Chapter 154 Suppressing the Dragon
Chapter 154 Suppression of the Dragon
[Happy on the fourth day of the first lunar new year, I didn't go out for dinner today, specially updated the words]
"Wang Qi." Ye Sheng's cold words pulled Wang Huixiang's mood back again, "You and I have no grievances in the past, and there have been no hatred recently. Even if I put a little fragrance on Gao Shi's body, you don't have to be so close to my life and death."
"Well, don't talk nonsense. If you want to run away, I'll tell you if you win first."
"Wang Qi, do you think it was my intention to drive my sister out of the teacher at the beginning? Let me tell you, my relationship with my sister is much deeper than you think, and the reason why I left my sister out of the class is far more helpless than you think. All this is caused by the accumulation of momentum. Wang Qi, you are also a demon-level genius. You can't see this truth clearly, can't see it clearly.
"Well, don't talk nonsense. The young master will rely on you today. If there is anything to win first, I'll talk about it."
"Wang Qi, if you complain about the suzerain's words about that, you can come to me. Everything is because of me, so let me pay death." At this time, a person suddenly appeared behind Ye Sheng. Wang Qi recognized that this person was Jiang Xuan, the chief elder of Qingfeng of Vientiane Gate and one of the chiefs of Vientiane Gate who was most unaccustomed to Gaoshuang.
At this time, he has long lost the aggressive spirit at the Vientiane Gate, or at this time, he is more like a real state of an old man. Although his eyes are still vivid, they are not as arrogant as before. There is deep fatigue and a burly figure in his eyebrows, which is also real at this time. He thinned down and looked like an old man in the dusk.
"Jiang Xuan?!" Wang Qi was really not happy about Jiang Xuan. At the time of Vientiane Gate, if he was not strong enough and afraid of revealing his identity, Wang Qi would have to find him some suffering.
"Wang Qi, I did misunderstand your master before, and I have always rejected your Mufeng people, but there is a debt. If you are unhappy, just come to me and don't involve these unrelated people." Jiang Xuan stared into Wang Qi's eyes and said seriously.
Looking at Jiang Xuan's serious eyes, even Wang Qi, who has no good impression on him, can feel the sincerity in his eyes. Did he look at him wrong before? Wang Qi couldn't help saying in his heart.
"Stop talking nonsense and win first. Don't make noise here." Wang Qicai is too lazy to care whether Jiang Xuan is really aware of his mistake. What he has to do now is to seize this breakthrough opportunity, and now is the best opportunity.
After saying that, Wang Qi ignored Jiang Xuan again and continued to immerse himself in
In the fierce battle of Wang Qiyou's patriarchs in the realm of righteous practitioners, he realized that the Taiji magic that combines the essence of the two paths is like a butterfly, floating freely in the crowd.
However, coldly, a soft collapsed thing hit directly, and Wang Qi habitually punched him.
Bang——
In the handover of the fist, Wang Qi can feel the thin blood sprayed when the other party withstands his fist strength, and Wang Qi can also feel the depression when his fist acts on the other party.
Wang Qi quickly took a distance from the people of the Taoist world by the momentum brought by the boxing wind. Just now, I saw the appearance of the person who ran up and got punched. It was Jiang Xuan, the chief veteran of Vientiane Gate, who had talked to him before.
"Damn it, do you want to do this? I just want to have a good fight. Do you want to hit it directly and die so tragically?" Wang Qi really didn't know what to say at this time.
"Very good... I'm finally relieved." Jiang Xuan's face was unusually old at this time, but now he is a little rosy. Wang Qi knew that he had died soon. What he had just hit was the position of his heart. In addition, he was desperate for death without protection. He was facing his heart. Even if the fairy returned, there was no way to save it.
"Jiang Bo, why do you suffer so?" Ye Sheng looked at Jiang Xuan, who returned to the light and sighed.
"Ha ha, after living so long, I found that my past persistence turned out to be a joke. You won't understand this mood, Xiaoye... But now I can finally go to the truth. I have to go to your master, say thank you, beat him by the way, and lied me for so many years... In fact, I have always felt that It's good to have Elephant Gate as the suzerain.
After saying that, Jiang Xuan couldn't stand the fatigue of his body and fell back and integrated into the shadow of the cold king who was constantly chasing behind him.
"Master..."
"Master..."
After Jiang Xuan's death, the disciples of Vientianemen fell into grief, especially the disciples on Qingfeng, regardless of the gap in strength, rushed up to fight against Wang Qi.
When things have developed to this point, Wang Qi also feels that it's boring. Do you still have to kill these lifeless guys? Wang Qi obviously can't do such a thing to destroy the master and apprentice.
"You are lucky today. Young master, I don't want to kill you today, so I'll let you go." Speaking of Wang Qi, he no longer took action at the world of righteous practitioners, but instead displayed his split, covering his body with a faint darkness, blocking the cause and effect of the wheel of fate, and leaving quickly.
