Miraculous X-Ray Vision

The old Taoist yawned and said, "Yes, you know me."

"But why are you here?" Zhang Jun endured the pain, gritted his teeth and asked.

The old Taoist said bitterly, "It's unreasonable that Niubi said that the author wrote indiscriminately and destroyed the image of Daozu, but blamed me on me!"

Zhang Jun understands that the Grand Master in front of him is not Dao Zu. He is just a concrete character in the novel. His name is "Tao Zu Lao". He has nothing to do with Dao Zu. Thinking of this, he asked: "This is the third level? There are six levels behind?"

"Lord Taishang" raised his eyelids, and said, "That bull nose is really amazing. He actually made a gossip stove. If you can survive it, the foundation of this journey will be completely consolidated."

Zhang Jun's heart jumped. Recently, his cultivation base has been advancing by leaps and bounds. When he condensed the Taoist fetus, he used the power of the Chaos Cauldron. In the middle, he took advantage of the medicinal-collecting meridian and blood-tempering meridian. Many hidden dangers. It would be a good thing to refining hidden dangers here.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and carried it down without saying a word.

At first, the "superior old gentleman" didn't care much, but when Zhang Jun insisted on three sticks of incense, he opened his eyes and said, "Interestingly, what kind of physique are you, why haven't you burned to death?"

Zhang Junlian rolled his eyes, dare to feel that this old guy was waiting for him to be burned to death! He immediately laughed and said: "Sure enough, it came out of the book. I have no knowledge. I am an innate Taoist body. The fire can't die, and the thunder can't be extinguished. What can you do for me?"

The old Tao suddenly laughed "hehe": "Do you think there is only this kind of fire?" After saying that, he took out a purple gourd from his body, unscrewed the lid and poured it down. Suddenly, a purple flame rushed into the furnace, and the temperature instantly doubled, making it more powerful.

Zhang Jun couldn't help but yelled, and said angrily: "What kind of fire is this?"

"Lord Taishang" grinned: "There are three kinds of fires on my body. What burned you just now was the real fire of Samadhi. Now it burns your ignorant karma fire, and then there will be Zhou Tiandao fire. You will enjoy it slowly."

I have to say that Zhang Jun’s innate Dao body is very strong. He survived abruptly. Although he had been burned into a human shape and weakened by the balance spring, he was able to sustain it after all, and none of the three flames could burn him to death. .

He was lying upright on the ground just like that, "The Supreme Old Monarch" was gone, and the gossip stove was gone. He felt that his physical strength had been severely overdrawn and he had to add some energy. So he took out a handful of Yuan Yuan Shen Pill and swallowed it in one mouthful. The entrance of the divine pill immediately turned into a rolling divine power, allowing him to gradually regain his spirit.

"We have only passed three levels, and there are six levels behind." He shook his head and continued to walk forward.

This time, it was a hall that stood in the way. The exterior of the main hall is ancient, with a vicissitudes of life, the hall door is wide open, and the inside is black. Knowing that this must be the fourth level, he bit his head and walked in.

After entering the hall, the space changed, and he was on a wasteland. In the distance, there were tens of thousands of soldiers standing on the ground in darkness. They lined up and marched towards Zhang Jun, which could cause him tremendous pressure. All these soldiers have a gleaming light in their eyebrows, which contains a special rhyme.

"Divine writing!" Zhang Jun was taken aback. He discovered that every soldier was a divine writing. After these soldiers are arranged and combined, a sentence and then an article are formed. When the article was formed, a wave of supreme murderous intent hit his face, and before the magical soldiers arrived, Zhang Jun was forced to retreat again and again.

"Awesome!" His heart sank and he immediately resisted. As a last resort, the seal of the Emperor was released by him to suppress the murderous intentions of the gods with the luck of the Emperor.

Sure enough, as soon as the Human Emperor's seal was printed, he felt that the pressure caused by the magical soldiers had been offset a lot, and he could barely hold on.

"What do you mean by this fourth formation? What does it show to be a magic weapon?" He thought, hoping to find a countermeasure.

The divine soldiers were getting closer and closer, and he suddenly felt a movement in his heart, and said to himself: "Could it be a test of my method of arranging troops? I have also studied divine literature, why not make a soldier with a clone?"

Thinking of this, more than 10,000 divine thoughts rushed out of his head, and every divine thought turned into a clone and became a soldier. There is also a divine writing on the soldier's eyebrows, and the momentum is not weaker than the opponent. However, the next step is more difficult. The essays lined up by tens of thousands of soldiers from the other side seem to be Dao Zu's "Tao De Jing".

This "Tao De Jing" is incomparably mysterious and is transformed by the wisdom of Taoist ancestors. The divine writings composed of these articles are naturally extraordinary, and there is no resistance at all.

"Unless I also come up with a great article against the "Tao De Jing", just how to write it?" Cold sweat oozes on his forehead, but for a while, how can he write that kind of handed down Taoist book?

The magic soldiers are getting closer, there are less than a thousand steps, and the battle is about to start.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he immediately communicated with the little golden dragon: "Do you have a training book for the dragon clan?"

"Naturally." Xiao Jinlong said, "But I won't tell you."

"Ten thousand **** pills, can't you change it?" Zhang Jun asked hurriedly.

Little Jinlong's nature of eating goods did not change, and he nodded repeatedly: "You can choose the classics." After speaking, a piece of information entered Zhang Jun's memory.

This book is the supreme method of the dragon family, named Taixulong Bianjue. After obtaining this method, Zhang Jun immediately arranged this article in divine text. He commanded the clones very quickly, and in a short time, arrays formed one by one. A great power exuded, it actually matched the Tao Te Ching, and even more domineering.

Before long, the two armies began to fight. Zhang Jun's avatar was assisted by "Taixu Dragon Change Jue", and his combat effectiveness was significantly stronger. With more than 10,000 soldiers and horses, his opponent was defeated by tens of thousands of soldiers and horses.

A divine soldier was cut off by Zhang Jun and his head was cut off. Suddenly, the divine text on the center of his eyebrows flew up and plunged into Zhang Jun's knowledge of the sea, giving him another divine text. The rest of the gods are like this, once they are cut, the gods will be automatically absorbed by him.

"So that's the case, this level is to send me the divine text." Zhang Jun was overjoyed, and fully urged the clone to kill the divine weapon.

However, in the process, part of his clone was also beheaded, but fortunately, his divine mind was not injured. Once his avatar is cut, the divine text on the avatar will also fly, thus condensing into enemy soldiers. Fortunately, very few clones were beheaded and had little effect on the battle.

In this way, in just a few minutes, tens of thousands of **** soldiers were killed, and all the gods flew into Zhang Jun's eyebrows. Many of these divine texts are duplicates of Zhang Jun's divine texts, and there are more than 30,000 newly added divine texts. As a result, the number of divine texts he mastered was approaching fifty thousand.

Killing the last magic soldier, Zhang Jun took the clone. I only felt that the Taoist body had become more solidified, and said in my heart: "This level should send me divine writing, it should have a purpose, what do you want to do?"