time. The young man's treasure body has undergone a great transformation, and the body is flawless, as clear as crystal. When the last trace of treasure converging, an unparalleled momentum is transmitted from the barrel man's body, and the youth's breath rises steadily at this time.

"It's a good way to work together between yin and yang and practice both internally and externally." Yang Mo's movements were slightly panoramic, and the world-class strong man also realized something. Suddenly, he was stunned, and the power of his whole body was more obscure, but more profound.

Suddenly, a golden fire appeared on the young man's body, which was to sublimate his accumulation again. Suddenly, the change suddenly appeared. Just as the barrel man's breath was about to reach the peak, blood flowed in his pores, his body was dyed red with blood, and the fire was blazing. Burning and thorning, he has become a human torch at this moment.

When the old man saw such a change, his heart also jumped, and his eyes were suddenly covered with dark gold. What kind of eyes are these? Deeper than a black hole, it seems to accommodate this world, hotter than the sun, and seems to burn nine days. This is the fairy eye practiced by Yang Molue, which is many times better than the supreme elder of the Li family. At present, he can see the clue in it: "How can this happen? His skills are actually incomplete." The old man's eyes were dull. How many years has he not had such an expression? Obviously, he was scared by the madness of the bucket master. How terrible is it for people to practice the incomplete skills? For example, what will you do if there is a sudden break when you advance? It's a small story, and it's usually a direct explosion and death. This skill requires people to understand while practicing. Is this what ordinary people can imagine? At present, Yang Mo's head is as big as a drum, and he doesn't know what to do at all. If you can still help just now, you can only stand by and watch alone. You can't help him understand by yourself.

However, the old man obviously does not know how difficult the problem the young man is facing at this moment. His skill was originally the prototype of the universe skill, which can be called the existence of the sky, but now it is incomplete. It is simply more difficult, as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"It's not good." The young man's body is disintegrating, and the terrible power of Taoism permeates him. If he doesn't think about it, he will become a wisp of aura and disappear between heaven and earth.

"I won't die here." The young man's face was crazy, and the corners of his mouth continued to expand. "In this case, it depends on how I reverse the universe!" ......

PS: Today's second update, please collect it.