Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The main road leads to Tianshan Mountain.

Dadao Mausoleum.

A big man in Jingjia took off into the air, as if engulfing thousands of troops and horses, the rolling clouds were all bloody.

As for the ancient stone steps above the Great Dao Mausoleum, the old Taoist stood quietly, his ancient and dilapidated Taoist robe drifting with the wind.

Zhao Taifeng's eyes flickered, and Dahan Jingjia's conversation with him plunged him into contemplation.

At this moment, the situation in the entire Dadao Mausoleum is changing, and there are strands of energy surging. With the surging, like a silk ribbon, it diffuses into Zhao Taifeng's body, letting Zhao Taifeng's spirit begin. Constantly recovering, the entire cloud and mist over the Tianshan Mountains are surging for it.

However, when this Qi machine returned to a node, it was naturally stuck and no longer impacted.

The pressure from the iron law that hovered over the city of Chang'an still existed.

He didn't dare to gamble, or rather, he didn't dare to gamble on this rare survival.

However, the appearance of this general Jingjia moved Zhao Taifeng's mind. What he can be sure is that there must be something wrong with Tie-Liu, but he can't be sure whether this problem is big or not, he can't be sure, he If you become this early bird, will you become the target of being Liwei?

Therefore, he dared not make a move, but the appearance of the big man Jingjia gave him an impulse and opportunity.

"Xuanyuan Taihua..."

"Datang..."

With eyes flickering, Zhao Taifeng stands tall on the mountain, the wind is blowing in the robe, and his figure is outlined.

Suddenly, Zhao Taifeng's eyes became extremely deep, and he looked at it as if looking through the endless void. His eyes saw through the layers of mist and looked at Linjiang City hundreds of miles away.

Ok?

What caused Zhao Taifeng's eyes to shrink slightly was that in Linjiang City, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers.

The Dao Sect’s disciples suffered countless deaths and injuries.

Although Zhao Taifeng and these Dao Sect disciples did not have a deep relationship, after all, they were Dao Sect disciples. These dead disciples were equivalent to Fang Lang's slap on the Dao Sect's face.

"This son... can't stay."

Zhao Taifeng's eyes recalled Fang Lang's sharp eyes, and he had no fear at all even in the face of his transcendence powerhouse.

There is an inexplicable sense of threat from the future, which comes from my heart.

"Monks watching the Buddha Sea..."

Zhao Taifeng squinted, and the next moment, raised his hand and suddenly twitched, his waist was bent, and the Taoist robe on his body suddenly tightened, like a twisted rope, suddenly relaxed, and there was a sound of breaking through the air.

Afterwards, inside the tomb of Dadao, there was a monument with no words, roaring and breaking the air waves, as if it was wrapped in an overwhelming force, and smashed towards Linjiang City!

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Linjiang City.

The fighting outside the city had already ceased.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the scenery in the city, especially the powerful ones of the Dao Sect, each of them looked tense, and their hands were always closed with a magic circle.

On the other hand, the strong of Jianshu Sect was much more relaxed, and everyone smiled with a sigh of relief.

Because the appearance of the Sea of ​​Buddhism is like a heavy bargaining chip, the weighing scale fell to the other side, and the old monk easily broke through the seventh stage and eighth stage of the Dao Sect. Condensed technique array.

This ability is enough to illustrate the strength of this old monk.

At this moment, the magic circle that blocked and wrapped Linjiang City was torn apart, and the terrifying blood surging out of Linjiang City was enough to explain the terribleness of this old monk with the martial arts.

The monks who watch the Buddha Sea are not only good at the art of spirituality and thought, they are also martial arts with unparalleled blood and blood. The name of Buddhism monk is very famous throughout the Tang Dynasty.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the gate of Linjiang City.

The old monk folded his palms together, and the blood on his body was surging, as if it had changed the color of the whole world.

And Fang Lang, who was covered in blood, quietly followed the old monk behind him.

