The Great Tao Chronicle

"It's a pity that such a strong physique will be buried today."

In the heavy rain, Taoist Juechen was peaceful.

The person who came was the most tyrannical person he had ever seen in his life, his physique and vitality far surpassed that of seeing God.

But he didn't seem to feel the sense of seeking good luck and avoiding evil, so that he fell to the ground and was seriously injured.

Although they were enemies and not friends, he still felt a little pity in his heart.

But it's just a pity.

If he really had the ability to sense danger and avoid danger, everyone today would surely die.

However, he couldn't help but feel a little wary of Yinglong in his heart.

Today's situation is almost all created by the artificial intelligence "Yinglong" located in Xuanjing.

The mysterious man's reaction and action when he fell into the trap, including his lack of the ability to avoid danger when he saw the gods and warriors.

All of them were calculated by Ying Long from those few videos.

The thought just flashed by, and he was about to go forward when he suddenly heard a mournful, mournful sound like the cry of an ape and an eagle piercing the sky!

"what!!"

Tong Zhengyang shouted in the sky, infinite sadness in his heart.

At this moment, all the pain in the flesh added together is far less than the pain in Tong Zhengyang's heart.

For the sake of Wang Quanjian, he has been dormant for many years, humiliated by others, and committed suicide. After that, he was hunted down by the world, and he was seriously injured and dying several times.

What is the cost?

Are you going to leave me?

How dare you leave me? !

"This is?"

Daoist Juechen's eyes brightened slightly, and the warning signs in his heart suddenly plummeted.

If it is said that he was invited to come overnight, the warning signs in his heart are like a storm on the ocean. At this time, there are still warning signs in his heart, but the river is flowing. Although there is still a crisis, it is no longer as close as before. idea!

He didn't know what was going on, but it was definitely a good opportunity.

He was born in the military, and there are no taboos in killing. He never sticks to anything. He will never let go of the opportunity.

With a thought, Daoist Juechen has already rushed into the rain curtain like an arrow from the string.

His footsteps were extremely fast, and when he stepped forward, even the raindrops that were rushing towards him were knocked away.

bang bang

In the stormy night, the thunder was loud, and Daoist Juechen stepped forward, the wind bursting all over his body, his momentum was majestic, and his steps were like a mountain!

Go straight to Tongzhengyang!

"My sword of kingship!"

Tong Zhengyang shouted angrily, stopped for a long time, glanced coldly at the Gao Daoist who stepped over, and turned to chase Wang Quanjian.

Wang Quanjian is invisible and intangible. It is neither iron nor qi and not god. At this time, there is his blood aura on it, and there is still hope to catch up. If he waits until the aura disappears, even if he destroys the whole world, it is impossible to find Wang Quanjian. !

At this moment, the broken arm, the burning pain, the anger of being ambushed, and the killing intent were all thrown aside by him.

A thought filled his mind:

"Find the King Power Sword!"

Under the pouring rain, An Qisheng, who was lying in the mud, seemed unaware, and seemed to be sleeping very sweetly.

In the dream, he was feeling the state of Tong Zhengyang.

"What is this sharpness?"

An Qisheng was secretly surprised.

This sharp energy is not just sharp energy, in his perception, he can even detect its divine will.

That is an unparalleled divine will that slays the world, grasps yin and yang, and slays all gods and ghosts in the world.

With just a slight sense, he seemed to see the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds, an old man in a robe lifted his sword lightly, and stars fell in the void outside the sky.

Heaven and man slash the stars with one sword!

buzz~

With the spread of perception, An Qisheng seemed to have bursts of light whispers in his heart, and this feeling seemed to be a child whispering in his ear.

Makes people happy.

"What is this? Is there something in Tong Zhengyang's body that is acting like a spoiled child to me?"

When he came back to his senses, An Qisheng was a little confused.

His perception spread over, and he could feel the sharp energy, but he couldn't find where it came from.

Tong Zhengyang's arm, meridian, blood vessels, flesh and blood are messy, but there seems to be nothing else in it.

"Where, where"

An Qisheng muttered to himself in his heart.

Faintly, he felt that the source of this sharp energy was extremely important to him. Perhaps, this was the weakness of Tong Zhengyang?

Just, where is it?

A lot of thoughts ran through my mind, but for a while there was no clue.

boom!

At a certain moment, An Qisheng only felt a chill between his brows, and then he felt a huge shock in his heart.

It is as if there is a copper bell ringing in my mind, and there is a thunderbolt in my heart!

An endless stream of cool light flooded his spiritual sea, blending in incomparably harmoniously with his spiritual power.

Blend of water and milk

An unprecedented satisfaction filled his heart, like lying on a rocking chair in the sun after a full meal, like lying on the lawn watching the sunset on a cool spring evening, like a long-sick person suddenly recovering, a blind person suddenly seeing bright.

An indescribable feeling was brewing in my heart.

"How is this going"

An Qisheng changed his mind.

In a trance, he only felt that his spirit suddenly boiled, and he flew up from Tong Zhengyang's body.

Then, the pit, the free port, the river at dusk, the sky, the sunset

He only felt that his spirit was flying higher and higher, and his mind seemed to be flying to the highest place in the distant nine heavens.

boo~

With the sound as if the bubbles were punctured, An Qisheng slowly came back to his senses:

"This is, that barrier that prevents me from going back? I broke through it so silently? What is the streamer that entered my spirit?"

