break the way [comprehension]

One against six?

Seeing such a magical scene, Hongmeng wanted to laugh out loud. This is the leader of the Cultivation Alliance, but a young child. Even Hongmeng himself did not dare to raise him when he met one of them. This kid is really a newborn calf. Hu, how dare he be so arrogant, let's see what happens to him!He is so ignorant at such a young age... But the time of practice is so short, how did this kid know those things involving the ancient times?

Thinking of the terrifying era when the Mahayana monks of the two races also had three digits, and the great ability to cross the catastrophe was the one who was really entrenched at the top of the pyramid. The light gradually dimmed, and the shadows enveloped his heart. Searching for traces of the ancient ways furtively, and finally... seem to disappear near some cultivation alliance world?This kid, did he really have some kind of shit luck, and got the mantle inherited from some powerful man thousands of years ago?

Thinking of this, Hong Meng looked at Xiao Chen's divine sense more and more condensed, trying to catch the clues of the opponent's inheritance from the battle.

However, True Monarch Hongmeng is doomed to be disappointed.

Countless monks held their hearts high for Xiao Chen's battle at this time. Even Du Ziteng, who knew that Xiao Chen was sure of winning this battle, did not expect that things would go this way.

Those six big monsters symbolized the strongest combat power in the peak era of the monster race, and the demon power exposed in every gesture could reverse the rules of the realm change. He raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and when the torrent of ice and snow struck Xiao Chen straight like a knife, it seemed to awaken the fighting spirit of the other five big monsters, the purple thunder that destroyed the sky, the enchanting dance music that seduced people's hearts, and the madness that devoured flesh and blood. Meaning, endless space cracks...

All of a sudden, the attacks of the Dao Principles of the six great demons came at the same time, not only the world in front of us, but if it leaked out, all worlds would be flattened!

Facing this turbulent power of rules, Xiao Chen just stood there quietly, looking at the six ancient monsters, for some reason, Du Ziteng caught a ray of sadness from his expression that was completely inconsistent with the fierce battle situation.

Then, he only stretched out one finger, and tapped lightly.

The ice stream cut through, leaving the earth without a trace.

Thunder flashed, and the sky was as calm as before.

After the melodious dance music, the world is as peaceful as every moment in ten thousand years.

Dense black space cracks surged in, and in front of that finger, it was like the most sympathetic downcast eyes in the world, healing all wounds.

When a blood-red vine snaked silently to his feet, but suddenly sprang up, like a poisonous snake raising its head, and the crimson leaves were like sharp giant teeth, stabbing at Xiao Chen viciously with the intention of endless brutal slaughter, That finger, that point, made all the blood red fade away, and the tender green reappeared.

Then the vine was green and green, and the leaves on it were round and lovely, without even a second of confusion and hesitation, it took the initiative to stretch out the thinnest fluffy new leaves, and gently rubbed against Xiao Chen's fingertips , as if reunited after a long time but no strangers' intimate play, as if everything had never happened.

The power of Taoism is so amazing, but under this finger, it seems that the time is reversed in an instant, and there is no trace of time, just like the blue sky without rain and the heavy snow without trace.

This earth-shattering but silent finger trembled imperceptibly under the gentle flick of the leaves, and the lovely green vines gently draped over the corner of his long sleeves, the round and lovely leaves swayed without wind, It seems that just this is enough.

Xiao Chen calmly raised his eyes to the surroundings. Behind the thunder, under the purple scales, his crystal-like eyes were timidly dazed; it turned out that the sharp pupils in the center of the black feathers turned out to be brilliant golden, which was his favorite. That red-gold color was so gorgeous that it couldn't be under the gorgeous feathers around him; the nine green foxes with long tails swaying like fans actually had a pair of misty and rainy pupils...Du Ziteng discovered that the eyes of these monster races are so gorgeous Colorful, not only the blood red color.

And when the snow-white Jade Suanni raised his head up, his scarlet pupils turned as blue as the clear sky, revealing bewilderment and surprise... and then to bewilderment, he took a step, and fine crystal snow blossomed around his feet. Lotus, and then, step by step, the densely packed snow lotus snaked out a very holy avenue.

