Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

See the horse-drawn carriage shooting!

Zhao Zhenshi's eyes tightened for an instant, and a shocking look appeared!

All the scenes seen in Dadao Mausoleum were presented in front of his eyes. In the picture, cracks appeared in the tombs in each of the monuments. From the broken tombs, he felt the spiritual thoughts that disappeared. Essence.

It can be said that the many resources originally reserved for the Dao Sect disciples are now taken away by that sword!

Zhao Zhenshi's hair was horrified, and a chill spread from under the soles of his feet, constantly filling his body and down.

Zhao Zhenshi was not stupid. At the moment the tomb monument was broken, he knew that the lotus sword that Fang Lang had pulled out was definitely wrong.

Xuanyuan Taihua inserted the sword into the Great Dao Mausoleum, it really had a purpose!

This sword has absorbed the accumulation of the Dao Sect over the years, and has left all the gifts of the past sages to the descendants of the sect.

Absorbed the good fortune of Dao Zong for thousands of years!

Zhao Zhenshi was furious!

"Want to go? Stay!"

"Keep the sword!"

Zhao Zhenshi shouted angrily.

Lian Huijian absolutely couldn't let Fang Lang take it away.

The head teacher Zhao Longshi left the Dao Sect, and now he is in charge of the Dao Sect. However, who could have thought that such a thing would happen.

During his time in charge of Daoling, such a big change happened!

All these guilts are to be imposed on him, Zhao Zhenshi!

Zhao Zhenshi even had some doubts, whether the head teacher had expected this a long time ago, so he took the opportunity to leave, just to let him carry the black pot!

However, Zhao Zhenshi does not carry this pot!

Zhao Zhenshi turned his arms, rolled his large sleeves into his arms, and suddenly raised them.

The tyrannical spirit is unreservedly released from the Niwan Palace in the heart of the eyebrows, like a whirlwind, instantly sweeping the entire Dao Sect!

boom!

Beginning at the foot of Tongtian Mountain, each of the magic arrays was activated, and the magic arrays were condensed into a majestic light curtain, shining in the dark night, rising from the ground!

This is the guardian formation of Dao Sect!

A top-level big formation, a forbidden spell-level defensive array!

On the top of a thousand-step ladder, Zhao Zhenshi's robe was flying all over, and his eyes were like torches.

"Where are all the disciples of the Dao Sect?"

"Layout!"

Zhao Zhenshi shouted!

The sound of words was like thunder, tearing the night apart, making every disciple of the Dao Sect who was in a trance a spirit.

what's happening? !

The deputy head teacher is so angry that he wants the other party to shoot?

Is this dissatisfied that Fang Lang pulled out Lianhuijian so he wanted to take action and leave Fang Lang and others behind?

However, the disciples didn't think too much. Since the deputy head teacher spoke up, as disciples, they naturally wanted to implement it.

At the foot of the mountain, the disciples of the Great Dao Sect in Blue Robe sat cross-legged, their hands knotted, and their eyebrows were surging.

Countless spiritual thoughts rushed into the sky like fireworks launched, exploded, blended, and woven into a big net, covering with the light curtain raised by Zhao Zhenshi!

The entire Tongtian Mountain was covered by an inverted bowl-shaped mask!

The carriage neighed and its speed soared.

Inside the carriage, sitting Fang Lang and others suddenly felt a push back.

Huang Zhihe's expression was condensed, and he looked at Fang Lang.

"what's happening?"

Huang Zhihe was a little puzzled. Since Fang Lang drew his sword within the rules, even if Zhao Zhenshi turned into anger, he shouldn't be so aggressive.

Even the forbidden curse-level guardian formation has been used.

Fang Lang pulled out the Lianhui Sword, and he could see that the crack was only half filled on the Lianhui Sword.

Fang Lang frowned, it shouldn't be, why did Zhao Zhenshi discover the abnormality in the Great Dao Tomb.

After letting out a sigh of relief, Fang Lang had to tell Huang Zhihe what Lian Huijian had done to Dadao Mausoleum.

