Chapter 2474

Sure enough, Ximen Qingcang's injury has completely recovered.

Standing in front of him, even stronger than at the peak.

However, Ye Hong was not worried at all.

On the other side, looking at the night Hong almost turned into pure black eyes, Ximen Qingcang suddenly felt a thrill.

As if the whole body of the secret, were night Hong that a pair of eyes insight clean.

But this insight, as an ancient Taoist, is clearer than anyone else!

"It's impossible!"

Ximen Qingcang's pupils dilated and roared: "how could you have entered the ancient Dharma Realm?"

He glared angrily, black smoke congealed in front of his eyes, the first time eager to see through the details of night Hong.

And in the eyes of night Hong, you can see the white light that represents the breath from Ximen Qingcang's eyes.

The eyes are slightly heavy, and the Taoist breath condenses into a dagger, which directly cuts off the breath.

"Oh

Ximen Qingcang covers his eyes and can't help but hum.

However, his mouth is constantly murmuring: "this is impossible, this is impossible..."

he was poor all his life, calculated the whole world, and planned for a long time, he was able to use the magic way to enter the ancient Dharma Realm.

Can be in front of Ye Hong even 18 years old, but also stepped into the same realm!

This kind of feeling is like a goddess that I can hardly catch up with, but I run away with a three-year-old girl!

Jealousy, resentment, unwillingness... Thousands of emotions like poisonous insects in Ximen Qingcang heart constantly bite.

"It's impossible!"

Ximen raises cangcang and roars angrily. The black smoke explodes on his body.

"Boom -"

it was like the boom of a bomb, and a black gas wave burst at his feet.

The whole fourth floor is like being hit by a sledgehammer.

And in the thick black smoke, Ximen Qingcang's face is toward Night Hong kept approaching.

Like an eagle flying in the smoke, swift and sharp.

Those seemingly light black smoke, but as suddenly opened a pair of eagle wings, ruthlessly toward the night Hong Fan.

"Blood devil's way, blood demon shadow wing!"

The black smoke, which covers the sky and blocks the sun, is like a huge wave. It wants to swallow the night.

But is surrounded by night Hong, is not slow to stretch out his finger.

A transparent breath, such as water waves around his fingertips.

Then, these breath in the night Hong hand into the shape of a brush.

The pupil of Ximen Qingcang suddenly shrinks.

Not only because of the transparent breath that he can't see through, but also because of the shape of the brush!

"Feibai pen..."

in Ximen Qingcang's heart, he read aloud subconsciously.

Yes, Yehong's brush is exactly the shape of the brush in the hand of Shangguan yuan'er, the ancestor of Shangguan family!

There were misunderstandings, contests and arguments between him and Shangguan Wan'er.

But in the end, Shangguan Wan'er sacrificed himself to save him.

"Ximen Qingcang, I will always remember your meanness and the kindness of the senior officials.

Thank you for giving me a chance to pay homage to the senior officials. "

Night Hong looked at the brush in his hand with nostalgia. His eyes were like a knife. He lifted the brush and waved it forward.

An arc flashed across the sky and the sky suddenly lit up.

Like a thunder flash, like the sky and earth split by the axe.

"Man follows the earth, the earth follows the heaven, and the heaven follows the Tao..."

the mysterious ancient sound spreads out in the mouth of night Hong.

Between heaven and earth, the words of Yin Jia of Taoism began to appear. OK composition website www.okzuowen.com

For quite a while, Shangguan Wan'er tried to force himself into the realm of ancient Taoism, but he failed because of the incompleteness of heaven.

I only regret to leave a sentence "poor my life, better than heaven without children.".

Now, night Hong is going to fulfill her unfinished wish.

Will also use her Yin Jia pen, kill and use her culprit - Ximen Qingcang!

The vast and boundless ancient sound flies out from the mouth of the night.

Like thunder, shaking the surrounding space!

"Man follows the earth, the earth follows the heaven, and the heaven follows the Tao...

" the Tao follows the nature! "

"Sun, moon, star, Chen, flower, bird, insect, fish..."

innumerable Yin Jia characters, such as the vast sky of stars, suppressed the blood demon shadow wings of Ximen Qingcang, and illuminated the extremely frightening face behind the black smoke. The great form has no shape. Great sound is hard to hear. If Guangde is not enough, if Jiande is stolen, the quality will be so great; the generous will be no more; the big weapon will not be able to be free; the big voice will not be heard; the elephant will be invisible!

Tao Yin... Nameless! "

After four months, Yehong finally read the unfinished chapter for Shangguan Wan'er!The road of light is like darkness, the way of advance is like retreat, the road of flatness is like rugged, and the noble virtue is like a Canyon...

the true road of all things is always in a state of concealment and non visible to the naked eye.

It is invisible, silent and indescribable.

This is the way, hidden unknown!

It is also the way of nature pursued by Shangguan Wan'er in his poor life!

Now, you Yehong has fulfilled her long cherished wish and restored the way of no lack!

Transparent brush, like a clean dirty weapon, sweeping the smoke.

"Ah --"

in a sharp scream, Ximen Qingcang's body was cut in two by the brush.

Five poison, suddenly exposed to the air.

Yehong knows that taking advantage of your illness to kill you, the brush is in the air for five times, killing the five poison points in the void.

The black smoke on the fourth floor suddenly dispersed.

At this time, the people who watched with astonishment were looking at the center of the venue in horror -

Ximen Qingcang's body was divided into two parts, but still not dead.

On the head of upper body, full of resentment of the eye son, dead stare Night Hong.

"You are absolutely not an ancient Taoist

"Tell me, what kind of state is this?"

"Tell me

Hysterical voice, actually with a cry cavity.

Yehong walks slowly to Ximen Qingcang, overlooking this peerless careerist who straddles the chaos era, the Holocaust era and the present era.

Light way: "you can't see through my realm, that's because you have never understood what is the ancient Dharma Realm and what is the no lack of Tao."

"Nonsense! I am a real old Taoist

Ximen Qingcang roared.

Night Hong shakes his head, also did not plan to waste words with this kind of person.

As a matter of fact, Yehong is indeed an ancient Dharma Realm.

However, his ancient Taoism and Dharma Realm does not simply contain the two major breath of Dao Yi and tactics.

After Nanzhou absorbed the crystal of the hexagonal prism, Ye Hong's body of Tao and meaning, tactics, divine illumination, totem, alienation... All the breath began to merge.

After fusion, the hexagonal crystal also became the black crystal.

What runs inside the crystal is a kind of breath that Yehong has never heard of or seen before.

This is the breath of his night.

It's also the breath of brush that just coagulates at the fingertips.

The unique breath of yehongguan is the night God Daofa!