Great Dao Ji

Qing Wuju looked at him coldly.

At the end of the thousand-mile canyon smashed out by the giant elephant, in the swirling airflow and the chariot with imitated lines, the old scholar slowly opened his eyes.

"Back then, the Peacock King wielded the five-color divine light and roamed the world. He was almost as famous as the Master, but naturally he was not as good as him."

The old scholar coughed lightly, first glanced at the fainting white elephant in the canyon chasm that looked like ruins, and then glanced at Qing Wujue, who was standing in the sky with his hands behind his hands.

His eyes just fell on the barren mountain not far away, and his tone changed imperceptibly: "Fellow Taoist, you are a knowledgeable person!"

"As expected of a contemporary Confucian sect master, he was able to wake up so quickly after being hit by the 'Great Dragon-Destroying Divine Palm' from his half-dead body.

It is a pity that the vast river of Confucianism has been lost. If not, we can take this opportunity to see which of the two holes is taller! "

Qing Wuju said coldly, but his eyes ignored the old scholar on the Yuan Xiangwen embroidery car and looked at the end of the canyon:

"Who is your Excellency?"

On the top of the barren mountain that was stained red by the blood of the white elephant, there was a young man sitting cross-legged.

His five hearts were pointing towards the sky. Under his Taoist robe, his body was even a little thin, and his clothes were flying as the air flow roared.

There is no magic, no vision, he seems to be just an ordinary Taoist.

However, under the calm appearance, Qing Wuju could clearly sense that the Taoist was shining.

Extremely pure divine light flickers and circulates in every detail of his body, intertwining vertically and horizontally, like a magical formation that has never been seen before.

It seems that there are all kinds of magical powers coming together.

Its spine is like a dragon about to soar into the abyss. When it trembles slightly, the surrounding heaven and earth are trembling slightly.

And with the convergence of all the divine light, his pair of eyes, two colors intertwined, slowly turning, leaking out a light that made his heart palpitate.

Those pair of eyes were deep and deep, as if they contained a sea of ​​stars and contained a vast ocean. Wherever their eyes went, the roaring dust airflow for thousands of miles around slowly calmed down.

He looks like a human, an immortal, a devil, and a demon, and his aura is as high as the sky. Not only can we not see the depth of his cultivation, but also what kind of Taoism he practices!

Even if this person hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have even noticed his presence.

"Where did the master come from?"

Qing Wusu's eyes flickered, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

Although the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty is huge, the number of people above the Yuanshen is only a hundred or so. This is accumulated over more than 30,000 years since the founding of the country.

Although I haven't traveled around the world for a long time, I have never heard of any new masters of Yuanshen in recent years.

"call!"

Like a tide of blood that dyed half of the barren mountain top red, An Qisheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, blowing away the strong smell of blood among the mountains.

Between the opening and closing of his eyes, there is himself and the world.

"Master."

The frightened Gong Yangyan felt relieved. For some reason, his fear had disappeared. It seemed that as long as the sect master was in front of him, there was no need to be afraid.

I completely forgot that I was almost scared to death on the spot.

"What a huge bait."

Feeling the huge change that was almost like a complete rebirth, An Qisheng sighed in his heart. There was no joy, but more heaviness.

The Imperial Heaven Realm has a long heritage and is far superior to the human world, even to the Yuanyang Realm. The reason is because of spiritual energy!

Since the dawn of inspiration, from ancient times to the present, the understanding and summary of all living beings are contained in the aura of this inspiration.

Even if the inheritance is not written in words and is not passed on to future generations, anyone with a high level of understanding can understand the broken inheritance from the inspiration!

Because of this, a ray of spiritual inspiration vented into the lower world can completely subvert the inheritance of the human world and replace it, distorting the will of God in the entire human world!

Huangtian's spiritual power is by no means just a power that transcends the ordinary world. The Tao and Dharma contained in it are boundless!

Breathing in and out of inspiration not only strengthens oneself, but can also ‘enlighten’ magical powers from it!

Such a temptation, who can refuse it to anyone who is determined to seek the truth?

At this moment, An Qisheng's understanding of the world of this world has been greatly improved. This kind of personal experience is far more than what can be compared with watching from the sidelines.

"Who are you anyway?"

Qing Wuju spoke again, thousands of miles away, the color of the sky had changed, and with his thoughts, rolling thunder came from all directions.

The momentum that had never calmed down instantly climbed to an extremely high level!

Already, angry.

"When asking someone for their name, you should always tell them your family name first."

An Qisheng responded calmly, but his eyes fell on the chariot pulled by Lin Baimei not far from the mountain:

"The old gentleman is in a lot of trouble."

The old scholar was very old and seemed to be supernatural, but in his eyes, there was a pure light.

That is not the divine light of cultivation, but the light of the soul that manifests from the extremely high level of spiritual cultivation.

This was the first time he had seen such pure spiritual light since he came to this world.

"Hong, Taoist Hongxuan?!"

Before the old scholar could react, Lin Baimei, who came back to her senses, felt as if she had been struck by thunder. She looked at An Qisheng with incredible eyes.

A moment ago, he was still wondering which master took action, but he never expected that the person who made the noise was actually Taoist Hongxuan!

This, how is this possible?

Lin Baimei suddenly felt a little dazed in her heart, and felt that the world in front of her seemed to have become strange.

Yuan Xiang, an old Confucian, a great monk at the level of Yuan Shen Dharma, that’s all.

