Wei Yunya stopped and narrowed his eyes to look at the head of Kunlun. He had heard of my Ziyang’s name before, but this was the first time he met him.
The stars and rivers hang upside down and the land of Kyushu sinks. No one in the world is immune. He had known the consequences of the Tongtian Formation to reverse the world. In these years, he has traveled far overseas and has not even set foot in Kunlun in the Western Region. Of course, there is a certain point. The fear is more because I don't want this world to be destroyed and affect myself.
But it’s okay not to know about the twin brother’s safety. Now that he is aware of his whereabouts, he must help him no matter how difficult it is.
Even if things are not harmonious, he is sure to escape unscathed. Could it be that the Kunlun Sect can still get a second Tongtian Formation?
The two most powerful monks in the world, Wu Ziyang, the head of the Kunlun Sect, and Pan Chengnian, the head of the Taiyi Sect. Many years ago, he learned Pan Chengnian's methods, and he was able to transform the three pure beings with one breath. Among the brothers, no one can do anything to him. No matter how powerful I Ziyang is, he will never be able to defeat Pan Chengnian. He has this confidence.
Wei Yunya shouted loudly, "I, Ziyang, come back to my brother. He is safe and sound. Everything is easy to say. If not, everything is over!"
Taoist Ziyang turned a blind eye and patted Pu Tianwei. Putting his shoulder on his shoulder, he said calmly: "Junior brother, thank you for your hard work."
Pu Tianwei smiled bitterly and said sadly: "The head of Kunlun is really not that easy to be!"
"Junior brother Don't worry, this kind of scene is rare in a thousand years. How many people like Wei Yunya can exist in this world?"
Pu Tianwei shook his head and stepped aside, feeling really sad in his heart. He thought very highly of himself and broke through the sword! Siguan is only one step slower than Taoist Ziyang, but this step is so far away. When Taoist Ziyang walked behind him, he felt something strange. The master's body was empty, like the mysterious sky, without the slightest breath of true energy flowing. This was clearly the derivation of Qingming Jue to the extreme of "magnificent and unobstructed". Enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the three Kunlun Patriarchs who survived thousands of years ago.
He felt inferior to himself.
Taoist Ziyang turned his attention to Wei Yunya and said warmly: "Here we come, now that we are here, let's stay."
What the master said could not reach the Demon Suppression Tower, but Wei Shiqi guessed it by reading his lips, feeling disappointed in his heart. He couldn't help but sigh: "What the leader said is so... domineering!"
Qingming smiled and said: "It's more than just domineering -"< /p>
Before he finished speaking, in the bright mirror transformed by the sword energy, Taoist Ziyang took a step lightly and skillfully into the void. The green light flashed slightly under his feet, and a slender flying sword appeared from the tip. To the head, it is three feet, three inches, three cents, simple, thick, and dull.
That is the Qingming Sword.
Wei Yunya's breathing suddenly stopped, his pupils first expanded, and then shrunk into pinpoint sized pupils, and he praised: "Well, the gods have hidden themselves!"
Taoist Ziyang crossed After taking the second step, the Qingming Sword buzzed and disappeared into thin air. Wherever it landed, countless green sword lights crisscrossed and weaved into a large net that was about ten feet square, holding him firmly.
The sword light flashed and gradually disappeared,Taoist Ziyang then took the third step, and Qingming Sword Qi spurted out from under his feet, condensing into small green lotuses as big as the mouth of a bowl, covering a land of dozens of feet in radius.
The flesh on Wei Yunya's face twitched, his heart kept sinking, and he sneered: "It's nothing..."
After the fourth step, Qinglian disappeared into nothing. , wisps of blue light as thin as gossamers disappeared and appeared, like a sea wave sweeping across, like a sandstorm filling the sky, opening up all over the void in an instant.
Wei Yunya's face became more and more solemn. From the sword, to the sword light, to the sword energy, and then to the sword silk, Taoist Ziyang's momentum continued to rise, becoming more and more powerful, and seemed to never run out. Suddenly, invisible pressure hit his face. He bowed slightly, exhaled a long breath, shook his head and neck slightly, and suddenly a series of explosions occurred deep in his joints, revealing the true form of Sirius.
The demonic aura rushed straight into the sky, the wind suddenly surged, the blue sky became dim, and a huge white wolf stood proudly on the Sun Viewing Cliff. Its whole body was crystal clear, like glass. It raised its head to the sky, pursed its lips and let out a sad sound. Howling, the Demon Suppression Tower seemed to suddenly wake up from a deep sleep. The talismans all over the tower burst out with dazzling brilliance. The vitality of the world was violently raging. Even Qingming and Wei Shiqi under the tower felt that their footing was unstable. The Sun Viewing Cliff seemed to be shaken. A big hand shakes and shakes.
Qingming was amazed and said: "Look, look, that is Tianlang's 'glazed' Dharmakaya!"
Wei Shiqi used all his eyes to stare at the wisps of wisps in the void. The hairspring was flying in the wind like catkins, and I felt a little hairy in my heart. I asked, "Is that the Qingming sword silk?" The Ming Red Lotus and the Zhu Yin Chaos are almost the same, but after cultivating the sword silk, Qing Ming is unrivaled in the world and is invincible. Even if Wei Yunya achieved the glazed body, he would not dare to challenge the Qing Ming sword silk."
"Master. Why did he release so many sword threads in one breath?"
"Hey, Wei Yunya's escape skills are unparalleled in the world. It's not easy to trap him. Watch out, the leader will use the supreme sword domain to kill him. The true body will remain forever..."
In the bright mirror, Taoist Ziyang took the fifth step.