Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 482 Shocking skills, eight great generals!

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When Su Qinian opened his eyes, all the sharpness disappeared.

Li Chengdao blinked, was it just a hallucination?

But soon, he thought of something, and solemnly said: "The Lord of the Qiankun Arsenal is out of the city today, and it is rumored that he bids farewell to the Holy One, and he will go through [-] roads and routinely inspect the arsenals of various states."

Standing up slowly, a cold look appeared in Su Qinian's eyes. The so-called routine patrol was mostly just a cover, just to deceive others, and this was to choose an opportunity to overcome disaster.

Once the nine-fold thunder calamity is over, the primordial spirit is immortal. This is a crucial step before the primordial spirit becomes pure yang. The so-called natural disasters and man-made disasters, sometimes, the top primordial spirit masters have to face more than just the thunder calamity.

Walking out of the Dao Enlightenment Hall, Su Qinian came to the depths of the Taoist monastery.

In a quiet courtyard, the old courtyard master Zu Qianshang was playing chess with the king.

The two held black and white, like two big dragons strangling each other on the chessboard, Su Qinian watched the chess without saying a word, as if smelling the smell of a bloody storm.

After half a stick of incense, Zu Qianshang strangled the black dragon with the white stone in his hand. He laughed loudly, looking quite happy, and said: "You are an invincible king, and you are not as good as this old man. I am happy today, and I will be a big white!"

But soon he discovered that the human king's eyes were not on him, but behind him.

Turning around, he looked at Su Qinian who was standing three feet behind him. In fact, Zu Qianshang had noticed Su Qinian's arrival long before, but he didn't pay much attention to it. But now that he really looked down, he noticed that To some strange.

This kind of abnormality is inexplicable, the reason is unknown, but with his eyesight, he can no longer see the reality of Su Qinian, but in the dark, according to the perception of Yueyu before, the Su Qinian in front of him seems to be more than a month old. Before that, it was even stronger.

How can it be!

Startled in his heart, he pondered for a while, raised one palm, stretched out an index finger, and lightly touched Su Qinian.

This finger does not contain any fireworks, but it looks like an ancient mountain town. A Tao Ze Shen chain as thick as a baby's little finger emerges on the fingertips, surrounded by yellow light.

I saw the void shatter at his fingertips, but there was no sound. An unspeakable force permeated the air, making the air in the courtyard solidify like iron.

Point out!

This is a power that surpasses the power of martial arts, and it combines the power of the primordial spirit and the principles of Taoism.

Compared with sword intent and saber intent, which require the help of foreign objects to enter the Tao, such as finger intent, palm intent, and fist intent, etc., it is much simpler. It can refine the power of primordial spirit and the principles of Taoism, and deduce the momentum of martial arts to the artistic conception.

Facing this finger, Su Qinian didn't move. He also raised his right index finger and pointed it forward.

hum!

There was a faint sound of the knife, and that finger fell into Zu Qianshang's eyes, as if it was not an index finger, but a psychic sword.

Ding!

The two index fingers collided, and a bit of the void shattered, twisting violently between the two fingers, faintly turning into a solidified black hole.

Zu Qianshang did not retreat, neither did Su Qinian, after one finger, both of them stopped at the same time.

"This is... the Dao of the Flying Dao Li family!"

Zu Qianshang showed an expression of disbelief, and what made him even more unbelievable was that Su Qinian's blood and vitality, like a human-shaped sword, actually resisted his finger.

He is famous for his Tongshen Quan, and he also has a Tongshen Finger with seven lines on his fingertips, which has the same effect. Although that finger just used the earth to practice the law, but with his current cultivation level of the five-layer split body, Although only [-]% of his strength was used, even ordinary Yuanshen figures who have just survived a thunder calamity have to avoid the edge for the time being.

It was hard for him to believe such a speed of improvement, and even his fingers could not suppress his spirit body, even if it was a spirit body that could be called the embryonic form of the primordial spirit, this kind of spiritual cultivation was too outrageous.

If you get rid of all the mystical features of Yuanshen, Zu Qianshang looked at Su Qinian with strange eyes again, and he couldn't help but say: "You have stepped into the forbidden realm!"

Shaking his head, Su Qinian said: "But the physical body is stronger, and the cultivation base is not enough, so it is not really a holy ban."

Physically stronger?

Zu Qianshang couldn't help curling his lips. Just now, he dared to take his own finger with his index finger, and he was not afraid of his top-notch vitality. , also broke the barriers that many top primordial figures had never broken, and broke into the king realm.

Even he himself, after reshaping the Dao foundation with chaotic fire and tempering in the Great Xia Xuanhuang Cauldron, his physical body just broke through the king realm, and his soul and flesh became one.

Afterwards, the energy of life was replenished, and it went to a higher level, and it was able to survive the five-fold thunder calamity and step into the realm of clones.

Ignoring Zu Qianshang's turbulent mood, the King of Man gave Su Qinian a rare look up and down, showing a bit of interest, but then shook his head, said one sentence was not enough, then turned and left.

At this time, Zu Qianshang also calmed down, he took a deep look at Su Qinian, and then said: "Ling Tong has left the city."

