Chapter 939: fighting

Stepping into the portal, what you see in your eyes is an endless void. At this time, the many spell monks had summoned their respective altars again, and separated themselves into the void.
This piece of emptiness has no top and no bottom, no left and no right, and there is no distinction between sky and land. This is very familiar to Luo Fan, but for these monks who have not been on this planet many times in a lifetime. Said, but it is extremely unaccustomed.
Under such circumstances, with the choice of an altar that can serve as a foothold, they will naturally not be forced to endure themselves.
After Luo Fan, the King of Talisman also stepped into this portal.
Seeing that many spell monks summoned the altar to step on the altar again, as if it was still on the planet, the spell king smiled slightly and said: "Since this matter is mentioned by Taoist Luo Fan, I and Taoist Luo Fan will first Let’s learn from each other and show everyone what a quasi-saint level battle is like."
"Fortunately." Many other spell repairs can only say so.
Luo Fan smiled slightly, nodded, and his altar reappeared with a thought.
However, what appeared this time was not the huge form that appeared before, but was compressed by an unknown number of times, turned into a shape less than a foot high, and suspended above his head.
There were countless spells on it that turned into ribbons, hanging from the species, wrapping around his body.
Seeing this, the Talisman King raised his hand and flicked back, the door behind him shook slightly, and then disappeared into the invisible, as if it had never appeared before.
After that, an altar that had been compressed by an unknown number of times also appeared above his head, as if it was floating, as if it was being supported by something extremely stable.
But, it's just that. However, no spells appeared on the three-tiered altar, only a faint breath diffused, so that anyone could not help but focus on the altar.
"You come first." The Talisman King said lightly while floating there.
At this moment, the location of the cultivation of the many other spells is surrounded by a circle around the two of them, that is, around the portal that existed before. In the void, a void within a radius of thousands of miles came out.
With a radius of thousands of miles, this is nothing for any quasi-saint-level battle, but it is enough for the two sides to display their strengths when used for competition.
The Taoist realm of the Talisman King is the pinnacle of the quasi-sage of Zhongcheng, but Luo Fan’s strength has only just become the quasi-sage of Xiaocheng. From the perspective of the displayed strength, the strength gap between the two is more than ten thousand times. In such a comparison of strengths, it is obviously impossible for the King of Talisman to attack Luo Fan first-if that were the case, wouldn't Luo Fan be able to make a single move, so he was killed by a spike?
Therefore, Luo Fan can only take the first shot. Luo Fan had naturally anticipated this. Hearing the words of the King of Talisman, he was not polite, his mind moved slightly, and the talisman hanging from the altar suddenly condensed, condensing countless sharp blades in the void, in an instant Leaping over the void and directly stab the King of Talisman.
Each of these sharp blades is extremely sharp, extremely tough, and the speed is beyond imagination. Even the Void couldn't bear it. Under its impact, wave after wave of spatial ripples occurred, spreading out in all directions from where the blade passed, making the spell monks around them feel chilly.
In an instant, the altars each retreated, giving up a larger void to allow Luo Fan and the Talisman King to move and fight.
Facing such a sharp attack, Talisman King's eyes lit up slightly, and he said hello. Since there was a wave above his head, a wave of invisible fluctuations spread out from the altar, and in an instant swept through the countless numbers released by the Luofan altar. The sharp blade directly twisted the countless sharp blades into a fundamental charm.
Luo Fan had already expected this place, his mind moved slightly, those charms shook, turned into power and pounced back, gradually light up in the process, and re-condensed into charms.
"It's too stingy. To re-control these spells, it's better to reconsolidate the spells to attack." The spell king shook his head and didn't move his hands, but he said.
Just now, after the sharp blades formed by Luo Fan were twisted by the fluctuations generated by the Altar of the Talisman King, the imprint contained therein was almost completely collapsed and disappeared. Only a little bit remained, allowing him to reluctantly. Control these spells.
And what he did later was to recall these spells again, re-giving them his own brand, and let these spells have the ability to fight again. The reason why he needs to retreat to give some space is precisely because retreating can make him feel more relaxed to put those marks into it.
However, as the Talisman King said, such an approach certainly saves the power to condense these spells, but it is a waste of time. Although there is not much time wasted compared to the time it takes to re-consolidate the spell, and even a moment is considered an overestimation, but in the battle of the real quasi-sage level, such a small time gap is already enough The victory or defeat caused a fundamental impact-this is also the meaning of the spell king.
Luo Fan smiled in his heart. On the face, there was a sudden look. Such flaws were naturally exposed by him deliberately. If he directly made up for all the flaws and showed his own fighting ability flawlessly, wouldn't it increase the chance of others' suspicion?
Suddenly, Luo Fan's mind moved slightly, and the spells naturally condensed in the void and turned into a nine-clawed dragon.
