Sovereign to Immortality

The biting cold wind, the sky shrouded by lead clouds, the flashing thunder is like a naughty elf being held in it.

In the sea with extremely low visibility, the deep green waves are dotted with large ice floes everywhere, and the icebergs that are covered by fog are far away. It is like a giant standing in white. In the sea, the sea drowned his legs, and the dark clouds concealed his head.

"So, the deepest part of this glacial waters is the real place of the storm gorge?" Yang Junshan asked the Jiangxin people next to him.

Jiang Xindao nodded: "Yes, it has been shrouded in dark clouds all the year round, even if it is a violent storm in the end of the year, it has never scraped away the clouds over the sky."

Looking at Yang Junshan nodded, Jiang Xindao said: "The so-called storm gorge, not only storms, but also thunderstorms, here is a strange place overseas, so you do not have to worry about the existence of thunder Come, even if the thunderstorms are weakened into the season, the top Huagai road repairs will be trembled. As for the existence of the thunder, the ship in the storm gorge is not attractive to them. ""

Yang Junshan said: "These are the predecessors of the Dongliu who told you to tell me?"

The Jiang Xindao people said "the amount" and said: "Yes, this time, the existence of the various forces that participated in the battle for the sea boat was under the thunder, and the old man said that the storm gorge is actually equivalent to a practice circle. The intertwined semi-broken space planes are not only caused by raging storms and thunderstorms, but also by twisted and broken spaces, or even simply space storms. These are real dangers."

Yang Junshan looked at his own hands and ridiculed himself: "It seems that I have a piece of space magic in my hand. It is not a secret in the seriousness of the parties!"

Jiang Xindao smiled and said: "The important sign that the Tao is different from other monks is the space supernatural power. To be exact, it should be regarded as a kind of field. In the process of using the magical powers, perhaps the power is not the most tyrannical, but But it is always able to become a self-contained field. This is the essential difference between the magical powers."

"In terms of power, the top ten supernatural powers on the list of the magical magical powers are probably more than the twenty-thirty-thousand-thousands of supernatural powers on the list of the supernatural powers. Even the top 20 treasures are powerful. Can be compared with it, but then, how these magical powers do not form their own space fields, in the real process of killing can always be easily rid of by the Taoist monks using space magic, and the collision of Taoism is not from the space field The mutual erosion began, the violent spatial fluctuations caused space distortion, and even the space was broken. Which Taoist would dare to open the space portal within the scope of the Taoist magical powers at this time, it is tantamount to finding a dead end."

Yang Junshan smiled, and the "Silver Air" spirit on his hands experienced a series of battles, and was nourished by his Jiuyi Zhenyuan. The spirituality was raised again and again, and now he finally reached the level of the treasures, and "Silver." The "empty" magical body has finally come together, and today's "silver space" is already a veritable treasure.

However, Jiang Xindao’s tone immediately came to a turning point. “Of course, if there is a space magic weapon dedicated to the power of space, then it’s another matter. The space fluctuation caused by the collision of Taoism is in the space magic. Under the crackdown, it can be easily smoothed out, and the monk can easily withdraw from the fight at any time. It can be said that it is already invincible."

Speaking of this, Jiang Xindao is still still unfinished: "Not to mention that Yang Xiong, you are valued is not only a space magic weapon, the magical power you cultivate also has a strong space to suppress power, in fact not only It is Yang brother, most of the earth-lined sacred powers have the characteristics of this kind of space repression. This may be the root cause of the importance of the many ethics in the cultivation industry since the time of the storm gorge. ”

Yang Junshan nodded and said: "It turns out that Jiang brother is a solution to Yang's heart."

Jiang Xindao saw the words and said: "So, isn't Yang brothers willing to act with several people in this school?"

Yang Junshan shook his head with a smile and said: "I still cooperate after finding a sea boat. Yang does not want to attract attention now."

"This, okay!"

Jiang Xindao people helplessly said: "Yang brother also asked himself to be careful. According to the faction, this time it is not just the four overseas sects. Even the people of Lianlong have already got the news. It is said that the horned demon king seems to be right. Ding Haizhou's unusual attention, as well as some old-fashioned monsters in the cultivation industry have also heard the news, and when it is not good, I am afraid that there are more than a dozen Taoist monks in the battle."

After saying goodbye to Jiang Xindao, Yang Junshan flew all the way to the depths of this sea glacier.

In this sea glaciers, a variety of screaming cold winds can't blow the clouds around, but the cold wind is like a knife, tearing and cutting the Yang Yunshan's body around the body, of course, these It is not a problem for Yang Junshan. The real problem is that during the process of this glacier on the sea, space cracks or debris will be encountered from time to time. These are not comparable to the cold wind of a knife. They can easily break Yang Junshan's bodyguard Qingyun, but with the keen sense of Yang Junshan's current knowledge, in most cases, these distorted spaces have been detected and hidden before he hits. opened.