The old, the young, and the two Taoist masters looked at each other, and a stern look flashed in their eyes.

……

Marquis Ling's Mansion.

In a closed martial arts arena.

The old housekeeper in a light gray cloth robe stood in the center of the martial arts arena, looking at the eight generals in iron armor with lotus patterns in front of him.

The lotus-patterned iron armor is a royal craft, and it is generally only provided to the generals and imperial guards. It is also the grand lord who rewarded these eight lotus-patterned iron armors, making him the eight great generals of the Marquis Palace, and is also known by the world. The eight great generals are all rare masters in the first-class Hunyuan realm, and even the top three god generals have stepped into the Hunyuan list.

"Eight, I have only three days to wait, and I have to deliver the things the master wants to the predetermined place."

The light gray cloth robe fluttered lightly. The old butler of the Marquis's Mansion looked broad-shouldered and his gray hair was neatly combed. When he spoke at this time, there was a kind of majesty, which made the eight great generals fall silent.

He looked around for a week, then said in a solemn tone, "If there are any omissions, death!"

"Yes!" The eight generals responded in unison.

Within half a day after that, the Eight Great Gods of Marquis Ling's Mansion will leave the mansion and leave the capital one after another.

As far as the forces in Chang'an City are concerned, the eight great generals of Linghoujue's mansion are all old men who follow the master of the arsenal of the universe. It is not surprising that the master of the arsenal left the mansion and went out of Beijing afterwards.

After the Eight Great Generals of the Marquis Mansion left the capital, the city of Chang'an returned to calm, or in other words, the Eight Great Generals moved without causing any waves.

Another half day passed.

Daoist Temple, in the hall of Proving Daoism.

Su Qinian and Zu Qianshang looked at each other, Zu Qianshang's thoughts moved, and a clone of Yuanshen came out of his body, and then the two of them tore apart the void at the same time and disappeared.

South of Jingdao, Pingyao Prefecture, Wucheng County.

On the official road, a sweat-blooded BMW that can be one foot high and covered with red scales is galloping. It can span ten feet in an instant, moving like a gust of wind. This is a half-dragon horse, which is rumored to have the blood of dragon beasts Belonging to the ranks of low-level alien beasts, they have long endurance and can travel thousands of miles a day.

And on the back of this half-dragon horse, a middle-aged man wearing a lotus-patterned iron armor was carrying a long spear. Evil spirit.

Appeal!

All of a sudden, the middle-aged man with his armor on and his spear tightened the reins, and the half-horse figure under him suddenly stopped, with his front hooves raised high, and there was no hindrance between the rabbit's ups and downs.

With a fixed gaze, the middle-aged man on the back of a half-dragon horse fixedly stared at the back of the pure white Taoist robe with purple ribbons tens of feet ahead.

This figure is so breathless, the middle-aged man still remembers the invincible figure that overwhelmed his generation a month ago, outside Chang'an City, by the Wei River.

"Master of the Taoist Academy, Su Qinian!" He paused every word, his gaze became more solemn than ever.

"The Eighth God will have good eyesight."

On the official road, Su Qinian turned around slowly. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the Eighth God General in front. At this moment, the Eighth God General suddenly had an illusion that even though he was sitting high on the back of a half-dragon horse, As the boy's eyes fell, he seemed to be looking down. In his eyes, the boy's figure seemed to be more towering than the mountains, crowding his entire vision.

With a jump in his heart, the Eighth God General suddenly had an ominous premonition, and he said in a deep voice, "Why did Principal Su block the way?"

Su Qi smiled young, his tone was very calm, neither hurried nor slow, so indifferent that the Eighth God General felt a deep chill uncontrollably in his heart.

"Send you on your way."

The pupils constricted violently, and the eighth general's heartbeat seemed to have stopped at this moment. Although he knew that the visitor was not good, he did not expect that the new head of the Taoist academy would be so bold as to dare to intercept the eighth general of the Marquis's mansion. , This is simply not taking Lord Hou seriously.

In an instant, the Eighth God General seemed to be on the verge of a formidable enemy, holding the gun body behind his back with one hand. More than a month ago, in the battle by the Weishui River, he had personally seen the methods of this little Wudang God, not to mention that he had reached the top level. Even before he was promoted to the Hunyuan Realm, he was not an opponent, and he might be able to barely escape with his life, but now, a full month has passed since this person was promoted to the first-class, and he is no longer sure.

"Su Yuan is mainly against our Marquis Mansion!" The Eighth God General said in a concentrated voice, "It's still too late to leave, Master Su, don't make mistakes!"

"You talk too much."

Su Qinian shook his head lightly, then raised one hand, and gently tapped his index finger forward.

In an instant, the Eighth God's hairs all over his body were blown up, and as the index finger fell, a terrifying sharp aura fell like a heavenly knife, his whole body tightened, the air was like gold and iron, there was a kind of Signs that imprisoned him in place for life.

puff!

The next moment, before the sharp edge reached his body, blood spattered on his body, but he couldn't bear the invisible majesty. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu! Thanks to the brothers and sisters of Wumeng for their support.)

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