When this dragon was just formed, it was just a few feet long. But after it took shape, Luo Fan directly controlled the altar above his head to spew countless charms into the nine-clawed dragon, causing the nine-clawed dragon to grow at an unimaginable speed, and it turned into a ten-thousand-meter length in an instant. Levitating in the void, spreading his teeth and dancing claws, he uttered a trembling dragon chant.
While the nine-clawed dragon was fully formed, the Talisman King did not move at all, but just watched.
He didn't say anything.
Obviously, he wanted to see what kind of moves Luo Fan could perform. As for no comment, he obviously wanted to fully experience the power of that move before proceeding.
When the nine-clawed divine dragon turned into ten thousand feet in length and became extremely solid, like a real flesh and blood creature, Luo Fan gave a soft drink, raised his hand and pointed, the nine-clawed divine dragon uttered a long groan and threw directly at the spell. king. This thump, the mystery of the martial arts, contains countless battles. Numerous phantoms dangled in the void, resulting in hundreds of millions of changes, and almost locked the place where the Talisman King dodges.
When the Talisman King saw this, his eyes brightened: "Although this person has almost zero combat experience at the quasi-sage level, his imagination is quite amazing. Almost as long as the Talisman Monk with the altar can do it, it is condensed. It's so real, so powerful, and so smart, but almost no one can do it. It's me, it's quite reluctant."
Thinking of this, he did not hesitate in his actions. The altar above his head was shocked again. This time it was not just a wave, but a huge palm composed of two spells rushed straight up, stretched out and grabbed. He directly grabbed the head and tail of the magic dragon, and suddenly pulled it to both sides, and the dragon was straightened directly, causing Luo Fan to completely lose control of him.
"Such a method is flashy, and it is not a threat to a quasi-sage level monk." Talisman King smiled slightly.
Obviously, thinking that the overall situation has been determined, he began to comment on this trick.
Seeing this, Luo Fan smiled. He had already exposed the flaws before, so naturally there is no need to deliberately reveal the flaws at this time.
With a move of his mind, he saw the nine-clawed dragon, which was held by two big hands one by one, shook slightly, opened his mouth and spit out, and a pike came out of his mouth, turning into a light curtain, covering Talisman King.
This training was solid and tough, and extremely sharp. Under this training, the void collapsed in pieces, shattered bit by bit, and finally completely turned into nothingness, leaving only a black void in the void.
Facing this training, Talisman King finally changed his expression slightly. The two giant spell hands loosened and turned, let go of the dragon, and directly caught the horse.
Although this exercise is just an illusory light, it is composed of spells after all. Although the giant hand is extremely solid and looks like real flesh and blood, it is also composed of spells after all. There is no essential difference between the two, so this giant hand, like real flesh and blood, can grasp the illusory light.
The power of the horse training was extremely amazing. Although the giant hand was composed of stronger spells in a more subtle way, under the impact of the horse training, the two giant hands began to collapse and dissolve. It looked like the flesh and blood of those two giant hands were peeling off in layers.
"Okay!" Seeing this, the Talisman King yelled without anger but joy.
In the altar above his head, countless charms rushed straight up, condensed into a huge long knife, and fell suddenly from top to bottom, passing the training in an instant.
This long knife looked ordinary, and it didn't produce any abnormality even when it slid through the void.
But after it passed the training, the training was like a pierced balloon, suddenly deflated, gradually shrinking, and finally collapsed and dissipated.
As the horse training dissipated, the nine-clawed divine dragon spun around in the void, and suddenly a huge fist blasted directly at the spell king.
At this moment, those two large spell hands were broken and obviously difficult to control perfectly, and the long knife was the one that just shattered the training, and it could not be recovered for a while. It was exactly the moment when no one could stop the fist.
This fist was not too big, at most it was just a circle bigger than the entire body of the Talisman King. This size is naturally smaller than the diameter of a thousand feet. But it is countless times more concentrated than that, if it can be hit, the power will be countless times greater.
The speed of the fist was beyond imagination, and it directly hit the body of the spell king.
The eyes of Talisman King were slightly dull, as if unable to react, letting the fist bang on his body.
However, the result was something that Luo Fan had expected, but for the other spell monks, they were surprised and unbelievable.
Because, the result of the collision was completely different from what they had imagined. It was not that the King of Talisman was injured, but that the fist was like tofu hitting a stone, and it collapsed directly, and even the spell could not return, and it was directly turned into dissipated energy. Flying around, forming a gust of wind.
While the Talisman King was floating there, his face was calm and calm, and he patted his body as if nothing happened.
"The combat talent of fellow Taoists is really amazing. It seems that as long as you practice for a period of time, you can perfectly adapt to the battle at the quasi-sage level." Talisman King smiled.
"Unfortunately, there is still no way to show your true supernatural powers." Luo Fan sighed.
