Chapter 1004: Xianwu pole type total volume

"Where is the pilgrimage?"
Ancestor Shenguang thought for a moment and asked.
"Most of them should be outside the realm and Taixu. Daqian World can't tolerate the holy pilgrimage, nor can it accommodate the holy pilgrimage. Or where it can't be managed."
Chen Zheng mentioned two things.
Then almost everyone on the scene was silent, and everyone outside knew that it was the nest of the gods and demons outside the territory. As for Taixu, either the name has only been heard, or the name has never been heard.
Of course, Shenguang ancestors and others knew very well that even as an ancestor, going to those two places must be extremely dangerous.
"At the top of the unnamed Holy Mountain in this world, there is a teleportation formation that leads to the Taixu. When I entered the Xianwu Great World, I fell on the top of that Holy Mountain. It was also the first time I saw Bai Wudi. It’s much simpler. Many ancestors and sages should have a way to go outside the territory."
Chen Zheng added another sentence.
"The first time I saw Bai Zu was at the top of the Unknown Holy Mountain
Wu Zu was filled with emotion when he heard it.
"Chi Yan Sheng Zhao" Yang Zhengtian pondered for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Chen Zu I am a bad old man, I have been satisfied to be an old ancestor in this life. It would be too bad for me to make a holy pilgrimage like this bad old man. It's a bit far away."
"Bad old man? Elder Yang Zhengtian, haven't you noticed any change in your appearance?"
Ancestor Shenguang looked at Yangzheng Tiandao.
"Ah? Change of appearance? This?"
As soon as Yang Zhengtian was stunned, he applied an immortal method. A water curtain appeared in front of him. He looked into the water curtain and froze for a moment.
He had left the world of Daotu before, but he could actually restore his original appearance, but he was used to the face of the elderly in the world of Daotu, so he did not restore his appearance. Originally, he thought he was still an old man's face, but this look was not under his control at all, as if he had regained his forties at the moment.
and!
The brows!
A scarlet mark is very conspicuous!
Huanghuang Diwei!
Don't be angry!
"How did I become like this?"
Yang Zhengtian seemed a little unaccustomed, secretly urged the secret method, and wanted to change back to his previous appearance, but the secret method failed.
"Okay, you don't have to worry about appearances. Chiyan Shengting recognizes you as the Lord, and God gives you the Lord's life.
Chen Zheng spoke lightly.
"I get it!" Yang Zhengtian took a deep breath and respected Chen Zhenggong respectfully. After a short pause, I suddenly thought of something: "Chen Zu has the supreme mystery, and may not be able to look down on other secrets between heaven and earth, but several other families of the Xianwu Six Clan may not know that the Yanyang Temple actually has Xianwu. Pole type total volume."
Ok?
Xianwu pole type total volume!
Ancestor of Divine Light!
Wu Family Wu Zu!
The current homeowners of the Bai family are all shocked!
Bai Nishang, God has no tears, Wu Qingyan also showed a strange color!
Xianwu pole style!
This is the capital of the six centuries of the Xianwu Six Clan!
Each of the six races of Xianwu has a heirloom style!
For example, the Bai family's initial death knife was later modified by Bai Zubai's invincible into a proud sword, such as the Wu family's Shenwu Tianzhao, such as the burning of the two tribes of Chiyang, all of them are Xianwu pole style!
It has been passed down many years ago that Xianwu Ji-style has a master summary, but it has not been confirmed. At the moment, when Yang Zhengtian said it, several people were very surprised!
"Xianwu Ji-style total volume, even if the total volume really exists, but the Yanyang Temple hasn't made much of it in these years. The three ancestors of the Admiralty Fire and Fire Admiralty should not be the opponent of the Baizu, so even if we can observe the total It’s impossible to practice the pole styles of other groups."
Ancestral God of Light spoke.
"It's not a question of whether you can learn other family pole styles, but the Xianwu pole style has a total volume, which is enough to prove that the pole styles of our six families of Xianwu are essentially inheriting the same source! And it seems that the source It has always existed, but it has never appeared in the world!"
Yang Zhengtian whispered.
In a word!
The faces of God, Wu and Bai all changed!
"Indestructible Orthodoxy!"
Alongside Long Jingyao, he immediately thought of something!
"Our six immortals are related to immortal Taoism? This is the main inheritance of our family is Yan Emperor."
The ancestor of Shenguang was stunned.
"The Xianwu pole-style final volume was sealed deep in the Yanyang Temple. Previously, Jin Zhong's ancestors had proposed to invite all the people of the Xianwu six tribes to drop real blood on the final volume. The origin is Orthodox, but I am afraid of accidents. Although the Chu people are gone, the five tribes are gathered in the Yanyang Temple. With the presence of Chen Zu, maybe you can try to unlock the secret of the Xianwu Ji-style scroll. Chen Zu still has you, please Come with me."
Yang Zhengtian seemed to be tangled for a moment, but finally made a decision, and said that he was leading the way ahead.
The people of the three families of the Bai family and the Wu family of the family did not follow up directly, but all looked at Chen Zheng. Chen Zheng nodded lightly, and the talents of the three families followed.
After a moment.
The deepest part of Yanyang Temple.
Yang Zhengtian held up a volume of ancient books and presented them with respect and respect.
"This is the final volume?"
"How are iron rolls?"
"It seems very unusual, this divine light is extremely magical."
Everyone saw the Xianwu pole-style master scroll, and they were all a little ignorant!
Ancient book!
Not a paper page!
Ancient book!
It is an iron roll!
"Iron Roll" Chen Zheng chuckled, and lifted his right hand to take the iron roll.
boom!
Just took the iron roll!
Everyone instantly felt the Yanyang Temple sink!
It seems to be hit by a huge force!
"Huh? This iron coil is half an ultimate creation."
Chen Zheng smiled again and turned the iron roll in front of the five tribes.
boom!
Turn over the first page!
The Yanyang Temple is sinking again!
Thorn!
The floor of Yanyang Temple is cracked!
Everyone present felt a sense of terror oppression!
The look is sinking!
However, Chen Zheng did not fluctuate, and continued to turn the iron scroll, and every time he turned a page of the Yanyang Temple, he would sink a point. When he turned the last page, the floor of the Yanyang Temple was already broken like a spider web!
The five ethnic groups present felt a little difficult to support below the ancestral realm!
now!
Everyone stared at Chen Zheng!
"The sword of death, the burning of the heavens, the gods of heaven, the sword of abandoning the sky, the Qilin Yansheng. This Qilin Yansheng is the original Xianwu pole style of the Chu people?" Chen Zheng casually read the Xianwu pole style~www .EbookFREE.me~ Then, a little light flew out of the iron roll and fell into the eyebrows of Bai Nishang, Shen Wu tears, Wu Qingyan, Yang Zhengtian, Wu Zu and others.
Everyone's body is shocked, revealing incredible colors, because these Xianwu pole styles can actually merge into one!
Great annihilation!
That style is called Great Destruction!
"Hum! I wait for the Six Clan of Xianwu, dare to disrespect the rules, spy on all Xianwu pole styles, spy on the great extinction, are you waiting for this person to pinch down and wait!"
This is the moment!
Inside the Yanyang Temple!
An extremely cold voice sounded out of thin air!