Quiet!
Deadly quiet!
The real Budo Sect disciple who was ecstatic and cheered before had a fishbone stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.
Not only them, but the powerful people who were watching in the distance were also shocked, and they couldn't believe their eyes.
In this first round of confrontation, Ye Fan was able to compete evenly with Guang Lingzi, which seemed to them a fluke!
Who knows that now, Ye Fan's third ghost-like shot directly stabbed Guang Lingzi!
Although it was just scratching the skin, it was not a fatal serious injury, it still shook the hearts of everyone present!
This is Guang Lingzi!
The Supreme Elder of Zhenwu Dao Sect!
Legendary existence in the ruins!
The invincible pinnacle powerhouse who swept all directions in the last era!
The ancestors of other sect forces were all defeated by Guang Lingzi.
In the ruins, Guanglingzi is synonymous with "invincible"!
Now, he was actually injured by a brat boy with a weak crown. How could this not surprise others?
At this time, Guang Lingzi stretched out his right index finger and wiped the wound on his cheek.
On his index finger, there was a burst of brilliant white light, and the wound healed immediately.
Immediately afterwards, Guang Lingzi looked at the blood on his fingertips, as if thinking about something. After a moment of indulging, he didn't get angry and laughed:
"Ahahaha... Ye Fan, this seat is underestimating you! This seater, don’t behead the weak! With the shot just now, you proved your strength. Today, this seater can use your life as a memorial. , It's not bad!"
With that said, Guang Lingzi’s body burst out extremely fiery energy, which was completely condensed into substance, like a galloping horse, a mountain torrent and a tsunami, sweeping across the sky and tens of thousands of meters.
"Stick!"
Guang Lingzi stomped the ground with his right foot.
The seemingly simple action made the entire Zhenwu Dao Sect tremble, and the mountains within a radius of thousands of miles seemed to be turned over.
For a time, flying sand and rocks, the sky fell apart and the earth broke.
Guang Lingzi kicked it casually, talking about the power, which was a bit more terrifying than the "Nine Steps on the Sky" displayed by Ye Fan before.
In the distance, many strong men turned pale and trembling with fear, and were frightened by Guang Lingzi's supernatural powers.
"Don't be afraid, everyone!"
Sect Master Dong Haichuan of the Seven-Star Sect suddenly said: "This is Senior Guanglingzi, borrowing the Qi of the Earth Vein!"
"Yes!"
Zao Wou-ki of the Purple Heavenly Thunder Gate also said: "Senior Guanglingzi has been practicing here for more than two thousand years. His spiritual will is completely integrated with this mountain and river. Ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains can be used by him! There is no field to display, but in this home court, he is almost invincible!"
Hearing these words, the others nodded in agreement.
For a duel here, Guang Lingzi had all the advantages, and it was a little shameless to say.
But in the ruins, there is no absolute fairness!
Since Ye Fan took the initiative to kill the door, he must accept all this.
"Boom!"
As time went by, the entire earthquake trembled more and more violently.
Guang Lingzi's foot shakes the foundation of Jiangshan Sheji, forcibly seizing the power of the earth veins and increasing his power.
Once the momentum is established, the general trend is unstoppable.
"Nine Times!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan yelled, and once again displayed the magical powers of Tiance Mansion, his right foot slammed on the ground.
"Crack! Click! Click..."
With Ye Fan's body as the center, dense cracks broke out, penetrating the ground.
His foot was like a sharp knife, destroying Guang Lingzi's momentum.
If Guanglingzi is the unity of nature and man, Dao is natural.
Then Ye Fan is going against the sky.
If the sky punishes me, I will destroy the sky!
If the ground hinders me, I will split the ground!
The Buddhas all over the sky are all retreating!
...
"Good boy, sure enough! But just like this, I still can't compete with this seat!"
Guang Lingzi spoke slowly. Although his face was covered with dense wrinkles, he was not at all like a dying old man. His eyes were sharp and piercing. There seemed to be thousands of brilliance in his eyes. Depending on.
Even if standing on the ground quietly, motionless, it still gives people a feeling of lofty as a mountain.
He is like an optimistic pillar, lying in front of him, insurmountable.
Suddenly, Guang Lingzi slowly raised his right hand, his movements magnificent, as if holding the sky.
In his palm, lightning bolts suddenly jumped.
Palm Thunder!
This magical power, many Taoist monks know it, it can be regarded as a basic entry.
But the simplest magical powers, displayed by the hand of Guanglingzi, are naturally somewhat different.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the thunder rose against the wind and turned into more than ten feet long, like an angry dragon tearing through the sky, swept toward Ye Fan with a force of destruction.
Even at a long distance, one can feel the horror in it, as if as long as the thunder is touched, it will be wiped out and turned into powder, with no bones left.
"Do you dare to show your ugliness if you are a vulture?"
Ye Fan let out a cold snort, without any hesitation, raised both arms and began to dance wildly.
In an instant, there were many afterimages.
Ye Fan seemed to turn into a Thousand-Hand Guanyin, and every time he waved his arm, he struck out an electric glow, which was dazzling and even eclipsed the sun and the moon.
"Shaking Drum Method"!
This is the magical power of the holy rank taught by Wei Lao. Although it is not a move of the Beichen School, it is a unique school created by Lei Xing Xianzun. "Print" is comparable.
Before, Ye Fan's low realm and lack of cultivation, at most exerted a little power.
But now, Ye Fan's strength is rising steadily, once again showing this magical power, the power naturally rises.
