Chronicles of Celestial Origins

On the right side of the battlefield, Xu Wenruo and Guo Songlin each faced off against a rebel cultivator.

Facing Guo Songlin was a tall, middle-aged woman who was also in the early stages of becoming a god.

Guo Songlin used a black pagoda to protect himself, and the whole body was wrapped with dense blood-colored silk threads. This blood-colored silk thread was extremely weird. Not only was it very tough, but it could also change on its own, forming an object of any shape, and had the effect of suppressing spiritual power.

The two of them went back and forth and fought for several rounds. Facing the woman's endless and powerful spells, Guo Songlin seemed to be at a loss, especially this weird crimson thread. He used two spells with different effects to fight each other. Attacking it cannot break it, and there is nothing you can do about it for a while, so you have to temporarily protect yourself with magic weapons and observe the flaws.

Less than a few dozen miles away from his right side, Xu Wenruo was in danger one after another. He looked very embarrassed under the fierce attack of the pale-faced man of the rebels. He kept turning out various scrolls in his hands. These ordinary paper scrolls could be transformed into Tsukuru displayed various spell effects and barely resisted the attack of the white-faced man.

Judging from the scene alone, it seemed that he could only parry and had no ability to fight back.

The pale-faced man facing him was a monk in the middle stage of transforming into a god. He was good at using thunder-attribute spells and magical powers. Many of his spells were not only powerful but also powerful. In comparison, Xu Wenruo seemed even more isolated and weak.

Several times, his figure was completely submerged in the mighty thunder and lightning attacks, making people doubt that he would be smashed to pieces by the powerful power. However, he was able to escape at the last moment every time, even though his stature was slightly smaller. He looks embarrassed, but he can actually withstand many attacks from the opponent in the middle stage of becoming a god.

The pale-faced man formed a seal with his hands, and dozens of huge silver pillars rose up from the ground to surround his figure. Each silver pillar was ten feet high and surrounded by red runes.

A total of forty-nine huge silver thunder pillars surrounded a thousand-foot radius. Just hearing a soft drink from the pale-faced man, the forty-nine huge silver thunder pillars shone at the same time, and red runes rushed to the top of the thunder pillars.

In an instant, forty-nine thunder pillars simultaneously shot out red lightning that was as big as a python.

The red thunder and lightning was like a lifelike python, twisting its body and exposing its huge fangs as if it were wandering in the jungle, and pounced on Xu Wenruo.

In the blink of an eye, the entire area around him was engulfed in red thunder and lightning. One by one, the huge red pythons accompanied the sound of thunder and lightning, as if they were roaring, as if they were going to destroy everything.

Xu Wenruo's figure was completely submerged in the red thunder and lightning. After a while, after the roaring red thunder and lightning faded, his figure was faintly visible.

It was surrounded by sheets of rolling paper that glowed with white light. Red lightning struck it and was absorbed by the rolling paper. Xu Wenruo was in the middle of it, his bun was slightly messy, and his face was a little pale.

The pale-faced man looked at the figure in the center of the silver thunder pillar, frowning. For some reason, he felt that something was wrong. Even though he had the upper hand on the scene, the other party was suppressed by him and had no power to fight back. It seemed that he would attack at any time. Turned into ashes under the thunder and lightning.

This was indeed the case. The opponent could only barely parry under his frequent attacks.

The messy bun, pale face, and visibly heaving body due to panting all indicate that the opponent is exhausted. As long as he increases the intensity of his attack even slightly, the opponent will collapse and fall under the powerful power of thunder and lightning.

However, he felt vaguely anxious for some reason. He couldn't tell where the anxiety came from. Reason told him that everything was under control. But deep in his heart, an almost instinctive intuition made him detect something strange. The other party might not be as embarrassed and panicked as he appeared, and might even be able to handle it with ease.

Why do you feel this way? The other party is clearly showing signs of weakness.

The white-faced man frowned, puzzled. When the red lightning completely dissipated and was absorbed by the white light emitting rolls around it, he stared closely at the figure surrounded by huge thunder pillars, and finally realized Enlightenment.

It's the look.

Even though the opponent's figure looked very embarrassed, his eyes were very calm and calm, never showing a trace of panic.

