Looking at the vortex of aura that was spinning wildly in front of him, containing the great power of heaven and earth, the fear in Ye Qingxuan's heart was undoubtedly magnified to the point of no return.

It seems that a Taoist monk like Ye Qingxuan, who accompanies his lifelong cultivation, kills and suppresses the distracting thoughts in his heart, which is an indispensable lesson.

Thoughts like fear are almost impossible to put in a true Dao Sect cultivator who can truly be called a real person.

After all, in the eyes of Daomen Zhenren, all things are natural and natural, and birth, old age, sickness and death are also a part of the avenue, so what is there to be afraid of?

However, there are really few true cultivators who can really do this, whether it is Ye Qingxuan's previous life or the current world.

Not to mention anything else, at least Ye Qingxuan couldn't die at this time, and he didn't feel terrified at all.

After all, life in the world is to fear death, that is, whether it is in the previous life or now, whether it is those mythical immortals or the warriors in this world, they have worked hard to cultivate, and they do not have the idea of wanting to live longer.

It was Ye Qingxuan, after knowing that it was possible to live forever in martial arts, wasn't he also ecstatic?

After all, there are only or ten thousand possibilities, whether it is seeking the Tao or being free.

At this moment, death is in front of him, and it is really difficult for some strong people to make Ye Qingxuan calm as usual.

Until now, how could Ye Qingxuan not understand that he was probably the unlucky guy in Zhanzhao's mouth?

This must be one of the Jedi that Wei Sanxiao told them at that time not to step into easily.

One of the four poles of heaven and earth in the small spirit realm, it is suspected that after the martial saint broke through, this secret realm world was spontaneously formed.

Of course, this statement is just a speculation by Wei Sanxiao and the classics in the Fire Demon Sect, but there is no clear statement about the real situation.

But no matter what, this aura tornado can be known at a glance, and I'm afraid it's not something that Ye Qingxuan can handle now.

Looking at the crumbling stone tablet under his feet that exuded a mysterious wind, Ye Qingxuan actually thought of the old Taoist priest who had died under the Zhuxian Array at this time.

Before, the old Taoist priest spoke ill of him, and Ye Qingxuan also said that it was the old Taoist priest's unwillingness before he died, which turned into a full of resentment, and became a dying curse.

But he never thought that before this old Taoist priest, he was stating a fact.

But isn't it, this stone tablet that I don't know how to use it, at this time, without the drive of Yu Zhenzi, after the Xuan Feng gradually subsides, Ye Qingxuan can't end up with no place to be buried?

"Bastard!" Ye Qingxuan, whose eyes were red, but who was still able to keep calm, scolded in his mouth, but his heart was anxious, frightened, and helpless.

Since he came out of the illusionary space constructed by the jade true son, it has only been the time of the small half pillar of incense.

Ye Qingxuan thought to himself, if he could be given enough time, then he would definitely be able to study the use of this stone tablet, so as to get a chance to survive.

That's right, it's just lingering, after all, although he is still wrapped in Xuanfeng at this time, and he is okay for the time being, Ye Qingxuan can't move his body at all, so empty, there will be a time when he will be consumed to death.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" gave a long shout, and Ye Qingxuan tried his best to suppress all the negative emotions in his heart.

If you talk about the current state, Ye Qingxuan is really good, and it couldn't be better.

Yu Zhenzi was killed by the Zhuxian Array, and everything in his remaining true spirit naturally became Ye Qingxuan's nourishment.

Don't say anything else, just talk about the power of the mind Ye Qingxuan felt that his current self was probably several times stronger than in the past.

Silently glancing at the picture in his own heart, the remnants of the true spirit of the jade true son, Ye Qingxuan turned his heart horizontally, and then mobilized the incomparable power of the mind, and rushed towards the picture!

The Xuanfeng that came out of the stone tablet and firmly protected Ye Qingxuan already seemed a little shaky, Ye Qingxuan estimated in his heart that the time that this Xuanfeng could exist, at most, was probably no more than the time of another stick of incense, if Ye Qingxuan wanted to live, then he had to find the use of this stone tablet within a quarter of an hour.

And the use of the stone tablet, but only Yu Zhenzi knows, fortunately, after the death of this old Taoist priest, his mind was devoured by himself, and memories and other things turned into a picture-like thing.

Originally, Ye Qingxuan still wanted to study slowly, but now I'm afraid it won't work, he can only crack it with a critical hit, as he was worried about before, will this behavior damage the old Taoist's only remaining memory again, that is now a matter of life and death!

Ye Qingxuan's current mental power is so huge, it can be said that Sima Ningzhi's mental strength, who temporarily stepped on the Divine Bridge that day, is not as strong as the current Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan's mind was like a sharp sword, and it slashed straight into the picture that seemed to be shrouded in a mist.

In the sea of hearts, as if a thunderbolt had been fired straight away, the fog was torn open by the cracks of the day.

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but be happy in his letter, but before he could be happy, the fog showed signs of closing!

"Bastard! This jade Zhenzi, everyone is dead, and the rest of the things are still so difficult!" scolded secretly in his heart, Ye Qingxuan suddenly agitated Sanqing Dao again, and turned into a figure in his own heart.

"Give it to me!" Ye Qingxuan roared angrily in his heart, and then saw the incarnation of Taiqing Tianzun, and under Ye Qingxuan's control, he took a step forward, and then raised his hand without a way, and immediately, a half-black and half-white Taiji diagram appeared from the void.

Then I saw a flash of mysterious divine light in the eyes of this Taiqing Tianzun, and the Taiji diagram turned into something like a golden bridge, and it was directly on the picture of the memory of the jade true son!

This hand is really a little bit of the way that Ye Qingxuan has figured out in his heart after he has been understanding the wonderful way of yin and yang for so long, and he has discussed it with Qingyuan together.

Of course, if Ye Qingxuan really wants to use this kind of martial arts in reality, then he must truly transcend the sainthood, otherwise the innate true qi of his whole body is not enough to use such a move.

It's just that now Ye Qingxuan's mental power has risen sharply, and it is even more in his own heart, and he is really comfortable with this trick to suppress the "picture" that already belongs to him.

I saw that on the picture that was suppressed by money, the gray mist stopped pouring down, and along the crack that was chopped out of the quilt before, Ye Qingxuan's spirit rushed in!