Faith is really a good thing. Daozu Qinghua said with a sigh. Then, he absorbed all the points of light that the remnants of the Qingtian Daoist had dispersed. The figure, which was originally a little illusory, gradually solidified. "He believes in me, so he is willing to pay for me. If I don't accept it, it won't hurt him. What do you say?"

"I think even if he is willing to give, you don't have to accept it, do you? You know, you accept the last bit of his existence in this world. Tang Chao felt that the oppression on his body was not so great, and slowly turned around and looked at Dao Ancestor Qinghua.

"It's because it's the last bit of existence. His faith is all over this remnant. This has never been a fulfillment. You don't understand, you didn't understand it then, and you still don't understand it now. You don't understand the faith of those who can die for you. If you abandon their contributions, you will break their faith. Dao Ancestor Qinghua suddenly said coldly. As soon as he waved his hand, countless Taoist priests came from all directions. There were also a few of them carrying a few trapped people.

"From the moment you step into the mountains beyond the mountain, the ancestor knows it. Have you ever thought that this was a trap in the first place? Now, all of your men have been arrested. Are you willing to give up your body and give it to your ancestors in exchange for their safety?" Qinghua asked with a wave of her hand to Tang Chao. Several trapped figures were left behind, and it was the few people who came with Tang Dynasty.

"Why can't I use my flesh as a threat to let you let them go?" said Tang Chao lightly. It's just that the corners of his eyes twitch a few times, showing that his heart is not calm at the moment.

"Ben Ancestor asks you again, are you willing to give up your physical body and give it to Ben Zu?" asked Qinghua sharply. The three flowers between his eyebrows began to flicker, and with the momentum of the heavenly realm, Tang Chao slowly bent down.

"No...... Sincere...... Meaning!" Tang Dynasty squeezed out three words from between his teeth.

"Huh...... Aren't people going to be destroyed for themselves?" said Dao Ancestor Qinghua chuckled.

"No...... My life is up to me, not to anyone. I don't want to test human nature, because true human nature is dark. I know they don't want me to give up my body for them. Since you can't survive human nature, it's better to fight. I can work hard for them and understand what they think. I did everything I could to save them, and if I couldn't, then I avenged them. After all, the Tang Dynasty straightened up little by little. He slowly stretched out his hand, and a sword shadow appeared in his palm. The seven-colored lotus imprint emerged from the forehead of the Tang Dynasty. And at his feet, the illusory colorful lotus platform gently lifted him up. With the protection of the light of the colorful lotus platform, Tang Dynasty felt much lighter.

"Are you going to fight against the tens of thousands of Dao members of my Dao Alliance alone?" Qinghua's figure was suspended in the air, and he slowly raised his hands. More Taoist priests flew into the air from above the ground and stood behind him. With a respectful Dao Ancestor, tens of thousands of people spoke in unison, and the huge momentum pressed towards the Tang Dynasty.

The colorful lotus platform under the feet of the Tang Dynasty trembled slightly, but there was no timidity in his eyes, only infinite battle intent. "What's so afraid of being alone, what's the point of being alone. One man, one sword, I am my God!"

"Seven colors dye everything, only black and white. Qinglian is singing angrily, withering!" Tang Dynasty let out a high-pitched roar. Nearly 10,000 sword shadows were suspended around him, and in an instant, the momentum of tens of thousands of people was broken by him alone. Seven-colored sword qi flashed above the sword shadow, like a seven-colored rainbow. The yin and yang sword in his hand turned into two, one black and one white. The black and white sword qi lingered and circled into two yin and yang fish, slowly grouped together, and a Tai Chi pattern hovered between Tang Chao's hands.

After a breath, Tang Chao's hands turned into two sword fingers and waved violently. The seven-colored rainbow in the middle of the air floated up and rushed towards tens of thousands of Dao people. The Tai Chi pattern of the black and white Pisces protected the body of the Tang Dynasty, and he rushed into the seven-colored rainbow. The sword qi in the sky filled the entire sky, and nothing was missed. All the Daoists also waved their hands under the Dao Ancestor and killed the Tang Dynasty.

Under one blow, the Taiji diagram around the Tang Dynasty was completely destroyed, the Yin and Yang Sword was broken, and the seven-colored lotus platform was blown up. His figure was also smashed back covered in blood. But he laughed. Because under the sword aura of the seven-colored rainbow, one-third of the Dao people were wiped out. The rainbow fluttered, surrounding all the Daoists again.

Tang Chao trembled and raised a hand, and the two fingers twisted and barely formed a sword finger. The rainbow sword qi in the sky seemed to have been summoned and erupted again. Countless figures fell from mid-air again.

At this time, one foot stepped on the only palm that could still move in the Tang Dynasty. There was a crisp sound, and the entire hand bones of Tang Dynasty burst.

"Is it worth it? In the end, isn't it the same to die?" asked Daozu Qinghua calmly. The person who stepped on the bones of the Tang Dynasty was him.

"As long as I don't die, I won't give up. Even if I have to die in the end, I have to stand happily. There is no one who can make me admit defeat, not even myself. Tang Chao pulled the corners of his mouth and said weakly.

"Why don't you want to change them?" asked Daozu Qinghua. At the same time, with a wave of his hand, several people who were pressed to the ground exploded directly.

"Because they understand me, and I understand them. ”

"Hehe, they're really lucky. When I was younger, I had a friend who was a Taoist priest. A guy who is busy slaying demons and demons every day, and the road is uneven. We grew up together and became monks, but he became a Taoist. While slaying a group of murderers, we were ambushed. We were young and vigorous, and we didn't know it was a trap. We killed a lot of people, a lot of bad guys, and we still didn't get out. Finally we looked at each other and smiled. I thought he understood what he meant, so he fought this time, and life and death were all in peace. But he went away secretly, in front of me, and left. He used forbidden spells and burned his soul. I was frozen in place by him, watching him kill all the demons, watching him walk up to me weakly. He didn't even have the strength to help me break the blockade. He just stood in front of me, slowly stretched out three fingers, and tapped them on my forehead. He fell, and never got up. Later, I found out that he used the Broken Spirit. Explode your own spirit, get a short burst, the end of the eruption, and the end of life. Even in the end, he had to force the last shred of strength into my body before leaving. Daozu Qinghua did not step out again, but calmly looked down at Tang Chao, and then said. He pointed to his forehead again and asked, "See?"