Chapter 117 A Reincarnation of Creation

Chapter 117 A Reincarnation of Creation [First Update for Collection]

Xia Shaofeng sat quietly under the ancient Bodhi tree, and the leaves were rattling. The mysterious truth appeared around. Six breaths change around Xia Shaofeng.

The breath above the six splits gradually becomes perfect. The originally vague split has gradually become solid.

Three months later, Xia Shaofeng's momentum instantly grew and continued to grow. Six wheels rotate around it.

"Well, not long after entering the realm of Jindan, are you going to enter the realm of Yuanying?" The Imchangsheng Jun looked at the breath emanating in the distance and said in surprise. Then he turned around and flashed, and appeared beside Xia Shaofeng.

"Six reincarnations, six breaths, and practicing six completely different skills are really mysterious." The emperor of Changsheng looked at Xia Shaofeng, who was sitting cross-legged under the ancient Bodhi tree, and muttered to himself.

At this time, there has been a change in the whole practice world, and the real big era is coming.

In the Great Fanyin Temple, countless pagodas stand, and the high mountains are carved with Buddha statues. There are continuous Buddha sounds in countless temples.

At this time, the golden clouds on this ancient temple accumulated, releasing extremely solemn pressure. The sound of Buddha kept coming out of the clouds, and countless golden lightnings loomed. At the moment when the clouds appeared, a monk in white robe slowly walked into the void.

Fairy Sword Courtyard, ten thousand swords worship, ten thousand swords return to one, a figure is surrounded by countless sword shadows, emitting a fierce momentum. Around countless sword shadows, four simple sword shadows make a buzzing sound. Thick black clouds condensed above the sky. Thunder and lightning keep appearing.

Ghost Shazong, on a gloomy hillside, the black fog is constantly permeated. A white figure is incompatible with the environment, and countless gorgeous flowers are blooming beside this woman in white. The flowers on the other side have bloomed for a thousand years and fallen for a thousand years. I don't want to see them for two lifetimes. The woman is surrounded by illusory flowers. A stone bridge stands at its feet. The clouds that slowly extend to the sky and continue to swallow thunder and lightning.

In the wild mountains, countless beasts roared in one direction. A huge figure occupied half of the sky, and countless thunder and lightning kept falling. The golden figure stepped on the golden auspicious clouds and entered the clouds in one fell swoop.

The blood evil spirit permeated. A scarlet man held a huge knife, stepped on a mysterious step, broke the void, and stepped into the sky. The blood evil in the sky has condensed to a thick state. It's like a huge bloody blanket spread in the sky. Opposite the rumbling thunderclouds.

Three old people with a quaint atmosphere walked step by step in the Gobi, followed by a handsome young man in a Taoist robe. The ferocious thunder and lightning kept hitting the four people.

A huge tripod stood in the mountain forest, and countless poisonous insects, snakes and ants crawled into the huge tripod. I saw a figure jumping into the giant tripod. In an instant, there was thunder and lightning in the sky.

"I can't calculate it, I can't calculate it." An old man perched on the top of a mountain, and the thunder and lightning on his head kept accumulating, showing the supreme power.

In the Changyun Xianque, the breath of Xia Shaofeng is constantly strong, and it is also constantly moving towards perfection.

Represents the continuous condensation of the six spiritual forces of Xia Shaofeng's six major skills.

A dark wheel appeared behind Xia Shaofeng, and the mysterious breath kept coming from the wheel.

"Have the six reincarnations finally begun?" The Longestal Lord looked at Xia Shaofeng for a moment, then sighed and turned away.

Among the wheels, six small wheels are constantly condensing.

The pure Buddha power of Buddhism.

The spiritual power of the Taoist sect.

The cold ghost power of the ghost door.

The bloodthirsty spirit of the magic door.

The evil and dark power of the evil way.

There is also the demonic power of the demon gate.

The six attribute forces are constantly condensing in Xia Shaofeng's first wheel, and six small wheels in the large wheel are constantly condensing.

Buddha, Tao, evil, demon, ghost, demon, six vague fonts appear in six small wheels.

Xia Shaofeng constantly devours spiritual power, and his body seems to be full of spiritual power. I want to release the feeling in one fell swoop.

Finally, when the spiritual power reached a certain critical point, Xia Shaofeng couldn't help releasing it. The magnificent momentum was released in an instant. Xia Shaofeng rose to the sky.

Dark clouds continue to accumulate in the sky, and the black clouds continue to change. Black becomes black and white, and then turns into six colors. Six-color clouds appear in the sky. For a moment, Changyun Hall had to look at the sky.

Xia Shaofeng stood on the sky, looking at the constantly changing clouds in the sky, he was terrified.

And the Changyun Hall also caused a lot of trouble. There was a six-color thunderstorm, which was not available in ancient and modern times.

"The six-color thunderstorm? What kind of thunderstorm is this? A disciple of Changyun Hall said inexplicably.

"Since ancient times, the color of thunder and disaster has been decided by the practice of skills. Could it be that this person has repaired the skills of the six schools?"

"It's impossible. The skills of the six sects are so powerful that even if you practice the skills of the two sects at the same time, you will go crazy, not to mention the skills of the six sects."

"It's not exactly. I heard that in the past, the Great Fanyin Temple had two skills to practice Buddhism and ghosts, and then practiced to the realm of crossing the disaster, and finally soared away."

"That's, what's more, our three generations of ancestors are said to have practiced the skills of the five major schools and practiced Tongtian."

"It's a pity that the three generations of ancestors have nowhere to be found."

"This man has six colors of robbery clouds. Is there going to be a monk who is more powerful than the three generations of ancestors in the Changyun Hall?"

There is a lot of discussion in the Changyun Hall.

At the moment when the six-color disaster cloud appeared, in the six dense places in the practice world, six stone tablets made a buzzing movement. Six stone tablets are the mystery of the world in ten directions.

As soon as the stone tablet moved, the guardian stone tablet also found a vision and monitored the Changyun Hall one after another.

"The six-color disaster? I, Xia Shaofeng, will come to meet you today. Xia Shaofeng stood proudly in the void, leaving Tianyan and incarnating a touch of black and white reincarnation.

It has broken out of the long cloud hall and suspended on the void of Zilang Mountain. A few disciples saw the mysterious people who crossed the disaster. They practiced six skills to the realm of small perfection and condensed the six Yuanying.

This is unbelievable.

Xia Shaofeng ignored the idle people, and the flame under his feet exuded two mysterious breaths of life and death.

"Gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Five-line rune. Xia Shaofeng drew in the air, and the five-color rune appeared all over him.

"Five elements gather together, and the small five elements seal the spell." Xia Shaofeng's mind moved, and he formed a small five-eed seal spell to protect himself.

Black and white reciprocal stone bridge, five-color small five-e elements seal spell. Xia Shaofeng used two unique skills in an instant and appeared in front of everyone with an arrogant attitude.