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Chapter 393 Taizu
The dragon boat crossed Qionghai and slowly entered Yuanshu.

The discussion on Dao resumed again, and everything in Jiufu was as usual, as if Daoism was at its peak.

But perhaps no one noticed that most of the hunters who wandered in the dark corners of Shenzhou were gone.

Not to mention that no one will realize that in the far-off Eastern Desolation Forbidden Zone, a shocking event that is capable of overturning the world's cognition is taking place.

The black-robed figure hangs alone in the air, and before he has time to digest the lingering energy of the heavenly gift, he glances at the burial pit under his feet in confusion.

"Ok?"

Familiar breath!
But he is not a defender of the Tao, but the existence of the Tao that endangered his life not long ago.

Thinking about it, it is the source of that Tianyu Taoism.

It is the real Taoist ancestor.

Taizu.

When this aura reappeared, Ning Luo understood that his previous deduction was not wrong.

Taizu can temporarily seize any monk who has practiced the Taoism of the Heavenly Domain.

He is not in the world, but he is everywhere.

Ning Luo looked at the defender who had come back from the dead.

Taizu also looked up at Ning Luo.

Four eyes facing each other.

Taking advantage of the body of the defender whose life was hanging by a thread, Taizu whispered hoarsely: "As I expected, you are not so easy to kill. It can be considered that you did not disappoint me."

He is talking hard.

In this way, it will not appear that he has miscalculated, and it will allow him to continue to put on a superior posture in front of Ning Luo.

It's just a pity that although time has not passed, Ning Luo is no longer what it used to be.

Taizu is no longer qualified to arrogantly claim a high position.

After all, Ning Luo has already set foot in Daohai now, standing at the same height as him.

Taizu was not in a hurry to make a move, and so was Ning Luo.

This body is already full of energy, it is the only body that Taizu finally managed to find, the only one that can be saved.

There is only one chance to make a shot, and he needs to be extra cautious.

Ning Luo didn't make a move either, that's because the Taoism of the universe had exhausted his true essence savings just now.

For Ning Luo today, there are no Dao marks in the sky, but he can't use Dao methods.

The atmosphere was stagnant.

But the black tide never stopped.

While waiting for the whale to fall, the black gu devoured the remains of the defenders.

At the same time, the black crow restrained by the lantern was also quietly pecking at the Gu insects, growing its body continuously.

That was Ning Luo's order.

Taizu narrowed his eyes slightly, and vaguely looked around his eyes and body.

Things are not going well.
If this continues, the black gu is not something to be afraid of, but the vision here is very likely to attract more dangerous existences.

Insect filth!

Chong Fei has been plotting something secretly.

But Taizu had always turned a blind eye before, he didn't care, but was a little curious.

After all, the Kuroshio is a catastrophe that comes from outside the sky, so observing the movement track of the Kuroshio's evil spirits is also an interesting research.

It may even provide some feasible inspiration for his great cause of "detachment".

Just because he let it go before, doesn't mean he can tolerate it at this moment.

Because what is in front of him now is the food that Chong Hui dreamed of.

Man of destiny, and dead whale.

The former has the Taoism of the other world, while the latter is the source quality of the Kuroshio.

No matter who it preys on, it can make the evil spirit's strength leap forward by a large margin!
One Ningluo is enough to cause headaches.

Naturally, there can be no more troublesome things.

But rather.
Taizu was helpless.

"This Taoist body is too weak."

"Not to mention Wanfa Mingyi, even the supernatural powers of later generations are unable to bear it, so it is impossible to hurt him at all."

"."

"Then only."

Taizu lowered his head.

He lost the arrogance he had before, his aura gradually calmed down, and there was even a vague sense of freedom to live towards death.

He stared at the black soil under his feet, and murmured in a low voice: "You'd better never step out of the Eastern Desolation. Otherwise, the day you step out of the Eastern Desolation will be the day of your death."

No frustration, no emotion.

It's as if it's just declaring a simple fact.

But it was more like showing weakness, like telling Ning Luo: I can't kill you now, so you can just hide in the Eastern Wasteland.

Ah.

"happy."

"Psychological offensive is done, and I have learned a lot from the time traveler."

"It's just a bad game of ours."

"Do you really think anyone will believe you?"

Where do the natives get so much nonsense?
Ning Luo pouted noncommittally, completely ignoring the grand ancestor who pretended to be profound.

It's just running the exercises on its own, refining the pure liquid droplets of spiritual energy into its own essence and true essence.

Ning Luo probably already guessed it.

Since the body of the military inspector can only do one move, since Han Yue's body can only be used to self-explode.

There is no doubt that Taizu's choice this time will only be similar.

The Taizu couldn't seize the evil cultivators, let alone the Kuroshio.

So looking at Donghuang, this body is the only hand he can use.

Everyone understands the principle of making the best use of everything.

The true essence gathers, and the true energy condenses.

Ning Luo can wait a little longer, until he has enough energy to use the Dao Mark to drive the escape, and then he can leave this calamity.

But it is not necessary.

Ning Luo held the black sword tightly, and the newly reshaped Taixuan fantasy sword slowly separated from the body, like a pure white flame, spreading inch by inch on the black sword.

Huanyu true meaning and Taixuan fantasy sword merged together and turned into the sword glow of the black sword.

Taizu's pupils shrank slightly.

He realized that those disturbing tricks might not be effective against Ning Luo.

but.
in time!
"That is the true meaning of the other world."

"And the spirit sword he forged."

"Sure enough, he has already seen that it is difficult for me to exert my full strength in Donghuang."

"But sincerity cannot be interrupted, so he has no time to make a move."

As long as he constructs his embers magical power before the flames envelop the black sword, he can—

click! ! !
Then, there was a crisp sound.

That was the sound of Taizu's neck bone breaking.

The head is in free fall.

Taizu's consciousness has not collapsed.

The fallen skull stared wide-eyed, looked at its own smooth neck, and then glimpsed the culprit of the murder.

It is a black gu that mimics the appearance of a crow and sparrow.

It's dirty!
The crow feather was like steel, more like a saw blade machine used to cut steel, it just cut off his neck from behind with ease.

"how is this possible"

The question has many meanings.

Taizu didn't understand why he didn't perceive the whereabouts of the black crow at all.

I don't even understand why this black crow seems to be helping Ning Luo?

Far more than unbelievable, it subverts common sense!
The reason is naturally that the black crow does not affect the will of heaven and earth like Ning Luo, nor does it belong to the consciousness network of the Kuroshio.

So unless Taizu was always on guard against the surroundings, it would be impossible to observe the whereabouts of the black crow.

because
He is too foreign to the present world.

He is a will parasitic in the Dao, so observing the world from the perspective of the Dao has long been a habit he cannot change.

This is also a flaw that still exists no matter which body he changes into.

The true intention is withdrawn, and the sword energy recedes.

Ning Luo looked calm, and smiled slightly: "See you once, kill you once, see you next time."

However, Taizu was not angry.

The rolling head looked at Ning Luo indifferently, his lips moved, and his spiritual thoughts whispered.

"Unfortunately, this poisonous miasma forest will be your burial pit."

"The fire burns the road."

"ember!"

(End of this chapter)