Projection of the Heavens

The wind of the sun blew in and filled the entire street.

A sense of domineering overwhelmed down.

The young man was tall and slender, dressed in a large white robe, and his face was as gentle as a modest gentleman, but the arrogance and domineering between his eyebrows almost leaked out.

"Great master!"

Fang Han's heart jumped, and he felt a huge threat from this young man.

This young man, under the warm and graceful appearance, implied waves, pacing, like a swallowing beast opening its mouth, wanting to devour everything and occupy everything.

Baby Nebula tightly gripped Fang Han's shirt in fright.

step, step, step~~~

The young man stopped, put his hands behind his back, raised his chin slightly, glanced at the old fortune-teller, and said in a calm but unquestionable tone:

"The past and the future can be calculated? Then, let's calculate the prince!"

"Champion Hou Yangan!"

"One of the top players in the Dayi Dynasty, the champion Hou Yangan!"

"why did he come here?"

Some magical monks who passed by were shocked and already knew the identity of this young man.

Several true disciples of Qunxingmen are even more pale, and their cultivation is not weak, and they can feel the terrifying power contained in Yang An.

The old fortune-teller's eyes moved, the turbidity dissipated, and he spread out the white paper on the stall and said:

"Also ask Hou Ye to leave the calligraphy treasure, so that the old man can take a look."

Fang Han got up slowly and pulled Baby Nebula out of the way.

He has also heard of Yang An's name. It is said that this person is extremely domineering, but he hardly survives any shots.

Yang An stared at the old man, the corners of his mouth rose, and he smiled lightly, saying:

"Something interesting."

As he said that, he stepped forward, picked up the brush, followed the dragon and snake, and wrote a big "easy" character, and the handwriting was three-pointed.

Kacha~

The entire street was shaken, and the stone slabs under everyone's feet could not be controlled by three points.

"One word for a thousand pounds!"

Fang Han's pupils shrank.

This champion Hou didn't use any supernatural powers at all, just wrote one word, and it almost crushed this street.

You must know that this Great Yi Emperor Capital is a masterpiece of Taoism, and even a single tile can not be destroyed by a cultivator of ordinary supernatural powers.

Fang Han thought to himself, even if he did his best, he might not be able to shake this street!

"easy......."

The old fortune teller's expression changed, and there was a dignified look in his eyes.

After pondering for a moment, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Those who change, the upper part is "sun" and the lower part is "month". "

Yang An was noncommittal: "Go ahead."

"However, when Lord Hou wrote this character, the edge of the pen was slightly heavier, and the tail was straight through the back of the paper, like a sword sharpening a soldier's edge, and a soldier's attack would kill... So, Lord Hou's name is fortune-telling, but it's actually a big easy-to-fat The murderous intention should be on the Houye, and the Houye is here to kill me?  …”

The old fortune-teller raised his eyes and smiled and said:

"Yes or not?"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Yang An burst into laughter, a sound like thunder piercing the sky, saying:

"Old Heart Demon, what you said is right. The Marquis is here to capture you. If you know the interest, then you can capture it without your hands!"

Boom!

The long laughter echoed in the sky above the imperial capital, and the mighty **** ocean seemed to rush up to the nine heavens, stirring up the hurricane clouds.

Pedestrians on the long street all turned pale, fled in embarrassment, and avoided one after another. One after another, the restaurants, inns, and hawkers disappeared without a trace.

"Master Hou is too domineering!"

The old man of the heart demon stood up slowly, his jet-black coat screeching in the gust of wind: "I came to the great world of Xuanhuang this time to discuss the Tao with the six great devil emperors, not to destroy the Dayi Dynasty's grass and trees, and even more so. Never violated the law of Dayi. Does the Lord have to punish him for not teaching him?"

Magic flashed in his eyes.

This Great Yi Dynasty is unfathomable, even he is not willing to provoke it easily.

"Don't want to provoke?"

Yang An sneered and stuck out a finger, piercing the void like a spear.

Stab it!

The void split open, and Ying Xiantian and Ying Tianqing, who looked ugly, fell in front of everyone.

"Yang An!"

You should grit your teeth.

The dignified Xiantian Demon Emperor was imprisoned by Dayi for three years, and his killing intent was extremely boiling.

Fang Han was startled, only to know that the old fortune-teller came to the Dayi Dynasty to save people.

Moreover, if this champion Hou hadn't made a move, he would have almost rescued Ying Xiantian from the Great Yi Empire.

Yang An ignored Ying Xiantian and his son, walked two steps, and said lightly:

"If you talk about it, of course, the Marquis will not care. Even if it takes two years, and you come to save people, the Marquis will not look at you. But these two years, it is the Marquis Ben who has been in charge of Dayi. You dare to come to tease, you really don’t know how to live or die!”

Yingxiantian is nothing, and he doesn't care about life or death.

But when he was sitting in Dayi, someone came to make trouble, and he couldn't help it.

"It's too much to be trapped on the Star Picking Platform and perform hard labor."

The old man of heart demon shook his head and said:

"This time I came to the Xuanhuang Great World to find six demon emperors to discuss the Tao. Only Yingtian knew the essence of demons, but I couldn't bear him to be humiliated by the hands of villains."

"The hand of the villain?"

