Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The voice lingering between the heaven and the earth is very calm, with a touch of laziness and confidence in the calm.

It is self-confidence from the bottom of my heart, a kind of absolute self-confidence possessed by a top powerhouse.

Fang Lang himself had such self-confidence, but it was not so strong, because Fang Lang hadn't really grown into a strong man who could scorn him.

Therefore, at this moment, Fang Lang may not be the voice!

With Fang Lang’s words resounding, and as the five elders of the Dao Sect were strangled to pieces and turned into a cloud of blood in the sword-qi lotus flower, the whole world seemed to be plunged into deathly silence. .

The strong smell of blood seemed to be transmitted by the night breeze.

On the top of Tongtian Mountain, the old Taoist before Dadao Mausoleum couldn't help but condensed slightly.

The five elders of the Seventh-Rank realm, without the power to fight back, were like killing five ants with ease. This shock and impact was a strong stimulus to all the disciples of the Dao Sect.

However, for the old Taoist who has stepped into the realm of detachment, this is nothing. What really makes the old Taoist Zhao Taifeng care about is the change in Fang Lang's temperament at this moment.

That temperament reminded Zhao Taifeng of the old girl.

With a sword in hand, it seemed to be enough to overlook the whole world of women.

The old Dao standing on the top of the mountain, with fluttering clothes, powerful spiritual thoughts like a thick pool of water, controlled Chao Xiaojian, making it impossible for Chao Xiaojian to help, but now there is no need.

The old Taoist stared at the white clothes Pianran, holding the Lianhui sword, a square wave of a lotus reflected in his pupils.

Vaguely, it seemed to be possible to see a graceful figure with a sword behind Fang Lang, staring at him arrogantly and indifferently.

"Xuanyuan Taihua."

The old Taoist whispered.

Although he had fallen asleep for hundreds of years, when Xuanyuan Taihua killed the Dao Sect, defeated Zhao Longshi, and inserted the Lotus Sword in the Dao Mausoleum, his spirit ripples faintly.

It was a shame to be stabbed in the sacred place of the Zongmen with a sword. At that time, he was almost born, but the sense of crisis brought about by being a detached powerhouse finally suppressed that impulse. , Choose to continue to sleep.

Because he knew that if he was born that time, he might fall.

There will be a crisis of fall.

It wasn't Xuanyuan Taihua who brought him, but the Emperor of Tang Dynasty...that iron law suspended above everyone's head!

The old Taoist's eyes flickered, this time...Is Xuanyuan Taihua and the Datang Emperor's calculation of him again?

For a dynasty, a strong person who transcends the realm is indeed an uncertain factor, because the original chaos of the eight dynasties was due to the transcendence of the strong.

The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty ruled the world and naturally wanted to quell the chaos of the Eight Dynasties. It is said that the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty held the iron law and killed several transcendent powers!

He Zhao Taifeng chose to retreat, and he slept for hundreds of years in a state of suspended animation. As a result, the Emperor Tang still stared at them.

The old Taoist clothes were fluttering, and the expression on his face became more and more cold.

The young man walked through the air with a sword, like a peerless fairy.

On the other side, the old Taoist didn't use his spiritual thoughts to suppress Chao Xiaojian, so Chao Xiaojian broke free from his restraints, staring at Fang Lang with a bit of enthusiasm in his eyes.

"This is... The space has taken advantage of the power of Senior Sister in charge?"

"Senior Sister Master really left an indelible spiritual mark in the Lianhui Sword!"

Chao Xiaojian's face was full of excitement.

There is also the sentence, bullying the Ninth-Rank with detachment, this is like the feeling that the head of the senior sister is looking for a place for him!

That familiar smell is back!

It seems that Fang Lang is right. Maybe the three swords of Lian Die, Lian Wheel, and Lian Hui can really be able to summon Senior Sister Sister from the Demon World!

"Dao Zong!"

Chao Xiaojian was holding the green steel sword, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his eyes.

The strong who transcends the realm are indeed strong, and Chao Xiaojian, who has initially realized the sword intent of space, is not the opponent of the old Taoist Zhao Taifeng.

This Zhao Taifeng, able to use the means of reincarnation and rebirth to walk out of the alternative longevity path is indeed extraordinary.

