Bone Taoist

Huhu——

When his spiritual consciousness touched the Beiming Stone Tablet, Ye Zang seemed to have broken into the boundless ancient sea.

As far as the eye can see, the black waves roll like the sky.

In the North Underworld Sea, there is a giant Kunpeng flying high in the air, covering the sky with its wings. The ancient breath reverberated in his consciousness, and Ye Zang seemed to have arrived in the ancient Beiming Sea.

It was a unique atmosphere since the beginning of the world, prehistoric and ancient.

Great water beasts galloped around in all directions, heavy fog rolled in the sky, and thunder roared with terrifying force.

His consciousness leaped in the North Underworld Sea.

Ye Zang closed his eyes and meditated on the stone tablet. On the spiritual stone in his hand, the Beiming Dharma was gathering.

With the power of Ye Zang's spiritual consciousness, the speed of gathering French words was very fast. In just one stick of incense, two French strokes were carved on the spirit stone.

Seeing this situation, the descendants of Chaos, King Qingkui, Que Longzi and others were shocked.

"Stop him!" King Qingkui's eyes trembled and he said sternly.

"He has cultivated Dharma Eyes, his spiritual consciousness is powerful, and he can condense Dharma words faster than me."

As they spoke, everyone frantically used the Divine Channel Technique, sacrificed powerful magic weapons, and attacked the Ming King Formation.

Twelve evil ghost arhats crossed their arms, and their formations glowed, imprisoning them within a few hundred feet of the Beiming Stone Monument.

Boom!

The formation was rumbled by the beating, and the Wuxiang Taoist boy guarded the main formation, constantly changing the positions of the formation's eyes to prevent the three-eyed female Taoist from breaking through the restricted rules of the Ming King's formation.

Luo Jingyang, Xu Lingsha, Xiaopeng and Wang didn't waste any time.

Each of them sat cross-legged under the stone tablet, comprehending the French as quickly as possible, and gathering as much as they could.

There was an earth-shattering movement outside the formation, and Ye Zang couldn't hear what was going on outside the window, focusing on comprehending the stone tablet.

His mind seemed to be flying across the Bei Minghai.

In the depths of the boundless sea, a heavenly gate bursting with brilliant brilliance rises from the sea. Behind the heavenly gate is extremely dazzling, and the dazzling spiritual energy ripples.

Ye Zang's spiritual consciousness turned into a carp dragon beast and crossed the Tianmen.

He seemed to have observed the hazy scenery in the second half of Tianmu.

"It was previously rumored that Mr. Bai and others saw the ultimate ancient road in the dojo. I think they saw it through this stone tablet..."

Ye Zang hesitated, his mind already flying thousands of feet behind the Tianmen.

It was a blood-stained ancient road. The boundless blood and fire were set off on the ancient road, and the sky was turbulent. On this blood-stained ancient road, bright stars shattered, as if representing small worlds one after another. , destroyed into ruins.

In Ye Zang's ears, the screams of ancient people could be heard, and the figure of the Qi Refiner was running away crazily.

At the end of this ultimate ancient road, there is a world.

The original realm of Tianmu Mountain is the Immortal Platform. It is rumored to be the place where ancient immortals discussed the Tao. Many ancient Qi alchemists achieved enlightenment on the [-]-foot Immortal Platform.

Tianmu Fairy Mountain, whether it is front, middle or back, the small world it entrusts is a broken corner of the ancient earth.

Only the original realm of the ultimate ancient land is the real Tianmu Mountain in ancient times. The fairy mountains inside it stretch for hundreds of thousands of miles, with tigers roaring, bears roaring, and cranes singing in unison. There is a faint fairy light floating out from there, which makes people yearn for it. .

"The speed at which the French text is condensed is still too slow. The Mingwang Formation can last for at least an hour. In such a short period of time, the determination cannot be completed..."

Ye Zang hesitated in his heart.

The opportunity was fleeting. After this time, those people were on guard. They would never let him easily set up a formation and stick to the Beiming Stone Monument. If the fight continued like this, the winner would have to be turned upside down to determine the outcome.

Ye Zang opened his eyes, then held the array plate in his hand and began to draw the array patterns.

What he drew was a shocking array pattern.

The terrifying formation is very complicated and cumbersome, and it will take at least half an hour to set it up. The only way is to use the formation pattern to try to bless the spiritual orifice and enhance the power of the Dharma Eye.

The risk of doing this is very high, and it is far less stable and long-lasting than the shocking formation.

Although the formation technique was born out of the formation method, it is its own. It can be compared to a rough formation method and can be performed in a short time. However, the Yueyin Palace of Piantian Island has mastered this technique to the extreme. Its right.

Similar to Gui Lao's Tai Chi Reverse Chaos Formation, it was born out of the 'Reincarnation Prison Formation'. However, at this stage, Ye Zang cannot deduce the Reincarnation Prison Formation solely based on the Reverse Chaos Formation. Even Ruan Xifeng, not After studying for hundreds of years, I still can't succeed.

Wisps of mana condensed and gathered in the palm of his hand, Ye Zang formed a seal with one hand, and the power of his spiritual consciousness was drawn out, forming a shocking formation.

