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- Poyu walked step by step, and each step seemed to be accumulating momentum.
Poyu said lightly: "Every ancestor of the creation Yuanling gave a set of spells, and as the first generation of creation Yuanling, the spells bestowed by the gods are high-grade Taoism. step."
The more you walk in, the more violent the Poyu's aura will be. Before people get close, the aura it exudes can easily kill the fellow monks.
Just at the nick of time, Longli's natal magic weapon, the Heisha Ling, flew out of the Qiankun Sack again uncontrollably.
At the same time, Po Yu's aura has accumulated to the extreme.
With a roar, endless light flashed on the soles of his feet, and then he stepped forward with a palm towards Longli.
High-grade Taoism, even if the Poyu is only a physical body and cannot perform any spells, but this move, a stepping god, is indeed a secret technique that can be performed by pure physical body, and it is an extremely rare physical training method.
Just at this moment, the Heisha Ling radiated light, and a roll of scrolls was automatically opened. In the scrolls, a finger appeared very abruptly, and the finger stretched out, stepping towards the god of heaven.
The two did not make any sound, but the gods fell apart as soon as they stepped on it, and their fingers were also shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Poyu's will is now paying attention to everything here, and when he saw the picture scroll, a very bad feeling emerged from his heart.
At this time, the three envoys who had been paying attention to the great battle all changed their faces once again, and blurted out: "The true scroll of Huang Ji."
"The natal magic weapon of Master Huanglong!"
At the same time, in a certain great world of the heavens and myriad worlds, an ordinary-looking old man was traveling around. The cultivation he showed was only the Nascent Soul realm, which was very ordinary, but he did stop his figure at this time. , and a cultivator who transformed himself behind, seeing this disciple suddenly stopped, shouted angrily: "Yu Jing, don't act quickly, and delay the mission of the sect, can you bear it?"
At this time, the old man was indeed motionless, but a trace of blood did flow from one part of his finger.
At this moment, the cultivator of Huashen was obviously even more angry, and he grabbed the old man named Yujing, wanting to teach him a lesson.
However, just as the big spiritual hand touched the opponent's body, a burst of destructive force came out, directly killing the cultivator who transformed himself on the spot.
This sudden scene left the remaining Nascent Soul disciples stunned.
At this moment, a yellow dragon appeared from behind the old man, and it spun around, engulfing all the Nascent Soul cultivators around.
The old man seemed to have done an insignificant thing, and murmured: "Someone is refining my natal magic weapon. It shouldn't be. I divided that natal magic weapon into three parts of different sizes. Already collected?"
The old man is the real Huanglong who left the Xuanhuang Pagoda. He did not immediately go to the place where Master Yuanling was, but came to the Great Realm, the Cangwu Realm. Even a powerful sect, a Qizong, naturally has his intentions in doing so.
At this moment, real Huanglong pinched his fingers and continued to deduce, but after a lot of deduction, he got nothing.
Reverend Huanglong thought for a while, then pointed out towards the void, and in front of Reverend Huanglong, the same body similar to Reverend Huanglong appeared, but this body was indeed as dry as wood, and more obviously, A section of finger bone in the right hand of this body has been completely reduced to ashes.
"Crushed the phalanx of the avatar in the real volume of Huang Ji."
Afterwards, Master Huanglong pointed out again that the withered body gradually became saturated, and the fingers also grew out quickly.
Daoist Huanglong's faint voice came out: "Clone, be sure to find out who has used the Huangji real scroll recently. Once found, it will be wiped out immediately."
The man who looked almost identical to the real Huang Long suddenly smiled charmingly at this moment, and also said: "Daoist Huang Long, did this king lure you out?"
At this moment, with Daoist Huang Long as the center, this small world is completely isolated.
Master Huanglong's face suddenly changed, and he said: "You are not my clone, who are you?"
Suddenly, the man who had the same appearance as Master Huanglong suddenly and slowly changed into a monk wearing cassock and holding a Zen staff.
After seeing this person, Master Huang Long blurted out: "You are the Great Freedom King."
The monk smiled faintly, and said, "Fellow Daoist Huanglong, I should continue to call you Fellow Daoist Huanglong, and I should still call you King Indra."
The real Huanglong's complexion became extremely ugly, and he said word by word: "Da Zizai, when did you find the real volume of this pornographic collection?"
The monk continued to speak slowly: "Back then, the Great Tianzun asked you to explain the teachings and be an undercover agent. Didn't you think of a second hand? Huangji Zhenjuan, its true face, you obviously know it better than me. Such a heavenly treasure, you are just a Jinxian, if you betray, how should you take it back."
Master Huanglong's face was ugly, and he said: "I have never betrayed the Buddhist sect, and if it were not for my early report at that time, the Buddhist sect would have suffered a disastrous defeat."
The monk nodded and said: "If it weren't for that, you would have died back then, King Dishi, you are the head of the twelve heavenly kings of Buddhism and Taoism, but under the great catastrophe, you really hesitated and chose to help the Yuanling, and then completely concealed."
"If it weren't for this accident, I used this method to destroy a part of the hand bone you were in contact with, otherwise, I really couldn't find you."
Master Huanglong said coldly: "Having said so much, Great Zizai Heavenly King, what is your purpose?"
The monk continued: "It's very simple, go back with me, and explain to the Great Tianzun why you did this back then."
Daoist Huanglong's expression changed several times, and he sneered, "It's up to you?"
Long Li naturally didn't know about this, the finger bone appeared extremely abruptly, and after withstood Poyu's blow, it completely collapsed without trace.
However, Poyu at this time was also extremely weak, Long Li naturally would not give up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
There was a flash of light between the eyebrows, and then a sword protruded directly from the void, and slashed towards Poyu fiercely.
"The ground is cracked!"
After Poyu's body was trampled by the deity, he had no power to fight back at all. At the same time, Poyu's will shook his head helplessly, and pointed at the tomb of clothes. Yu, in an instant, became a powerhouse who turned into a god, and blocked the ground cracking blow.
At the same time, after Long Li was blocked from the attack, his heart was shaken again, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, but the next moment, the surrounding space was unblocked, and the figures of the three women also appeared beside him.
The three girls were sealed for no reason before, unable to move at all, and even their breath was completely blocked. Now that they resumed their actions again, they were shocked to see their senior brother Long Li seriously injured, so they ran quickly past.
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