The Great Tao Chronicle

The top of the mountain was dead silent.

Thousands of people were in disarray, completely unaware of what was going on.

In their opinion, the sheep snake stepped over the mountain and came aggressively, drawing his sword and pointing his fingers, arrogant and unbelievable.

But I didn't expect it, and suddenly knelt down.

Kneeling so abruptly, so terrifying.

For a time, I don't know how many people's scalps are numb.

Of course, they wouldn't think that the sheep snake was frightened. How could a master of divine veins, the lord of a sect in the extreme north, be paralyzed with fright at a glance.

The only possibility is that, in that glance, something happened to him that they couldn't understand.

This unknown made them all a little scared.

Even Zhao Changlin, Mu Hanfeng, Lan Da and the others were terrified.

Their qi veins have been formed, and they vaguely know what happened, but it is because of this that they are shocked.

In the world of spiritual martial arts, the wheel-turning method is the first, and the spiritual practice is led by the wheel-turning king and the real person worshiping the moon, but even these two people can so easily scare a master of the gods into this?

Many people looked at the front of the mountain gate. Before the black and white intertwined, like two swimming fishes circulating in the shape called 'Tai Chi Tu', An Qisheng sat still, as if nothing had happened.

Yun Haitian, Wang Jianglong was also secretly surprised, but the two of them knew what happened.

It just didn't occur to him that An Qisheng's 'god' was so tyrannical that it would affect the sheep snake that had been forged for many years.

tick~

Dou Da sweat drops on the smooth white jade slab.

Sheep Snake was in a trance, not knowing where she was, let alone whether everything in front of her was true or false.

The mental pain, reflected on the body, is so real and true that at this moment, his body is twitching and trembling without an inch of subtlety.

The incomparable drowsiness, tiredness, and pain spread in his heart, so that even if he knelt on the ground in front of all eyes, he didn't even have a trace of shame in his heart.

Until a piece of white jade letter raft that seemed to be condensed by ice and snow slipped from his cuff.

Ding~

A crisp touch sounded.

This is......

Letters from the Sovereign!

There was a look of expression in the eyes of Yang Snake's gray defeat, and he even ignored why he had forgotten this letter.

Sheep Snake grabbed the letter, her lips wriggled, and she was frightened and apprehensive.

Divine veins are attached, which can disperse the will of the gods and leave their own imprints on some special materials full of spiritual energy.

Just as An Qisheng can keep his 'Xianxiantai' on the Sword Solving Stone.

In this letter, there is also a martial art of Pang Wanyang!

He dared to provoke Daoist Wangquan, naturally because of this letter from Pang Wanyang.

A few months ago, he sent a letter to Huangjue Temple, tried his best to provocatively, and still left Huangjue Temple unharmed, because of Pang Wanyang's letter.

But he never thought of it.

The 'god' of the Taoist king was so tyrannical that he even forgot the existence of this letter and suffered the most tragic torture in the world.

clatter!

The faint knocking sound suddenly disappeared.

An Qisheng looked down at the sheep snake kneeling on the ground. To be precise, it was the letter that fell, and said lightly:

"A letter gave you the confidence to challenge me, Pang Wanyang is really amazing..."

From the beginning to the end, his attention was not on Yang Snake, the Sect Master of Hell Demon Sect, who was supposed to be replaced by Kong San, but on this letter.

Pang Wanyang's letter.

Some people, even if they are not in the world, will not be forgotten by the world.

Pang Wanyang is such a person.

The lord of the Six Prison Demon Sect, the overlord who has dominated the world for decades, the supreme realm of Taiyin Promise, and is known as the supreme master closest to heaven and man.

Who dares to ignore it?

The faint words floated on the top of the mountain, and there was no temperature in them, but the heart of the sheep snake was suddenly in crisis.

This old Taoist wants to kill me!

"Kingdom Daoist......"

The sheep snake's heart jumped wildly, and the trembling hands held up the letter:

"I'm here to deliver a letter for the suzerain, you can't kill me!"

"Do you think......."

An Qisheng leaned slightly, like a mountain leaning forward, and the overwhelming momentum flowed down:

"Am I fighting you?"

What?

Sheep Snake's pupils shrank, as if remembering something extremely terrifying, and her complexion changed drastically.

But in the next moment, there seemed to be a thunderous explosion.

boom!

Above the mountains and rivers, the wind is turbulent.

The sudden gust of wind roared like thousands of wind dragons in unison, and the turbulent air flow in an instant caused the coats and hats of many martial artists to be blown away without a trace.

But at this moment, no one cares about that.

They all looked at the 'sheep snake' who slowly got up in the storm.

As the sheep snake slowly got up, the gust of wind on the top of the wicked mountain moved around its body like a Taoist snake, enveloping it.

in the eyes of the people.

The already tall and burly body of the 'Sheep Snake' became more and more tall and straight, and became well-proportioned and slender, and his rough face changed even more.

The rough face became refined, the sunken eyes became narrow and long, and the thick long eyebrows became light, like a cloud of smoke rising.

It is still the general dress of the accountant, but the temperament of the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes!

With his hands down, he has a majestic aura that looks down on the world and fills the void.

It seems to be thicker and more majestic than the mountains, which makes people look in awe.

"Pang Wanyang!"

Before the mountain gate, Wang Jianglong and Yun Haitian stood up suddenly, looking at the man in robe standing in the wind with their hands behind their backs, they couldn't hide their shock.

"Pang, Pang Wanyang?"

"How could he be Pang Wanyang?"

"How could he become Pang Wanyang, what kind of martial arts is this?"

