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Chapter 1835 Combined Attack

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    "Rumble" A pagoda-like magic weapon flew in, and with an earth-shattering noise, a peak was knocked down in the middle, causing a large-scale landslide. Large areas of earth and rocks poured down like a torrent, burying several mountain cols along the way.  .?????? Long before the peak collapsed, a flash of lightning flashed through the air. Yang Ting looked at the pagoda-like magic weapon flying back into the sky behind him with some fear, jumped to his feet and cursed: "Which blind thing dares to sneak up on you?  Uncle Yang is not done yet. If you have the ability to come out and show off, what does it mean to hide your head and show your tail?" Before Yang Ting could finish speaking, he felt the void around him begin to solidify. He secretly thought something bad and stretched out his hand to hold it.  A spear formed by thunder appeared in his palm. He held the spear of thunder and drew it in front of him. A dark space portal was opened. Yang Ting did not dare to stop at all, and plunged into the portal and disappeared.  Almost at the moment Yang Ting left, the pagoda suddenly appeared in mid-air above where he had just stayed, and then the void under the pagoda began to solidify like glass, and then turtles appeared one after another.  crack.  However, because Yang Ting left at the last moment, the attack on the pagoda ultimately failed, the power of the magic weapon finally converged, and the fragmented void that was about to be suppressed finally recovered.  Above the collapsed mountain peak, an old man with eyebrows like snow appeared there, dragging an octagonal glazed pagoda in his palm. He looked at the direction where Yang Ting disappeared and snorted, and then saw him take out a silver coin from his sleeve.  The white bell rang.  "Dingling bells" Along with a crisp ringing of bells, invisible ripples in the void rippled out, and the distant landscape seemed to be distorted.  There was a shaking in the void a hundred miles away, and a loud shout was heard. Yang Ting's body suddenly appeared from mid-air and fell.  "A mere cultivator who has just entered the Great Luo Fairyland actually wants to escape from the palm of my hand!" The white-browed old man sneered, took the bell in his hand and kept shaking it, waves of void ripples were transmitted to hundreds of miles away, making Yang Ting  It's hard to stabilize his body in mid-air, let alone think about escaping.  At the same time, the white-browed old man took a few steps, and the void beneath his feet continued to condense. The distance of dozens of miles had been crossed in the blink of an eye, and when he appeared again, he was already in front of Yang Ting.  "I am not interested in knowing your identity. I will give you two ways now. The first is to be suppressed by me in the pagoda in my hand until you reveal all your experiences after entering Fengtian World; the second is to let go of your soul.  , let me plant the Soul Restriction, and then use it for me. After Fengtian is disintegrated, I may let you go free!" The pagoda rose again, and the surrounding void was already under his control, and the silver bell in his hand was ready to go!  , The old cultivator with white eyebrows thought to himself that he was now confident of victory. He looked at Yang Ting not far away with a look down on him, and his tone was full of charity.  "Old man, are you sure you're going to take over your uncle Yang and me now?" Yang Ting was very angry at the condescending tone of the white-browed old man. However, he really didn't dare to act rashly under the old man's nose. He could only lose.  People who don't lose will usually ask for some advantages verbally, but they still look at the sky above their heads from time to time, for fear that the other party will be angered and cover the pagoda above their heads.  The white-browed old man smiled reservedly and said: "Your Excellency's lightning escape technique is indeed extraordinary. I think you must have cultivated the body of thunder spirit. However, after all, your cultivation is still a little behind. I am a peak Daluo monk in the 'Three Flowers Gathering'"  , and the magic weapons in my hand are all restrained against you, you can't escape in my hands!" At this point, the white-browed old man paused slightly, and then his tone turned cold: "In fact, if I hadn't entered Feng this time!  There is a shortage of helpers in the world. Do you really think that it is your own ability to deal with me until now?" Yang Ting's face suddenly sank when he heard this, and he said with an angry smile: "So you are still merciful, and you, Uncle Yang, should thank you?  "Exactly!" The white-browed old man said seriously: You should understand now that if you continue to fight, you will only die!  If you surrender to me now, you can still save your life!  " Yang Ting's expression was full of strangeness when he heard this. He looked at him as if he were looking at a dead person. The white-browed old man frowned and said, "I really don't like the look in your eyes. Maybe I should use your tricks.  Pick it out!  " As he spoke, he saw the white-browed old man reaching out and pointing towards Yang Ting. Two black lights had already arrived from the air, digging towards Yang Ting's eyes. Yang Ting's figure was restricted by the octagonal glazed tower, and his dodge speed was extremely fast.  Slowly, it is almost impossible to avoid those two black lights in this situation.Seeing that his eyesight was about to be lost, Yang Ting was so frightened that he shouted: "If you don't come out, I will become blind!" In fact, before Yang Ting could finish speaking, an emerald green  The roots had already pierced the void that was imprisoned by the white-browed old man, and appeared at an unwanted place beside Yang Ting.  "Fellow Taoist Ting, you are still in the Daluo Immortal Realm after all. Please respect your identity. How can you still have the bearing of a Daluo Immortal with such ghostly cries and wolf howls?" A joking voice sounded, and Yang Hua's figure had already emerged from the virtual spiritual roots of all realms.  He ducked out of the void passage that was opened.  As soon as he appeared, Yang Hua had already sensed the power of confinement in the surrounding void. He raised his head and glanced at the octagonal glazed tower suspended above his head. He frowned slightly and saw that he was holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and moving towards the direction of the glazed tower.  It's a hard brush.  Although the octagonal glazed pagoda and the Seven Treasures Mystic Tree are generally low-grade immortal weapons, this pagoda is a space-type heavy magic weapon. It is extremely difficult for the Seven Treasures Mystical Tree to brush this magic weapon away at once.  But even so, Yang Hua brushed it down all at once, causing the glazed pagoda to sway in mid-air as if it was about to fall down the next moment, and the originally imprisoned void was also released.  Yang Ting immediately used his spear of thunder to fly away the two dark lights flying towards his eyes, but they turned out to be two eye-pecking birds.  "So you have helpers!" The white-browed old man frowned, and his consciousness instantly spread around. Except for the two people in front of him, no one else was found.  "Even if they are two people, they are just two monks who have just entered the Daluo realm. Even though it takes some effort, it is still good to accept two Daluo realm subordinates." Although things are a bit beyond Bai Mei  It was unexpected by the old man, but he still had absolute confidence in himself.  But Yang Ting, who had been suppressed so miserably before, felt extremely aggrieved. After hearing the arrogant words of the white-browed old man, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and cursed: "Old man, who do you think you are?  !" Before he finished speaking, a purple-gold thunder light shot out from Yang Ting's eyes, and Yang Hua on the side had no time to stop it.  The seemingly slender ray of lightning tore through the void in front of him the moment it appeared, heading straight for the face of the white-browed old man.  But the white-browed old man was equally extraordinary. The moment Yang Ting took action, the silver-white bell in his hand began to ring. Layers of ripples in the void formed spatial folds as the bell shook, trying to  This purple-gold thunder light was consumed in the middle.  However, not only did the speed of the purple-gold thunder light not slow down at all, on the contrary, the layers of space folds rushing towards the thunder light began to melt away on their own the moment they touched the thunder light.  "Supernatural power of the Chaos Realm!" The white-browed old man screamed strangely and quickly flew back. At the same time, he saw the original immortal energy rising above his head, forming the appearance of three flowers gathering on the top. A purple light lingered in the middle, but at this moment, it was like  It flew down like a waterfall and collided head-on with the purple-gold thunder light.  There was no sound in the void, but where the two magical powers met, they began to annihilate each other. The surrounding void almost turned into chaos in the silence, whether it was Yang Ting, Yang Hua, or Bai Mei on the other side.  The old man and the three of them all flew back in unison, for fear of being hit by the remnants of the two magical powers.  "Chaos Realm Magical Powers, this old man actually has Chaos Realm Magical Powers!" Yang Ting shouted with surprise on his face, but he didn't seem to be much frightened. While avoiding the aftermath of the two magical powers, he and Yang Hua separated, seemingly  It was as if he was going to circle around and surround the white-browed old man.  