When the words fell, in an instant, Xiao Meng Daoren of Shangming Palace subconsciously turned his head to look at Hu Daozi of the Five Elements Sect, almost glaring at Hu Daozi angrily.

Even if he was frightened, he couldn't say a word to teach Xiao Meng Daoren, but the anger that suddenly brewed could still teach people to understand Xiao Meng Daoren's self-evident accusation at a glance-

Why remind him! The fault is not that the shrill voice that is almost like being tortured, maybe this fang is like when he didn't discover the Five Elements Escape Law for a while, and another negligence indulged your and my lives......

But......

As soon as he thought of this, in such a situation that made people unable to be at peace, Xiao Meng Dao still subconsciously looked at Chu Weiyang.

Five Elements Escape!

This is a real Five Elements Retreat!

Since the leakage of the Five Elements Sect in ancient times, no one has been able to practice the complete Five Elements Retreat Method!

Today, it was really done by one person! A specific person shows a complete five-color retreat, like a legend reflected into reality, like a few words that are about to be buried in some pile of old papers with a new vitality.

At this moment, an almost boundless complex emotion spread out in Xiao Meng Daoren's mind, and he even suddenly realized that he further became empathetic to Hu Daozi's obvious reaction just now.

As a monk of Shangming Palace, he has such feelings about the Five Elements Escape Method, if he is the Daozi of the Five Elements Sect, he may be even more unbearable than Hu Daozi.

It's just that such scattered thoughts are destined to come to an abrupt end in the next moment.

When Xiao Meng Daoren met Chu Weiyang's gaze that was truly full of killing intent, in an instant, in the midst of the tremor of the Mud Pill Palace, most of the thoughts and thoughts of Tai Ban collapsed at this moment.

Even the mind of the little Meng Dao people was blank, and those scattered thoughts disappeared at this moment.

Escape ——!

Unlike Hu Daozi, who was in shock for a long time after that sharp voice from beginning to end, almost in the flash of such a thought, the little Meng Daoren of Shangming Palace took the first step!

The wide-sleeved robe almost made a breaking sound in the air!

Hmmm——!

In the sound of hunting, there are thirty-six Tiangang charms!

In the flash moment of the spell manifestation, in the resonance of Qi, the spiritual light galloped around, pulling the power of the Great Sun True Yang wandering between heaven and earth, and in an instant, it was transformed into the power of Tiangang Pure Yang in the swallowing of the spell!

Faced with Chu Weiyang's untraceable ability to trap the two of them in Feng Shui, especially to teach Xiao Meng Daoren to really feel the power of Lang Huan's seal, almost subconsciously, he chose to break the formation with a formation!

Only by carving a hole in the magic circle that encompasses his body in all directions can he have room to escape!

As soon as he thought of this, the power of the pure yang of Tiangang almost rushed into the sky, different from the tossing and turning of the earlier time, in this instant, the little Meng Daoist showed the indomitable momentum that truly belonged to the Great Sect Daozi.

Even though there was a gap between the killing methods and the actual combat power, he was also a Tianjiao monk, he didn't believe that if he only dug a little, he wouldn't be able to break through Chu Weiyang's siege, he didn't believe that the formation of Shangming Palace would be weaker than the formation of the Earth Master!

However, what Chu Weiyang wants to unfold here, if it is really a formation, it would be good.

Chu Weiyang still had a breath and struggled to distinguish it.

But the power of Tiangang's pure yang is not all of the Dao method of Shangming Palace, Chu Weiyang can really feel that even the power of pure yang seems to be just a layer of appearance, and the real inside is the power of Xinggang Yuan Magnetism transformed through the artistic conception of Tiangang's pure yang.

It was like a shadow under the scorching flame, only the hotter the flame, the more hidden and unpredictable the shadow.

It is still the same as the art of changing the void and reality of Meng Huaizhen, the Taoist of the Ming Palace, that he saw in the past.

The thirty-six Tiangang spells went around in a certain direction, and in an instant they were like a torrent to pierce the Lang Huan seal pattern, in Chu Weiyang's gaze and induction, Xiao Meng Daoren's figure seemed to be everywhere, and suddenly looked at each charm, as if there was a hidden shadow of his figure in the bright light that was entangled between pure yang and Yuan Magnet.

However, all the thirty-six charms are like this, and it seems that all of them are illusions, and there is no hidden figure of Xiao Meng Daoren.

In the same place, Chu Weiyang still couldn't help but sigh when he looked at it for a while.

Even though his eyesight is better now than in the past, he still seems a little helpless before the magic method of the Void and Reality of the Shangming Palace.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

In the voice of emotion, Chu Weiyang raised his hand, and when the treasure light was shining, Chu Weiyang suddenly shook the apricot yellow banner in his hand!

With the progress of Chu Weiyang and the way of the earth master, and with the mastery of Lang Huan's seal, Chu Weiyang can almost lay out the feng shui magic circle with every move, and there are very few places where the apricot yellow banner is really used.

But as long as you use it, it's an earth-shattering momentum!

Boom-boom-boom——!

In the continuous roaring sound like thunder, not only the torrent of spells manifested by the little Meng Daoren of Shangming Palace was shaking, but even Hu Daozi of the Five Elements Sect, who had lost his mind because of the unprecedented violent shock, was also awakened in front of the voice of Hong Zhong Dalu.

Escape ——!

Almost ordinary thoughts, the same from Hu Daozi's mind.

It's just that unlike Xiao Meng Daoren, who was frightened by Chu Weiyang's killing thoughts, what was gratuitous and born from Hu Daozi's mind was a complex mood of pathos and a sense of mission.

