Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Chapter 392 Burning the sky and boiling the sea

Chirping, the chirping of the Suzaku, the chilling cicadas were silent, the most primitive and terrifying fight was going on high in the sky.

When a monk reaches the breakthrough of Yang Shen, if he cultivates a perfect interior location during the time of Yin Shen, he can turn it into an exterior location. Not only can it be released to the outside and rewrite the celestial phenomena of the place, but it will also give birth to some real basis. With the help of this reality , even if there is no physical body, the monk can still carry the monster in the inner scene and enter the demonized state.

And not only can you possess the magic power and magical powers of monsters, but you can also possess the physical body of monsters. This is something that Yin Shen monks cannot do. Of course, the special inheritance of the Beast King Sect is an exception.

Faced with the confrontation between two terrifying existences at the level of demon kings, both the human cultivators and the monsters retreated far away, not daring to get involved in the slightest, for fear of being affected by the fish pond.

"Six-Winged Higurashi Knife."

The light of the sword was everywhere, and in an instant, the Han Cicada King slashed out a thousand and one swords. Compared with its Han Cicada, the Little Han Cicada's Han Cicada could only be regarded as the light of a firefly.

Boom, a scream full of pain sounded. In front of the sharp sword light, Li Yan Suzaku's powerful demon body was torn apart, the red feathers fell, and the demon blood spilled.

But in the next moment, red flames rose, and Suzaku's injuries healed instantly.

Seeing such a scene, Han Cicada King did not feel any surprise. The aura around his body rose, and the true meaning of ice was blessing it. He spit out pale mysterious light and pointed directly at Suzaku. At this moment, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and the world was full of Awesome meaning.

Phew, the Suzaku cried, this mysterious light was too fast, and it caught the moment of stagnation when he was recovering from his injuries, making him unable to avoid it.

"The methods are indeed more severe than in the past."

Capturing this mysterious light, the thoughts in Zhao Qianyang's heart kept turning.

"Flashback."

The magical power was running, and as Zhao Qianyang's thoughts fell, a bronze mirror was reflected in Suzaku's dark golden eyes. Its shape was simple, with the true shape of the sun engraved on the back, and the mirror surface was polished and bright.

Phew, in an instant, the pale mysterious light hit the Suzaku transformed by Zhao Qianyang, and a deep chill suddenly broke out. But at this moment, something strange happened. The Suzaku was unharmed, but the Han Cicada King was hit by the cold light ice that came from nowhere. seal up.

Seeing such a scene, a murderous intent flashed through the eyes of the Suzaku transformed by Zhao Qianyang. He had trained five monsters, but in the end, only two were able to follow him into the Taoist realm. One was Liyan Suzaku, and the other was Zhuque. Just a mirror of divine light.

Although the frontal combat power of this divine light mirror is not as good as that of the Liyan Suzaku that smelted the low-grade Taoist seed Boiled Sea, its magical power is strange and can cause serious losses if caught off guard, just like the current Han Cicada King.

"The interior scene is shown outside, and the Flame Mountain appears."

Seizing the opportunity, his eyebrows glowed, reflecting the Flame Mountain. As Zhao Qianyang's thoughts fell, a Flame Mountain that was completely black and flowed with red magma quietly materialized from virtual reality.

At the moment it appeared, the power of heaven and earth rolled in, and the celestial phenomena changed. The temperature in a radius of thousands of miles increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the air became obviously distorted.

Chirping, the secret method circulated, connecting to the Flame Mountain. A mountain-shaped crown was placed on Suzaku's head. Suzaku spread its wings, and the aura around him continued to rise. His cultivation quickly approached the forty thousand years mark.

The demon king's Qi connects the heaven and the earth. If it stays in one place for a long time, the Qi will permeate the void and will evolve an environment suitable for itself to live in. Here, the demon king's strength will increase to a certain extent.

As for the internal and external display of the monks, to a certain extent, they created such an environment artificially and established their home court advantage.

Upon noticing such a change, the frozen King Han couldn't help flashing a look of shock and anger. He didn't expect that he was plotted by Taoist Qianyang and was temporarily trapped by his own magical power.

But at this moment, it spread its wings and locked onto the Chilling King. The Suzaku opened its mouth and spit out flames of red, yellow and white colors, sweeping across the void. For a moment, the space was obviously distorted, and it seemed that it was going to be burned through.

"Samadhi True Fire."

