Great Dao Ji

The looming moon hangs in the cold snow in the north wind.

In the faint light of the moonlight and the reflection of the snowflakes, the crudely made raft floated over, its speed was neither slow nor fast, but it instantly attracted the attention of everyone including Wu Er and Lin Weibai.

It was an old man whose age could not be seen. He had a hunched back, white hair and white eyebrows, but he did not look old at all, but exuded the vitality of the rising sun.

His face was ruddy, his eyes were deep, and he had an aura as heavy as a mountain and as vast as the sea.

An old man?

Middle-aged?

Or a young man?

For a moment, none of the monks could tell what kind of person he was.

‘Who is this person? ’

Lin Weibai and Dao Nu were in doubt, and frantically searched for information about the two in their minds.

But nothing was found.

They couldn't remember when they had offended such an old man, and they had never seen such a person in Dingtian City or even in the entire Dingtian Mansion!

Who is this person? !

Why is he so murderous?

Whoosh~

In the night wind, An Qisheng slowly raised his head, and the light under his white eyebrows reflected all the people in the entire river, without exception, and no one could escape.

Changing his body was naturally no problem for him, and he couldn't come out to see people as a child.

After all, if his strength was placed on a child under one year old, the waves that would be caused would be very, very big.

Because even in the Wanyang Realm, there has never been such a powerful "baby" in the past 30 million years.

Dao Nu, Lin Weibai, and Wu Er

Many people in Lanshui City have seen these people, and even if they haven't seen them, the aura of these three people is also outstanding among these hundreds of people, which can be seen at a glance.

Especially Wu Er, the first master of Jingyang Mountain, has a fierce aura. Even from dozens of miles away, he can already feel the arrogance coming towards him.

This person's arrogance is deep in his bones, and his cold eyes do not hide any of his emotions.

And he also has his capital for arrogance.

Since he came to this world, Wu Erlang is the strongest person he has ever seen. He is one level higher than Lan Shuixian. He has condensed the "Tai Sui body" and is far from being comparable to Yu Qianshan who has been possessed for forty years.

"This old guy"

Wu Erlang raised his eyebrows slightly. He was clear-minded and clearly sensed a hint of crisis.

But after seeing his appearance clearly, he was relieved.

There has always been a saying in the world that "it is better to bully the young than the old man". Young people may have great potential in the future, but these old guys may have it now.

Especially in the cultivation world, the old guys who have lived a long life are not easy to deal with.

"Lin Weibai?"

Question, but in a positive tone, An Qisheng's eyes fell on Lin Weibai.

"Who are you?"

Lin Weibai's calm face could not be maintained, and his fingers holding the armrest were already tense.

Master!

Another master!

Wu Erlang was arrogant, and those who could be considered masters by him must not be ordinary people. In fact, the aura of the person who came was dim, and it was obvious that he was not a weak person.

How could he offend such a master?

Zhang Zheng Zheng Zheng~

Compared to the oppression of Wu Er's aura, An Qisheng's murderous intent was not concealed.

Under the murderous aura, many masters of the Lin family also drew their swords, and the intention of killing and fighting immediately frightened the guests and prostitutes who were still in a daze around them.

For a while, they fled in embarrassment and did not dare to stay at all.

Fortunately, Tianding Country, or the entire Wanyang Realm, is full of martial arts. Even those who have not embarked on the path of cultivation have some boxing skills.

At this time, they fled in a panic, scattered in a huff, just like ducks returning home.

"Wu Er?"

An Qisheng ignored him, his eyes fell on the black-armored man with a flaming breath: "There is no need to distinguish between first and last, whoever kills, it belongs to him."

"You are so old, and you still want to fight with me?"

The black-armored man narrowed his eyes, then smiled, his voice broke through the waves and rolled in, and the mighty sound waves hit all directions: "Then come!"

The two just looked at each other from a distance, and it seemed that they had already known each other's intentions, and reached a consensus in a short sentence.

It seemed that they were about to take action in the next moment.

"Wu Er, old thief!"

The atmosphere was about to explode, Lin Weibai finally tore off his mask and let out a ferocious roar: "Everyone, take action, at any cost!"

Boom!

Almost at the moment when Lin Weibai let out a long howl, all the Lin family masters who were protecting him had already made their moves, with swords and knives out, like dead soldiers, attacking An Qisheng and Wu Erlang on both sides.

