Chapter 582: Tianyan lore!

　　 Zhuxian Sword Array scatters the sword energy that can break Dao Ze, almost flooding the entire area covered by the Chaos Bell, but cleverly avoids the black and white double shadows of Xuandu.
The few figures that kept showing up, a glimpse of the shocking sight, can make the human heart tremble, and can't recover for a long time.
Although the real Jade Ding told Yang Jian not to watch too much, how could Yang Jian resist watching such an extraordinary battle before his eyes?
He didn't want to learn anything, but simply wanted to broaden his own horizons, lest he would become arrogant and watch the sky with a little bit of combat power.
What is the difference between the physical body and the Yuanshen Dao?
Before today, Yang Jian might talk a lot and talk about various differences; but today, he saw the Sanqing and Taoist ancestors, no, no, it should be a battle between Qianhong Taoists, and the shock in his heart is beyond words.
There may be only one way to the end of the way. This is the principle that different paths lead the same way.
Cultivating the flesh and flies across the body, and cultivating the soul to fly across, are nothing more than pushing the monk to the final point, and all they ask for is the last detachment.
Far or near, Yang Jian's eyes were filled with divine light, and he even opened his forehead, finally he could barely keep up with the figure that kept moving with his eyes.
Sanqing is naturally the way to practice the Yuanshen Taoism of slaying three corpses to become sacred. But at this time, fighting against Qianhong Taoist, Tao is against the Taoist rhyme, and it is like Yang Jian's cultivating body, using Xingyi. Relative moves.
Floating light and glimpses, full of the charm of the road!
Zhenren Yuding and Guangchengzi associate with the two saints, Nuwa and Zhunti, and the Western religious Taoist mana is not weak, so he can stand alone.
This is like the Chaos Clock, the Three Sages and a few masters staying in a trapped formation, even if it is a Taoist Qianhong, it will take a few weeks to leave at this time.
Yang Jian suddenly thought of something...
At this time, it was clear that Qian Hong turned into Hongjun Dao ancestor, and after Pangu God opened up heaven and earth, he would act as an ‘outpost’ for Pangu’s enemies, intending to destroy Pangu’s various arrangements so that those powerful enemies could easily destroy the prehistoric.
The six saints are all sages that are led by Hongmeng and Purple Qi and rushed to the realm of saints with merit as the thrust. Is this also Qianhong's "conspiracy calculation"?
From the few words of these big bosses, Yang Jian noticed two things.
First, there are different ‘categories’ of saints. The most disadvantaged are the saints who rely on the virtues of the heavens and the heavens, just like the six sages.
The Dao Sage, as the name suggests, is to penetrate the sage's secrets by himself and enter the realm of the sage. He is a true sage, who can leave the original world without being affected by himself, and control a complete Dao.
This is the ‘sacred sanctification with strength’ spread in the prehistoric times.
Above the Dao Sage, there seems to be a Supreme Sage, who should be the realm that the Dao Sage can only look up to, Yang Jian didn't think much.
In such a calculation, Pangu Great God would at least be a great saint, maybe even the ‘half-step supreme’ existence of Taisu, otherwise how can the ‘them’ who destroyed the Taisu realm be so jealous?
Second, those strong enemies should not have recovered their vitality.
Based on the great wars and Qian Hong's various deeds, it is obvious that'they' are jealous of the great famine.
In other words, even if those powerful enemies hit the door, Honghuang is not without chance.
"Sage of the Avenue..."
Yang Jian inevitably felt a little yearning in his heart, but he sighed faintly when he saw the figure fighting chaos in the airspace of unknown geometric depth.
What kind of luck, what kind of opportunity, or what kind of perseverance is needed to get to this point...
Inexplicably, there was a bit more desire in his heart for the remaining twelve Dinghai God Pearls.
Only by becoming stronger can he have the qualifications to settle down in the predicament!
Yang Jian originally thought that with his own cultivation base at this time, it was enough to protect his mother, younger sister, Xinke, etc. who were close to him; he could see the battle between the Sanqing Master and Qianhong Taoist, and he also saw what the Six Saints were carrying. The pressure suddenly increased a lot of crisis.
The prehistoric can not guarantee to survive the future disasters, and the living beings attached to the prehistoric, how can they talk about safety and security.
Xuan Du, who was divided into two figures, black and white, had already painted the vast array of profound and profound, with a touch of quaint, vicissitudes, and let Yang Jian's suffocating Dao Yun suddenly spread.
Between heaven and earth, he actually wrote a very complicated but simple and clear Taoist!
"The real meaning of the universe, gibberish palms yin and yang!"
Xuan Du shouted, this heavenly Yin-Yang nine-heavy universe has been formed!
During this short formation period, Taoist Qian Hong did not know how many times he intended to kill the Xuandu, but was held back by the Three Qing prisons.
The Dao Sage Qianhong Taoist who is holding a sharp spear and stepping on a jade disc of good fortune is actually outside the world, in the Chaos Sea, and is forced by the Sanqing Master to be unable to attack the Xuandu...
Master Sanqing was quite tyrannical.
If it weren't for being "misled" by Qianhong Taoist people to achieve the position of meritorious saint, or spending a lot of time, he would surely become a real saint of great power.
The primordial spirit of Pangu God definitely has such aptitude and understanding.
But now, after Sanqing has achieved the position of merit, it seems that he has not stopped to practice enlightenment; the powerful posture today seems to have caught Qian Hong by surprise.
This may be the place where those powerful enemies are afraid of it.
"The three of you, really think you can keep me today?"
Qian Hong's voice kept reverberating, and when he opened his mouth, it naturally revealed that he was afraid of such a large formation arranged by the Xuandu.
"Also invite Master to join the battle!"
