The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 240: The Way of the Devil
Taoist Tan Feng began to feel panic in his heart at this moment, and drove the Tianhe Treasure Shuttle to penetrate the Xuanhuang cage.

However, the image of Thunder God that was as tall as the mountain raised its pestle and struck its hammer. Two strips of lightning instantly struck the Tianhe Treasure Shuttle, causing its spiritual light to dissipate and make it unable to continue.

This prison of heaven and earth is about to trap him to death!

Wu Yong pointed the long spear and it turned into its original form of a staff. He picked up the staff in his delicate hand and stepped forward.

Taoist Tan Feng felt something was wrong at this time.

But now that things have come to this, there is only one way to survive.

Seeing Wu Yong being so arrogant, Taoist Tan Feng pointed with his right hand, and the Tianhe Treasure Shuttle glowed with light again, and in an instant, it pierced Wu Yong with a sky full of stars.

As golden air came out of his sleeves, a golden sword ball appeared in the sky, transformed into a sword light that pierced the sky and slashed down on his head.

After practicing in Qingling Fairy Mountain for decades, his methods are no longer limited to relying on nightmare magic.

Well, so what?

The indifference in Wu Yong's eyes grew deeper. The Taoist magic treasure, the Tianhe Shuttle, had just fallen down, but was only touched by his staff. An infinite force from the Zodiac of the sky emerged out of thin air, and it was easily knocked away.

The Golden Crow in the sky, which had been watching with eager eyes, immediately came forward, transformed into a rainbow, pierced through the void, and with three feet, it pinned the treasure shuttle down, making it unable to move.

The Taibai sword pill from Qingling Fairy Mountain was nothing more than a point of Three Disasters Divine Light from Wu Yong's fingertips. With one finger, he pierced through the void for thousands of feet and directly annihilated the sword light.

"You shouldn't have come, but you chose a dead end!"

Wu Yong's footsteps kicked on Taoist Tan Feng's heart, like the sound of death bells.

[I haven't lost yet. I only need one strike to chop off his head!]

Tan Feng's eyes gradually calmed down. He looked directly at Wu Yong, sizing up this most low-key Taoist official in the Penglai area.

Until Wu Yong took a step forward and stood in front of him.

There was only the sound of metal clashing and a muffled groan...

"The Immortal Slaying Flying Knife Technique was taught to you by He Man Jun, right?"

"Didn't he tell you that I was still in the Golden Core stage and he couldn't cut me with this sword?"

Wu Yong snorted softly, and with his index finger pressed against Taoist Tan Feng's chest, he gave a light push, and the man fell straight down.

I saw countless rays of light suddenly appearing in Taoist Tan Feng's body, but what was that light? It was endless lead, mercury, and gold gas, which transformed into millions of sharp hairs, like the cruelest torture in the world, hiding in his body and grinding for dozens of breaths, cutting his body into millions of pieces.

The next moment, the Taoist's body broke into pieces of dust.

At this moment, the three-legged golden crow brought a palm-sized silver shuttle of stardust as if to ask for credit. Wu Yong held the shuttle in his left hand, chuckled and shook his head:
[That's right, where do so many lucky protagonists come from? A pair of ghost scissors and a stardust shuttle from the Qingling Dao Palace, that's true...]

Wu Yong thought he was overthinking it, but when he turned around, his body suddenly froze.

He raised his finger and pointed a Three Disasters Divine Light at a speck of dust that was floating away in the wind. As expected, the next moment, a green light shone brightly in the dust, and a green gourd appeared from it. It was hit by the Three Disasters Divine Light and flew away in an instant. This made the True Lords in the clouds, who were frightened by Wu Yong's cruel methods, raise their eyebrows and lose their temper instantly.

[This seems to be a good spiritual treasure? ]

However, in the next moment, the space where the green gourd was escaping was suddenly broken, and a divine jade arm suddenly rushed out from it, grabbing the green gourd in the palm of its hand in an instant. Its speed was so fast that many great true monarchs were unable to react...

Wu Yong held the gourd tightly in his palm, and the magic power of the Three Disasters and the Yellow Path was combined in one breath, but it did not cause any changes on the surface of the gourd. Even the temperature of the green-skinned gourd did not fluctuate at all.

Nor did they find any spirit mark, soul mark, or blood contract in this gourd...

"It looks more like a gourd for holding elixirs. Is this what Tan Feng relied on to achieve the Dao Fruit of the Yuanshen after losing his golden elixir?"

Wu Yong weighed it lightly, and in the next moment he put it into the Xuanhuang Cave Heaven within the Qi Hai Acupoint and hung it on a corner of Fusang.

