: 1453. Yuan Shijue Magic Print

In the light group above the top of Wang Lin’s head, a figure becomes more and more clear and gradually becomes a substance, as if it were a real person.
The figure came out of the light group, and the emperor looked at the other side. For a moment, the whole face turned black and the bottom of the pot, and few of them showed such intense emotions.
The person in front of me, the look of a worn-out, brown-brown linen robes, arrogant and brave and fearless, as if through the ages, to come back to this world.
The Emperor seems to be a sigh, it seems to be low-lying, almost a word and read: "Smell! Red! Yang!"
Although my heart is clear, this can't be the real smell of Chiyang, but Wang Lin's strange spells are manifested, but the Emperor is still a shock.
After a long period of time, the Emperor is one of the oldest survivors of today's surviving world. I have seen too many ebb and flow, great winds and waves.
A strong opponent, he has seen too much, and he is better than him. For example, he has just defeated him and seriously injured his Lin Feng.
But in the depths of the Emperor's heart, the most minded opponent is always the time of the ancient era, the Emperor of the Three Emperors, the red emperor, smelling Chiyang.
I don’t know anyone else, but the Emperor’s own heart is clear. Strictly speaking, the emperor who is smelled of Chiyang’s style is not only three, but he should be the four emperors.
In the era when Chiyang stood in the land of Shenzhou, he used to be a man of Xuan Duo, and he was already on the throne of Xia Huangxia, who was then the emperor.
However, in the face of the smattering of Chiyang, and the Yan Xing River behind him, the Emperor chose to be silent.
Until the smell of the Chiyang War, the Emperor of the Emperor, and the disappearance of the world, the Emperor of the Emperor officially went to the stage, replacing the Xia Emperor and boarding the position of the Emperor.
During the crouching years, the Emperor waited patiently, but that period of time undoubtedly left a deep impression on the Emperor.
He heard Chi Yang, the most taboo person in his life.
Even after the other party’s battle, the Emperor’s gods disappeared. The Emperor was on the throne and still secretly verified his whereabouts.
Since then, the source of the Emperor’s exploration and understanding of the Emperor is here.
The Emperor, who witnessed the ending of Chiyang, naturally knew the figure in front of him. It is impossible for the other person to die and resurrect.
He is superb and superb, and knows that Wang Lin Tongxiao’s original devil’s highest achievement, the original demon and the curse, is unpredictable and varied, so he thinks a little. I already understand: "You, intercept the embarrassing emotional consciousness, let the illusory thoughts become real?"
The face of the emperor has become cold and indifferent again: "In this, there is also a few points that are mixed with the sorcerer's horror. He really did not die in your hand."
When I first saw the light group, the Emperor was aware of the first time. There were many mysterious changes, but I never thought that it would be so wonderful.
This line of Wang Lin is based on his own moral ethics, combined with the original demons to make the curse and his own understanding of the heavens and the earth to create the magic of the Yuan Dynasty. It is clearly from the deepest part of the heart of the Emperor, and the existence that most fears him, the most taboo, and then it is here.
One of the most arrogant is that even if the Emperor’s own mind is clear and convinced that it is not true to see the red sun in front of him, as long as his original primitive fear and fear are true, then there is a present existence. Irreversible into reality.
different people. The deepest fears in the bottom of my heart are naturally different, but they work on the Emperor, and the fun is big.
Because in his memory and emotions, people in this position. It is smelling Chiyang!
The smell of Chiyang, which is produced by Wang Lin’s mana, is far more natural than that of a real person. But for the Emperor, it is only when he sees this figure that he is numb.
Even if you defeat this opponent that is far less than a real person, it does not mean that you can break such a heartache.
So for the Emperor. The situation in front of us is that it is not a fight, nor is it not a fight.
For Wang Lin, who is so tempted to dig his own hidden will, and almost humiliate him, the Emperor’s heart naturally cannot suppress anger.
However, after all, he has experienced many battles, has rich experience, and has calmed down and calmed his own state of mind.
Before the two world wars, after confirming the death of Chiyang in the Ming Dynasty, the shadows that shrouded in his heart had actually dissipated a lot, otherwise the results will be even worse today.
The Emperor of the Qing Dynasty calms his own state of mind, and is the root of the source, to resolve the Fa-rectification of Wang Linyuan’s beginning of the magic mark.
At the same time, his white light shines on his left hand, and the right hand has a black entanglement, which is folded together on the chest and turned into a symbol of life and death.
Between the rotation of the huge roulette, a strange twisting situation is formed, not only limited to life and death, but based on this, pulling other principles of law together and turbulent.
The illusory reality is passively shaken, and the figure of Wen Chiyang, which was gradually formed, has become illusory again, and it is necessary to return to the light group at the top of Wang Lin.
When Wang Lin saw it, the Taiji pattern continued to rotate in the eyebrows. In the void, the five figures were looming. Together with Wang Lin’s deity, they stood in six positions, up and down, and surrounded the Emperor in the center.
That is the five body bodies that Wang Lin obtained from Huangquan Road, Former River, Naihe Bridge, Suihuang Temple and Sansheng Stone.
