Jiuzun asked

"Xuan Song's birth gate is exhausted, and Xu people offer sacrifices to immortals."

Just listen, the old man by the lake who suppressed at the foot of the mountain screamed with bloody teeth, and his eyes were hot.

Just like the scalding of boiling water and wine, it seems to be scorching hot from birth.

"You... are Xuan Song."

Today, Xiao Wenwen is also the one who knows about the suppression at the foot of the mountain, and he is the founder of the "Daxu Book of the Dead".

"I am Xuan Song, Xuan Song who opened the world of heaven."

He passed away in one breath, but he saw that Xuan Song straightened up, hanging the blue peak that lifted the sky half an inch above his head.

"You are very good... very good." Xuan Song's eyes were full of madness, and he murmured: "With your understanding of the great way, even those of the 33rd heaven are not as good as you."

"Unfortunately, you are a mortal."

"Oh."

Xiao Wenwen's words were indifferent, and he could tell that this person was not a mortal cultivator, so he paid attention to him.

That Xuan Song also did not hide his arrogance, with white beard and temples, he said loudly: "Anyone who cultivates Poxu is no more than an immortal. Changsheng Poped is born with Taoism, nine Taoist roots."

Xiao Wen raised the corners of his mouth, but he overcame his evil charms, and sneered, "You are a person who has a long life and a broken stem. You are born with a natural Tao, and your spiritual root is brilliant, so what?"

"What can you do to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he bit the last sentence quite hard, his eyes full of arrogance.

Xuan Song was choked, he looked at Xiao Wendao's expression, and was startled suddenly, as if he was touched by deja vu.

He thought of an old friend who was also an old enemy, an old enemy whom he surrendered from heart to heart.

That person is the "talent descendant" who pressed the talisman seal on his head, and he is also a person who is feared by the entire heavens and myriad worlds.

What is a Mingjun, it is ridiculous that the brilliance of the sun and the moon is not as good as his Supreme Mingjun.

"Ah...aah."

The old Taoist Xuan Song looked at Xiao and asked, the arrogant look that is not afraid of the world made him feel more anxious, he said with a strange smile: "So, I say you are very good... very good."

"If I send myself to you, I will win but you will live forever."

"Oh."

As soon as the words came out, the world became silent.

"I... live forever."

As soon as Xuan Song saw the expression in his eyes, he hung the top of his head on the mountain and held it in his palm, but his eyes were full of the light of the first dawn.

What he saw was life, life beyond the end.

But in Xiao Wenwen's eyes, what he saw was pity, pitiful pity.

···

The old Taoist Xuan Song also displayed his cultivation, but saw that his primordial spirit had come out of his body, and he seemed to have the body of eighteen primordial venerables.

And Xiao Wenwen didn't hesitate to give in, he held his sword and moved, but he saw that he was distracted, but he looked like nine gods.

He came from the Tianwu mortal world of Kyushu, and practiced Taoism with the "five elements and four methods".

Daosheng is chosen by nature, and he is chosen by nature.

The old Taoist Xuan Song looked at his "gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, rain, thunder and lightning" body of the Taoist Yuanzun, but his eyes cracked, but he couldn't think too much.

And Xiao Wenwen also had murderous intentions, and fought close to the body of Xuansong's eighteen primordial spirits.

The body is moving like a diamond, the breath is like a tree green and endless, the pulse is like a vast ocean, the bones are indestructible, and the spirit is like the universe.

A thought of the wind, a thought of the rain.

With one thought of thunder and electricity, everything is in turmoil.

Who is he?

Xuan Song asked secretly in his heart, but saw that his eyes were still filled with fireworks and thunder, and his red eyes lifted to the sky.

His body of Taoist cultivation is a world of his own.

And this Xuansong world is originally dominated by Xuansong.

Now it seems that it has changed hands.

Xuan Song's 18 Yuan Zun stood in Xiao Wenwen's "Nine Zuns in the Dao Realm", but he was powerless to fight back.

Try Taoism, you can see the difference between cloud and mud.

Xuan Song's eyes were full of disbelief, his eyes lost his focus for a moment, and thoughts flashed in his mind.

"The Daxu Book of the Dead was created by me, and no one can defeat me."

