Trample!
A figure swept up like an eagle.
Chu Wangxian jumped on the high platform continuously, the opportunity was rare, as an immortal cultivator, he had to see clearly his previous life and the ten witches of Lingshan.
Chang can cut the space with a sword, and fly barefoot, according to the modern concept of cultivating immortals, nine times out of ten is a Jindan monk.
The disciples of the Sanqing Sect can cast spells such as fireball technique and lightning strike technique, which should be in the Qi Refining Realm.
The strength of the Charm Demon is not simple, a few of them were besieged by the disciples of the Sanqing Sect, and they were pierced by a sword, and it was difficult to kill, these few should be the foundation building realm.
"Boom!"
Chu Wangxian was attracted by the explosion in the sky again, and the battle between Chang Yi and the Ten Witches of Lingshan in the sky was carried out to the moment of life and death.
The black clouds were torn apart, and the sunlight cut down like a pillar of swords, cutting through the black clouds.
Chu Wangxian's eyes turned like radar, and he observed very calmly, not letting go of any details.
The battle is really a change of color in the sky!
If he wants to exterminate the Ten Witches of Lingshan one day, he must be stronger than Chang Yi.
In mid-air!
Chang waved his right hand and sacrificed three flying swords, and the Ten Witches of Lingshan were also not weak, offering a black giant tree, and the two fought wildly.
In the sky, black clouds were like ink, and the two of them had turned into two black dots.
After another earth-shattering encounter.
Chang tugged his robes with the sound of the wind, and his eyes were as terrible as beasts.
The holy tree turned into a ghost, the Sanqing Gate was finished, and this chess game was one step, and the Ten Witches of Lingshan were generalized!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he sacrificed the final killing move, a bronze ancient ding.
Suddenly, as if something had happened, above the sky, something like the sun released light, and the black clouds were blown away in an instant, and some powerful magic weapon was launched.
"Dayu Jiuding."
Under the mighty and majestic mana, the ancient ding rose like a rising sun, and these ghosts and ghosts were swept by the mana, and immediately turned into black ashes, and the evil ghosts were the most afraid of the brilliant sun.
The sound of a golden bell sounded like a soul-inducing whistle.
The nine rings of gathering the power of Kyushu in the legend of Dayu Jiuding came, and one was more terrible than the other, resounding in the sky.
Chu Wangxian wanted to look again, but suddenly noticed that his body was floating, and his body was like a kite being pushed into the distance by a force.
"Remember your mission, pass down the collection of Zhou's classics, and teach the saints!"
"In the Heavenly Soul Hall of Sanqingmen, there are things left for you."
I often say that I still have it in my ears.
After Chu Wangxian's body flew out for several miles, he fell on the branch with a click, and he stood up suddenly.
In the distance, a deafening roar seemed to tear the sky apart, and the clouds swung up and down, and the power of destruction struck the north wind realm.
Chang Yu held the nine tripods in his hand, with the power to tear the sky and destroy the world, a giant phantom tripod that was thousands of feet wide fell from the sky.
The sky turned into day, and then darkened.
The suffocating wind blew across the entire north wind realm, like a shock wave formed by a small nuclear explosion, raging the heavens and the earth, and the roar was transmitted far away.
At this moment, everything is sealed.
Chu Wangxian wanted to see it again, but he was pulled by some terrifying force and dragged into the void.
It was as if the body had fallen into the washing machine, and after a long time, the feeling of dizziness gradually disappeared.
[Daxian, why are you in a daze again. 】 [What's in the well?]
】 [Wake up, we're all dying.]
Everyone in the live broadcast room asked with concern, and Daxian looked at a well, but he was stunned for a few minutes and didn't move.
Out of the illusion projection?
Chu Wangxian looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room in front of him, and then pressed his forehead, "It's okay, I just remembered something in a daze!"
” He pressed his right hand to his forehead, opened his eyes and calmed down a little, this trip spanning two thousand five hundred years of shuttle, let him know a lot.
I knew the mission of Guiguzi, the origin of the hundred schools of thought, and how the North Wind Realm was destroyed.
I also saw a moment of struggle between myself and the Ten Witches of Lingshan that lasted for countless generations.
