Chapter 306 Purple River Nebula

Suddenly, Yun Zheng's mind moved slightly for some reason. His closed breathing became smooth, and the bottom of his heart was awake, as if the lead-clouded sky had been torn apart by the sun, and there was a bright feeling. Then a white light shot out from the bottom of the big whirlpool, as if a sharp sword pierced the sky. As soon as it penetrated through the body of the magic griffin, the surging power surged out and bombarded the magic griffin.

Then a slight purple light flashed at the end of the broken sky, which gradually became clear. It turned out to be a galaxy cloud that was slowly rotating. A bright purple star was located in the middle of the sky, surrounded by stars arched, and the stars and rivers turned, which was magnificent.

The magic griffin fell to the shore of the lake, bent down and roared, accumulated strength, and was about to rush over.

The shining purple light of the galaxy cloud map soon enveloped the whole spiritual mirror fantasy, and the sword-like white light from the bottom of the big whirlpool bathed in the purple light of the galaxy, and slowly absorbed by the rotating galaxy. The endless lake was covered with anger by the purple light and quickly calmed down. Yun Zheng's divine thoughts incarnated and stood on the lake with Xuanlian Zhanji in the air. The purple light was immersed in the body like a cup of enlightenment. It felt indescribable and indescribable calmness. The power had just been suppressed to the limit by the magic griffin was full again, and the whole body was unparalleled. Containing but not sending, there is a pressure to be proud of the world.

The magic griffin roared again, and the power fluctuation driven by the violent momentum looked like a huge wave that suddenly exploded, rolling and roaring to Yunzheng and Xuanlian Zhanji. Yun Zheng's calmness and calmness, the lion roared, which was originally afraid of fear, did not have much momentum in his consciousness at this time. Yun Zheng's phantom stretched out his arm and pointed to the sword, and the ubiquitous purple light pressure of Xinghe Yuntu pressed back, silently extinguished the lion roar impact. Then the purple light flew down like rain, as if thousands of purple light and electric swords flew down from the sky, and the phantom of the magic griffin was suddenly worn by ten thousand swords and beaten to ashes.

The incarnation condensed by Huangshang's inscription was destroyed, and his dignity was not immune to the damage of anti-eating. He was shocked by an inexplicable force and fell several feet. When he turned over and stood up, the corners of his mouth had already bleed out. He was not angry but happy. With shock, he nodded repeatedly and said, "Sure enough, sure enough, it's really a real Ziwei Emperor Benyuan. Haha, Yashan Huangshang, you can also have today. It's really eye-opening to find such a baby. He stretched out his hands to the sky, shouting and jumping, and was extremely excited.

The magic sound griffin phantus that invaded the divine eye was cleaned up, and a quiet scene was reproduced in the spiritual mirror. The purple star map gradually disappeared and hidden in the blue sky, and the silver and white sword light from the bottom of the lake also faded away, leaving only a touch of light.

At this time, Yun Zheng was as light as flying and spontaneously relieved the static state forcibly brought to him by Huang Shang. The feeling of bondage captured by Huang Shang disappeared. He opened his eyes and looked at Huang Shang, who was in a semi-crazy state, but thought about how the power of the Ziweixing River in the spiritual mansion was stimulated just now.

Of course, Yun Zheng is not stupid enough to think that he can defeat Huang Shang, who has practiced the inscription with the original talent of Ziwei Emperor Xing. Just now, the power of Ziwei Xinghe in the spiritual mansion broke out, which was completely an unexpected coincidence, and if Huang Shang had not done his best to attack Yun Zheng Lingfu with the idea of testing, he also gave Yun Zhengzuo enough. Enough time to stimulate the potential, and finally it is you who fall to the ground. The hidden power of the Purple Star River cannot be freely mobilized at all in the cultivation realm of the current stage of Yunzheng. That can only be done after the successful cultivation of the divine inscription. At this time, it is just a luxury fantasy.

Where does the power of the silver and white sword light emitted from the bottom of the lake come from? Yun Zheng thought for a moment and suddenly realized that the source of the explosion of the silver and white sword light was actually the Yuanjing found in the frost and cold. Yun Zheng's practice in those days only refined a small part of the power of Yuanjing, and most of the essence of the Yuanjing was still hidden in the spiritual mirror by him. This time, the power suppressed to the extreme by Huangshang broke out, and this Yuanjing was also indispensable.

If it hadn't been for Huang Shang's intentional suppression of stimulation, Yun Zheng would not have seen the powerful power of Ziwei Emperor's talent so early. In a sense, Huang Shang had done a good thing. Huangshang is sometimes a little simple and stupid, but his cultivation is indeed not empty. The original talent of the magic griffin, one of the twelve golden holy beasts, is also the existence of the best power, and the most important thing is that other people's divine inscriptions are refined, and the hidden power of the original talent of the magic griffin can also be fully mobilized. This is The most terrible.

Of course, it is good to have a good talent potential, but if it cannot be fully stimulated and used freely, then a good talent is equal to zero.

