Chapter 79 Kanshui Pulldown

"This, what is this sound? This pressure makes people feel so uncomfortable. A onlooker monk looked at Xiao Heng, who was sitting cross-legged, and muttered to himself with a frown.

"Everyone, stand back and be careful that someone will be innocently poisoned later." A beautiful nun who looked quite cautious opened her mouth to remind Sanxiu around her.

When Zhong Sanxiu heard the words, he immediately heard the cat's cry like a mouse. He quickly resisted the light and retreated hundreds of feet again.

At this time, some monks of the large sect had found the movement here. A group of monks gathered around in an organized way to see what was going on here.

His eyes stared at Xiao Heng, who was constantly rising, and Tianshui Qianqian frowned tightly.

In the middle of the three spiritual realms that appeared earlier, it was probably the monks of Luo Ba Dao's enemies, who also looked at Xiao Heng, who closed his eyes and crossed his knees, with a frustling face.

"Kkaka, Kaka." There were a few crisp sounds, which sounded in Xiao Heng's body.

A stream of real yuan that seemed to be real came out of the body in an instant, rolling around Xiao Heng's body. The spiritual power of this area is pulled by a trembling.

A palpitating breath gradually spread.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. Seeing this, the three monks in the middle of the spiritual realm already felt a little bad and began to retreat slowly.

At this moment, there was a "boom". A dull explosion suddenly burst into Xiao Heng's body.

With this explosion, a huge spiritual power also overflowed into the pores of Xiao Heng's whole body in an instant, surging crazily outside Xiao Heng's body. A trembling pressure was also at the same time as this explosion. It burst out in an instant and swept away in all directions. A gust of strength that scratched people's cheeks also swept away with the explosion.

At this time, Xiao Heng, like the nine gods who are about to wake up, is frightening.

"Who is this son? He has cultivated to the late spiritual realm at a young age. And it seems that the spiritual power in the body is also very strange, the real bone age... He is less than 20 years old. In front of a team of monks in white robes, an old man with no inner eyes and no breath was looking at Xiao Heng in surprise and said to himself.

A beautiful girl next to her who looked 17 or 18 years old heard the words, but she pouted and said unhappily, "Grandpa, is this boy really that powerful? I'm less than 20 years old, and my cultivation is actually one rank higher than me.

The old man looked at the beautiful nun lovingly and said with a smile, "Don't underestimate this monistic world. In the monistic world, there are endless geniuses. However, most geniuses fall early. Some amazing cultivations are all tenacious, or have amazing opportunities, so that they can be dangerously cultivated to the peak cultivation that makes people worship. In this jungle-like monistic world, I want to reach the peak safely. Don't even think about it. You know how to play all day long, otherwise with your cultivation talent, you would have broken through to the late spiritual realm.

After still pouted and nodded dissatisfiedly, the beautiful nun stopped talking, suspended in the air, and looked at Xiao Heng in the distance with some resentful eyes. It seemed that she had been scolded because of Xiao Heng.

Turning to look at the sky and water three thousand, at this time, his eyes were cold, and his eyes flashed at Xiao Heng, who was rolling around crazily with spiritual power all over his body. He didn't know what he was calculating.

And Xiao Heng's breath is also soaring crazily for a moment.

Tianshui's three thousand fists were clenched tightly, and the palms of his hands were full of sweat. At this time, he finally couldn't help it.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and three thousand hands in Tianshui put their hands together. The previous iron bowl appeared in front of Tianshui Sanqian again.

As soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the iron bowl. The iron bowl suddenly trembled, and a turbulent sound of water also came out of the iron bowl.

Looking at Xiao Heng, who had not fully woken up, Tianshui Sanqian immediately clicked at his eyebrows with one hand and pinched the formula with one hand. He read out a concise formula: "Heaven's punishment is my lord."

Then a strange light condensed on the tip of his finger pointing to the center of his eyebrows. Looking at the faint light condensed from the fingertips, the corners of Tianshui's mouth pulled a trace of curvature.

The next moment, his fingers pointed out towards the void of Xiao Heng's body. On his fingertips, the flashing faint light also immediately flashed a few times.

Xiao Heng's body, which sat on the ground, also trembled in an instant. The aura that kept rolling all over the body also began to rage in an instant. The blood vessels of the whole body also suddenly swelled. In a while, a trace of blood gradually overflowed in Xiao Heng's seven orifices. It makes Xiao Heng look extremely sad at this time.

"Oh, it's interesting, the secret of the ancient Tianshui Sect. This man actually can do it a little." Seeing the strange spell used by Tianshui Sanqian, the old man who was obviously an elder of a large sect said with great interest.

As soon as he heard the old man's words, the beautiful nun who didn't believe in Xiao Heng's strength before asked puzzledly, "Grandpa, what's the use of this ancient Tianshui Sect's secret?"

"I have read some records that this magic of Tianshui Sect is called 'Kanshui Pull Body Jue'. After exerting, you can control the water in the opponent's body. It's hard to defend." Listening to the words of the pretty nun, the old man also explained patiently.

When a group of neat white-clothed monks standing behind the two heard the words, they all looked at Tianshui Sanqian in shock. One of them said to himself with some envy, "If you learn such skills, isn't it all the opponent's defense shields? It's like a lie."

Hearing the soft voice behind him, the old man smiled and said, "Many skills, the more powerful they are, the more restrictions they have. Once this spell is used, it will consume nearly eight years of longevity. Didn't you see that he had consumed some blood and used the bonus of the spiritual weapon to barely exert it?

When the monk in white behind him heard the words, his envious eyes dissipated in an instant. Instead, there is a trace of regret. Such a skill has such a big drawback. The monks in the spiritual realm used it several times, and I'm afraid Shouyuan will be exhausted.

At this time, Xiao Heng's trembling body also suddenly appeared a white light, covering Xiao Heng's body. In an instant, the violent aura around Xiao Heng gradually re-immersed into his body.

The eyes suddenly opened, and the snow-like white hair was brought up by a strong wind. A drop of blood and tears slipped down the corners of his eyes. A breath that is stronger than three thousand Tianshui burst out of Xiao Heng's body in an instant.

Suddenly, a small wisp of golden horror flame spewed out in Xiao Heng's mouth in an instant. Three thousand Tianshui, which turned into a greatly changed face, was shot over.

Tianshui's reaction of three thousand is not slow. As soon as he saw Xiao Heng open his eyes, he began to make a French seal. In front of him, a thick ice wall was also quickly condensed at this time.

However, the ice wall, which seemed to have a weak defense power, was like nothing under the impact of the golden flame spewed by Xiao Heng. It instantly turned into a stream of water vapor and dissipated in the world.

Looking at the golden flame that was already close at hand, Tianshui Sanqian was shocked and immediately moved his mind. His iron-shaped spiritual weapon was instantly in front of him.

"Puff."

The golden flame hit the iron bowl, but it did not explode. It turned out to be like a maggot of the tarsoas, sticking to the iron bowl.

With a hissing burning sound, the iron bowl-shaped spiritual weapon staggered down in the angry eyes of Tianshui Sanqian.

"The pure fire of the spirit turned out to be the pure fire of the spirit." Almost at the same time, countless monks watching in the sky burst into exclamation. This kind of original spiritual fire is too rare. Almost all monks have studied it.

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