Chapter 438 The number of Yuanshen's doom fell ahead of time, and the bottom of the pot was not willing to die

"Good thief, I want to be a peace man. I want to stop fighting with you, but you use tricks and roll away the apacea in my temple. You are simply not a son of man. How can you deserve the inheritance of the heavenly palace? Don't you laugh at the same people all over the world?"

A Chanda chased after him all night, and his anger, which had calmed down, broke out again at the moment he first saw Wang Chan. At least Jiu Moroshi is also a Brahman's surname. Every year, he worships countless gold and silk belongings in Dalanda Temple. He was destroyed and escaped from the door and sought his own shelter. However, he had not been protected yet. He asked Wang Chan, a junior, and swaggered into the Jinshan Temple to capture people, as if entering no man's land.

If the news is sent back to Borneo, even his master Avatar, the saint will lose his face.

What you say, you have to find this face. He caught Wang Chan and sent him back to Dalanda Temple in person.

"A Canda, you have been a Brahman priest in vain. You have practiced for many years, but you still don't understand the principle of heaven. The cycle of cause and effect is not that it is not repaid. The time has not come. The Jiumo family is a handyman under my door. Naturally, I am allowed to kill. I don't understand such things. If you ask me to rob people back, it is obviously that my skills are not as good as others. If I were you, I would have closed the mountain and closed the temple. I would have practiced hard as soon as possible. How can I have time to chase people? If you don't accept it, you can try again!"

"Anyway, I have planned to fight with war and cultivate magical powers. Within a hundred years, I will definitely be in charge of the heavenly palace again, just like the ancestor of the Yuantu era. I will cross the world and step on the peak of the world. No matter how you use your magic power, I can't help it now. I'd better go back to the Dalanduo Temple, move here to the rescue, and come to me together. At that time, you are a little sure!"

Standing on the top of a high mountain, the sky was roaring, blowing like a knife, and the sky and the sky were covered with snow-white ice. Wang Chan's robes swung and hunted. Hearing the words, he immediately turned around and laughed at Achan.

Above the sky, thunder and lightning surged, and a sudden electric light exploded. From the way, he stepped out of the barefoot and bald-headed A Xiantuo. His face, which had always had a peaceful smile, now raised his eyebrows. In his eyes, he faintly saw that the electric light flashed and crackled, and it was really angry.

So under the meeting, I didn't say much. I just threw the pagoda in my hand up, and immediately burst out tens of millions of electric light. It was incandescent and shining. It turned into a big thunderball. It flew up and bigger and bigger. The thunder was all over the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it fell into the clouds above their heads.

Wang Chan frowned slightly and narrowed his eyes into a thin crack. "What tricks is this fake monk playing?"

As soon as the idea moved, I saw a long roar of Ah... I reached out and grabbed the depths of the sky. Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged. Suddenly, there were countless subtle lights flashing in the extremely high sky, and I didn't wait for Wang Chan to understand what was going on.

I can only hear it, click, loud noise!!

In the sky, a huge Thunderbolt suddenly exploded in my ear, shaking the sky and the earth! In an instant, the dark clouds pressed on the top, and thousands of people were thick and thin. The lightning thunder like a golden snake dancing wildly fell down. With the peak where Wang Chan stood as the center, it covered everything in an instant.

Thunder is furious, and thunder is flying!!

And this thunder is obviously not the many thunder methods that ordinary practitioners know. It is not in the five elements, entering the world, but it is the real power of heaven and earth in the world. The thunder shakes, calling for wind and rain. It is almost the same as the thunderstorm caused by the practitioner's going against the sky.

"It turned out that I wanted to take the Leifeng Tower as the guide and attract my Yuanshen doom in advance!!! Brahman's spells are really different!"

Wang Chan started the altar to practice. In a hundred days of time, he refined a lot of Huangquan vitality of the Tianwu family. Yuanshen not only recovered as before, but also entered the country for thousands of miles. Under the induction of the air machine, it had already reached the point where it could trigger the doom of the Yuanshen. Only when the Yuanshen condensed to the critical point, all the spirit practitioners did the first heavenly disaster after the conclusion of the Yuanshen. It's coming.

Since ancient times, the monks have attracted qi into the body. After refining the gas into the god, if the primordial spirit wants to achieve great success and condense the Dharma body, it must go through the "nine turns of the sky disaster". One turn at a time, it can be done. The primordial spirit is more and more condensed, and the mana is greatly advanced. It can travel around the world. The general sky wind and thunder have no impact on the travel of the primordial spirit.