After several attempts, the shocking formation pattern the size of a palm was constructed. The space next to the formation was distorted, and Ye Zang's consciousness was also drawn to a certain extent.

Ye Zang took a deep breath, and then his spiritual orifice opened wide!

He was very decisive, and with one finger, he took the shocking formation patterns into his spiritual orifice.

Suddenly, there was a tingling sensation in the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, like thousands of silver needles piercing it, and Ye Zang's painful forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

At the same time, his power of consciousness is also increasing rapidly!

Buzz!

The inner wall of the spiritual orifice was slowly glowing. Under the blessing of the shocking formations, Yunji Dharma Eye briefly reached the power of the Dharma Eye that reaches the sky!

But the price is that Ye Zang has to be stung by the shocking formation all the time. If this continues, there is a risk that the Chaos Consciousness Sea will be broken. If it is a terrifying formation, there will be no such sequelae.

Ye Zang didn't waste time, his Dharma Eyes penetrated the Beiming Stone Stele, and the majestic sea-like consciousness enveloped the stone stele, and he comprehended it with all his strength.

Whoosh!

Hurricanes were blowing hundreds of feet around the dojo.

These movements shocked the Descendants of Chaos and others outside the formation.

"His spiritual consciousness has skyrocketed. It won't take long for him to condense the French and break the formation quickly!" The three-eyed female Taoist said immediately.

Que Longzi's whole body was filled with demonic aura, and he slashed wildly with a big halberd. The evil spirits and arhats he beat were trembling.

The descendant of Chaos moves like a dragon and a tiger, twisting the void with each punch, and countless chaos energy explodes.

King Qingkui's momentum is even more terrifying. Although he is not as arrogant as Mr. Bai, he is also a freak from the last generation. His bones have been refined in ancient veins and strange stones for millions of years, and his physical strength is not weak. Yu Zang, who had opened up six extraordinary meridians and eight meridians, swung out a punch, and nearly three million kilograms of divine power burst out!

At the same time, the three people from the Taichu Holy Son Sword Fourteen, the head of the tomb, were still besieging Mr. Bai.

These three people seemed to be in conflict with him, and they were bound to kill him here.

"You have this time to fight with my young master, but the three Ye Kuaishou don't care about it?" Jiudaolin roared angrily, drew out an infinite knife, and confronted.

"Kill him, and it's not too late to kill Ye Zang." The Holy Son of Taichu said openly, twisting the Five Elements giant seal in his hand, crushing Gao Tian.

Now Mr. Bai is still short of the last French stroke and has no comprehension. Moreover, considering the competition in the Ultimate Ancient Land, the three Saint Sons of Taichu obviously wanted to kill Bai Yujing here to avoid future troubles. What's more, he has already consumed a lot of mana by the geniuses, and he cannot be left free to restore his Taoist strength. Now is the best time to kill him.

Mr. Bai's face darkened slightly. While Qinglian was confronting the three with his magic power, he looked towards Ye Zang from the corner of his eye and frowned.

"How dare you get distracted while fighting with the three of me!"

The first person in the big tomb shouted sharply when he saw this, the black tomb coffin opened wide, and the aura of countless corpses floated.

He controlled the Han Demon and killed Mr. Bai like a little giant. The power of the boundary space that was destroyed by one punch was truly terrifying.

Mr. Bai wrapped his wrist, and a leaf of green lotus slipped quietly from his fingertips. The terrifying magic power was like the sea hanging upside down, forcefully forcing the drought demon back a hundred feet away.

At this time, from the rear left, Sword Fourteen came again with the Huangquan Sword, flying across the sky, the sword's power was terrifying!

Once the Underworld Sword is taken out of its scabbard, it must be stained with blood before it can be returned to the sword case.

"Giant Sword Technique." Mr. Bai chanted softly, extremely aloof.

He used the most basic magical power of swordsmanship, and the giant sword derived from Qinglian faced off against each other. There was a clanging sound, and sparks exploded in the sky. The power of the underworld sword and the magic power of Qinglian covered the sky.

The Holy Son of Taichu pushed the giant seal horizontally and came from behind from the right.

Mr. Bai shook his sleeves and suppressed it with a palm, shaking the five-element seal of the Holy Son of Taichu. There were even the slightest cracks. The face of the Holy Son of Taichu was gloomy. As he roared, the divine power followed. The body explodes and kills again!

One person fought against three people alone, without losing any of them, and his magical power was still suppressing them.

No wonder this Mr. Bai can surpass his peers from the ten continents at the end of ancient times.

Even in this life, he is still invincible!

The four of them fought for half an hour. Mr. Bai frowned and looked at the Beiming stone tablet out of the corner of his eye. Inadvertently, the spirit stone in Ye Zang's hand was about to condense the word Beiming.

"You are competing with me here, but you are giving others an advantage." Mr. Bai's robes were swaying and he said in a deep voice.

When the Holy Son of Taichu heard this, he also looked at Ye Zang and said with a startled expression: "How could it be so fast!"

When he was studying the stone tablet, it took him half an hour to gather a few strokes.

