Under the vast sky, a star boat sails quietly, and the rune glows and dazzles.
However, it is not as good as the golden light ball.
It hangs in the air, shining like the sun, mysterious and unpredictable.
This is the place where Xuanhuangxian King came to understand.
Ling Xian stood with his hands on his shoulders, looking at the golden ball of light that traced endless traces, and a flash of fiery light flashed in the star eyes.
Wangling Guling said that the two taboos of Xuanhuangxian were realized in the golden light ball. It is conceivable how amazing this treasure is.
"It's time to create your own method."
Ling Xian's eyes are deep, even if he throws Emperor's fist, stealing the gods' hands, it is not the most suitable magical power for him. Only by creating his own method can he be qualified to be the strongest.
At the moment, he moved into the golden ball of light.
I saw that this place is no different from the small world. There are everything like sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers, and the only difference is that this place is full of mysterious roads.
Esoteric and complex, obscure, endless traces, expounding the truth of heaven and earth, pointing directly to the origin of the avenue.
Even more amazing is that there are countless phantoms, or seals, or royal swords in the sky.
In particular, a phantom of a negative hand, incarnates in a thousand thoughts, and the sword is full of strength and strength.
It is the legendary taboo technique, which is full of thoughts.
In other words, the phantom is the Xuanhuangxian king sweeping the sky.
"What a magical place."
Ling Xian marveled, and finally understood why Wangyou Guling would say that as long as her understanding is not too poor, she can create magical powers here.
First, there are endless doctrines here, and second, there are countless sages' experience in creating the law.
"Choosing Xuanhuangxian King's creation method is indeed right." Ling Xian smiled slightly, then took out the toad incense burner, and entered the state of selflessness.
Suddenly, his perception soared ten-fold, and the enlightenment of the endless Tao and the experience of the sages.
After a moment, Ling Xian opened her eyes and flashed a beam of joy.
Because he already has a clue.
The supernatural power he wanted was the invincible attacking sacred art. He only wanted extreme strength, not strange abilities.
Therefore, he only needs to extract the essence of the Chaos Emperor's Boxing and the Hand of Stealing God, and does not need to mix the magical powers such as Jiu Miao Yin.
"What I want to create is a kind of power. Under one blow, the world doesn't exist." Ling Xian murmured, calmed down, and realized the endless Tao and the experience of the sages.
With the passage of time, his star eyes became brighter and brighter, half a month later.
Then he began to move unconsciously, without rules and power.
It's like being drunk, rickety, and weak, and anyone who sees it will find it funny.
But three days later, he exudes a weird power, if anything, mysterious and weird.
Obviously very weak, even the monks in the refining period could not be killed, but there is a tendency to break the sky, as if even the universe can be destroyed.
With the passage of time, the power gradually became stronger. Although it was still very weak, not even great magical powers, but the true meaning of destruction contained in the power changed the world.
It is too terrible, like the legendary Wuxian sword, one sword opens the sky, Xeon is invincible!
"Finally, we have a prototype."
Ling Xian slowly exhaled a stale gas, feeling the mysterious power in her hand, and couldn't help showing a smile of joy.
He succeeded, and successfully created the invincible attacking magic that belongs only to him and is invincible!
Although at present, this method is only a little magical power, but at this level of little magical power, this method is like a peerless heavenly pride, an invincible existence!
what does this mean?
It means that at which level this method grows, in which level is invincible!
"A powerful and invincible merit of magic is born in my hand." Ling Xian raised his mouth, ecstatic and proud.
It is not that he is not calm enough, but that the matter is too incredible.
The creation of the law is difficult, and it is even more difficult to create the most invincible attacking sacred art. Even the invincible enlightened person may not be able to do so.
Ling Xian, in the ninth realm, created an infinite magic that swept through the same ranks. How incredible?
Although with the help of endless traces, sage experience, and the state of egolessness, he cannot be denied his amazingness.
That is the invincible technique that swept the same level, which is equivalent to the prototype of the taboo method. It spread and the whole universe had a sensation!
"This method has unlimited potential. If it is deduced to the end, it will surely surpass the Great Emperor's peace and tranquility!"
Ling Xian's eyes were glowing, and it was an invincible method to set up Xianquan. Even if you look at the two realms of eternity, they are all well-known attacking magic.
However, the method he created has the potential to surpass the Pingran Emperor's fist. It is conceivable that this is a kind of supernatural power.
"Maybe this method can really become the most powerful magical power of all ages ..."
When thinking of the power of this method to destroy the world, Ling Xian looked forward to it, but he also knew that it would be difficult to derive this method to that point.
This method does have potential, but it is too anti-Sky, even if his understanding is transcendent, it may not be able to grow to the point of destroying the world.
"Take a name." Ling Xian smiled slightly, thinking.
This is not so much a method as a kind of power, a force that does not exist in the world under one blow.
Its expression can be fist or sword. In short, as long as Ling Xian thinks, this kind of power can be attached to anything.
"Just call heaven and earth to destroy." Ling Xian smiled lightly, this method of power is extremely powerful, deduced to the end, it is not difficult to destroy heaven and earth.
"I have finally created my own magical power. When I become an invincible, this method will transform into a taboo."
"By then, this method will surpass the Heian chaos, steal the hand of the gods, and make the whole universe famous!"
Ling Xian chuckled, pointed out, the world was extinct, and collapsed into the void.
This is just the power of little magical power. If it is seen by an ordinary monk, it will definitely make a laugh, but in the eyes of an experienced creature, it will definitely shock the mind.
The potential is too amazing, and the power is too powerful. Even if it cannot be a taboo, it is destined to shine and become famous!
"Let's go. Soon, we can meet those old friends." Ling Xian smiled slightly and left the golden ball.
Then he held his breath and practiced the Yin and Yang Seals.
Although the potential of heaven and earth is infinite, after all, it is only a small magical power. Before he can grow into a taboo, he must cultivate the magical powers of others.
Yinyinyin is both offensive and defensive. It was created by a deity taught in Sansheng. His power is extremely good. He naturally wants to cultivate.
In this way, time passed little by little.
Half a month later, Ling Xianxiu became the Yin power of this method, with amazing defense power, which is even better than the imperial clothing.
After another half a month, Ling Xianxiu became the power of Yang of this method, only one point inferior to Ping Luan Ding Xian Quan.
"Offensive and defensive, complement each other, a good taboo."
Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "When my body breaks through to the ninth realm, I will be able to repair the cracking power of the nine wonderful seals. Then, I will know the last six powers."
After speaking, he rose up and looked into the distance.
The silhouette of a majestic ancient city is in sight, such as the savage ancient beast, which swallows the Xinghe River, and has survived forever.
It is the head of the five ancient cities, the city that won the tribute.
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Headache, there is no third chapter, forgive me.