On the contrary, the number of dooms is coming, and the death will disappear, without exception.

If so, nine times, the primordial spirit will gradually absorb the huge yang qi contained in the disaster number of disasters in the body of the practitioner, and the yin god will gradually absorb the huge yang qi contained in the disaster number. In the last turn, ninety-nine will return to the truth, and then leap into a "pure yang primordial god", which can condense different primordial god body according to the different cultivation methods of their respective cultivation methods.

This primordial god nine turns, the doom is stronger than once at a time, and there are also invisible and intangible. The extraterritorial demons, yin demons, heart demons and other demons directly act on the hearts of the Taoist heart to take advantage of the gap, erosion and corruption. Most of the practitioners have suffered from it, feared like a tiger, and few of them have been able to spend it safely in all dynasties. Either he died under the thunder halfway, and the gods were destroyed, or he was killed by the devil**, messed up the Taoist heart, went into the devil, and the vinity collapsed and became a living dead without any intelligence.

But this primordial god disaster, there is also a great opportunity in danger. Every time the trainer passes through it, he will experience the baptism of the heavenly disaster and get more benefits. Not only is his mana refined, but also thousands of miles away, the primordial spirit is condensed, just like the help of God, and his own longevity will also increase accordingly. After the ninth turn, if there is no disaster, if you don't rob and kill, or do something evil that is not tolerated by heaven and earth, it is almost immortal and immortal.

Longevity and the sky can be the same as the moon!!

The simplest example is that the masters who died in the previous Yinshan War, although they all had magical power beyond the great success of the Yuanshen, they were killed and robbed because they were found by the Yuan Tu ancestors. Otherwise, with the ancestors of Abi Xue Hailuo and the ancestors of Tian Xueyu, as well as the ability of the three saints of the soldiers, Sun Wuzi and Huang Shigong, It's hard to get old and die.

And after the yuan god passes the doom, even his own three souls and seven souls are tested by the heavenly disaster, and will become clear and return to the light. With that great wisdom, he can often rely on this to escape the yuan god and infer the past and the future with a special method. It is related to his own good or bad luck. With just one thought, you will know the general idea. If it is serious, you can come up with a way in advance to avoid it.

However, these nine dooms are born out of nothing. They come mysteriously and go without a trace. They have always been different from person to person, and the immortals and demons are different. On that day, the Wu family practiced the "Jiuyou Yellow Spring True Sutra" and concluded the disaster of the ghost Taoist Yuanshen, which was once in a thousand years. It took more than 9,000 years to turn a pair of primordial gods into the water of nine yellow springs. If it were others, it would definitely be different.

But as long as the nine turns are successful, the spirit practitioner will really get rid of the disaster. The yuan god peeps into the endless void, has unfathomable divine power, and also sees through all kinds of things in the world. In the past life and this life, only after that, the cultivation has accumulated to an indescribable point, ending all the cause and effect, and thoroughly penetrate the way of heaven. The mystery of operation can jump out of the three worlds, not in the line, and enter another unknown realm.

Heaven and earth are destroyed and I am not destroyed, the universe is destroyed and I am not destroyed!

Immortality, immortality!

Cause and effect are caused by one's own karma. If there is cause, there must be fruit, and if there is fruit, there must be cause. It is the shackles of the world that has been bound to all living beings since the birth. There is nothing about life and death, endless and entanglement.

The supreme master who has also reached this level, Yuantu's ancestor and Abi Taoist, have almost no difference in magic cultivation, but one is suppressed under the sea of blood because he is concerned about the future, and the other has no thoughts to kill his love and travels in the starry sky.

It can be seen that the cause and effect, whether good or evil, has nothing to do with infection. As long as one thought is born, there will be a response. Even the ancestor of Yuan Tu, who kills people and is not born without being infected with the cause and effect of evil karma, can't escape.

"Wang Chan, even if you get the true biography of Yuan Tu's ancestors, the future is unlimited, but the cause and effect are connected, all of which are imposed on you. If you have not practiced, you are now sinful, and you still want to stand above all sentient beings and overlook the world. Is it really ridiculous? You must know that the road is the most simple. If you don't follow the heaven, you can't achieve it. It's a series of disasters. If you take the wrong step, you will end up with ashes and smoke in a blink of an eye.

