"ah!"
The God Transformation in the dark secretly pressed his spiritual sense on the old man Zuan, but it angered the God of Ear Canal!
The little monster took out the talisman pen, flashed from Wen Wenzi, and came to the old man Zuan, blocking the spiritual consciousness. The little monster was not afraid at all under the pressure of the god transformation, with his little eyes wide open and he looked at the depths of Yunxiao Palace without showing any weakness.
When the old man Zuan saw the god of ear canal appear, he immediately bowed and said, "Master!"
Except for those true teachings of the Immortal Sect, the other monks could not feel the pressure of the God-Transforming Ancestor. They only saw Yun Lang shouting at the old man Zuan, and there seemed to be dissatisfaction in their words. Before these people could see the jokes of the Heavenly Mantra Sect, they saw a little man as big as a thumb appear between the two and shouted angrily at Yun Lang above!
Although the ear canal god is very angry, its sound is slim and has no shock at all.
The monk watching, when he saw the old man Zuan possessed him and bowed, he respectfully called the ancestor, and then realized.
Someone shouted: "Is this ear canal god the one who guided the old man Zuan?"
"That's just an ear canal god. He actually called him the ancestor. He really lost all the face of our cultivators!"
"If you can call Old Man Zuan a master, this ear canal god may be a bit extraordinary!"
The ear canal god did not look at Yun Lang at all. Its anger was all aimed at the God-Transforming Ancestor who was secretly putting pressure on him.
This little monster followed Qian Chen for decades and had a very extraordinary cultivation level, but he still did not take the step of the Yang God. Therefore, his Taoism is lower than that of this generation, but what kind of encounter is the God of the Ear Canal?
That was the monster who called brothers and brothers at Qian Chen’s grave with many burialists and to all the “Taoist fellows”! It was a natural god who had learned some Taoism with Qian Chen’s terrifying demonic nature!
The God-Transforming Ancestor snorted coldly: "Little thing, you are looking for death!"
He was invisible in the depths of Qiongxiao Palace, and with his palms flipped over, he came to suppress the ear canal god with this powerful magic weapon.
Qian Chen in the distance also sneered and let go of the aura of Guixu's ear canal.
The Qiongxiao Palace's ban was activated, but it was a little cloud and smoke falling. Only those who truly knew the power could see the millions of restrictions contained in that wisp of cloud and smoke, with the ultimate power.
This smoke fell on anyone in the hall and would suppress him. Even if the God-Transforming Ancestor should be careful when facing it.
But the ear canal god just picked up the pen, splashed ink and brushed the brush, dyeing the wisp of clouds and smoke.
The spirituality in the ink traces is born and left a mark in the void, and the pen is dispersed on the smoke. The dispersed ink traces create a tragic battlefield.
Freehand brushwork on ink!
The ink traces paused, and a ball of black fell heavily, turning into a general holding a halberd and looking back, rippling with the tragic spirit on the battlefield...
The general's helmet fell, his long hair was dispersed, and between his eyebrows and eyes dyed with ink, there seemed to be a large Qin flag falling from the ground behind him, and a white tiger military aura surged into the sky.
"The Martial Saint of the Military Soldiers of the Pre-Qin Dynasty!"
Xuan Zi, who was wearing the stars next to him, exclaimed.
A trace of brightness appeared in Fan Xili's eyes. The white deer behind her suddenly got up, her front feet spread apart, and she carefully looked at the immortal Qin general under the ear canal god's pen!
At this time, even Qian Chen showed a hint of solemn appearance. Looking at the familiar eyebrows of this general, he sighed: "So it turns out that the general who led the Qin army to fight with the Heavenly Court on the Sea of ​​Random Stars is actually you?"
As the ear canal gods fell into pieces, the general roared angrily: "Xiang Yu..."
He glared at the sight of his eyes, and the long halberd in his hand suddenly penetrated the void. The Qiongxiao Palace was bound by the long halberd, like a piece of paper.
The entire Qiongxiao Palace trembled. This was not an understatement of Jin Xizi's audition for the Wanbao Iron Building, but the origin of this magic weapon being beaten.
Deep in Qiongxiao Palace, the Transformation God who stood side by side suddenly moved slightly and gave way out.
The old man who transformed the gods standing in the middle made a fairy light burst out, but an iron halberd broke through the fairy light and stabbed him into the depths of the Qiongxiao Palace. With a series of explosions and vibrations, the dense space of the Qiongxiao Palace was smashed through.