Such smooth and flowing methods made the children of various clans in Yujing call him an expert and look at Wu Yong with admiration.

"This is also a flawless heart, a heart that is tired of the world and has no purpose!"

A person who is close to being an immortal said with emotion.

After all, not everyone has such great compassion, resolute ruthlessness, and senseless disgust coexisting in their hearts.

At the beginning, he left a way for the son of destiny in the South Region, and even pointed out the danger of walking on the abyss. If this person had some knowledge of the wonders of the heavenly way, or had inspiration and virtue, with Wu Yong's enlightenment, he would be able to escape this death.

However, he chose this path of no return, and Wu Yong at that time no longer had any mercy...

"What do you mean by flawless Dao heart? I think he is obsessed with Dao like a demon and has gone to extremes."

"Among us immortal cultivators, is there anyone as ruthless and ruthless as him? If he were not a member of the Dao Court, I would have killed him myself..."

Naturally, there are also people who look down on Wu Yong's methods.

There are also people who look at the gourd thoughtfully, thinking of the rise of Taoist Tan Feng in his life~~~
But in the end, no one in the Qingling Dao Palace cared about the death of Daozi Tan Feng, and most people didn't even remember his name, but only vaguely believed that the gourd might be quite extraordinary.

However, this is the reality! On the road of pursuing the Tao, cultivating the Tao, protecting the Tao, and upholding the Tao, Tan Feng committed the great taboo of upholding the Tao rashly.

In the end, you can only pay for yourself.

But in the end, Wu Yong won, and won very easily.

This also allowed the cultivators outside Haoli to truly see clearly what this person was - only those who had transcended the tribulation and were close to becoming an immortal could defeat him!
Of course, the Daozi of each clan could defeat it, but behind them were the eldest sons of the Qiongming Wang clan, the eldest sons of the Tianqing Cui clan, and the eldest sons of the Tianxiang Xun clan...

These tribes have even mobilized the sons of their own patriarchs and the heads of their clan temples. Who would dare to fight? But if you are not careful for a moment, how can you survive?

He doesn't have the courage to fight to the death with Qiong Ming's lineage!
Yes.

After Wu Yong had played with it for a few cups of tea, and forcibly erased the incomplete spiritual energy in the Tianhe Treasure Shuttle and left his own spiritual mark, he suddenly raised his head.

I saw a white-haired old man walking slowly on the outskirts of this dark land. His steps were not very big, but each step could cross the limit of vision. After three steps, he arrived outside the pass.

This Taoist has white hair and a youthful face, and a rather thin figure. His plain robe seems to be covered with a layer of mountains, rivers and stars. On his head, silver threads are patiently tied into a Tai Chi bun with two green ribbons. There is not a single complicated or expensive ornament on his body, giving people a feeling of extreme simplicity and purity.

The one who practices the simplest way, the family of miraculous travel, the ancestor of Guan family - Guan Sheng!

Wu Yong raised his brows and looked around in disbelief.

[No? We are only at the fifth level, are you going to kill him right away? ]

One of the Thirteen Clans of Yujing!

"Little Taoist friend, there is no need to look around. At this moment, all the Yuanshen in the field, except for those in various domains preparing for the battle in Youzhou, will be defeated one by one for you."

"It's up to us old guys to do this."

The old man in plain clothes nodded and chuckled, but his words made people feel refreshed, and talking with him made people feel good.

Should we say that he is worthy of being the leader of the clan?

Wu Yong stood in front of him and bowed to him from a distance.

However, he raised his left palm, and the three magical treasures, the Great Sun Emperor Wheel, the Taiyin Mysterious Instrument Banner, and the Tianhe Treasure Shuttle, were driven by the energy of the ecliptic in the sky and instantly transformed into a sun, a moon, and a star. Wu Yong dared not be careless when fighting with this man.

Seeing that Wu Yong still wanted to fight, Guan's ancestor couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, thinking that it might be a good idea to have a fight with him.

He just stood in the middle of the field and used his divine movement skills to escape.

The thunder god's power is ever-changing and swift, but he cannot stick to even a wisp of his divine horn. The golden flame burns the sky as if a shadow is visible, but it is still difficult to find his form.

The Guan family's divine ancestor walked in the wind and fire as if he were walking on flat ground. If that were all, the only thing worthy of his attention would be the three spiritual treasures.

Wu Yong held a staff below, his ten fingers flying like swallows, his Thunder God appearance was as high as a mountain, he pounded the hammer and pestle, the thunder was distributed between his arms, chasing the God of Walking ancestor with a thousand changes, the Sun Emperor Flame interspersed among them, giving him a good look at what the God of Walking family was like.

