The Great Tao Chronicle

The five-color brilliance is intertwined, the sky is sealed, and the substantive general atmosphere covers the four fields.

There is also a vast and magnificent mind and thoughts coming from all directions, and suppressing him with the most violent attitude.

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

Beneath the giant palm, the bones of the Taoist Yixie rattled, and the fine lines instantly spread all over the body.

The different evil ways are different from the primordial spirits cultivated by other sects.

Its root lies in the seventy-two great laws. When one great practice is completed, another supernatural power is added. When the seventy-two great teachings are completed, one has seventy-two supernatural powers.

However, in the war of the destruction of the evil way, his seven-emotional demons, the extremely evil wood charms, the five-yin skeleton demons and other foreign supernatural powers were completely destroyed, and the demon corpse was half-crippled. the sustenance of his soul.

Even though he was carrying a strange treasure, he had no choice but to watch the giant palm shatter the phantom of the altar.

crashed down.

"to die again"

There is endless unwillingness in the hearts of the aliens.

After struggling for so many years to get the chance to come back to life, is he going to die when he is born?

Isn't this exactly what Daoist Ji said that day?

Fate, is it really irreversible?

boom!

The ground shook and the mountains swayed.

The giant palm suddenly retracted its strength, and the aftermath shattered the ground and shattered the skeletons of Immortal Yixie. In his astonishment, he held him in the palm of his hand.

Huhu~

The sky lit up with fish maw white.

In the midst of the ruins, the yellow dog had a round belly and was panting heavily on its back to the sky. The demon was delicious but hard to digest.

An Qisheng fell to the ground slowly, and with a flick of his sleeve, the earth veins hummed in the mountains, calming the boiling and rolling air wave formation.

"Woo~"

The yellow dog turned over with difficulty and walked over staggeringly.

"Things, don't eat indiscriminately."

An Qisheng glanced at it and shook his head.

Its physique has been refined again and again, and its intentional training has surpassed that of the ordinary monster. Its minions are not only sharp, but also have the ability to smash evil.

A year ago, Sun Qidu was no longer its opponent. Among these monsters, there were few powerful ones, so naturally they couldn't hurt it.

It's just that the injury was not hurt, but he almost killed himself.

It can only be said that with strength, the mind is still difficult to get rid of the habits of dogs.

"master"

The yellow dog burped pitifully, and his nostrils spewed yin.

"You."

An Qisheng shot casually.

boom!

The yellow dog fell on all fours again, and opened his mouth to spew out black smoke.

A ghostly face emerged from the black smoke, screaming hideously.

An Qisheng squeezed it casually, and the black smoke whimpered and was held in his palm again. These ghosts are useless, their essence is distorted, they are crazy, and they can't even communicate.

However, there are some uses.

Only then did the yellow dog seem to be alive, showing a touch of comfort in a humane way:

"In the future, it won't be like this"

An Qisheng didn't bother to pay attention to this silly dog. With a move in his heart, a white bone had already fallen from the sky and fell in front of him.

This white bone seems to be exactly the same as the white bone human demon, but if you look closely, you can see that it is not pure white bone.

Within every inch of the white bones, there are countless blood-red lines interspersed in the bones.

Because of these blood-red lines, this white bone was covered with cracks at this time, but it still did not fall apart.

huh~

The yellow dog turned over and jumped up, but he had already forgotten the previous lesson. Looking at the white bone, his saliva dripped down.

It took a step, felt An Qisheng's eyes, and immediately fell to the ground:

"Old, sir, I, I just have itchy teeth"

Dogs can't stop eating shit.

An Qisheng shook his head in his heart, but he knew it.

This is because he has cultivated the dog's bloodline many times, causing his bones and muscles to grow too fast, and he unconsciously wants to grind his teeth, not really greedy for bones.

In the sound of clack, the Taoist Yixie couldn't get up after moving several times, so he simply gave up the struggle, and said coldly:

"who are you?"

It's not that he can't afford to lose, it's just that he's not reconciled. This person has neither the aura of incense nor the Tao, and how the energy of Buddha, demon, ghost, and evil is so tyrannical.

Yes, tyrannical.

He is very clear that this person does not have the pure yang energy that is scorched by thunder and fire, and there is no light of perfection that the primordial spirit has achieved.

No matter which one he cultivates, it is at most a real person who has become a supernatural power.