Xuan Du shouted aloud, San Qing and Qian Hong appeared at the same time.
Qianhong was still surrounded by Sanqing in the center, his face remained unchanged, nothing strange, but in addition to the Killing Spear in his hand, he also had a black sword glowing with profound light.
There is nothing unusual about Sanqing, as if such a battle would not be exhausted even if it lasted for a few yuan.
On the contrary, there was a ray of black blood on the Qingping sword in the hands of the Master Tongtian, but he didn't know where it came from.
"Xuan Du, I really underestimated you," Qian Hong said coldly without concealing the murderous intent in his eyes, "It is really the biggest miscalculation of poor Dao at the beginning to let you guard the city of Xuan Du."
Xuan Du smiled and said, "Isn't it because the disciple is more pleasing?"
"Huh!" Qian Hong's face became cold, and his figure suddenly rose up into the sky, but just as he was about to rush up, a Tai Chi diagram appeared strangely in front of him, slowly spreading out.
And the Chaos Clock rang gently, blooming with lines of debut.
The speed at which the Taoist Qianhong flew, suddenly turned into a snail-like slow-motion!
Yang Jian watched the battle from the sidelines. At that moment, it was as if the Chaos Clock and Taiji Tu were interacting with each other, turning into a big hand, and firmly grasped Qianhong!
Qian Hong was shocked at first, but immediately fought back, and the black sword in his hand turned into a ferocious black beast, blasting away at the upper Tai Chi map!
Hum
Between the electric light and flint, the Tai Chi picture was collapsed, the chaotic clock kept trembling, and Taoist Qian Hong screamed:
"A mere saint of merit, a mere broken magic weapon, and what can he do?"
In a blink of an eye, Taoist Qian Hong raised his palm and hit the Chaos Clock!
Yang Jian suddenly raised his eyebrows and smelled a little conspiracy...
The Master of the Three Qings had previously fought Qianhong, and the three friends had an unusual tacit understanding, and they each cited them as aids.
But at this time, Qian Hong suddenly rushed to get away from the Chaos Clock. On the contrary, Master Sanqing was not in a hurry to catch up, but only slightly blocked it with Tai Chi diagram.
Sanqing took great pains to set up the scene like today, and even caught up with countless disciples of his own, and asked the other three saints to help, how could he let Qian Hongdao escape?
as predicted!
Qian Hong slapped a palm on the wall of the chaotic clock body, the chaotic clock swayed and almost went away.
Tianyan Daozi's face was like tin foil, and the two Western saints who hit him and Nuwa Empress turned pale at the same time, Guang Chengzi even sprayed immortal blood directly, and Yu Ding's face was quite ugly.
When Yang Jian saw this, he wanted to help forward, but he had just taken a step and suddenly remembered his skills.
Maybe he can hold Qianhong with a palm... right.
Of course, the premise is that he can let Qian Hong slap himself...
Let's watch it.
Let's see that the Taoist Qian Hong wanted to break the chaotic clock and resolve the embarrassing situation of being besieged at this time, and took another palm to punch out the chaotic clock's wall.
Tianyan Daozi's figure was faltering, and Master Sanqing seemed to have reacted for half a time before he rushed towards Qianhong Daoist.
Taoist Qian Hong turned his head and looked over, smiled coldly, the third palm has been shot against the chaotic clock!
At this moment, San Qing's figure suddenly increased to extreme speed, and three streamers rushed towards Qianhong!
Yang Jian suddenly widened his eyes to see, lest he miss any details!
The protection around the Chaos Clock seems to have weakened. Before Qianhong’s third palm was shot, the two Western saints and the Nuwa Empress had recovered their magic power at the same time...
Qian Hong's third palm fell, and the chaotic clock was instantly full of cracks.
Master Sanqing was about to pounce upon him, the slaughter spear in Qian Hong's left hand released a killing aura, and it blew on the wall of the chaotic clock!
"puff!"
Daozi Tianyan spouted out of blood, his body slowly fell back, seemingly unwilling to stare at the chaotic clock that was breaking above...
A figure appeared from the side, but it was Yang Jian who rushed over quickly. He was about to infuse the profound energy into Tianyan Daozi's body to help him suppress the chaotic clock's broken backlash.
This is the only thing Yang Jian can do.
But Yang Jian just caught the Tianyan Daozi~EbookFREE.me~ when he was about to speak words that would make him adjust his breath, he suddenly saw...
The weird smile at the corner of Tianyan Daozi's mouth!
when!
When, when, when, when
Yang Jian looked up in astonishment, but saw that besides the broken chaotic clock, mouthfuls of chaotic clocks appeared, and around every chaotic clock, there were distorted and almost broken rules!
Over the head of Qian Hong Taoist, hundreds of chaotic clocks suddenly appeared!
These chaotic clocks were guided by the fragments of the chaotic clock that was broken by Taoist Qian Hong!
Yang Jian was also shocked for a while and couldn't fit his jaw, and thousands of chaotic clocks oscillated at the same time, and the entire chaotic sea seemed to revolve around the bells!
Qian Hong let out a muffled snort, and there were many scars around his body.
Sanqing has already pounced, the timing is neither fast nor slow, so wonderful!
And Xuan Du gave a long roar, pushing the large array he had set up to rush towards Qianhong with great effort!
Empress Nuwa, the real person of Yuding, the second sage of the Western religion, and Guangchengzi, at this time do not care about everything, following the big formation arranged by the Xuandu, rushing to the Taoist Qianhong!
"This is the great gift I prepared for you... ahem, ahem."
Daozi Tianyan was extremely weak, but slammed Yang Jian abruptly.
"Hurry up and kill him! Use a mountain axe!"
Mountain axe?
Yang Jian's head was instantly big...