Chapter 858 Soul-Catching Zhenyuan Bell

The phantom of the fire tiger was the spirit of Ling Yan's divine domain. When it collided with Wu Yan's fist shadow condensed from the extremely mysterious energy, it was extremely powerful.

Originally, Wu Yan's extremely mysterious energy could not condense the shadow of his fist. Even Wu Yan himself was shocked when he saw the black and white fist shadow.

After using the extremely mysterious force field to sense it, Wu Yan discovered that the punching style produced by Geshan Da Niu Quan Jin could condense the black and white shadow of the fist, entirely because it was on the top of Yin Yang Yuanci Mountain.

Although this place is sealed by the Five Elements Combined Qi Spirit Gathering Pagoda, the extremely mysterious energy here is still the strongest in the entire forbidden area. The phantom of the fist was formed by Wu Yan's fist-pounding style condensing the extremely mysterious energy here.

However, although Wu Yan's boxing style condenses a shadow, it is just boxing strength after all. This kind of mysterious combat skill without understanding the meaning of the boxing or even the way of boxing cannot channel spirits, so it does not have magical power. It cannot be compared with the phantom of the fire tiger whose artistic conception is psychic.

However, Wu Yan's fist-beating shadow of extremely mysterious energy was formed by the aggregation of powerful fist power, and its power was also extremely amazing. After the fire tiger shadow dispersed the fist shadow, it itself became weaker and weaker. few. Just this time, Ling Yan consumed a lot of real energy.

Ling Yan's gloomy face showed an abnormal red color, and he obviously suffered a secret loss this time.

After Wu Yan punched, his hands did not stop, and he continued to punch, punch, and pound. With the power of punching an ox across a mountain, he continued to launch violent attacks on Ling Yan from all directions.

Here he doesn't have to worry about consumption at all. On the top of the mountain, the Ji Xuan Qi is extremely thick, and the Ji Xuan Qi he consumes can be replenished at any time.

What's even more strange is that here, his Ji Xuan force field is also filled with a large amount of Ji Xuan Qi, and the various punching shadows he shoots do not need to consume his own Ji Xuan Qi at all.

In this battle, he only needs to use the Ji Xuan Qi in his body to form a Ji Xuan force field, and then use the Ji Xuan force field to control the surrounding Ji Xuan Qi to form a fist-like shadow. This was the first time for Wu Yan to encounter this weird and bizarre fighting method. While he was extremely excited, Wu Yan was also comprehending the meaning of Xuan Gong combat skills through his continuous punches.

On the other hand, after Ling Yan used the imitation five-color pagoda to immobilize Wu Yan's Great Five Elements Killing Immortal Sword, he also tried to use the multi-colored rays of light to immobilize Wu Yan's extremely mysterious force field. Unexpectedly, although his multi-colored rays of light were powerful, Wu Yan's purple-eyed green wood divine light is not bad either. Although the use of this divine eye technique consumes energy very quickly, Wu Yan still does not hesitate to continuously spray out the purple-eyed blue-eyed divine light from his eyes, falling towards the pagoda. The colorful rays of light hit him, making Ling Yan unable to stabilize his soul.

Ling Yan obviously did not expect that Wu Yan's fighting power was so powerful, and various methods were emerging one after another, each of which made him feel quite troublesome.

Although he is an old monster who has been cultivating for nearly ten thousand years, and has some very powerful spiritual treasures in his hands, the physical body he took away has not been completely integrated after all, and this physical body is either true energy or magic power. It was difficult for him to control the intensity as he wished, let alone use his full combat power.

In this way, the two of them fought for most of an hour. However, things obviously went far beyond Ling Yan's expectation and control, and even Wu Yan himself did not expect that as the battle lasted longer, he would gradually gain the upper hand.

Bang!

Violent noises erupted in the air, shaking the surrounding valleys and echoing endlessly. Another huge black and white fist slammed into the Fire Tiger's shadow, and was scattered in all directions. However, this impact was very different from the dozens of previous impacts.

The spirituality of the fire tiger phantom was completely shattered by this impact, showing that it had lost all its spirituality. The Fire Tiger Shadow was severely injured, and Ling Yan was immediately hit by the backlash. He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a ball of blood, and his expression became pale and embarrassing.

He stared at Wu Yan with a ferocious face, gritted his teeth and roared: "Boy, I didn't expect that your method is not bad, and you can actually hurt my spirit of the gods. I have been completely angered by you! I will definitely kill you today I will break up your soul and refine your soul to avenge the spirit of this god’s realm!”

Wu Yan didn't even look at the furious Ling Yan. Without saying a word, he still punched out various punches like a storm, attacking Ling Yan in the middle.

At this moment, due to the backlash, the imitation five-color pagoda that Ling Yan sacrificed dimmed the colorful glow. The Great Five Elements Killing Immortal Sword that had been trapped suddenly roared out and escaped to Wu. The top of the rock is frozen, flickering with five colors of light.

At this time, Wu Yan, after hitting hundreds of different punches one after another, fell into a very mysterious realization. Looking at him in this situation, he seemed to have touched a trace of punching intention.

As this mysterious situation emerged, Wu Yan's punches became faster and faster, and more and more fierce. The extremely mysterious energy in the surroundings, affected by the power of his fist from across the mountain, became like an erupting mountain torrent, rolling towards Ling Yan continuously. The oppressive and furious Ling Yan continued to exert pressure all over his body. Trying to resist and resolve Wu Yan's punches, he couldn't find any chance to counterattack.

