For a while, nine swords flew together above the mountains and forests, the sword shadows dragged the long tail like a rainbow, and there was a faint sound of thunder between heaven and earth.

Nanmu Daoren laughed, showed no weakness, and immediately performed the Golden Body Technique of the god at the bottom of the box.

The inspiration for this technique is the golden statue of the Shinto deity.

It is important to know that every god or earth god has an ancestral temple that is respected and supported by the people. There is a clay statue of the golden body in the temple, which is a kind of manifestation of the god's ontology and dharma, and absorbs the power of incense through the clay statue to gather divine power and strengthen its ontological dharma.

This is the iconic cultivation method of the gods of the Shinto lineage, which is the so-called "incense into Shinto". These gods all have their own ontological dharma phases, and their divine power cultivation is reflected in various aspects such as the size and degree of condensation of the dharma phases.

The inspiration for the creation of the Shangqing Sect's Shenren Golden Body Technique began here. To a certain extent, all the monks of the Immortal Dao series who have practiced the Golden Body Technique of the Gods and Men have the strength of their physical bodies to be called "demigods", and they are incomparably strong.

Nanmu Dao people pinched the clear recipe with their hands, and chanted loudly in their mouths. When there was no movement, the figure was raised more than a zhang again, and the sturdy body that was originally like a heavy jujube changed into a golden light, which was really like the golden body of the gods and earth, and the power almost penetrated this heaven and earth.

The Nanmu Dao people who showed their full form, with their original hippie smiling faces, on their huge golden faces, joy and anger were no longer visible, and their treasures were solemn and solemn like the real heavenly gods.

In the face of the swift sweeping goose-shaped sword array, Nanmu Daoren's giant fist blasted out, directly smashing the tail of the leading sword upward, and the next moment, the long sword that was not reduced in the slightest castration plunged into the vast forest sea below, cutting off countless ancient pines and setting off patches of snow mist!

Lying on the ground, he was frightened by the aftermath of that amazing sword qi. Fortunately, Fang Lide obviously controlled the sword momentum, which saved him from secondary damage.

However, Rao is Nanmu Daoren's punch was powerful, but it was too late to stop the encirclement of the remaining eight sword shadows.

Eight white rays swirled around the Nanmu Dao people, and then the tip of the sword pointed to the sky at the same time, quickly forming a gossip sword array with sword qi vertical and horizontal!

Nanmu Dao people have no joy or sorrow, but they sigh secretly in their hearts:

"The leading sword that was just knocked out is not the main body? This fat man really has a hand!"

At the same time, the speed in his hand was not slow, and he summoned a white talisman with his hand. The huge talisman that was originally four or five feet long, in the hands of the Nanmu Dao people at this moment, seemed to be only the size of a fingernail, and it was inconspicuous.

However, as an opponent, Fang Lide was instantly awe-inspiring, and with a wave of his sword fingers, the Bagua Sword Formation swirled and contracted rapidly in the counterclockwise direction, obviously wanting to complete the "closing" of the sword formation before the Nanmu Dao people used the talisman.

For a while, the sword qi in the sword array was as dense as rain, criss-crossed, and seemed to be chaotic, but after two breaths, the qi turned into silk, and the Nanmu method in the middle was entangled into a human dumpling.

Just when Fang Lide thought he had succeeded, an incandescent light emitted from the huge Dharma phase like a silkworm chrysalis. The "cocoon" wrapped in sword qi immediately shattered.

Fang Lide's eyes condensed slightly, and he said "It's late" in his heart, and he could only watch as the people of Nanmu Dao broke free from the shackles of the Bagua Sword Array.

At this moment, the Nanmu Dao people, the law phase has not increased by half a point, but it has condensed a lot, and the golden light is brilliant, which is almost the same as the golden body of the god cast by Gengjin pottery.

Fang Lide smiled bitterly, after all, he still couldn't stop the "Dao Madness" from using the "Taisu Yang Shengbao Urn".

Taisu Yang Sheng Bao Gong is a representative talisman of the Purple Void Peak where the sect master of the Shangqing Sect is located. With this treasure urn, you can receive the arrival of the doppelganger of the ascended ancestor of the Shangqing Sect, the Purple Void Yuanjun.

When Fang Lide looked at Nanmu Daoren carefully, he really saw the strangeness in the other party's eyes, his pupils were temporarily lost, revealing the golden "whites of his eyes", and the treasure was majestic, making people dare not look directly.

This is a sign of being possessed by a doppelganger descended by a god.

"Sure enough, it's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and it's different to have ancestors to protect the calves. Fang Lide was helpless, hugged his fists from afar, and said, "Immortal is really offended!"

After finishing speaking, the sword trick did not disperse, and continued to command the operation of the sword array.

The resolute facial lines of "Nanmu" softened a lot, but he looked at Fang Lide lightly, and he had the effect of not being angry and arrogant, and he saw that Fang Lide's heart was shocked and he almost lost. Fortunately, he was already mentally prepared, so he barely held on.

The golden light condensed in the eyes of "Nanmu" looked around, and with a wave of his hand, he instantly knocked the sword array that had been gathered several zhang back into place.

The eight white sword shadows shook a few times, then stabilized again, and once again formed a stable formation.

When Nanmu's golden eyes retracted his gaze, there was an obvious pause, and he looked around the sword formation again, and then looked at Fang Lide with a smile, with a deep meaning in his eyes.

Fang Lide's white and fat face bloomed, and he hugged his fists again.

It turned out that when he took advantage of the sword qi to wrap the Nanmu Dao people into dumplings, he quietly condensed another sword shadow and changed the gossip sword array into the Nine Swords True Magic Array.

