Chapter 1267

The cultivation of the demon clan is very similar to that of the Taoist martial arts.

It was the White Deer spirit who turned into an old man that showed up behind him, and the Song Emperor and others were aware of it.

In front of him, the old monster refined all five kinds of immortal Qi, which was the land of the emperor in the five Qi Dynasty.

Placed in the demon clan, it can be called little saint.

What's more, it's the seemingly inconspicuous crutch in the hand of the old deer.

The Panlong crutch was not a weapon, but it was more powerful than many immortal soldiers.

In those days, when the old deer was in private, he stole the treasure and went with him. Later, he was taken back to the heaven by the longevity king.

Now a great destruction passed, white deer spirit escaped, and this Panlong crutch fell into his hands again.

Song Emperor Zhang Buxu sighed. When the strings fluctuated, the sword no longer attacked the temple spirit, but pointed to the white deer.

"Don't worry about the things here. How many people can go?" Zhang Buxu shook his head and sighed.

The strength of white deer spirit is enough to suppress all the people except the temple spirit.

However, the temple spirit was still in cahoots with him.

Now even if the temple spirit doesn't move, the old God is going to complete the ritual of heart and mind. At present, the situation is extremely bad for other people.

Zhang Buxu stepped out step by step, first to white deer.

It's not that he is willing to sacrifice himself for others, but that in the crowd, the white deer must select the target, and certainly the only Xuanxian.

Others are not a threat to the White Deer spirits of the five Qi Dynasty.

Sure enough, white deer spirit laughs. As soon as he reaches out, he grabs Zhang Buxu.

With his five fingers open and his five elements working, it is as if one side of the world of creation is suppressing Zhang Buxu.

Between the evil spirit and the heaven, it seems as if the secret changes of fan Tianshu and Sheng shengzaohua Tianshu passed by Yuqing.

Once upon a time, the God of longevity in the temple of heaven was also handed down by his ancestors at the beginning of the jade Qing Dynasty.

Most of the unique skills of the White Deer spirit come from the legend of Shou Xingjun, and then they are combined with their own demons. Finally, they derive and change into the most suitable way for him.

Zhang Buxu's eyes are heavy. He plays the strings of the Qin. The sound of the Qin is rippling, orderly and solid. It becomes the dark sword light of Taoism, crisscross in the void, forming a dense and sharp sword net to intercept the palm of the other side.

Then a flash of red light came over him and he ran away in the other direction.

The White Deer spirit didn't look at the black sword net, but still grasped it.

As the palm of his hand fell, suddenly there was a sound.

It's not white deer's voice, but as he moves, there's a voice.

The sound is like the chanting of celestial beings and Buddhas together. In the void of the universe in the dandian hall, there are symbols that light up and then connect to form a light band.

With the shaking of the light band, the world on this side sounds beautiful and mysterious.

After the initial sound, the lunyin gradually became lower. The great sound is hard to hear.

is not a low volume but rather mysterious.

As soon as the sound sounded, except for Zhang Buxu, the king of song in Xuanxian realm, everyone else felt that their spirit seemed to be completely emptied and fell into a state of unconsciousness.

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

A blank, as if the whole person has been assimilated by the voice of the road.

Yan Zhaoge's body shows the infinite image, and the mind of the spirit is more relaxed, but it can still feel that its mind rotation is suppressed.

He didn't show any special color, and observed in the dark. He saw that his father's head was too easy to see. The clouds were changing constantly.

Besides Yandi's situation is better than her own, Longxue's silence and congratulation are all dull.

The situation of emperor Yunzheng was also slightly better, but it was a state of alternate change, sometimes sober and sometimes dull.

“…… The great road Yan Zhaoge spits out a mouthful of dullness.

There is no leakage.

Quiet and mysterious.

Too empty yuan Xian.

Taixu, also known as Daixu, is the appearance of Tao. The Tao is big but empty and quiet, which is fundamental in the world and beyond the nature.

Only when you have five Qi in your heart can you really touch the mystery of the road.

When practicing martial arts to this level, the word "martial arts" in front can be removed from martial arts, which is called cultivation.

Da Dao Lun Yin is the most obvious feature when yuan Xianqiang fights with people. It's lofty and mysterious.

When lunyin rings, even if there is no leakage of the true immortal level, the strong ones who have already opened the immortal gate will be suppressed and assimilated, and tend to be in a situation of no knowing and no perceiving.

It's not a bad thing for martial artists. It's more convenient for them to understand the wonderful principles of martial arts. If they do half the work, they can get twice the effort, but they can meet the mysterious state that can't be asked.

However, if you are in this state when you are fighting with others, it is no different from being killed by others.

As a Xuanxian, Song Emperor Zhang Buxu is not suppressed by the Da Dao lunyin of white deer spirit, but when the lunyin of the other party rings, his piano sound suddenly becomes invisible.

The black light sword net is directly grasped by white deer spirit with bare hands, and is torn by force.

Break open the black light sword net, then the palm will continue to go down and grasp towards Zhang Buxu.

Zhang Buxu played with ten fingers, red, white, green and black swords flying all over the sky.

Different swords and lights are combined in two, three and three ways, constantly changing, dancing in a staggered way, and performing a soul stirring piano music together.

The sound of the zither becomes higher again. Compared with the Da Dao Lun sound between the waves of white deer spirit, though it is subtle, it is light but not scattered. It is always melodious and cannot be covered by the other side.

White Deer spirit appeared to make a move. In that glorious day, he began to hide into the dark void.

Yan Zhaoge could feel that a cold look swept over her.

The strong resentment and killing intention in it made Yan Zhaoge doubt that the other side would stop Fayi and kill him first.

But the temple spirit didn't do it at last.

The White Deer spirit glanced at the glorious day that was about to disappear, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to have some ideas.

But looking at Zhang Buxu, the old white deer was upset.

He didn't take down the other side in the first time. He couldn't hang his face.

Just waiting to give Zhang Buxu some good looks, white deer Jing's ears suddenly shake together.

He raised his head sharply, glancing left and right.

It seemed that he noticed something. White Deer turned to glare at the brilliant day that was about to disappear and shouted, "who is that?"

"Enemy." The spirit of the temple replied indifferently.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge is separated by Beiming, which is located at the guidance center. You can see that another outsider has broken into the temple.

More than one person came in, but the first one, as fast as lightning, walked through the void and into the core area of shadow.

In his eyes, the intricate space-time of the universe in Dan palace is nothing.

As he entered, the shadows that covered the core areas such as Zixian Pavilion and danku disappeared one after another.