The more Ling Yan fought, the more depressed he became, and the more he fought, the more aggrieved he became, but there was nothing he could do. He still had a treasure that he had not used yet. He was confident that as long as he could use this treasure, he would be able to regain his disadvantage in an instant. However, Wu Yan's punches were getting faster and faster, and he had no chance to use the treasure. .

While he was using all his strength to resist Wu Yan's bombardment, he looked at Wu Yan and checked his specific situation. When he saw that Wu Yan seemed to be in enlightenment and was feeling every punch he threw, he suddenly felt even worse.

At this time, Ling Yan felt more and more depressed and aggrieved, but he was shocked more than ever in his heart.

You know, he and the Wind God are both disciples of the Taixu Sect, and they are also brothers. Although he has not practiced the Extreme Mysterious Breaking Void Art, he has heard from the Wind God about the specific situation of the mysterious skills attached to this body training technique. He knows very well that this mysterious skill can never reach the level of a god, that is, no matter how much this set of mysterious skills is practiced, it is impossible to practice it into a magical skill.

It is conceivable how difficult it is to comprehend the meaning of the fist of this level of mysterious skills. Even among the disciples accepted by the Wind God in those days, no one could truly comprehend the meaning of the fist of the mountain-beating-the-bull fist.

However, looking at Wu Yan's current state, it is clearly a sign that he is about to comprehend the meaning of the fist.

If Wu Yan is allowed to continue like this, then he will no longer have the possibility and opportunity to defeat Wu Yan.

When he thought of this, Ling Yan's heart could not help but surge with chills. This cultivator gave him a terrible and special feeling. He had never met such a difficult person before.

Gritting his teeth, Ling Yan suddenly gave up the control of the imitation of the five-colored pagoda temporarily. He suddenly punched Wu Yan dozens of times with both hands at the same time. The fiery red aura continued to flow out of his arms, gathered together, and condensed into a terrible fire wave. The fire wave finally condensed into a ferocious and terrifying fire tiger phantom of dozens of feet in size.

The fire tiger phantom condensed this time was obviously different from any of the previous fire tiger phantoms. The fire tiger phantom condensed this time was not only dozens of times larger than the previous one, but also as solid as a real fire tiger.

What was even more terrifying was that this huge phantom of the fire tiger seemed to have intelligence. At Ling Yan's finger, it pounced towards Wu Yan.

What was even more bizarre was that after the phantom of the fire tiger pounced towards Wu Yan, it no longer collided head-on with Wu Yan's fist-style phantom, but also used various different attack methods, defeating Wu Yan's fist-style phantoms one by one, while pounced towards Wu Yan who was comprehending the meaning of the fist.

Dozens of different fist-style phantoms were all destroyed by the phantom of the fire tiger. Before the new fist-style phantom was hit by Wu Yan, at this moment, the phantom of the fire tiger, which had already approached Wu Yan, had a mysterious look in its fiery red eyes, and actually opened its mouth to bite Wu Yan fiercely, with the intention of killing Wu Yan with its strong fire power.

Wu Yan, who was closing his eyes and falling into enlightenment, was about to be bitten by the fire tiger, and his enlightenment of the meaning of the fist was interrupted.

Suddenly, a white silver python streak suddenly appeared in front of the huge tiger head of the Fire Tiger phantom, and whipped the Fire Tiger phantom's head fiercely.

After the white silver python streak hit the tiger head, a large amount of water vapor and smoke suddenly emerged from the Fire Tiger phantom's head. At the same time, these water vapor and smoke began to condense into ice and snow quickly, freezing part of the Fire Tiger phantom's attack, causing the Fire Tiger phantom's pounce to slow down.

Wu Yan, who was not disturbed, entered another kind of perception at this time. He stopped attacking, and the whole person stood still in an extremely weird standing posture, and then completely stopped moving.

What was even more unexpected was that Wu Yan, who stood down, did not even make any punches anymore, as if he had completely fallen into silence.

The snow-white silver python that was entangled with the phantom of the fire tiger was Leng Yao, who was watching the battle. Seeing that Ling Yan was about to interrupt Wu Yan's fist perception, she was very angry and took action.

The snow-white silver python was a strange light gauze magic weapon. At this moment, under Leng Yao's control, it turned into a snow-white silver python several dozen feet long, entangled with the phantom of the fire tiger, making it unable to get close to Wu Yan for a while.

However, although Leng Yao's magic weapon was powerful, it was not the virtual god spirit she cultivated herself after all, so it could not cooperate with her own magic weapon to explode with the powerful power of the virtual god spirit.

The snow-white silver python was entangled with the phantom of the fire tiger for less than a moment, and was torn into pieces by the furious fire tiger.

Leng Yao's face turned pale again, and while spurting out a ball of blood, her body was like a kite. The tiger roar of the furious fire tiger phantom shook it to the edge of the cliff and almost fell off.

At this time, after a short fight with the phantom of the fire tiger, Ling Yan had already sacrificed a small bell secret treasure that exuded a terrifying aura.

This small bell looked only the size of a fist, but it exuded a terrifying aura of vastness and vicissitudes. As soon as it was revealed, this aura covered the entire mountain top.

"Hehehe, kid, you can force me to sacrifice the 'Soul-Snatching Zhenyuan Bell' to deal with you. If it gets out, you will be proud of it!" Ling Yan laughed grimly, pinched his fingers and led the small bell secret treasure, which immediately flew into the air, emitting terrifying green auras.