The top of the mountain was chaotic for a while, and thousands of people were all terrified and left the place unconsciously, just wanting to leave the figure far away.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Just a name, thousands of people in the martial arts all changed color, and even if they were not blocked in front of the mountain road, they would almost flee.

It is obvious how powerful he is.

Zhao Changlin, Lan Da and others also all changed color.

"Amitabha!"

Sanyin, Sanmu and other great monks also got up and folded their hands together and recited the Buddha's name:

"I don't want the Demon Venerable to borrow the body..."

Divine Veins, in any power, in any dynasty, is an absolute big man, an ancestor-level figure who dominates one side.

Although the sheep snake is not comparable to the Red Sun Dharma King, it is a divine vein in the end.

Being abandoned like this, the three old monks were shocked and inexplicable.

The whole place shook.

Only An Qisheng sat still as if on the ground, and looked directly at Pang Wanyang who had come from his body.

The first hurdle for the Qi meridian to enter the divine meridian is 'Yin Shen exits the body', but this does not mean that the divine meridian can occupy other people's bodies at will.

In the world, there is only one martial art that can take advantage of rebirth.

There are quite a few martial arts who pretend to rely on the will of God on the body of others.

Just wanting to do it is by no means easy. The 'God' is ten times stronger than the person who borrowed the body, so he can try to do it.

The fact that Pang Wanyang came from the body was not something that shocked Wang Jianglong and others.

They were shocked that Pang Wanyang was able to use the body of the divine vein to come here!

The meaning of this has to shock them.

Pang Wanyang's expression was peaceful and quiet, he didn't look like a monster, but like an elegant accountant.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at An Qisheng and the black and white Taiji diagram behind him, his eyes lit up slightly:

"This picture, its color is black and white, alludes to yin and yang, there is yin in yang, and there is yang in yin, but the Taoist has a good spirit...

What is this picture called? "

He spoke lightly, but his voice was not that of a sheep or snake.

It was a ding-dong sound like the collision of gold and jade, and the words contained a strong divine will, so that everyone would be affected unconsciously.

But this is not intentional, but natural.

Why Promise?

Promise is without borders and boundaries, without boundaries and infinity.

God's will is almost in harmony with heaven and earth, and every word and deed seems to resonate with heaven and earth.

"Pang Wanyang..."

An Qisheng's eyes rippled:

"Tai Chi diagram!"

While Pang Wanyang looked at him, he was also looking at this world's number one expert.

An Qisheng was deeply touched.

As Pang Wanyang opened his voice, he could feel the void on the top of the mountain, the earth, the rocks, all shaking slightly, and the dead things became lively.

He even gave him the illusion that as long as Pang Wanyang was willing, this mountain would disintegrate and turn into powder.

"Tai Chi diagram, a good Tai Chi diagram..."

Pang Wanyang looked down at the top of the mountain with a slight sigh:

"This seat originally thought that the Taoist had this kind of good fortune because he got the gods and soldiers of heaven, but I didn't think that there are people as brilliant as the Taoist in the world..."

He was interested in coming here, but most of it was because of this.

From a dying body to what it is today in just two years, it is a miracle for anyone to see, and there has been no such miracle in the tens of thousands of years in the floating world.

He originally thought that this man had obtained such a good fortune because of the divine weapon of heaven and man.

But he didn't want to, it was more powerful than he thought.

For him, this Tai Chi map was more surprising and shocking than seeing the gods and gods.

An Qisheng didn't change his expression, and responded lightly:

"The Demon Venerable came with a divine vein as a letter, wouldn't it be just for praise?"

"The deity never expected that the Taoist master would practice the Wheel-turning Technique to such a state that he could trap the deity's divine will on the sheep and snake..."

Pang Wanyang's eyes were deep, and he seemed to be neither happy nor angry:

"Killing one of my six prisons at the click of a finger, the Taoist master's method is also amazing."

He sent the sheep snake to deliver the letter, but he wanted to see the martial arts of the Taoist Wang Quan in the air, but he had no intention of borrowing it.

Divine Veins, the physique and spirit have been extremely harmonious.

The old Taoist used the wheel-turning method to trap this ray of divine will in the body of the sheep and snake. If he stayed for a long time, the sheep and snake would live and die.

And if he leaves the body.

The sheep and snake will only be like a punctured water bag, the gods will not be consummated, and they will eventually die.

It can be said that, as it said, let the sheep snake die convinced.

"Mozun doesn't seem to be angry?"

An Qisheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

When you see a person with your eyes, you only see his skin~www.readwn.com~ When you see a person with your heart, you see his spirit.

The two had only met for a moment, but they had a deep understanding of each other. Just as Pang Wanyang saw the mystery of the Taiji Diagram, he also saw Pang Wanyang's ruthless and selfless way.

"Who in the world doesn't die? If you don't become a god, you will eventually die in three hundred years. How and when to die, what's the big deal?"

Pang Wanyang smiled:

"If you can die at the hands of a Taoist, the sheep snake will not be in vain in this life!

It's a pity that Mr. Pang doesn't have a wife and children. Otherwise, he will come to the door to let the Taoist kill him again, but they will be hard-to-find for three generations. "

A voice with a faint smile echoed on the top of the mountain.

But all the people who heard these words felt a chill in their hearts and felt a chill to the bone.

People with indifferent family love abound in the rivers and lakes, but it is the first time they have seen someone who can say such horrifying words in such plain words.

Hearing this, An Qisheng raised his eyelids and said faintly:

"It seems that Demon Venerable wants this creation."