"Why fellow Daoist should be ignorant of himself? Isn't what I reveal now is the real magical power?" He said, his body was shining, and a humanoid phantom composed of countless spells emerged from him, and began to expand continuously, eventually expanding to ten feet After all, just stopped.
"This is the magic body of the spell, which is the reconstruction of countless spells according to the structure of the body. It has an amazing defensive power. It is the magical power that must be actual combat in the battle of the quasi-sage level." The king of spells laughed.
"It turns out that the magic body of this spell is used here..." At this time, the charm monks around each sighed.
The magical power of the Talisman Dhammakaya has been described in the practice method passed down to them by the Talisman King. They all know how to construct it, but they have always regarded it as an external incarnation, as a clone, but I didn't think about fusing it with the body so that the body's defenses could be greatly strengthened.
As for why the magical powers necessary for the battle at the quasi-sage level at this time, the reason is even simpler. With the existence of the Quasi-Sage level, any attack is enough to destroy the world. If there is no super defensive power, the body will die and the soul will be scattered by accident. Naturally, this magic body is needed for defense.
Luo Fan actually knows this.
Because of this, he hadn't exclaimed any words that could be used in this way before. Although he insisted on saying it, it was too against his will, so he naturally didn't want to say more.
"Come on again." After the Talisman King explained it, he smiled slightly, and the magic body of the Talisman shrank again, still fused with his body, completely hidden in the invisible, as if it had never appeared before.
However, at this moment, none of the many spell monks present dared to regard it as non-existent. Each of them carefully observed the spell king, and wanted to see if there was anything special about him. Will there be any amazing magical powers to show?
Luo Fan would naturally not be polite. After several previous attacks that matched his Dao Xing realm level, he realized that he no longer needed to continue to suppress and endure, and he could exert a stronger strength, and began to test whether the spell king in front of him was the great quasi-sage.
The principle of temptation is not complicated. If the king of spells in front of him is the quasi-sage, then it is obvious that the stronger the war, the more courageous the war, turning all kinds of unlucky encounters into luck and turning misfortunes into blessings is his most basic trait. That is to say, if the king of spells in front of him is the great quasi-sage, then he is the protagonist of the entire dream world. As long as Luo Fan's attack does not have an overwhelming advantage, it can only bring him benefits, not impossible. Let him get hurt.
And if it weren't, it would naturally not have such characteristics.
As his mind turned, the altar above Luo Fan's head suddenly sank, swallowing him into the altar. Then there was a faint bright red light shining on the altar, and in a flash, he had already come to the front of the Talisman King. After a turn, countless bright red charms spewed out directly, condensed into a handful under the altar. The huge axe blasted directly towards the King of Talisman.
The Talisman King's complexion condensed slightly, and he raised his hand and pointed. The two giant hands held the long knife he later condensed, and slid upwards, directly to the axe with a faint red color.
The axe is huge and exudes a terrifying aura, as if it is enough to completely destroy the entire universe, the entire world.
But the long sword of the King of Talisman is extremely plain, it looks like ordinary ordinary iron casting, and there is no trace of peculiarities at all.
The difference in appearance between the two can be clearly seen by any creature present. The mystery of the long knife is many times greater than that of the axe. Only in this way can all its auras be completely restrained and appear so. ordinary.
However, these two weapons with a huge gap between them collided in one place, and the result was completely different from everyone's imagination.
In an instant, the long knife was directly smashed by the axe. Although the axe was impacted and shot everywhere with the collapse of the long knife, it still rushed towards the spell king with an irresistible aura and slashed directly at it. On the two huge arms, he cut the arms apart while still having the charms to fly out, obviously the damage was getting worse.
Even if the axe had received such severe damage, it was even vague, and the light on the surface was swaying slightly, as if there were signs of instability, it still slashed towards the spell king indefinitely.
The root cause of such a powerful power of the axe is obviously the bright red light added to it at this time.
This bright red, nothing else, is exactly what Luo Fan has realized, a trace of mystery in the trend of that era.
This trace of mystery is insignificant or even negligible compared to all the mysteries contained in the trend of the times, but the power is earth-shattering. If the spell king in front of him had comprehended some paradoxical trends of the times like Yan Qingcheng, he could still barely hold on to it, there would not be too great a gap.
But obviously, this spell king at this moment has absolutely no idea about the trend of the times, not to mention that there will be an era of cosmic reincarnation in 5.6 billion years. How can it be possible to have the slightest understanding of the profoundness of the trend of the times? Therefore, after the axe was loaded with a trace of the mystery of the trend of the times, he used a spell cultivation base that was tens of thousands of times higher than that of Luo Fan, and he was completely unable to withstand the axe's slash. Just cut it open, and it will be cut in half by the axe from beginning to end! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)