The Great Tao Chronicle

The Taoist man was wearing a blood-colored Taoist robe, his eyebrows were cold and his eyes were chilling, and he followed with his fingers.

An ancient mottled, dark red guillotine knife that seemed to be stained with the blood of endless immortals and Buddhas slashed out from the Nantianmen.

scoff~

Like the dawn of dawn, like a meteor suddenly streaking across the endless dead night sky, the endless stream of divine light suddenly opened.

It was just a tiny crackling sound.

In the huge sealed space, everyone within tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of miles was black in front of them, and their minds were suddenly filled with a great terror.

Like falling into the abyss, the whole body is cold.

No matter where they are, whether they are friends or enemies, everyone seems to be frozen in mid-air, unable to move.

I want to kill with my body, soul, primordial spirit, and even the most subtle things!

Sa Wuling felt the strongest.

In his mind, he felt that every inch of his flesh and blood, and even all the tiny particles that made up his body, were trembling at the moment when the sword light burst.

It seems to have encountered the most terrifying thing, life and death!

This is the ultimate killing knife!

It is the ultimate killing knife that can completely kill a person from the most subtle level!

Suddenly, the name of this Taoist suddenly appeared in the great terror in everyone's heart:

Kill the Daoist!

This kind of feeling is extremely strange. It is clear that I just saw a ray of knife light, and then my mind fell into complete darkness, and I couldn't see or hear anything.

But these four words, like a brand, are deeply etched in my heart and cannot be ignored, let alone forgotten.

But in the perception of the 'feet' coming from the galloping collision, there is a difference.

It squinted and saw that thousands of miles away, a ray of dark red cut through the sky, and all the colors were completely annihilated and killed, and the world seemed to be black and white for a while.

And that dark red color is like the separation line that divides black and white.

Carrying the meaning of endless killing and extermination, it came suddenly.

The frenzy of endless slaughter and extinction was unparalleled, and the dark red sword light was extremely calm and natural.

Like mountains and flowing water, like birdsong in empty valleys, like mortals splashing ink, like devout monks burning incense.

Wherever he passed, the heaven and the earth were like paper, and his sword was like a pen.

punish!

kill!

Exterminate!

cut!

Slaughter!

cut!

kill!

The aura of decisive and cruel killing permeates the world, like a cosmic storm set off in the starry sky, overwhelming everything, as if to destroy all living beings and cleanse the world!

This is the purest way of killing.

This is a real murderer!

Killing intent!

The void was completely torn apart, with colors, dust, the essence of heaven and earth everywhere in nothingness, and even the vigor contained in this space.

It's all split in two at the moment!

At this moment, even the mind of the 'Qi' couldn't help but tremble for a moment.

In this knife, he seemed to see the once murderous Bai Wuchang, and the Netherworld Monarch who made it unforgettable to this day!

"Damn, **** it!!!"

It seems that the scars from the past were opened with blood, and the 'Qi' let out an earth-shattering roar:

"kill!!!"

Facing the blade of extermination and slaughter, wrapped in the endless power of destruction, it slammed away brazenly.

scoff~

But in the next moment, the knife was like light, like water, and gently brushed like the wind, bringing only the same sound of cracking brocade as it burst out.

Or, this sound is the same sound at all!

huh~

It seemed that there was not even a moment.

The lost color between heaven and earth returned again, the voice that disappeared was revived again, the frozen void also returned to its original state, and the clouds were flowing.

Many people have all regained their freedom.

Without the slightest delay, everyone looked at the place where one person and one monster collided.

That gigantic toad dharma, that endless tyrannical aura, that absolutely ruthless slaughtering knife light, that poisonous gas that is enough to poison any creature between heaven and earth, that dazzling starlight that cannot be looked directly at, the stars.

All disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Thousands of miles away, Wei Shaoyou can't see anything, even if the mana is concentrated in his eyes, he can't see things thousands of miles away with his current cultivation.

Except for him, everyone else can see clearly.

In the sky where the wind and clouds were moving and the afterglow of the setting sun swayed, An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, and the robe, which could not be lifted by the strong collision, was now swaying with the wind.

In the mid-air, thousands of miles away in front of him, the little jasper toad that had returned to its original appearance stood there in a daze.

For a time, the world was quiet, like a silent landscape painting.

Everything before was like a dream.

Rao is a Taoist priest. Looking at this scene, he couldn't help being in a trance, and there was a flash of unreality.

Is this the end?

Monk Dakong's hands trembled, and the expression on his blood-stained face changed several times, and he couldn't understand it for a while.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the shock and bitterness in each other's eyes, as well as a trace of regret.

"real person"

Yan Xiake was also a little dazed.

He had known for a long time that this real person had a profound cultivation base and vast supernatural powers, but this was a big demon at the level of the emperor.

That is the ten thousand emperors who have been vertical and horizontal for nearly 100,000 years, and have only been planted once in the hands of the Eight Nether Monarchs.

You must know that even in the legend, the battle between the Eight Nether Monarchs and the Emperor's Ten Cruel, but spread throughout the end of the ancient era.

For a while, a magic flashed in his heart.

