Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Tang Ning did not go looking for trouble with the Xuanling ship, but chose a Xuanyuan ship to chase him, which was the Huanyu that was attacked by his own Xuanling ship before.

The Xuanyuan ship saw him coming straight, and several shells were fired at him at the same time.

Tang Ning did not dodge, but just slightly turned his body. The shells exploded beside him, and a strong impact came from all directions in an instant, just like countless hammers hitting his body.

The ripples of space were visible to the naked eye, but he did not feel any pain.

After being baptized by golden blood, his body has become incredibly strong. If someone observes carefully from a close distance, they can see that his palms exposed outside his clothes have a faint golden light.

His bones and meridians have been cast into gold, and even the golden strong wind in that magical space can't do anything to him, let alone the shells loaded on the Xuanyuan ship.

The power of these shells is at most the full force of ordinary magic weapons. For him, it is not worth mentioning at all.

Tang Ning seemed to be strolling in the garden, shooting out from the visible space ripples and chasing after the Xuanyuan ship.

With his late Nascent Soul cultivation, his speed was naturally much faster than the Xuanyuan ship. Although the two were far apart, they were getting closer and closer as time went by, and were no more than a few miles away.

During this period, the Xuanyuan ship launched several artillery attacks on him, but it did not pose any threat to him at all.

On the Huanyu Xuanyuan ship, in the cabin, everyone frowned deeply as they saw him getting closer and closer.

"The other side's Kuangle is approaching."

"Seven shells are fired at us."

"The defense formation is unstable, and the effect is only 20% to 30% of that in a good state. It can't withstand a few shells."

"There are not many shells left in the bottom cabin, less than 20."

"Prepare to fire the magnetic cannon."

"Fellow Daoist Wang, Fellow Daoist Zhang, let's go meet this person."

"Okay."

Everyone in the control room said one by one, and two giant mechanical hands stretched out from the bottom of the cabin and launched two blue missiles.

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Tang Ning saw the missiles coming at him, but he still didn't dodge. He punched out with both fists, hitting two cannonballs of more than ten feet in size. With a loud bang, the cannonballs exploded, and a small air cloud rose up, covering an area of ​​ten feet in radius. The air waves inside were surging, and waves of space ripples followed one after another, submerging his body.

Tang Ning rushed out from inside, his body was unharmed, but his palms were slightly trembling.

The light of the Xuanling ship melted away, and the two figures inside flashed and left the warship.

Seeing that he was hit by two fourth-level magnetic element cannonballs, the three of them were all happy. With the power of the fourth-level cannonballs, even a Yuanying cultivator would not be able to get away, let alone being hit head-on.

Even if the opponent had a magic weapon to protect himself, it would take some effort to get away.

Thinking like this, the three of them flew towards him, originally thinking of taking advantage of the moment when he was hit by the cannonballs to suddenly attack.

But the situation at the next moment surprised the three people. They saw Tang Ning walking out of the waves of space ripples as if nothing had happened. Not only did he not use magic weapons to resist, he was in a state of embarrassment, and there was not even a trace of injury on his body.

The three people who were originally preparing to attack could not help but look at each other, and they all saw shock and deep fear in each other's eyes.

Being hit by the magnetic cannon head-on, he was able to remain unscathed without using magic weapons to protect himself. It can be seen that this person's body is tough. Not to mention cultivators, even a fourth-level monster with thick skin and flesh may not be able to escape unscathed in this situation.

This person not only has the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul, but also has reached such a terrifying level of physical cultivation. The three people were a little nervous and wanted to retreat.

Originally, they thought that the opponent was only one person, and with the strength of the three people, although the cultivation was not good, they would not be weaker than the opponent when they joined forces.

Tang Ning didn't care what the other party thought. Seeing the three people attacking him, he went straight to meet them.

Two of the three opponents were in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and only one was in the middle stage. The three of them were in a corner.

The two early stage Nascent Souls were on the left and right sides. The one on the left had slightly white temples and a hunched body.

The one on the right was burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The one in the middle was tall and straight, with a fair complexion.

As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. Tang Ning rushed straight to the pale-faced man in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The three saw him rush out of the range of the shells and rush towards them, and looked at each other.

The pale-faced man shouted and took action.

After that, he flipped his hand, and a small sword with golden light swelled in the wind, turned into a three-foot size, and disappeared in a flash.

