Taking a deep breath, Mo Qingge suppressed the churning emotions in his heart, concentrating and calming, in his past and present lives, excluding the fancy special effects on the screen, it was the first time he had seen such a magnificent scene with his own eyes, and his heart was shocked by this, but he couldn't help but feel surprised.

At such a distance, even if Mo Qingge exhausted his eyesight, he could only see a little faintly, but at the moment, his vision was affected by an indescribable force, as if he had crossed the vast space, and he could see all the descriptions and appearances of this real person in charge of the sect, without missing a trace.

It's so mysterious, it's really incredible!

The two wings stretched out, and the red-crowned crane, which was three zhang long, was extremely fast, and before it was a moment, it was still at the end of the sky, and after a while, it had already crossed the city tower.

Purple gas is like a cloud, and the purple dust real person with a handsome face like a twenty-eight teenager stands in the wind, his eyes are purple and angry, so he is not strange.

"Brother Chu, Poor Dao Zichen has come to the appointment, I don't know where you are, please show up. ”

On the top of the ninth-order prayer platform, the old man in Xuanyi stood up, his white hair hunting and flying, trembling like a snake, and his majestic momentum spread, like a demon god who resisted heaven and earth.

"Zichen Niubi, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time! Haha, I can't wait to beat you up and show the bird breath that I was holding back when I was chased and killed by you. ”

After laughing, there was a soft sound of "sigh", and the old man in Xuanyi waved his sleeves, and he didn't necessarily have the strength to roll, but the stone tablet that stood in the octagon under the rain prayer platform quietly appeared countless cracks, all of which were broken and rolled into a mess of stones.

The stele was broken, and the divine will contained in the inscription on the stele naturally disappeared, and the people who were still contemplating the essence of the divine will woke up from that mysterious realm, and they all showed a fierce light in their eyes and showed indignation.

Among the people present, although not all of them are the kind of people who practice martial arts and become obsessed, but the essence of heavenly and human martial arts is so rare, anyone who is ruthlessly interrupted in the middle of enlightenment will not have a good face to see, but soon, the ugly faces changed again.

I saw the old man in Xuanyi on the top of the stage flying between his clothes, as if he was stepping into the void, stepping on the invisible steps and swaying up, step by step, seemingly slow, but every step falling, must float upwards dozens of zhang, between a few breaths, it has stood in the clouds of the world.

When the old man in Xuanyi shook the blue sky, the wind between the heavens and the earth suddenly rose, whirring, and the floating clouds like fluttering clouds changed from clear to turbid, black and pressed, and centered on the sky above the head of the old man in Xuanyi, and rotated sharply, and finally formed a dark and gloomy, full of endless oppressive cloud vortex swirl, and the purple air on the top of the purple dust stood against the sky.

The human law of the earth, the earth and the heaven, the heavenly law, the Tao of nature, the heaven and the human master are connected inside and outside, and they can cause such a strange and indescribable scene by hooking the heart of heaven and causing changes in the heavens with their own hearts.

"What is this?"

Invite Yue's beautiful face appeared on the face of the shock that is difficult to hide, when feeling the inscription on the stone tablet, the heart has already sighed, in this world, martial arts mystical so far, has been no different from the fairy gods and demons Buddha, but when I saw someone volleying into the void, not borrowing the slightest external force, shaking up to the sky, there is still another feeling in my heart that is not enough for outsiders.

At this time, she suddenly felt that her hand was being grabbed, Dai Mei couldn't help frowning, looked sideways, and when she saw that it was Mo Qingge, her expression eased slightly, but she still asked indifferently, "What are you doing?"

"The big battle is coming, take you to a higher place, where it is better to watch the battle than here!"

Saying lightly, he jumped up with Ying Yue, flew more than ten zhang, and after several consecutive borrowings, he stopped on the roof of a five-story building closest to the prayer platform.

This place is closer to the sky, when looking up at the sky, the sense of urgency of the black clouds pressing the city is stronger, Mo Qingge's soul is empty, turning into a round of mirrors, reflecting all things, this level of battle, is not a cabbage rotten street, you can see it everywhere, watching such a master duel, if you can understand one or two of them, it is a rare creation.

Standing opposite to the old man in Xuanyi, Zichen's expression flashed, and he said lightly, "Brother Chu, the grievances between you and me in the past have long disappeared, and they have been written off, but the prayer rain platform was built by the people of Qingzhou for the Qingyang Patriarch of the Daomen of my creation, and Brother Chu occupied it and behaved provocatively, this matter has been related to the reputation of my Daomen, and the poor Dao also knows that Brother Chu's actions must be for a reason, otherwise he would not have asked me to come here alone." ”

The old man in Xuanyi laughed and said: "Zichen Niu Nose, do you know that the old man has not much longevity? The biggest regret in this life is that I can't beat you up, out of the bird's breath, it was here back then, I formed a grudge with your little disciple, killed him, and then was chased and killed by you, and later, when the old man became a celestial man, you were already a land immortal, and you were defeated by you again, but unfortunately the old man had no chance to win the land fairy realm in this life." ”

"You and I have grievances, tracing back to the source, it starts from here, and ends here, the old man doesn't ask for anything else today, but only wants to fight with you happily!"

