I Am Not A Taoist Ancestor

"Haunted! Haunted!"

Mostly, a soldier guarding the gate of the city fled frantically from the gate, as if something terrible had happened.

At the gate of the city, Hong Baiyi's clothes were completely bloody.

He didn't change this blood suit!

Clothes can be changed, but people who have been killed cannot come back.

He doesn't like killing. For Hong Baiyi, if he has a choice, he is more willing to understand the world with peace of mind, but...

There are always people who make him unable to do this.

Standing at the head of the city, even though Hong Baiyi tried his best to blend with the world, the soldiers who defended the city still found something wrong.

The smell of blood!

A bloody smell from him spread out.

This is the smell he soaked in a sea of ​​blood, and he couldn't hide it.

This smell was quickly discovered by the city guards.

However, no one can see him.

This is why the goalkeeper suddenly went crazy.

Anyone who smells a pungent smell all the time but can't find the source of the smell will suspect that it is ghostly.

What's more, who can be sure whether this crazy goalkeeper went to tell the news?

Hong Baiyi faintly looked at the goalkeeper who ran away, but did not act.

He stood at the door of this metropolis, holding a sword formed by the spirit of writing in his hand.

At this time, his breath was a little sluggish, and the whole person's aura was not very good.

For one thing, he had never killed so many people before, and he felt a little tired after killing all the way. What's more, even though Murong Longcheng and Nurhachi seemed to be easily solved by him, the effort involved was not a lot of effort.

Coupled with the sword of breaking the city, now, he has not much left in his body.

Therefore, Hong Baiyi stopped at the door of this metropolis, waiting for the gatekeeper who was going to inform the news to lead people to come.

Within the metropolis, there should be two guys who are stronger than Murong Dragon City...

Hong Baiyi narrowed his eyes, looking at the city, he could faintly detect two strong breaths with Blood Qi.

The same use of blood Martial Dao, embarked on the road of Deva, but a lot higher than Murong Dragon City, only to contain the blood Martial Dao in oneself.

A breath, yin to evil, with a sense of killing yin and evil.

The other aura, even though it was also bloody, seemed even more weird.

It was not the yin and evil qi, but the bursting qi of the mere yang, even with that bloody qi, it also had the meaning of two parts of the human body to the yang.

Hong Baiyi looked at the two auras in this city, and faced the two supreme Deva and a city army at the same time. In his current state, it was not suitable.

But he didn't mean to retreat at all!

He can't retreat!

Close your eyes! Pranayama!

Hong Baiyi's body gradually rose to a number of disagreements.

One of them, lonely and peerlessly, like the king of swords, walks in the world, seeking defeat and not getting it.Another one, like yin and yang, interacts with the world and all things, divides time into Yin & Yang, derives all things, and naturally merges with the world, so it is invincible in the world.

There is another, like a monk, like a Tao, like a scholar, like a man, like a Tao, like a Buddha, obviously very human.

There is another one, in the form of Kunpeng, traveling in the North Sea, free from heaven and earth, with nothing to bunch...

However, in a blink of an eye, there are seven or eight different auras, evacuating from Hong Baiyi's body ascending, and becoming stronger and stronger. In the end, each aura is like the same Deva.

It's as if there are several Deva, and most of them are looking for trouble together.

Several different artistic conceptions are intertwined in this city, disturbing the whole city, and causing all people in the city to have a shadow in their hearts.

...

"This is..." Daoist, who was already comprehending the world, suddenly saw the world undergoing tremendous changes, and felt uneasy.

"Isn't Dugu being defeated dead?"

"Isn't Zhang Lao Dao supposed to sit in Wudang?"

"How dare Xiaoyao come to Dadu? Aren't you afraid that Da Song will be breached?"

"How come there are so many Martial Dao Deva coming to Dadu? Want to encircle Yuan and save Zhao? They are not afraid to play off? Or do they have completely lost confidence in the Zhao family?"

One thought after another came up from the damaged heart, but after all, there was no definite answer.

he does not know!

"Would you like to run?"

Suddenly, the thought came up in the heart of Hundred Damaged. There are so many Deva outside, even if he shoots with that old thing, he may not be able to resist these Deva for how long, and I don’t know if Song Dynasty knows whether it can even send it out. Helping?