At this moment, Wang Lin’s deity continued to exercise the Yuan Shijue’s magic print, and his five bodies were flushed with the same law, which seemed to be distorted, seemingly serene and extremely strange.
A black air, together with a golden light, intertwined in the sky into a world of opposite but blending, enveloping the Emperor.
Different from the previous nine secluded Huangquan world, at this moment, the world of this side is half dark and inky, and half is bright and clear.
There are thousands of twisted and fierce devils struggling, screaming enough to make people crazy, breaking into the abyss, and opposite them, indeed many clean and compassionate Buddhas sit in them, mourning the scriptures, singing the sacred sounds .
The two sides are distinct, but they are in the same world. One of the magical domains and the pure land coexist and even merge into the world.
This world is like a taiji figure composed of a magical light and a Buddha light. It rotates slowly and opposes each other, but they are in harmony.
In front of the Emperor's eyes, there is a tall and thin figure, which evolves with the glory of change, and the body shape alternates between fullness and thinness.
It is a giant with two arms and arms. The body is half dark, half is colored glass, two heads, one solemn and solemn, full of wisdom and roundness, one is cold and fierce, and the eyebrows are a crack. The red light flashed in the crack, and it was extremely evil.
The arm near the head of the Buddha's head, the palm of each arm, has a glance, the eyes are compassionate and serene, and the red dust is causing the cause and effect, and the arm on the side of the evil devil's head is also a glance in the palm of each arm. But tyrannical killing, evil is incomparable.
The thousand hands and thousands of eyes, the line of sight fell on the Emperor, suddenly let his heart tremble, almost could not hold.
The Emperor snorted and looked at it carefully. He saw it in the pure land of this magical field. The boundary between reality and illusion seemed to be erased again. Between the changes of the void, Wang Lin’s Yuan Shijue was printed with a magical flow, and his head was smoother. Among the light group, the figure of Chiyang is getting clearer.
What makes the Emperor even more shocked is that above Wang Lin’s head, there is a light group that is slowly condensing.
Among the light group, there is also a shadow that is gradually emerging and becoming more and more clear.
Seeing the person's facial features, the Emperor's expression could not be more eccentric.
The other side hit a purple coat, wide robes and wide sleeves, long hair spread out, his face looks like a smile, not Lin Feng?
The Emperor took a deep breath and his face was a little heavy. He only felt that his heart was getting more and more angry. He couldn’t wait to sink the young man who was constantly exposing his scars into the world of the dead.
However, the idea of ​​violent tempering has just come together. In the heart of the Emperor, the police are alert. Suddenly, they realize that their control over emotions is getting weaker and weaker, and they will easily become volatility. The mood that is trying to calm down is getting more and more serious. Far better than before.
In addition to smelling Chi Yang's body shape from the illusory thought to the real transformation, Lin Feng's figure has appeared, it is the evidence that the mood of the Emperor is more unstable.
When the Emperor suddenly looked up, he saw Wang Lin’s deity and his body outside. He was in the middle of six pairs of eyes, and at the same time he flashed the brilliance and brilliance, and the brilliance flashed between them. It was shocking.
Although this is the first time that Emperor Huang has faced Wang Lin’s two rituals, but it’s silent, and the invisible difference has already made the Emperor deeply understand.
Yuan Shijue's magic heart print, two instrumental mantras, Bodhi's magical heart print...Wang Lin's various methods are spread together, overbearing and strange, it is the strong man who has passed through countless years, always I did not know it.
If the Emperor’s mind is firm and knowledgeable, the magical power of the magical power is amazing, and it is enough to be alert. I have already known how many times the ship has been overturned.
"I was hurt by that Lin Feng. The impact is too big. The injury can't be alleviated. If you compare it with this one, you will feel powerless. Otherwise, you can use it to make it so troublesome."
The Emperor shook his head and saw that the figure of Chiyang had to come out of the light group, and Lin Feng’s body shape became clearer and more real, knowing that there could be no further delay, and the two palms suddenly merged.
From him, a radiant radiance emerged, it seems that it is not black or white, but there is a sense of chaos.
The two palms of the Emperor's close together, slowly separated, open their arms and reach out to the sides of the body.
The two are divided into three layers, a huge black altar that appears on both sides of the body of the Emperor.
The life and death of the Nether Road fruit was put into the altar of altars on both sides, and then sacrificed, the huge black altar was broken and turned into a stream of light.
"In front of me, everything is gone, and behind me, there is no life."
The black light curtain covers the sky and blocks the influence exerted by Wang Lin's spell on it, making the manifestation of Wen Chiyang and Lin Feng slightly stagnant.
At the same time, a strip of black light flow, extending in all directions, spread toward the surrounding, turning the whole piece of heaven and earth into dead silence.
It is the pure land of the demon domain that Wang Lin knows the mana, as if he is also on the end of death.
Among them, a demon head is extinguished, a statue of Buddha is dead, everything is strong, and it seems that they all enter the fate of death at the same time.
The Emperor’s palm turned over, and a broken book scroll appeared on his palm. The central part was torn apart by half, and barely connected together, it seemed to be a ruin.
But with the hand of the Emperor, the scroll book seems to return to the light, and it is re-glowing. (~^~)