His years of combat experience allowed him to detect the source of the strangeness.

This isn't right.

He has fought dozens of life-and-death battles with his enemies throughout his life. No matter how strong or weak his opponent is, once he is in danger, his eyes will show panic.

Eyes are the window that best reflects the fluctuations in a person's heart. If a person is panicked, no matter how much he pretends to be calm, his eyes will reveal his behavior.

But he had never noticed a hint of panic in this person's eyes since the fight.

The pale-faced man's mind was spinning with thoughts. Could it be that this person was hiding something deep and deliberately hiding his clumsiness and showing his cowardice? So what's the purpose of doing this? To numb yourself? Or are you hiding a back-up move and preparing for a surprise counterattack?

No matter what, he is only a monk in the early stage of becoming a god after all. Even if he really has some abilities, he is not afraid.

The man formed another seal in his hand, and forty-nine silver thunder bamboos bloomed with dazzling light. As the red runes surged, lifelike red giant pythons roared towards the figure.

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Tangning was sandwiched between two huge golden palms. His whole body was covered with golden runes. He was unable to move at all, as if he was trapped in a mire. He could feel the external pressure increasing.

Two huge palms squeezed his body like two mountain peaks, and the force became stronger and stronger, as if they wanted to beat him into a pulp.

At this moment, he seemed like meat on the sticky board, ready to be kneaded.

But in fact, he was not very panicked. Although his body could not move, the spiritual power was flowing freely in his body. He was very confident in the strength of his physical body. Even compared to the monster beasts of the top bloodline, he was probably not far behind. This Although the Buddha's magical power is miraculous, it is not easy to hurt him.

The body that has been bathed and baptized by the holy blood is his greatest reliance. Even if he binds his hands and feet and stands still, if others want to hurt him, they will have to use the strength of nine cows and two tigers, and it may not be able to help.

What's more, his powerful self-healing ability can ensure that he can regain his combat effectiveness as soon as possible after being injured, so he is even more confident.

The reason why he has not launched a counterattack for a long time is mainly because he wants to test how much force his body can withstand.

This was the first time he fought against a monk of the same level since he advanced to the realm of God Transformation. When he hit the realm of God Transformation, his body once again experienced the baptism of golden blood hidden in the meridians and bones. He could feel the strength and strength of his body. The power is much stronger than when he first experienced the golden blood baptism.

But to what extent, he has no specific idea, and there is no better opportunity than this.

He tried to concentrate all his strength against the golden runes on his body, intending to use his physical strength to break through the runes, but no matter how hard he tried, it was to no avail.

This feeling is like a warrior with all his strength being wrapped in a silkworm cocoon. He has no strength but cannot use it, which is very frustrating.

He had to admire the wonders of these forbidden spells. A body as powerful as his could only be restrained by these forbidden spells.

The two huge golden palms continued to exert force, squeezing his body and making a slight 'kazkaz' sound.

Tang Ning's mind moved, and many rays of light burst out from his body. The dazzling golden light enveloped everything. The light turned into a huge round sun and stars hanging in the sky. Under the golden light, the entire land within ten miles turned into a golden space.

The huge golden sun and dozens of stars set together, and the golden space slowly shrank like a scroll.

The tall and thin man saw many rays of light flying out of the Buddha's palm, turning into a huge golden sun and stars all over the sky, covering an area of ​​more than ten miles in radius, and felt bad.

Sure enough, with the contraction of the golden space, he immediately felt great space pressure, and the golden space around him became extremely distorted. From the huge golden palm of the Buddha statue to the space a hundred feet in front of him, it was twisted like a twist. .

The huge golden palm cracked inch by inch under the pressure of space, extending from the palm to the arm and spreading to the entire Buddha statue.

After the palm of the Buddha statue collapsed, Tang Ning's figure appeared inside. Most of the golden runes covered on his body were gone. Only a few scattered runes were still attached to the body and were shattered visibly. At this moment, he stretched out his palm and pointed towards In the direction of the tall and lanky man, he clenched his fists and slowly rotated.

As he moved, the entire space trembled slightly and twisted messily, like a peasant woman twisting a wet face towel left and right in her hands.