The fierce momentum came through the air. Unlike the old man, even though there was still a very small distance between them, people could still sense the powerful momentum of the person coming. There was also someone who was on par with Uncle Shang, or even more decisive.
and crazy thoughts of killing.
The next moment, in the sound that broke through the air, there was a black dragon steaming and roaring, rushing straight towards the place where Shang Bo stood.
Before anyone arrives, the killing move has already arrived!
When he saw the flash of the black dragon, Bandaoshan already frowned.
Naturally, he can clearly see that this so-called dragon appearance is just a pure appearance. This is not the way of dragon appearance of Huanghua Sect, but the big dragon of terrain in Feng Shui Kanyu.
At this time, the cold wind is wrapped in water vapor, swallowing up all the turbid and evil spirits from all directions, as if interpreting the sharp cold of spring, and also confusing the weather changes of winter snow and spring rain.
The complexity of its conception is as vast as a corner of the universe, reflected in all phenomena.
However, everything in this vast and complex world converged into the mysterious dragon entangled in a thread at this moment.
The next moment, the black dragon Xianghun seemed to be riding on the wind and rain!
Almost reaching the extreme!
This person's method of escaping cannot escape from heaven and earth, and between heaven and earth, the flow of qi is the most sudden and distant change. The method of escaping itself is actually the flow of various qi wandering between heaven and earth. Therefore,
No matter how fast your body skills are, how can you quickly survive the impact of the dragon's energy, which is the feng shui of heaven and earth?
Almost in the blink of an eye, Uncle Shang's figure, which was already swaying in the gilded clouds, suddenly became even more swaying. More than that, the winding way of the qi used earth evil to pull the sky. At this moment, the qi could not help but
More or less, they are divided into twenty-eight different categories.
Normally, whether it is twenty-eight or two hundred and eighty, they are all irrelevant things.
But it happened at this moment that these twenty-eight kinds of turbid and evil evils were facing the twenty-eight Zhou Tianchen Gang without any deviation.
It was no longer a pure washout and attack by external forces. At this moment, just this mysterious sky seemed to be uncontrollably intertwined and resonating with Shang Bo's own Tao and Dharma on another level.
After Bandaoshan made a test and confirmed a certain "disadvantage" of the Tao and Dharma that this person had mastered, Zong Lao followed closely and only used the moment of testing when he appeared.
Then he suddenly grasped another "vital gate" of his humanitarian law.
This is beyond the killing itself, and even beyond the magic method that oneself masters. Instead, at this moment, the mutual attack has been elevated to a mutual wrestling at the level of pure Tao and Dharma.
In front of the Xiji Gate, upon entering the time, the great monks in the Golden Core Realm suddenly brightened their eyes following the elder's action.
"Wonderful! One yin and one yang are called the Tao! No matter what path one chooses to practice, the skills and secrets he practices should still be among the Tao. The yin and yang are intertwined and intertwined. It is not the method of opening the sky, but it must also be taught.
They are fighting for changes in the world in the realm of Kai Tianfa!"
"Looking at it this way, Brother Zong's methods are more subtle than the 'disadvantages' found by fellow Taoists. After all, attacking Taoism is like attacking the body. In the final analysis, it is still a struggle between Taoism and Taoism.
If there is a spell that can erase his humanity, it will naturally penetrate his lifeline, which can shock his mind but cannot shake his foundation."
"Yes, Elder Zong's method is more clever. No matter what, the method of opening the sky and the transformation of the Yin and Yang universe are the fields that our monks are best at. If we stay in this field, we will not be able to win. That is
Purely inferior skills have nothing to do with Taoism."
"Yes, this is to use one's own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses! Staying in the yin and yang realm of the Open Heaven Law, wrestling with others, you can also avoid the only ferocious and good killing attacks of others who have mixed all kinds of things.
Wonderful method."
"Hard, it has to be the elder Zong..."
"..."
Zhu Xiu said this, and they could easily see things. Standing in the red clouds, Uncle Shang could see it clearly.
For the first time, during the battle, Uncle Shang's expression suddenly changed in shock.
As Uncle Shang's face suddenly became angry and wide-eyed, the gilded glow that cut through the air suddenly poured towards Uncle Shang's body at this moment.
In the flash of lightning, the gilded scene all over the sky seemed to have turned into a hazy phantom, and as he watched, every inch of Uncle Shang's exposed skin was gleaming with the gilded divine flower. At first glance,
It was as if he had smelted all the skin, muscles and flesh into some kind of supreme treasure using Tao methods.
Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a fierce shouting sound, in an instant, Uncle Shang fired twenty-eight punches in the air!
boom--!
The fist winds that broke through the air overlapped in one place at this moment, turning into a brilliant sound of thunder.
After all, it is difficult to use the complete twenty-eight yin and turbid evil spirits to completely confirm the way of the twenty-eight stars.
So, in just an instant, black smoke spread all over the sky, and the majestic energy even traced back in the direction from which the Tao and the Dharma were revealed.
He broke free from the realm where the yin and yang, heaven and earth intertwined and resonated, and returned to giving "considerations" to others in the realm of his expertise.