But he himself, even though he is so weak at this time, is the primordial spirit, and it is more than tyrannical to be able to take down his real person?

"The Lord of the Netherworld is no longer there, so you probably won't have the chance to tell me in the Netherworld."

An Qisheng said lightly, and when he stretched out his hand, ripples swayed in the void, and bursts of yin and evil energy rolled out.

An quaint and mottled small altar was pinched by An Qisheng.

"you!"

The Yixie Daoist struggled frantically and roared: "Give it back to me! Quickly return the altar to me!"

He roared angrily, and for the first time fear appeared in his heart.

This altar was an adventure he got when he was a teenager. After practicing, he refined it into his life for the first time. Even if he was the same person, no one could rob him without his consent. Go to this altar.

But at this time, he felt the cutting of his life.

This Taoist man in white, somehow, cut off the connection between his life and this altar!

"Is Yuanshen also afraid?"

An Qisheng held the quaint altar, and glanced at the Taoist Yixie indifferently, and immediately suppressed his huge mind, and sealed his primordial spirit among the white-bones demons:

"Take your time and savor the fear."

There are seventy-two Dafas in the Different Evil Dao, and any one of them must be nourished by a large number of people, beasts, blood, and souls.

The white bones he encountered before, seducing the villagers with the incense of fascination has been considered stable. .

This wicked Daoist has cultivated seventy-two evil methods!

More than millions of people and beasts died in its hands?

Naturally, it was not so easy to let him go.

"Master, what are you holding in your hand?"

The yellow dog's tail stood up again.

"A one-of-a-kind quirk."

An Qisheng looked at the mini altar in his hand.

The difference between this altar and the altar in the underground palace is not big, and there are only subtle points that are a little surprising. That is, the lines on this mini altar are more natural and mysterious.

As his eyes fell, the information about this altar also emerged in his heart:

[Consumes 10,000 Dao Power points]

[One of the replacement scales (also known as the altar of responsiveness), grade, five-star rare treasure]

[From the terrestrial and secluded realm of the wild world, it was created by the master of the starry sky and the laws of heaven and earth, and was thrown into an unknown place to locate and explore one of the rare treasures of the outer world, and it was one of the anchor points for the positioning of the master of the starry sky. one】

[Capacity 1: exchange, take a cent, give back a cent, sacrifice all kinds of items, you can get the response of other replacement balances, in exchange for things outside the universe, and it will change according to the laws of the realm, convergence The laws of this world]

[Capability 2: Positioning, the anchor point is where I am, and one day, its master will reach]

[Evaluation: This is one of the rare treasures created by the power rooted in the law of cosmic replacement]

10,000 Dao Strength!

This is the treasure that An Qisheng encounters that consumes the most dao energy after opening the Dao picture!

Just searching for its information has consumed a full 10,000 Dao Power!

"Five-star?"

An Qisheng was shocked, but at this time, he finally caught a little.

Five star?

What does this star mean?

Who gave the star rating?

If I remember correctly, the sword of kingship he cast seems to be only one star, and it is a combination of eight swords of kingship.

[The source of the classification of stars is too ancient to be known, or it can be known that other fragments of Daoyi map have been recovered]

[The owner of the picture has not asked, so it has not been displayed]

Dao Yitu responded.

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

This picture may be too broken, and it is dull and not one-tenth of the agility of Wang Quanjian. Any information can only be obtained by asking. If you don't ask, there will never be a hint of reminder.

Just like the division of stars, he had already glanced at it as early as when he had just obtained a picture of Dao Yi.

It's just that I didn't care at the time.

Later, because after entering Jiufujie, I never spied on other stars with a Daoyi map.

At this time, it seems that this star rating standard is too high.

Take the Wangquan Sword as an example. The Wangquan Sword was made by the Taoist Jiazi of Wangquan. The combination of eight handles can kill the heavens and the human beings.

If so, should heaven and man be only one star?

"What is the star rating? Combat power? Or what?"

An Qisheng was even more puzzled.

In different worlds, the cultivation system is completely different, and the combat power performance is also different. In theory, it is impossible to divide the equal sign.

【Daoji】

The picture of Daoyi shines brightly, and the text changes again:

[Those who build the foundation of Taoism will also be awarded one star if they are unarmed.

Listening to Dao Yitu's response, An Qisheng still frowned.

The word Daoji has too many meanings.

