I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 868 See who has the last laugh

"Your Majesty Sui Guang, the Taoist Bailang of the poor, does not have a hundred thousand."

Looking at the handsome middle-aged man in front of him, holding a folding fan and looking very handsome, Yang Guang felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

"If fellow daoists don't have spirit stones, you can provide a copy of a magic book worth [-] spirit stones." Yang Guang was calm, with a look of indifference.With a wave of his right hand, a blank jade slip flew out from one side.

"Pindao has already prepared it." Taoist Bailang showed a smug expression on his face. He held the jade slip in his hand and pointed it out with his right hand. One after another divine pattern was immersed in it and turned into a magical power.After he finished writing, he put the Jade Slips of Inheritance aside and made an oath of heaven.

Yang Guang held the Jade Slips of Inheritance in his hand, and scanned it with his spiritual sense. What was stored in it was a magical power called "Canglang Sword Jue". In the arsenal of the Sui Dynasty, there were not a thousand, but eight hundred magical powers.

"Ding! You have read the "Canglang Sword Art" by Li Daokong, the Taoist priest of Bailang, and gained 500 years of mana."

Sure enough, the system gave an evaluation, and what he got was the most rubbish 500-year mana, which happened to be the mana that Yang Guang needed most at the moment.

A vast amount of mana poured into the sea of ​​consciousness, the first Taoist palace opened suddenly, and the statue of Dijiang God was shining brightly. The eyes are shining with brilliance, just like the substance.

"Emperor Sui, are you ready?" Li Daokong looked at Yang Guang in front of him, and in an instant, he sensed a powerful aura, but this aura disappeared without a trace, and he didn't let go immediately. on heart.

"Are you so anxious to die? How dare you cheat me with a copy of the Canglang Sword Art, which is not worth a thousand spirit stones?" Yang Guang's face was indifferent, and the sword in his hand swung a blood-red sword light The huffing and puffing is about a thousand feet long, and Zhou Tian's murderous aura is concentrated, which makes people's soul shake.

Taoist Bailang's face turned red when Yang Guang said it, but he soon became angry from embarrassment. People like him, who claim to be romantic, actually have the best face. Everything was his own fault, but he blamed Yang Guang for everything.The folding fan in his hand turned into a flying sword and slashed out, and the sound of the tide suddenly came from the sky and the earth.

The sound of the tide is getting louder and louder, and one after another huge waves are roaring, one wave after another, covering the sky and covering the earth, this is the characteristic of the Canglang Sword Art, the sword energy is like waves, one after another, the power of the back wave is greater than the front wave , the power is superimposed on each other, and the power is naturally getting bigger and bigger.

There was some disdain in the depths of Yang Guang's eyes. Taoist Bailang was at most the seventh level of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and he could severely injure him with a single sword strike, but after Yang Guang thought about it, he still urged Zhu Xian Sword Qi, fighting with the opponent, although it has an advantage, the advantage is not obvious, and it can still suppress the appearance of the opponent.

"Emperor Sui's mana?" Taoist Jingyang saw it clearly, with a hint of thought on his face.

"Brother Jingyang, Sui Emperor's mana is very powerful, but after these few days, fighting every day, no matter how powerful the mana is, no matter how powerful the supernatural power is, it is not easy to restore to normal in a short time. "Jiang Zixu explained: "However, it should be very easy to deal with this guy in front of him. The seventh level of Taiyi is nothing in front of the Sui Emperor."

The Holy Son is the Holy Son, and Jiang Zixu didn't even care about the strength of the seventh level of the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Daoist Jingyang just nodded, with a worried look on his face. What Jiang Zixu said made sense. He really didn't take it seriously at the seventh level of the Taiyi Golden Immortal. Fighting across levels, but among the same level, the combat effectiveness is still very sturdy.

But like Yang Guang, who fights every day, there is definitely not enough time to recover. It may be okay in the early stage, but it will be different in the later stage. There can only be more and more masters and stronger.

The attraction of innate spiritual treasures has become secondary, but the inheritance of Daoist Qiankun will attract many people, especially those old antiques, who have sealed themselves in their spiritual veins for various reasons and lived with ease. With the help of Qiankun Daoist's inheritance, let yourself go to the next level, jump out of the five elements, what kind of things can't be done!

The sick old man was just one of them. He believed that there would be more masters coming to him in the near future. Was Emperor Sui still in such a state at that time?

"Brother, the Sui Emperor should be on the fifth or sixth floor of Taiyi. He practices superior supernatural powers, so he can leapfrog and fight." In a corner, three Taoists sat there quietly. , one of the Taoists wore a purple gold Taoist crown, with a strange look in his eyes, and said: "However, the Sui Emperor has the merits of humanity, and the merits are as solid as they are."

Apparently, his eyes gave birth to supernatural powers, and he could see the merits of the other party.

"Killing is not killing. Emperor Sui has thousands of causes and effects, and he can be defeated. Who dares to kill him?" The Taoist in the middle with a white jade crown shook his head and said, "Whoever kills him, these thousands of people will kill him." Cause and effect can pull him into reincarnation."

"Brother, isn't the Sui Emperor invincible?" The middle-aged man with the black jade crown on his head gasped, and couldn't help but said, "In this case, it's really unfair. "

"You came to snatch other people's Xiantian Lingbao. Isn't it a joke to say something like this now?" The boss sneered: "Now is not the time for us to make a move. Sui Huang did this, on the one hand, to put the threat on the surface, and on the other hand It is because he thinks that others dare not kill him. Third, he is sharpening himself and breaking through himself with the help of a big battle. It’s just that the bowstring is tense, and there will always be a time when he consumes a lot of mana every day. Recovery is not an easy task."

"Then consume him to death." The second child showed a smug expression on his face.

"Many people think the same as you. Sui Huang's real opponent hasn't appeared yet! It's just pediatrics now." The boss glanced around coldly. He believed that many people thought so, but who could laugh in the end? In the end, it's up to you.

He even thought that Yang Guang knew the plans of the world, but Emperor Sui obviously didn't take all of this to heart. It was like this in the prehistoric world. For the sake of longevity and long-term vision, no matter what kind of calculations are nothing.

Either Yang Guang succeeded, kept the Qiankun Sword, and even made great progress in Taoism, or he was defeated and took away the Qiankun Sword.

If you want to obtain treasures, you will naturally have to pay a price.

"Kill!" Above Yang Guang's head, smoke of energy rose into the sky, obviously consuming a lot of mana, the Heaven Zhanjian in his hand whizzed down, and the blood-red sword energy burst out of the air, beheading Taoist Bailang.Poor for thousands of years of penance, but blinded by greed, once he was beheaded and killed, everything turned into dust.

"Which fellow Taoist?"

On the stage, Yang Guang's energy and blood rolled and turned into lead and mercury. There was a sound of thunder, and all the spiritual energy of the surrounding world was absorbed into it, turning into vast mana.

(End of this chapter)