Upon hearing this, Huang Zhihe's face trembled, and a flash of flushing suddenly appeared.

After a long time, the word "Okay!"

"As expected of Taihua, he is bold enough!"

Huang Zhihe raised his hand, a hammer emerged from his palm, his eyes were extremely deep, and his old voice resounded from the carriage.

"The top ten sects of the Tang Dynasty, among the top five sects, none of them are easy to succeed, they are all powerful sects that have been passed down for more than a thousand years."

"Before the Tang Dynasty, the eight dynasties were in troubled times. At that time, there was a sect behind each dynasty. At that time, there was no scientific research. It was also the sect that controlled the world's right to speak. That was the source of the chaos in the world."

"You should also know that the sect is a river and lake, and the imperial court is a temple... When the rivers and lakes are confused with the temple, the day will naturally be chaotic."

"Later, your majesty rose to calm the chaos of the Eight Dynasties and unified the sect."

"But for the sects with profound background such as Dao Sect, Mai Sect, and Guan Buhai, the Emperor Tang still did not have a complete countermeasure, and he did not dare to act rashly, because behind these sects, there may be people who surpassed the Ninth Grade. Existence beyond the realm!"

"Do you know why Xuanyuan Taihua rose?"

"That's because Emperor Xuanyuan Taihua was backed by Emperor Tang, so that he could overwhelm the various sects and lead Jianshu Sect to become the first sect of the Tang Dynasty."

Huang Zhihe said slowly.

Fang Lang's eyes condensed slightly when he heard the words, "What does it have to do with the Master inserting the Lotus Sword in the Dao Sect?"

Huang Zhihe shook his head, "I don't know what the old man knows."

"However, I want to come... it should be to test whether there is really a 9th-Rank Beyond the Great Dao Sect."

Huang Zhihe rubbed the hammer in his hand.

Fang Lang was thoughtful, looking at the Lianhui sword flat on his leg.

Perhaps the energy source in the three hundred and sixty steles absorbed by Lianhuijian was related to the detached existence of Dao Sect?

And the reason why the abnormality was discovered in advance, could it be that the sleeping existence in the Dadao Mausoleum...woke up early? Give Zhao Zhenshi a hint?

boom!

The carriage trembled suddenly, and suddenly fell on the mountain road.

Outside the carriage, Zao Wou-ki's muffled sound came.

"The road is blocked, Dao Sect has opened the guardian formation and can't get out."

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Donglin Mountain, Donglu Jianzong.

Chao Xiaojian stood in front of the demon gate.

He carried his hands on his back and hunted in white shirts. He looked down in the direction of Dao Sect, and he could see that in the dark night, the direction of Dao Sect was shining brightly, rushing into the dark night clouds, breaking the rain curtain and clouds.

"The Great Dao Sect's guarding formation..."

"That kid Fang Lang seems to have succeeded in drawing the sword. The senior sister in charge deliberately inserted the Lianhui sword into the Dadao Mausoleum?"

"Tonight, maybe you can know one or two."

He breathed out slowly towards Xiaojian.

He raised his hand with a sword groan, and the green steel sword inserted on the Donglin Mountain quickly exploded and was held in his hand.

Taking a step out, the sword aura nourished all over him.

In an instant, whizzed out like a white dragon into the sea of ​​clouds.

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Chang'an, the night is deep.

Inside the Wuwang Mansion.

Within the lonely courtyard.

Princess Pei opened the door and walked in, with a red sandalwood food box slung between her arms and wrists.

Under the shining stars, in the courtyard, a burly figure sits with disheveled hair.

Princess Pei came over.

"Husband."

Wang Wu Wang retracted his gaze and glanced at Princess Pei, his undulating eyes gradually softened.

The husband and wife were silent.

Princess Pei brought out a lingering meal after another from the food box, and a pot of wine.

"Ling'er went to learn swords from her sister. If you don't understand the sword intent of the four seasons, you won't return."

"Pei Liao is now investigating the three princes' escape from the cold palace. I heard that the three princes fled to the Western Regions and joined the army of Mount Asimun."