In addition to the space traps hidden in the void, this glacier and the cold waters of the Sens are also in danger of being unimaginable.

Just as Yang Junshan drove the light from an iceberg, a white air suddenly rushed straight up from the soles of his feet. Qingyun, surrounded by his body, was washed away by air, and there were signs of solidification and freezing.

At the same time, the iceberg under the foot suddenly exploded, and a giant snake that was crystal-clear and crystal-clear like ice crystals rushed straight up from the iceberg. The snake-like path that swallowed broke through the guardian cloud of Yangjun Mountain, and opened a huge Shekou. Swallowed toward Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan screamed coldly, his hands violently slammed outward, and a strange space wave was generated around him. The coldness that was originally cold was suddenly disintegrated in the air, and the snake letter that was directly smashed by Yang Junshan was strange. The stab is empty.

The ice crystal giant snake instinctively noticed the danger, and even no longer went to Zhangkou to swallow Yang Junshan, and turned a corner in the air to break into the sea.

Yang Junshan can make it as desired, the thumb and forefinger stick out of the volley, and the ice crystal giant snake that is about to throw into the sea is shaking, as if it was pinched by an invisible big hand, let it be How the huge snake body struggled and struggled, and it was never able to break free from Yang Junshan’s hands.

Yang Junshan reached out and the serpent suddenly disappeared. He looked at the ice crystal serpent with interest and actually felt a touch of blood from his body.

This serpent did not open up the spiritual cultivation into a demon. It is still a kind of marine beast, but the blood of the body is that Yang Junshan believes that if the snake is cultivated, it will be a demon. One of the most amazing people in the family, but now it has no chance.

Such a giant snake is of little use in the eyes of Yang Junshan, but the material after the cramps and bones is still valuable to Yang’s low-ranking monks, especially the ice crystal snake, which looks like the same The snow lotus is generally, at least the top of the fairy spirit, used to open the fairy scorpion to the monk who just started practicing, but it is a perfect fit.

With the continuous deepening of Yang Junshan, the space cracks in the storm gorge appear more and more, and the strength of all kinds of strange animals from the iceberg, the ocean, and even from the sky clouds suddenly come. The stronger, even some of the talents of some of the beasts are driven by instinct, and Yang Junshan is often shocked.

Yang Junshan saw a bird with an iron-colored iron feather swooping down from the thick clouds above his head. Then there was suddenly a bucket of light in the clouds that was picked up by him and then used it as a relay. A hard turn in the air, actually smashed down the top of Yang Junshan's head, and the ink feather bird was not only safe and sound, but even increased in speed, like the arrow of the string. After catching up with the fallen thunder, the two claws grabbed the heavenly cover of Yang Junshan.

What is this spirit?

Yang Junshan's hands are printed, and there is a hill on the top of the head. Even if it is thundered, it can't hurt it.

The poultry obviously has the minimum intellectual instinct. It can't be seen that Lei Jun can't hurt Yang Junshan. The originally slammed body is dexterously turned in the air, just like flying back into the clouds in the sky.

However, Yang Junshan obviously has a great interest in this spiritual poultry that can attract Leiguang, and he can let it escape at will. As the hill above his head suddenly collapses into a yellow light, the surrounding void is suddenly imprisoned, letting the spirit The birds struggled to shake their wings in the air, but they could only stay in place and could not move.

Yang Junshan volleyed to the front of the spirited bird. The spirited bird was obviously scared. The mouth made a sharp tweet. A trace of electro-optic light swam in its feathers, and then gathered into a finger-thick thunder and went straight to Yang Junshan. The face of the door.

Yang Junshan smiled and opened his mouth and breathed a sigh of relief. He suddenly blew the thunder in midair.

The spirit bird is still struggling, but Yang Junshan has already smashed his wings. The hand rushed to make Yang Junshan slightly frown, but with Yang Junshan’s sturdy body, this point from the poultry The thunder and lightning that came from the body flashed over and he could not.

"But this spirit is really a bit interesting!"

Yang Junshan rubbed his chin, and he didn’t know what his years had been. He stretched his hand and slammed it on the head of the spirited poultry. He suddenly smashed it through the clouds and then took out a poem from the storage ring to release the poultry. Go in and tie it to the waist.

In the evening, I had a warm and fruitful discussion with my daughter-in-law on the philosophy of life. Then, this time was more than this time. I wrote it all the afternoon, and the last thousand words dragged on to write this. Time, sad reminder.