After the general stabbed the halberd out, he seemed to wake up.
At this moment, the color gradually faded away like a living person, turning into a faint ink mark. He finally put down the iron halberd, looked at the eardrum, and sighed quietly: "It turns out that you awakened me! I dedicated myself to the Immortal Qin and deserved my grandfather's reputation, but I don't know... Is the clan members still good?"
The ear canal god was whispering, as if he was saying something to him.
The general smiled and said, "Among the younger generation, this is enough!"
After saying that, he faded away the ink traces and disappeared into the void.
"Wang Li asks you to take care of his junior?" Qian Chen looked at the ear canal god with a strange expression: "Isn't that the King Dragon Elephant? Langya Wangshi, do you still need to take care of him? I may not be able to beat Director Wang now!"
The ear canal god looked at the dispersed general and shouted, as if he had agreed to Wang Li's promise.
It picked up the pen again, and another demon god who seemed to roll in thick ink, with several white bones holding up the arms of the heaven and earth, came alive from its pen.
The demon god glanced at the ear canal god, supported his hands, stretched the Qiongxiao Palace for a hundred miles, suppressing the forbidden power of this magic weapon for a moment. However, the ear canal god was still painting. This time, a god general wearing golden armor and a divine body of billions of feet was like a god. He stood under the East Heaven Gate and looked up at something.
It seems that there is a huge existence in front of you!
Half of its body was beaten into pieces, and behind it were countless celestial soldiers who were bombarded, destroyed, and slaughtered corpses.
When the god general saw this scene, he had blood and tears flowed from his eyes and shouted loudly: "The Heavenly Court bears me! The Jade Emperor bears my robes!"
At this moment, the digital god hidden in Qiongxiao Palace stared at her eyes widened, and her heart trembled...
The God-Transforming Ancestor, who was about to climb out of Qiongxiao Palace, looked embarrassed and his gray hair was dispersed in front of him. Before he could get up, the god general stabbed into the ground with a palm.
The body of Qiongxiao Palace was shattered into a big pit, and the God-Transforming Ancestor spurted out blood, and was injured and lay in the pit.
Seeing that the ear canal god was going to draw again, the middle-aged god in Fengwenlou quickly appeared in front of it, bowed and said, "Don't draw again! I'll draw again! This plan for the Dragon Palace formation is gone, either!"
The god of ear canal then put down his pen in disappointment.
The old monk who had just been depicted, which looked like a dead tree, put his hands together and nodded regretfully.
Fan Xiqi next to her was a little surprised. She felt that the old monk looked like a terrifying person recorded in her master's sect, and almost called Bai Lu to stop him from coming!
"The origin of this ear canal god is terrible. It seems to be the medium of the arrival of some powerful people who died in the past. At that time, it was said that the old man Zuan was guided by it in the ruins and encountered the afterimage of the gods of the past, and then obtained the "Celestial Mantra Sutra"."
"Later, many people followed his footsteps and found no trace."
"Now it seems that the god seems to be painted by it, in order to leave a legacy!"
Xuan Zi murmured in a low voice.
Wen Wenzi next to him wrote quickly. He just said a lot of things to him, some of which were absurd and terrifying, while others were also extremely terrifying.
He felt like he was telling a story before, but he didn't take it seriously. Now it seems that some of them seem to be able to confirm with the powerful people in the painting, and even those powerful people in the past themselves, are shocking information! They have inestimable value to Fengwenlou.
If this information is sold to the hands of the person in need and does not cut off half a pound of meat, he will not be named Wen... Oh! He didn't believe in Wen at first, and Wen Wenzi is just a Taoist name?
That's all right!
"Many strong people who died in the past protect the Tao for it, and it seems that they are fulfilling the wishes of those strong people. This is a strange practice!"
Fan Xixi whispered: "The Heavenly Mantra Sect, perhaps an ancient powerful Taoist sect, is the Taoist god who protects his Dharma in secret!"
For a moment, everyone became more afraid of the just-founded Tianzhu Sect!
In this way, the successors selected by the Taoist sect have a bright future and may soon be able to compete with the God-Transforming Ancestor behind them!
Old Man Zuan sighed slightly, bowed respectfully to the eard god, raised his hand and grabbed a flag of breaking the formation in front of Fan Xili, and obtained the method of breaking the formation all the way. He summoned the eight heavenly dragon curse spirits, and the endless cloud energy in Qiongxiao Palace gathered into a cloud dragon, held him up, and sat on an equal footing with the true teachings of the Immortal Sect.
