The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 211 Three feet of mixed primordial energy, a little time
One step out of the Shinto Great Wall.

Xuanming's disguise was automatically removed, and he turned from a middle-aged Taoist priest into a white-haired old Taoist priest.

Once you are on the battlefield and the fighting begins, some methods cannot be hidden.

If that’s the case, why bother?
Looking at the many big monsters attacking the formation, he waved his sleeves lightly, and used the power of his sleeves. The cuffs suddenly became larger, bursting out with endless suction force, instantly suppressing hundreds of big monsters.

Just as he was about to make another effort, a figure flew back and was caught by Xuanming in time. It was the Marquis of Zhenbei.

Soldiers fight hard.

Charge into battle for the general.

To plan strategies for the general.

Although the commanders guarding the four border cities of the Great Xuan Divine Dynasty are extremely powerful, they are all cultivators who have reached the threshold of cultivating gods. With the support of the commander's tiger talisman and formation, they can temporarily compete with the cultivators who have reached the threshold of cultivating gods.

But his forte is military strategy.

Being able to stand up in times of crisis and fight head-on with Lianshen Dazhen, Marquis Zhenbei is already quite good.

"My Lord, please go back to the battlefield and take charge of the situation. I will leave this evil beast to you."

Xuanming said calmly.

Zhenbei Hou did not refuse.

Now is not the time to be polite.

After clasping his fists in thanks and reminding this powerful ally to be careful, he immediately returned to the Great Wall, suppressed his injuries, commanded the battle formation, and deployed his troops.

Standing in the void, his clothes fluttering, his white hair flying, Xuanming stroked his beard and looked up at the sky.

Above the sky, the great roc spread its wings, roared ferociously, its figure covered the sky, and the monstrous demonic energy dyed the clouds black. The flapping of its wings brought about hurricanes and tornadoes, and the law of wind impacted the formation.

Feeling Xuanming's gaze, the man and the demon looked at each other, their eyes collided, and sparks flew.

Dapeng: What are you looking at?

Xuanming: What are you looking at?
The man and the demon immediately started fighting.

The big peng cried out angrily, flapped its wings upwards, rushed into the depths of the sky, then suddenly turned around and dived downwards.

The laws of wind surround it, and evil fire is born.

The wind was blowing violently, and in an instant a tornado of wind and fire fell from the sky, burning the clouds and cutting and shredding the space.

He is powerful, murderous and aggressive.

The heat wave blew on his face, but Xuanming was not in a hurry. He took out the Tai Chi diagram, and the black and white scroll unfolded slowly but quickly.

The circulation of Yin and Yang, the generation and restraint of the two, return to Tai Chi.

A mysterious and terrifying aura spread out.

Xuanming didn't try, he just went all out, trying his best to end the battle quickly.

On the battlefield, defeating the enemy is the most important thing.

The Tai Chi diagram collides with the wind and fire scroll.

After only a short stalemate, the Peng demon fell into a disadvantage.

The laws of wind and fire were wiped out by the two yin and yang, and the tornado shattered in an instant and ceased to exist.

The Peng demon's pupils constricted and he turned around to escape, but the Tai Chi diagram was like a swamp and his whole body was pulled by the power of the two yin and yang.

The more you struggle, the more painful it becomes and the deeper you sink.

The speed that he was so proud of was difficult to display.

Angry and anxious cries echoed throughout the battlefield.

The Peng demon was helpless and asked his companions for help.

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Behind the foreign demon army, an arc of electricity came and headed straight for the Peng demon at an extremely fast speed, tearing through the space.

Xuanming narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the monster clearly.

This is a feathered demon king, whose true form is a purple electric eel that controls thunder and electricity.

In addition, there was a demon king who came from underground, and his whereabouts were secretive. If it weren't for Xuanming's powerful divine consciousness, which was not weaker than Yang Shen, he would not have been discovered at all.

They should be the hidden backup of the foreign demon tribe.

Two statues have ascended to heaven!

The demon clan's chief coach really thought highly of him.

pity……

This old Taoist priest is not just an ordinary one.

I will kill as many as come.

Thinking of this, Xuanming's eyes flashed coldly.

He raised his hand and his palm shone, controlling the five thunders, and a thunder law went straight to the purple lightning.

"Thunder magic, I also know a thing or two."

Xuanming took off the bell from his waist and threw it away.

The Jingming Bell grew bigger in the wind and instantly turned into a giant bell ten thousand feet high. The sound of the bell shook and hit the soul directly.

The Feathered Demon King, who had been hiding underground, was stimulated by the divine consciousness and was forced to show up. As soon as he escaped from underground, he was burned by the Samadhi True Fire thrown by Xuanming.