The little Yizhuang that I went to by chance, I was able to meet such a person

Kacha~

At this moment, there was a sudden thunderous roar from the heavens and the earth, the air waves squeezed out by the collision and savagely rolled against the current, and the continuous sonic boom clouds resounded through the sky.

And below that, the seal of the dead air space that sealed the true body of the 'Dragon', suddenly there was a sound like a broken jade.

This sound was insignificant compared to the turbulent sonic boom clouds in the sky, but Sa Wuling, Tianji Taoist, and Monk Dakong had the same expressions.

Looking down.

I saw a knife mark that was hundreds of thousands of miles long in the sky, and the sealed space was directly cut open!

Boom!

The extremely thick dead aura seemed to boil at once, and the originally beautiful mountains and rivers instantly turned into a dead gray color.

The earth trembled, the mountains swayed, the dust rolled into the sky like a tornado, and the countless mud and sand slapped in all directions like a tsunami.

A pitch-black, huge, straight crack stretched across the earth at some point in time, its length, its depth, and several miles in width, cutting through dozens of towering peaks!

Looking at it from top to bottom, it is astonishing to cut the head of the toad that was crawling on the ground, as big as a star and moon!

The aura that poisoned the mountains, rivers and the earth leaked out from the abyss.

"This knife"

The low and hoarse voice reappeared, and the dharma body of the 'fowl', which had already fallen back to the size of a fist, squinted at An Qisheng:

"very good!"

In this low voice, there is an air of resentment that makes ordinary people die when they hear it, and hear it madly.

"Not good enough."

However, An Qisheng shook his head slightly, feeling rather regretful:

"If it's good enough, this knife should kill you completely."

Qi Hua transforms kingship, divine flower blooms and kills living beings, only the flower of essence is missing, and his three flowers are self-consumed.

But not complete, does not mean reaching the peak.

In fact, the Three Flowers Gathering is just the beginning, and the road ahead is endless. Although his sword is good, it is not very good.

At least, in his deduction at this time.

This knife, and six changes of slash, slaughter, slash, destroy, slaughter, and execute, can be regarded as the peak.

If the slaughtering Taoist can cut out any one of the changes of 'kill, kill, destroy, cut, slaughter, behead', this toad will not have a chance to speak.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in the world.

At this time, he could not completely kill it with divine power alone, let alone erase its traces from the sky and the earth.

"It's also good for you to take advantage of it!"

The voice of '蜍' finally fluctuated on the bright side, with resentment and hatred, staring at An Qisheng:

"Unfortunately, you can't kill me, and when I am really born, it will be your death!

Also, the death period of all spirits in this world! "

boom!

The voice was floating in the air, and the body of the '蜍' exploded in the air, and the pure and flawless green color was like a lotus blossom.

This side of the void was completely poisoned.

Boom~

At the same time, in the broken dead air space, the huge toad composed of many mountains and rivers trembled for a moment, and then returned to dead silence.

Only near the abyss that slashed above his head, countless rocks were broken and rolled.

A blue-green toad head larger than any mountain appeared.

On it, a deep knife mark was imprinted on it.

An Qisheng looked down at the body of the 'Dragon' that stretched across the boundless earth like a star and moon. In the depths of his eyes, a deep green and deep spiritual imprint slowly formed:

"If you don't die with this knife, it doesn't mean I don't have the means to kill you."

The stars have their lifespans, and the universe cannot last forever. He doesn't believe that a mere old toad can really be immortal!

Naturally, he didn't think that he could completely kill this great monster that countless heroes from ancient times to the present were immortal, as strong as the Eight Nether Monarchs can only seal.

But the meaning of this knife is also extremely important to him.

When this knife was cut out, he knew almost nothing about Huangtian Shiru, and after this knife was cut, Huangtian Shiru, at least this old toad.

For him, there are no secrets!

Daoyitu is not used at this time, and Dreaming Daqian is not used at this time. When will we wait?

If I kill you once and you won't die, I will try to kill you after 100,000 times!

This was the reason why he was waiting for the emperor's ten cruelty.

An Qisheng's thoughts moved, and a small altar with a simple and pocket-sized side was already pinched in his palm:

"If you really are immortal, it may be a good thing for me."

He hasn't used the 'altar of responsiveness' for a long time since the wicked Taoist was sacrificed by him.

Immortality and immortality, can it be understood as inexhaustible inexhaustible?

An Qisheng held the altar, and his thoughts turned.

"teacher!"

"teacher!"

At this time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Sa Wuling had already swept across the sky, and Ye Xiaoyi carried that Wei Shaoyou and flew over as well.

At the same time bow slightly.

"Between you and me, you don't have to be too particular about it."

An Qisheng lost his mind and waved his hand.

The two stood up straight.

His eyes fell on Wei Shaoyou, who was in a trance with soft hands and feet.

Feeling An Qisheng's gaze, Wei Shaoyou trembled and bowed reluctantly:

"Really, real person, late, junior Wei Shaoyou, yes, it's polite"

"Wei Shaoyou"

Looking at Wei Shaoyou, who was strong and calm, An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face:

"You, from the eleventh era?"