He heard him neither humble nor arrogantly, "Since I have obtained the teachings of the ancestors, I should have taken the responsibility of breaking the formation along the way!"
Yun Lang's palms pressed on the cloud bed were trembling slightly, and he shouted sternly: "It's not only one person who entered the formation! That ear canal god doesn't take action. What ability do you have to dare to lead the way?"
Old man Zuan said lightly: "Fellow Daoist Yun, don't forget it!"
His thin body suddenly surged, as if he was about to suck the spiritual energy in the hall in one mouthful, emitting a pressure that was no less than a few people. A little starlight flew up behind him, making three fires on Yun Lang's shoulders shaking, and felt a hint of murderous intent.
Old Zuan said word by word: "My Zuan is also a second-grade elixir! I don't know how you can be above me!"
Fan Xi smiled and smoothed out the situation: "There are many heroes overseas who can become the best elixirs, and those who have the posture of a soul in the future will not only be us?"
Xuan Zi also said: "We came forward to summon everyone to break the formation, just one step ahead. Summoning many monks from abroad to fight with the Dragon Palace with the power of everyone. We led our own way before, because we all possessed magical powers and could gather the power of everyone, and we were also worried about the safety of all our fellow practitioners entering the formation."
"If you don't have amazing means, you will be able to lead your own way, and it will be even more difficult to protect your fellow men. Therefore, if you intend to lead your own way, you can also show some magical powers to convince everyone's heart!"
The monks below nodded secretly after hearing this. The methods of revealing these immortal sects before were either gathering personal magic weapons into a treasure; forming a large formation; or stealing alone; or a few people work together to make the thunder magic powerful; even Yunxiao Palace relies on a palace magic weapon to advance and retreat without any obstacles.
Although the ear canal master emerged from the Tianpao Sect, calling out the afterimage of the powerful man in the past, the old man Zuan did not show any extraordinary magical powers. It is really dangerous to follow him to enter the formation!
The old man Zuan nodded slightly and was about to cast out the "Wei Ling Heavenly Soldier Curse" he had just cultivated, and turned his disciples into a row of guardian heavenly soldiers to form a formation to protect himself.
The ear canal god suddenly received Qian Chen's instructions, and he picked up the pen tip and drew the portrait of the ancestor from the old man Zuan's arms.
It picked up the pen and drew the image again, and its figure naturally entrusts its divine will. Qian Chen's incarnation of divine power was even more vivid. Most importantly, the six great curses of the divine divine on it were finally refined into the curse spirit by Qian Chen.
The blood of the Bodhisattva of the Broad Dharma used in the Eight Heavenly Dragon Mantras, the leaves of the Immortal God Tree of the Immortal Goddess Tree of the Yanshi Mantra, the residual spirit of the Immortal Qin Warriors Cursed by the Yanshi Mantra, and the Zhurong Demon Soul of the Burning World Zhurong Mantra.
The little curse spirit placed on the Heavenly Demon Prisoner and the Eight-Armed Nezha Curse are all Qian Chen’s devil thoughts!
Old Man Zuan took back the portrait and understood it a little, and then knew that he could use this object to perform the six magical methods.
He respectfully unfolded the portrait of the ancestor and recited a mantra in his mouth. A little red light fell. The disciples of the Tianman Sect held it, and the red light turned into their protective red lotus, condensing their magic power in one place.
The portrait of the ancestor in the painting also turned into an eight-armed Nezha sitting upright on the red lotus...
The old man Zuan showed his paintings, and the disciples behind him all sacrificed the Red Lotus spell, fell into the painting, and turned into many figures surrounding the portrait of the ancestor, which was extremely evil. He heard him say: "This mantra is a method given by the gods of the sect's ears, so it was not granted to others. If the disciples of this sect gather together, they will be able to take down a formation eye!"
After saying that, the old man Zuan also stepped into the painting and sat down and listened to the training.
The painting floated aside and looked faintly at the other six people...
At this time, the God of Ear Canal also picked up the pen and drew himself away. Fan Xiqi had to smile faintly and said, "In this way, we gathered together with the seven troops. I wonder which fellow Taoist still has the intention of taking the lead? You are sure to break the eyes of the formation again!"
She called her softly several times, and the monks below just looked at each other, and there was no such person as Old Man Zuan.
Chapter completed!