Chapter 1701 Chapter 279: Huanglong Xianjun

In the end, Tang Luo still didn't hold back, and commanded the world with the power of the law, so that Baili Nei's spiritual energy could not condense again.

Such an edict can only affect the vitality of the heavens and the earth, but it cannot affect the spiritual energy contained in the martial artist, nor can it destroy the spiritual power model built by them with the power of the soul. The only effect is probably to weaken the power of the spiritual skills.

For example, disassembling the components of the profound realm spiritual skills is probably model + spiritual power + soul effect + vitality condensation.

Among them, the spirit effect and the vitality of the imperial envoy are all things that require the coordination of the vitality of the world and the earth. This is also the lever of the martial art itself, but after removing these two levers, let the spiritual skill be pure, then to achieve the original effect, you must Let the martial artist use his own aura to make up for the part that heaven and earth do not want to participate in.

That is to say, the spiritual skills of these magical powers are not considered to be ingenious. Otherwise, just to make up for the spiritual consumption in the model, they are enough to drink a pot.

Under the effect of the edict, many townsmans had already sensed the danger when the spirit skills were released, so they decisively dissipated the spirit skills.

But there are also some who bite the bullet and fill up the spiritual skill model with their own spiritual power, but the condensing speed and the shot are slower.

The corpse monk who was bombarded with infinite spiritual skills finally got a respite. Although he didn't know why the world suddenly changed, he knew that this matter was good for him.

"It turns out that this is magical revelation, the monk knows it!"

Feeling the sudden weakness of the soothing envoys, Guhan laughed wildly, took a deep breath, and incorporated Mo Lin into the golden body.

At this time, the immeasurable ghost Luohan half-length golden compassion, half-length young fangs, dead air like smoke, gently wrapped around the golden elbow, and arched behind him a golden and blue flame-shaped backlight.

This is the strongest state of Guhan's corpse qi golden body. After discovering that the vitality rules have been changed, he gave up his plan to escape, instead mobilizing the strongest spirit body and slaying the envoys toward the town.

The golden body fused with death energy gave Guhan not only a strong and tough spirit body, but also unparalleled mobility. Coupled with the boxing techniques that had been practiced for decades, the dead monk was surrounded by a group of townsmen. China comes and goes like entering no one's land.

For these magical powers who are accustomed to spiritual skills, physique is an out-and-out stupidity. After all, to fight close is to give one's back to others to sneak attack, so they can cultivate to the fierce level of the magical giant. Which one is not good at making long-range spiritual skills and escape skills.

This is their philosophy of survival. It's just that there are losses and gains in fighting for martial arts. Now that they have chosen the branches of spiritual skills and escape skills, and the intrigue between the imaginary and the snake, then naturally there is no time to practice physical skills that are not highly profitable.

Anyone who can master one or two palm martial arts can be regarded as a good hand, but this kind of attainment is really not enough for the murderous corpse monk.

The golden body condensed by the corpse qi encounters the gong body of the fierce state, it really hurts if it hits it, and it will die.

After being shot down by two or three town magistrates, the encirclement of more than fifty strong men was scattered all at once.

As long as Guhan reveals a little attacking movement, the town caretaker in that position will flee ahead of time, and the other surroundings dare not take the opportunity to step forward, but just keep a safe distance and dawdle around the outside, pretending Condensing spiritual skills.

Such a scene made An Jingtian feel furious. As the great master of Shenting, he naturally felt the changes in the rules of vitality, but he did not expect that these kings and townsmen, when faced with such changes, It would be so vulnerable!

"The person who knows the body will come forward, and will condense the evil spirit skills. Three or five people will form a group to lock the corpse monk's activity space!"

An Jingtian furiously ordered. Although he knew that the cultivators of the magic path were mud that could not support the wall, he did not expect that facing such a powerful enemy, these people could not even be united, and would rather watch their teammates be Break them one by one, and don't want to stand side by side. What is the value of cultivating such waste!

Earth, fire, wind, thunder, and four pairs of spiritual wings transformed into spiritual armor painted on the body, and more than ten famous swords of various shapes were displayed in the Immortal Soldier Front Art.

An Jingtian whispered the real name of the **** armor and the **** shield, and the grand master of the **** court behind the law uniform, with a compelling spirit.

The cause of such a big battle was naturally not because of the dead monk, but because he believed that the attack was Wenren Yuanwu's handwriting.

Although I don't know where the Lord of the Blood Chamber came up with such a set of tricky rules, An Jingtian is not afraid.

"Back then, Xu Xiao used the Hunyuan Sword to stop you, so how can An Jingtian fail today!"

The warrior An Jingtian stepped on the void, and the rumbling counter-shock waves made the master holding a sword and shield pierce the sky like a meteor.

The master who has been able to make a slight difference to the vitality change naturally knows where the edict just started.

And the reason why he was able to have the confidence to face Yuan Wu, a war-wen man, was also because of this edict.

Everyone knows that Wenren Yuanwu enters the Tao with a sea of ​​blood. In other words, most of the power of the lord of the blood house lies in the sea of ​​blood, and the sea of ​​blood is just a legend and a concept.

It's just that Wenren Yuanwu condensed the evil spirit between the world and the earth to complete the epic projection thousands of years ago. Now he uses the edict to help Guhan, but he has harmed himself.

If you can defeat the King of People as a master! ?

Just thinking of this made An Jingtian tremble with excitement, holding the sword and shield tightly, and evading light faster and faster.

But when he arrived in the middle of the imperial order, he suddenly stopped in the air and looked terrified.

Because of the two people who are looking at each other in the sky above Feixian Waterfall, there is no figure of Wenren Yuanwu, the lord of the Blood Tower, but the courage of the two is too amazing. One is naturally perfect, the other is fierce and domineering, better than he is familiar with. Qionghua Xingjun is more than a few times stronger.

When the two eyes focused on him at the same time, neither the **** armor nor the sword and shield in his hand could give him any sense of security.

After thinking for a while, I could only stop in the air awkwardly, and the swords and shields staggered to salute the two men: "Wang Xunan Jingtian, Dai Qionghua Xingjun greets the two seniors."

"Qionghua?"

The man with yellow hair and a strong lion pondered for a while, as if he couldn't remember the name, and then waved his hand impatiently, saying hello to An Jingtian.

Then he stared at the person in front of him, and said displeased: "The Lord broke into the Ten Thousand Immortal Mountain Region, and different landlords said hello to change Baili's aura according to the rules. It would be too unreasonable to put the Lord in his eyes!"

In the entire Wanxian Mountain Region, there is only one person who can possess such a momentum and still consider himself a landlord.

An Jingtian suddenly realized that if it were that person, it made sense to have such a momentum.

(End of this chapter)