Chapter 228 Wanfa Yuan Ti finally encounters the sand of time
The two of them knocked around and discovered that there was a thick circle of forbidden spiritual light on the outside, covering the palace inside.
The Peacock Saint's injuries have improved a lot after Ye Yang's treatment.
She calmed her breath and spoke.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, you are skilled in swordsmanship, powerful in attack, and the energy of gold and iron is just enough to overcome this restriction."
"You take a strike and see if you can break this forbidden aura."
The two of them had just had a conversation and already had some tacit understanding.
Ye Yang nodded, jumped up, raised the swords in his hands, and then the light shone brightly.
The sword is extremely sharp and the sword is extremely domineering. It can cut into the sky with great speed.
Ever since he broke through to the third level of warrior realm and practiced the Zhu Chan Moon Swallowing Spiritual Technique.
His magic power has been transformed from the Heavenly Toad's Eight Transformation Qi into the Zhu Chan's Moon-Swallowing Spiritual Technique.
Both the intensity and strength have risen to a new level again.
Manggu! Manggu!
Manggu Zhuchan shouted loudly, and all his magic power surged out vigorously like a rolling spiritual river.
The Ghost Head Seven Ring Sword and the Red Maple Sword struck the aura restriction one after another, working together on one point.
The wind is blowing hard.
Soon, a crack appeared on the huge restriction, and a hole the size of a bowl was cut out.
But the next moment, the light of the sword and the light of the sword disappeared.
The hole in the spiritual light restriction slowly healed again.
The spiritual light restriction was as smooth as new, as if it had never been injured.
Although the light of the sword did not play its intended role.
But just after I tried it, the light of the sword was indeed extremely sharp, and it had a miraculous effect on restraining the spiritual light.
Ye Yang's confidence greatly increased.
"Come again."
The Peacock Saint touched it gently, and a sharp purple light appeared on her finger.
She and Ye Yang looked at each other.
Ye Yang once again summoned the Red Maple Sword, the sword light circulated, and the air was filled with sword threads.
The sword light was pushed to the extreme, and the sword wires became lines, making it even more sharp.
The red sword thread, the brilliant light, the red maple sword that is activated to the extreme.
Strike out in one fell swoop.
The sharpness of the sword wire is better than the light of the sword.
Seeing this, the Peacock Saint touched her peacock finger and once again bloomed with purple brilliance.
The sword practice sword silk and the peacock finger are perfectly combined.
next moment.
A bang!
Above the huge light curtain, a brilliant brilliance appeared out of thin air, and a crack more than two feet wide appeared in the restriction.
But the next moment, the spiritual light restriction slowly healed again.
"Come again."
I saw that the aura restriction was slowly being repaired.
Ye Yang and the Peacock Saint looked at each other again, and the two of them joined forces again, and a huge ray of light flew out again.
Just at the moment when the spiritual light restriction was about to close, another combined attack from the two of them had already arrived.
The sword wire combined with the peacock finger and tore a hole more than ten feet wide in the crack.
Seeing this, the two knew that the opportunity was not to be missed, and hurriedly rushed into the restriction.
But the scene in front of them couldn't help but surprise the two of them.
There was actually a person in the empty hall in front of him. He was wearing a black robe, his hair was hanging down, his face was ugly, and his complexion was scorched.
The lip was split in half, revealing two huge fangs.
Although not tall, he is quite heroic.
At this moment, he was facing away from everyone, as if he was looking for something, and he was moving many treasures towards the storage bag in his hand.
At this moment, I was awakened by the sound behind me. I turned my head and saw Ye Yang and I couldn't help but be surprised.
"Who are you? How dare you come here without my order."
Ye Yang and the Peacock Saint looked at each other and frowned slightly.
The person in front is not very old, only a teenager, but the aura on his body is very strange, and he has already reached the warrior realm.
It's just that the breath is not very stable. One moment he is in the warrior realm, and the next moment he falls to the ventilation realm.
Even after a while, the aura became vast and ethereal again, and the specific cultivation level could not be seen.
Seeing that Ye and Yang were silent, the young man's eyes flashed with a cold light.
"Yes, you two must have seen the decline of Qingming Island and came to fight against the autumn wind."
After seeing the two of them, he thought for a moment and then reacted.
After all, the Peacock Saint has been lurking here for a long time and has already figured out the boy's identity.
"Are you the closed disciple that Zhuang Guyuan accepted?"
Ye Yang was suddenly startled and secretly alerted. He thought of a rumor.
Legend has it that the closed disciples accepted by Zhuang Guyuan were the bodies of Lord Qingming who had taken possession of their bodies and re-cultivated their bodies.
Lord Qingming is a powerful person in the real-life realm. Although he has taken away his body and rebuilt it, everyone knows what the other party has and cannot be underestimated.
He took a step back slightly and looked around warily, cautiously.
"How brave, how dare you break into my Qingming Island."
Although this young man is not very old.
But when he spoke, he was old-fashioned, his face was full of vicissitudes of life, and he exuded a powerful aura.
The Peacock Saint smiled coldly.
"You are so brazen. You, a young monk who has just entered the warrior realm and has not yet stabilized his magic power, dare to speak nonsense in front of the two of us."
The man chuckled.
Although the voice is childish, the slightly aged and mature tone goes straight into the minds of the two of them.