The magical powers of the Chaos Realm are not unparalleled, but at the moment, the only ones who can compete with the Zixiao Divine Thunder purely on the level of magical powers are the magical magical powers of the Chaos Realm.  The white-browed old man seemed to have realized something at this time. Whether it was Yang Ting or Yang Hua, although both of them were only at the early stage of the Great Luo Realm, the strength and tacit understanding they showed in the fight gave him a not-so-good feeling.  His premonition became even stronger until the Zixiao Divine Thunder, the magical power of the Chaos Realm, appeared.  Even if the two opponents join forces, they cannot be his opponent, but these two people don't seem to be afraid of him!  He even sensed that the two of them were bypassing the aftermath of two Chaos Realm magical powers, and it seemed that they actually wanted to join forces to outflank him.  Where do these two people get their confidence?  The white-browed old man had already regained control of the octagonal glazed tower, his natal magic weapon. Without knowing the opponent's intentions, he hung the natal magic weapon above his head to protect himself and make himself invincible first.  But right hereAt this moment, the white-browed old man's consciousness suddenly caught the abnormal fluctuations coming from the void behind him. His expression changed drastically and he turned around hurriedly, only to see an equally emerald-green root retracting from the void.  There was no sign at all, but a monk from the early Da Luo stage appeared again on the spot, it was Immortal Yang Kai.  At the same time that the white-browed old man turned around, Yang Mace smiled coldly, and the moment he jumped up, he turned into a four-sided stone mace, carrying the black and yellow brilliance, and smashed it towards the glazed pagoda hanging above the head of the white-browed old man.  At the same time, Yang Ting's Thunder Spear and Yang Hua's Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree also took action at the same time. Three three corpse incarnations, three low-grade immortal weapons, and three chaotic realm magical powers, with tacit understanding to the extreme, moved towards each other from different directions.  The white-browed old man launched a siege, making it inevitable for the opponent to avoid him!  "Boom" Amidst the loud noise that shook the sky, the octagonal glazed pagoda was the first to be attacked by the sky-breaking mace. The sky-breaking mace was immediately knocked away, but the pagoda was also knocked over in mid-air.  "Poof!" The white-browed old man vomited out a mouthful of blood, but saw a colorful brilliance in the sky falling under the pagoda, finally brushing away his natal magic weapon.  Realizing that something was wrong, the old man with white eyebrows raised his silver bell and tried to break out from the siege of the three people.  Unexpectedly, a bolt of lightning struck, and a "ding" sound knocked the bell away again.  The three-flowered original Dharma form above the white-browed old man's head soared into the sky, and a waterfall-like purple light flowed in the void, trying to open up an escape path for him.  Unexpectedly, Yang Hua opened his mouth and vomited, and a piece of Hunyuan purple light filled the sky for half the sky. It collided with the waterfall-like purple light in the sky, and the splashing light that seemed to have substance was scattered everywhere.  When the stream of light falls on the mountain peaks, the mountain peaks melt. When it falls into the dense forest, a forest will wither. When it falls on the earth, a basin will take shape.  The two chaotic magical powers competed with each other. Wherever they passed, the topography of this area changed drastically!  However, at this moment, a huge crack in the void, which was already in constant turmoil and extremely fragile under the influence of the war, was opened again.  But this crack looks like a closed eye. The moment it opens, immeasurable light begins to be released. When the eye is fully opened, the immeasurable light turns into immeasurable thunder.  Even the turbulence in the void stirred up by the white-browed old man's chaotic magical power and innate Hunyuan Qi were rendered and penetrated by the lightning bursting out of his eyes!  "Ahah" Amidst the shouting that stopped suddenly, the white-browed old man's body was annihilated in the scorching white light emitted by the infinite thunder light, and finally no bones were left.  When the purple-gold eyes in the sky finally closed, the purple light in the sky dissipated, and the broken void gradually closed and recovered, the three incarnations of the three corpses saw Yang Junshan, who unexpectedly appeared in the place where the white-browed old man was annihilated.  in the sky, and in his hand was playing with a silver-white bell.  Please pay attention to Sui Qiu¡¯s public account: Sui Qiu¡¯s Manor, there will be new content every day.
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