Step by step out of Linjiang City.

The corpses were everywhere in the city. Li Yuanzhen and other Dao Sect disciples who had been defeated by confidence sat slumped on the ground, staring blankly at Fang Lang who had walked out of the city.

Nearly a thousand disciples of the Dao Sect besieged and killed Fang Lang, and in the end, he ended up with such a ridiculous end!

Fang Lang calmly followed behind the old monk.

The strength of the old monk is very strong, and Fang Lang can feel this from the pervasive vitality!

The old monk invited him to participate in the controversy over the sea of ​​Buddha and the pagoda.

Fang Lang just took this opportunity to participate and get out of Linjiang City.

Otherwise, it is indeed a bit difficult for Fang Lang to find a way to get out. Although Jianshu Sect is strong, before Xuanyuan Taihua's return, there is only one Chao Xiaojian in terms of high-end combat power, which may not be able to hold the Dao Sect with Zhao Taifeng. .

Therefore, it is a good opportunity to get out of the fight for the pagoda.

The light between the sky and the earth dimmed for an instant, and the breath of the old monk returned to calm.

The world was silent, everyone stared at Fang Lang and the old monk who had walked out of the city.

The powerful face of Dao Sect was extremely ugly.

"The master's move...what does it mean?"

Void in the distance.

Zhao Zhenshi blocked Huang Zhihe's attack and asked sharply.

The old monk smiled and folded his palms together: "The poor monk just wants to take the donor away."

"Fang Donor has an appointment with me to observe the Buddha Sea, and I have a request for the Fang Donor when I observe the Buddha Sea. Before that, I have watched the Buddha Sea to protect the safety of Fang Donor."

The old monk said lightly.

His voice is not loud, but there is no doubt about it.

"Have you forgotten the insult Xuanyuan Taihua brought to you when you watched the Buddha Sea?"

Zhao Zhenshi's face was extremely ugly.

Fang Lang was already a turtle in the urn, but he never thought that he would come out halfway to watch the Buddha.

"Amitabha……"

"Taihua Sword Immortal is just an insult to Dao Sect. I watch the Buddha Sea and Taihua Sword Immortal without grievances and enmity... even, it is very destined."

Old monk said.

Behind him, Fang Lang rolled his eyes, Master...you must have concentration.

Fang Lang could truly appreciate the charm of that cheap master.

The look on Zhao Zhenshi's face was extremely embarrassed and ugly.

The words of the old monk are not very harmful, but they are extremely insulting.

What is called insult is only the Dao Sect... Is the sword stuck in the sea of ​​Buddhism inserted into the loneliness?

The old monk just smiled and shook his head: "Xuanyuan Taihua stepped into the realm of transcendence with the enchanting posture of two hundred years of cultivation. The sword she left behind is such a treasure, and the sword intent contained on it is supreme. Treasures are the foundation of a power's inheritance."

"If the disciples under the sect can comprehend the true meaning of detachment from the sword, that would be a great opportunity and benefit."

"So, this is a gift left by the benefactor of Taihua, is it an insult?"

"Buddha said, you should be more open-minded."

The old monk continued.

Fang Lang was stunned. The Buddha said something like this.

Zhao Zhenshi's complexion was pale, but he didn't want to play with this old monk anymore. He was indeed just these monks who watched the Buddha, the sea, the sky, and the sky.

"Anyway, we must leave Fang Lang today!"

"This son killed hundreds of disciples of my Dao Sect, and slaughtered my Dao Sect for generations! This is an unforgivable grievance!"

"Shoot! Keep him!"

Zhao Zhenshi shouted!

As soon as the words fell, the Dao Sect powerhouses in front of the city gate shouted together.

Suddenly.

At the moment of the sky, there was a terrifying vibration resounding, and a stone monument broke through the air.

Like a speedboat gliding in the sea, rolling up gushing waves!

The air wave was emptied, as terrible as the pressure from a huge mountain coming from across the air!