In the distance, the sea of ​​clouds surged.

The confrontation between Zhao Zhenshi and Huang Zhihe also did not continue.

Huang Zhihe's sword was suspended in the sea of ​​clouds, and his old face also showed excitement. He stared at Fang Lang's figure with a complex expression.

In his mind, the outstanding figure of the white-clothed Shengxue appeared in his mind.

With a sigh that touched my heart, he slowly spit it out from his mouth.

Zhao Zhenshi was terrified. The five elders of the Dao Sect were ordered by him to capture Fang Lang. He thought that without Huang Zhihe and Fang Lang who was protected by Chao Xiaojian, they would definitely be captured by them.

As a result, this kind of change happened unexpectedly, and the five elders of the Seventh Stage Heaven Curse Realm were gone!

Zhao Zhenshi's heart keeps lingering. If it was Zhao Zhenshi who had just grabbed Fang Lang, his fate... would it be the same as the five elders? !

These methods are definitely not something Fang Lang can possess.

It is impossible for a young man of the third rank realm in Fanglang to have such a killing power.

Obviously, Xuanyuan Taihua should have killed the five elders!

It was the female sword fairy who defeated Zhao Longshi, the head of the Dao Sect!

However, Zhao Zhenshi at this moment, after being frightened, quickly recovered, and his eyes flashed with brilliance.

At that time, the female sword fairy Xuanyuan Taihua came to him, defeated Zhao Longshi, and left a sword in the sacred land of the Dao Sect, leaving the Dao Sect with a shame that could not be washed away for more than a decade.

Nowadays, Xuanyuan Taihua hasn't come here personally, so is he still shameful to Dao Sect?

Today's Dao Sect is not without resistance, because the first generation of Dao Sect's ancestor, the first generation of Dao Sect, was born, and the top powerhouse who transcended the realm appeared!

This is the confidence of the Dao Sect, and that of his Zhao Zhenshi!

Zhao Zhenshi didn't believe it anymore. Xuanyuan Taihua's real body had never come. Could it be that the entire Dao Sect would still be beaten in the face? !

"Ancestor!"

Zhao Zhenshi was suspended in the forbidden curse-level mountain protection array, and he opened his mouth and let out a stern cry.

"He killed the five elders of the sect and must not let him go. The shame Xuanyuan Taihua left to the Dao Sect more than ten years ago, is it still going to reappear today?"

"Please ancestors, keep him!"

Zhao Zhenshi's stern roar tore through the silence of the night.

Like a storm, sweeping across the entire Tongtian Mountain.

The complexions of Huang Zhihe and Chao Xiaojian suddenly became more and more ugly, this Zhao Zhenshi actually refused to give up!

"Just you talk a lot!"

With a sneer towards Xiaojian, the green steel sword around his body trembled instantly, and the next moment, it seemed to turn into an extreme black line, instantly spanning hundreds of meters in the air, approaching Zhao Zhenshi!

Zhao Zhenshi only felt his scalp numb, and the moment Chao Xiaojian shot him, he also felt the crisis of death!

This Xiaojian is a ruthless person who dares to swing a sword at the detached strong!

The strength is extremely powerful, and the murder is not blinking, slaughtered an entire Donglu Sword Sect, the name of the white-haired sword demon is quite deterrent!

Zhao Zhenshi screamed and screamed, rolling the magic circle, the dark night roared, countless white mist swept in, and Zhao Zhenshi's whole body seemed to be turned into a huge lake of clouds!

Chao Xiaojian's face was cold, and his white hair was flying.

"I can't deal with that detached old fellow, can't deal with you Zhao Zhenshi?"

The small sword was almost flicked, and in an instant, the Qinggang Sword trembled violently, countless sword energy erupted from the Qinggang Sword, and then twisted into a huge sword shadow.

That huge sword ran across the night sky, as if it could tear the entire sky!

Outrageously slashed with a sword.

The great lake of cloud energy that was hidden in front of Zhao Zhenshi was cut in half with a single sword!

A terrifying storm swept through, like a terrible air current that was expelled, roaring and venting toward both sides!

Chao Xiaojian can't help the veteran Zhao Taifeng who is beyond the realm, but there is still no problem with Zhao Zhenshi who can compete with the top ninth rank with the help of Forbidden Magic Array!