Then the old ancestor of Shenxing wandered between thunder and fire, and when he looked up, he saw the three spiritual treasures of the sun, moon and star transformed into three large millstones that broke through the air, with thunder and fire entangled, and the spiritual treasures approaching him.

"Good boy, you can manipulate the three magic treasures like butterflies between your fingers, your magic power is quite strong!"

However, before he could gain distance, he suddenly felt a strong force from the back of his head, and was dragged headfirst by the evil wind.

A gust of wind blew away the green silk ribbon, Laojun fell into the clouds with his hair loose, Lei Gong struck out five thunder lines, the Golden Crow shook off the evening flame, the dust stars in the Milky Way scattered, and the cold light of Taiyin poured down on the top of the head.

Suddenly, the God of Traveling Laojun raised his three samadhi divine wind, and the clouds fell. Wind, thunder, fire, sun, moon and stars all came down together. Wu Yong still felt unbearable. The divine light on the three disasters hairpin between his eyebrows flashed slightly. He pointed his right hand horizontally, and in an instant, a ray of divine light from the three disasters of the zodiac in the sky directly collapsed a large area of ​​the void and hit the God of Traveling Laojun directly.

However, before the loud bang ended, the three treasures of the sun, moon and star were all blown away. The imperial wheel turned into a three-legged golden crow, but it circled by inertia, turned into a rainbow-like line, and once again shattered the ten-mile void with one blow, while the moon flag and treasure shuttle lost some of their agility...

"What a divine wind!"

The old master of Shenxing held a Heavenly Wolf Spear in his hand, struck the Phoenix Nod with one blow, and smashed the Golden Crow Emperor Wheel flying hundreds of miles away. He jumped out of the huge crack in the void and praised in a deep voice.

At this moment, his hair was disheveled, and his robes were attacked by the three disasters and three lights. He was hit by Wu Yong's divine light, and the patterns of mountains, rivers and stars on his robes had all disappeared. There was also a gap in the robes on his chest.

He tore through the defenses of Lord Dujie with his spiritual power, and knocked down the ancestor of the third-rank upper clan with his powerful divine wind. This kid has enough to be proud of!
But he, the ancestor Guan Sheng, also needs to teach this young man a lesson.

At this moment, the divine movement - Guan Sheng's energy was fully opened, and Qiong Ming, Tian Xiang and others who were a hundred miles away behind the pass couldn't help but frown.

'It's a bit like bullying the weak, isn't it?'

The eight hundred feet tall Demonic Spider Mother Goddess slowly appeared behind Xun Qi. This was a true ancient god of the tribulation-crossing level in the star realm. Only by crossing the tribulation could she break through the six hundred feet tall true body.

"The rules for passing the nine levels have been set, and they cannot be changed lightly."

"I'll take action."

Xiang Zu suppressed Xun Qi with a heavenly incense and whispered.

This barrier is an open conspiracy, and it is also the bottom line of Jiuzhou. If there is an opportunity, you can fight for it, but Jiuzhou is the Jiuzhou of Dao Court after all, and you are also the True Lords of Dao Court...

However, they saw the Great True Lord of Divine Movement approaching with his spear. The Heavenly Wolf Spear just passed through the void and there could be heard the crackling sound of shattering. All the void that it touched was cracked. Such power was so powerful that even the bystanders outside the Yintu were frightened!

Wu Yong, who was standing in the middle of the pass, had no choice but to take back the three treasures, disperse the Thunder God, pick up the Nine-Section Staff in his right hand, and take two steps back, saying hoarsely:
"Guan Zu is mighty and worthy of being the supreme ruler of our Dao Court who dominates all the chaotic worlds."

"But this underworld, in the final analysis, was created by mountains, rivers, and inch by inch of land."

"Let Yong take a good look at the elegance of the Dao Court ancestors!"

"Where are the Seven?"

Wu Yong swung his staff towards the Yintu with such force that the Yintu shook three inches high, and he shouted coldly.

"The plague is here~"

"Hunyuan received the order~"

"Xingdou is here!"

"..."

Suddenly, seven incarnations of gods appeared in the world, each taking his place.

Wenhuang holds the elixir, Wanhuan holds the scripture, Hunyuan raises his arm, Xingdou pulls the pole, Leifa raises the order, Zaifeng holds the talisman, Diyan holds the jade, and the seven gods each display their magical powers, locking the God-walking Ancestor in the middle...

(End of this chapter)