Xuan Song's thoughts passed by, but he saw that Xiao Wendao had already played with this "Xuan Song Realm" in his hands.

With one thought, Yuan Zun is gone.

"Huh...huh...huh."

Xuan Song took a few long breaths, his heart sank, and he was also secretly startled.

He originally took body training as his way, but he fought against this mortal cultivator, and ended up dying.

As for the outsider, Tuoba Taihua, who was outside the game, saw the tricks between the two.

Xuan Song's qi is messed up.

The way of body weight training is the spirit of cultivation.

Also, the improvement of the realm of cultivation.

Xiao Wen asked, no matter how powerful it is, it looks like fighting, even better than before.

I have just practiced the "Daxu Book of the Dead", but I don't know how powerful it is, and I haven't used the technique of "exiting the body to distract the mind".

Only now did I realize that this out-of-body distraction technique is so terrifying.

But Xuan Song thought of one person, but he thought of one person, and sighed, it was his master.

The "Daxu Book of the Dead" he cultivated was also passed down by his master, and he cultivated it to perfection.

"you you···."

The words in Xuan Song's mouth seemed to be fearful, and he was very reluctant to mention that person's name, but seeing the affirmation in his eyes, it seemed that he had made a decisive decision.

"You can know... the distant ancestors are boundless."

"I don't know."

Xiao Wenwen didn't know why he thought of this person, let alone who he was.

Taoist Xuansong seemed to let go of his worries, and the corners of his mouth curled up a bit, as if he was a little happy.

He originally wanted, if this fanxiu Xiaodao knew "him", even if he died, he would also be born in the Tao.

But he didn't know it, so he had to fight for his life.

How long has it been since I fought for my life!

One hundred and three thousand years!

Suddenly, this old Taoist Xuan Song turned into a Giant Immortal, and became one with the Cangshan Mountain above his head. Xiao Wen asked to look at Xuan Song's body, and his heart moved.

"The Immortal Emperor lives in Yujing, and does not sweep the majestic Songhe."

"The sword spirit makes good fortune, and the heavenly gate swallows the spirit."

Xiao Wenwen listened to Xuansong's old Taoist call, and knew in his heart that this was the last level of "Xuansong Ninth Grade Realm".

I saw that the old Taoist Xuansong opened his iron eyes, and his body was like a mountain.

A pair of momentum to swallow mountains and rivers, a faction of madness to kill the sky.

For a moment, Xiao Wenwen's heart sank, and he was swallowed by the old Taoist Xuan Song, and entered into the "Great Ruin Belly" of Xuan Song.

I saw that in Xuansong's stomach, there were Yubai Mountains and Cen Mountains.

In one breath, Wanyue rose up.

Xiao Wenwen's angry eyes moved, but he saw that there was a jade mountain hanging ten thousand zhang above him, which could hardly fall down.

One thought to fight, one thought to cut.

He used the sword as the brush, replaced the ink with blood, and chopped off the "talisman of heaven and earth" to the top of the jade mountain, like snowflakes falling.

One stroke at a time, one word at a time breaks the sky.

The old Taoist Xuan Song was shocked in his heart, but he was not afraid.

At that time, this "Daxu Dead Man's Formation" was "Immortal Ancestors", and it was also the time when the three sticks of incense were trapped.

And how does this ordinary cultivator compare with "The Infinite Ancestors".

In the besieged formation of the Great Ruins, jade shavings were scattered, like three winters of snow in the extreme north.

Xiao Wenwen stepped on the ruins of jade chips, but saw that the mountains were endless, seemingly endless.

"You have been guarding for so long, you need me to come."

In a short while, I saw Xiao Wendao seemed to be a different person, but I saw him Yuan Zun coming out of his body, which is also a state of transformation.

In this huge Daxu trapped killing formation, he was distracted and 72 Daoyuan Zun came out of his body.

Xuan Song looked at the momentum of the "72 Yuan Zun", and seemed to understand what he wanted to do.

"The Supreme Dao of Heaven...Mingjun Jie."

However, Xiao Wenwen turned his 72 Yuan Zun's body into a "Mingjun Jie", which is to gain a glimpse of the Taoism through the "six-character mantra".

"This son... is infinite."

The old Taoist Xuansong called out, but he saw that Xuansong's green peak collapsed in the "sacrificing formation of trapped palace".