The whirlpool is like rain in time.
Only when Chu Linguang really needs it will it appear.
And this need must be passive.
Proactively creating needs, Maelstrom will not take care of Chu Linguang, Chu Linguang's heir to all things, and it will not have any effect at all.
At this moment, Ning Xuanyuan broke the fire control technique with a palm of his hand, vomiting blood, almost lost all combat power, and the vortex finally appeared at this moment.
"inherit!"
Chu Linguang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, secretly said in his heart, couldn't help but lift his chin.
At this moment, Chu Linguang's divine realm cultivation had directly reached the state of Dzogchen.
In the realm of gods.
There are many classes in the field.
It is divided into six domain classes.
Only by fully mastering the six domains can you achieve the Great Perfection of the Divine Realm and reach the top of the strongest Divine Realm.
Although Ning Xuanyuan was terrifying, he was only now worthy of it, and he had entered the realm of the profound level.
He must cross the two steps of earth level and heaven level before he can achieve Dzogchen.
But at this moment, Chu Linguang climbed to the top one step at a time and became a powerhouse of Dzogchen God Realm.
At this moment, no one noticed Chu Linguang's change, and Ning Xuanyuan didn't feel it. Only Chu Linguang knew that his strength had become stronger.
Ning Xuanyuan's breath finally couldn't bring him a sense of oppression.
He also saw more clearly that Ning Xuanyuan's internal injuries had hurt the hands of the powerhouse of the Heavenly God Realm.
Ning Xuanyuan actually fought against the Heaven-level Divine Realm.
Although he suffered internal injuries, it seemed that the other party didn't get any advantage from him.
The northern war **** is terrifying.
"Are you served?"
Ning Xuanyuan asked.
He felt that he could easily kill Chu Linguang anytime, but killing Chu Linguang was not the purpose of his trip. It was his purpose to conquer Chu Linguang for his own use.
"Congratulations, be the first to test my true strength."
Chu Linguang trembled all over, as if disappearing out of thin air.
With a punch, a wave wave appeared in the space in front of him, which was the light and shadow of power formed between the real yuan throughput and the limit speed.
Ning Xuanyuan's eyes were startled.
Defending quickly, the big Brahma's hand pressed down, his coat robe was hunting, and the terrifying energy gathered in the palm of his hand to form a Sanskrit bergamot. He wanted to hold Chu Linguang's fist and took Chu Linguang directly.
"boom!"
Ning Xuanyuan stepped back and almost exited the wine table. A red mark appeared in the middle of his palm.
"You power?"
He looked surprised and clearly felt that Chu Linguang's power was not the same level as before.
"Take me another punch."
Chu Linguang exerted his power to the extreme, without any reservation, the true essence erupted from his fist, forming a substantive fist light, and blasted Ning Xuanyuan's chest with a punch.
Ning Xuanyuan barely thought about showing off his anger.
Quickly enveloped himself.
"Om!"
This time, Chu Linguang punched through three feet of air, and his fist quickly hit Ning Xuanyuan's chest.
"How can it be?"
Ning Xuanyuan was extremely shocked, and the big Buddha's hand quickly wrapped Chu Linguang's fist to avoid being victimized.
But even though he successfully caught Chu Linguang's punch, his body withdrew from the wine table, staggering and retreating.
Looks extremely embarrassed.
"What a three-footed air, but that's all!"
Chu Linguang retracted his fist, disdainfully said.
"You just hid your strength?"
Ning Xuanyuan said uncertainly.
He clearly felt that even though Chu Linguang's strength was in the realm of the gods, it was far below his profound level. Even if he was internally injured, he could easily win Chu Linguang.
The previous fire control technique was enough to shock him.
At this moment, Chu Linguang's strength soared, which made him even more stunned.
"Don't hide your head and show your tail, take out your full strength, and compete with me, Chu Linguang will let you know which one is strong and which is weak."
Chu Linguang said loudly.
With a skill, Horror Zhenyuan formed an invisible suction force, uprooting a bamboo on the top of the mountain and turning it into a bamboo stick again.
This time Chu Linguang was not using the dog-sticking method.
Although the strength is strengthened, the power of the dog-sticking method will also increase.
But at this moment, Chu Linguang wanted to give it a try, how powerful is the "Xuanming Spear Technique" that he just inherited.
"Xuanming Spear Technique"
There are only five types in total.
In the first style, water drops through stone.
With the bamboo stick in his hand, the spear light was swallowed, and with just this shot, it could break through Ning Xuanyuan's three-foot air light.
Ning Xuanyuan was standing on the boulder, and Chu Linguang was coming so fiercely that he had no time to think.
The cloak behind him flew directly, and Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand.
Like Ye Chen, Ning Xuanyuan also has a spatial ring.
This Xuanyuan sword was made by the master of ironware.
Ye Chen used silver guns well.
Ning Xuanyuan is a master with swords.
He didn't rush, the sword net covered him, the sword light was dazzling, a sword locked Chu Linguang's vitals.
"when!"
Unexpectedly, the first type of "Xuanming Spear Technique" mastered by Chu Linguang was pierced by water droplets, with extremely strong penetrating power, it broke through Ning Xuanyuan's sword net directly, and pierced Ning Xuanyuan's chest with a shot.
Ning Xuanyuan used the fastest speed to avoid, using his body skills to avoid.
"Puff!"
However, it was still a step too late.
His chest was okay, but a gurgling wound of blood was wiped out by the bamboo stick on his shoulder.
Then Chu Linguang's marksmanship changed suddenly.
The second style of "Xuanming Spear Technique", like a shadow, the speed is extremely fast, the spear net and the sword net overlap, every time Chu Linguang stabs, he pursues the extreme, the speed is fast, the strength is strong, and Ning Xuanyuan is actually a little low. .
"Chu Linguang is arrogant and ambitious. Under the guidance of the God of War Xuanyuan, he must be able to restrain his hostility and follow us back to the North to serve the God of War Xuanyuan."
The mandala stood on the mountainside.
Tonight, soldiers in the northern border will block Yundong Mountain and idle people, so they are not allowed to get closer.
"It's just that after so long, why haven't they come down yet, but there seems to be something wrong with this momentum."
Mandala frowned.
"The God of War Xuanyuan probably wouldn't really kill Chu Linguang!"
She thought so in her heart.
"boom!"
The gun net and sword net were covered, energy poured out, and Ning Xuanyuan was shaken back.
The mandala is halfway up the mountain, and you can't see the scene above, but the movement on it seems to be getting bigger and bigger.
She was curious, could it be possible that Chu Linguang was able to resist the beating to this day, and he was still unwilling to succumb.
"Chu Linguang, Chu Linguang, I hope you don't live and die."
Mandala couldn't help but rushed up.
Although the cultivation base had not reached the **** realm, under the guidance of Ning Xuanyuan, her strength was far surpassed by the general masters, and she was as light as a swallow, and quickly reached the top of the mountain.
When I saw the scene at the top of the mountain.
She was shocked by an electric shock.
I saw that Chu Linguang was holding a bamboo stick, majestic, and using peculiar marksmanship, repeatedly attacking Ning Xuanyuan, Ning Xuanyuan blocked with Xuanyuan sword, but he was defeated steadily, and even suffered injuries on his body.
"Xuanming Spear Technique fourth style, the mountain whispers the tsunami!"
Suddenly Chu Linguang's spear method changed.
The sky turned upside down while the bamboo stick was waving, and Yundong Mountain seemed to be turned upside down. A terrifying force swept towards Ning Xuanyuan, making Ning Xuanyuan inevitable.