A cold snort was like a steel knife hitting their hearts.
"A rough guy with a third-level martial artist, and a seriously injured slutty guy with a fifth-level martial artist. His tone is not bad."
He turned his head sharply and grabbed it with five fingers. The empty room turned white, and violent electric lights appeared in the air.
The electric light gathered and formed into electric balls, covering Ye Yang and the Peacock Saint.
Ye Yang had seen the Qingming Thunder Wind and Cloud Spiritual Technique and knew that it was a small spell recorded in it.
It's called the five-finger hooking technique.
But if an ordinary person can practice it to the point of releasing thunder and lightning, he will be a master.
This weird boy can actually create white space in a void, shoot out thousands of electric lights, and gather them into balls.
It's really unbelievable and unheard of.
The electric ball is coming and is unstoppable.
Ye Yang's swords suddenly struck out, a flash of snow-white sword light and a flash of red maple sword light appeared in front of him.
A clear sound!
The sword light and the electric ball collided with each other, and a tingling sensation came, but he did not lose his remaining energy.
Ye Yang was forced back three steps by the thunderball's counterattack.
The most serious one is the Peacock Saint.
The Peacock Saint was seriously injured. Even if she released the colorful light to block her, she was destroyed by the thunderball in an instant.
After being hit by a thunderbolt, his body was already covered in charred black.
A pair of beautiful hair has also turned into charcoal.
The next moment, the Peacock Saint blurted out.
"It turns out to be Wan Fa Yuan Ti, really powerful!"
"Fellow Taoist, the three of us have the same goal. There are so many treasures here, so there is no need to fight and kill them."
The ugly boy snorted coldly.
"At such a young age, what qualifications do you have to call me a fellow Taoist? Besides, this place is all my collection, so what does it have to do with you?"
The ugly boy's answer was unexpected and arrogant.
The two of them didn't know how to deal with it for a while.
Ye Yang export reminder.
"This person is suspected to have been rebuilt by Master Qingming, so fellow Taoists need to be careful."
"It's so true!"
The Peacock Saint was quite surprised when she first heard this, but after all, she had an extraordinary background, so she quickly came to her senses.
The ugly boy laughed.
"It's a bit of a wink. Now that you've guessed my identity, I'll die well!"
He said one word, transformed into a strange lightning, and came to kill again, very fast.
Facing these two people who were much stronger than him, he actually took the lead in launching an attack.
The moment he left the place, Ye Yang actually saw three snow-white gravels placed on a relic behind him.
The gravel floated quietly in the glass bottle, shining with white light, which made Ye Yang quite excited.
Ye Yang couldn't help but breathe slightly as the goal he had dreamed of for a long time was right in front of him.
He held a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. He raised the blade and struck the ground with the blade, leaving a large scratch on the ground.
The fighting spirit in his body shot up to the sky, filled with murderous intent.
At this time, Shisha, he couldn't give up no matter what.
The Peacock Saint ducked slightly and hid behind Ye Yang.
A gorgeous feather suddenly emerged from her hand, and then turned into a flash of sword light and rushed away.
The ugly-faced young man in black robe looked like a ghost, incarnating into countless afterimages of wind and clouds, and easily avoided the sword light.
He had already rushed to the front of the Peacock Saint.
He also has his own battle plan. He wants to capture the seriously injured Peacock Saint first, and then deal with Ye Yang alone.
The lightning was so fast that the Peacock Saint was killed beside her before she could react.
crucial moment.
Ye Yang hugged the peacock saint next to him.
Qianying falls into her arms, and her chest is filled with warmth and comfort. The Peacock Saint was stunned for a moment before she could react.
When she raised her head, she realized that a bolt of lightning was hitting the spot where she was standing.
There was a trace of gratitude on her face.
Let Ye Yang hold him and lead her to a safe place.
The blow was ineffective, and the ugly young man snorted coldly, his black hair flying in the wind, exuding mysterious and powerful power.
He pointed at the sky, and a blue five-thunder seal with a flat pattern flew out from behind him.
On the seal, there is a Suan Ni swallowing clouds and mist, swirling with lightning, resembling the King of Thunder and Lightning, and the base is interlaced with gold-painted dragon patterns.
The two of them immediately lost their composure upon seeing each other and said in unison.
"It turns out to be Qingming Island's famous top-grade magic weapon, the Five Thunder Seals!"
"How can you, a young monk who has just entered the warrior realm, use this high-grade magic weapon?"
High-grade magic weapons require a lot of mana, which is difficult for ordinary early and mid-term warrior practitioners to activate.
But the power of high-grade magic weapons far exceeds that of ordinary magic weapons.
The ground around him surged, and rocks and dust fell from the stone walls.
Ye Yang looked heavy.
Although they had only fought for a moment, this person actually had the upper hand.
He mobilized the spiritual energy around him before taking action, and his moves were smooth and natural, yet sophisticated and vicious.
Ye Yang had only seen such a terrifying state in one person, and that was Luo Changsheng.
But Luo Changsheng used the world and nature as his sword. Although he was attacked all the time, he was still able to distinguish the feeling of nature.
However, as soon as this man made a move, he seemed to have merged into nature, no longer distinguishing between them.
This shows that his control over magic power is far superior to Luo Changsheng's.