With a long sigh, Zichen made a gesture of "please", and said leisurely: "Brother Chu only asks for a battle, and the poor road also has the heart of adult beauty, so please give me a move!"

The old man in Xuanyi laughed, without dragging his mud and water, raised his sleeves and reached out his hand, and pointed out from afar, a phantom of a giant finger more than 20 zhang long was born, and the texture on the finger was clearly visible, heading towards Zichen.

This finger gives people a strange feeling of being everywhere, as if no matter how much you retreat and dodge, it will not help.

Zichen's handsome and flawless face did not have the slightest expression, it was extremely plain, and the flawless hands were together, during which the left hand was facing the sky, forming a rhyme and clear spirit, high and broad law seal, and the right hand facing the ground, forming a majestic, majestic and condensed law seal.

The top and bottom are divided into heaven and earth!

When the printing is completed, the change is regenerated, and I see that the left hand of the purple dust has drawn a circular trajectory with the dry seal, and the right hand with the Kun seal has drawn a square trajectory.

There is no breath of purple dust, as if it is incarnated into the heavenly way in the underworld, controlling the laws and accepting the rules, which is incomparable, and makes people avoid the inevitable finger shadow, followed by the dust and smoke in the wind, dissipating inch by inch, as if it had never appeared.

As soon as the leader of the Dao Sect made a move, he did not take the wind, did not bring rain, and did not stain the slightest fireworks, and he had completely abandoned the change of skills, and every move was in line with the law of heaven and earth, and contained the mysterious and unfathomable power of heaven and earth.

Naturally, almost like the Tao, nothing more than that.

"Amitabha, fortunately, the poor monk woke up from his meditation in time, otherwise he would have missed this rare duel. ”

The clear sound of the Buddha's horn sounded faintly, and I saw that the monk who had not seen a trace for several days appeared on the roof silently, his eyes were full of brilliance, staring at the two figures on the sky, and sighed leisurely.

"Legend has it that there are three seals in the Book of Heaven, namely the Qiankun Seal, the Fang Yuan Seal, and the Heavenly Dao Seal, the Heavenly Dao Seal, it is difficult for non-feathered immortals to practice, the past dynasties have been able to crisscross the world with the two seals of the Qiankun, the poor monk was fortunate to see the Qiankun seal of the Xuanxiao Palm Sect in the past, and it is still unforgettable. ”

Mo Qingge looked sideways, he hadn't seen him for a few days, this young old monk's face was ruddy, as if there was a treasure light circulating, it was extremely solemn, and his aura was much stronger than a few days ago, and he had obviously recovered a lot.

Shi Cai heard what he said, and under the curiosity in his heart, he couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask the master, what is so peculiar about this square circle seal?"

Ying Yue on the side also raised her eyebrows and listened carefully.

The monk shook the Buddha beads in his hand, and said leisurely: "The Qiankun seal, which can make the power of heaven and earth, is already regarded as the supreme supernatural power, but the Fang Yuan seal is still on the Qiankun seal, known as the Fang Yuan, I am the Tao, which is indescribable, in short, this law is used to keep, then ten thousand laws do not invade, this law is used to attack, then ten thousand laws are difficult to resist." ”

Within a radius, I am the Tao?

Mo Qingge didn't expect Zichen to make a move, and he was so powerful, and he couldn't help but worry about the old man in Xuanyi.

Above the sky, the old man in Xuanyi, who had not made the slightest achievement, was not frustrated at all, but laughed loudly: "Niu Nose is a good skill, a hundred years ago you could only use the Qiankun Second Seal, but now you can even use this Fang Yuan Seal, if Xuan Xiao's old Niu Nose is not dead, he should be called your master!"

Zichen looked at the old man in Xuanyi calmly, and said without being salty or indifferent: "Brother Chu, please be cautious!"

"Be cautious and fart! Lao Tzu just can't get used to Xuanxiao's hypocritical bull's nose, if you have the ability, just tell the old man to shut up. The old man in Xuanyi laughed.

Zichen's eyebrows frowned slightly, "Since that's the case, then Brother Chu, please also take the sword of the poor road!"

The finger is the sword, the purple dust is gently slashed, and the purple qi that stretches like a cloud on the top of it suddenly separates, just like the sky opening a line, a purple sword qi pours down from it, and the sword qi of a hundred zhang crosses the vast void, magnificent and gorgeous, as if there are immortals standing high above the nine heavens, swinging the sword to cut the world.