"The world is shaking with wind and rain, the army of Asilao Mountain is coming fiercely."

Princess Pei said slowly.

"With a husband, you don't need to worry about these things."

King Jiang Wu spoke slowly, majesty in his voice.

Princess Pei pursed her mouth and leaned against King Jiang Wu, raising her hand to touch, but feeling that King Wu was far away from her.

"Xiao Fang reportedly went to the Dao Sect to pull the sword left by Taihua. The sword left by Taihua lasted for more than ten years. The temperament of Taihua shouldn't be just a memorial? "

Princess Pei asked.

King Jiang Wu took a sip of wine without answering.

The burly body looked into the direction of Dao Sect, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

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The carriage stopped quietly on the bluestone slab.

Zhao Zhenshi looked down on a thousand-step ladder.

He raised his hand and squeezed it sharply.

Below the carriage, endless clouds grew suddenly, as if it turned into an unfolded palm of an immortal, supporting the carriage.

The entire Dao Sect seemed to be enveloped by clouds, turning into a misty fairy overlooking the carriage.

"Fang Lang, you can go, but you have to leave Lianhuijian!"

Zhao Zhenshi said, his voice echoed vigorously, shocking his mind.

"Lian Huijian has exhausted my Dao Zong Dao Ling's thousand years of Taoism, so I just want to leave like this, can't it?!"

The voice fell.

Zhao Zhenshi flipped his hand, and the palm that was originally up, suddenly pressed the carriage and patted it down!

Inside the carriage, there was a sneer.

Afterwards, a ray of sword light soaring into the sky actually cut the palm of the cloud-covered hand in half!

The carriage soared into the sky, and Zao Wou-ki controlled the carriage, floating in the air.

In the carriage, Huang Zhihe held a hammer and stood on the edge of the carriage. He smiled and threw out the hammer in his hand. In an instant, the hammer exploded in the air like a dazzling firework, and this blooming firework , Is actually made up of countless small iron swords with sword energy!

Thousands of swords are hidden in the hammer!

"Ni girl, look at the sword of the old man, you can get a bit of attention."

On the carriage, Huang Zhihe smiled on the old bark-like face.

With a quick move, both palms are like whirlpools in a water tank.

Thousands of iron swords hidden in the hammer are like a magic formation, intertwined in the void into a huge sword hammer!

Standing on the top of the cloud, Zhao Zhenshi had a cold face, and his Taoist robe was hunting and clinging to his body. He stared at the sword hammer in the night sky and screamed, "Old ghost Huang! You are looking for death!"

"The sword of Xuanyuan Taihua has taken my Dao Sect for thousands of years! How can this son leave safely!"

"If you stop me, you will be an enemy of my Dao Sect, and you will definitely have no place to bury you!"

"You and Jian Shu are not close to each other, so why bother to die for a Fang Lang!"

Zhao Zhenshi shouted sharply. Behind him, the dense blue robe Dao Sect disciples shouted one after another, and the seals changed, making Zhao Zhenshi's breath more majestic.

Huang Zhihe laughed.

"You know what a shit!"

"I smashed!"

Later, I was too lazy to spend too much talk.

The five fingers formed a hook, grabbed it in the void, and slammed it toward the mask behind him, like a hammer!

boom!

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The sword hammer composed of countless iron swords seemed to carry a mighty force and slammed on the mask. The mask fluctuated and lasted for several breaths. It was smashed by a terrifying force. broken!

Like a huge boulder thrown into a quiet lake, an uproar caused!

In the carriage.

Fang Lang flattened the Lianhui sword on his leg. He frowned. He didn't pay attention to the fighting outside, because he found that the Lianhui sword that was flat on his leg had a weak heart beating at this moment. The sound rang.

Fang Lang raised his head and looked at the Dadao Mausoleum.

The beating sound of the heart in Lianhuijian seemed to be transmitted from the Dao Mausoleum.

And in a trance.

Fang Lang felt that in the great mausoleum, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at him through time and space. .