Puff!

That sword, like a scorching sun and fire, released the ultimate brilliance, like a meteor piercing the dark night sky. At the moment when the mountain guard array was cut open, it also cut Zhao Zhenshi's spiritual thoughts a little, making Zhao Zhenshi spiritual Wounded, pale, coughed up blood!

Chao Xiaojian held the sword in the air, and slowly let out a suffocating breath. The mastery of the spatial sword intent caused Chao Xiaojian's cultivation base to climb a lot again.

Even Huang Zhihe in the distance, his eyes tightened, couldn't help but admire.

As expected, after Xuanyuan Taihua left, one person held up an entire Chao Xiaojian of Jian Shuzong.

On the other side, another battlefield.

The veteran Zhao Taifeng stood on the top of the mountain with his hands on his back and his face was extremely serious.

Zhao Zhenshi said he wanted to fight, but Zhao Taifeng was hesitating. It is not easy to cultivate to detachment. It is not easy to reincarnate and live out thousands of years.

The longer you live, the more you cherish your life.

The old Taoist's clothes were flying, and he ignored Zhao Zhenshi's shout, but turned his head, his eyes were deep, and the sky behind him seemed to have a pair of eyes slowly opened.

Eyes to the sky!

This is a kind of magical power method, but a method that can only be mastered by the strong who are beyond the realm!

In this moment, it seemed as if looking through thousands of miles away.

Lao Dao saw the iron law floating above Chang'an City, the golden iron law, like the iron law wrapped in golden blood.

Vaguely, Lao Dao seemed to see a pair of eyes looking at each other in the iron law!

The heart trembled, and the sky-opening eyes behind the veteran Zhao Taifeng burst and disappeared instantly.

And the "Fang Lang" of Tongsheng a lotus holding a lotus back sword also stopped his pace.

Taoist Zhao Taifeng suddenly laughed on the top of the mountain.

Laughing breathlessly.

"I saw it!"

"It's no wonder that the old man has vaguely shown detached power, but the iron law that overwhelms the thousands of miles in the Tang Dynasty has never been killed, and the old man has never felt the boundless crisis in his heart!"

Zhao Taifeng chuckled lightly.

"The old man can still remember that more than two hundred years ago, Emperor Tang held the iron law, straddling the sky, cutting through the world in an instant, sitting high on the throne, overlooking detachment, detachment, if resisted, the iron law suppressed it."

"Even those who are detached and strong will be crushed by the flesh and blood suppressed by the iron law, and their spiritual thoughts will disappear."

"But now, it seems that something is different."

Zhao Taifeng's eyes gradually became deeper.

Staring at Fang Lang, he slowly said, "Or, Emperor Tang thought that relying on the divine mind of your girl child stored in the sword, with the help of the thousand-year-old Taoism of Dao Sect absorbed by the lotus sword, can suppress the old man. ?"

The veteran's voice was not loud, but in the end, it seemed like Thunder roared above the sky, bursting into every corner of the sky and the earth.

After that, his divine mind that had suppressed Chao Xiaojian before suddenly spread surgingly.

Stopping on the top of the mountain, the aura on his body began to thicken, like a black cloud stacking heaven and earth, shrouded incessantly!

The breath of Lao Dao is steady and peaceful, vast and expansive, like a brilliant scorching sun, hanging in the sky.

Vaguely, it seems to be between light and dark, causing celestial changes!

The old way is like climbing a ladder, climbing up the steps.

Between the sky and the earth, there is wind blowing, the wind whistling violently, flying sand and rocks, flying horizontally like a hidden weapon, but it is extremely calm, so that the old clothes and hair never fly.

In the void, Zhao Zhenshi, who was slashed with a sword, vomited blood and turned towards Xiaojian's face.

Huang Zhihe, who holds the hammer of thousands of iron swords, is also discolored.

It was a breath that made their heart palpitations and suppressed them so hard to breathe.

Just like a person, you can release a terrifying aura that changes the celestial phenomenon!

Chao Xiaojian was staring at him. At this moment, Zhao Taifeng was completely different from the aura he had faced before. It seemed to be completely unbound, unfettered, and detached from the world!

