Great Dao Ji

Buzz!

The loud sound resounded through the universe, and the sky was agitated like the sea. The strong wind roared like the tide, sweeping in all directions and blowing in all directions.

The earth-shaking explosion sounded in a flash, and the five-colored interwoven palm actually held the pagoda formed by the magical power in the palm as if it were real!

The giant palm was large and perfect. Under the interweaving of the five colors, its knuckles were like mountains, and the lines on it were like the gaps between mountains and rivers.

It was as boundless as the sky and as heavy as the earth.

Between the fingers and palms, it was like the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, all-encompassing and covering everything!

Five-colored divine light? !

In the strong wind that was enough to tear the void, Fan Wu's face twitched violently. He was not injured by the strong wind, but his heart was shaken and he couldn't control himself for a while.

The moment the five colors appeared, they completely occupied his perspective. What he saw was a sea of ​​five colors.

How could he not know the five-colored divine light?

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Great Zhou Taizu and others discussed the world's magical powers and selected the top ten magical powers of ancient and modern times. This five-color divine light was listed!

But except for the Great Zhou Taizu, no one else has really seen these ten magical powers.

Even if he traveled all over the four continents and four seas, stepped on the six heavens, went to the Taoist Palace, and climbed Mount Xumi, he had never really seen the king of the ten magical powers.

He never thought that the five-color divine light, which he had never seen once in the world tens of thousands of years ago, would be seen at this moment!

"Is it fortunate or unfortunate that the world is like this?"

With a palm, An Qisheng pressed down the giant tower that spanned the world, but he had no joy in his heart, and he didn't care about Fan Wuyi's shocked reaction. He just stared at the sky and sighed in his heart.

How can the Huangtian Realm be more than blessed by nature?

All realms are combined to serve a world, and the potential of this world is far greater than any world he has experienced.

Born in this world, people can practice cultivation, plants and trees can become spirits, animals and birds can become monsters, and even those who do not practice cultivation can live up to three hundred years.

The spiritual energy of this world is like air and spirit, which can deduce the evolution of all things. It also contains all kinds of Taoist spiritual charm, which is the medium of inheritance in this world.

From ancient times to the present, all laws and Tao.

Even if there is no successor and no text, anyone with high comprehension can understand the broken inheritance from the spiritual energy!

What the practitioners in this world swallow and cultivate is not just a wisp of spiritual energy, but the Tao and law in it are boundless!

Therefore, for those who are truly talented in this world, there is no bottleneck to practice the way of spiritual energy in this world.

Just like on the Xuanxing, the only thing that limits you from understanding all kinds of information is the quality of your own material.

It is also because of this that a wisp of spiritual energy that is vented into the lower world can completely subvert the inheritance of the human world, replace it, and distort the will of the entire human world!

Only when he really came into contact with the spiritual power of this world, did he understand why a man as powerful as Gu Changfeng, who possessed the magical power of the Tao, could not get rid of the poison of the spiritual power.

Because what he had to face was not only the distorted will of the human world, but also this spiritual power that could overturn the eternal sky.

The wisdom, magical power, and mystery of all the geniuses and heroes of the Huangtian Realm over the past billions of years, all races and spirits, the more talented the person, the more he could not extricate himself.

How could one person's amazing talent surpass all the talents of the past billions of years?

Even after coming into contact with the spiritual power, their own Tao and law would be inherited by the spiritual power!

Until the end, what they had to face was themselves and all the heroes of the past and present. How could they have a chance of winning?

The cultivation of the Huangtian Realm truly achieved the limit of "the predecessors planted trees for the descendants to enjoy the shade", and the ease of cultivation was far above the Wanyang Realm.

Unfortunately, success and failure were both due to the spiritual power.

Relying on the law of others, no matter how tightly you hold it, there will always be gaps. For ordinary people, it is naturally perfect, but for An Qisheng.

The loophole is too big.

"How could this happen?"

Fan Wuyi was shocked.

The moment the five-colored intertwined palms broke through the air and tore the light, and grasped his "Eight Treasures Pagoda" magical power, an indescribable force had completely enveloped him and the void.

This force came from nowhere, not from the outside to the inside, but from the inside to the outside, acting on any tiny part of the body!

It seemed that in the next moment, from the most subtle level, he would be completely wiped out from the world!

"Ah!"

An unprecedented huge shadow filled his mind, and under the indescribable oppression, Fan Wuyi completely exploded.

A low roar did not need to be transmitted through the void, and it had already resounded through the four poles of the universe, vast and boundless, shaking the mountains and rivers for tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

The mountains and rivers of tens of thousands of miles shook violently, countless mud and sand were shaken into the sky, and countless birds and beasts were frightened and fled wailing.

Above the many cities in the shaking, the light of the formation flickered several times, and countless people were terrified and didn't know what happened.

In the mountains, the practitioners in the world were also startled, and they looked from a distance, all of them were terrified.

It was so far away.

Gong Yangyan and others who were close at hand retreated again and again. Tu Ba was still better, but the big flower donkey's four hooves were weak and couldn't stand up.

The one-eyed little cat thrown into the mud had its hair standing up, and its body was trembling, and its one eye was full of fear and fear.

Buzz!

Under the giant palm, the Eight Treasures Pagoda that spanned between heaven and earth suddenly trembled with this low roar.