A Chantuo stood barefoot on the top of the sky, surrounded by thunder and lightning outside his body, condescending, like the same ancient thunder god, before the voice fell, he saw infinite electric light, pouring down like a rainstorm, and in a blink of an eye, completely wrapped Wang Chan's place in a sea of thunder and lightning.

Wang Chan only felt that the electric light penetrated the bone and pervasive. It fell on his body one by one, and drilled at the sight of the cracks. Although he could not help his magic body for a while, he also covered his face. He was sore all over his body. It seemed that there were countless ants in his limbs and bones. At the moment, he roared, flew out of the air, and flew out of the hundred miles. Outside.

But the black clouds on his head seemed to have a spiritual surname and had eyes. The electric light traction was like a rope. Wherever Wang Chan flew, no matter how fast or slow it was, it was like a shadow and followed closely.

"This is the doom of my sage, which caused the disaster of heaven and earth in the dark. It would have been dozens of days before it condensed to this point, but it was triggered by this fake monk who did not know what secret means he used in advance. Now the Qi machine is sympathetic, and the shen doom imposes on me. Even if I hide in the blue phosphorus rush and fly hundreds of thousands of miles away at a speed beyond the speed of sound, the spirit of the disaster will be destroyed. If I don't pass it, it will never disappear. But now that you are going through the disaster, won't you be in the arms of this person? At that time, it will be more difficult to deal with two distractions!!"

After being split more than a dozen times in a row, Wang Chan also knew that it was difficult to avoid. No matter who it was, he could only passively respond to the robbery. At that moment, there was a long roar, and his figure flew down. He stood on the top of an unknown mountain. Looking around, he saw everything in front of him. It was white, with lightning, thunder and fire in one, and incandescent. , eye-catching.

As soon as he stood in shape, the electric thunderbolt in all directions shrank very quickly, turned into a white thunder ball, completely wrapped his body in, and then a powerful pressure fell from the sky.

"Flowers bloom freely, precious green lotus, come out!"

With a move, a big green lotus jumped out of the head. Twelve lotus leaves slowly bloomed, releasing a soft light and falling down. The void lifted Wang Chan's body, rolled up, and the thunder outside the body was lined up at once.

This precious green lotus was originally the treasure of the Taiyi School of the Central Dynasty. Because no one has been able to sacrifice and practice as a magic weapon since the ages, it was not real, so it was secretly given by Yu Lianzhou to his two sons for self-defensiveness. Unexpectedly, it was cheaper than Wang Chan. As soon as it came to his hands, it automatically coincided with the Yuanshen, although until now The practice has not been completely successful, but the wonderful use can also be played in half, which makes Wang Chan's magic power increase tenfold.

If you have time, spend great magic power and practice it again with Taiyin's secret skills, the power will definitely be even more unimaginable.

"Taiyin Crack God, A Tu Yuanjian!"

As soon as he blocked the attack of the four-way electric light, Wang Chan sat cross-legged on the green lotus, with a dark face. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he picked the green gourd tied to his waist in his hand, then clicked, five fingers together, pinched the gourd into pieces, opened his mouth and sprayed, and the essence fell into it, and suddenly turned into a cyan rainbow light, gloomy. It's weird, twisting and stretching in his hand.

This green gourd is still a set of things robbed from the wooden demon ghost mother when he was in Wolf Juxu Mountain. It is a set with the original life god flag. They are all made by the wooden demon ghost mother who spent countless energy and sacrificed them with a part of her own body. They were placed in the ancient tomb to absorb thousands of years of ghost gas and transformed into Jiuyin falling divine sand. It was also a Strange things.

But now the evil spirit in the gourd has been sucked away by the Yuanming Shenban. The value is no longer big, and only the material is rare. It is an authentic Qingling Yimu, which can be used to ask Wang Chan to exert a magic power and teach him a good lesson, so that he can't be rampant.

So Wang Chan didn't feel sad. He only grabbed the blue light in his hand, recited a few spells in his mouth, and almost narrowed his eyes into a straight line. After a while, he suddenly reached out and drew a half arc in front of his chest, and suddenly nodded forward. At that time, a faint gray light flew out of Wang Chan's fingers, fell into the depths of the blue light, and void in a blink of an eye. The blockade of countless thunderbolts in front of him was broken.