Also, Dayu Jiuding is so terrible!
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At the same time, Chu Wangxian's worldview on the ghost world in the underworld collapsed again.
Today's ghost world may be a dark tide, Buddhism, Taoism, hundreds of races, saints and ghosts should have their own forces.
So who is the enemy and who is the friend?
Should all ethnic groups be enemies, Nuwa as friends, Buddhism and Taoism?
Each falsifies history, each with its own purpose.
Chu Wangxian put down his mind, everything is complicated, this matter can't be thought about deeply, after thinking about it deeply, every one of them can subvert the worldview.
In this life, his strength is limited at the moment, and it is useless to think about these big things, so he has to let go.
At this moment, the most important thing is to improve your strength.
In front of the camera, Chu Wangxian left the wellhead and looked at the ten eyes on the wall.
Of the three clear gates, these ten eyes were the only things that made him feel alive.
Gathering Spirits, Divine Bodies, and Blood Ancestor Three Palaces have found nothing, if this last Heavenly Soul One Palace still has no gain, then wouldn't this trip be a trip empty-handed.
Chu Wangxian cared about Chang Xuan's words, "In the Heavenly Soul Hall of Sanqingmen, there are things left for you."
"What kind of thing did he leave here from his past life.
Just as he was thinking about it, the ten eyes on the wall looked at Chu Wangxian together.
The live broadcast room was startled again and yelled in fright.
The ten eyes on the wall opened in unison, and their eyes widened one by one, giving goosebumps to the surface, and the immediate pavement of the ghost wall in the horror movie pressed down.
[Nima is scary!
Fortunately, I was scared once just now, and I was mentally prepared. 】 [Looks like the Eye of Cthun.] 】 [It should be the eye of truth.] 】 [You guys are really idle, they're all involved in foreign countries, hey, why didn't Daxian move, did he fall into the evil spirit?
】 [Rare and strange, the great immortal must be out of his body and suppress the ghosts. 】 When the live broadcast room was discussing, these ten eyeballs turned into a majestic will, like a galaxy waterfall, and rushed into Chu Wangxian's body in one go.
It was like a gust of wind sweeping, making Chu Wangxian's hair stand on end, as if he was thrown into the icy South Pole, a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and then spread to his whole body.
After standing for dozens of breaths, Chu Wangxian, who was stunned, suddenly woke up, took a step back, and hurriedly touched his upper body with both hands for a while.
Possessed by a ghost?
But it seems to be nothing!
This is funny, there is obviously something, but it seems that nothing has happened, and if you don't check it out, Chu Wangxian can't calm down.
Under Chu Wangxian's sword-like eyebrows, his expression became more and more solemn, he was one hundred percent sure that something really rushed into his body just now.
He focused his will, discarded all distractions, and vowed to find this.
Rumble!
A string of memories exploded in Chu Wangxian's mind, as if the information of the universe exploded, and the information of the Supreme Exercise was transmitted, and the Supreme Soul Refining Technique of the Sanqing Gate was opened.
"That's how it is!"
Chu Wangxian's hands trembled, and his right hand trembled slightly.
On the wall is the hole card that Chang Yi left him in his previous life, the treasure of the Sanqingmen Town Sect, and the supreme soul refining technique.
Ten Souls of the WindClan Chu Wangxian checked this set of "Ten Souls of the Wind Clan" and found that the first line stated that this exercise could only be practiced by people of the Wind Clan.
He thought about it for a moment, what was the surname of the person.
Nuwa's surname is Feng, Feng Lixi. and Fuxi is also the surname of Feng, "Imperial Century" cloud: Bao Xi "Fuxi, Feng surname."
And "Bamboo Book Chronicle" said: "Taihao Fuxi, with King Mude, is the surname of the wind." ” Fuxi is also known as Feng Mixi, Feng Ku Xi, Feng Bao Sacrifice, Feng Fu Xi.
This Feng surname is the oldest surname in China in the history books, the Feng surname, the root of all surnames, and the Yan and Huang lines were born from the Feng surname.
Chu Wangxian looked at the wall, his eyebrows were like swords, could it be that he was the oldest Feng surname in Huaxia?