Fantasy World Transmigration

The rain poured on the bluestone slab and hit the blue oiled paper umbrella, splashing countless tiny water droplets, forming a thin layer of water mist, covering Chen Ang's thin figure under the paper umbrella.

A flash of lightning pierced the sky, and the peak of Shenghuo Cave was brightly illuminated by the dazzling lightning. At the peak, the vague figure was hidden in the thin mist. Amid the rolling thunder, Fang La took off his coat, revealing his strong chest. The rain slid down his back, and a few terrifying old scars, like centipedes, hovered over his vitals.

These hideous wounds moved Huang Chang's face. Although they had healed, but looking at the terrible wounds on the vitals, one could imagine how thrilling and dangerous it was.

Several Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult stood behind Fang La and let the rain hit them. Each of them is a first-class master in the world, and they have gained a reputation from the mountain of corpses and blood. Too much. However, they willingly surrendered to the man named Fang La.

Some of them have astonishing aptitudes, and they have mastered unique skills that are rarely practiced by others; strength. However, it happened that Fang La, an ordinary person from a farming family, overwhelmed them all and became the veritable leader of Mingjiao.

Huang Chang looked solemnly at Fang La, who was walking up to the high platform step by step, with an unprecedented solemn expression. Although he was not involved in the rivers and lakes, when it came to vision, the four great Dharma kings of Mingjiao were not as good as him when they were tied together.

From the door to the high platform, there are only dozens of steps away. The accumulated water and raindrops on the bluestone slab collide with countless small waves. If someone steps on the water, they will definitely feel the soft touch. A slight splash of water. Naughty children in the heavy rain like this feeling the most.

There are quite a few people who hate this kind of wet feeling. Even if they are paying attention and being careful, they will inevitably wet their trousers from the splashing water on the ground and the turbulent water mist.

This kind of trouble is inevitable.

But Huang Chang found that Fang La's trousers were dry, and the rain dripped down his chest. The raindrops hit him forcefully, but they were firmly absorbed on the surface of his skin like a sponge, and it was very easy. He was almost coated with a layer of water film.

When he stepped in the puddle, it was as if he was submerged in the water bit by bit, silently, with no waves, the rising mist could not even get close to his skin, it gathered into water droplets, and dripped down again.

This is a wonderful strength!

There are some good fighters in the Jianghu, but they have three points of skill, so they use their ability to toast without spilling a toast with one hand, and the ability to pierce tofu in the palm of a sword without hurting others to show off their martial arts. They should really let them see Fang La's performance at this time.

Countless small, chaotic, and unpredictable water droplets, with light or heavy, different sizes, like countless headless flies, complex, trivial forces, from different directions, at different speeds, and inconsistent Touching Fang La's body, at this moment, the complex strength changes can be called the most hidden weapon in the world.

No one can escape the attack of water in heavy rain.

This is the most terrifying hidden weapon in the world. It is unpredictable, secretive, silent, and often wets your clothes without knowing it. Looking at the heavy rain, can he have the slightest thought of fighting?

If you let the world, the most powerful hand, the most powerful person, can he escape and catch this ubiquitous heavy rain?

But Fang La did this,

He caught all the raindrops that hit him, every slightest force, every most inconspicuous contact, Fang La resolved them one by one, diverting their power. It's like a master who uses his strength to fight against countless attacks at the same time.

The great shift of the universe, this is the great shift of the universe, the most powerful martial arts in the world, it can be called a peerless martial arts general outline of martial arts strength, in front of it, all martial arts that pay attention to force and subtlety are like a joke.

For those complicated martial arts that no one in the world can practice, it took hundreds of years for a wizard to learn and hone the martial arts in a lifetime. Fang La can be ten times more proficient than their creators just by meeting each other.

As for the grasp of power, there is no martial art in this world that can go beyond its scope. With Fang La, the most powerful leader in the history of Ming Cult, with decades of attainments in this martial art, coupled with Chen Ang's full guidance, Yin and Yang can change. , borrowing strength to move strength, to complete its core.

Only then did he create an unprecedented peerless martial art.

"Congratulations!" Chen Ang said happily.

