Great Dao Ji

The Wanyang Realm has a history of 30 million years. There are ancient Heavenly Lords, ancient Saint Emperors, and Middle Ages Supreme Lords. Even if an invincible person appears once every 100,000 years, there are more than 300 invincible people in ancient and modern times.

If there is a Supreme inheritance, it can become a holy land. Dongzhou has 30 emperors and lords in ancient and modern times. It is impossible that there are only three holy lands.

Unless there are some conditions unknown to outsiders to become a holy land.

"Brother Yuanyang, don't you know?"

Xuanji pointed at the lotus leaves in the lake, seeming a little surprised, and a little admiring: "Brother Dao is not from the holy land, but he can fight more than ten people alone. His talent and talent are far beyond Xuanji."

With just this sentence, she already knew that An Qisheng was not from the holy land.

Although this secret is also a secret to the people in the holy land, this Yuanyang can suppress more than ten masters of all methods. If he is in the holy land, he is qualified to know some secrets.

"Of course it's better than others, but it's not something to brag about."

An Qisheng didn't care if he had revealed his secrets. With a flick of his sleeves, a few plates of fruits and a pot of spirit wine appeared on the white jade table in front of him: "Sit down and tell me slowly."

Zheng Longqiu, who was pulling out weeds in the spirit field under the shock of a long whip in the cave, suddenly changed his expression. His Qiankun Spirit Ring suddenly disappeared.

"Brother Daoist, you are really bold."

Xuan Ji's face remained calm, and she sat down in front of An Qisheng without any movement: "I haven't drunk the top-notch wine of Wanfa Tower for a long time."

"Fellow Daoist has not answered my question yet."

An Qisheng held the wine glass, his eyes dim and said: "How is the holy land stronger than the sect? If it is a law, the law of Mingyue is not stronger than Taiyi's direct teaching. If it is a treasure, 'Mingyue' may not be stronger than Wanfa Dragon Tower."

The dynasties of Dongzhou have changed, and the sects have also changed, but the three holy lands have never been shaken. This is not just that the three holy lands know how to be humble at the right time.

There must be something deeper.

"Since you don't know, it's better not to know."

Xuan Ji's jade hands picked up the exquisite jade pot and poured wine for An Qisheng: "If you are really interested, why don't you go back to Mingyue Holy Land to take a look?"

"I have to take a look, but not now."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

He was very interested in the many large sects and holy places in this world. To some extent, the essence of this world is not in the world, but in the sects and holy places.

But not now.

His sudden appearance attracted a lot of attention. If he went now, wouldn't it be asking for trouble?

In fact, he knew very well that many sects and holy places in Dongzhou were paying attention to his movements at this time.

"Hehe~"

Xuanji smiled indifferently, then raised her slender jade neck and drank a cup of magic wine with a graceful posture: "If there is that day, Xuanji will definitely come out of the mountain for three thousand miles to welcome you."

She believed it for the time being.

"Okay."

An Qisheng also drank the wine in the glass: "Then wait for that day."

He also knew the purpose of Xuanji's coming, which was nothing more than recruiting.

He could sense that since the battle of Qianshan, no less than thirty people had deduced him, and these thirty people all gave him dangerous aura.

One of them was as bright as the moon, with a cold and holy breath, which must have come from the Dark Moon Holy Land.

Unfortunately, his mind was stronger than his body, and he had the method of entering dreams. He was far better at collecting his own breath than Zheng Longqiu and others. It was certainly not so easy to calculate his traces.

The Holy Land was not omnipotent.

He would not attract the Holy Land to come out in full force.

Xuan Ji put down the wine glass and looked at An Qisheng, with a faint divine light in the depths of her eyes: "Since Brother Dao is not going, then Xuan Ji has to say goodbye."

She put down the wine glass and raised her hand slightly to salute, stood up, and was about to say goodbye.

The two of them only talked for a few words, but she had already done everything, inquiring about the origin, recruiting, testing enemies and friends, and figuring out their personalities.

Naturally, there was no reason to stay.

She still remembered the previous trance, and this Yuanyang Taoist seemed to have some secret method or magical power to influence people's minds.

The longer you stay, the more dangerous it is.

As she stood up, An Qisheng also put down his wine glass and said lightly: "Stay."

"Hmm?"

Xuan Ji looked back, with a trace of surprise on her face: "Brother Yuanyang, do you have anything else to say?"

"We have entered the door and drank the wine. It is not appropriate not to answer the questions, right?"

An Qisheng's voice was calm, and his eyes were calm: "You have done what you want to do. I want to know what I want to know."

"The secrets of the holy land, even if I tell you, you may not dare to listen, and you may regret it in the future."

Xuan Ji spoke calmly, and a ray of moonlight-like light flowed around her body, like a thread of silk and a ribbon.