When Ye Sheng and others saw that Wang Qi was not affected by the dragon's virtual shadow, they came and went at will, and their eyes couldn't help but be different. However, when they thought of Wang Qi's attitude towards the world of righteous practitioners, they couldn't help but feel sad.
While everyone was sighing, a bright Buddha's renun came from the empty snowfield pole.
"Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not Taiwan. There is nothing to provoke dust."
In the place covered with white snow, a figure came, bamboo shoes, clothes and gold bowls, which were beautiful and handsome. Wang Qi glanced back and recognized this person. This person is Wuyuan, Lingzi of Xizhou, the name of Lingzi of Leiyin Temple, one of the four major sects.
"Brother Wang Qi, I didn't expect to see you for two years, and your cultivation has reached such a point. No wonder the master said that you have the talent of a demon, and the future is bound to shine on the overall situation in the future."
At this time, Wuyuan was like a fairy Buddha, walking from the distant air. The heaven and the earth were like a ladder under his feet, allowing him to walk and wind and clouds. If it hadn't been for the samurai rod, Wang Qi would almost have thought that he was a noble man walking on the official road and leisurely.
"The realm of the master!!!"
Whether it is Wang Qi or Ye Sheng's patriarch of the Taoist world, they can't help but be suddenly shocked.
As early as on the day of the comparison of the Kunlun Mountains, these people have heard that the five descendants of the four sects with Ling Miao's name are natural, the Taoism is exquisite, and their cultivation may have reached the legendary nine-turn realm, and there is still a line to reach the realm of nine transformation masters.
Unexpectedly, in just two years, Wuyuan has reached the legendary unreachable state, which makes people who are usually conceited geniuses feel ashamed.
The person most affected by this emotion is Wang Qi. Originally, he thought that after two years of efforts, especially the convenience in the blood-red space, he should have been approaching the strength gap of the visitors. He didn't want to think that Wang Qi was infinitely close to those people. When he was proud, Wuyuan's appearance was undoubtedly a pot of polar ice water on Wang Qi's body and told him that you were still far from such a cruel fact.
"Xizhou Lingzi's words are heavy. Compared with you, Wang Qi feels far from himself. Two years later, Wang Qi came to ask for advice."
"Wait, Wang Qi, do you want to improve your cultivation?" Wuyuan said and took out something from his sleeve, which made Wang Qi's eyes flash.
I saw a golden circle in Wuyuan's hand, which kept flashing with light. That was the culprit that led to the battle of Jinling, and it was also what Wang Qi longed for - the divine circle.
"Since the war in Jinling, this divine circle has fallen into the hands of our Leiyin Temple. We are willing to let us use the fire of the Buddha's treasure to burn its cause and effect, completely destroy its spirituality, let it cut off cause and effect forever, and become an ordinary magic weapon."
"However, although the master can't stand the tyranny of the ancient demon clan, he can't bear to destroy this demon refining weapon and entrust it to me to keep it." Wuyuan said lightly.
"Say, what do you want me to do?"
"Wang Qi is indeed a temperamental person, so let this boundless karma suppress all tyranny." A small golden flame suddenly appeared in Wuyuan's hand, and then stained Wuyuan's whole body, looking as if he had put a golden armor on him.
Then the flames became bigger and bigger, and it was like a sea of fire that spread towards the shadow of the dragon that was constantly chasing, and the snow glaciers all over the sky turned into a golden ocean.
Wow——
The pain of the burning dragon shadow directly affects the body of the cold king, and the pain makes the roar of the king of the cold dragon continue and roar endlessly.
Wuyuan threw the divine circle into Wang Qi's hand and said, "Come and help me completely suppress this causal miasma."
Wang Qi ended up in the divine circle, hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind, "The boundless dark pool covers the sky and the sun."
With Wang Qi's action, I saw that from behind Wang Qi, he seemed to have opened up a new space. The torrent-like black flowing water rushed towards the dragon's virtual shadow. Its momentum was far more terrible than the karma fire of enlightenment.
And the dark flowing water like a shadow is like a imprisoned space, firmly suppressing the cold king who is constantly losing cause and effect burned by the industry fire.
At this time, there was a silence between heaven and earth, and everyone did not make a sound at all, because they had completely calmed down this anti-sky means.
Ye Sheng, Lu Inju, Wei Jun and other patriarchs couldn't help but be shocked by this vast power. If you look at the fighting method alone, their six-turn master and eight-turn Wang Qi are no different. However, if Wang uses this power, he will definitely be unable to stand it.
At this time, they finally understood that Wang Qi didn't really want to be their enemy. Behind his crazy behavior was the heart of the strong who kept chasing the power.
"Master Ye, is this son really a disciple of your Vientiane Gate?" Lu Shu, the suzerain of the broken water, looked at Wang Qi, who showed such a method and couldn't help muttering.
"Maybe, golden scales are not things in the pool. They turn into dragons when they meet the wind and clouds. Maybe these are all his sects. Thinking of Wang Qi's rise to be nameless, he was shocked by all sects. A trace of meaning flashed in Ye Sheng's eyes.