In addition, there is another "man in blood" who has only appeared on the grassland.

Do not! no!

After his mind turned back, Hundreds rejected the idea of ​​own.

It is impossible to run. He is very aware of the strength of Dayuan. If he ran away, Dayuan would definitely not let him go.

Although he doesn't care about the life and death of his two apprentices, when Dayuan has completely unified the world, he will inevitably free his hands to clean up the betrayers.

Yes, Baiwou firmly believes that Dayuan will win the final victory, so he is unwilling to provoke himself.

"Daoist Hundred Damage! The man just got the news that the ‘blood-clothed man’ raging on the grassland has appeared, right at the east gate of Dadu!"

An old man dressed in eunuch costumes appeared in front of Baisha, his figure was so fast that even Baisha only saw a shadow.

"Do you want to go to the East City Gate with your men? See who dares to make trouble in this great yuan land, and see who dares to act like this without any scruples, and most of them are provocative! "

A sarcasm smile appeared on the old man’s face, and his eyes showed a somewhat dangerous look at Baisha. Although he was asking Baisha if he wanted to go, as long as Baisha dared to answer no, then the rest Things don't need to be said more.

There were two hints of irritation in Baisui's eyes, but he didn't say anything. First, the eunuch was also a Deva. Second, this person was a close friend of two khans, and it was precisely because of his existence that the two khans Dare to place him and Murong Dragon City in two different places to guard them, lest the rear is empty.

"Since Grandpa Sunflower has such an interest, he will naturally have to go if he suffers damage!"

Baisha took a step, and walked out of the yard towards the east city gate. At the same time, Grandpa Sunflower, who was supposed to be behind him, suddenly appeared dozens of meters in front of him, causing Baisha’s heart to rise. A sense of fear.

Sunflower speed! Sure enough, extraordinary!

Sunflower's speed is very fast. As he grew up in the Great Yuan Palace since he was a child, as a servant of the Great Yuan, he only knows that he is loyal to the emperor and loves the country.

Nowadays, some people have come to provoke most of them. Naturally, he will beat them with the greatest strength. Not only are they damaged, but he also sent orders to the army.

Even if he sacrifices his life, he will keep Dadu well.

Yes, through those rising artistic conceptions, Sunflower is ready to die.

However……

When Sunflower and Baisha arrived at the gate of the city, what they saw made them unbelievable.

one person!

There was only one person at the gate of the city!

The different moods that should belong to the major Deva actually radiated from this person.

What is artistic conception?

That is each Deva's understanding of heaven and earth, a special Realm formed by their own understanding and spiritual will to interfere with heaven and earth.

In this piece of Realm, these Deva are the masters of heaven and earth, and can even change the celestial phenomenon.

Every Deva has a unique understanding of the world, and they all have their own way.

Except for these Deva itself, no one can learn their Dao, even their apprentices.

Those who learn from me live, and those who look like me die. This is the explanation given by their group of Practitioners.

You can become Deva only if you have your own unique understanding.

However, the person in front of them broke this rule.

Just show the ways of different people, as if those people really appeared.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have never believed that Zhang Sanfeng, Dugu Qiuqiu, Xiaoyaozi and others' Deva realm would show up in one person.

Seeing this scene, no matter whether it was Hundred Damage or Sunflower, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

Ah!

one person!

Do you dare to come and provoke them?

Look at this blood suit, it should be the guy who came to trouble them from the north of Daming!

Although the different moods of Hong Baiyi's body surprised them, they also understood that with the record of this person in front of him, he should be a very strong person in Deva.

However, they did not have the slightest fear and backlash.

No matter how strong you are, even if it is Zhang Sanfeng, facing the two of them, you will still fall behind. If you add a large army, they are confident that unless it is the mysterious and unpredictable Sage, no one will be able to stop him.

This is the confidence and common sense of Deva.

What's more, although the aura of the guy in front of them is complicated and changeable, it is not without weaknesses.

It was just that when they were shrouded in disagreement, Sunflower and Baishui hadn't noticed it yet, but when they saw the person in front of them, they discovered the injuries on Hong Baiyi's body.