She was more and more beautiful and not like an ordinary person.

An Qisheng poured himself a drink, looking calm: "I never regret it."

"But I can't tell you."

Xuan Ji raised her head slightly, her smooth chin emitting a jade-like light: "Brother Dao wants to take me down?"

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows: "Why not?"

"It seems that Brother Dao has full confidence in his magical powers."

Xuan Ji shook her head and sighed softly: "But do you think I am Zheng Longqiu, Mo Changfa, Feng Changming?"

Her voice became cold.

She was born in the Mingyue Holy Land, and she was of the same generation as Feng Changming. One of them was the first true disciple of Taiyi Sect, and the other was the first true disciple of Mingyue Holy Land.

But the two have never been equal, because Feng Changming is not her opponent at all.

The two of them went out of the mountains and fought ten times. She won all ten times. Feng Changming's 'Sword of Destroying Dao and Executing Immortals' was no match for her 'Dark Moon Divine Wheel'.

"In my opinion"

An Qisheng put down the wine glass, and Xuanji's figure was reflected in his clear eyes. The figure was as ethereal as his voice:

"No difference!"

"But I have to experience the magical power of Brother Yuanyang to see if he is qualified to keep me!"

Xuanji's face was slightly angry, and her voice suddenly became cold.

Boom!

Before the voice fell, the whole chariot had completely exploded.

Zhu Dahai, who was pulled, was caught off guard and was hit by the surging airflow and flew backwards for hundreds of miles, and fell into the mountains.

He screamed in the air, 'Woo Wow Wow Wow', terrified.

Bang!

Zhu Dahai fell heavily to the ground, and a small mountain was immediately knocked to the ground by him. Smoke and dust mixed with soil and rocks rose into the air and filled dozens of miles.

"What happened?"

Outside the mountains, there was a group of casual cultivators, who seemed to be escorting a convoy. Seeing the smoke and dust filling the sky, they immediately became alert.

"Look, look at the sky!"

Suddenly, someone screamed.

Others looked up and saw a bright moon suddenly hanging in the sky.

Its color was pure, its meaning was high, its light was endless, surging like waves, rolling like tides.

In an instant, it seemed that a piece of night was pulled out from the sky. It was clear that other places were still shining brightly, but that piece of sky became a night with a bright moon hanging high.

It was as if someone had taken away a piece of the sky. At first glance, it was so strange!

"Oh no, there is a fight between great cultivators!"

But after just one look, many casual cultivators were terrified. They took out their magic tools, operated their skills, and stirred up their blood, as if they were facing a great enemy.

There is a saying in the world that the fight between great cultivators is like a natural disaster. If you are not careful, you will be affected. How can they not be nervous?

Huhu~

In the moonlight, Xuanji's white clothes fluttered, she was as pure as a fairy, her eyebrows were cold, and she was far away from the world. Her voice seemed to float in the sky like the moonlight:

"Brother Dao is too domineering. Even if he is a fierce dragon crossing the river, he can't be so presumptuous in Dongzhou, not to mention that Brother Dao's cultivation and magical powers are not enough to dominate Dongzhou."

Xuanji's voice was extremely cold, and seemed to contain anger, as if she didn't expect An Qisheng to be so domineering.

"The full moon is like a mirror that can reflect people, leave images, leave traces, and naturally leave traces."

An Qisheng stood in the air, not caring about the destruction of the chariot, and looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky indifferently: "I heard that there are shadows of holy places behind many sects. Behind the Xieji Mountain's Destruction of Love, is the Mingyue Holy Land?"

It has not been long since he captured Fa Wumie and others, but for him, it is enough to understand the secrets of the 'Destruction of Immortals Sword', 'Ba Quan', and 'Sanqi Fa Destruction Scroll', and sort out the relationship between these sects and holy places.

The relationship between the holy land and several major sects is complicated but needless to say, but there is a relationship between the Mingyue Holy Land and the Destruction of Love.

Mingyue absorbs the enemy's breath and kills with the 'Sanqi Fa Destruction Scroll'. They are naturally a perfect match.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Xuanji realized that Yuanyang had already known her purpose.

But she was not too panicked, just slightly surprised: "Brother Dao, since you know my purpose, why do you still invite me in?"

The dark moon is like a realm, which can reflect the universe. No matter how perfect it is, no matter what kind of spiritual treasure suppresses it, it cannot prevent the breath from being absorbed.

There has only been one accident in the past and present, and that was Guanglong Supreme.

Tens of thousands of years ago, Guanglong Supreme summoned the holy places and used the dark moon to illuminate his body, but the dark moon could not capture his figure, as if he had transcended the universe.