Clang clang clang clang~

The swords whistled, the knives were like a forest, the blood was rolling, and the tides rose and fell.

These people were masters cultivated by the Lin family from generation to generation, and they spent huge resources to cultivate them. Except for a few who were like Lin Gou who had refined their bodies, most of them had already condensed their spirits!

This time, they attacked with the heart of burning everything together.

The sound of swords and knives was not as fast as their killing moves!

If someone watched from a high altitude, they would see that the masters were divided into two groups, walking in the air together, pulling out more than a hundred sonic boom clouds that were tens of miles long, and blatantly killing An Qisheng and Wu Erlang!

"Second Master, take care."

The black-clothed knife slave took a deep look at Lin Weibai, turned his body, and came first, sweeping across the swords and shadows of dozens of people, and the black knife held by five fingers cut the air in the night.

He was the first to kill An Qisheng!

He condensed the Yin Snake Dharma Body and was most sensitive to crises. As early as when the two appeared one after another, he had already discovered that the most terrifying crisis did not come from Wu Erlang, but from the mysterious man with white hair and white eyebrows!

He had a vague feeling that if he escaped this time, Wu Erlang would not make a move again, but this white-haired mysterious man was different. He would chase him to death!

Therefore, he stepped across the sky and did not attack Wu Erlang, who looked stronger on the surface, but killed An Qisheng.

He could sense the terror of An Qisheng, and knew that even if he took the lead, he would have only one chance to make a move.

After that, he would not be able to make a move again, whether he was dead or alive.

Therefore, with a low roar, his blood boiled, and his bones seemed to disappear in an instant. With a squeeze, he turned into a boneless snake.

The speed of the black long sword suddenly increased tenfold. Only one person swung it, and the sword light pulled out seemed to fill the entire night!

It blocked An Qisheng's body, as if to block every angle of his pursuit.

"Sword slave!"

At the same time, Lin Weibai gritted his teeth, shook his feet, and broke through the cabin with a bang, disappearing on the spot, avoiding the direct lock of the two people's eyes.

Escape directly, without any drag!

Roar~

And at the moment when the sword slave killed An Qisheng, a roar like the roar of an elephant dragon sounded among the group of dead soldiers who killed Wu Erlang.

A man in black let out a long howl.

The whole person swelled up like an inflatable, blood boiling, outlining a dragon-like and elephant-like monster, and directly killed Wu Erlang.

True dragon-elephant!

According to legend, this is a monster born from the intercourse of a dragon and an elephant. Its pure physique even exceeds that of a dragon and an elephant. It is a top-notch true-form diagram!

The only flaw is that this true-form diagram does not have a subsequent method of spiritual condensation. Even this dragon-elephant true-form diagram itself has not been passed by anyone.

It is suspected that the most core thing is missing, so that practicing this method can only stay in the true form forever, and there is no possibility of achieving enlightenment in one realm.

But under various restrictions, this dragon-elephant true form is the top among all the true-form diagrams in Dongzhou. Its pure physique can even be comparable to some of the legendary peerless true-form diagrams.

"What a loyal dog, it's a pity that you didn't condense into the true form of a dragon elephant"

Hearing the faint sound of the sword in the void, Wu Erlang's eyes moved slightly, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji that was on his side was just raised.

Carelessly chopped!

Boom!

The air waves were surging and rolling, and the halberd pressed down horizontally, like a meteor falling into the river, instantly stirring up thousands of pounds of river water.

But the countless river water did not scatter in all directions, nor did it rush into the sky.

It seemed to be affected by some huge and incomparable pulling force, rushing towards the Fang Tian Hua Ji at a terrifying speed that broke the sound barrier!

"Ah!"

Almost at the same time, the dozens of people who killed Wu Erlang all felt the huge and terrifying pulling force, as if there was a black hole in front of them, and any resistance collapsed.

In a way that seemed extremely weird to anyone, he crashed into the Fang Tian Hua Ji, as if committing suicide!

Hiss!

Blood flowed like flying sand.

Wu Erlang held his halberd in front of him, and stepped forward step by step, his steps calm and indifferent. The many dead warriors who rushed over were killed by the Fang Tian Hua Ji one after another.

So cruel, so irresistible.

For a moment, all the people fleeing on both sides were horrified, looking at the tall figure holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji, as if they saw the devil in the world!

Wu Erlang raised his eyebrows, but his eyes suddenly shrank.