"At this time, do you still think you can survive? Go back with me, go to the seat of the Holy One to repent, ask for forgiveness, and give everything to save your life.

Achantuo made a good move and caused Wang Chan's sto-god thunder disaster in advance with the Leifeng Tower. He couldn't help but be proud. When he saw Wang Chan releasing the green lotus, he was still resisting. He immediately sneered, high above, pinched it into a seal with one hand, and pressed Wang Chan far away.

In an instant, between the two people, the void reversed. In the depths of infinite electric light, a huge palm was like a mountain from the sky, wrapped in countless blue and white lightning, purple electric light, breaking through the void like a leisurely walk, and pressing on the Taoist breath in front of him. In a blink of an eye, the light was clear and scattered, and the precious green lotus trembled.

A's eyebrows frowned. Seeing that he could not break the defense, he immediately patted his hands back and forth. A pair of big hands back and forth, up and down, claped 30 or 40 palms in one breath, hitting the sky and the earth from a time. For a moment, the palms were continuous, almost over the power of thunder.

This is the "shocking hand" in the "Great Broken God Hand" of Brahmanism. It is extremely powerful, and it is still above the King Kong Demon Hand of the Overturned Temple. If you practice to the deepest level, you can smash the mountains and sea with one palm, shake the void, and shake all the enemies in the range to death.

Sure enough, after patting seven, seven, forty-nine palms in a row, even Ahanduo himself felt that his breath was short of breath, and the mana was consumed too great. The clear light that protected Wang Chan on the opposite side swayed, leaving only a thin layer. Every electric light split on it, and the light trembled, a trembling and could break at any time.

A Chantuo took a look and saw that Wang Chan was still sitting on the lotus platform. He was not in a hurry. He couldn't help wondering: "Is there anything else to rely on?" I'm not in a hurry until now... Could it be that he got the powerful baby of Yuantu's ancestor in Beidou Tiangong? If this is the case, we should be more cautious, otherwise it will inevitably make the same mistake and laugh at people.

With the lesson of the previous car, A Chantuo did not dare to despise Wang Chan at this time. His heart only moved, but he suddenly found that Wang Chan, surrounded by the electric light, looked up and suddenly smiled at him, and then the clear light flashed. The precious green lotus rose to the sky in an instant, broke through the heavy electric light all the way, and flew to the clouds.

A Canda was about to chase, but he trembled all over. Suddenly, a strong warning omen suddenly surged in the depths of his heart, as if it were born out of nothing. He suddenly gave up all his previous thoughts and immediately shouted, "No!"

The body immediately fell backwards, instantly turned into a streamer, and went a hundred miles away.

And at the same time, there was a loud noise in the depths of the clouds, and then a pagoda fell, which shrank in an instant. The electric light was dim, and he swayed and chased after Ahanduo. Immediately after that, there was a long green rainbow, which was ghostly and silent.

"What a cunning guy, he understands everything so quickly! Unexpectedly, he ventured deep into the clouds and knocked down the Leifeng Tower. In this way, the number of disasters disappeared as soon as he started, and naturally he could no longer help him!"

A Qian Tuo's ears and eyes are psychic. People fly forward, but all the changes behind him still can't hide his perception. The original electric light is scattered, the clouds dissipate, and it is about to disperse completely. Wang Chan's doom is still brewing. When it really comes, although it is attracted by others, the Leifeng Tower as a guide is Between the clouds, of course, all the dooms will disperse.

Feeling the more and more urgent throbbing in his heart, Ahanduo's body crossed the void and dodged back and forth, but there was no sign of weakening. Suddenly, he knew that his breath had been locked, and it was impossible to escape, and he could only take it. The body turned around and hurriedly. He took over the Leifeng Tower with one hand, clenched it into a fist with the other, and punched it out with the backhand.

His punch was powerless. It was just an ordinary black tiger's heart, but the magic door that also operated the magic hand was broken on the fist. Under one blow, the void was broken and turned into a huge black hole whirlpool. As soon as the blue rainbow caught up, it was hit by this punch, broken inch by inch, and turned into a little blue light. Splashing all over the place.

But when he was cold, the blue light dissipated, but there was a three-foot-long gray and white light, which was immortal. Unexpectedly, it was not affected by A Chanda at all. He rushed forward and hung it on A Chanda's wrist.

Like a poisonous snake coming out of the hole, catching prey, fleeting!

(to be continued)