But since the dark moon was passed down to the present, there has only been one person in millions of years.

Of course, she naturally couldn't hold the treasure dark moon, but Yuanyang Taoist was not Guanglong Supreme!

Even, he was not a great power, so it was natural for him to capture his breath.

"That's naturally because"

An Qisheng reached out his hand and gently pinched from the void. A subtle breath that could not be sensed by the naked eye or even the soul had been caught between his two fingers:

"I am also catching your breath, faster than you"

"Huh?!"

The moment An Qisheng's voice came out, Xuanji's heart suddenly turned cold, and a great crisis came.

Her eyes turned cold, and she had no time to say anything more. She just raised her hands and changed her ten fingers to pinch out a series of magic formulas: "Chi!"

Buzz~

A light sound.

Above the sky covered by the night, the full moon has suppressed it. Wherever it passes, the void trembles inch by inch, and the majestic force rolls down like a tide,

as if to completely submerge An Qisheng.

And the moment the light of the bright moon fell, the long sky covered by the night was suddenly filled with a dead silence. The moonlight was beautiful, but there was no beauty in it.

It contained only endless death.

The place where the moon falls is the Netherland!

The ancestor of the Nether Moon Holy Land, according to legend, was the descendant of a supreme being who was sealed with secret methods millions of years ago. That supreme being, who controls the Nether Moon, is known as the Nether Emperor!

He is famous for killing and is one of the most murderous among the thirty emperors and masters of the East Wilderness!

It is said that he once used the Nether Moon to strike across the sky of trillions of miles, suppressing a holy land in the depths of the galaxy that was protected by the supreme spiritual treasure, as well as dozens of life stars governed by the holy land!

Killed all the creatures in Jingzhao with one strike!

Xuanji is certainly not as tyrannical as the Nether Emperor, but when he made a move, the place where the moonlight was lingering suddenly burst out with terrifying and extremely murderous aura.

In an instant, this area under the night sky has become a vacuum, including air, dust and any visible and invisible things, which have been completely "killed".

Huh!

An Qisheng's white hair was raised, and the chill came from all directions like a waterfall, trying to kill him completely here.

But his expression did not change much.

When Xuanji made a move, he casually reached out and took the spiritual treasure "Sanqi Famie Lu" from the "cave sky" amid the roar of Fa Wumie.

Hula la~

The moonlight slapped down, but An Qisheng seemed unaware. In Xuanji's shocked expression, he tapped the breath captured from the void on this "black book" with legal principles intertwined and as black as ink.

"You!"

Xuanji's expression finally changed drastically, and her cold voice was full of disbelief: "You actually learned the "Sanqi Famie Lu"!"

How could this Yuanyang have the "Sanqi Famie Lu"?

Not to mention that Fa Wumie has the aura of a king-level spiritual treasure enveloping the soul, even if it doesn't, it's only been a few days.

How could this Yuanyang Taoist master such a 'king-level' secret method that is famous in Dongzhou for its extremely high difficulty? !

"Ah!"

Her heart was filled with chills, and she immediately ignored everything else, and her body rose up, breaking through the air like a dragon, wanting to merge with the rolling 'bright moon'.

The next moment, a ripple appeared on the black book, and the word Xuanji appeared on the pages of the black legal theory.

"You're right."

An Qisheng responded lightly to the black book.

He has always learned things quickly, and faster and faster. This 'Sanqi Famie Lu' is a rare soul secret method in Wanyang Realm. For him, learning is even faster.

Not only is it fast, but it is also better than Fa Wumie who has been immersed in this way for hundreds of years!

Snap~

An Qisheng pointed.

Buzz~

An invisible wave spread out, and in a flash it had spread to the sky and sank into Xuanji's body.

"Ah!"

The next moment, a sharp sound containing endless pain resounded through the sky, and then the bright moon disappeared, turning into an ancient mirror like a full moon and falling down with Xuanji.

"You"

The severe pain overwhelmed her mind, and Xuanji endured the severe pain and uttered a light rebuke: "The moon is long, the moon is long, the bright moon is long, the dark moon is dark!"

Buzz~

The sound wave seemed to contain profound legal principles. Even though the pain that almost crushed her soul was filled with her heart, Xuanji still fought back immediately.

The ancient mirror glowed again, like a big moon exploding, and the last brilliance turned into a big river, hitting thousands of miles, as if to burn everything.

But the next moment, a starry sky appeared at some point, covering the river of moonlight and also covering her.

"If you capture me, there will be no room for maneuver!" When she was finally put into her sleeves, Xuanji spoke with great pain.

"Emperor Tianding has been free for thousands of years, and you still can't do it"

An Qisheng flicked his long sleeves, put away the moonlight and stars in the sky, and floated away in the air:

"What can you do to me?"

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