Is it the Hundred Days Foundation?

Back to the innate?

Or discernment?

Or, all inclusive?

Knowing the star classification, An Qisheng checked himself through Daoyitu:

[An Qisheng (the master of the road map)]

[Shouyuan: 24495 (Xuanxing)]

[Specialty: Da Mengjiqianqiu (one-star magic skill) Tai Chi Sanshou (one-star Taoist martial arts) Taiji Taoist twenty-four body spirits (one-star Taoist martial arts)]

[Treasure: King Power Sword (1/8)]

[Track of this life: Unpredictable]

[Dao Strength: 630,000 points]

[Evaluation: Five Qi Chaoyuan, Three Flowers Gathering on the Top, Daoji Casting, One Star]

As expected by An Qisheng, he himself did not cross the one-star category.

And then he glanced at the Yixie Daoist lying on the corpse. This master who has been cast into the primordial spirit for many years has only one star in the evaluation of Dao Yitu.

As for the yellow dog, it is a matter of course that it did not meet the evaluation standards.

An Qisheng closed his eyes, recited the names in his heart, and put all the people who came to this world and probed into the star system one by one.

However, it was found that this star level really has nothing to do with combat power, and the evaluation standard is very strange.

It's a pity, perhaps because Daoyitu is too broken, he doesn't know much about the classification of stars, and the information is scattered.

I don't even know if the end of this star is ten stars, or a hundred stars, or more.

If you want to know more, you may only find other fragments of Daoyitu.

It's just that piece of the Emperor Heaven Realm.

If his expectations are not bad, I am afraid that it is the 'book of life and death' that the Netherworld Lord holds to determine the reincarnation of life and death.

Although the Netherworld Lord is not here at this time, it is not easy to get it.

huh~

An Qisheng tried one by one for a long time, until the sky gradually lighted up, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

The morning light breaks, and the sun rises.

Not far away, dozens of villagers came to support the old village, full of apprehension and complexity.

The yellow dog lay lazily on the ground, glancing at the skeleton-like Taoist priest from time to time, his saliva drooling.

"Thank you Daochang for waiting for me to get rid of this monster!"

A group of villagers came to the front, hula la kneeled on the ground, and kowtowed.

The yellow dog glanced at the villagers disdainfully, then lowered his head and licked his paws.

One bye,

Two thanks,

Three prayers,

All the villagers were dizzy and dizzy, but An Qisheng still didn't make a sound.

It was the old village chief, who couldn't stand it, and said respectfully:

"Daoist, I'm waiting here to beg the Taoist for one thing, but this is a bit rude."

An Qisheng's eyes were dim, and he could see the minds of these villagers. Hearing the words, he said lightly:

"Since you know it's rude, you don't have to say it."

uh~

The front of the old village froze, and suddenly fell to the ground and cried:

"Daoist, you are an immortal, you are an immortal high above, I am just an ant in the ground, please help us, help us"

When he cried, the other villagers also burst into tears.

Most of the people who came here were village women. At this time, they were about to cry, which was really not inferior to howling ghosts and wolves. A tiger in the distance heard it and fled in panic.

But An Qisheng was still unmoved, but his eyes became more and more indifferent.

Finally someone couldn't hold it anymore, a village woman stood up suddenly and cried to An Qisheng:

"You! You killed the mountain god, you, you must help us!"

The other villagers also shouted, it seems that An Qisheng's silence gave them confidence, and even forgot that the 'mountain god' they had always worshiped was captured by this Taoist man in white.

roar~

The yellow dog couldn't help but growl.

The roar, like a dull thunder, immediately frightened the villagers, and they fell to the ground one by one, in a mess.

After a long while, the old village just got up with the help of the villagers.

He glanced at the white skeleton full of cracks~www.readwn.com~ burst into tears:

"Master Dao, we have lived here for a long time, and we no longer have the ability to go out to survive. If you kill the killing god, you will kill us! If you don't help us, we will die sooner or later.

Instead of being eaten by wild animals and starved to death, you might as well kill the 2,000 people in our Hidden Mist Village now! "

"You killed us all together!"

"Kill it!"

"Sooner or later you will die!"

The other villagers cried, cried, and shouted, making a mess.

An Qisheng watched coldly, until the voices of these people were hoarse and their voices were lowered.

It just came out slowly.

Just one word:

"good!"