Everyone's discoloration.

In the void, Chao Xiaojian, who was confronting Dao Sect Master Zhao Longshi, hovered endless sword lights around his body, frowning, and he naturally felt it from his cultivation level. It was Zhao Taifeng who made the move.

Zhao Zhenshi, who confronted Huang Zhihe, was even more delighted.

Before the city, the strong man of Jian Shuzong looked extremely dignified.

Wen Ting was holding a rapier, feeling the terrible asphyxiating oppression contained in the stele.

Worry appeared on his face.

The stone stele came from across the air, suppressing Fang Lang, like a big mountain, to suppress Fang Lang under it.

In the sword box behind Fang Lang, Lian Huijian seemed to feel the excitement, trembling slightly.

However, the energy above the stone tablet suddenly changed, and suddenly turned into a magic circle, which covered the sky and the sun, as if to seal the world.

Dao Sect’s best five-element art array has infinite transformations. At this moment, taking the soil as the master, it will naturally form a world of mountains and forbidden curse level art arrays, wanting to seal the trapped Fang Lang!

Because Lao Dao and Fang Lang stood very close, they were also shrouded in this magical formation.

The old monk wore a cassock, his palms folded together, his complexion was peaceful, and the ancient well was waveless.

Chanting a Buddha's name.

Suddenly, the old monk clenched his fist and slammed a punch at the stone monument that had been smashed down!

With a punch, every cell in his body was trembling, with blood gushing, and the golden luster rushed into the sky, behind it, turned into a thousand-handed Luohan!

It's as if Arhat hit the world of mountains and mountains with a punch!

This is the collision of the top combat power in the world of Datang!

At this moment, everyone's face changed.

Even Fang Lang was surprised. The strength of this old monk is terrifying!

In the distance, the little monk who was thrown down by the old monk was flushed with excitement, waving his fists in cheers!

A punch hits the stone tablet, the collision of blood and spirit is intertwined!

The power of Zhao Taifeng, a strong man in the transcendence realm, was actually consumed by the blood of the old monk. In the end, the old monk's legs and feet were slightly bent, and he drew a circle on the spot, supporting the stone tablet and smashing it to the ground.

The earth shook suddenly, as if the earth shook the mountain, and the four-meter-high stone tablet fell to the ground, as if it had plunged into the ground.

"Amitabha, the benefactor of too rich, has to forgive others and forgive others."

The old monk put his palms together and said.

The blood on his body subsided, like dead wood, inconspicuous.

But such an inconspicuous old monk blocked the blow of transcendence.

Hundreds of miles away.

Tongtian Mountain, Dadao Mausoleum.

Zhao Taifeng carried his hands on his back, his eyes deep.

His gaze spanned hundreds of miles, and he saw this old monk, this old monk who was not detached from the realm, but was adamantly resisting him.

Viewing the Buddha Sea is worthy of being a force that does not lose the Dao Sect.

This old monk is only one line away from detachment, or can cross the barrier of detachment at any time.

Zhao Taifeng did not continue to take action. There was this old monk who was defending Fang Lang. If it provokes the detached existence in the Sea of ​​Buddhism, it would not be a good thing for Dao Sect.

Reminiscent of what the iron-clad man planned.

Zhao Taifeng finally chose not to do it anymore.

"Fang Lang..."

"I have killed so many Dao Sect disciples, today's retribution will eventually be paid."

Zhao Taifeng whispered his lips.

But the voice was like Hong Zhong, spanning hundreds of miles, surging over Linjiang City.

In Zhao Taifeng's eyes, Fang Lang was weak and pitiful. He was only four-ranked, and even if he had many methods, he would not be in his eyes.

As for Fang Lang's talent, although it is good, when he becomes detached, the world...may have already changed drastically.

Fang Lang has no time to become a superpower.

In the eyes of Zhao Taifeng, they are all vulnerable to not being detached.

