Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Then he whispered: "Blessing and driving the magic, it is better than the 10,000-volume, and the sorcerer will be ruined. If the encounter is difficult, it will be turned into a sin. If there is a devil and a hardship, it can be turned into nothing."

Amazingly, he was sung in the heart of the singer. He sang this slang, he saw it in the Buddhist scriptures, and told the story of Xuanzang.

Could it be... In front of this is Xuan Zang Master?

This person suspected of Xuan Zang Master, holding a Zen stick to pick himself up.

There is no fear in the cold jade, and both hands pinch the yin and yang, and attack the past.

Under the impact, Xuanzang and the Zen stick in his hand were broken into clouds and waves, and disappeared around.

Is it an illusion?

Yan Lengyu suddenly thought that this is too illusory and colorless, hiding the strongest of the three worlds, including the gods of the gods, but they have dissolved the gods and turned into endless energy. What I have just encountered, is it the remnant of the Xuan Zang Master, driving the energy of the colorless sky to attack yourself?

After all, I did suffer a blow, and the mana is not weak, at least... the strength of a first-class master. This makes Yong Lengyu determine that it is not an illusion.

It seems that this colorless day and the ambiguity of the heavens are the true meaning of the gods and gods.

The mysterious power is getting stronger and stronger, and the waves that are set off are getting bigger and bigger. Qi Lengyu gave up the flight and simply let this energy take her own.

She didn't know where she was going, and there was something waiting for her, but she was not afraid at all. There were no creatures inside and outside Liuhe that made him feel scared, even if it was God.

There is no real **** in this world.

Just when the cold jade floated, it was a wave of heads. This time it was condensed into the shape of a palace. It was more like a archway, standing in the middle of the sea, a old man wearing a crown and wearing a feather coat. At the highest point of the tower, one hand with a beard, one hand squatting, pointing to himself, singing in the mouth:

"The height of Huayin is my palace, and the volley is across the wind. The temple does not lock the gold. When it comes, it has its own cloud."

This is... 芮冷玉 is still pondering the origin of this poem, the old man said: "Mr. Baiyun will come first to see."

Mr. Baiyun?

Yan Lengyu suddenly realized that this is Chen Hao’s nickname, so this person is Chen Hao’s ancestors?

"Even if it is Chen Hao, what is the relationship!"

Yan Lengyu directly greeted him.

Chen Hao’s father’s cane points out, the spray splashes, and is divided into thirty-six, which is like a giant plum.

Plum blossoms are easy to count.

This can't be regarded as Chen Yu's creation, but the first one he summed up, the descendants thought that Chen Yufei's rise to the fairyland relied on the great contribution to the later generations of Daomen. It was the realization of the avenue, but he was not too high in terms of spells. achievement.

Yan Lengyu (The Promise of the Promise) is not a person of his time. He does not know much about him. But when he sees this plum blossom, he immediately understands the rumors that Chen Hao’s ancestors will not spell. It is nonsense.

This kind of plum blossoms is a mysterious machine that is infinitely endless.

Qi Lengyu greeted him, and resisted the smashing from all directions with yin and yang.

"Chen Chen, I don't know why I chose this road in the end, melting my own body and the gods. If you have been practicing, you may not be able to comprehend your own ultimate way and become a strong person like me."

"What is the source and ultimate of strength, what is it used for?"

Chen Hao’s ancestors are like answering his words, and they are like talking to themselves.

Then, the wave passed and hit the sea level. Qionglou Yuyu and Chen Hao, the ancestors who stood at the top, disappeared.

Yan Lengyu repeatedly chewed Chen Hao’s last sentence, which sounded like a mystery, but Yan Lengyu believed that there must be something hidden in it.

I thought about it for a while and I didn’t understand it.

Anyway, I already have the supreme power, and I don't necessarily need to be omnipotent. His practice continues to fly forward.

In front of the sea of ​​clouds, there is a shadow of a mountain, the roots are tied in the water, and the upper half is hidden in the clouds. Although it is a lonely mountain, it is very vast and vast. There are many plants with large leaves on the mountain. It looks like a vine, and there is brilliance on every leaf. It seems that there is something else, but the distance is too far. Not sure.

Sumiyama. This must be the mountain.

This is the core of the unknowable land outside Liuhe, and it is the most mysterious place in this wild universe.

If you can't get out, go see what's on this mountain.

Yan Lengyu continued to fly forward, and the result was another wave of heads coming over. A figure appeared in the clouds, his head was scattered, and he wore a cloak. It was a bit like a slap in the wind. He had a shackle on his shoulder and a squat on it. The rope, hanging on one side of the big print, is different from the general French seal. This big print has two sides, one with black light and one with red light.

Fantianyin?

In the cold and jade heart, the fox is in doubt. This priest is holding a big seal and flies over to himself. He reads in his mouth: "The poultry embraces pureness, destroys the traces and the dust. High loves the nobles, and saves the world..."

Guangchengzi! Sure enough, he!

This is a true fairy, the head of the 12th Golden Fairy, the status is high.

The cold and jade spirits shook the spirit and greeted them.

"All things are impermanent, from nothing to nothing, from birth to death, you only realize the way of yin and yang, but do not know where the yin comes from, and where does Yang fall?"

Amazed at the heart of Leng Yuyu, he replied: "Yin and Yang are handed over to Thailand, and they are endless."

"Where did the yin and yang come from?"

I thought about it, and said:

"Three thousand weak waters take a drink, no one can do omnipotence, you can't. And... you are just a little energy that has not dissipated. Not my opponent."

He finished, one hand slap on the Pantian seal.

The wave collapsed, and a powerful anti-seismic force would almost push away the cold jade.

It is really stronger than one. The original Xuan Zang Master, the strength is still the first-class powerhouse, and now it is almost the level of super-superpower. It’s just that it’s just a part of the energy that surrounds the sea of ​​clouds. If Guangcheng is alive, he may not be able to overcome him.

However, this is also normal.

Since ancient times, there have been many gods within the Three Realms, and each era has its own strongest. This era is the self, the capital of the capital, the king of the Bodhisattva, whether it is the sage of the old Kong Mengzhuang, or Guangchengzi, Jiang Shang, Dharma, etc., are the strongest of their own era. As for Xuanyuan God, Dongyue Emperor, Donghuang Taiyi, the corpse king, and so on, it is the earlier strong.

that is it.

They don't know more than they do. They also have their own weaknesses. It's just because of the age and the legends left, so it is nothing to be regarded as a **** by future generations.