The giant snow-white beast is so majestic and elegant that it has captured the hearts of countless people in the alliance, but in the eyes of countless great monks, it is utterly horrified—it is only a coincidence that the Dao of the Hongmeng Zhenjun leaked earlier Songs bloom, flowers fall, and disappear in a flash... But the snow lotus road that this jade suanni stepped out of, blooms, but it is the real ninth-grade holy snow lotus!

The influence of a rule of Tao is like the wind blowing on the water, and the ripples return to calm;

One... can permanently imprint his influence on the Tao on the world;

Can't be compared.

Such an astonishing realm is even more frightening than this Yusuni when her red eyes were berserk just now!

But now, after regaining consciousness, this terrifying giant beast, whose realm has risen to the next level, the road of snow lotus under its feet points straight to Xiao Chen!

No one knows how Xiao Chen, who has subdued these ancient monsters, is going to face such a terrifying Yu Suanni at this moment, even if Du Ziteng is on the steps, he can't help but sit up straight.

This huge snow beast stood still in front of Xiao Chen, and the snow-white and fragrant holy lotus spread out. The azure blue eyes quietly looked down at the small existence in front of him. Get down - is this giant beast going to deal with Xiao Chen with the most ferocious and terrifying bite?

However, that huge head only slowly drooped down to Xiao Chen's feet, and closed his blue pupils solemnly.Xiao Chen slowly stretched out his hand, and stroked his huge forehead lightly. A long howl intertwined with regret and relief resounded through the sky. The figure of the snow-white giant beast gradually became ethereal and crystal clear, and finally turned into a snow lotus and disappeared into the sky. In the prison-like abyss of Wuyuan...

Du Ziteng saw that inconceivable scene again, where the snow lotus disappeared, in the Zhanwu Abyss reshaped by True Monarch Hongmeng, in the abyss known as the burial of the most sacred thing of the monster race, a towering giant tree loomed. It is so tall, it seems to reach the end of the world, surrounded by thousands of clouds...

It's almost impossible to tell whether it's real or not. If it's real, has there ever been such a miraculous existence in Zhanwuyuan?If it is a fantasy, what kind of handwriting can conjure up such a fetish?

The huge black bird with heavy feathers fluttered its wings lightly, and landed with a lightness that was completely inconsistent with its huge body, or because it was too solemn, it lowered its falling momentum, restraining the tearing force for the first time. All the space, the huge wings that overturned the principles of Taoism, like a jade dragon, bowed their heads towards the monk who was so small that he was almost insignificant.

Xiao Chen touched the top again, black fine snow fell all over the sky, Du Ziteng stretched out his hand, but there were one after another small black Huayu, so beautiful that people couldn't tell the truth from the giant tree, accompanied by a sigh. With the last scream, the black figure flashed past, and finally disappeared.

Then, the purple thunder turned into rain, and the cyan dance music became the faint sound.

No one knows why one after another monster clan from thousands of years ago, such as the jade scorpion, the terrifying giant bird with gorgeous feathers that no one can name, and the purple unicorn just now, the nine-nine The blue-tailed fox... will always lower its tall head in front of Xiao Chen, as if willingly, just waiting for him to reach out and caress it, and then disappear completely between the heaven and the earth.

Du Ziteng was also dumbfounded, then he bent his knees and rested his chin, quietly watching Xiao Chen send them off one after another in such a solemn and solemn ceremony of touching the crown, and then it was his turn to sit quietly in the whole ceremony. The verdant vines on the corner of Xiao Chen's robe gently rubbed against his sleeve, feeling nostalgic and reluctant to let go, it was Xiao Chen who stroked his head five times, this time, the outstretched hand couldn't hide the trembling, stopped at halfway.

The verdant vines shook the branches and leaves. It gathered the vine leaves carefully and formed them into a lovely ball shape, then jumped up playfully and rubbed against Xiao Chen's stiff but trembling palms, like a breeze blowing through the treetops. There was the sound of branches and leaves that sounded like whispers of laughter, and the green streamer also disappeared among the towering giant trees. In the faint clouds and mists, Du Ziteng seemed to see that lazy vine hanging on the branch of the giant tree, as if he had noticed Du Ziteng's gaze, and looked at him Shaking the branches and leaves playfully.

Du Ziteng suddenly stood up from the steps, he was absent-minded for a long time, that vine, no, he had seen that kind of vine before!

