I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 860
Yang Guang snorted coldly for a while, as long as the other party is in the Taiyi realm, he doesn't care, he knows the twelve palaces in the sea, and his mana has already surpassed ten thousand years, and in the state of the emperor of heaven, the soul can integrate into the heaven in a short time , control the surrounding space, mobilize the aura of heaven and earth, and kill powerful enemies.

He put down the Heaven Zhanjian, and stretched out both hands, holding Yang in one hand and Yin in the other. Thousands of golden lights appeared in his hands, and the sound of Buddha could be faintly heard, and there were sacred mountains haunting it.

"Mountain Sumeru Palm!"

The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp looked at the handprints in the void, and he was not surprised. On the surface, this is the palm of Mount Sumeru, but in fact it is not a supernatural power, but a martial arts supernatural power. It is still somewhat different from the real Buddhist supernatural power. The true meaning of Buddhism is also different.

"Touch!" With a loud noise, the entire arena vibrated, two powerful magic powers shook the void, and the arena seemed to be swept by a gust of wind, and the surrounding immortals were secretly shocked when they saw this.

"What a powerful magic power, the Sui Emperor's magic power is unfathomable." Daoist Jingyang was secretly surprised when he saw this, he didn't expect that such a person in the remote Nanzhan Buzhou, just a Taiyi Jinxian, could be so powerful His mana is as strong as his own.

"No wonder people in the world say that the Sui Emperor had the power of an emperor and possessed such powerful magical powers, which is really shocking." Ji Daozi's brows were filled with jealousy, and there seemed to be another human race, and even the guy in front of him, The supernatural power has surpassed himself.

As for the others, complex expressions appeared on their faces. After all, in the eyes of these people, Yang Guang was still their opponent. The stronger the opponent, the farther the Qiankun Sword was from them.

The sick old man felt a vast force rushing in along his arms. In this case, it was shocking that the opponent did not lose the wind.

However, he soon put all of this behind him, so what if he was strong?Now that he was on the verge of an arrow, he had no choice but to make a move. His body retreated, his feet turned into a breeze, and he slapped his palms again, but they were still thunder and fire palms.

Without the slightest fear, Yang Guang picked up the Mount Sumeru palms and slapped them together. His eyes were shining, his face was cold, his palms were like millstones, they opened and closed, and when he waved, he looked like a fairy, clearly A reckless man, one palm after another, the two sides slammed into each other fiercely.

Thunder, fire, lightning, strong wind, etc. All kinds of sounds gathered together, and the immortals only saw two figures appearing on the ring, or colliding with each other, or chasing each other.

From time to time, there was the sound of dragons singing and tigers whistling, or dancing for Suzaku, or waving tails for green dragons, bursts of destructive auras clamored upwards, filling the scene of the competition stage. Afterwards, all the immortals watching the battle could only see two Dao Xuying, even his spiritual sense couldn't capture the figures of the two of them, the entire arena was turned into a paste, and when his spiritual sense entered it, he was wiped out by the chaotic mana in an instant.

Only the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp has a peaceful expression, and his eyes can see through the competition between the two. The sick old man has traveled in the three realms for many years, with rich experience, great magical powers, and his own particularity.

But Sui Emperor Yang Guang is not bad either. Although there are relatively few supernatural powers and spells, the opponent's mana is really powerful. No matter how mysterious the sick old man's supernatural power is, his mana is not as powerful as Yang Guangxiong, and he will always be restrained by the opponent .In this way, no matter how powerful the supernatural power is, there is no way to use it, and it is often forced to change the supernatural power halfway through the operation.

For a while, a strange situation appeared on the field. According to the logic, the sick old man was much older than Yang Guang, and his mana should be far superior to Yang Guang. However, Yang Guang was young and controlled Nanzhan Buzhou and Xiniu Hezhou. His mana might not be enough, but his magical powers were exquisite. Sex is far above the sick and the elderly.

But the current situation is just the opposite. Yang Guang's magic power is very powerful, and his magic power is profound and far above the realm, which makes Ran Deng amazed.The situation in front of me is completely opposite to the normal situation.

A burst of muffled sound came, and a vast smoke of spirit energy rushed straight into the universe. The powerful energy and blood formed a energy and blood melting furnace, burning the surrounding aura of heaven and earth. The blood in Yang Guang's body was like lead and mercury. When fighting, there were waves of thunder. The sound is like the roar of the sea.

The movements of the two sides became slower and slower, and the momentum of the shots became stronger and stronger. A vast mana spewed out while waving. The old man's whole body was shrouded in immortal energy, and he seemed to be flying immortal.

"It's almost over." Taoist Jingyang sighed.

"One of the two sides is always going to fall, but I don't know who it is?" Ji Daozi's eyes flickered with strangeness, no matter who it was, Ji Daozi thought he had already won.

Yang Guang won and consumed a lot of mana. If the sick old man wins, it means that Yang Guang was killed.

"The Sui Emperor's mana is majestic, which is admirable." With palms together, the figures of both sides retreated, and the sick old man couldn't help sighing when he saw the melting pot of energy and blood on Yang Guang's body.

"Senior has infinite supernatural powers, which I admire very much, but it is a pity that senior was seriously injured, otherwise, I would not be a match for senior." Yang Guang felt sorry, forging an array into the body is a grand plan, not something ordinary people can do, but The sick old man did it.It's a pity that there are not enough opportunities, Daluo Jinxian is rare, and the sick and elderly don't have this opportunity, which caused a whole body of Taoism.

"So Pindao needs the inheritance of Daoist Qiankun, and I ask His Majesty to fulfill it. If His Majesty can fulfill it, Pindao is willing to serve His Majesty for a thousand years." The sick old man's eyes were shining brightly, and there was a glimmer of hope in his expression.

"I am very sympathetic to what happened to the senior. In fact, I don't care about the inheritance of the Daoist Qiankun. It's just that even if I give the Qiankun Sword to the senior, I am afraid that the senior will not be able to take it away." Yang Guang shook his head.The sick old man may need the Qian Kun sword, but in the Three Realms, how many cases like the sick old man are there?

If you can't become a big Luo, you can't jump out of the three realms, and you can't live in the five elements, you can't live forever. Unless you get various insights, it's not as good as the golden elixir refined by Laojun himself, or the magic medicine like flat peach and ginseng fruit. It can prolong life, otherwise, we can only wait for the arrival of the five declines of heaven and man.

"You don't want to give it anymore?" The sick old man's eyes are red. He has disappeared for many years. He heard that the ancient god Qiankun Daoist was passed down to the world. To become a Da Luo Jinxian, whoever stands in front of him is his enemy.

(End of this chapter)