The indescribable Taoist Lord

On the other end, Zhang Qinghe missed a single blow and fell lightly to the ground. The red spirit essence surrounded him, making Qilin Jinxiu look particularly fierce.

"The Immortal Dharma Appearance of Fulu Xingjun's lineage..."

The Dharma Appearance is of the fourth grade, one grade and one heaven. There are things in Zhongtian that even the geniuses on the Kirin List may not have, but they are seen in this Horn Gada. This shows how much the things in the sky favor these ghosts. They are If you come down with the master's "goodwill", the Dharma you get will naturally be good things.

Naturally, the other party is still more surprised at the moment.

After Zhang Qinghe landed, the young man in green robe suddenly shrank his pupils when he saw the angry-eyed fairy mask and the robe.

"Good to see you..."

Before the word "knowledge" could be said harmoniously, Zhang Qinghe's figure suddenly disappeared.

Fast, extremely fast, faster than the Dharma, and even faster than the three middle realms. In terms of speed alone, it has reached the only realm. I was a little shocked because this young man in green robe had already broken through the cultivation of the three palaces by returning to the Five Great Divine Treasures.

Naturally, he had no such thing as fear, but his instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages made him subconsciously take a step sideways.

There seemed to be stars gathering between the sky and the earth, shining brightly like a nebula. Intertwined with chaos, strands of spiritual energy emerged from the Wude Star Kuifa phase, and mixed with Zhang Qinghe's sword energy.

It is as if the light of stars is pouring down from the dome between heaven and earth, everywhere, making it inevitable for people to avoid it.

Mr. Yi took a closer look and saw that they were not stars, but extremely pure sword intent intertwined together. If an ordinary lower level monk had even the slightest scratch, he would be seriously injured, and then be destroyed by the endless sword intent. Buried.

This is like a small method of cultivating the gods from the stars, Bu Xingluo!

Already has the three-point charm of Taiyin Star Lord...

The Taiyin face in the jade slip, who had been paying attention to Zhang Qinghe's movements, seemed a little strange - she knew that Zhang Qinghe was a Taoist and learned things very quickly, but she didn't expect that in this battle, it was her own things that took over. Big head.

But...she carefully savored the sharp sword intent revealed in Zhang Qinghe's Dao Protector, and sighed worriedly.

As soon as the star was laid down, countless intricate sword lights struck directly at the stage crew. It was no longer the same as the previous direct attack on the leader's life, but was aimed at killing the miscellaneous people here who had lost their minds and were as wooden as puppets. The servants, guards, and porters were all reduced to ashes.

Naturally, Mr. Yi had no time to care for himself. Even if he was able to go into hiding and open up the cultivation level of the Third Palace, he could not withstand such a complicated divine will of swordsmanship and could not protect this group of people.

The sword light struck straight down, strangling the demon horse, and penetrated the Tianling Gai, Niwan Palace, and even the physical body of the music player who was beating gongs and drums.

The blood of these dozens of people suddenly surged out from the wounds, but they seemed to feel no pain. Except for the bones and joints that were shattered, and the Niwan Palace that was chopped straight to collapse, they still repeated mechanically. Follow your own actions.

There are also twigs and straws that are like roots of grass and trees that are eagerly sticking out from the wound. These twigs and straws have bark-like cracks on them, just like ordinary plants, but they are soft and waxy. They fought for the blood all over the ground, making a oozing "gurgling" sound.

But now that this troupe has become like this, it seems that this opera can no longer continue singing in villages and towns.

Originally this was nothing more than that, but since this young man decided to go head-to-head, he was prepared to suffer losses. They only need to return to a few villages at will, and it's not a big problem to pick up a few "straws" without leaving a trace——

Under the heavy snow, which family will not lose some people? The other side of Chang'an may be difficult to discover in a short time.

However, Zhang Qinghe's sword had a hidden power that made it instinctively fearful.

The tall and rough Qilin military attache in the middle casually opened the empty shell of a "straw". The straw inside, which was like a living thing, was wet and mixed with mud and blood, surging unconsciously, and then feebly turned into the snow. A pool of ashes is extremely conspicuous between the plain white sky and earth.

Seeing this scene, Young Master Nayi no longer protected the leader. His eyes were stained with a lifeless black color, and living straw-like roots were surging and twisting between his mouth and nose, and they were twisted at an indescribable angle. Come on head.

"Look at what you did!!!"

The words he yelled finally turned into incomprehensible and strange sounds, and the alienation trend of the physical body was also very obvious - rather, these things are different from the soul monsters, and are very low-level - they are in the soul There is no trace of a monster. This is a monster in the body, but it is hidden very deep.

It was just a small scene. Zhang Qinghe felt that it was normal for these monsters to roar a few words until they were alive - but he did not understand the roar of the green-robed and white-faced boy. In addition to being angry, the voice was clearly filled with fear. .

It's not that I'm afraid of him, but I'm afraid of something else.

Layers of grass and trees stirred out, crushing his green robe to pieces, causing the flesh and blood to tumble out, and wrapped his body like bark, slowly expanding and contracting with his breathing.

The image of the old immortal behind him became more and more real, and the details were clearly discernible. He was covered in immortal aura and looked extremely peaceful, which was in sharp contrast to his ferocious face.

"It's quite bluffing."

Zhang Qinghe raised his sword in vain, and the sun and moon appeared above the sword tip, checking and balancing each other, showing his aura. It seems that it can unravel all powers and transform all magical powers.

The first method of Zhongtian transforming power... This came from the female ticket in the hand of the tentacled girl.

The green-robed Young Master Yi roared angrily, and the old immortal behind him rose more than ten feet out of thin air, causing everyone in the valley to see it. It was as if there was a shadow of an immortal appearing in the void, and they paid homage to him.

A vertical eye suddenly opened between the eyebrows of the Immortal God, as if there was endless divine light of human desire pouring out from it. All spiritual things were not immune to its checks and balances, their cultivation was knocked down, and their sword intent was consumed...

This is the power of the self-generated supernatural power that comes from the development of the five sacred treasures in Guizang Realm, and it is also the watershed that distinguishes the lower three realms from the middle three realms.

Seeing this bluffing gesture, Zhang Qinghe did not look moved. Instead, he urged the sun and moon between his swords to fight against the divine light of human desire. If he could not withstand the magical power of Guizang, he would also claim to be the best in Zhongtian Transformation Power. It’s law.

Pulled by the sun, moon and divine light, he stroked his sword to gain momentum, and suddenly a sword of determination suddenly slashed out, as if to shatter the void, Jing Fengxue, straight at the waist, slashed at the green-robed young man whose body had been severely alienated. .

"well……"

Taiyin Star Lord sighed, looking at Zhang Qinghe's fight, his eyes were not calm, but filled with worry.

She saw the sword light cutting into Lupao'er's body irresistibly, without making a sound, quietly penetrating in, as if it was just like cutting a piece of tofu...