The Great Tao Chronicle

Yan Changsha's understatement seemed to be more powerful than the explosion of thousands of thunderbolts.

In an instant, if the sky collapses!

The fighting towers that covered the sky hummed and vibrated, as if being shaken by an invisible force, and the expressions of many armored soldiers on it changed slightly.

I felt an unparalleled great threat.

"Ok?!"

Mo Lu's pupils shrank violently for a moment, just for a moment, he had already lost all capture of the outside world.

The indescribable light and heat burst out from the boundless earth, as if a long-lasting sun celestial body burst out the brilliance of a lifetime in an instant!

Break through the haze and burn the eight wastes!

Mo Lu was shocked.

His cultivation is not bad, and his eyesight is even better. Although he can't see, he still perceives what it is.

The Taoist soldier named 'Yan Changsha' must have cultivated an incomparably tyrannical supernatural power of the flesh, the scattered light and heat.

It is the blood that is surging to the extreme, and the fist that is so strong that it is terrifying!

"Array!"

The horror was only for a moment, and in the next moment, Mo Lu had already activated the fighting platform under him, transforming into a layer of divine light to expand his body.

At the same time, when his thoughts moved, the armored soldiers who were arranged on the many battle platforms seemed to have no fear of the light and heat that was enough to burn the void.

They roared and rushed towards the rising from the earth, like a silhouette of a big sun.

"what!"

Under the heat of the light, screams came one after another.

Between the endless blood and energy, Yan Changsha swept over the soldiers that disappeared in the blood and energy, and countless streamer pictures appeared in the depths of his eyes.

But it is precisely what these Taoist soldiers who died at his hands have experienced, the memories, supernatural powers, and even the minor details that they themselves have forgotten, are also clearly visible.

This is what he has learned by accommodating all kinds of Taoism in this world and integrating his own knowledge, and he has formed the "Wan Zhan Hua Dan Gong" in the beginning of a hundred years!

I am the furnace, the heaven and the earth are the pills!

All those who are my enemies will be turned into my food, fuelwood, and medicinal herbs!

boom!

boom!

Boom!

Above the long sky, the sound of earth-shattering collision could not stop ringing.

Mo Yin couldn't help smacking his tongue at the violently shaking Ferris peak. Even though this was not the first time he had seen it, it still shocked him very much.

For a hundred years, he defected from the outer door of Xuandu, and killed many elders and disciples of Xuandu's outer door, and even some evil spirits and masters of the side door.

It also has a good reputation in the Dayong practice world.

But only he himself knew that it was not himself who did all this, but his own Taoist soldier!

After 100 years of cultivation, he is no longer the ignorant little chubby he used to be. He knows very well that his Dao soldier is not the norm.

Because he is not bound by his own cultivation base at all, he has long surpassed his own "three calamities" cultivation realm at this time.

"Da Yong Dynasty..."

Mo Yin whispered in his heart, he didn't care about the emperor, just as he didn't care much about the status of Xuandu Sect's disciple.

But these people are pressing step by step, and even killing their mother who raised them is unforgivable.

call!

Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, he no longer pays attention to the battles in the outside world, and when his mind moves, he has already disappeared into the inner world.

More than a hundred years are still insignificant to practitioners, and even more insignificant to one side of the world.

But his inner world has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to a hundred years ago.

Three times of transcending tribulation, and it was a high-level transcending calamity, so that his inner world has expanded ten times more than that of the past?

And the 'Thunder Pool' that gathers all the thunder spirits in the inner world at the height of the sky, seems to have expanded by far more than ten times.

Among them, the number of 'Dao Soldiers' that circulated like 'fish eggs' was innumerable.

This is not the first time he has the idea of ​​fighting these Dao soldiers. In fact, he has tried many times in the past 100 years to cultivate more 'Samsara Dao soldiers'.

Unfortunately, they all failed.

So much so that when he was hunted down by Emperor Xuanduzong, he had to activate the Doufatai and use the Dayong Dynasty to retreat from the enemy.

But because of this, his breath was captured by the ‘Doufa Sacred Mountain’, and it was impossible to avoid the prying eyes from the Dayong royal family.

"Tianducheng is far more dangerous than other places. Changsha alone may not be able to do it..."

Looking at the seed of the Taoist soldiers who looked like the stars in the Thunder Pond, Mo Yin had thoughts in his heart.

He didn't care about Mo Lu.

But he couldn't help but care about the Dayong Dynasty, who had ruled the world for 800,000 years, and the old man Mo Tianqing who abandoned him in his infancy.

Mo Lu thought that his talent was excellent, but under the irrigation of the mountains and seas of the Dayong royal family, he was only able to survive three calamities.

But his illegitimate son, Lao Tzu, cultivated three calamities with nothing, and killed all his brothers of the same generation.

Under the absolute disadvantage, he won the throne of Dayong and took charge of the Mountain of Doufa.

"call!"

After cutting off the distracting thoughts, Mo Yin stretched out his hand, and the heavens and the earth responded, and the thunder dragons running one after another seemed to be inspired, and a seed of Taoism was rolled from the thunder pool.

This kind of Taoist soldier is shaped like a goose egg, but it is ten feet high and low.