At this time, Hong Baiyi's aura was lacking, and his fatigue was hard to conceal.

Going all the way, killing all the way, rushing all the way to the capital, even Deva can't bear this kind of fatigue.

This point can be seen whether it is Sunflower or Happiness. Therefore, even if he saw Hong Baiyi's strange mood that he had never seen before, the two of them did not intend to retreat, but instead stepped forward one after another.

Holding the sword in his hand, Hong Baiyi smiled at the corner of his mouth. The blood stains on his body and the fatigue in his eyes were visible to the naked eye.

However, there is still a Sword Qi soaring into the sky, cutting towards Sunflower and Hundred Damage.

Under Sword Qi, a blood-colored sunflower bloomed in the blazing sun, and a cold air burst under Sword Qi.

...

Under the sunset, Hong Baiyi's figure was faltering. Behind him was a broken city with a group of dead people.

The sword in his hand dispersed, and he shook his body and took a step.

At this time, Hong Baiyi's massive amount of True Qi was already thin, and his body like steel didn't have much strength. It was his only will to support him to continue walking.

And every time he took a step, an aura rose from his body, one point, one point, and the momentum continued to condense.

As the momentum condensed, his body became more and more dry, like rotten wood, with no vitality....

At the same time, on the other side, Temujin and Kublai led a large army, strangled by the arrogant Song generals, and under the struggle of the Song martial artists, they were killed.

They are constantly approaching the majority.

When they got near Dadu, they saw someone...no!

It should be said that he is a person who is as dry as a skeleton.

A Sword Ray rose up in the hearts of the entire army, severely cut down.

Wow!

Wow!

Like weeds, these armies fell one after another.

And the army chasing the Song Dynasty, after witnessing this scene, it was like seeing a ghost.

...

The magic element is gone!

Temujin and Kublai are not dead!

However, the army of Moyuan was chopped off with a single sword, and the spirits and wills were cut off. The soldiers who were originally violent like demons eventually became unconscious beasts.

Only Temujin and Kublai as Deva survived.

This kind of news spread between Da Song and Daming, and at the same time, there was a person's reputation, that person, named Hong Baiyi.

Daming, on the top of Huashan Mountain, Yue Lingshan was shocked. She had never expected that the little guy she had seen before could actually do this step.

At Huashan Academy, Yue Buqun had a rare meeting with Wang Yangming.

"It's not us! Brother Yue, the one in your mouth, shouldn't have any opinions?"

Wang Yangming's tone was indifferent. He had long wanted to cut off the existence of the demon element, but was stopped by Yue Buqun.

He naturally has a deep prejudice against Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun gave a bitter smile and was silent. The result now is indeed good. The Devil Dao's magic element was eventually destroyed.

He also saw Mo Yuan unhappy, he also wanted to do it, but after considering a lot, he finally gave up!

Because of Devil Dao of Moyuan!

Although the group owner never told him, he understood that the group owner wanted to see some different possibilities. Then, as a group member, the only return he could give the group owner was to show these possibilities to the group owner.

However, with the support of the group owner, he and Wang Yangming will cause great interference to this possibility, and even erase all possibilities, leaving the result set.

In this way, Yue Buqun could only make his own claim and let Wang Yangming and him not act.

This kind of behavior is very dangerous, and if one is bad, the magic element may completely affect the entire world.

Yue Buqun had to admit that his behavior was not worthy of Sage's name, but this was his choice. As the strongest man in the world, he chose to be a bystander in return.

Fortunately, the final result is good. The only pity may be the person named Hong Baiyi.

However, Yue Buqun could faintly feel that Wen Quxing at this time had a change.

The legend of Hong Baiyi has been circulated among the people. What is both civil and military, what literary music came to the world, and his life is greedy for wolves.

Under the huge incense of the people, Wenquxing seems to be descending a strange power.

Suddenly, Yue Buqun's complexion changed. A huge force belonging to Wenquxing was falling, as if he wanted to cross the boundary of life and death and force a person to wake up.

However, under Yue Buqun's perception, that power quickly disappeared.

In a corner that everyone can't see, a soul reunited under the will of incense, and then condensed the holy throne, aroused the power of Wenquxing, but finally turned into a phantom and disappeared.

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