Ferry Spirit Saga

All things can understand the artistic conception in time. The most common artistic conception is the artistic conception based on the five behaviors. Whether it's thunder, sword, sun, moon, stars, or black phoenix, in the final analysis, it belongs to the five elements.

Beyond the five elements, such as soul, cause and effect, reincarnation, life and death, time... These artistic conception are more ethereal, and ordinary people can't touch it all their life.

The former is called real artistic conception, and the latter is called virtual artistic conception.

There is no strong or weak distinction between the two. Any kind of Avenue is extremely terrible when it comes to the extreme, but the role of virtual artistic conception is more peculiar and often makes people unable to prevent. Unless it comes to the extreme, the role of virtual artistic conception often exceeds that of real artistic conception.

In the virtual artistic conception, time and space are the two most mysterious roads. This part of the law is the supreme principle of heaven, which is covered by heaven and not allowed to be touched by friars.

Any monk who can understand time and space is a great power.

One of the immortal emperors in Shenyu, the sky crossing Immortal Emperor, mastered the law of space, waved and could split space and create a completely different world.

Among the four ancient tribes, there are few artistic conception of time and space, which is very difficult for even the descendants of dukong Immortal Emperor to understand.

Xu Xian's finger is mixed with the power of space, and there is an extremely weak time artistic conception in it!

Friars like Xu Xian naturally can't master the laws of time and space. The problem lies in the art. There are many kinds of art methods of time and space. It's extremely difficult to use them. People who don't understand the artistic conception can hardly use them.

Unless it is a middle-level figure of dukong Immortal Emperor, the godless skill created by him has been comparable to the way of heaven, which can be used by future generations to ignore the shackles of the way of heaven. There are also some holy figures who have reached the peak in their respective fields and can also create a skill no less than the art of emperor.

In other words, Xu Xian's technique now may be godless!

But the problem is, the magic that contains the power of time and space at the same time... I've never heard of such a person.

The drunkard old man took a sip of wine and suddenly said with a smile, "you don't regret your chess. It seems that your golden guard isn't so easy to get back."

In such a moment, Xu Xian's figure has disappeared in situ. With the blessing of cloud Qingmiao's weak water, the art of kunyou has reached the extreme!

Xu Xian's body now has no human cultivation system, but a pure holy family. It is more convenient to use Kunpeng's skill.

Chess does not regret is more surprised, Xu Xian's side, an illusory Kun walks through the water.

This shock made him unforgettable for a long time.

Huanglong immortal all grew up and said, "the inheritance of Kunpeng saint in the Holy Land! What cards does this son have!"

"Good boy! That's the idea!" after such a momentary pause, Xu Xian was close to the broken Jin Jiawei. His arm was covered with white scales and grabbed the broken upper body of Jin Jiawei.

Chess did not regret. At the moment, he pressed down the shock in his heart, smiled and scolded. In a flash in his hand, Xu Xian hurried to an incomparably vast force, directly dispersed the weak water on him, and the skill of Kun swimming disappeared.

However, Xu Xian also retreated quickly at this moment, grabbed the other half of Jin Jiawei's upper body, put it away directly and returned to the palace.

Chess does not regret. Looking at Jin Jiawei, who has only recovered half, he doesn't know how to calculate. He has lived for tens of thousands of years. Today, he suddenly found that the background of these younger generations is harder than himself one by one?

Heihuang family, dragon and tiger world, descendant of Youming emperor, here comes another inheritor of Kunpeng Saint

Huanglong immortal smacked his mouth: "the inheritance of Kunpeng saint is now in the world. Sure enough, the saint is not dead."

"This boy doesn't have the magnanimity of Kunpeng Saint Zun. He still needs to be honed." Qi doesn't regret touching his beard. He doesn't realize that he didn't abide by martial virtue first. He lost his wife and broke his army again.

There was only one Jin Jiawei left. Xu Xian and Yun Qingmiao joined hands to break the layers of immortal patterns. Jin Jiawei stopped for a moment. Xu Xian went away with his sword. This time, he sacrificed the blood of the tip of his tongue, and the whole sword body was red!

Chess doesn't regret. As soon as you draw the corner of your mouth and wave your hand, you will take back this golden armor. Although it is a failed product of immortal armor, it is still much more expensive than ordinary golden armor. If it is damaged, the repair cost is not small.

But Xu Xian had been prepared for a long time. Another point is that the body fixing technique imprisons space, and even time is frozen for a moment. However, the cultivation of chess without regret surpasses Xu Xian too much, and the preparation can not have the slightest impact.

"Can't afford to play?" Xu Xian suddenly shouted to the sky. He didn't believe that he could lose face as the person opposite.

Jin Jiawei paused for a moment in the air. Xu Xian felt a move in his heart and thought his exciting method had worked.

But a moment later, a voice of old came from the sky, which had a kind of vicissitudes and wisdom of the old man.

"Yes."

After that, Jin Jiawei disappeared.

Xu Xian was so sulky that he almost didn't come up. Yun Qingmiao couldn't help smiling. This is undoubtedly a strong man, but the strong man's personality is really

"We've lost all our faces." Huanglong immortal looked at the chess with a red face and a heart, and shook his head.

Chess doesn't regret that he knows what is wrong and doesn't speak. He lowers his head and studies the chessboard.

"You! Good! You forced me!"

Xu Xian's eyes flashed and turned to move on. Yun Qingmiao continued to wrap the palace with weak water, but several palaces suddenly dropped immortal light, which blocked the weak water exerted by Yun Qingmiao. It's not that the weak water is not strong, but that there is a big gap between Yun Qingmiao and the caster.

I can't afford to play.

Qibu regretted stabilizing the important layout by means, raised his eyelids and said to Huang Long and the old drunkard, "don't tease me. The overall situation here can't be broken. I can't afford the responsibility."

Xu Xian moved everything she could. There was not even a tile or an ordinary wild flower left. She wanted to dig three feet into the ground. Her place was like a plague of locusts.

This time, let alone Xu Xian's fire in her heart, the anger of chess without regret also came up.

Just at this moment, a sneaky figure appeared on the chessboard. At the moment of distraction, Zhao Wudi also met with a Jin Jiawei. At the moment of struggle, Zhao Wudi's Hunyuan Ruyi bag finally succeeded in practice.

The furious thunder directly flew the fragments approved by Jin Jiawei. At the moment, it is skillfully moving Jin Jiawei's array eye.

"Grandma, this iron pimple is really fucking hard!" Zhao Wudi vomited a breath of aura into his hands, took out a black fold and pried it hard.

Qi didn't regret. He was angry and raised his hand to take Jin Jiawei away, but Zhao Wudi felt sensitive. The mixed yuan Ruyi bag in his hand instantly released thunder and thought of the sky bombardment.

Zhao Wudi is not in a good mood now. All his treasures have been eaten away by that bastard. Now it's hard to see a good baby. Even if the heavenly king Lao Tzu comes, Zhao Wudi will eat two liang of his meat!

"Grandma, if anyone dares to touch Lao Tzu's things today, I'll curse him for giving birth to a son without skin eyes!"

The voice fell, and the sky suddenly became silent. An invisible majesty seemed to oppress Zhao Wudi's heart.

Boom

A mass of lightning came out. Zhao Wudi's scalp was numb. It was a lightning that Huachen dare not encounter!

"You... Your grandmother's, really?"