This is... detachment!

Beyond the world, every move can cause the world to change!

Fang Lang's pupils gave birth to a lotus, and stood silently, completely different from the aura of the old Tao that rose from the ground, like a sweeping movement of the heavens and the earth.

Fang Lang at this moment is like a leaf of duckweed facing a huge wave!

Within the sea of ​​knowledge.

Sitting cross-legged, Fang Lang raised his head, and he could clearly see the battle outside.

The Lianhui Sword absorbed the power of the Dao Mausoleum for thousands of years. At this moment, it crazily poured into Fang Lang's body, as if it turned into a star-like dense fog, causing Fang Lang's strength to soar for an instant. .

At this moment, it was not Fang Lang who was controlling the sword, but the Lotus Sword who was controlling Fang Lang.

However, Fang Lang could still feel the strength of that power, that was the heroic spirit of wanting to compare with Tiangong test!

This is Fang Lang. If he changes to an ordinary person and suddenly feels such a powerful force, he is afraid that he will be shocked and confused.

But Fang Lang is different. Fang Lang often uses the Leverage Card and is very adaptable to the skyrocketing power.

However, the old Taoist who stepped up from the top of the Great Dao Mausoleum and climbed to the sky is also extremely powerful.

"Langtuer, look well and study hard."

"What is time sword intent."

A calm voice resounded in Fang Lang's mind.

Then, in the night sky, Fang Lang, who was suppressed by the veteran Zhao Taifeng's ultra-defeating breath, moved as if he could not move.

He raised the sword in his hand, and the powerful background in the Lianhui sword vented out like flowing water.

But he saw that Fang Lang threw a sword at the old Dao that was suspended in the air and caused the changes in the sky.

The Lianhui sword shot out, Fang Lang raised his hand, like pinching the lotus seal, tapping on the hilt!

After that, Lian Huijian suddenly shot out!

Zhao Taifeng was suspended in the air, with a solemn expression on his face.

"You baby girl, as always rampant, if you really come in person, the old man will still be afraid of one or two, but a ray of divine will hidden in the sword, dare to be so presumptuous!"

"Despising detachment is a price!"

Zhao Taifeng's spiritual thought swept through, and then he held a fist in the void.

Behind him, hundreds of floating and sinking art formations suddenly rose up, and the power surging from the art formations gathered in a punch.

It was like countless rockets spewing forward, pushing the punch.

Burst out the power that is enough to smash the sky.

Om...

Everyone only felt the blazing light in front of them, and the giants formed by hundreds of floating and sinking art formations, standing like gods.

With a punch, it seemed to be a wave of landslides!

And the night sky.

The Lianhui sword that Fang Lang tapped out, galloped out at a not-so-fast speed, and fisted far away with the heavenly **** formed by that huge art formation.

The two shocking attacks are constantly approaching, approaching...

Suddenly.

A sword collided with that fist.

A sword intent that seemed to overflow, gushing out of the lotus back sword, swept across the sky.

Afterwards, with a punch of Zhao Taifeng, he retracted back in time, retracted...

Hundreds of art formations behind him were also slashed with one sword, back to the point where they had just condensed and were ready to go.

Time goes back to the moment before Zhao Taifeng punched.

But Lianhuijian ~www.ltnovel.com~ has skyrocketed.

Suddenly pulled a white light in the dark night!

While the veteran Zhao Taifeng's pupils were tightening, before his fist had not been thrown, he rushed forward and went towards his heart, wanting to penetrate his heart and come out through his body.

Zhao Taifeng turned his fist into his palm, and the punch he threw suddenly turned into a palm to grasp the sharp blade of the Lianhui sword.

The sharp sword energy cut Zhao Taifeng's palm, and blood flowed down the sword.

And the void.

Hitomi gave birth to a Fang Lang of a lotus, hunting in white clothes, floating in the air, and faintly spoke.

"Beyond, who isn't it?"

Afterwards, the slender fingers suddenly clenched.

The Lianhui sword held by Zhao Taifeng suddenly turned at a high speed, and the palm of Zhao Taifeng's grasping sword instantly exploded. The flesh and blood splashed out, and the blood that was thrown out looked like a blood-colored lotus blooming in the night sky.