"Yes, what a coincidence." Zhao Fan felt his heart tremble, with a smile on his face, "I didn't expect to meet again so soon. The Prometheus secret book you gave me last time saved everyone.

I’m just saying that I don’t know where to go to find you to say thank you.”

"I bow to you." Zhao Fan bowed deeply.

"Hey." Yang Guang helped him stand up with a hand, and said, "I said before, it's just because that thing is destined to you, so there is no need to thank me."

Zhao Fan still laughed, not knowing what to say. With a glance, he could see Xiaoyu following Yang Guang. It was self-evident who got them into this sealed space.

"Let me go, let me go! I am the great Holy Lord, and you, a mortal, dare to humiliate me like this!"

A sharp and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and Zhao Fan was almost startled. Then he noticed that the small yellow-green snake caught in Yang Guang's hand actually had four small claws and no head.

How come it looks like an ordinary snake, but it looks like a small dragon, speaking human words and getting angry.

However, Yang Guang's hand shook slightly, and the yellow-green snake looked sleepy, unable to muster any strength to make a sound.

Xiaoyu stared at the little snake, a little speechless. This arrogant evil dragon was as ignorant as ever.

At this time, a roaring sound was heard in the distance. Yang Guang turned his head and looked for a moment in the direction of the seven demonic energies rising arrogantly. He said, "Your friend seems to be fighting with some tenants here.

Aren’t you going to help?”

"In this kind of battle, I probably can't be of much help." Zhao Fan looked at the countless rubbles rolling up and down over there, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and said, "I'd better follow the seniors and do what I can.

things to repay the kindness."

"Oh, just in time, I have something to arrange for you." Yang Guang took a pinch of his hand, and a piece of black energy fell into Zhao Fan's hand like a rope.

"Go to the edge of the rock and let the rope hang down. After a while, when your hands feel heavier, pull up."

Zhao Fan only felt that the black air tentacle was cold and heavy, as if it were a real substance. He walked aside and did as he was told.

Yang Guangze turned around and looked at Xiaoyu, comparing the small yellow-green snake in his hand with Xiaoyu from time to time. After a while, he reached out and grabbed it, and twelve streams of light flew out of Xiaoyu's body and turned into ten in the air.

Talismans in the shape of two zodiac signs.

Xiaoyu was shocked.

Ever since these twelve talismans were integrated into her body, no warlock has been able to separate these powers from her over the years. Even though dad's encyclopedia of qi magic has recorded relevant things, some of them are necessary for spell casting.

The materials cannot be gathered together in three or two years.

Yang Guang's performance completely replaced those special spell-casting materials with his own power. It was not just a question of whether it was strong or not, but it was simply beyond any spell system that Xiaoyu knew.

Any kind of magic in this world has a very heavy sense of ritual in the process of execution. For example, the mystical significance of salt, sea water, soil, and obsidian in the American and European magic systems, lotus, gossip, and three animal sacrifices, etc.

Symbolism of Asia.

The mysterious power between heaven and earth is often attracted by these mundane symbols. Among them, the more advanced the magic and mysteries are, the more bizarre things will be involved.

For example, things like frost on millennium tiles, green blood without root water, rooster horns, cow scales, etc.

Xiaoyu can be sure that without these materials and rituals, even the gods will be trapped in some kind of secret ceremony, unable to enter or exit.

Because even the power of gods has many detailed descriptions in the ancient Yanhuang Kingdom. And if there is a power system in the world that Xiaoyu doesn't understand at all, cracking any spell like this will be done with bare hands and no rituals are needed.

, guys who don’t need materials are either new warlocks who have just sprouted, or they are aliens or people from other worlds.

To be so powerful, it would be strange to say that it has just sprouted. Then there are the latter two possibilities.

Thinking of this, Xiaoyu, who had clearly been deprived of twelve kinds of superpowers, became excited and stared at Yang Guang with bright eyes.

Yang Guang had just studied the form of superpowers in her body and left a little Tianxin consciousness there. He noticed Xiaoyu's thoughts and couldn't help but chuckle and said: "The power of these twelve spells originally came from this little snake, right?

.”

"Yes." Xiaoyu nodded, "At first, this snake was defeated and sealed by Lu Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals. Later, he didn't know how to break out of the seal, and met a Saint Seiya Mage Lope. Lope

With the help of the twelve zodiac signs of Yan and Huang, the power of this snake was decomposed, its twelve supernatural powers were taken out, and made into twelve spells."

Over there, Zhao Fan had already used the black air rope to pull a body in the void below to the rock.

The body is roughly human-shaped, except that the limbs, hands and feet are all huge claws, and there is a long tail behind it. The head is similar to a combination of a dinosaur and a lion. It is about five or six meters tall, although it looks like a coma.

Although he is in a state of being, he also has a strong and vigorous aura, which is quite ferocious.

After the body was pulled onto the rock, the calm little snake in Yang Guang's hand suddenly started struggling again.

"My body!" It seemed to have just woken up. When it turned its head, it discovered the twelve talismans suspended in the air. It immediately twisted its body even more violently and screamed crazily, "Mortal, give me the talisman, give it to me."

If you leave me, I can return to my body and regain all my strength. At that time, I will help you realize any wish you have, and you will have a powerful god as your master. You..."

The voice of the small yellow-green snake suddenly stopped. Yang Guang coiled the snake, grabbed it in his hand and squeezed it hard. The whole snake was crushed into a yellow-green gem with dark red.

Yang Guang's eyes wandered between the gem, the twelve talismans, and the dragon's body for a while, then he closed his eyes and said, "I understand."