Looking at Huang Shang's crazy appearance in front of him, Yun Zheng felt funny, "Hey, Elder Huang, I'm the person with the original talent of Ziwei Emperor Xing. What are you happy about?"

Huang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, pulled Yun Zheng and sat on the stone and said, "Of course it's good. My life is hard. I haven't had the original talent of the Purple Emperor in 500 years. That's the life given by my parents in heaven. There's nothing I can do. But do you know which of us guys who practice inscriptions is not arrogant and arrogant. The best talent that we don't have is not equal to yearning for it, let alone the purple talent that has only been in 500 years in the legend. If we meet someone who can see it in our lifetime, This life is not in vain. Ha ha, I just saw it. The starlight, purple electric sword, so magnificent and domineering, boy, you are so lucky!"

The magic sound griffin that just broke through the protection of Yunzheng's eyes and rushed to the spiritual mansion to exert pressure is the phantom split condensed by Huang Shang's inscriptions, which is connected with Huang Shang's heart. What the griffin sees and hears is equivalent to what Huang Shang himself feels, so he has this feeling.

Yun Zheng smiled and said, "I heard that Elder Huang's magic griffin's natural talent is one of the twelve golden holy beasts. That powerful and unparalleled power is almost suppressed by me. Presumably, Elder Huang has few opponents in the world. What's the pity?"

"People walk high and the water flows low. Which monk doesn't want to be a top man," Huang Shang waved his hand and stood up and paced a few steps. "My magic sound griffin of the twelve golden beasts may also be extremely great in the eyes of some people, but it is still a scum in my eyes. You should know that year. When I knew that my talent could no longer reach the highest level, I cried many times in private. At that time, I swore that since I could not have the most powerful purple talent in my life, I also had to find a disciple with this talent to let him pass on my manhole and achieve the most glorious life in the continent, so that my name will always be forever. Spread around the world. Haha, heaven has eyes. Now this person has been found by me. Boy, why don't you kneel down and kowtow to recognize your master?

encountered this kind of thing again. Yun Zheng suddenly had one or two big. At the beginning, he was tested for the original talent of Ziwei Emperor Star in the Inscription Teachers League. At that time, he was thrown olive branches by many sects to be accepted as his disciples. Wei Wuji, the deacon of the Inscription Teachers Alliance, had this plan. Tianshu Nan Yuan, Yunhai, Yuwen's family, and many sects, large and small, but they are relatively implicit, not like this Huangshang, which directly makes people kowtow to recognize their master.

Yun Zheng shook his head, "I'm sorry, Elder Huang, I have a master."

Huangshang stared, "Who? Who is it? Who dares to be your master? Tell me that I will compete with him first. If I can defeat me, I will do your master's thing. Ha ha, if you can't even beat me, just abdicate and let Xian.

Yun Zheng said, "It's not that any kung fu is suitable for being a master."

Huang said to herself as if she didn't hear it, "Kid, who is it? Wei Wuji or Mo Beichou? Or Yuwen Xiangtian, oh, is it the old guy Jingtianfang of Yunhai Godyard? Hey hey, I heard that he has a daughter who is quite watery, and his cultivation can't be seen in my eyes.

Yun Zheng shook his head and joked. Jing Tianfang and Yu Wenxiangtian had never seen him. Mo Beichou, who you called Mo crazy, only saw his true face yesterday. He was slapped by your two brothers before he did anything, and it was impossible to worship him as a teacher.

Huang said again, "Since it's not... I know, it must be the old man in a black robe with a mask next to you yesterday, right? I think his cultivation is also ordinary, and he is absolutely beyond the sixth grade. How can such a person be your master? I will go to him tomorrow and ask him to write a letter of confession to free him from your master-apprentice relationship. He is so blind that he wants to be your master!"

He committed the extreme stubbornness again. He said endlessly and suddenly patted his head, "Oh, my second brother and I were so entangled by the crazy Mo man that we actually missed an important thing. Yu Culture Tiger invited us down the mountain. I promised him to do a few things, one of which was to kill the old guy beside you, but the old man's cultivation is Sheila's usual. I didn't connect him with Yu Culture Tiger. I was puzzled that the old man with you was so low, and Yu Culture Tiger insisted on me. We don't know what to be afraid of when they kill him? Boy, do you know why?

Yun Zheng shook his head and said, "Grandpa is a plain inscription teacher. How can he have a grudge with the Yuwen family? He must have recognized the wrong person." At first, when he heard the news, Yun Zheng was really shocked. He said that Yuwen's family was not over, and the ghost killer of Qixingyu Night Xiao Department did not succeed, and he actually invited Tianzhu Sanlao to kill the old god? Then he thought, Huangshang is dead-minded. Perhaps grasping this weakness can restrain him from doing nothing to the old god for the time being. As long as the old god restores his cultivation to the realm of Jiupin Tongxuan as he said, he will not be afraid of Huangshang and black demons.