He hid underground again, Xuanming continued to ring the bell, and he was forced to show up, and the Samadhi Fire burned.

Escape in and out, ring the bell and burn the fire.

After repeating this several times, the demon king became furious.

After escaping for the fifth time, he sacrificed a magic weapon of ice silk, and rushed straight to Xuanming with the true fire of Samadhi. He gritted his teeth and his eyes were cold.

As a dignified demon king, he felt particularly aggrieved during this attack.

He was born from a black crystal ice worm and is a close relative of the earth cricket, but he is better at hiding underground than them.

In the past, the Ice Worm Clan relied on assassinations to gain a foothold in many of the outer demon tribes' mountains, and even intimidated the human race.

I don’t know how many cultivators of the same level have died tragically at the hands of the Ice Worm Clan. They are natural assassins.

And he is the king of assassins.

But now, he has been frustrated repeatedly.

No matter where he escapes to or how he hides, he can be found and his soul can be attacked accurately.

Forcing him to show up.

It was like he had discovered his true identity.

Burn it right away.

This kind of true fire was also very strange. It actually made him tremble with fear, as if it was the nemesis of the Ice Worm Clan.

He can only exert 80% of his strength.

After a few times, the Ice Worm King also became angry.

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
That old Taoist priest from the human race bullied him too much!

Since assassination is impossible, he will go from covert to open.

Even if the advantage no longer exists, I am still a Feathered Demon King, enough to hold back this old Taoist.

Wait for the commander to regroup the monsters and rescue the Peng monster.

If we can't kill this old Taoist, we can at least make him feel disgusted.

None of us should have an easy time!
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Xuanming had no idea of the Ice Worm King's little tricks.

Seeing that the immortal demon king had finally given up hiding, he summoned the Dharma body of Emperor Gou Chen without further ado.

As he slapped out with his palm.

The Dharma body of Emperor Gou Chen also brought down a palm.

The Ice Worm King was directly knocked into the Jingming Bell.

The body of the bell glowed, and Xuanming clapped his hands thirty-six times in a row at a very fast speed, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

The bell rang loudly, echoing throughout the battlefield.

The warring parties were both extremely annoyed, but their reactions were completely different: the human race was gloating, while the demon race was furious.

The Ice Worm King screamed in pain, his head was splitting, his soul was severely damaged, and Xuanming raised his palm and took it into Tai Chi Heaven to suppress it.

At the same time, a figure was released from Taiji Heaven. It was the great wizard Wuershan. On his way to the Shinto Great Wall, Xuanming separated a trace of his mind to communicate with him.

The same choice as the Black Water Snake.

Wuershan also wanted to die in a blaze of glory.

I want to burn one at the last moment of my life.

Of course, Xuanming also gave him a sweet treat.

He promised to leave a trace of his soul for reincarnation so that his soul would not be scattered.

It is impossible to re-enter the path of Buddhism, but there is still a glimmer of hope to become an ordinary person after redeeming one's sins.

With a flash of black light, Wuershan rushed straight towards the Electric Eel King.

The Peng demon was also completely dragged into the Tai Chi diagram and was severely injured by the power of the two yin and yang.

In order to free up the Tai Chi diagram, Xuan Ming casually pressed it into the Tai Chi Sky, entangled by thunder chains and burning by Samadhi True Fire, and accompanied his fellow sufferer, the Ice Worm King.

Afterwards, he became alert and dived underground without hesitation. When he came out of the ground, he found that the place where he had just stood had disappeared, leaving a large vacuum.

Without inspiration, there will be no laws.

However, the remaining power never leaked out at all.

It can be seen that the person who made the move has mastered the control of strength to perfection.

Before he could congratulate himself for dodging quickly, Xuanming felt a cold light on his back again and he hid underground again.

The place where I just stood was empty.

Not knowing who the attacker was, Xuan Ming kept dodging and was always able to sense the situation in advance, playing out a scene of a man fleeing and being chased by a monster on the battlefield.

The process is thrilling and full of dangers.

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The Five Elements Escape, body turning into sword light, riding on the clouds!
Xuanming used various escape techniques to the extreme.

Two figures, one bright and one dark, flew up to the sky and down to the ground, shuttling back and forth.

This long-lost feeling of oppression made Xuanming's blood boil. After avoiding the attack once again, he knew that he could not sit and wait for death, so he directly released the Hunyuan Dao Realm.

The Dao domain has been compressed to the extreme.

Endless primordial energy lingers three feet around Xuanming's body.

It also ignites the little bit of time that I have realized.

When the feeling of being on edge came again, he did not dodge. Instead, he turned around abruptly and looked at the person who had attacked him.

(End of this chapter)