Chapter 680

Leapfrog killing sounds very powerful, but people who can really do this are absolutely rare.

"Your five-star beads are powerful, but you're still not good at it. I don't know if you can take my move?"

"If you have any Taoist skills you haven't practiced, please use them quickly. I'll go on."

Yuan Jingtian showed a sneer on his face. He admitted that Xiao Naihe's really powerful, but it's just so. The divine realm is the divine realm after all. Yuan Jingtian hasn't used his strongest means yet, and the other party still can't shake him.

"Well, you have to go on."

Who is Xiao Naihe? He has calculated from beginning to end. He introduces yuan Jingtian into his trap step by step and reduces the other party's attention, making the other party underestimate his strength.

"The thunder of the avenue goes up ten thousand ways."

This kind of Taoist method is the divine realm Taoist method that Xiao Naihe got in the broken empty underground palace of the small world. However, after Xiao Naihe integrated and understood hundreds of humanitarian Taoist methods, the thunder of the avenue is much more powerful than before, and the level of power is more powerful.

The thunder moved, and the whole void was full of waves.

The flying waves formed a state of water at this time, reflecting the appearance of Xiao Naihe and Yuan Jingtian on the water, showing a rapidly changing form.

"Thunder sound Taoism? The Taoism level of the true realm of God. The true realm of God is the true realm of God after all. The skill level of thunder sound is just at the stage of self space. It's still the art of thunder sound that I return to nature."

Yuan Jingtian's smile was cold and moved the two million thoughts in his body directly. One by one, there were countless thunders on it. It was very powerful and integrated with his spirit. Its power had reached the strongest level in the early stage of a divine realm.

Yuan Jingtian didn't know that he saw the power of Xiao Naihe in the first war with Xiao Naihe. He vaguely touched the clue of returning to nature in the middle of Shenkong.

If yuan Jingtian could stop at this time and directly integrate his sense of inspiration and combine his own inspiration, he would definitely have 70% confidence to break through to the middle of the divine realm.

But Xiao Naihe's thunder sound seems to have a ghost sound, which is different from the Brahman singing of the five Buddhas. It seems to be very ghost and strange, which introduces yuan Jingtian into a urn.

"When false to true, true is also false. When true to false, false is also true. It changes rapidly, and the mirror stops water."

Xiao Naihe's pupil suddenly reflected a strange light, like a light spot the size of a needle, which lit up in Xiao Naihe's eyes, and then integrated into the void water.

Yuan Jingtian didn't find that his thunder sound method had been used. Within a hundred miles, his thunder sound is like a lion roaring, integrating the violent power of the palm thunder. What the thunder sound wants is very irritable and roaring.

All the surrounding clouds were shocked by the violent thunder. If someone with low cultivation is here, he will be directly roared to death by the violent thunder of Yuan Jingtian.

"How's it going? Is my thunder voice method better than you?"

Yuan Jingtian's face showed a ferocious smile, a pleasure of covering Xiao Naihe. At this time, there was an idea that Xiao Naihe could be suppressed directly.

He thought all his life and did what he said and did. He immediately soared in the past. In an instant, he came to Xiao Naihe's face. The force of thunder in his hand directly smashed the past. The thunder pool in the palm thunder directly changed color. The rolling thunder roared, and there were bursts of sharp weapon collisions in the void, fighting in all directions. Countless large arrays seemed to be born from this.

"Yuan Jingtian, don't you wake up now?"

Suddenly, Xiao Naihe's voice was like a huge thunder on the nine days, far more shocking than the palm thunder.

Yuan Jingtian was shocked by Xiao Naihe's voice. The whole person seemed to be paralyzed. A wave of swimming electricity swam in his body. In an instant, the whole body could not move.

"What are you... Talking about?"

"What did I say? You have lost. Can't you see?"

At the moment when Xiao Naihe was talking, the word "Ma" had not yet fallen. All the surrounding spiritual power, thoughts and authority were taken back, turned into nothingness in an instant, and was directly dispersed by Xiao Naihe.

It was as if the war had not happened just now. Xiao clapped his hands and his green clothes were floating. At this moment, he had become a gentleman, as if he only moved his mouth without doing anything.

"I lost? What are you talking about?" Yuan Jingtian seemed to fall into a dead cycle. Obviously, this is a good opportunity now, but he didn't fight Xiao. Instead, he kept shouting that he didn't lose and fell into meditation.

"You know whether you lost or not. You Yuan Jing, a giant in the early days of Shenkong realm, fought with me, a practitioner of Shenzhen realm for so long. Palm thunder, five-star beads and violent thunder all played out, but you couldn't shake me. You're not a genius. You lost from the beginning."

"No, I didn't lose, we fought again!" Yuan Jingtian roared, eager to dispel the fear in the Qi machine.

Xiao Naihe smiled coldly and walked slowly. This yuan Jingtian didn't do anything. Jin Chengzhu's face changed ten miles away: "what's the matter with young master Jingtian? Do it quickly. Xiao Naihe doesn't have any spiritual power fluctuation now. It's a good time."

Jin Chengzhu only hopes that Yuan Jingtian will kill Xiao. At that time, even if these three people are related people in Yantian Pavilion, Yuan Jingtian must carry this pot.

"Look into my eyes and you'll know if you've lost."

Xiao Naihe blinked and quietly displayed the "mirror water stop", which was directly injected into yuan Jingtian's body by using the power of his Taoist magic.

Xiao Naihe integrated so many illusory powers in the ancient battlefield. The illusory power of the art of the mirror has reached the medium level, which can turn illusions into reality and confuse Shinto people into nothingness.

In fact, the empty water surface and the thunder sound of the avenue he just cast are the magic power of magic. They appear next to Yuan Jingtian and slowly inject them into yuan Jingtian's body, so that the other party can't react at all.

"Look into my eyes."

Yuan Jingtian was like a puppet. Xiao Naihe noticed that the power breath of a magic trick directly entered yuan Jingtian's body, and the seed was directly planted in this son's body.