Miracle doctor tao yun

"Jinnao?"

When ye Shaochuan saw the golden light, his face did not change, but his spirit suddenly rose up into a cloud light, in which the boundless scene emerged, just like a world.

No longer as clear as water in the past, the cloud light was extremely turbid, and a fierce and endless breath swept away, just like the essence, as if it was pregnant with a ferocious fetus.

"Roar..."

Suddenly, the cloud burst, and a violent force surged out. However, a giant like a dragon and a man showed his head. With a roar, the three realms vibrated, the five elements collapsed, and the six paths stagnated. The sky above the endless breath seemed to tear the whole fairyland apart.

Boom

With Ye Shaochuan as the center, the endless shock swept out. With this wave, the power of destruction seems invisible, and the void ripples layer upon layer, which contains the terrible power of crushing everything.

Bang! Bang!

The two pieces of gold cymbals were only a hundred Zhang away from ye Shaochuan. They suddenly seemed to solidify in the air. Before they could react, they were torn up and annihilated, and turned into nothingness.

"No!"

Maitreya's fat face was so scared that he couldn't care any more. He turned around and ran away, but he was in a mess.

However, he did not forget the children around him, otherwise, the next moment a few children will follow the footsteps of the golden cymbal, become a fan.

The face of the behemoth was no different from that of human beings, but it was full of scales, dense, like cast iron, with a chill to the bone.

With a roar, the bloody mouth opened, the roots of the tusks were like spears and halberds, and the spines on the tongue were ferocious. When the ferocity reached the extreme, the evil spirit of darkness eroded the void, as if soaked in black ink, twisted and changed, and life was torn apart.

The giant only showed one head, which shocked the heaven and the world. However, it saw the stars swaying on the nine days, ghosts howling in the hell, hundreds of millions of high waves rising in the sea of blood, lotus withering and Bodhi withering in the paradise, and the celestial gods trembling, but they didn't know what happened.

In the depths of chaos, a simple Taoist temple has quietly emerged.

In the Taoist temple, the boy and girl nestle up to each other at the door and sleep soundly. The next moment, they wake up suddenly as if they had a nightmare.

However, as soon as you look up, you can see that there are boundless waves in the chaos, which are enough to annihilate everything. It seems that the gas of chaos is stirred by a boundless force, like a big wave emptying, or like a volcano gushing. It is extremely violent and fierce, sweeping towards the Taoist temple.

In such an amazing power, the seemingly ordinary Taoist temple suddenly rises like a jade like luster, transmitting clear brilliance.

In this light, the violent power of chaos will soon be restored, and the terrible power will disappear.

The boy and girl, who had been stunned, suddenly woke up like a duck in the water, looked at each other and ran inside.

Creak!

The closed door of Taoist temple opens all the year round. They rush into the temple, kneel under the cloud bed and kowtow.

But the two elder martial sisters nodded their heads to meet the old people. They didn't move their faces

"Yes."

The boy and girl retreated, and soon came in with six people. Among them, there are Buddhas, men and women, and all of them have extraordinary bearing.

When the six sat down, the old man said, "evil spirit permeates the three realms. The cloud of robbery covers the six realms. The great disaster has come."

Below, a middle-aged Taoist with Yu Ruyi in his hand frowned and asked, "teacher, there is still a long way to go before the five hundred year catastrophe."

"The way of heaven is impermanent, and fortune changes. Instead of changing with the sacred heart, it is flexible." The old man said calmly.

All of a sudden, everyone knew that the catastrophe had come ahead of time.

They are all doomed to exist, but not panic, but the woman asked with a smile: "teacher, the catastrophe is coming, whether we can face the world again?"

The old man is still expressionless, light way: "today, I will preach again for ten years, you can leave after ten years."

"No!"

When people heard the words, their faces changed, or they were happy, or calm, or their brows were wrinkled, or their eyes were twinkling.

Even if a saint is not Hongjun after all, it is normal to have all kinds of thoughts in his heart.

The old man didn't pay attention to the people's expressions. He just started to speak. The people didn't dare to neglect him. They sat on the futon, or closed their eyes, or thought deeply, but they didn't know how many of them listened.

……

"What kind of magic power has the Xuantian sect leader achieved, and he has such power..."

At the same time, Maitreya has escaped for tens of thousands of miles, looking at the void that seems to be soaked by black ink from a distance, I can't help but feel a lingering fear.

Even if it is as powerful as him, in just that terrible force, still inevitably raised the fear, know oneself almost dangerous.It was hard for him to understand the origin of the Xuantian sect leader. In a short period of several hundred years, he had achieved such terrible magical powers. I'm afraid that Sakyamuni was far from his opponent.

He also exchanged Buddhist Dharma with Sakyamuni and knew the gap between himself and Sakyamuni, but he didn't believe that he had no resistance.

But just now, he didn't even have the idea of resisting. He only had one idea, that is, to run as far as possible. It's too dangerous.

……

Ye Shaochuan didn't go after Maitreya. Instead, he was chanting words. He was full of inexplicable breath. A big bell on his head was melodious and resounding through the void, but no sound came out.

Under the big clock, the endless darkness and fierce atmosphere are still changing, as if the peerless ferocious fetus is going to break free and ravage the three worlds and six roads.

Cloud light overturned, changing, deep as ink, soaked in the void.

Every time the bell rang, Yunguang was quiet for a few minutes, so it took half an hour for Yunguang to completely recover his peace and slowly enter the spirit of heaven.

Even ye Shaochuan can't help but feel relieved at this time. He knows that he has forced the power of integrating Pangu's blood, all the demon masters and ZuLong's spirits. After all, he is still unable to catch his strength and is almost eaten back.

Thanks to the chaos clock, which is the most precious treasure, it can suppress the vast number of people. Otherwise, the result just now will certainly kill Maitreya, and I'm afraid I will lose a lot.

"It's a lot less..."

His eyes moved slightly. He looked down at the lower boundary and then looked up at the sky, as if he had noticed something. His body disappeared in a flash, as if it had never appeared before. Only a little evil spirit floated in the void.