The indescribable Taoist Lord

Outside the sky and in the sky, Lord Wenchang is sitting quietly.

It was still the square pavilion. The pavilion was built on the top of the vast Izumo Peak, which was invisible to the sky. The clouds and mist were hazy, but it did not get his white clothes wet.

Wenchang's body was surrounded by nothing more than a pot of tea and a set of pen and ink. He is not good at drinking, and the last time he drank was many years ago.

The official holding the inkstone stood quietly behind him, hunched over humbly, as if the two of them had been such masters and servants a long time ago.

"Ayuan, go and do your own business."

"Over there in Xiantang..."

"Why, when the calligraphy and painting are finished and the pen and ink are dry, what inkstone do you still need to hold?"

"You know, some things are beyond human control when they reach a certain level."

The white-faced fake god raised his eyebrows in red, and spoke in a calm and calm tone. He twisted the small cup and dismissed the official holding the inkstone.

Although the official holding the inkstone was a little hesitant, he finally transformed into Changhong and came out of Fang Tianwai Tian.

Wenchang watched from a distance as his figure disappeared at the end of the sky with the rainbow, and he stood up unhurriedly.

At the same moment when he slowly stood up, the originally bright and peaceful sky suddenly fell into the deepest darkness.

Ink color, the most extreme ink color dyes this world...

A bright bright moon seemed to rise from the undiscoverable valley, becoming the only source of light between heaven and earth.

The moon was cold and cold, filled with the most extreme murderous intention and death energy between heaven and earth. It was made up of the most condensed power of the stars, but it was clearly distinct from the ink-square sky and had no influence on each other.

The sky is still dark and the moon is still bright.

Mr. Wenchang Xing opened his lips and teeth in a complex manner——

"The teacher said that friends come from far away..."

Before he could finish speaking, a short sword as black as ink turned into a ray of clear light, directly tearing apart the unstable void outside the sky, as if it could cut through all laws, and came at an indescribable speed. .

Wenchang held the hair from his waist in his hand and waved his hand to block it lightly, but what he blocked was only the sharp murderous intention that could kill any early chaos hole. The divine will of the sword that was enough to break any rules directly blasted him to Izumo Peak. on the cliff.

"Boom!"

The earth and rocks burst apart, and the cliff beyond the thousand-foot main peak actually appeared cracked, and a bottomless cracked pit suddenly appeared.

"Aren't you a good fortune teller? I wonder... have you ever predicted that you would be hacked to death today?"

The sword has arrived first, and the people are following closely behind. The silver-moon pattern is dotted on the ink-colored skirt that is like the sky. The bright moon is in the sky behind the woman, like a fairy on the moon.

The only flaw is that the plain mask seems to have deliberately covered up the beauty underneath, revealing only a pair of clear eyes. There is only pure murderous intent in those eyes at this moment...

The Dharma of Xuantian’s bright moon! Taiyin Star Lord!

The earth and stone trembled and burst apart on their own. Wenchang walked out of the hole that was blasted into the air. He was still wearing his snow-white clothes, but he was a little messy.

This crazy bitch really wants to kill me...

I really wanted to fight back, but...

Wen Chang let out a breath of turbid air, thinking about something, suppressing the fighting spirit in his heart, and without mentioning it, a huge star lit up in the deep and bottomless sky, and silently fell on his head. behind.

And unlike the extremely narrow light of the sun, this star's light is restrained, but it is connected with a stream of pure literary destiny, and there are also traces of the destiny of the river, just like the origin of all cultural concepts. , although it is not the Sun or Taiyin, it is the star among the stars in the sky. With the condensed Dharma of the stars, it is enough to compete with the Taiyin.

"Although this is not a misunderstanding, Lord Taiyin Star, can you please listen to my explanation?"

What responded to him was the lunar light that condensed from the bright moon and was enough to penetrate the protective properties of any mixed hole.

One after another, the divine light, like a bolt of steel, shot straight down, and the Tao attached to it seemed to be able to freeze the universe and kill all things. Under the mysterious sky, the divine light was omnipresent, and the moon was suspended in the void, as if it was not consumed. This terrifying magical power is constantly brewing.

Wenchang is persistent and condenses all kinds of Taoism in the void, blocking, cutting, moving, and destroying...

The divine lights that seemed to be intended to kill gods and immortals were blocked by Xiyi, but he did not feel relaxed at all. With the attacking skills of the person in front of him, these were just appetizers.

"It's really good. You're better than the Sun Sutra..." Taiyin Star Lord tapped his jade-like index finger on the mask and smiled strangely.

"but--

But you should never fool me with Wude Xingjun! You should be lucky that I like his scent very much, otherwise, I would have chopped him into pieces..."

When Taiyin Star Lord mentioned Wude Star Lord, he was no longer graceful, and his whole body stooped, as if he couldn't suppress the chaos and madness pouring out of his soul.

"Wude, Wude, Wude, Wude..."

When he raised his head again, half of Taiyin Star Lord's eyes under the mask were already dyed half as dark as ink...

What happened...

Wenchang Xingjun tightened his grip on the treasure in his hand. Ever since there was a problem with Taiyin Star Lord, Xuansheng Haoyue's Dharma began to exude a strange and twisted aura, as if steaming through the sky, and the earth, rocks, and cliffs began to overlap slightly. Twisting, as if it is about to have some kind of weak life.

This lunatic must be sent out as soon as possible...

Wenchang Xingjun is a bit unable to grasp the details in his hands. This natal object that he entrusts his soul to is very special. Once its activity is awakened...

Thinking of this, the Xingkui Faxiang behind Wenchang Xingjun glowed brightly, and most of Xuantian was suddenly illuminated.

He is in the northern sky, starting from the southeast of the sky, and a stroke composed of countless complicated Taoist texts is drawn straight from the endless mist of the void to the front of him. With one stroke, countless Taoist texts were generated between heaven and earth. This stroke was deeply imprinted in the sky, from the front of Wenchang Xingjun to the end of the southwest.

If you look up in the sky, you will see the word "human"!

The endless Dao Wen's rays of light stopped the alienation trend of this Fang Tian Wai Tian. Countless divine chains of order were locked around Dao Wen, and Dao Wen integrated and imprisoned this Fang Tian Wai Tian.

But just as Wenchang was doing this, Taiyin was already close to Wenchang.

The cold and cold sword path that wiped out all the killings was like the fighting style of ordinary Jianghu people, but it made Wenchang, who had already undergone a major repair in Dongxu, unable to escape the lock of the escape machine.

Wenchang felt this extremely familiar fighting method, with a bit of bitterness and a hint of reminiscence underneath the mask.

He held the void-forming talisman in his right hand, flicked it with his left hand, stirred up the self-enlightened Tao principles, and tried his best to cope with the crazy offensive of Taiyin Star Lord...