The Brilliant Fighting Master

It is a pity that Jiang Chen did not learn powerful Taoism from these elder generations.

Because according to them, becoming the God of Qiankun, there will naturally be teachings against the sky.

Jiang Chen only got a sword in the sarcophagus. Obviously, the inverse heavenly law is in the sword.

How to get it still needs to be explored.

He came out from under the ground, all the way up, pushed the iron gate when he came, and saw the sky in the middle again.

Interestingly, a spacecraft docked not far away.

Feeling the movement here, he flew over immediately.

Jiang Chen recognized that it was the spaceship of Mo Dao.

Zimo was standing on the bow of the ship, with a complex look on his face.

He never thought that Jiang Chen could come out intact.

"Modao Patriarch."

Jiang Chen greeted and asked, "These people are not from your temple."

Zi Mo didn't answer the question, and looked up and down, "How are you talking to them?"

"It's a pleasure. They were very pleased with me, and they not only let me go, they also let me enter the iron gate under the square."

Upon hearing this, Zimo was so excited that he couldn't wait to ask, "What's in that door?"

"Well, it has nothing to do with your Excellency," Jiang Chen said.

In this case, Zi Mo was almost half annoyed.

He was thinking about what was inside the iron gate. According to rumors, the secret of the God of Qiankun was there.

To this end, Zimo worked for the old monsters and ran to the base camp of the Demon Clan, risking to be discovered by the Middle Kingdom, and wanted to catch a few Yangshen back.

But now tell him, all this belongs to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen still faced him and said it had nothing to do with it.

"What? Master Mo, you look a little ugly." Jiang Chen cared.

"I ask again, what do you get behind the door!" Zi Mo gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Jiang Chen asked, "Are you threatening me?"

"Answer me!" Zi Mo shouted.

"What if I say no?"

Jiang Chen's smile did not converge, but revealed a bit of coldness.

Zi Mo shuddered, but soon, he flipped his hand, and a pen appeared in his hand.

"I've always wanted to teach the way to be reflected thousands of miles."

His tone was a bit of a joke, apparently, he didn't fully believe in the movement of Jiang Chen when he became the ancestor.

In fact, many people in the Middle Kingdom have similar ideas to Zi Mo.

Think it was a mistake of Daozu Palace.

At this moment, Zi Mo made a big stroke, the tip of the pen was drawn in heaven and earth, and a dragon flew from his pen.

The black dragon like ink painting has terrible lethality.

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, pointed out, and the Black Dragon burst into tears.

However, the broken dragon did not dissipate. Instead, thousands of dragons appeared and swept away.

Jiang Chen struggled with it and found that these little dragons were extremely difficult to move and their actions were incredible.

After thinking about it, he realized that these little dragons were all painted, and the soul given was imagination.

Imagination is unlimited.

Just as these little dragons attack, they are free and they can come wherever they want.

Jiang Chen's swordsmanship is superb. Without a sword, he really can't handle it.

The terrible thing is that there is no restriction on the ink there, and the strokes are like flying, all kinds of ink paintings are changing patterns.

This is unbelievable.

To continue attacking like this, the caster must be constantly infused with energy.

However, Zi Mo is like summoning war beasts, one after another, without any restrictions.

The result is equivalent to Jiang Chen's siege by several ancestors who started the sixth trick.

"People who become ancestors do have some patience."

Jiang Chen sighed, put her fingers together, and moved forward like a god.

For a moment, all the beasts condensed in ink paintings dissipated without any suspense.

Zi Mo's pen stopped, his expression shocked beyond expression.

"A delusion?"

He knew something about the God of Qiankun, and naturally he knew this way.

No, it should be said as Taoism.

One level higher than the Dharma.

Now they have all been lost, and only the nine major forces have mastered the Taoism, which is called Mystery.

Then think of what Jiang Chen said just now, Zi Mo's indifferent face has always been distorted, and the jealousy is going crazy.

"Are those old guys all idiots ?!"

Zimo couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out.

In his opinion, none of the people in the square could be called human beings, and all of them who had been tortured lost their senses.

In fact, he kind of admires those who can persist until now.

But everything is different, Zimo also sees that the old guy below is desperate because of desperation.

In what way did Jiang Chen convince them?

Zimo decided to take Jiang Chen and find out.

"My Mo Tao is my original Taoism, ever-changing and invincible, but an infinite pole!" Zi Mo said.

"Oh? Now you suddenly boast that you want to teach it to me, so as not to lose it?"

Jiang Chen sneered: "To be honest ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ As for what you have done, it's rare that I don't go to you, you're running to death!"

"I'm just telling you, the infinite infinite method, you will soon learn."

Having said that, Zi Mo swung his pen again to show the power of his Taoism.

"Do you think this is turn-based?"

"set!"

Jiang Chen took a picture from a palm, but there was no energy fluctuation except the momentum.

Zimo was still weird, and suddenly found that his time and space were distorted.

"Time surgery? Another Taoism ?! How many Taoism do they teach you?"

Zimo shouted in shock, a word spread a lot slower.

In fact, this technique of time is not taught by the people of heaven and earth.

Jiang Chen didn't bother to explain when he looked at him like this, held his breath and cast a piece of fine iron.

The fine iron turned into a sharp edge in the air, killing it like a flying sword.

There is no suspense, Zimo did not hide away, but the moment Fei Jian did not enter his chest, he stepped on the void and transformed a word out of nothing.

Without waiting for Jiang Chen to see what the word was, Zi Mo broke free of the **** and escaped.

"Haha, your Taoism is strong, but you don't cooperate with each other, the heat is not enough, and the realm is too low. It is a pity.

Zimo smugly said, "If you are in the same level as me, this sword, I will already be in a different place."

It turned out that the moment when Jiang Chen hit the sword just now, it also destroyed the time and space that time was slowed down.

Zimo seized this opportunity and escaped. Although a **** wound appeared on his chest, it was enough to make him proud.

"Thunder! Electricity!"

The next second, he seized the opportunity and quickly wrote two words in the air.

This time is no longer ink painting, but each word contains powerful energy.

A dazzling thunder light appeared over Jiang Chen's head, then the galaxy-like electric mang fell down.