Yang An sneered and shot:

"My subordinates are thousands of times more noble than Ying Xiantian, so what if they humiliate him?!"

Boom!

Yang An clenched his fists with five fingers, and his long arms were like sharp spears.

"Then you will be able to teach Hou Ye's tricks!"

The old man of the heart demon let out a long roar and said, "Let me see how tyrannical the Dayi Dynasty, which is able to defeat Taiyi's dominance over the Xuanhuang world, is!"

The old man of the heart demon took a step back, and the void was distorted, and his body shape was like a flowing night, spreading infinitely toward the depths of the void.

boom!

He tore through the void with one hand, while the other hand bounced again and again, bursting out clumps of black demonic energy shrouded in the void.

His figure wandered uncertainly, and seemed to be filled with the void for a while, like smoke and fog, everywhere, and he couldn't see where his true body was.

The old man of the inner demon, deducing the inner demon, no one can tell the difference between the real and the fake, the fake and the real.

"I heard that you inherited the Primordial Demon Lord's Primordial Demon Sutra. If your inner demons don't die, you will not be destroyed. If there is an inner demon in the three thousand worlds, you will not die and not be destroyed? This Marquis will see if you can fight it today. kill you!"

Yang An punched through the void and rushed into the undercurrent of the void.

Of course, it's not that he can't stop the old man of the heart demon, but he can't let go of his hands and feet in this Great Yi Empire.

Otherwise, Hong Yi will not let him go.

"Everything in this world is the evolution of inner demons. Inner demons are everywhere and cannot die. Although you are strong, you can't kill me!"

The rolling demonic energy was surging, and the old man in the heart turned into six. He stepped on the six-pointed star array, and evolved the six-way Primordial Demon Great Immortal Technique that was condensed by thirty-six gates and three thousand avenues:

"Devil travels the world, long-lasting hatred."

The old man of the heart demon turned into six, and he slapped all at once.

wow wow wow~~~

In the turbulent turbulence of the void, there were endless screams of gods and demons, and it was as if a magic door had been opened, and endless devils were about to descend on the world!

The old man of the inner demon makes a move, and every move can provoke the inner demon of others.

But Yang An seemed to be unconscious, letting the demonic energy roar, but his mind remained motionless.

"Good good!"

Yang An chuckled lightly, and strange rhythms were constantly emitted from all over his body.

This voice is very distant, as if the God who runs the heavens and controls the universe has issued an edict.

Visible to the naked eye, Yang An's body swelled uncontrollably, and in an instant it seemed to fill the sky and the earth, exuding a supreme power that was enough to dominate the present!

In the reincarnations of the Yangshen World, whether it is the Dream God Machine, Wuwuyi, Yang An, Wu Da butler, they are all proficient in all the supernatural powers and secrets.

Yang An is no exception. He even deduced the Tathagata Sutra to be stronger than Hong Yi back then!

"The Tathagata of this world, dominate the present!"

Yang An suddenly punched out.

Boom! !

The fist prints roared, as if the ancient sacred mountain descended into the universe, as if the supreme spear pierced the universe, like the nine-day galaxy pouring down, the momentum is mighty and continuous.

With just one punch, it ripped through the turbulent voids, shattered countless demonic energy, shattered all the incarnations of the old man of the heart demon, and blew up the demon gate of heaven and earth that was about to emerge!

"Ahhh!"

It seems that there are countless mournful and mournful voices coming from the gap between the dimensions, and countless demons have died under the punch of Yang An that dominates the world before they come to Xuanhuang!

"A good one dominates. Now, the immortals will die under this punch..."

The old voice echoed in the undercurrent of the void, and the old man of the heart demon slowly disappeared into the undercurrent of the void:

"Unfortunately, the three caves of the cunning rabbit, I am still incarnated in the great world of Nanming, 30 million miles away, you can't kill me!"

"The Great World of Cultivation?"

Yang An closed his fists and stood upright, a chill flashed across his brows: "You are lucky this time."

He didn't catch up.

Because Hong Yi does not allow it.

"but......."

Yang An's palm was empty, and a cloud of magic mist circulated in his hands, evolving into countless twisted and evil words.

Those words contained deep demonic meaning, and at first glance it seemed that countless demons were wailing, and the ferocious and evil faces flickered, wailing and howling.

But it is Yuanshi Tianmajing.

This Primordial Beginning Demon Scripture is said to be condensed only after the great heart magic has been cultivated, and it has a great connection with the legendary Primordial Demon Lord.

"Yuanshi Tianmajing, I will accept it!"

Yang An retracted his gaze ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ tore through the void and returned to the Great Yi Empire.

In the Great Yi Imperial City, Fang Han and the others were speechless, and their hearts were shaking.

Although the fight between the two was very short-lived, even through the turbulent void, everyone felt the horror of that battle.

Ying Xiantian's father and son's faces were ashen, and they couldn't help but feel a little despair in their hearts.

The Great Yi Dynasty is too strong.

Yang An's strength is enough to sweep the world.

"Such strength..."

Fang Han's heart trembled.

He knew Yang An's name for a long time, but when he really saw him, he realized how terrible he was.

Three years of self-cultivation is enough to dominate the mysterious realm of supernatural powers, but it is still far behind him.