Du Ziteng suddenly looked at the shining golden bun, only then did he realize that this most noisy and heartless weapon spirit was quietly suspended in mid-air, staring at the scene just now, Du Ziteng felt absurdly excited from it. Seeing the solemn and solemn meaning of the ceremony, it is unbearable to break.

Clouds and mist floated on the giant tree, as if the curtain finally fell, and the naughty figure of the branches and leaves finally disappeared completely.

Baozi let out a low sigh, and quietly "sat" on the steps.

Du Ziteng really thought it was absurd for this kind of sad expression to appear on a steamed stuffed bun.

Before Du Ziteng could ask anything, Baozi had already whispered, "Where's that broken stick? Tell it to come out and chat..."

Du Ziteng: ...

He was sure that this line came from Wuyou Group's epic masterpiece "The Emperor's Wind and Cloud". Only you can understand me..."

Could it be that the steamed stuffed bun in front of him actually has the indescribable loneliness of a powerful figure in the world?

In the end, Du Ziteng just let go of his natal magic weapon, watching a small wooden stick with a few sparse leaves on it, and a golden bun with [-] pleats sitting quietly on the bright and gorgeous red gold steps side by side, Gazing at the towering giant tree in the depths of the clouds and at the end of the world, for some reason, this scene is obviously timeless, but it made him feel a deep pain in the egg, so he had to swallow the question of seeing the vines in the whirlpool mirror tower back to his heart .

And sending the six big monsters away, Xiao Chen didn't know why, but also quietly looked up at the towering giant tree, the back view made everyone feel very lonely.

After a long while, he waved his sleeves, and the towering giant tree dissipated like a cloud of smoke, leaving only a huge abyss, like a wound on the earth that would never heal. Immediately afterwards, the scene of cutting Wuyuan seemed unbearable. Then, a shambled figure of light fell out from the disappearing Zhanwu Yuan.

Xiao Chen laughed mockingly: "How much soul power do you still have to drive the water from the seven ponds?"

Hong Meng was so shocked at this moment, he couldn't see through Xiao Chen's inheritance, he couldn't see through the other party's origin, but now his old background was clearly exposed by the other party, how could he not be shocked.

Immediately, he argued strongly: "What do you know! That is the expectation entrusted to me by hundreds of millions of human beings! The way is on your shoulders, how dare you refuse it! You evil spirits, betraying the expectations of the human race will never end well..."

Xiao Chen flicked his robe: "You can just deceive those ignorant people with these words, if you have no soul power, how can you steal the luck of the human race, how can you drive the seven pools of water formed by the condensed soul of the great goblin?"

The frightening fact of Xiao Chen's indifferent tone made all the cultivators of the Zhanwu League have to believe that it was formed by the condensed soul of the great goblin... If it wasn't like this, how could it explain the secret realm where the cultivation level can be improved after Qichi ?If it wasn't like this, how could Hongmeng, as a great power of the human race, summon such terrifying six great monsters?

Hongmeng sneered and said: "How can you and other ants know the fate of a family, how mysterious it is, it is soul power... that is what must be done for the fate of a family!"

To actually admit such a perverse act of collecting soul power in such a way!

Thinking of the disgusting things behind the soul power, all the monks, regardless of whether they belong to the Cultivation Alliance or the Wuwu Alliance, shudder. Such actions, under the banner of the human race, are no different from demons!This Hongmeng True Monarch kept saying that Xiao Chen and Du Ziteng colluded with the monster race and betrayed the human race, but they were evil spirits, but in the end... who is the real evil spirit?

Xiao Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person: "Steal luck first, and then borrow soul power... It's really a good plan. Now that you have squandered all your soul power, it should be my turn, right?"

In the next moment, without waiting for that group of colorful rays of light to make any more tricks, Xiao Chen actually jumped up, confronting the majestic Mahayana monks head-on, he was like a mortal martial artist, throwing away all principles, all powers, and all innocence. Perform the Miaofa, slam down with one palm, then spin and kick with one leg, elbow sideways...

The dazzling and beautiful moves are neat and neat, the group of colorful rays of light is like a colorful sandbag being kicked and beaten by Xiao Chen, making dull noises continuously, in the crackling rhythm, all the monks are dumbfounded, today's battle... is really unique, Let them open their eyes, it turns out that Mahayana fighting... is like this, no, it should be said that Mahayana fighting can still be like this.

