The indescribable Taoist Lord

As the spiritual light link connected down, the immortal-like aura spread out, and the Taoist charm around Zhang Qinghe became more and more ethereal.

His student's green robes were raised lightly, and his eyebrows were naturally closed on his handsome face, as if he was feeling the flow of the great road between heaven and earth, and the mysterious red color between his eyebrows became more and more vivid.

Before, he was a handsome young man walking in the good world, but now he is like a little immortal king who has been demoted from the heavenly palace in troubled times.

Compared to the cocoon of chaos that tightly wrapped him up, like a dark world, made of cast iron, there was condensed terrifying pressure, and the endless Daoist text that was about to activate the offensive technique was now released by him. The halo is even more like the stars.

In the secret realm of Prince Yin, Zhang Qinghe can control the laws of heaven and earth without even relying on the characteristics of the Pure Land. Prince Yin is equivalent to creating a small world in the inner bowels of this evil creature in the secret realm. In this Under this environment, he can almost move the roads he can control as he wishes, unlike in Chang'an, where he is so restrained.

Zhang Qinghe's hair was slightly raised due to the fluctuations of spiritual energy scattered around him. He stood quietly in the void, in the center of the big cocoon.

At his feet were two ancient coffins, one large and one small. Each coffin had its own characteristics, vaguely spreading a power that caused slight changes in the soul and body.

He saw that the Dao Wen was about to completely solidify, and the aura was shining brightly. However, he only slowly scanned the structure of the Dao Wen around him with his calm eyes.

"There seems to be no dead ends..."

Zhang Qinghe murmured to himself, as if stunned.

However, in fact, before he even finished speaking, the complicated and dense Taoist text lit up word by word, as if the stars in the universe suddenly burst out with amazing light.

Those thousands of rays of light are not pure, they seem to have other qualities, some are blazing, some are cold, some have vitality hidden in desolation, and some are pure and swift without any decoration.

Every ray of light is a kind of killing technique at the level of Taoism. So many killing techniques are aimed at an unavoidable lower-level monk. If Zhang Qinghe hadn't invited the divine technique, he would probably be ashes now. They have been lifted out several feet.

Zhang Qinghe might have forgotten that the person who passed the inheritance had to take over the position of Demon Suppressor King. The Demon Suppressing King can't just be a silly roe deer who can carve Taoist texts and huddle in the star formation. He must be a ruthless man who can fight and resist, who has supported the fate of the Immortal Tang Dynasty for thousands of years and shouldered the fate of the human race in the Northern Wilderness.

"What the hell are you thinking of other ways? This is not just about the talisman array. It's asking me to survive the talisman array attack before thinking about other things. I..."

Zhang Qinghe has always been gentle, but now he couldn't help but use foul language.

The support of the sun and moon appeared on his iron sword. Between Daowen's condensed killing starlight, a bright moon and a big sun were formed out of thin air, pulling these killing techniques...

Li Tuizhi can naturally feel the opening of the core formation of the Heritage Land - he is currently the leader of the Zhen'an Star God Formation. The Heritage Land is the core of the Star God Formation. Although he can no longer enter it, the things inside He could vaguely feel the movement.

Li Tuizhi was actually worried. He couldn't be sure whether Zhang Qinghe could withstand the attack of his ancestors.

If Zhang Qinghe is killed by the formation, then his child's remains will not be brought back.

As for why he repeatedly emphasized that there was no danger to Zhang Qinghe in the secret realm... Li Tuizhi's worried expression fell into memories -

Before leaving Chang'an...

"Are you going to let that kid take over Zhen'an's team?"

Li Mo appeared on the wall of the palace, leaning silently, not caring that he was wearing the most noble and noble robe in Zhongtian.

"Brother, how come you don't have anything..."

Li Tuizhi didn't intend to hide it. He wanted to arrange Zhang Qinghe's affairs, but sooner or later he couldn't hide it from the Li family. But by then, the rice was cooked, and he couldn't change his mind.

Li Tuizhi had no retreat, and neither did Xian Tang or even the Li family.

"How do I know? I know everything..."

Li Mo smiled.

"Not only did I know, I also helped you hide it from the clan. I hope you can delay it until you complete the plan!"

"Brother Emperor..."

"Shh!" Li Mo smiled. "But it's not easy to get the inheritance of your ancestors. I remember that you only went half way to get the inheritance, right?"

"I will hand him a jade talisman that has one of my incarnations. If he starts the inheritance and is unable to defeat it, he will definitely choose to crush it. At that time, the incarnation will take him to obtain the inheritance.

Then the incarnation dissipated, and I was unable to access the memories of the past in the secret realm. Those twisted Tao and principles were bound to not be brought out, affecting peace. "

Li Tuizhi seemed to have something on his mind, probably because he was worried that Li Mo would attack Li Ping'an, so he explained silently.

"I thought you just imprisoned and sealed the memories of that year, but I didn't expect you to chop off your own memories and throw them away there?!"

Li Mo was a little shocked.

"Yes, after all, not everyone is like Brother Huang, who has the means to lock that thing firmly in his heart.

You and I both know that the things in Ping An's body are a little different because of his constitution. They are almost the same as the magic shell in Beiyin Mountain. As long as someone "knows" it, it will never stop. People who know it will become more and more aware. The more it grows, the stronger it becomes. "

Li Tuizhi took a deep look at Li Mo.

"In short, your idea of ​​the jade talisman is inappropriate." Li Mo seemed unwilling to talk about this issue and changed the subject.

"Then what does the emperor think we should do?"

"Me, I think we should let him go."

Li Mo asked for the jade talisman and smiled narrowly, revealing his big white teeth like jade.

Li Tuizhi was a little stunned when he watched Li Mo casually apply the jade talisman with a small trick to blind his mind, making Zhang Qinghe unable to remember the jade talisman until the moment of life and death.

"But the trials there are for the upper three realms..."

"Hey, trust me, there will be no danger. I will use my three hundred years of cultivation as a guarantee!"

The Holy Emperor of the Immortal Tang Dynasty was steadfast in his vows, but the Prince of Fengjiang felt particularly tired.

"I hope it's okay..."

Li Tuizhi brought his thoughts back. Although he was a little worried about Zhang Qinghe, he was currently facing something more serious.

"Strict cleaning."

He turned sideways and gave instructions, his blood armor ringing like a golden sword.

"The end will be here."

"What's the situation outside the city now?"

"There are more and more monsters in the Dharma Realm among those races with low qualifications, and those geniuses are going out of the city more frequently. After all, these things that can reach the Dharma Realm are really rare, and the materials and bodies are also very rare."

"Well... when any of them appear in the middle three realms, we will immediately stop the training and seal the border under martial law."

Li Tuizhi looked solemn.

"Before this, the Blood Clothes Army secretly planned to continue pretending to be demon hunters out of the city.

As for those monks who really want to hunt monsters, don’t let any of them out of the city! "