Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 269: The first battle that determines history
The scariest thing about darkness is that you never know what is inside. ??
The fear of the unknown is deeply rooted in the heart of every creature. Fear will incarnate all imaginable and unimaginable terrible things to invade you, pulling you into an invincible abyss, and you will live forever without turning over.
Shen Lian can see the micro-knowledge, but he can't guess the specifics in the dark, but he has no fear, let alone emotions, his mind is not that the calm lake can stir the wind~waves, but the ice of ten thousand years, without the slightest Variety.
The cold heart can overcome all obstacles at any time and eliminate all obstacles to the path of seeking the Tao. In his heart, there was a determination that he had never had in his life, and nothing in the world could stop his cold and fearless Dao Heart.
This time he will no longer try a challenger, but a great Taoist who is truly on the top of the world. He has a clear understanding of himself, and he will not be shaken by the fact that his life will disappear at any time like candlelight.
He grasped the present, grasping the best moment of life is now.
The strong essence of life no longer has any reservations, and the light of light has finally turned into a river of life more brilliant than Xinghan.
The darkness shattered, the sea died, and a cave finally appeared in front of it, the door of the cave was closed tightly, and the ten words "Lingtai Fangcun Mountain Xianyue Sanxingdong" were written on it.
The river of life transformed by Shen Lian did not hesitate at all, surging against the cave door, like a flood, the essence of life poured out, the cave door was violently knocked open, and went into the depths of the cave.
The cave sky is unimaginable wide, countless pearl palaces, shells, quiet rooms and secluded residences flashed in Shen Lian’s perception, and the distant avenues and profound sounds resounded in the cave without hesitation. Every profound sound, They are all condensed by exquisite Taoism, there are tens of thousands of such mysterious sounds, forming countless magical powers.
Even though Taiwei Pavilion has the Qing Xuan Wan Ending Aggregate, it is still insignificant compared to the Taoism and supernatural powers contained in the Dao Xuan Yin in the cave.
This is just what Shen Lian felt in an instant. Soon he re-incarnates his figure again. A Yaotai stands in front of him in silence, and Yanxu is standing on it with a moon white robe, separated by the magical powers transformed by countless avenues. , Dao Shu, the eyes of the two met, no other thoughts, just want to kill each other, occupy all the mysteries of the cave.
The past grievances and grievances, from the cause and effect of Qingxuan, are like clouds, dissipating in the deep eyes of the two.
Yan Xu, with a smile, the moon-white Taoist robe floated without wind, as if to sweep the world.
He stretched out his fist, as if he could punch Tian Ye with a hole, and he was in front of Shen Lian in the blink of an eye.
This punch passed through the space and condensed the time, but it was unavoidable.
Shen Lian’s Dao Heart is harder than King Kong. He was not disturbed at all. He grabbed at it, countless Dao Xuanyin was held in his hand like dust, lightly swayed, and the river of supernatural power directly hit Yanxu Naha A punch from Tian Jedi.
The raging fire was covered with fists, lightning roared, shaking all the void, invisible power spread from all directions, except for the scattered energy inside, there was no sign of breaking.
The space here is solid, beyond imagination.
The fist burst into pieces, and twelve demon gods of different shapes were born, all of them stood up to the ground. In front of them, Shen Lian was as small as dust.
The power of countless violent demon gods vented down like the Milky Way down nine days.
A light sword chant came out, and the violent attack like a mountain whistling and a tsunami disappeared invisible in the sword chant. It is impossible to describe Shen Lian's ultimate swordsmanship in the world. Every stab swayed with such confidence, easily defeating his energy.
His body is long and jade, as if he does not eat the fireworks in the world, and he chuckles silently, seeming to ridicule the brute force of the Demon God in front of him.
Yanxu stepped into the middle of the demon god, and the twelve demon gods got into his body one by one, making his originally withered body become extremely majestic, with bulging muscles and knotted meridians, like countless black cords twisted together. .
And his face is actually handsome, like a marble sculpture, a straight body, taller than a javelin, a burly body, full of explosive power.
At this time, he is no longer the demon lord of the world, but has become a great demon king who can destroy the world, exuding an ancient and terrifying tyrannical aura, boundless, across the past and the present.
A scimitar is like an eyebrow, exquisite, and he holds it in his hand, forming a strange contrast, but it is also integrated, and no disharmony can be found.
Yan Xu still looked at Shen Lian calmly, looking down from a high level, and slowly said: "I will remember Shen Lian, the past, the mystery, and the novelty deep in my thinking. Everything."
Shen Lian Moutou, looking at the energetic and energetic world, one of the most outstanding figures in this world, the only demon master who can be his opponent in the world today.
However, there is no extra emotion in his heart. It seems that the next step is not a battle for enlightenment, but a casual conversation with people~IndoMTL.com~ He wants to smile gently, but his face is cold and indifferent. Ji Ran lingered, and a clear and faint voice floated out, "From now on, everything that evolves will be history."
Yanxu didn't comment, saying: "This knife is called "Hong Chen", also known as "all beings"."
Yanxu’s sword was out before he spoke. In Shen Lian’s eyes, the energy of the sword metamorphosed into countless tangible or intangible threads, enveloping the entire cave and forming a piece that cannot be struggling. The Skynet going out is careless and not leaking.
Because the source of the net is not only the sword of the imaginary, but also the grievances of sentient beings, the turmoil of the red dust, and Shen Lian's own magic barriers.
The power of this knife is definitely not as ruining the world, but it puts all the exquisite expositions of the magical method of the sky in a single knife.
In front of this knife, Shen Lian's proud and unmoved heart actually throbbed.
After all, it is the heart, how can I not move? Such a thought flashed in Shen Lian's heart. The whole life of this thought means that he has been attacked by his own demon barrier, and his icy Taoist heart has shaken.
His heart is rushing~ the exquisiteness of "Shangqing Lingbao naturally locks the heart and calms the soul", but it stops abruptly.
The big net wraps the sinking inch by inch, letting the light of his life wear away a little bit. Every time his heart throbs, it is cut by the wire. There is no pain, only the gradual decline and the fear that magnifies countless times.
The countless wire meshes wrapped Shen Lian, forming a huge black cocoon, making it difficult for Shen Lian to even swing his sword.
Hong Chen is suffering and boundless beings are the source of the black cocoon's power. After being defeated by the resolute Taoism, it is suppressed by abrupt life and cannot resist at all.
Unless he surrenders his throbbing heart, from the interference of the suffering and the boundless sentient beings, he locks his heart and calms his mind again.
(To be continued.)
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