Walking within ten feet of the big locust tree, it suddenly became strange! A needle-shaped mental power stabbed Qin Wuyang like a substance, silently and invisibly. Qin Wuyang was immediately attacked.

The long needle pierced into the sea of ​​consciousness and exploded with a bang. Qin Wuyang only felt that the scenery in front of him changed infinitely. First, the god king Zeus drove the lightning like a spider web to tear the sky, and then the infinite tree people waved the branches as thick as purlins and rushed like a tide, overwhelming zombies, endless orcs, and other scenes appeared one after another.

But in reality, Qin Wuyang's footsteps suddenly stopped. Grandma appeared seven feet in front of him out of thin air, slapped Qin Wuyang with one palm. The secret of "Unconstant prosperity and impermanence"! "One year, one wither and prosperity".

The black and white colors in the palm are divided into black and white, entangled and changed each other without a moment of stagnation! The Art of Resistance and Impermanence has been practiced for thousands of years, and has reached the point where the fire is perfect and the heart is transformed. This was created by her own 100 years of listening to Zen. With this Art of Resistance, he can subdue the demons of Lanruo Temple, and no one can control it in Jinhua!

The Art of Resistance and Impermanence even gained a little glimpse of the mystery of time in my grandma's thousand-year meditation. This is my grandma's biggest secret and her biggest reliance on the Black Mountain Old Demon!

Changkong Wuji let out a sharp roar, and the sword energy was rushing towards grandma. However, the other party did not even blink. All the sword energy encountered within three feet of the front of grandma. Only the firefly flashed and disappeared without a trace. This was the Qing Emperor's Qi she had cultivated hard.

Wood is brittle and is naturally restrained by Geng Jin. Grandma practiced this set of Qing Emperor Qi to make up for her weaknesses. Unfortunately, due to her physical constitution, it is difficult to overcome her full efforts until now.

The three-colored gems in Qin Wuyang's hand suddenly shine brightly. The illusion in front of Qin Wuyang's eyes was like morning mist meeting the scorching sun, and disappeared in an instant.

Although it was only a moment of delay, it was enough to make my grandma hit the target. With a "bang", my grandma felt like she was defeated, not like she hit the human body.

Qin Wuyang threw it away with a bang. In the moment he came back to his senses, a golden light shone out like a training exercise, and the right hand stretched out by grandma was like an oil knife cutting tofu without any hindrance.

Grandma sneered, and the broken arm did not flow out of blood, like a dead tree. This is the effect brought by the Art of Impermanence of the Decay and the Impermanence of the Dead.

Grandma's body has extremely strong self-healing ability. As long as the roots of a tree as thick as a giant python are not dead, she can regenerate constantly. However, the broken arm that was injured by the gallbladder is surrounded by a layer of red light, and the regeneration speed is very slow. Her regeneration ability is restrained by Shiyang Fentianzheng/fa and has almost no effect!

Grandma felt cold in her heart. Although the Taoist priest's magic tricks can also restrain grandma's regeneration ability, they have never been so obvious. What kind of martial arts did this young man practice?

Grandma didn't even think about this issue, and attacks were coming one after another. Changkong Wuji was not a dead person or a fool. If Qin Wuyang was destroyed, it would definitely be his turn next, so he would not be able to attack hard.

The flying sword was like a meteor, coming through the sky. Changkong Wuji shouted, "Splitting the sky!" The flying sword slashed from top to bottom and slashed her grandma's sky spirit cover. She forced her to deal with it!

An oil lamp floated in front of grandma, and the light was dim, but the strong wind that was dispersed when Qin Wuyang took action could not blow the flames of the lamp. The oil lamp was all black, about two feet high, and its shape was ancient and mysterious. Two black dragons hovered on the lamp base, with ferocious dragon heads and sharp teeth facing the lamp flames.

Grandma brushed her left hand and the flames of the lamp skyrocketed seven feet, wrapping the flying sword. A little silver light rushed left and right in the black flame, making waves of wailing, but she could do nothing!

Changkong Wuji sprayed out a mouthful of blood, his whole body trembled, and his eyes were dizzy. The weakness of the sword cultivator was undoubtedly exposed at this moment. The sword body and the body were closely connected. Once the flying sword was injured, the body would definitely be implicated.

Changkong Wuji shouted: "Passing through the mountains!" The flying sword slowly arched, and then rushed forward! Its speed was like lightning, and it penetrated the flames in an instant and rushed straight to Grandma.

The sword light pierced the vital points of grandma's eyebrows like a dream, bursting her into a bloody mist. Changkong Wuji was overjoyed and laughed!

Suddenly, the blood mist condensed into the shape of grandma again and sneered at him. Changkong Wuji said angrily: "Impossible, you are dead! You are dead under my sword!"

"Your flying sword is not as good as a fire stick. If you want to kill me, you will be the next life!"

"This is impossible!" Changkong Wuji roared to the sky, but the fearless sword heart he had carefully cultivated for many years had cracks in an instant. If it continued, the sword heart would definitely break. From now on, he would be afraid that he would not even dare to take the sword!

Suddenly, Changkong Wuji felt a heavy kick in the waist and flew out in the air five feet away. Qin Wuyang kicked Changkong Wuji, who was waving his arms and roaring wildly, sighed: "This guy! It's hopeless!"

Then, Qin Wuyang turned around, stared at the oil lamp in grandma's hand, and said, "Is it better to play with fire?" The long sword spread out and rushed towards grandma's big locust tree!

For grandma, who still cannot transform and must rely on parasitics to have entities, the big locust tree is always her weakness, and her nature of fearing fire cannot be changed at all.

Grandma reached out and shouted, "Get up!" The skewed tree roots soared into the sky and wrapped around Qin Wuyang, stopping him from continuing to move forward. The thick and powerful roots of these tree roots came to her face with the smell of soil.

But under Qin Wuyang's sword, these tree roots are not much stronger than green grass. The golden sword lights fly, and the roots shatter and burn out of thin air before they even land. They are like auspicious snow falling into the soup pot, without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Grandma also knew that this method could not stop Qin Wuyang, so she flew over and slapped it, and the oil lamp was lit up and wrapped around Qin Wuyang.

The black flames were still several meters away from the roots, and the scorching high temperature had already dried them all. Grandma could not fully grasp the power of the oil lamp, so she could not have affected the fish in the pond.

The flames hit Qin Wuyang without any obstacles and burst into a ball. Seeing that the enemy was so simple, my grandma was shocked and secretly screamed something was wrong. But Qin Wuyang had already approached her with the help of the flames, and slashed her with a long sword.

Some people say that the fastest speed in the universe is thinking. This quick knife made my grandma not even have the chance to think about countermeasures. When she felt pain, her body would be divided into two pieces without warning.

Changkong Wuji woke up and saw this scene. A graceful lady broke into two pieces, and a miserable green light suddenly flew out from the body and threw herself towards the big locust tree.

Qin Wuyang didn't even look at the oil lamp that fell on the ground. He was like lightning and hurriedly chased after him. As long as he could catch his grandma's true spirit, he would gain everything.

But, after a thousand years of cultivation, is this only the only skill?
Chapter completed!