"His Majesty Sui Guang, the poor Taoist Bailang Taoist, the poor Taoist does not have one hundred thousand."
Looking at the handsome middle-aged man in front of him, holding a folding fan in his hand and looking very handsome, Yang Guang felt very dissatisfied.
"If my fellow Taoist doesn't have any spiritual stones, I can provide you with a magical secret book worth one hundred thousand spiritual stones." Yang Guang was calm and looked unconcerned. He waved his right hand and saw a blank jade slip fly out.
"I have been prepared for a long time." Taoist Bailang showed a proud look on his face. He grabbed the jade slip in his hand and pointed it out with his right hand. The divine lines were embedded in it and turned into a magical power. After he finished writing, he would pass on the inheritance
He put the jade slip aside and made an oath of heaven.
Yang Guang grabbed the inherited jade slip in his hand and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness. What was stored inside was a magical power called "Canglang Sword Technique". In the Sui Dynasty's arsenal, there were not only 1,000 but 800 magical powers.
"Ding! You read Bailang Taoist Li Daokong's "Canglang Sword Art" and gained fifteen hundred years of magic power."
Sure enough, the system gave an evaluation and got the most rubbish 1,500 years of mana, which was exactly the mana that Yang Guang needed most at the moment.
A vast amount of mana poured into the sea of consciousness, and the first Taoist palace suddenly opened. The statue of Dijiang shone brightly, and the whole body was filled with Tao Yun. Divine patterns were all over the body. The golden body of the Dharma was about 10,000 feet high, with majestic aura, and divine
The eyes sparkled with brilliance, as if they were real.
"Emperor Sui, are you ready?" Li Daokong looked at Yang Guang in front of him. In an instant, he noticed a powerful aura, but this aura disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he did not let go.
In the heart.
"Are you so anxious that you want to die? You got a copy of Canglang Sword Technique that is not worth a thousand spiritual stones to deceive me. How are you?" Yang Guang's expression was cold, and he swung out the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand, with a blood-red sword light.
The swallow is about a thousand feet long, and the murderous aura condenses around it, shaking people's soul.
Taoist Bailang's face turned slightly red when Yang Guang said that, but he soon became angry. A person like him, who claims to be romantic, is actually the most face-saving person. Now that Yang Guang has stripped him of his face in public, he will not think that this is the case.
Everything was his own fault, but he blamed everything on Yang Guang. The folding fan in his hand turned into a flying sword and was slashed out, and the sound of tides suddenly came from the sky and the earth.
The sound of the tide became louder and louder, and huge waves roared in one after another, overwhelming the sky and the earth. This is the characteristic of the Canglang Sword Technique. The sword energy is like waves, one after another, and the back waves are more powerful than the front ones.
, the forces are superimposed on each other, and the power naturally becomes more and more powerful.
There was a hint of disdain in Yang Guang's eyes. Taoist Bailang was at the seventh level of Taiyi Golden Immortal at most. He could seriously injure him with one strike of his sword. However, Yang Guang thought about it and urged Zhu Xian.
Sword energy, fighting with the opponent, although it has the advantage, the advantage is not obvious, and it can still suppress the opponent's appearance.
"The power of Emperor Sui?" Taoist Jingyang saw clearly, with a trace of thought on his face.
"Brother Jingyang, the Sui Emperor's magic power is very powerful, but after these days, he has been fighting every day. No matter how powerful the magic power is, no matter how powerful the magical power is, it is not easy to return to normal in a short time.
"Jiang Zixu explained: "But it should be very easy to deal with the guy in front of you. The seventh level of Taiyi is nothing in front of Emperor Sui."
The Holy Son is the Holy Son, and Jiang Zixu didn't even pay attention to the strength of the seventh level of Taiyi Golden Immortal.
Taoist Jingyang just nodded, with a worried look on his face. What Jiang Zixu said made sense. He really didn't take it to heart at the seventh level of Taiyi Golden Immortal. A disciple of a great sect like him has a profound background and is known as a genius. Even if he can't
Fighting across levels, but within the same level, the combat effectiveness is still very strong.
But like Yang Guang, who is fighting every day, the time to recover is definitely not enough. It may be okay in the early stage, but in the later stage, it will be different. The masters can only become more and more powerful.
The attraction of innate spiritual treasures has become secondary, but the inheritance of Qiankun Taoist will attract many people, especially those old antiques. For various reasons, they have sealed themselves in their spiritual veins and are still alive. If they can
With the help of Qiankun Taoist's inheritance, you can take yourself to a higher level and jump out of the Five Elements. There is nothing you can't do!
The sick old man is just one of them. He believes that more masters will come to his door soon. Will Emperor Sui still be in such a state at that time?
"Brother, Emperor Sui should be on the fifth or sixth level of Taiyi. He practices superior magical powers, so he can fight across levels." In a corner, three Taoists sat there quietly.
, one of the Taoists wore a purple gold Taoist crown, his eyes flashed with a strange color, and said: "However, the Sui Emperor possesses humane merits, and the merits are as solid as substance."
Apparently his eyes have magical powers and can see the merits of others.
"You can't kill. Emperor Sui has thousands of causes and effects and can defeat him. Who dares to kill him?" The Taoist wearing a white jade Taoist crown in the middle shook his head and said, "Whoever kills him, these thousands of causes and effects will kill him."
Cause and effect can pull him into reincarnation."
"Brother, isn't the Sui Emperor invincible?" The middle-aged man with a black jade crown on his head took a breath of air and couldn't help but said: "In this case, it is really unfair.
"
"You came to snatch someone else's innate spiritual treasure. Isn't it a joke to say something like this now?" The boss sneered: "Now is not the time for us to take action. Emperor Sui did this. On the one hand, he put the threat on the surface. Secondly,
He thinks that others dare not kill him. Thirdly, he is tempering himself and using the help of the battle to break through. But if the bow string is tightened, there will always be a period when he consumes a lot of mana every day and thinks about it in one night.
Recovery is not an easy thing.”
"Then kill him." The second child showed a proud look on his face.
"Many people think the same as you. The real opponent of Emperor Sui hasn't appeared yet! It's just childish now." The boss glanced around coldly. He believed that many people thought so, but who would laugh in the end?
In the end, it all depends on your own ability.
He even thought that Yang Guang knew the world's plans, but the Sui Emperor obviously did not take all this to heart. This was the case in the ancient times. In order to live forever, no matter what kind of calculations were insignificant.
Either Yang Guang succeeded, kept the Qiankun Sword, or even made great progress in his Taoism, or even more, he was defeated and took away the Qiankun Sword.
If you want to get treasures, you have to pay a price.
"Kill!" Above Yang Guang's head, energy smoke rose into the sky. It was obvious that he had consumed a lot of mana. The Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand whizzed down, and the blood-red sword energy burst out of the air, killing Taoist Bailang. The pitiful few
After thousands of years of hard work, he was blinded by greed. Once he was killed, everything turned into dust.
"Who else is there?"
On the ring, Yang Guang's energy and blood rolled, turning into lead and mercury. There was a sound of thunder, and all the surrounding spiritual energy from heaven and earth was absorbed into it, turning into vast mana.
