"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand. The year is in Jiazi, and the world is very lucky!"

When Zhang Jiao saw that his punch was like a painting, he was actually broken by Fang Qingshan's magical powers, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Although he had already looked at Fang Qingshan with a high glance, he was only because he had such cultivation at a young age, and was more afraid of the Pure Yang Flying Sword in his hand.

But I didn't expect that I underestimated him. Even if I didn't use the magic weapon, my magical power was so powerful.

You should know that although the magical powers you practice are not as directed by the human religion, they are still authentic Taoism. With some ancient Huangdi's robe and mantle, people of the same level will be suppressed by their magical powers.

Fang Qingshan's cultivation level was four levels lower than himself, and his magical powers were less condensed than him for many years. The final result was still half a pound. Especially from that magical power, Zhang Jiao felt a palpitation, so how could he not frown?

But now is not the time to think about these things. The most important thing is to fight quickly.

There was a rumor in his mouth, and the emperor behind him took one step, with dragons and tigers walking, with supreme majesty. Every time he took a step, the void was turbulent, and after nine steps, he punched out.

In an instant, a force covering the eight desolates and six unions, carrying the power of the unity of the nine states, and the vast trend rolled forward and swept towards Fang Qingshan.

In a trance, Fang Qingshan seemed to feel that at the beginning of the Yellow Turban Uprising, the eight states responded, only by faith and ambitions were too strong to exchange the sun and moon for a new sky.

A spark can start a prairie fire!

It seems that this is the historical trend. Anyone who dares to stop this tide will be crushed by the wheels of this trend and will be destroyed without any corpse.

"What a world is auspicious, and what a country is unified."

Seeing Zhang Jiao's punch, Fang Qingshan couldn't help but feel deeply moved and couldn't help but exclaim, but then shook his head, "What a pity!"

If Zhang Jiao really unified the mountains and rivers, and even the momentum of the Yellow Turban uprising remained at the beginning, then the power of this punch would not be like this. It really has the power of a god blocking the gods and a Buddha should destroy the Buddha.

Unfortunately, the Yellow Turban Rebellion has gone through its most glorious time, and it is shaking.

Although this punch looks magnificent, it has long had a fatal flaw. The foundation of the Yellow Turban Taiping is unstable, and this punch is a castle in the air.

"go!"

Fang Qingshan directly sacrificed the Five Prison King Dings.

Instructed the eighteen Yin and Yang Demon Kings to lead the demons under their command to completely stimulate most of the formations.

Although Fang Qingshan did not have more food to feed the demons, he practiced most of the demons into pills.

However, there were millions of demons in the flesh and blood quagmire, and he had captured all the demons in one net. Even if he refined millions of pills, the remaining demons were enough to activate most of the formations.

For a moment, the Five Prison King Cauldron was swirling wildly under the urging of the Eighteen Yin and Yang Demon Kings and many Heavenly Demons, and the dangerous aura erupted.

Scream! Scream! Scream!

Fang Qingshan pushed lightly, and the Five Prison King Cauldron flew out of the air. The sound made was not a sonic boom, but a subtle sound of hissing.

The sound is rare, the elephant is rare!

It’s not that the greater the movement, the better the effect.

The Five Prison King Cauldron flashed in the space, and a ghost-like flashed, and appeared in front of Zhang Jiao's imperial Dharma Image.

Many formations exploded at once, and the mouth of the tripod became Taotie in an instant, Kunpeng's mouth turned into Guixu, and black holes. The infinite devouring force exploded, and the entire sky was dark, as if even the light was sucked in.

Fang Qingshan first relied on the foundation of the treasure of the Five Prison King Ding and collided with many magic arrays, breaking Zhang Jiao's great luck, and then burst out with devouring power. He actually wanted to swallow Zhang Jiao's heaven and earth magic phase directly, and use the heavenly demon and the formation to suppress it directly. At that time, even if Zhang Jiao still has a nine-section scepter in his hand, he is just a phoenix with hair falling hair, which is worse than a chicken.

"Is it really just a dream bubble?"

Seeing that Fang Qingshan easily bumped into his world and spread out, Zhang Jiao couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

Fortunately, he is also a determined person. When he saw Fang Qingshan breaking through his magical powers, he instantly understood the flaws of his punch and no longer struggled, especially when the enemy was in front of him.

"It seems that I can only use my old skills."

Zhang Jiao stroked the Nine-section Scepter in his hand and said with emotion.

Zhang Jiao obtained three volumes of heavenly books, the heavenly scroll and the earth scroll recorded all Taoist magical formations, while the human scroll recorded some of the robe and mantle of Emperor Huangdi of Xuanyuan back then.

He has always wanted to overthrow the Han Dynasty, and unify the country, and basically used the magical powers of the emperor, but he is essentially a Taoist priest, and Taoist magical powers are his best.

"Heaven and Earth oven!"

But when Zhang Jiao saw a move in his heart, he took back his Dharma image, grabbed the nine-section scepter in his hand and waved it.

Runes flew out and burst out with great light. In the blink of an eye, a huge Bagua diagram slowly opened in the void.

Qian is the sky, Kun is the earth, Zhen is the thunder, Xun is the wind, Kan is the water, Li is the fire, Gen is the mountain, and Dui is the ze.

The heaven and earth are located, the mountains and lakes are ventilated, the thunder and wind are thin, and water and fire are not emitting each other.

In a moment, an ancient heaven and earth furnace was formed, which was sacred and flawless. The firelight in eight directions turned into Bagua runes to provide energy for the divine furnace, as if Laojun was refining alchemy and immortals!

Eight kinds of firelights in eight directions, including the Taoist three sisters real fire, the golden crow's sun real fire, the phoenix's Nanming Li fire, and the hell's ghost fire...

"Bagua alchemy furnace!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingshan couldn't help but scream.

Zhang Jiao was scolded in his heart. What is the Heaven and Earth furnace? It is obviously a magical power of practicing according to Laojun’s Bagua Alchemy Furnace. This is to treat himself as a Monkey King.

Fang Qingshan didn't think too much, so he shook his hands and sacrificed both Wuyun Peach Blossom Miasma and Wuzhu King Ding.

Wearing five clouds of peach blossom miasma and five prison king cauldrons on his head, using the defense of these two treasures to isolate all the flames. Fang Qingshan then felt relieved and looked at it.

"Good guy, it turns out to be the same as before."

After watching for a while, Fang Qingshan suddenly smiled.

This Bagua Alchemy Furnace was named by Zhang Jiao as the Heaven and Earth Furnace, because he originally wanted to use the Bagua Furnace as the foundation and borrow the Bagua Furnace to melt the entire world together, so that this magical power can be exerted to the maximum power, and at the same time can also consolidate the country.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is frequent accidents.
Chapter completed!