Although the brilliant sea of clouds shattered, turning into a stream of light and flying around, the brilliance quickly turned, and arcs were drawn in the void, like a startling dragon, and then turned towards Yan Zhao Ge to continue to pounce.

"Hehe, Meng Zhang Cangyunlu. As soon as Yan Zhaoge came into contact with the glorious sea of clouds, he had a number in his heart.

Meng Zhang is the green dragon of the head of the four spirits, also known as Meng Zhang Shenjun.

Just as Suzaku is also called Lingguang Shenjun, this is a Taoist title for the four spirits.

Before the great destruction, there was a peerless scientific name called Lingguang Feixian Book, which inherited the artistic conception of Lingguang Shenjun's Taoism, which was unique.

The martial arts practiced by the Immortal Court Heavenly Monarch in front of him is called Meng Zhang Cangyunlu, which explains the artistic conception of the power of Meng Zhang Shenjun before the Great Destruction.

The two Taoist systems themselves are not related, but because they both figure out the image of the four spirits, they have always been called together.

In the library of the Heavenly Court Divine Palace before the Great Destruction, these two peerless studies were included.

Although Yan Zhaoge had not practiced this method before, he had also read it, and he recognized it as soon as he saw the other party's move.

"Compared with Meng Zhang Cangyunlu before the Great Destruction, there is still some development and progress, which is really rare for a martial artist from the Immortal Court. Yan Zhao Ge was amazed, and he still had the leisure to experience the changes in the opponent's martial arts.

Although he was admiring, Yan Zhao was not slow at all, referring to the sword, and went around his body.

The green dragon was bleeding, and the purple and red mangs suddenly spread all over Zhou Tian.

The light dragons were suddenly killed one after another!

For a while, in the void, there were pieces of broken dragon bodies that had been cut off everywhere.

The terrible dragon roar and bloody anger filled the universe in all directions, and this universe seemed to turn into a bloody hell.

The light dragon was slain, and the broken dragon body turned into countless streams of light.

This time, these streams of light could not continue to differentiate, as if real beings could not be resurrected after being killed by someone.

The scattered flow of light spreads out, making everyone's eyes seem to be shrouded in a heavy light mist, and there is no boundary.

In the light mist, the figure of a middle-aged Taoist priest gradually emerged.

"This swordsmanship ......" The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at Yan Zhaoge with a look of shock.

"Oh, this is Yan's self-created swordsmanship, called ......" Yan Zhaoge smiled very brightly: "Slash the green dragon." ”

When the middle-aged Taoist priest heard this, his face immediately darkened.

He clasped his palms together, slammed his strength, and then pushed forward in unison.

The light and fog in the sky turned pale blue at this moment.

Between the flashes of blue light, auspicious clouds reappeared, and then the sound of a dragon's groan sounded, shaking the four corners of the universe.

A dragon roared and poked its head out of the clouds and pounced towards Yan Zhao Ge!

Yan Zhao Ge was about to make a move, but when he saw this blue light dragon, the scales of his whole body opened and closed together.

Each piece of dragon scales seems to have turned into a treasure mirror at this time, and thousands of dragon scales are like thousands of treasure mirrors, and countless mirror lights shine out of it, crisscrossing it.

Between the Dao mirrors and lights, an enchantment was quickly formed, enveloping and suppressing Yan Zhao Ge, making him seem to have thousands of chains on his body, restraining his movements.

And when the dragon roared, the real dragon probed its claws, picked the stars and took the moon, obscuring Yan Zhaoge's sight.

Yan Zhaoge laughed, stood still in place, and the Dao Dao air flow around his body surged, enveloping his whole body.

In an instant, his whole person seemed to turn into something that looked like an axe but not an axe, like a banner but not a flag.

Open the world, the magnificent artistic conception of Geding creation is revealed, sweeping in all directions, breaking the blue light enchantment that envelops itself.

His body shook, and when the illusory Open Heaven Banner shook, Canglong's dragon claws suddenly couldn't move forward.

Yan Zhao Ge was unhurried, his left hand stretched out, crossed the stiff dragon claw, and pressed directly on the dragon head!

It was huge, like the dragon head of the Ancient Divine Mountain, and in front of Yan Zhaoge's palm, it seemed to shrink in an instant.

And in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest, he saw that Yan Zhaoge's outstretched palm instantly became larger, covering the universe.

Canglong Dragon Head was grabbed by Yan Zhaoge with one hand, and he couldn't move for a moment.

Let his huge body writhe, disturb the void, sweep the universe, and even shatter many small stars with one tail, but he just couldn't break free from Yan Zhaoge's palm!

Yan Zhao Ge calmly watched as if the dragon with a body length of thousands of miles was struggling in his palm, and raised his right hand unhurriedly, standing with his two fingers in the middle of the food, like a sword blade.

Seeing Yan Zhao Ge raise his sword, Canglong couldn't help but struggle more violently.

But everything was in vain, and he could only watch the butcher's knife fall towards him without slowing or hurrying, getting closer and closer!

The sword of the green dragon reappeared, and the sword flashed, running through the void of the universe.

It was as if the top of the primeval sacred mountain was broken and collapsed, and the huge dragon head was cut off by Yan Zhaoge with a sword!

Yan Zhao Ge held the head of Canglong in his left hand, and the sword blade in his right hand continued, continuing to move forward.

The purple red mangs slashed through the blue light, revealing the figure of a middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged Taoist priest finally looked shocked.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and turned into a blue light, and was about to try to fly away.

This turn is tantamount to selling his back to Yan Zhao Ge, and the poignant sword of the green dragon will inevitably slash at him without any obstacles.

However, this Immortal Court Heavenly Monarch also had his own plans, and he was ready to take Yan Zhao Ge's sword in order to get a chance to escape.

Yan Zhao Ge's sword of slashing the green dragon is fierce and fierce, and Xuan Immortal Immortal Gang can't break his body of five qi Chaoyuan.

But if he continues to entangle, he may be suppressed and captured!

In just a few rounds, he already clearly felt the gap between himself and Yan Zhao Ge.

What's more, Long Xingquan, Yan Di and others were next to them.

God knows if there will be other Daomen descendants of the Yuan Immortal here, and at that time, his life will really be in danger.

It was the middle-aged Taoist priest who made a quick decision and immediately retreated.

At this moment, he is relying on the realm to oppress people, and Xuanyuan is seeking opportunities from the distance, and he has long been unable to take care of his face.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the sword light that was about to come to the door behind him seemed to change.

The ferocious killing intent is no longer there, but it is even more distant and far-reaching.

However, this mysterious and infinite sword intent made the middle-aged Taoist priest's heart suddenly chill, which was more threatening than the sword of the green dragon!

Brushed by the sword light, his figure suddenly froze.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was illusory in front of him, and he felt that his whole person seemed to fall from the clouds.

His five qi dynasty yuan is broken!

Although it was only for a moment, at this moment, the second sword of ferociousness slashed!

In a flash, the middle-aged Taoist priest screamed, and his body was directly cut into two pieces!

Yan Zhao Ge followed behind leisurely, and then stepped forward, the five fingers of his left hand were tightened, and the head of the dragon he was holding was shattered, and the scattered streamer was gone.

Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the middle-aged Taoist priest who had not yet swallowed his breath and was still struggling.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was still breathing, in extreme pain, drenched in blood, the five qi of the immortal family reunited, and there was a faint tendency to reincarnate the immortal yuan, protecting his life, even if he was cut in half, he would not die.

But when Yan Zhaoge stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the power suppressed it, and the middle-aged Taoist priest was simply worse than dead!