With that said, several people fled there one after another.

Mr. Bai escaped very fast, covering thousands of feet in a few breaths. He stepped on the green lotus and fell from the sky. With one hand, he held up a green lotus sword and shot out from the Zi Mansion, slashing towards the Ming King Formation with terrifying power. An evil ghost Arhat.

Keng!

With one strike of the sword, an evil ghost arhat was shattered, and the formation patterns were directly scattered, spreading out in ripples.

The Mingwang Formation, which had been besieged by Que Longzi and others for so long, was not as powerful as it was when the formation was launched. Under such conditions, Mr. Bai was able to kill an Arhat with one sword, which was quite relaxing.

"Boss Ye, you are not kind." Jian Shisi said sternly, slashed with the Underworld Sword, and immediately broke open another Arhat.

Several geniuses besieged them, and the seven evil ghost arhats were immediately defeated.

The entire King Ming Formation trembled, the array became much darker, and the energy that confined the space was also greatly attenuated.

In the formation, Ye Zang frowned slightly. There were still two strokes left in Beiming Dharma on the spiritual stone in his palm. He only needed to give him one more time to burn incense!

However, the Xianming King Formation could no longer hold on for long.

Ye Zang took a deep breath and drew out the Oath-Breaking Sword, preparing to face the fighting method.

Mr. Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, the green lotus seal appeared on his fingertips, and he used another Yunxia annihilating finger move to kill. For a moment, the sky dimmed, as if he had the power of annihilating all living beings, and his momentum was staggering!

At this time, suddenly, outside the Beiming Dojo, a Jinghong finger light came. It was also Yunxia's annihilating finger, but its magic power was very different from that of Mr. Bai.

Mr. Bai's magic power is domineering, but the magic power in the Jinghong Fingerlight is like Tai Chi Liang Yi, with the power of four or two to move a thousand catties.

The confrontation between the two magical powers unexpectedly did not cause any earth-shattering movement. The shocking light annihilated Qinglian's magic power in an extremely strange way, and they both died silently.

The onlookers' monks' eyes widened with surprise, and they all looked in the direction where Jinghong pointed the light.

A mysterious young man walked toward the Beiming Dojo with a steady pace. Next to him was Xue Ning, the contemporary saint of Shenyin Valley.

"I know Xue Ning, who is that young man?"

"Did he use the Yunxia Devoiding Finger move just now?" someone asked unexpectedly.

"I have an impression of this person. He once bloomed a lotus platform of the third grade of Tiantian in front of the Vientiane Avenue."

"When did Shenyin Valley cultivate such an unparalleled Tianqiao? He is really well hidden."

The mysterious young man covered his back with one hand, his eyes were deep, and he walked away calmly.

In the Beiming Dojo, more than a dozen geniuses including the Chaos Descendants of King Qingkui looked at him, with expressions of surprise and uncertainty in their eyes.

They had all personally experienced Mr. Bai's magical powers, and this mysterious young man was able to resolve it easily and freely!

"Do you know who this person is?" Mr. Bai asked Jiudao Lin with a frown on his face.

Jiu Daolin also shook his head. Before the discussion started, he had gone to various sects and challenged the genius in a big way. This was not just to find trouble out of boredom, but more to test the strength of the genius in this world for Mr. Bai.

In those few years, he traveled all over Tianming to collect information on many geniuses and freaks.

Even the births of King Qingkui and Huang Longshi were within Jiudaolin's expectation, but he had no impression of the young man from Shenyin Valley in front of Tian Lao.

This person appeared out of nowhere. He has been discussing Taoism for such a long time and has basically not taken any action.

He was not as fiercely competitive as the other geniuses, always one step behind them, collecting dojo scriptures in a hurry, not even interested in heavenly materials or earthly treasures, nor was he competing for the twenty heaven-reaching spiritual peak caves in the fairy city.

It's not like he's here to compete, he's just out for an outing.

As the saying goes, if he doesn't make a sound, he has become a blockbuster. Everyone thought that he was able to carry out the Wanxiang Avenue because of his talent. They didn't expect that this magical way could be so weird and terrifying.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, please use the formation." The Shenyin boy's eyes were calm and he used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with Ye Zangdao.

Hearing this, Ye Zang hesitated for a moment and then responded: "Fellow Taoist enters from the ghost residence in the south of the formation. I will guide you."

After hearing the words, the mysterious young man took Xue Ning's wrist and took a step forward. His speed was very ghostly. It seemed slow but it was extremely difficult to catch the figure.

Upon seeing this, Ye Zang personally guarded the Mingwang Formation and brought the two people in.

"What do fellow Taoists plan to do?" Ye Zang asked with spiritual consciousness.

The Shenyin boy remained silent, took out a pocket array and held it in his hand, and the silk array patterns came out quietly.

In an instant!

The entire Mingwang Formation started to move on its own, and the formation's eye that had been breached before actually returned to its original state within a breath!

The twelve evil ghost arhats once again burst out from the formation's eye, and their power was even greater than before.

"This is……"

Mr. Bai looked shocked, his eyes trembled slightly, and he showed a rare expression of loss of color.

(End of this chapter)