Big brother guessed wrong!

Everyone guessed wrong!

It's not the Divine Night Sect! It's not Huanghuazong! It's not even Shangming Palace!

What really took away the foundation of the Five Elements Sect was scattered cultivation! It's a Five Poison Dao person! It's the Lord of Langxiao Mountain!

I have to escape! Such news must be passed on to the master!

Perhaps, this is the only opportunity for the master to make up for everything again when the legal lineage has passed!

If you miss this dynasty, Rao is the foundation of the Great Sect of the Holy Land of the Sect, Xu is also going to wither all the way, unstoppable like a landslide, even if the great monk of the Jindan realm, Xu is powerless to recover anything.

After all, blindly going towards the Shenxiao Sect and the Huanghua Sect is just a mistake on top of a mistake.

Thinking about it this way, the rise and fall of the sect seems to be on its own!

As soon as he thought of this, an unprecedented majestic mood was born in Hu Daozi's mind.

Then, Hu Daozi also made a far more decisive choice than Xiao Meng Daoren, and almost instantly, he pinched the law seal with one hand and buckled it in his heart.

Poof——!

In an instant, a mouthful of blood gushed out by Hu Daozi, and when the sleeve robe was raised again, the five elements of the seal were revealed, and the blood mist was dispersed in the air, and the time was smelted with the five elements of the seal.

They are originally the same origin of the Dao rhyme machine, almost no process of smelting each other, then suddenly merged into one, and then between the five colors, the more it seems that the spirit on the seal is very.

In an instant, the five-colored Shenhua soared into the sky! The surging momentum is far better than the thirty-six spells, far better than the Lang Huan seal pattern triggered by Chu Weiyang.

It's just that Chu Weiyang watched from a distance, but suddenly showed a smile that seemed to be smiling.

To be honest, he shouldn't have shown such emotions in the face of the disciples of the Five Elements Sect, but Chu Weiyang, who had a strong Five Elements background, suddenly had a ...... when he looked at the Five Elements Seal that seemed to be alive and well There is a feeling that Hu Daozi is getting an axe in the class gate.

This thought arises, and it can no longer be quelled.

In the same place, Chu Weiyang's other hand was raised, holding the Grandmaster Seal in his hand, and there was no bright light, so he pressed towards the five-colored Shenhua that rose into the sky from afar.

Boom ——!

In the more violent rumbling sound, the intensifying Five Elements Seal seemed to have not reached the limit of evolution, and suddenly collapsed in a violent tremor in the flash of a Sumeru power.

Chu Weiyang only saw the dissonance in Hu Daozi's five elements seal pattern at a glance.

The supreme seal pattern of the Holy Land Great Sect is indeed perfect, but the one who uses the seal pattern is the individual after all, and the individual has omissions, dissonance, and life!

As for the blood mist that turned into a mouthful of blood earlier, how rich the spiritual rhyme of the five-color seal pattern was before, and how explosive the momentum of self-collapse was now!

And in the five-colored storm that burst suddenly, the wisp of formless Sumeru power was swallowing the power of the burst itself, and then, it seemed that there was a beautiful color display, and there was a formation from the virtual to the real in the whirlpool of the storm.

Then, a turquoise light was reflected from the void and silence by the power of the formation, and then, without waiting for the turquoise aura to fly away, in an instant, the aura also collapsed in the majestic aura of the formation at the source of the same Dao method.

When he looked at it again, Hu Daozi's face was pale, and he even lost the ability to hang in the air, and the whole thing was like a kite with a broken string, falling towards the five-colored collapsed Sumeru storm.

At the same time, the vast Langhuan seal pattern is also shrinking from the outside to the inside.

This is a pure contest between the mana that supports the seal.

At the beginning, in the circle and tribulation of the thirty-six Tiangang charms, one after another Lang Huan seal patterns collapsed in it.

It's just that before Xiao Meng Daoren's face showed any joy, he was surprised to find that in fact, even if he didn't have to make his own move, when Chu Weiyang's earth master used his methods, the extremely vast Langhuan seal pattern collapsed in the collision of his own.

Then, in the spiritual light and dust in the sky, there are one after another new Langhuan seal patterns!

In the majestic mana support, the meaning of life and death was imitated by Chu Weiyang!

But the strangulation of life and death is not Chu Weiyang's ultimate goal.

Everything was still evolving in a flash, out of the dust.

Chu Weiyang is jumping out of the barrier from pure birth and death, and penetrating into the artistic conception of nature!

In the beginning, it was the use of feng shui power similar to that of one's own ashram, and there was birth and death and nature, but when the meaning of that natural image really developed.

Xiao Meng Daoren was surprised to find that what was going to collapse again was the crumbling Tiangang Charm in the whirlwind that was like a whirlpool of sea eyes.

One spell after another crumbled in it.

At the same time, the image of heaven and earth accompanied by the whirlpool of the sea eye illuminated by the seal pattern, the storm of the seal pattern overlapped with the storm of Sumeru's power.

Even in the process, perhaps the wind was too much, and even some seawater was drawn up and turned into a real sea-eye storm.

At first glance, it looks like a bit of a natural phenomenon.

Boom ——!

And in the midst of such a momentum, Chu Weiyang's hand showed a five-color aura, and when he reached out in the air, he was already tugging at the placket behind the necks of the two people, each with a golden needle into the parkway and the center of the eyebrows, as if dragging two dead fish.

The other hand waved the flag again, and before the rumbling momentum was transmitted to the far sky, Chu Weiyang stepped on the blue aura, dragged the two of them, and returned to the dojo.

(End of chapter)