Exudes an air of danger.

"Reincarnation Dao Soldier..."

Reaching out and stroking the seed of the Taoist soldier, Mo Yin was extremely cautious.

Compared with the many martial arts warriors he has already refined, he attaches more importance to the reincarnation Taoist soldiers, but this is not only because of Yan Changsha's amazing performance.

It is also because of the Taoist who calls himself the 'Yanjie Sand Table' artifact spirit.

In his inner world, he knew everything, but he couldn't detect the slightest breath of that person at all, as if he never existed at all.

Kacha~

Just like the mana pouring before, Mo Yin was just a habitual attempt, but a cracking sound made him raise his eyebrows, and his heart was filled with joy.

Sure enough, after he accelerated the mana pouring, in just a few moments, the seed of the Taoist soldiers was densely covered with cracks.

With one hand, the hammer broke the 'egg shell'.

It was a seven-foot-long, silver-haired young man. He seemed to be in a trance and didn't know where he was, but the aura on his body was slowly increasing.

Of course, the refining of Taoist soldiers does not start from scratch, but is in line with the cultivation of the master of the cave at this time.

In other words, if you can't practice it, it's okay. Once you do it, the cultivation of the Taoist soldiers is lower than your own, but at the worst, it will be one or two tribulations, and even three tribulations are not impossible!

"Ok?!"

Mo Yin was scrutinizing the broken cocoon of the 'Reincarnation Dao Soldier', when his heart suddenly moved, he looked up, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw the sky and the four poles, and the endless thunderous energy was swallowed by the thunder pool at a speed that shocked him.

Then, the thunder pool began to shrink and collapse.

It seemed like only a few moments before and after, the thunder pond that collapsed to the point where it was almost invisible to the naked eye collided again, as big as a star.

Then, under Mo Yin's shocked gaze, one after another, the seeds of Dao soldiers fell from the sky, like rain, and it was continuous.

The refining of Taoist soldiers is not easy. Behind any Taoist soldier, there are resources like mountains and seas.

With his accumulation over the years, he could only cultivate three or five reincarnation Dao soldiers, and at this time, this is the seed of the rain-like Dao soldiers.

More than a hundred thousand?

dong dong dong~

One after another, the seed of the Taoist soldiers pulled the thunder and lightning snakes from the sky and fell from the sky, smashing in all directions.

huh~

After digesting the information that appeared out of thin air in his mind and the body full of explosive power, Jing Xiaolou just looked back.

The thunderous energy that danced wildly filled the world, making it like the kingdom of the **** of thunder.

"Another world..."

Jing Xiaolou muttered to himself, unable to calm down for a while.

He hasn't really stepped out of Xuanxing, but where did he think that he could actually come to other worlds?

Feeling the 'extraordinary particles' filling the world, Jing Xiaolou's heart jumped uncontrollably.

Compared to Xuanxing, where the extraordinary particles are thin, this place is simply a paradise for refiners!

He doubted that in such a world, even a pig could be psychic, right?

"This……"

Mo Yin, who was stunned by the rain-like thunder eggs, recovered after a long while.

Just glanced at Jingxiaolou, which came out of the shell, and thought about where the breath that had disappeared for a hundred years was.

The person who can make such a big noise in the inner world and can hide it from himself is naturally the only one.

huh~

So far away.

Mo Yin only felt the streamer light change in front of him, and in the next moment, he saw the Taoist who was lying high above the heavy clouds~www.wuxiaspot.com~ holding Leichi.

"you're awake!"

For some reason, the moment he saw the Taoist, Mo Yinben's restless heart calmed down inexplicably.

Negative thoughts such as worry, anxiety, fear, anxiety, etc., have all disappeared.

He was surprised, and the more he felt that his "artifact spirit" was a little unusual...

"You want to be emperor?"

An Qisheng handed Torrechi and looked at Mo Yin. His deeds over the years were naturally vivid in his mind.

Although a hundred years is a snap of his fingers, the little fat man of that year has matured too much and has changed too much. He is no longer young and ignorant, and is a little more profound and decisive.

It's just that I can't help but sigh in my heart, variables are variables after all.

A hundred years ago, he let this little fat man worship the Xuandu Sect, just to try to bring him out of the endless continent where the wind and clouds converge.

pity……

The dragon enters the sea and the tiger enters the forest. It seems to be a fixed number and cannot be violated.

However, when all the worlds came, he had seen too many people and things, and naturally he would not be easily touched.

"I was too lazy to do this Emperor Lao Shizi. But they forced me so much, but I had to do it instead!"

Mo Yin raised his eyebrows, with light and anger in his eyes:

"Not only do I have to do it, but I have to do it ten times better than Mo Tianqing!"

"That's up to you."

An Qisheng didn't really care, but the moment Mo Yin's voice came out, his heart suddenly moved.

Dao Yitu, hidden in the depths of his soul, suddenly changed!

More than a hundred years ago, the first time to deduce Mo Yin with Daoyi supernatural power was fruitless, but he did not give up. In these years, Daoyitu's deduction has not stopped for a moment.

And at this time, it seems that there is something to gain?

As soon as he thought about it, he captured the fleeting words on the mottled and desolate scroll.

God? !