Looking at the three-color flames spit out by Suzaku, his heart palpitated, and he did not dare to hesitate. King Han Cicada directly used the golden cicada's magical ability to escape from the shell. Although it had cultivated a diamond glazed body, it was not sure to withstand the burning of this samadhi true fire, because its What is burned is the Three Treasures of Essence, Qi and Shen.

"Has the golden cicada escaped from its shell?"

The long-simmering Samadhi True Fire came to nothing, and Zhao Qianyang was not surprised but overjoyed.

There is divine light blooming in the eyes, looking into the heaven and earth, and catching the traces of the Han Cicada King. Zhao Qianyang's incarnation of the Suzaku connects with the manifested Flame Mountain, causing the earth fire to spurt out, and then vibrating his wings, causing the sky fire to come to the world.

In an instant, a mighty sea of ​​fire formed, connecting the sky and the earth, trapping the Han Cicada King who had just escaped. It was the core magical power of the Zhao family - Boiled Sea.

What Zhao Qianyang did before was to force out Han Cicada King's golden cicada's magical power to escape from the shell. Although this magical power is weird and can evade most magical powers, it is difficult to use it a second time in a short period of time.

Of course, his Samadhi True Fire is similar to it.

However, although he fell into the sea of ​​​​fire, King Han Cicada did not panic at all, but seemed very calm.

With his body like glass and his heart like diamond, he allowed himself to be burned by the flames. The Han Cicada King remained as motionless as a mountain without being harmed at all, completely looking into the blazing sea of ​​fire as if nothing existed.

"Zhao Qianyang, it's useless. Although your sea-cooking magical power is powerful, it can't refine my diamond-glazed body."

The seven colors are reflected on his body, just like glass, and the aura of transcendence and peace is permeated. At this moment, Han Cicada King actually has a majestic posture, not like a monster, but closer to the Buddha.

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Qianyang's eyes narrowed slightly. He did not expect that during the five hundred years of silence after the injury, the Han Cicada King not only made breakthroughs in his cultivation, but also acquired a powerful magical power, and it was not an ordinary Taoist magical power. It is the prototype of immortal magic like his boiling the sea, supported by Tao seeds.

"This kind of breath... is the magical power of Buddhism."

"This Han Cicada King actually got the opportunity of Buddhism?"

The thoughts in his heart were turning, and his eyes were shining brightly, reflecting on the Han Cicada King lying on the sea of ​​fire, motionless as a mountain, and he could see some details. At this moment, Zhao Qianyang thought a lot.

There is no Buddhist sect in the Southern Wilderness, but the Zhao family comes from the vast land of Zhongzhou. Zhao Qianyang still has a certain understanding of Buddhism. It is a real behemoth that occupies the entire Western Wilderness. It has produced the most powerful person, and it contains various tyrannical magical powers. There is no shortage of magical powers.

If King Hanchan really has the inheritance of Buddhism, then it is not impossible to obtain a Tao seed and learn an immortal skill.

"Zhao Qianyang, do you regret using the Vermilion Bird Flame Flag to lure me out now? If you have this Taoist weapon in hand, you may have a chance of breaking my glazed golden body."

Looking at Zhao Qianyang soaring in the sky, constantly catching the sky fire, with a smile in his eyes, the Han Cicada King spoke with unabashed sarcasm.

Before he finished speaking, his body turned into golden light, ignoring the burning flames, and hit the edge of the sea of ​​​​fire. In an instant, the entire sea of ​​​​fire shook violently.

"Although your boiling sea magical power restrains me, if I don't use the ice magical power and only rely on the power of my body, what can you do to me."

The words were full of joy, and King Han Cicada once again shook the sea of ​​fire. If this continues, it won't be long before this sea of ​​fire will be torn apart by it.

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Qianyang released the state of the Suzaku. It had to admit that the Han Cicada King's glazed gold attire was very powerful, and the sea-boiling magical power could not do anything to it.

Reappearing into a human body, holding a white jade whisk, standing on the back of Liyan Suzaku, with the divine light mirror reflected between his brows, Zhao Qianyang let out a sigh.

"King Hanchan, I have to admit that your strength has become much stronger over the years. Even I can't do anything to you for a while. But since I dare to invite you into the urn, I naturally have the means to deal with you."

"You only know that I have Boiled Sea, but you don't know that there is Burning Sky in the world."

As he spoke, the power of his soul stirred, Zhao Qianyang waved the fly whisk in his hand. At this moment, the entire Dali Dynasty, starting from Queshou Road, was lit up.

