Bad Boy Cultivation in Another World: The Merry Immortal

Han Wan gritted her teeth and avoided it. 【 】As soon as he left, the pentaprism in Ye Ning's hand immediately emitted bright lights, and 25 formations came out together, turning into vortexes, surrounding the huge palm.

Sharpness, light splitting, burning, stabbing, slashing!

Entangled, tripped, weakened, flawed, absorbed!

Moisten cold, brighten, eye-catching, invisible, perfect!

Burning, black sun, scorching, burning the sky, boiling the sea!

Solid, lithification, escape, nourishment, stone shield!

At this time, Ye Ning's whole body was covered by golden rocks, and he became a golden man.The abundant aura spread out in all directions, forcing the eight people of Huang Fenggu to retreat continuously.The golden light, the sea of ​​fire, the cold ice... kept hitting the huge palm.However, despite the wind from southeast to northwest, I stood still, my palm was like an unbreakable mountain, firmly protecting the eight juniors in Huangfeng Valley.Ye Ning roared again and again, handprints of both hands were printed one after another, and various disillusionment techniques were printed, which turned into halos and hit the giant palm.

Leng Peiran was shocked.She knew very well who it was. Although she only had the peak cultivation of a sage, many sages were unwilling to make enemies easily.He is Feng Feiyang, the elder who protects Huang Fenggu, and the tall man is his descendant.This person was already at the peak of a sage 100 years ago, but because of his spiritual roots, he has been unable to advance an inch. This has led to his extremely extreme personality, and he has practiced many skills that other monks dare not practice, and his fierce flames are overwhelming.This person is known as the No. 1 sage of You Country, and he has never lost a single defeat in the past hundred years!

"Junior! Courting death!" The voice became lower and lower, and it was already close at hand.

Ye Ning was also a little surprised to see that many attacks could not break the huge palm.In fact, if he knew the origin of these huge palms, he wouldn't be surprised.The huge palm was refined by Feng Feiyang with the bones of the saints he obtained by a certain coincidence, and it is a top-grade treasure.What is the concept of the skeleton of a saint?Each piece is a priceless treasure, and it can even produce holy artifacts if properly refined!Although the pentaprism is a heaven-defying magic weapon, it contains the perfect power of the five elements and can exert five times the power, but after all, it is only a top-grade magic weapon and the huge palm is too far away.

"Hmph!" Ye Ning yelled coldly, and said, "Sharp Point, Burning Stab and Slash!" This is his box-pressing stunt, and also his strongest attack method.If he still can't split the huge palm, all he has to do is escape.However, he was not worried at all. The elders in the sect must have been alarmed by such a big commotion, and they might be hiding somewhere to peek.

The light of the pentaprism converged, as if it was gathering strength, and in an instant, a slender but dazzling light shot out from the mirror.The moment it stepped out of the mirror, the light split into tens of thousands of rays, stabbing towards the huge palm like a rain of needles.The speed of the needle rain is strange, so fast, it is not flying, but jumping, as if teleporting, jumping irregularly.What's even more strange is that a scorching spark bloomed from the tail of each small needle, which accelerated the speed of the needle rain.

This is the sharp point scorching stab!

Most of the rain of thousands of needles is fantasy, only one is real, a blow that has accumulated all the power of the pentaprism.Although the needle looks like light, it has already condensed into a solid body. Even a peak sage would not dare to touch this needle hard.

The palm is so huge that it is difficult to dodge.Besides, even if he could dodge, Feng Feiyang didn't dare.Otherwise, the eight Huangfenggu disciples who were protected by their palms would have to die!

"Ding--"

With a pleasant sound, the rain of thousands of needles disappeared, and only one penetrated into the inside of the huge palm, exploding a spark.The unrivaled treasure, the remains of the saint, did not explode a big hole!Aura is overflowing.

"Ah—" Feng Feiyang yelled wildly, and a figure landed on the testing platform with a "shua".Looking at the huge palm with bones exposed, he was heartbroken and hurriedly raised his hand to recall it. "Boy, you have to pay the price!" After finishing speaking, he took out a flying sword and struck at Ye Ning like lightning and thunder!

The flying sword made a thunderclap sound - that was the sound of tearing the air too fast - and smashed the thick rock wrapped around Ye Ning's body in a blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the flying sword pierced Ye Ning's eyebrows!