Fang Lang's **** clothes floated, revealing a faint sneer.

"Today's siege ceremony, we Fang Lang... remember."

"It will be doubled back in the future."

Fang Lang wiped the blood coat on his body and said seriously.

As Zhao Taifeng said, today's persecution will eventually be repaid!

The old monk, like a withered old wood, stretched out his hand and pressed it on Fang Lang's shoulder.

"Donor Fang, it's not too late, I'm waiting for the road."

Old monk said.

When the words fall, many powerful Dao Sects still want to stop them.

However, the old monk took Fang Lang and turned into a roaring golden dragon, surging through the forest like a ferocious python!

The violent wind and rocks are rolling endlessly, stirring up a thousand layers of rubble!

Many powerful masters of Dao Sect, no matter how dare to stop them, they withdrew their methods one after another, and their hearts were shocked.

This old monk...what exactly does it exist?

The strength is strong, I am afraid that it is the top ninth grade in the world, and it is only a line of detachment.

No one dares to stop, no one can stop!

Void.

Zhao Zhenshi, who played against Huang Zhihe, was extremely unwilling!

This time things were all led by him, but now so many disciples have died, even the best disciple of the Fourth Stage, An Fan.

As a result, Fang Lang escaped intact!

"Don't let this child leave like this, Patriarch, please do it!"

Zhao Zhenshi was unwilling.

He shouted for Zhao Taifeng to take action, but Zhao Taifeng seemed to be scrupulous and ignored it.

The old monk turned into a real dragon, swept across the official road outside Linjiang City, rolled up the cheering little monk, and then disappeared at the end of the horizon.

Countless sword lights fell, white hair flying towards the little sword, with hands on his back, and the toes seemed to light a leaf.

Zhao Longshi was in the clouds, no longer fiercely fighting against Xiaojian, just sighed.

Although the Patriarch Zhao Taifeng was detached, but...lack of courage, the longer he lived, the more he was afraid of death.

If Fang Lang is let go today, it will definitely become a major problem for the Dao Sect.

Huang Zhihe was panting like a dragon, and the countless iron swords behind him turned into a sword hammer, but he burst into laughter.

Today's move is really enjoyable!

Even Huang Zhihe never thought that this battle would actually come to an end in this way.

The strong man who observes the Buddha Sea will actually come to save Fang Lang.

Huang Zhihe imagined that there was a lotus wheel sword left by Xuanyuan Taihua inserted in the sea of ​​Guanfo. He thought it should be Xuanyuan Taihua's successor!

"As expected of Xuanyuan Taihua!"

Huang Zhihe was full of emotions, and the expression in his eyes became more and more admired and crazy.

Before the city, the experts of Jianshu Sect also breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Ting, Elder Ji and others all looked at Fang Lang disappearing in the wilderness, exhaling gently.

Subsequently, the disciples of Jian Shuzong no longer love fighting, and fade away.

In this battle, I thought that two sects would fight each other and many disciples would die, but it ended in this way. For Jianshu Sect, it was good news.

Of course, Daozong was angry.

After this battle, the generation of Dao Sect's fourth-rank realm was killed, which is enough to be called a great loss of vitality!

Linjiang City.

Everyone looked at, and the people were silent, and they all remembered the young man who killed one person in ten steps on the long street and turned into blood.

The Lord Wu and others in the Qianfei Pavilion looked at the young man who had broken the game and left in a daze.

Pavilion Master Wu even felt a little grateful, fortunate that they never offended this young man.

The young man walked out of the Qianfei Pavilion, hurled thousands of dollars, blew up the restaurant, and the scene of blood flowing into a river of killing, in their minds, seemed like an absolute resounding in their hearts.

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One after another, the homing pigeons and flying kites galloped out of Linjiang City and flew towards the Tang Dynasty in all directions.

The news is like the ebb and flow of the river, and the tide is surging in all directions.

Chang'an is shrouded in Feixue.