This white jade whisk is only a top-grade treasure in terms of grade. Although it is precious, it is of little use to a Taoist monk like Zhao Qianyang. However, it is still a key that connects the town of Dali Dynasty. The key to the National Congress Formation.

Looking down at the sky and the earth, the land of the Dali Dynasty looks like a red bird flapping its wings and about to fly. This is not a coincidence, but was deliberately created by the Zhao family.

At the beginning of the founding of the country, every time a land was cleared, the Dali Dynasty would build cities and construct large formations. The world only thought that this was to guard against monsters, but they did not know that these large formations themselves were components of another large formation.

In order to build this grand array, the Dali Dynasty spent hundreds of years, and its annual maintenance consumed a huge amount of resources. But even in the most stable years after that, the Dali Dynasty did not stop. Such a move.

To this day, although there are some problems in several nodes of this formation, including Shaoyang County, the core has not been affected and its operation is still smooth.

Zhao Qianyang dared to use the Suzaku Flame Flag to lure King Han Cicada into the urn, relying on this Burning Sky Formation. As he said before, he was afraid that King Han Cicada would not dare to set foot on the land of the Dali Dynasty again.

Phew, the great formation covering a whole country was moving, like a long-sleeping Suzaku awakening, its cry echoed between heaven and earth, the power of heaven and earth boiled, and various strange phenomena appeared.

At this moment, all the immortal cultivators in the Dali Dynasty were alarmed.

"It's such a grand gesture to seize the power of heaven and earth with a large formation."

In Shaoyang County, lightning flashed in his eyes, reflecting the shadow of a soaring red bird. Zhang Chunyi's heart was touched.

"Although I haven't truly mastered the power of burning the sky and boiling the sea, it should be enough to kill you."

Suzaku came with fire in his mouth. Looking at Han Cicada King who was trapped in the sea of ​​fire, Zhao Qianyang's face was full of indifference.

"Zhao Qianyang, you actually shook the veins of a country and cut off the favor of a whole country. You are destroying the foundation of yourself."

Looking at the Suzaku coming with fire in its mouth, King Han Cicada was trembling in his heart. The Suzaku was just a shadow, but the flame was a truly terrifying thing. It was formless and insubstantial, and seemed to be ethereal, but it revealed the aura of smelting all things. This It is the real "Fengtianyan".

After hearing this, Zhao Qianyang's expression did not change.

"Kill you so that Dali can have a future."

The murderous intention was blazing without any wavering, and he waved the dust in his hand. Under the guidance of Zhao Qianyang, the Suzaku flapped its wings, carrying the power of heaven and earth like a torrent, and rushed straight into the sea of ​​fire.

In an instant, the sea of ​​fire rose, connecting heaven and earth, becoming a real furnace purgatory, trying to refine everything.

Ah, the shrill screams sounded, and the originally invincible glazed golden body began to melt. The Han Cicada King struggled crazily, but it was unable to resist the burning of the sky fire.

"The body is just a skin, but the soul remains forever."

"My mind is like a diamond, immortal and indestructible, turning into a rainbow."

The flesh body transformed into a rainbow, just like a high-ranking monk attaining enlightenment and feeding back his soul. The low-grade Taoist Vajra Heart was fully activated, bursting out with unbelievable power. The Han Cicada King penetrated directly through the sea of ​​fire and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing such a scene, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. Zhao Qianyang took back the Suzaku flame flag left by King Han Cicada, looked at the direction in which King Han Cicada escaped, and did not pursue it.

"Ancestor, please don't let this Han Cicada King leave, otherwise it will cause trouble in the future."

Seeing King Han Cicada escape, Emperor Li Zhao Wuji couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

Hearing this, Zhao Qianyang's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"I have my own concerns about this matter, so why do you need to say more."

With a scolding, he threw the Vermilion Bird Flame Flag to Zhao Wuji. Zhao Qianyang's Yang Shen instantly faded away, completely ignoring the army of monsters that had not yet had time to escape.

After hearing this, he took the Vermillion Bird Flame Flag and immediately understood something, Zhao Wuji's expression changed slightly.

"Kill me."

Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart and waving the Vermilion Bird Flame Flag, Zhao Qianyang took advantage of the situation and launched an attack on the monster army. In any case, what he wanted to do now was to truly repel the monster army.

At this time, there was actually no qualitative difference in strength between the human cultivators and the monster army. However, the Cicada King was defeated, and the big monster among the monsters had long lost the will to fight, so the monster army was quickly defeated.

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