But at this time, the monks who cut Wuyuan looked at this scene. It is clear that the world has returned to calm at this time, and there is no more disturbance. Suffering, others don't know, how can monks like them who have faintly touched the threshold of Taoism not know?

Xiao Chen's punches and kicks, which seem to have the least technical content and are like ordinary people, are the ones that really contain the true truth. The oncoming ones were still unreasonable fists and kicks, as if the changes of the Tao again and again fell into an unknown space, and they could not take effect in the end.

Being able to crush the No.1 of the human race as a sandbag... What is the origin of such a cultivation alliance leader?How can such a cultivation alliance be an enemy?

Even though they have realized the huge gap in overall combat power with the Cultivation Alliance early on, when the backer they have been looking up to and relying on is also kicked down by the opponent and kicked around like a sandbag, all the disillusionment is lost The side of the Zhanwu League was completely dead silent.

After failing to break through the Tao again and again, finally the group of colorful rays of light seemed to be unable to bear this kind of insult anymore: "What are you going to do! What are you doing!"

If he was killed, Hongmeng would not feel as uncomfortable as he is now.

For tens of thousands of years, he has enjoyed the glory above the human race. All praise, all awe, all glory, all spiritual things... everything belongs to him. Has there ever been such a moment?

And the next moment, when he opened his mouth, Xiao Chen retracted his legs expressionlessly, Hong Meng gasped slightly, and his heart was at peace for a while, as long as the other party has a plan, no matter what the price is, as long as he can persist... stay The green hills are not afraid of no firewood!

At this moment, the Mahayana monk who claimed to be the top of the pyramid of the human race and refused to be contaminated by the mortal world was thinking hard about a common proverb.

However, Xiao Chen suddenly stretched out his hands, pinched the ball of colorful light and tore it fiercely. With a scream, Xiao Chen stepped on the person who no longer had any light on his body, and said expressionlessly: "You How dare you? Use your soul power to drive their spirits...you deserve it too?!"

Under the soles of Xiao Chen's feet, there was a distorted face full of snot and tears. Even so, all the monks of the Zhanwu League could still vaguely recognize the scaled facial features and the human-like pupils with their outstanding eyesight. ... This person who used all kinds of cruel methods to firmly stand on the top of the human race and kept saying that he was for the benefit of the human race was actually a human-monster hybrid monk!

And Xiao Chen didn't even raise his eyebrows, as if he didn't care how weird the head he was stepping on at all, he just said softly: "Fan Gu, True Monarch Canghan... you killed him? Heh, human race Now that the decay has come to this point, there are only the two of you who have been born into the Mahayana, and you are so unscrupulous in stealing luck for your own selfishness... Thousands of years ago, you were also like this wearing a dignified colorful dress and deceiving the trust of the monster race with your clever words. Can we stab them when they are most defenseless?"

At this time, True Monarch Hongmeng, or rather, Fan Gu, who was stepped on by Xiao Chen at this time, no longer cared about any schemes and airs. The darkest, dirtiest, and most unspeakable things in his heart were like this The colorful clothes were torn off and suddenly exposed to the sun, he howled mournfully: "Who the hell are you?! Who the hell are you!!!!!!"

How can I know what happened thousands of years ago!why! ! !

However, Xiao Chen whispered as if talking to himself: "Heh, after all, who would have thought that the allies who fought side by side would suddenly turn around and stab him? ... It's a bad omen, so that's how it is."

Fan Gu screamed like a pig: "Who are you? Who are you?!" In that scream, he could no longer hide his trembling and trembling. Uncover an old scar that cannot be touched, and make this majestic Mahayana monk strong like crazy.

Xiao Chen raised his foot, looked at the distorted ugly face, and said calmly: "It should have ended long ago."

Then, the golden light in his eyes flickered on and off, and there was a real disgust on his face, as if he wanted to crush a stinky bug to death, so he wanted to step on it!

On the verge of death, Fan Gu seemed to have finally regained a ray of clarity, and he screamed loudly: "Tun Ri—! Tun Ri—!!! Save me! Save me! You want to resurrect the Demon Emperor! I will give you Seven pools of water!!!”