Snow fell in the imperial city, glazed gold tiles, covered with a thick layer of white snow.

The deep palace has a courtyard, which is evergreen throughout the year and rippling with blue waves.

Fei Kite spread her wings and fell into the hospital. A flexible handmaid took off the letter bag tied to Fei Kite's feet and took out the letter from it.

In the courtyard and pavilions, there is a shadow in the hanging curtain.

Concubine Pei's eyebrows were picturesque, and after reading the news in the letter, she couldn't help being surprised.

Jiang Linglong, who was sitting quietly next to her, listened to the maid's report, and couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief.

"This kid... really unexpectedly, he succeeded in breaking through the Dao Sect's encirclement and suppression."

"My palace intends to let Pei Liao go to rescue him."

Concubine Pei took a sip of hot tea and smiled, her frowns and smiles contained the ultimate charm.

The five princesses on the side also chuckled: "It is indeed an unexpected little guy."

The big stone on Jiang Linglong's heart fell to the ground, and his mood was relaxed a lot.

Concubine Pei glanced at her and smiled: "Now you can understand the sword intent with peace of mind?"

"Without distracting thoughts, you can better comprehend the sword intent... Ling'er, the little guy Fang Lang has already stepped into the fourth-grade sword mood. If you don't work hard, you may be completely left behind. Behind me."

Jiang Linglong immediately got up when he heard this, but also a little nervous and urgent: "Ling'er knows."

"Ling'er has grasped the essence of the sword intent of the Four Seasons, and will surely succeed in comprehension within two days."

"Auntie, if Fang Lang enters the Sea of ​​Buddha, there is no danger, right? I heard that Sovereign Taihua once defeated all the Buddhas in the Sea of ​​Buddha with a single sword. Will the Sea of ​​Buddha be disadvantaged by the other waves?"

Jiang Linglong asked his worries.

Concubine Pei did not answer, but the fifth princess smiled and said, "Sister Ling'er, don’t worry, if it is not bad, Master Ciyue who is watching the Buddha Sea personally took Fang Lang into the Buddha Sea, it should be for the upcoming stupa. "Struggle", Fang Lang is the name of foreign aid, participating in the battle of the pagoda."

"The Pagoda Controversy?" Jiang Linglong seemed to have heard of it vaguely, but he didn't understand it very well.

"The battle of the pagoda is a rule set by the Guanfohai and the demons and demons in the world of demons and demons. The descendants of the fourth rank and lower level will confront each other, and the relocation of the pagoda will be determined according to the victory or defeat."

"This dispute is about the peace in the area of ​​the Buddha's sea of ​​10,000 miles...it is indeed very important."

"Fang Lang killed An Fan, and the foreign aid quota naturally fell on Fang Lang."

The five princesses know many secrets.

"Competing against the geniuses of the monster world is actually a good opportunity for experience. It is a rare opportunity for ordinary people."

"Especially this time of the pagoda dispute, UU reading www.uukānshu.com is very important. It is said that the demon saints and demons will go to war. Guanfohai has little hope for this pagoda dispute. Even the introduction of foreign aid Fang Lang is just a last resort."

"The demon saints and demons of the demon race all possess the sacred bone talents, and are more enchanting than Xuanyuan Taihua when he was young. If Fang Lang fights against them, his chances of winning are slim."

"As for safety, there is no need to worry. There are top powerhouses in the sea of ​​surpassing the realm of Buddhism. Even if the battle for the pagoda is defeated, they can retreat with their whole body."

The words of the fifth princess made Jiang Linglong nodded thoughtfully, but he felt more pressure in his heart.

After all, if Fang Lang goes through the pagoda dispute, she is afraid that her strength will not weaken again, then she might really be completely thrown down by Fang Lang.

Unconsciously, Fang Lang and her actually opened the gap.

Jiang Linglong hurriedly got up, and continued to work hard after leaving.

Concubine Pei and the fifth princess looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.