Divine light burst out, Buddhist sounds, Zen chants, dragon roars, and killing sounds. All eight sounds exploded at the same time, and all kinds of divine lights burned, boiling the sky for a while.

And what resounds earlier than all the sacred sounds is the lifelike statue of the god on the pagoda, which is like a mural!

Yakshas, ​​Asuras, Garudas, Devas, and Nagas.

They all stepped forward, raised their eyebrows, and stared angrily.

"Alive, really alive"

Seeing the huge tower buzzing, and the various divine shadows on it rising into the sky with magical powers, Gong Yangyan and others who looked at it from a distance were all shocked.

Lifelike and truly alive are two completely different concepts!

Although Gong Yangyan's cultivation level is not high, in the past few months, under An Qisheng's guidance, his level has improved tremendously. He can clearly see that the giant tower is simply the transformation of magical powers.

At this time, this immortal technique, or in other words, the various magical powers that make up this immortal technique, actually came to life!

According to legend, this kind of scene is also called ‘Dharma has its essence’!

A strong person cannot do anything illegal!

boom!

Click!

Buzz!

Zheng!

All kinds of divine sounds resounded.

One after another, figures soared into the sky, waving all kinds of magical weapons and Buddhist treasures, bursting out rivers of magical power that could tear the sky apart.

He wanted to bypass the five-color palm and directly kill the Taoist standing in the sky with his hands behind his back!

"It's all in vain"

An Qisheng lowered his eyes and sighed softly, and with a tremble of his five fingers in the air, he squeezed the Eight Treasures Pagoda into a divine light that filled the sky and threw it away.

Then, it pressed down horizontally.

The knuckles are like mountains, filling the heaven and earth, covering everything, and the mighty breath flows along with it, like the sky falling down, like the stars descending from the sky.

call!

The air roared.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the imagined shocking collision did not happen.

The palm that stretched across the long sky fell down gently, and the five fingers, as big as mountains and rivers, rose or fell, disappeared or struck. It did not look like a burst of supernatural power, but rather it was as if the heaven and earth were used as strings to compose a world-shattering music.

Just press down evenly.

The rays of Buddha's light, the roar of dragons, or the terrifying rivers of supernatural power disappeared silently between the five fingers and under the palm of the hand!

Even Gong Yang Yan and others, who were watching the battle without any distraction, did not see how the torrent of supernatural powers disappeared.

Even Brahma Wuyi, who bore the brunt of all the oppression, couldn't even see it!

"Five colors of divine light, brushing away everything"

Fan Wuyi's pupils contracted and expanded violently, and he had too many doubts in his heart, and too much unwillingness to vent them out.

But the downward movement of this palm seemed extremely slow, but it seemed to transcend time and space and was so fast that it was unimaginable.

Even if his divine will burned to the limit, he could only watch helplessly.

Looking at the yakshas, ​​asuras, garudas, devas, and dragons under the five fingers, they were as small as ants, like mosquitoes caught in a spider web.

First there was a tremor, and then, like the torrent of all kinds of magical powers, it disappeared into the palm of his hand.

Finally, everything went dark before his eyes, and the infinite darkness came down, completely submerging his world.

"Good one, the king of supernatural powers."

At the last moment, Fan Wuyi suddenly calmed down, and the sound of sadness drifted away with the wind, and disappeared in a few moments.

call!

Like a mountain, the knuckles are still hanging down, but their speed is even slower, and it only takes a few moments to reach the ground from the sky.

And as his palm prints fell to the ground, the sky was filled with surging clouds and strong winds, boiling and burning vitality, and ripples of divine light flying in all directions.

Even the earth, which was shaking like a drum head, calmed down.

Until the palm prints dissipated, everything was calm between heaven and earth.

call!

The last ray of strong wind disappeared into the palm of the hand with five fingers closed.

In the sky, An Qisheng lowered his eyes and looked down. The grass and trees on the thousands of miles of wasteland were flat. New soil was dug out of the hard and flat fields, and the earth dragons could be faintly seen wriggling in it.

The wilderness is still a wilderness, but the ancient city where it was originally disappeared without a trace as the bubble was popped, leaving no trace.

Only the chariot parked in the city was vaguely visible amid the dust.

"Ahem~~~"

In a messy wilderness, the ragged Gong Yangyan coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood and smiled bitterly as he looked at the damaged cassock.

He didn't care about the damage to his robes, and took three steps forward, crossing the void and arriving in front of An Qisheng.

"Door, the owner?"

Before looking at the ruins, An Qisheng reached out and picked up a handful of soil and let it flow from his fingers. Gong Yangyan was full of doubts and swallowed half of it:

"You, you killed him"

Gong Yangyan was worried.

The reason why Brahma Martial Arts is still able to maintain control over hundreds of millions of herdsmen even though it has been declining for tens of thousands of years, is by no means without foundation.

If this is really the remnant soul of Brahma Wuyi, the problem will be huge!

"If the obsession left by a manifested saint could be easily killed and wiped out, it wouldn't be able to wait until today."

Opening his palms flat and letting the sand between his fingers drift away with the wind, An Qisheng just lowered his eyes to his palms. A ray of light flickered, and it seemed that the city in his palms was looming:

"The Sumeru Mustard Seed method you use is too ordinary!"

I've been really slacking off these past few months, I'm sorry everyone.