Don't look at it, it just added a sword shadow, but it blocked the last obvious shortcoming for the new sword formation, and only then did it withstand the blow of "Nanmu" that blessed the divine power.

Nanmu retracted his gaze and twisted a lotus-shaped finger in both hands. In the next moment, the huge Dharma phase of the Nanmu Dao people increased by more than twice again, reaching a height of two and a half zhang.

Subsequently, the huge Dharma Phase, which was becoming more and more powerful as the true gods, simply handed over his fist and directly scattered the ironclad Nine Swords True Array.

Not only that, when the sword array was broken, the eight sword shadows let out a wail one after another, and they were completely shattered by the fist that concealed divine power.

Fang Lide's eyes were quick, he quickly pinched the trick and recited the mantra, controlling the natal flying sword to fly around, but he could avoid the strangulation of the fist gang and successfully returned to the front of him.

At this time, the momentum of "Nanmu" began to show signs of prosperity and decline. The seemingly random punch just now actually contained vast and infinite divine power, even if it was a strong body like Nanmu Daoren, in the state of opening the god's golden body technique, he could only barely punch it.

The power of a punch is so great!

Even if he was already the top cultivator in the world, in Fang Lide's eyes, the trace of divine power that diffused from the punch just now was as powerful as heaven and earth.

Fang Lide secretly rejoiced, fortunately, the Purple Void Yuanjun, who was known as "benevolence and benevolence" among the people, obviously kept his strength and did not mean to kill himself. Otherwise, with his own cultivation, in front of this god clone, he is just a drop in the ocean.

Thinking of this, he quickly gathered his mind and wanted to take advantage of the weakening momentum of "Nanmu" to divide the final victory. So he didn't spare any strength, grabbed the hilt of the sword, pinched out the sword trick with his left hand, poured it into his fingers, and slowly wiped it on the sword. The white sword body, which was originally cold, became red as fire as the fingers slowly passed.

Fang Lide raised his right wrist and shook off an extremely chic red sword flower, and then pinched the trick with both hands and recited the sword mantra. As soon as the sound of "Go!" fell, the red sword body suddenly burst into flames, and it shot away like an arrow off the string.

The fiery sword dragged a long fiery red flight path through the air, reminding the freelance of a jet plane in his previous life.

But in the blink of an eye, the fire sword appeared in front of "Nanmu".

Nanmu's golden eyes had dimmed, and his body was shrinking rapidly. Before the doppelganger of the Purple Void Yuanjun completely broke away from the body of the Nanmu Dao people, he twisted the lotus trick by hand again.

A golden lotus leaf immediately appeared in front of Nanmu, blocking the thunderous blow of the fire sword.

The two treasures collided, and suddenly the qi of this heaven and earth was disordered, and the huge mana gang wind was just about to burst open, but I saw a ripple in the lotus leaves, and actually sucked all the mana gang wind into it!

After doing this, Nanmu's golden eyes gradually became nothing, and he glanced at the valley ground intentionally or unintentionally, and then glanced at the depths of the heavenly dome, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile that was difficult for mortals to detect.

At this point, the doppelganger of the Purple Void Yuanjun gradually dissipated, and if it dragged on for a while, the body of the Nanmu Dao people should not be able to hold on.

Before leaving, a soft voice sounded in the heart lake of the Nanmu Dao people: "Idiot." ”

Nanmu Daoren was awakened by this voice almost instantly, and his eyes were full of blankness, and he found that the mountains and forests under his feet were already in shambles, and the white-faced fat man who was flying in the air opposite was looking at him with a wary face.

"Brother Fang, what are you doing?"

"Shouldn't I ask you that?"

Nanmu Daoren put away the god's golden body technique, and his body shrank sharply, turning into the image of the old man covered in wrinkled skin again. He pondered for a moment, then asked tentatively:

"Poor Dao just fought you?"

Fang Lide said angrily: "Otherwise?"

Nanmu Daoren fell into deep contemplation. Then, he subconsciously looked into the mountains and forests behind him, but found that the woman who came with him had left alone at some point.

Taking out a Taoist robe from his pouch and putting it on, Nanmu Daoren made a joke from afar, and said with a wry smile:

"Poor Dao feels like he's had a long dream. Before waking up, I saw a woman Xianzhen, who was really handsome, exactly the same as the portrait of the patriarch in the Purple Void Peak Patriarch Hall of this sect. ”

Fang Lide couldn't help but roll his eyes and said:

"You really don't remember? Didn't you use the Taisu Yang Shengbao Urn just now to summon your ancestor god to descend?"

Nanmu Daoren scratched his head and wondered, "Really?"

"Nonsense, when it comes to gods, do I dare to talk nonsense?"

Nanmu Daoren was still suspicious, but he really couldn't remember what happened before. However, the air was filled with the smell of evaporation and vaporization of the sweat that would only be produced after he cast the golden body of the gods, so he believed most of it.

"I am arresting the Sawu Sect Wind God Envoy, you inexplicably blocked it, and it was a big fight, although there were a lot of twists and turns, but it was also hearty!"

Fang Lide laughed loudly and took the lead in falling towards the snow in the valley.

Nanmu Daoren followed to the ground with an apologetic face, and when he saw Fang Lide carefully lifting him up, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the sect letter card on his waist, and his face changed greatly.

Fang Lide was greeting the cold in front of the wanderer, and did not notice the reaction of the Nanmu Dao people.

At this moment, the ground with mixed snow suddenly shook slightly, and Fang Lide and Nanmu Daoren looked at the place where Xiao Peng was lying at the same time, but saw a long whip quietly rolling up Xiao Peng's body and quickly pulling it to the ground.

The two of them spoke at the same time:

"Mountain Ghost Vine and Escape Technique? It's Xiao Tong!"