Resurrection of Shinto

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The Boat of Good Fortune and the Zhennan Monument.

The two immortal artifacts set off a boundless wave of air, stirring the air in all directions.

The heaven and the earth faded, like the end of the world, the light was like rain, constantly spilling in the surrounding area, and air waves hit the earth.

The rumbling sound is endless, cracks are formed on the earth, and potholes are constantly appearing, and the terrain of the four sides has changed.

At this moment, the real battlefield.

But they are no longer the boat of good fortune and the Zhennan monument. These two immortal artifacts check and balance each other, as if they have fallen into a quagmire, and they have canceled each other out.

The yellow **** stood with his hands on his hands, and on the golden robe, an illusory golden light appeared, circulating around the yellow god, and the halo that gave birth to the back of his head, circle after circle, set off the inviolability of the yellow god.

Ying Long, who was standing opposite, showed a completely different temperament.

The face under Ying Long's silver helmet showed a somewhat unexpected color, and slowly calmed down, his tone was filled with infinite confidence, and he preached: "The strength is not weak, it is also the nine thunderstorms."

"But how can you, such a delicate flower born in a greenhouse, experience violent storms."

"This general has more than 10,000 battles, and there are countless souls under his men. Even if the immortal Buddha kills there are countless, you can die under the general, and you are proud of it."

Ying Long's wings stirred up, the soft feathers stood up, and the howling wind blew out.

A series of wind blades appeared directly out of thin air, densely packed like arrows, shooting out, directly towards the yellow god.

The wind blade was green in color, filled with light, shrouded an area, and looked endless, blocking all directions of the Yellow God.

The wind blade has never set off a world-shaking momentum and has not changed the celestial phenomenon, but the yellow **** still dare not underestimate this attack. The wind blade looks ordinary, just like an ordinary primordial spirit attack, and it is not at the level of thunder.

But Huang Shen knew that this was the result of restrained power. It was Ying Long's control of power, and the power of Wind Blade was all concentrated.

Generally, an astonishing attack looks fierce and powerful, but in fact it is very powerful, but it has consumed a few points in the middle of the attack, and in the end, there are six or seven points left, which is already considered good.

But the power of the wind blade in front of him was ten percent of the strength, perfectly showing Ying Long's control over his power, and it had reached a perfect level, with no waste at all.

The wind blade is getting faster and faster, and finally it is like a violent storm, covering the area where the Yellow God is.

Huang Shen looked at Ying Long's wings, the wind blade that was raised at will. This wind blade was good, and Huang God's opened sky eyes had already identified the origin of the wind blade.

This is the wind blade transformed by the Jiutian Gangfeng. This nine-day Gangfeng is not famous today, but in ancient times, it was the only way to go to the heavens from the human world.

You must survive the nine days of the wind before you can successfully enter the heaven.

The Nine Heavens Gangfeng divides the immortal world, and the non-Xiandao realm can't cross the Nine Heavens Gangfeng at all. This kind of tyrannical force has been set off by Ying Long at will, which proves that Ying Long Zhuxian killed the Buddha. This is definitely not a false statement.

The wind blows from the sky and the earth.

Calling the wind and calling the rain, these two supernatural powers, although the Yellow God had never mastered the position, he was no stranger to the real existence of the god.

From the previous years' Hufeng Little Supernatural Powers, from the promotion to the sixth rank, from the Red Emperor God to the Golden Emperor God, the supernatural power seeds have been completely split, and the small supernatural powers have derived great supernatural powers.

The gust of wind blowing out, although not as good as the nine days of wind, but this wins more.

A whistling wind blew out, turned into a whirlwind, and began to spin continuously. The wind blade that had rushed to the front began to be swept by the whistling wind, and the two continued to spin.

The wind blades continued to disperse, turning into a part of the violent wind, but many of them broke through the violent wind and shot towards Huang Shen.

If one wind doesn't work, then come the second one.

If this supernatural power is from the sixth rank period, the yellow **** will still have some effort to use, and it will consume some self, but now the yellow **** is already a positive sixth rank, and the consumption is not big, unless it is a promotion step.

It's a pity that there is no time, otherwise this wind-breathing supernatural power will definitely not be weaker than these nine days of wind.

Now that the quality is insufficient, then the quantity should be collected.

Huang Shen didn't believe in such attacks, Ying Long just set off at will, and could produce endlessly.

The wind howled and the whirlwind whirled.

Oh oh oh! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The sound of the wind flooded the sky and the earth, which had already concealed the collision between the boat of good fortune and the Zhennan Monument. The gust of wind between the sky and the earth began to raging on the earth.