And in the strong wind, suddenly, a black flag rose and fell again.
Between the Xuanguang Cave, it seemed that there was a boundary opening and closing. When I looked again, the flags broke through the sky and drooped. There was only black smoke left in the place. It was wrapped in the cold wind and spring rain and turned into hazy smoke. There was nothing else.
Strong wind and thunder.
This mutual blow was just a matter of lightning and flint. Instead, the old man transformed by Bandaoshan who was "stealing the scene" curled his lips with some unsatisfied feelings.
It has been a very long time since I was born, and as the headmaster of the Huanghua Sect, I have never had such a high-intensity fight. Bandaoshan himself regards this as a way to activate his muscles.
But he didn't expect that with one move, just one move, Mr. Zong would jump out and interrupt the hearty fighting he had expected.
Quite a bit disappointed.
But this is the old man of the sect. If someone comes here who is even worse than Bandaoshan in the Golden Core Realm, I am afraid that Bandaoshan will already be brewing curses in his heart.
However, such thoughts only circulated in Bandaoshan's mind for a moment.
The next moment, Bandao Mountain suddenly saw a figure walking out of the hazy smoke with a black flag waving in his hand, and the hazy figure became solidified little by little.
Bandaoshan has never used his true appearance, and naturally Zong Lao has never used his true appearance when facing the "unknown".
But surprisingly, the face that Mr. Zong was wearing was at least 60% similar to Bandaoshan himself.
If they were just similar, it would be fine, but at that moment, Bandaoshan suddenly raised his eyebrows, because this face was clearly Bandaoshan's old father who had been dead for many years.
It can be said that he was also an elder of the Huanghua Sect in the Golden Core Realm in the past. In total, he was also one of the elders of the Sect.
This sect master is a master who cannot afford to suffer any loss. He calls out "Don't hurt my master", but he insists on making up for the loss he suffered in the face of Bandaoshan's father.
It turns out that this is also Zhenzhen's elder, so he can't be considered as taking advantage of Bandao Mountain.
This is the only way to eat the boring loss.
In the blink of an eye, the "middle-aged" Zong Lao flew to the front of Bandao Mountain and hurriedly supported the old man's trembling figure in a respectful manner.
As a last resort, in conjunction with such a drama, the old man's face turned pale, as if he had already damaged some of his true energy and foundation by performing a spell on his own.
Just when the old man's face was about to change like gold paper, Mr. Zong turned his hands and took out a fragrant treasure pill, pinched open the old man's mouth, and forced it Stuffed it into Bandaoshan's mouth.
The medicine is indeed good medicine, but its fragrance is also mixed with the fragrance of flowers.
This is a treasure pill produced by Baihualou.
But in this world, who doesn’t know the rumors about Baihua Tower?
Therefore, in the process of silently sobbing, and in the process of the "middle-aged" sect elder calling Master repeatedly, he was not allowed to speak, and the old man could only look at him hatefully for a few brief moments when their eyes met. My son came to dig out the old man.
But other than that, there was really nothing he could do.
Everyone in the world knows that Mr. Zong is nearing his end of life, because he is like an old naughty boy. As long as he does not go too far, no matter who comes face to face, he will have no choice but to recognize him.
In a word, as long as Mr. Zong is happy.
But in the original place, especially under the influence of the changes in reality and reality between the world and the world and the way of bewitching the mind, Shang Bohun never saw the traces of the drama here. Instead, through the process of people coming to heal his master's wounds, Shang Bohun He pulled away and took a few steps back.
He thought that it was just a battle of skills to test each other's abilities, and he never thought about forcing others to come up with secret techniques to fight to the death.
Now it seemed that the old man could still be saved, and precisely because of this, Fu taught Shang Bo to restrain his fighting spirit.
And in fact, in extremely subtle areas, there are already subtle differences between advantages and disadvantages.
Even Uncle Shang himself had to admit that he had not taken any advantage in the face of the Kaitian Dharma and the alien people that he despised. Even considering the shaking of the golden glow and his own being pulled into the transformation of the universe. With his experience, without fighting to the death, even Shang Bo was at a slight disadvantage due to the subtleties and minute details of Taoism.
Uncle Shang looked a little ashamed.
And just when Shang Bowu realized the subtle changes in Taoism between the two consecutive fights, the old man seemed to have retained a breath of vitality and confidence, so the "middle-aged" Zong Laofucai broke down again. He turned around and looked at Uncle Shang with a solemn but restrained gaze.
"Where did your distinguished guest come from? Where are you going?"
This is the chapter that has passed the temptation. It is the turn of Dao and Zuo to talk to each other after they meet.
Upon hearing this question, Uncle Shang did not answer for a moment, but looked at the carriage.
In the carriage, the sound of turning pages suddenly stopped, and then, after a few breaths, the young man's voice sounded calmly.
"Tell them."
When he heard this, Uncle Shang opened his mouth to respond again.
"We came from Zhongzhou to find a place. Well... in ancient times it was called the south of the Chalcedony River, and its name was... Shiquan Mountain."