He looked around, and as far as he could see, there was no sky, no earth, no sun, no moon, no stars, and no universe.

There is only an endlessly twisted bizarre appearance!

What is this place? !

Huhuhu~

Under the pouring rain, the wind and thunder whistled, and the air flow was hurricane.

Serious injuries, broken arms, and extensive burns did not seem to affect the speed of Zhengyang Tong.

He almost forgot everything, and chased the King Quanjian faster and faster.

He could feel that the breath he left on the King Power Sword was gradually disappearing.

"this man"

Daoist Juechen frowned, took a deep breath, his already burly body became more burly, he vomited violently, and chased away.

If he missed today and escaped, and wanted to ambush in the future, it would not be so easy to achieve today's effect.

In the rain in the distance, Qinglong's complexion changed, and before he could make a sound, he chased away with a miniature nuclear warhead on his back.

Today's situation is the final result of the hundreds of thousands of plans calculated by "Ying Long" after knowing where the mysterious person will go.

Just like that, they couldn't be killed.

If he escaped, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Sword of King Power, Sword of King Power"

Tong Zhengyang's eyes were locked on the front, and he ran away.

Gradually, the surrounding scenery became familiar.

From a distance, he had already seen the gloomy mountain forest in the heavy rain. Although he couldn't see it, the figure of An Qisheng lying in the muddy water at the edge of the mountain forest suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Why did Wang Quanjian come here?"

Looking at the faint red light passing through the rain screen, Tong Zhengyang's heart trembled, and an incredible thought emerged in his mind.

"No, it's impossible! How is it possible!"

Tong Zhengyang roared in his heart, and his feet exploded.

The already extremely fast speed increased again, and an invisible barrier was broken by him.

The sound waves rolled like thunder.

In an instant, he had broken through the sound barrier with a serious injury!

He didn't care any more while the large pieces were scorched and browned, and the bruised flesh cut by Wang Quan's sword was blown down by the hurricane airflow.

Thousands of meters pass in ten seconds.

Tong Zhengyang stepped out in one step, as if struck by thunder, his already hairless scorched black face was distorted.

In his sight, the red light finally disappeared before the forest.

That invisible sword light shook his last breath from here, and with a completely clean posture, it submerged into the sleepy An Qisheng lying in the muddy water between the eyebrows!

The last drop of his blood fell on the boy's eyebrows, and was washed away by the heavy rain.

"how is this possible?!!"

Tong Zhengyang's eye canthus burst, the corner of his eye almost splashed into the heavy rain, and he almost fainted on the ground.

That Wang Quanjian actually recognized this otherworldly kid as the master? !

He knew that with the sharpness of the sword of kingship, there was nothing in this world that could resist, and the flesh was even more impossible.

The sword of kingship pierced through the eyebrows, but it never hurt him. This is clearly the scene of the legend of recognizing the master!

According to legend, there is a "god" in Wangquan Jian, and the seven sons of Wangquan in all dynasties were formed by choosing the master of Wangquan Jian.

He originally thought that this was just a lie fabricated by Wang Quandao for the sake of the myth's own inheritance, but the scene at this time completely subverted his concept.

"How, how is it possible"

Tong Zhengyang staggered, almost fell to the ground, his eyes couldn't stop turning black.

He only felt that all his beliefs had been defeated.

What is this, lurking for decades, chasing after life and death, living in this place of absolute spirit, just to give people treasures?

What are you kidding?

What a joke!

Tong Zhengyang's eyes turned red as if he was about to drip blood, and the killing intent in his heart rose endlessly.

"die!!"

The endless killing intent was vented in his mouth, and the cold sound wave seemed to freeze the torrential rain.

Between heaven and earth, the sound of thunder and rain and footsteps were all covered up by this sound filled with endless killing intent!

"Ok?"

In the distance, Daoist Juechen heard the roar, and looked away, only to see that in the pouring rain, the Tong Zhengyang was wrapped in wind and thunder.

Straight to the edge of the mountain forest, a figure lying in the muddy water.

"He's crazy?"

Daoist Juechen was almost stunned.

He fought back in such a big way just to kill the hostages? ?

"die!"

Tong Zhengyang spanned hundreds of meters, and the remaining arm shattered the airflow, separated dozens of meters, and punched An Qisheng who was sleeping.

Before the fist arrives, the wind has arrived.

The hurricane airflow blew away the rain curtain of dozens of meters, and he was about to kill An Qisheng with one punch.

"what?"

Suddenly, Tong Zhengyang was shocked.

Just when his fist was approaching ten meters, An Qisheng who was sleeping suddenly turned over and sat up.

Closed eyes slowly opened.

vicissitudes, deep, far-reaching

"how come"

There were huge waves in Tong Zhengyang's heart.

When he woke up, he seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes and experienced endless vicissitudes of life!

Suddenly, the vicissitudes in those eyes receded, and the confusion disappeared.

Immediately, the white palm lifted gently, and the slender five fingers passed through the layers of rain curtains, catching his fist firmly.

"Thanks for your hard work"

Then, Tong Zhengyang heard a strange word.

Thanks for your hard work?

who worked hard