How could this Taoist Hongxuan do this?

"Trouble, naturally it's not a big deal, it's just"

The old scholar sighed: "I've been hunting geese all day, but I never thought I'd be pecked in the eye by a swallow today? Since you've spoken up, I guess you don't mind taking action once?"

"Hahaha!"

Before An Qisheng could answer, Qing Wujiu had already laughed out loud, his voice booming with anger, "Zeng San, do you really think such an unknown person can stop me?!"

Boom!

The sound wave was like thunder, exploding in the sky.

In the raging wind, Qing Wujiu just stepped on the ground, raised his drooping hand again, and pressed:

"If you want me to introduce myself, then remember it!"

In an instant, endless dark clouds rolled in.

In just a moment, the original clear sky and rising sun had been reversed, turning into a deep night sky where you couldn't even see your fingers!

Crack!

Thunder and lightning were running, as if a long dragon was flying in the sky, as if the sky was angry!

The wind and clouds changed color when he was angry!

At this moment, Qing Wujiu burst out with his extremely powerful Yuanshen without reservation, stirring up the spiritual void of thousands of miles.

Lin Baimei, Wang Xuangan, Gong Yangyan, and Yu Xuan and others in the mountains were all shocked and wanted to retreat, but suddenly they felt that the void around them became solid.

They couldn't move forward or backward!

He looked up again.

Above the sky filled with rolling dark clouds, the giant hand that seemed to hold the world in it flowed down again!

This hand was as big as the sky falling, and when the five fingers flicked, the void and the world were all making unbearable groans.

Slowly pressing down, thousands of miles away, the earth was already like a dragon turning over, the soil rolled, and the hurricane roared.

Between the mountains covered by shadows, there were countless birds and beasts wailing and screaming, desperate and terrified.

Even the monsters watching the battle from afar in the mountains were horrified.

However, whether it was Wang Xuangan and others, or the monsters watching the battle, or even the airflow and dust within a range of ten thousand miles.

At the moment when this palm pressed down, they were all locked in the void!

No matter how horrified and shocked they were, they could only watch the giant palm pressing down!

It seemed that they could only close their eyes and wait for death!

In this palm, Qing Wujiu did not hold back, and the momentum was even greater than when he suppressed Yuanxiang before.

"Kill you! King Wuwang, Qing Wujiu!"

The endless and sharp voice of dominance resounded through the sky.

Being ignored again and again, Qing Wujiu was completely furious. As soon as he made a move, he used the immortal art of the ten great magical powers, the 'Great Dragon God Palm', which made him famous!

This magical power, according to legend, was created by the ancestor of Wuwanghai, who saw the body of the candle dragon, the king of the three beasts of the sky, in a desperate place.

Even in today's Nanzhan, it is still one of the top immortal arts!

It is said that if one reaches the highest level of cultivation, one palm can even tear apart time and space, spanning the ancient and future, and wipe out all past, present and future lives!

Qing Wujiu has not yet cultivated to that level, but the power of this palm is enough to destroy mountains and rivers and shake the stars.

Looking south, the land of thousands of miles is much heavier than the stars in the sky.

Huhu~,

On the top of the barren mountain where the endless storm is sweeping, An Qisheng, who is staring at the changes in his magical powers, has no joy or sorrow, but slowly closes his eyes:

"Not bad magical powers."

Hula~

It seems that there are rivers and rivers, and the sky is flowing backwards. The sound of the huge water flow overwhelms the roar of the thunder dragon running in the sky, and it rings in everyone's ears.

Lin Baimei and others couldn't help but look.

Under the sky covered by dark clouds, the figure of the Taoist has long disappeared, and only one after another of the faint stars suddenly light up!

At first, the color is light, and then it becomes bright.

It seemed to decorate the night sky with a starry sky.

"No, how is it possible!"

Somewhere in the mountains, Yu Xuan's face suddenly changed, and there seemed to be a divine fire in his pupils.

A huge wave was set off in his heart!

Where are the stars?

It is clearly the acupoints in the body of the Taoist who lit up!

The sound of the surging sea and river was the sound of the Taoist's blood flowing!

This scene is too familiar!

Because, the 'Great Zhou Divine Martial Arts' they practiced is like this!

But, but the 'Great Zhou Divine Martial Arts' came from the previous dynasty, and it is flawed and cannot be cultivated into a primordial spirit.

This person, this person.

"Hahaha! I wonder why I can't see the method you practice."

Yu Xuan and others were shocked. In the sky, Qing Wujiu was no longer hesitant. In the laughter, the palm of his hand that was not released was already in the movement of the earth and the sky.

He slapped it with a bang:

"So, it's a side door! Hahaha."

Boom!

A thunderous explosion suddenly rose from the ground and penetrated the body!

An Qisheng opened his eyes again, and two rays of divine light shot up into the sky like a sky sword, illuminating the sky, as if to tear the night sky apart:

"You said, unorthodox ways?!"

Like a volcanic eruption, and like the sun falling to the ground!

The horror was even greater than the terrifying blood and energy that Yuan Xiang had exploded with all his strength before. In an instant, it completely illuminated the world and filled everything in sight!

"Such blood and energy."

Qing Wujiu's laughter stopped abruptly, and a strong sense of foreboding suddenly arose in his heart, but before he could think about it.

The endless and gorgeous purple-gold light in front of him had completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a palm with slender knuckles, as crystal-clear as jade, but with five colors intertwined and flowing!

What is that? !

"Who is it?!"