Fang La walked in front of it and sighed leisurely: "Until just now, I didn't feel the joy of martial arts. I can describe the way of heaven and man, unfettered freedom, and great liberation. Only at this moment in my life can I understand that I am satisfied with martial arts." Happy to learn."

"It's extremely joyful to do something wholeheartedly. You must truly fall in love with this thing to feel its charm." Chen Ang said to him with a smile.

Fang La said: "I didn't understand you at first, but it wasn't until I stood here that I realized how rare it is to have an equal opponent."

"It's my luck to have such an opponent." Chen Ang said with a smile: "It's also my luck to see the eighth layer of the Great Teleportation."

In the Ming religion, when the Great Teleportation of the Universe was only six and a half layers, it was already a rare magical skill in the world. The leaders of the past dynasties, who only practiced to the sixth layer, are countless masters in the martial arts. This time, with the help of Fang La's decades of accumulation, Chen Ang's supreme martial arts wisdom brought together the crystallization of martial arts from the two worlds of Xiaoao and Tianlong, and was pushed to the ninth level of the universe.

It must have been extremely brilliant and brilliant. Chen Ang was deeply looking forward to it.

He put down the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and stepped into the heavy rain.

The rain fell on him, and it slid down without any force, creating a curtain of water. Chen Ang stepped on the stone slab and soared into the sky, like a dragon in the clouds, swimming freely in the rain curtain, swaying out The water droplets, with vigor of varying degrees of weight and size, rushed towards Fang La.

A finger, waiting behind the water droplet, without any smell of fireworks, freely tapped on the water droplet, Chen Ang passed through the heavy rain, and pointed at Fang La.

There are countless dark energy hidden in countless water droplets, and a world can be hidden in every drop of water, at least for Chen Ang. Cold, hot, cold and stuffy, dryness, poison and evil dampness, the strange qi force destroys the balance of yin and yang, and reverses the breath of the human body. This is the true qi of disease.

Those who are injured by the true qi of illness, such as a serious illness, the way of yin and yang, can bring the dead back to life, and can also destroy vitality.

This is no longer just a martial art that kills people, but a kind of divine medical skill.

Fang La turned around with his palms together, his hands were like a door, blocking him in all directions, the splashing water droplets hit his hands, no matter how hard the force was, or the dark energy was strange, they were all transferred by a harmonious energy, blowing along him Guided by the direction it came from, the water droplets in the midair gathered into a palm-sized water ball, suspended in the midair strangely.

Even though the power of the water polo is complex and changeable, among them Chen Ang's vigor is weird and unpredictable, but when met with the smooth and harmonious force of the slippery autumn, the power is reversed, the yin and yang are sorted out, and the magic of the great shift of the universe is fully displayed. Infinite power was sealed in a small water polo, and the heavy rain fell on Fang La's body, but it slid down powerlessly.

Even this bit of strength was kept in the water polo.

The strength Chen Ang sent in the past was restrained one by one, gradually accumulated, Fang La smiled slightly, and sent it back with both hands, just like a large lake filled with flood water when a mountain torrent erupted, the water polo disappeared silently, but the power followed With Fang La's vigorous strength, he poured forward, like a lake embankment bursting, and a flood rushing out.

This is to attribute Chen Ang's power to himself and send it out together, just like two people joining forces. Is there anyone in this world who can withstand the blow of Chen Ang and Fang La's joint efforts?

Chen Ang's finger followed closely behind, facing the bang, if he received it, his finger bones, arm bones, shoulder bones, and ribs would all be broken immediately, his muscles and bones would be shattered, and his internal organs would all be burned. But also suffer from those strange qi, reverse one's own yin and yang aura, and all kinds of diseases will occur at the same time.

Even if the gods in the sky come, they will die a miserable death.

But it happened to be Chen Ang, the universe has shifted so much, there are only two people in the world who can reach the peak, one is Fang La, the other is Chen Ang, the two of them, one inside and one outside, each complete the mystery of this magical skill.

Although Chen Ang has not yet comprehended the half of what Fang La has learned, he also understands five points of the mystery of the Great Teleportation of the Universe, because that is the martial arts created and deduced by the two of them.