History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1292. Chapter 1267 1266. Taixu Yuanxian, Dao Lun Yin

The practice of the Yaozu is very similar to the Taoist martial artist.

So after the white deer spirit, who had turned into an old man, appeared behind him, Emperor Song and others were faintly aware of it.

The old monster in front of him had refined all the five kinds of immortal qi, and it was the realm of the heavenly monarch of the five qi dynasties.

In the Yaozu, it can be called a little saint.

And what makes people more heart-wrenching is the seemingly inconspicuous crutch in this old deer’s hand.

The crutch of the beaulieu, before the great collapse of the past, the treasure of Shou Xingjun of the Heavenly Palace Divine Palace was not a weapon, and it did not enter the ranks of the weapons of the immortal family, but its power was more powerful than that of many immortal soldiers.

When this old deer went to the world in private, he stole this treasure and went with him, and was later brought back to Heaven by the Shou Xingjun.

Now that a big bust has passed, Bai Lujing has escaped, and this Panlong crutch has once again fallen into his hands.

Song Emperor Zhang Buxu sighed, and while the strings fluctuated, the sword qi no longer attacked the palace spirit, but faintly pointed at the white deer.

“Don’t worry about things here, how many people can walk?” Zhang Buxu shook his head and sighed slightly.

The strength of the White Lu Jing was enough to suppress everyone present except the Palace Spirit.

But Dian Ling still fought with him.

Nowadays, even if the temple spirit does not take action, the old god is going to complete the rituals of his heart and mind, and the current situation is extremely bad for other people.

Zhang Buxu stepped forward and first faced the white deer spirit.

It wasn’t that he was willing to give himself up, but that among the people present, Bai Lu had to pick the target, and he must first pick him, the only Xuanxian.

Others pose no threat to the white deer spirits of the Five Qi Dynasties.

Sure enough, Bai Lujing smiled, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Zhang Buxu.

His five fingers were opened, and the power of the five elements was operating, as if a world of good fortune was suppressing Zhang Buxu.

In the midst of the demon qi soaring into the sky, it seemed to be the result of the mysterious changes in the Fantian Book and the Book of Life and Creation.

Once upon a time, the Shouxing Monarch of the Heavenly Palace Shrine was also personally passed down by the ancestor of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun.

This white deer spirit is a unique skill, mostly from Shou Xingjun, and then combined with his own demon method, and finally transformed into the most suitable way for him.

Zhang Buxu’s dignified eyes, plucking the strings, the sound of the piano rippling, orderly and real, turning into black sword light, crisscrossing in the void, forming a dense and sharp sword net, intercepting the opponent’s palm.

Then he flashed a red light and walked in the other direction.

Bailujing didn’t even look at the black sword net, still grabbing his palm.

As his palm fell, suddenly there was a sound.

It was not that the Bailujing spoke out, but a voice rang out following his movements.

The voice seemed to sing the gods and gods together, and in the void of the universe in the alchemy hall, there were runes lit up, and then connected to form a strip of light.

As the light belt trembles, this world resounds with melodious, mysterious sounds.

After the initial sound, the Lun Yin gradually lowered again.

It’s not that the volume has been lowered, but it has become more mysterious and incomprehensible.

As soon as this voice sounded, except Songhuang Zhang Buxu of the Xuanxian realm, everyone present felt even more as if their spirits were going to be completely emptied and fell into a state of unawareness.

No thought, no thought, no thought, no memory.

There is a blank, as if the whole person has been assimilated by the sound of this great road.

Yan Zhaoge’s body of Wu Ji appeared, and his thoughts were relaxed, but he could still feel his mind turning suppressed.

He remained silent and did not show any special colors. Observing in secret, he saw that the Tai Yi Huayun on his father’s head had already appeared, and the clouds and the clouds were constantly changing.

Except that Yan Di was in slightly better condition as himself, both Long Xueji and He Mian looked sluggish.

The situation of Emperor Yunzheng was a little better, but he was in a state of awake and sluggish alternately from time to time.

“…Dadao Lunyin!” Yan Zhaoge let out a long suffocating breath.

No leakage is true.

Quiet Xuanxian.

Taixu Yuanxian.

Taixu, also known as Daxu, is Taoism, Daxu is big and empty and quiet, it is the foundation of the world, and it is more than good fortune.

Only when you have five spirits in your chest can you really touch the mystery of the avenue.

When you practice martial arts to this level, martial arts can already remove the word “wu” in front of it and call it cultivating Tao.

Dao Lunyin is the most obvious feature of Yuanxian powerhouses when they are fighting against others. It is subtle and mysterious.

Lun sounded that even if there is no missing true immortal level, the strong who has already opened the immortal gate will be suppressed and assimilated, tending to be in a situation of ignorance and unawareness.

This is not a bad thing for the martial artist, it is more convenient for them to comprehend the magical principles of martial arts.

However, if you are in this state when you are fighting against someone, it is no different from being slaughtered by someone.

Song Emperor Zhang Buxu, as a mysterious immortal, was not yet suppressed by Bai Lujing’s Dao Lun Yin, but when Fang Lun sounded, his piano sound suddenly became insignificant.

The black lightsaber net was grabbed by the white deer spirit directly with bare hands, and tore it forcefully.

Breaking open the black lightsaber net, the palm continued downward and grabbed towards Zhang Buxu.

Zhang Buxu flicked his ten fingers continuously, and the sword light of red, white, blue and black was flying all over the sky.

Different sword lights are in harmony with each other in twos, three in three, constantly changing, staggered and dancing, and jointly perform a thrilling piano music.

The sound of the piano became high again. Although it was subtle compared to the Dao Lun sound between the waves of the white deer spirit, it was light and not scattered.

The White Lu Jing appeared and shot, and in that glorious round, it gradually began to retreat into the dark void again.

Yan Zhaoge could feel it, and a cold gaze swept over him.

The resentment and murderous intent contained therein made Yan Zhaoge almost suspect that the other party would not be able to stop the ritual, and kill him first.

But the temple spirit didn’t make a move in the end.

The Bailujing glanced at the glorious day that was about to disappear, his eyes flashed, as if he had some thoughts.

But looking at Zhang Buxu in front of him, Old Bai Lu suddenly felt anxious.

He shot himself, but he couldn’t take the opponent right away, and he couldn’t hold back his face.

Just as he was about to give Zhang Buxu something to look good, Bai Lujing’s two ears suddenly trembled.

He raised his head sharply and glanced left and right.

As if aware of something, Bai Lu turned to glaring at the glorious day that was about to disappear, and shouted, “Who is that?”

“The enemy.” Dandian Dian Ling replied indifferently.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge can see through the Beiming clone on the side of the guidance center that there is another outsider breaking into the altar hall.

There was more than one person who came in, but the first person, as fast as lightning, passed through the void and entered the core area covered by shadows in almost a short span of time.

In his eyes, the intricate space and time of the universe in the Dandian were equivalent to nothing.

As he entered, the dark shadows covering the core areas such as Zixian Pavilion and Danku disappeared one after another.