Sword Knocks The Gates of Heavens

Chapter 625 Sang Xiaoman’s Three Realms of Stillness

And when Sang Xiaoman’s loose cuffs slipped down to his elbows, revealing his fair and slender arms, a purple electric light came from her. The tip of the index finger slid across.

At the same time, circles of spiritual patterns emerged from her body, and her whole body was like a Spirit Treasure that had lifted the restraint, one after another surging spiritual power poured out of her body like a tide.

This terrifying spiritual power, guided by the purple electric light on her fingertips, outlines one after another incomparably complicated rune above the platform, and in a flash the sky above the entire meditation lake. All are covered by densely packed rune.

The next second after the densely packed rune covered the sky above everyone’s heads, the beams of light formed by dozens of wind and thunder cannons, accompanied by the roaring wind and roaring thunder, all fell. On that “giant web” woven by rune.

The big net woven by rune sank at a speed visible to the naked eye under the violent strikes of wind and thunder cannons.

But even so, until the dozens of wind and thunder cannons’ spiritual power dissipated, they still failed to penetrate this talisman net.

And this is what really shocked everyone.

Sang Xiaoman, who had previously blocked the dozens of wind and thunder cannons by relying on Li Yunsheng’s Dragon Talisman, actually blocked these dozens of wind and thunder cannons by the strength of oneself.

There is no doubt that the problem lies in the terrifying spiritual power pouring out of Sang Xiaoman’s body, and the complicated rune in the sky.

Let’s not talk about the terrifying spiritual power in Sang Xiaoman’s body, just talking about the incomparably complicated runes in front of him made all the Talisman Masters in the Sang family shocked.

After careful observation, they found that every rune in this talisman network is extremely complicated. Even if an ordinary Talisman Master has exhausted his life’s efforts, he may not be able to learn one or two of them, let alone this densely packed one. million runes.

Only from this point of view, Sang Xiaoman’s talent for talisman may not be as good as Sang’s.

Just when the Talisman Masters of the Sang family were looking at the talisman above their heads with mixed emotions, Sang Wuyin’s wind and thunder cannon fell again.

Different from the dozen or so exploratory artillery fires just now, maybe he felt the threat of Sang Xiaoman’s talisman net, this time he directly used all the wind and thunder cannons, a hundred and ten wind and thunder cannons. Sound emission, the whole sky trembled.

Hundreds of straight beams of light instantly enveloped the entire sky of Jingxin Lake, and in the blink of an eye, they hit Sang Xiaoman’s talisman net.

Such a huge attack directly crushed the entire talisman net down.

Just when the falling talisman was still ten days or so away from the ancestral hall, everyone suddenly saw Sang Xiaoman with a calm face, and suddenly stuck out his other hand.

This hand is still the same as before, facing the falling talisman, and stretches out the index finger to the void.

As a purple lightning flashed by, the talisman net that was still falling instantly stopped its fall, no matter how ferocious the artillery fire of the hundred and ten wind and thunder cannons was, it didn’t fall at all.

And even more terrifying.

With this finger of Sang Xiaoman, the runes that make up this talisman net continue to increase after suffering a round of strikes from the wind and thunder cannons, each rune present these Talisman Master unheard- of unprecedented.

Looking at the increasingly dense and widening talisman web in the sky, several elderly Talisman Masters from the Sang family suddenly glanced at each other with dismayed expressions.

After opening and closing his mouth for a long time, an elderly Talisman Master finally squeezed out a few words:

“Eight, Grade 8, Grade 8 talisman?”

After seeing this scene, Wen Huazi finally lost his calmness, he complexion ashen ordered the government guard on the cloud ship:

“The wind and thunder cannons are shelling continuously. ”

With his order, one after another the roar of wind and thunder rolled in without stopping.

Immediately, the beams of light from the hundred and ten wind and thunder cannons fell at the same time, and the huge impact had already shaken the protective Formation of the Sangjia ancestral hall to pieces. This blow directly caused Jingxin Lake to all around. The ground collapsed.

Sang Xiaoman had stopped the falling talisman net, but it suddenly fell a little bit. Seeing that the distance from the ancestral hall was no more than ten feet away, it is conceivable that without the talisman net covering, the The ancestral hall of Jian is afraid that it will be bombarded into fly ash by the wind and thunder.

Some foreign cultivators and some Talisman Masters from the Sang family have quietly evacuated out of the Sang family ancestral hall under the arrangement of Sang Wuyin’s Disciple. The funny thing is that some Talisman Masters, because Sang Xiaoman’s talisman was reluctant to withdraw, and several older Talisman Masters were even more desperate, saying that even if they died, they would be willing to see Grade 8 talisman. Sang Wuyin’s Disciples only thought they were crazy. It will no longer be forced.

For a while, the crowd watching the battle on Wuyun Tower became sparse.

And this time, Wen Huazi didn’t give Sang Xiaoman a chance to breathe at all. Before the wave of wind and thunder cannons had dissipated, the wind and thunder cannons on the cloud ship fired a hundred cannons again.

The talisman net, which was already falling, fell directly to the roof of the Wuyun Building. In an instant, the rubble on the Wuyun Building was scattered, and the entire roof turned into flying ashes.

A group of Talisman Masters jumped off the Wuyun Tower one after another.

On the other hand, those on the side of the Sword Buddha looked very relaxed. Zhang Lianer calmly took out the rotten tree umbrella that Li Yunsheng gave her, and held it up, and pulled Xu Youyou next to him:

“Our two cultivation bases are the weakest. We will hide under this umbrella later.”

“Okay.”

Xu Youyou happily nodded , and then the two gathered together under the umbrella.

However, Sang Xiaoman’s charm net did not continue to fall, but stopped here.

The terrified crowd was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but Divine Soul was suddenly dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.

It was the second time that some Talisman Masters in the field appeared today, and the last time they appeared was when Li Yunsheng Divine Soul entered the realm of three silences.

“Is it possible that, this Divine Soul of Sang Xiaoman has also reached the Three Quiet Realm?!”

There is Master Talisman with a stunned expression like he has seen a ghost road.

And then, when they felt one after another surging Divine Soul Power, with Sang Xiaoman as the center, hiding the sky and covering the earth, the thoughts in their minds instantly changed from doubts. Affirmed:

“It’s Sanjijingjing! Our Sang family…our Sangjia family has another Talisman Master in Sanjijingjingjing!”

An elderly Talisman Master cried out with tears in his eyes.

And just at the next moment when Sang Xiaoman Divine Soul entered the Three Quiet Realm, the fascination net above everyone’s heads that had already dimmed suddenly flourished.

The complex runes flew out from Sang Xiaoman’s fingertips, like petals that bloomed in an instant. They bloomed in front of Sang Xiaoman in an instant, one after another seemed to never stop. The talisman network of the ancestral hall began to spread to the entire Yunjing City.

One after another purple electric light began to stray above the rune, and the unique coercion of Raibu talisman began to appear.

At the same time, the beam of light from the third round wind and thunder cannon on the cloud ship fell.

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