Rumble~~~

The indescribable terrifying pressure, accompanied by the extremely huge white jade palm, slowly pressing down, causing the long air flow between the sky and the earth to collapse continuously.

Rules are interpreted under the white jade palm, shaking the yin and yang and the five elements, and the mountains and rivers are dismantled and reconstructed below.

This scene fell into the eyes of those who were watching the battle in various parts of the Taoist Song Dynasty, and they were shocked.

"Even if the immortals in the tenth realm have magic powers like rivers, it is difficult for them to achieve such a palm. The laws linger in it seem to be the stage of the three disasters and tribulations similar to the eleventh realm."

The prince of the Song Dynasty and Qin Hui and other imperial observers on the high-rise buildings in Luoyang were inexplicably trembling at Wang Chongyang's attack.

When practicing the thirteen realms between heaven and earth, after the second step of innateness, and then moving into the third step of becoming an immortal, one will no longer practice true qi and physical body, but magic power.

Mana has quality.

The ninth realm law is like clouds and mist, which initially merges the spirit of nature and one's own true energy to form "magic power". The magic power is the power of the law that one can understand.

However, the power of this law can only be considered a small success before the nine realms and ten realms. It is just a small law formed by one's own martial arts, which cannot compare to the great law nurtured by the universe itself.

Therefore, the practice of immortals at the eleventh level will begin to move towards the great laws of heaven and earth, and the eleventh level of practice will be derived.

Overcome three disasters.

The three disasters are disasters in heaven and earth, and they nurture the laws of heaven and earth. By attracting disasters in the body, they can truly possess the great laws of heaven and earth power of heaven and earth.

At this time, every move can truly echo the heaven and earth, representing the will of heaven and earth.

Wang Chongyang was clearly just a tenth level immortal. However, his last palm exerted a law power similar to the three disaster immortals in the eleventh level, causing the sky and earth to storm above Wanxian Mountain, and pressed against the two ancestors of Qingcheng Mountain in an irresistible posture.

"He has really entered the eleventh realm?"

In a famous mountain Taoist gate in the north of the Song Dynasty, a surprised voice resounded in the clouds on the top of the mountains. The speaker was a Taoist with a three-legged golden toad hanging around his waist.

If someone who knows him is here, he will know that this person is Bai Yuchan, the famous fifth-generation Quanzhen ancestor in the Southern Sect.

The one he called his master was Chen Nan, the fourth-generation ancestor who passed on to him Dafa.

Their common first ancestor was Zhang Ziyang, the one who holds the cow's ears in the Lower Taoist Sect today.

Zhang Ziyang took over the second-generation disciple Shi Tai, Shi Tai took over the third-generation disciple Xue Shi, Xue Shi took over the fourth-generation disciple Chen Nan, and Chen Nan took over the fifth-generation disciple Bai Yuchan.

Xue Nan and Wang Chongyang are not very different in age. They are of the same age and have a tenth level of cultivation. But at this time, he felt that Wang Chongyang from Wanxian Mountain had a palm covering the two Qingcheng ancestors with one hand, and his face was solemn:

"A little bit like, but not..."

Even he couldn't tell whether Wang Chongyang was already one level higher than him.

...

...

Cultivators from all over the Taoist Song Dynasty were closely watching the power behind this palm.

Watching it landed on the heads of Huang Shunzhi and Zhang Daobin, the two ancestors of Qingcheng, with irresistible power.

at this time.

The two Qingcheng ancestors had the only eyes of the continuous tremors and raging air currents collapsed.

"This blow, my Qingcheng..."

Huang Zu was sad and his beard was flying. He could no longer accommodate anything in his sight. There was only this palm above his head, and only the space in front of him trapped by the palm-sinking lock was bound towards him.

"I didn't expect that since the ancestor Tianshi entered Qingcheng Mountain to practice, he left the dragon and tiger swords and was obtained by me and my senior brother. It took only six hundred years to be erased today... "

As the earth shook, Zhang Zu, who was named Qingcheng's father-in-law, felt a desperate force of in resistance facing this endless palm.

He had no fear in his heart, only a deep reluctance.

If you die under this palm, you will die. What you are unwilling to be the Sword Immortal Sect left by Zu Tianshi, will be destroyed from now on. He and his senior brother will also disappear for hundreds of years.

It doesn’t count if it is broken. If you lose this battle, you will be annexed by the Quanzhen Sect to the entire Daotong Mountain Gate of Qingcheng Mountain.