The Heavenly Stems, Earthly Branches, Five Elements, and Bagua originally all had different correspondences with each other, such as gold in the sea of ​​Jiazi, Yichou, fire in the furnace of Bingyin, Dingmao, big trees in Wuchen, Jisi, dirt on the roadside in Gengwu, Xinwei...

This evil dragon named Holy Lord was originally divided into fire, divine fire, and extraordinary fire in the Bagua. However, its status can be reduced by transforming from the Bagua to the Five Elements, and then from the Five Elements to the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches.

, turned into the concept of ordinary things.

Thereby transforming the power of God that cannot be controlled by humans into magical props that can be used by humans.

In fact, with this method, even gods can be killed head-on, without having to pin everything on illusory luck like the birth of those god-killers.

It's just that the Lope back then was probably still limited by the lack of spiritual power, and was unable to completely control these twelve supernatural powers, re-condensate them into his own body, and achieve the state of immortality.

Therefore, the Holy Lord's spirit, which relies on power, is still in a state that can be sealed but cannot be erased.

But this is not difficult for Yang Guang, who understands the mystery.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the twelve talismans in one palm. The sound of melting steel came from his palms. In the blink of an eye, the twelve talismans merged into one.

Xiaoyu's eyes blurred as she saw a stream of light thrown towards her. Then, the fullness of the twelve kinds of superpowers returned to her body again, but this time she seemed unable to see the twelve kinds of powers as distinctly as before.

Superpowers.

These twelve powers have become a whole and are completely integrated with her body. There will no longer be the situation where multiple simultaneous stimulations will bring a huge burden to the body.

There is no longer a talisman wheel like an operation list in Xiaoyu's eyes, which reduces the number of steps to activate. Even when it is not activated, the twelve powers work together to protect her body and soul.

The girl's physical fitness began to improve permanently.

"This feeling..." Xiaoyu pinched the skin on the back of her left hand with her right hand and said with a strange expression, "Why do I feel like I am no longer a human being?"

"Even if it's not carbon-based, as long as you feel that you are still a human, you are still a human." Yang Guang stood in front of her, looked at her for a few times, and said, "Now you can be regarded as a god-killer, but

, you have seized the power of gods, but you have not gone through the reincarnation ceremony, nor have you truly killed the gods, so you can only be regarded as a copycat."

Xiaoyu stretched out her palm and pushed forward, and the vigorous flames turned into a loud and continuous beam of light, which suddenly penetrated dozens of rocks in front of her, and some smaller rocks directly turned into scattered magma.

The girl smiled happily, "Even if it's a knockoff, the quality is good enough."

Zhao Fan looked on with an envious look in his eyes. Although he had never really seen Xiaoyu fighting before, he still remembered that in the animation "The Adventures of Jackie Chan", the fire-breathing ability of the Twelve Talismans was required.

Released from the mouth, Xiaoyu can now release the fire with just a push, which is obviously a great improvement.

Yang Guang looked back at him and suddenly smiled: "There are seven other demons here. Do you have any ideas?"

Zhao Fan was stunned. He had a vague guess in his mind, but he didn't dare to believe it. After a while, he tentatively said: "You mean to turn them into twelve talismans, and then..."

"And give it to you?" Yang Guang laughed, "Getting something for nothing is not a good virtue among contemporary teenagers."

Zhao Fan nodded sarcastically.

"However, I can indeed provide you with a little help."

Yang Guang took out the Qingping Sword, which he had previously refined with reference to the immortal sword charm of the Juntian Yang Sword. At this time, he held it in his hand and used the Heavenly Stem that he had just learned from the twelve talismans.

The secrets of the earthly branches and eight trigrams are imprinted on it.

The energy of Taiyin Demon transformed into countless tiny mysterious words and intricate lines, which were imprinted on the long sword. After one layer was completed, the second layer was superimposed. The green-gold sword body was completely covered with black patterns, and then again

After the third and seventh levels were completed, the green-gold metal sword had turned into a handicraft that looked like a piece of black jade.

Yang Guang handed the sword to Zhao Fan and said: "You can go find your friend and ask your friend to use this sword to pierce the bodies of those demons. Even if it only penetrates the skin, it will quickly remove the demon's power."

Pull out something condensed into a talisman, and you can use the seven talismans on your own."

Zhao Fan carefully held it with both hands, still feeling a little like in a dream, and said: "Senior helped us so much, we really have nothing to repay..."

Yang Guang waved his hand and said: "I will give you seven opportunities to use this sword, and you need to pay for it. You must send me all the bodies and souls of the seven demons, and then this sword will be given to you.

Show the way."

After hearing this, Zhao Fan felt more at ease, nodded hurriedly and said: "Absolutely, we will definitely try our best to send you all the seven demons."

"Well, go ahead."

Yang Guang flicked his sleeves.

Zhao Fan only felt that the world was spinning. When he came back to his senses, the surrounding scenery was rapidly retreating. He had been wrapped in a ball of feminine airflow, and he was like a meteor hitting the battlefield in the distance.

On the rock where the Holy Lord lay dead, Xiaoyu raised a hand like a primary school student asking a question and said: "Sir, what kind of reward do I need to pay?"

Yang Guang looked at her and said, "Is this sealed space in a secluded world?"

The secluded world is a concept shared by various cultivation concepts in this world.

It refers to a strange world where spirit is greater than matter.

Most of the landscapes in the Netherworld correspond to the earth, but some correspond to the current earth, and some correspond to the mountains and rivers of the past era. According to speculation, the area of ​​the entire Netherworld should be equal to or larger than the surface area of ​​the earth.
To be continued...