Both ears stood up, and with a "snap" sound, they closed tightly.

Just before Wu Erlang made a move, the dozens of spiritual dead warriors also burned with blood, and followed the knife slave to launch a desperate attack on An Qisheng.

They seemed to have no fear, and did not spare their bodies at all. They made a life-and-death move and swept across with the most crazy posture.

The murderous intent filled the night, which was even colder than the howling north wind.

Huhu~

An Qisheng sat cross-legged on the raft with a calm expression.

More than half a year, which seemed insignificant to many people, was enough for An Qisheng to completely adapt to this world.

Adapt to this world of martial arts.

He was still in his true form, but his true form had already reached the third level, which was equivalent to the strength of the ‘transformed body’ in this world!

His physique had undergone the most drastic transformation since he had lived two lives and crossed four realms!

In just half a year, his physique and physical strength had surpassed any time before!

Facing these many spiritual monks, he was no longer moved at all.

Huhu~

An Qisheng had a calm expression until the murderous intent rolled in like a tide, then he slowly opened his mouth and spit out a byte:

"Get out!!!"

Huhu~

The moment this word was spit out, it was like spitting out the most terrifying thunder.

No, this is no longer something that thunder can describe, it's as if the most terrifying storm in the universe and the starry sky was compressed to the extreme and spit out with his mouth!

Boom!

The void trembled, the air flow boiled, and a white mist visible to the naked eye seemed to ignite the void, bursting out with substantial divine light.

The sound waves were rolling.

In an instant, the entire Yueyou River was boiling, and countless waves rushed up to the sky. It seemed that this river, which was wide enough to accommodate hundreds of pleasure boats, stood up in the roar!

Horror!

Horror!

All the people who had already escaped to the shore looked back inadvertently and saw an indescribable shock wave of horror, as if thousands of ancient beasts were running and trampling around at the same time.

"I"

The knife slave, who was burning with blood and bursting with all means, felt a pain in his ears, his eyes went black, and he was submerged by the sound wave.

As early as the moment An Qisheng opened his mouth, he had already felt a huge crisis, but it was useless.

At the moment the sound wave exploded, he didn't even have the strength to resist, and was directly shattered by a sound, and his body was gone!

However, that sound wave did not seem to weaken too much. Suddenly, it had already met the many dead warriors of the Lin family who had used many means, summoned all the spiritual images, and squeezed all the blood and energy to launch an attack!

Rumble!

The mountains and rivers changed color, and the rivers boiled.

Large areas of swords and swords collapsed, and those fine magic weapons were instantly eclipsed, and were shaken into pieces together with the swords and swords.

And the many dead warriors of the Lin family were shattered on the spot without a pit, turned into a ball of blood mist, and were drowned by the terrifying air waves raised by the fierce sound waves.

Blown away without a trace!

With a loud roar, all the dead warriors of the Lin family were killed, including a "God-transforming" cultivator who condensed the "Dharma Body"!

Shock!

The sound waves rumbled and spread, shaking the minds of all the people on both sides of the strait, their eyes blackened, and their hearts were extremely horrified.

And all this is not over yet.

After the sound wave burst and killed all the dead soldiers, it seemed to have a spirit and brought countless strong winds and airflows together.

The invisible sound wave airflow naturally turned into a substantial divine sword, and at the moment when Wu Erlang closed his ears, paused, and his pupils shrank.

The sword cut open the riverbed that was briefly exposed to the sky due to the countless rivers surging up to the sky, revealing Lin Weibai who was escaping madly under the riverbed dozens of feet away!

Hualala~

Millions of pounds of river water hit down like waterfalls, and Lin Weibai, whose face was pale but could not move as if struck by lightning, was drenched in cold.

He felt an indescribable murderous intent locking him tightly, leaving him nowhere to hide and daring to escape again.

Because there was nowhere to escape!

As the river water 'crackled' like rain, Lin Weibai took a deep breath, walked out of the riverbed, looked at An Qisheng with an extremely ugly face, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Who are you?!"

An Qisheng still sat cross-legged on the raft, letting the waves roll over and the air flow turbulent, standing still like a mountain. After hearing the words, he thought for a while and uttered the name of this body:

"Yuan Yang."

The third update is over, good night everyone. I recommend a book, "Mysterious Resurrection" by Buddha, I think it should be very good, if you are interested, you can go and have a look.