This was the most unbearable humiliation he had.

"Although we can't escape the feathering today, we must also win some vitality for the descendants of Qingcheng. Junior brother, let's fight to the death!"

Under his big palm, Huang Zu gritted his teeth and rose up in front of the pressure of the vast sky, and his magic power was like a dragon and the sky, and it started to burn.

Under the big hand, it seemed like a fire man turned into a fireman!

He used his hands to shoot out thousands of sword energy!

Everyone can see that he wants to burn his life and try his best to drag Wang Chongyang into the water at all costs!

boom!

Huang Zu was full of magic power, and Zhang Zu followed closely, trying to find a result of death together.

Chichichi!!!

The sword energy on the two people rushed into the sky, roaring and pulling thousands of sharp airflows, extremely dazzling, bombarding the big hand, slight shocking.

Following closely behind were two large sun fireball-like sword lights tore everything from the big hands.

Faced with the crazy behavior of the Second Patriarch of Qingcheng, Wang Chongyang looked indifferent and pressed his palm lightly:

"Even if you two die together, it's just a little trouble for me, so what's the use..."

Under his big hand, an extremely huge divine tripod was held in his palm, with mountains, rivers and the country embroidered on it, and various large-sleeved immortals wearing high crowns and robes.

Once taken out, a sense of the law that suppresses all things flows on it.

When practicing in heaven and earth, the laws that individuals understand are not inferior to those of heaven and earth. They all depend on the level of one's understanding.

This is exactly where Wang Chongyang can use the ten-level immortal realm to exert a power similar to the laws of heaven and earth in the eleventh realm.

It is a Taoist weapon that looks like treasures but not treasures, like gods but not gods, and is like gods but not gods.

It is both his Dharma and his weapon, called "One Qi Transforms Divine Cauldron", which is his unique understanding of the realm of "using Qi Transforms Divine Power" to form magic power.

The big hand held the tripod and suppressed it down, and the pressure flowed down like a substance, causing the mountains, rivers and earth veins below to jump in an instant.

Another moment!

The mana burning power on the two ancestors of Qingcheng could not flow, and they were instantly suppressed by a force.

"Can't even be able to destroy yourself?"

Huang Shun's heart was despair.

Seeing the suppression and erasing force of this big tripod, it was about to completely suppress the two people and wipe them out into powder all over the sky.

Sudden!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A large area of ​​fragments appeared in the void in the distance, and a fist that seemed to rise from the history of time came back to ancient and modern times.

clang!

A bell rang, shaking the sky and the ground, and the ripples spread out ripples that could be seen in the naked eye, spreading hundreds of miles!

With the sound of the bells far away, spiritual particles first boiled violently above Wanxian Mountain, and the next second, they seemed to be suppressed from the space-time level.

The endless spiritual particles were instantly frozen in the void.

"What's going on?"

"Who is here to kill him in the air!"

Everyone here who watched the battle was shocked and looked in one direction as if they were feeling something. It was the direction of the void in the sky, and a fist like a big sun rising from the sea rose up.

Then, it turned into an extremely huge fist, blasting through layers of voids and piercing through here!

Countless void turbulence along the way were disturbed and scattered!

Under this fist seal, the big tripod of Huang Shunzhi and Zhang Daobin, the two Qingcheng ancestors, was instantly fixed in the void. The vital energy and laws on it flowed and turned, as if they were filled with lead, and became very slow!

"This breath is..."

The two Qingcheng ancestors looked at the big tripod above their heads hovering there incredible ways, no longer pressing down, and the danger suddenly resolved.

boom!

But even more shocked and changed color, Wang Chongyang was still a step late even though he turned around quickly, as if his thoughts were running hard at the moment when the bell rang.

So I only had time to see a huge fist piercing through it and instantly hit my "One Qi Transformation Divine Cauldron".

Rumble!!!

A loud noise that was shocking from the sky came from the sky.

Wang Chongyang's big tripod was smashed into the sky by the fist coming from the sky and flew up!

Huh huh huh huh!!

When the big tripod was knocked away from Huang Shunzhi and Zhang Daobin's heads by a punch, the two Qingcheng ancestors under the tripod immediately resumed their actions!

"Who will save us!"

Wang Chongyang's voice was low in the sky, his eyes stared deep in quietness, and he looked in the direction of the punch.

"Who is the visitor!"
To be continued...