Like a map cannon, it continues to destroy the ground in all directions. ,

The big trees were lifted up by the violent wind, and the roots of the trees were contaminated with soil, and the soil continued to disperse, raising bursts of dust.

The pits and pits on the earth, fighting with each other, have turned this place into a doomsday wasteland.

The wind and waves caused by the violent wind came to Ying Long's front, and began to dissipate continuously. Ying Long's eyes calmly stared at this scene, and the wings behind him stopped stirring, and suddenly stopped.

Laughing wildly, not only is not angry, but a look of joy emerges, and he preaches in a cheerful tone: "Good, good, good!"

"Since I woke up, I have been impatient, and it is not easy to consume the hard-won aura. After so many years, I can finally do it.

"Ben will remember you. When no one remembers you ten, a hundred years, or a thousand years later, Ben will remember you."

"This is your honor, and for this I would only use my strength."

"Be happy!"

Ying Long laughed wildly, but his stalwart body grew suddenly, transforming into a three-foot-long body, with heavy armor, set off majestic strength, his huge arms shook, his muscles undulated like waves, and his heavy armor kept shaking.

Taking a step forward in the volley, his sturdy arms waved, the metal of the armor rubbed, and brilliant sparks splashed out, and a punch was blasted toward the yellow god.

This punch blasted out, and the whistling and spinning wind in front of him was instantly torn apart.

Like a tangible thing, it was suddenly torn in half from the middle position.

Anything blocked in front of this fist is all shattered. This fist is full of absolute power, and boundless power is full of it.

Under absolute power, nothing can resist.

The eyes of the Huang God from this fist have a stunning light. Compared with enemies like Ying Long, Huang God’s experience in fighting is far from enough, especially with such moves, which seem simple and primitive, but full of power. , But it is shocking.

This punch came to the front and burst out loudly. The strength that was restrained in the fist swept indiscriminately in all directions, and the strong wind set off tore through the sky.

An instant burst of fist strength completely shattered the torn wind, all the wind was gradually extinguished, and the world was quiet for a while.

The raging wind has disappeared without a trace, but the scene of the doomsday has not disappeared.

Ying Longkou didn't hesitate to say anything. He said that it was 10% strong, but it was 10%. After this punch, he did not stop at all. One punch after another, three punches were bombarded by Yinglong's Tribulation.

The power of the three punches gathered together, like a landslide and tsunami, still swept toward the sky and the ground, sweeping thousands of miles!

Although Huang Shen and Ying Long are all Sixth-Rank, they are in a realm that is infinitely close to Immortal Dao and have the same strength, but the combat power between the two is not the same.

Ying Long's combat power was obviously higher than that of Huang Shen. At this time, he completely broke out with the power of three punches. Huang Shen knew clearly that he couldn't stop him at all by relying on his own power.

But Huang Shen was not alone, a light hovering in front of him ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The thin book of life and death appeared in front of Huang Shen.

The book of life and death, Baoguang recruits exhibitions, has a thousand spirits, and Xiaguang Wandao.

The aura belonging to the immortal weapon has not been concealed at all, since then it has continuously diffused and spread in all directions.

Insufficient combat power, treasures come to collect, this is Huang Shen's strategy.

After all, Ying Long has lived for too long, and he has belonged to the old antique. There were so many battles in ancient times. The Yellow God is not as good as Ying Long. This is a very normal thing. The Yellow God will not produce any pressure.

In Huang Shen's eyes, if he could live for so long, then Ying Long in front of him would not be worthy of his support.

And if the Yellow God is given a period of time to accept inheritance memory, spend some divine power, to find some gods who are good at fighting, then it is not yet known who will die in the future.

However, there was no such opportunity in front of him. The time was too tight. Not long after he ascended to the throne, this battle broke out.

If there is another half month, Huang Shen will become more calm and calm.

The Life and Death Book stirred the forces of the Quartet, and a breath spread, like the crazy collision of ground, water, fire and wind, and a trace of ripples appeared in the Quartet of the Life and Death Book to set off the strength of the birth and death book.

The indescribable terrifying force was vented from the front, Yinglong's three punches were enough to break the earth, but all these attacks, when they came to the life and death book, were all resolved by the power of the life and death book.

The power that destroyed the sky and the earth was evacuated and turned into a breeze, blowing slowly.

The power of the fairy has been revealed,

Huang Shen looked at the book of life and death, and page after page flashed continuously, and finally a page appeared.

The light above shone, white as jade, yellow gods fingers like pens, golden blood like ink, blood born from the fingertips, and it was written directly on this page of the book of life and death.

Surprisingly the word Yinglong!