"Stab! Stab! Stab..."
Thousands of electric lights, like a dragon dancing wildly, twisted and hovered, heading towards the thunder in the palm of Guang Lingzi.
"Boom!"
The two supernatural powers collided together, like a nuclear bomb explosion, the surrounding space was torn apart, the terrible aftermath of energy leaked wildly, and the vitality of heaven and earth was completely boiling.
The mountains, rocks, vegetation, and buildings in the Zhenwu Dao sect were all turned into dust, and even the foundation of this mountain range was shaken.
"hiss!"
Many monks surrounded the audience in the distance and couldn't help but breathe in air-conditioning, exclaiming again and again:
"Oh my God! It's horrible!"
"The duel between these two new and old powerhouses is the ultimate battle!"
"This blow, if it hits the outside world, I don't know what terrible damage it can cause!"
...
The monks during the Tribulation Period can kill hundreds of thousands of people.
If it is the top powerhouse of the Seventh Layer of Cross Tribulation, a full blow would be enough to razor a city to the ground.
And the existence of Ye Fan and Guang Lingzi's level, with a single blow, can even destroy a country and wipe out hundreds of millions of creatures.
"Who will win this blow?"
Everyone's eyes widened, expectantly.
Suddenly, the thousands of electric lights shot from Ye Fan's hands suddenly condensed together, and the body was continuously compressed, and finally only three feet long.
But as the size shrinks, the power is skyrocketing, condensed to the extreme.
This three-foot-long electric light was like a thunder spear, enough to pierce the world and all things blocking the front.
"Crack!"
Hearing only a piercing tearing sound, the palm thunder blasted by Guang Lingzi actually split from it and split into two.
Immediately, the thunder spear cut through the sky, carrying the might of slaughtering the gods and slaughtering the immortals, and hit Guang Lingzi's chest directly.
"not good!"
Guang Lingzi's face changed wildly, and he never expected that Ye Fan's thundering technique casually would outperform him.
After simply competing in the realm of cultivation, Guang Lingzi had lived for more than two thousand years, far better than Ye Fan.
However, Ye Fan's holy rank technique naturally suppressed other thunder techniques.
It's like a newly born baby dragon, maybe not very powerful, but the inherent coercion can suppress the King Jiao who has lived for thousands of years.
No matter how extraordinary Guang Lingzi is, the thunder in his palm, the end is just a heavenly cultivation technique.
It's about to die!
Guang Lingzi waved his hand, offering more than ten purple and gold talisman.
These talismans reveal the ancient and mysterious aura. I don't know how many years they have been passed down, the inscriptions on the surface are also depicted by the blood of peerless beasts, which are invaluable.
In an instant, these talismans began to burn and turned into more than a dozen transparent barriers, as solid as golden soup, protecting Guang Lingzi.
"The good fortune fairy talisman made by Zhenjun Tianfu himself was in the hands of Zhenwu Dao Sect!"
"The Vajra of Tantric Buddhism is not bad, isn't this the treasure of Prajna Temple?"
"And that one... comes from a secret realm in the ruins. When it was born that year, it caused a storm!"
Every talisman is the top treasure, many of them have been passed down for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, and one is less than one.
Put it in other sects, it is enough to be the treasure of the town sect, and it will only be used when it is in danger.
And now, Guang Lingzi sacrificed more than a dozen of them at once, which was enough to prove his wealth and wealth.
However, the "Drum Shaking Technique" produced the thunder sound of the Promise Chaos God Thunder, which can be called the ancestor of ten thousand thunders. In terms of destructive power, looking at the nine heavens and ten earths, the heavens and the ten thousand realms, there are few comparable. s things.
...
At this moment, all the thunder between heaven and earth seemed to condense on that thunder spear.
The spear pierced the air, and the lore came!
The sky is dim, the sun and the moon are dark.
Although the many monks who watched the battle from a distance were not targeted by this spear, they had a strong illusion, as if their heart had been pierced and their souls had to be wiped out!
Not to mention the creatures in the mortal world, even the gods and immortal kings can't escape this extinct blow, and the great world will collapse.
For a moment, all the monks were terrified, almost suffocating.
"Chang!"
Finally, the thunder spear pierced the outermost transparent shield.
"Crack!"
Obviously it is a shield summoned by precious runes, which is as solid as golden soup, but in front of this spear, it is as fragile as thin paper, and it will collapse when touched.
"Qiangqiangqiangqiang!!!"
A series of tearing sounds sounded.
The light of Thunder Spear is masterful. When each ray of electric light jumps, it is like a star flickering, enough to pierce chaos and emptiness...
And its speed is undoubtedly beyond the shackles of time and space.
Under the public eye.
"She!"
Thunder Pike stabbed Guang Lingzi's chest abruptly, piercing his body, splashing with bright red blood, instantly dyeing most of his body red.
Time seems to freeze at this moment.
Everyone present was stunned, their pupils shrank sharply, their mouths widened, enough to swallow a duck egg, and there was a huge wave in their hearts, and they were beyond surprise.
No one could imagine that Guang Lingzi had already exerted his full strength, but he was still in a disadvantaged position and was hit hard by Ye Fan.
Suddenly, Guang Lingzi's body was shocked, and the original surging breath suddenly became frustrated, like the spirit of the whole body was emptied.
"Puff!"
He spit out a mouthful of blood, his body softened and fell to the ground.
The majestic vitality disappeared and melted into the world.
Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the field was confused.
The legendary undefeated myth, Guang Lingzi!
Could it be... just like this? !