The two men on the left and right saw him take the lead, and they no longer hesitated.

The man surnamed Wang on the left and his partner formed seals, and the world changed in an instant. The magic cloud on the top of the man's head surged, covering an area of ​​hundreds of feet. The man's figure gradually faded and merged with the magic cloud. A large piece of magic cloud enveloped him.

The man surnamed Zhang on the right flipped out a dark blue hill in his hand and threw it upward. The hill swelled in the wind, and the dark blue light fought and pressed down from the sky.

Tang Ning saw the golden sword in the white man's hand suddenly disappeared, and he was slightly surprised and secretly alert.

Although there were three people on the other side, the only one who could pose a threat to him was actually this mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. As for the other two, he didn't take them too seriously.

At that time, the opponent's attack had already come close. The dark blue hill on the right was a hundred feet in size and smashed towards him. The magic cloud on the left and right of hundreds of feet had moved above his head.

Not to be outdone, Tang Ning formed a seal with her hands, and a huge palm appeared in mid-air. Its five fingers were like hooks. The entire palm was covered with densely packed five-color symbols. The five fingers were blue, white, yellow, black, and red.

Wuyuan Xuanling grabbed the white-faced man with his hand, and saw his hands clasped together, muttering something in his mouth, and then slowly opened them. A red silk screen appeared between his palms, with lines crisscrossing inside the screen.

The man pushed with both hands, and the red silk screen grew bigger and bigger in mid-air, facing Wuyuan Xuanling's hand. The two sides intersected in mid-air. The man's fingers kept changing, and the lines in the red silk screen intertwined, and the shapes changed with his fingers. In the constant change, the red threads crisscrossed and spread around the giant palm, and soon the huge palm was tightly wrapped.

The man's palm slowly closed, and the red silk thread slowly closed with it. The huge five-element spirit hand was shattered into pieces by the red silk thread and dissipated in the air.

Seeing such a scene, Tang Ning was not surprised at all, but was slightly emotional. This five-element spirit transformation hand was a technique he chose in the Qianyi Sect's Scripture Pavilion when he broke through the Golden Pill at the beginning of the year.

According to the evaluation standards of Taixuan Sect, the power of this spell is only at the top level of D-level, which is relatively inferior. However, in the Qianyi Sect's Scripture Pavilion, it is already a relatively superior spell.

Because this technique requires a huge amount of spiritual power to be mobilized, it requires a cultivation level of Golden elixir or higher to learn it, and it has the effect of binding the five elements.

At that time, Tangning relied on this technique to overcome several difficulties. However, after moving to the mainland of Qingzhou, the techniques collected by the great sects and aristocratic families were vast, and many of them were more powerful than the five-element spirit hand. Therefore, in When facing the enemy, this five-element spirit hand is somewhat useless.

With his cultivation in the late Nascent Soul, he was able to be defeated so easily by a mid-Nascent Soul monk when he used this technique. This shows that the power of this technique is low, and it is completely different from those superior magical powers.

Just as the man's silk thread cut into pieces in his huge hand, a blue mountain a hundred feet high in the sky volleyed down.

Tangning turned sideways and punched the blue mountain, only to hear the sound of gold and stone clashing.

The 100-foot mountain suddenly shook, and cracks at the bottom spread, slowly covering the entire mountain.

I saw that the mountain suddenly shrank, shrinking to the size of three feet in the blink of an eye. The cracks on it were getting bigger and bigger, and the sound of crackling was endless.

Tang Ning casually slapped her palm, as if to ward off a fly, the blue hill shot out, split into pieces, and turned into countless fragments that fell rapidly.

The man surnamed Zhang on the right saw the Youlan Hill smashed into pieces with one punch. His pupils shrank suddenly and he was filled with horror. No one knew the origin of this thing better than him. The Youlan Hill was mainly made of deep-sea Geng gold. The magic weapon is made from materials. During its refining process, many auxiliary materials such as Liuyun Liquid and Wuxin Essence are added to increase its toughness and tenacity.

Because the object was known for its toughness, it was refined into the shape of a mountain. Over the years, he relied on this magic weapon to defeat many powerful enemies. Even the attack of the fourth-order magnetic element cannon could not cause much damage to the object.

I didn't expect that today I would be smashed into pieces by someone's punch, like a piece of tofu.