The Great Tao Chronicle

In the dark night, Zhao Changlin stood above the treetops with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering in the night wind.

His hearing was excellent, and he could hear the faint screams from the distant mountains.

Been in the mountains for a few days.

In the past few days, the Huayan Mountains have been in danger, and so many people have died.

For a time, many martial arts people were in a state of panic.

Under the big tree he had erected, more than a dozen corpses with hideous faces were scattered all over the place, filled with blood.

A group of disciples from Baiyue Mountain Villa and Extreme God Sect are carefully observing.

"Uncle Master! These corpses are thirteen scattered people from Nanling. They were all shot to death. The murderer is definitely a master! Nanling Zhao Da is also a person who has condensed the seed of true qi. He was shot without even blocking a shot. Kill on the spot."

Dongmen Ruo raised his head solemnly.

"You read it wrong."

Above the treetops, Zhao Changlin's expression was solemn: "Not one by one, but one shot to kill these thirteen people!"

"what?!"

Dongmenruo's expression changed.

Kill the Thirteen Sanctuaries of Nanling with one shot?

The other disciples also all changed their color.

Huhu~

The air roared in the forest.

In the distance, his sleeves fluttered, and Lan Da came in the night and landed on the treetops in front of everyone: "The Yonghemen coefficient was killed, and all twenty-nine people died in the mountains and forests. The killers were extremely skilled in martial arts. Excellent marksmanship

However, looking at the number of martial arts, there seems to be no traces of various schools, but the most common basic marksmanship, which is quite similar to the marksmanship in the military. "

"Is it really An Qisheng?"

In the forest, Zhao Yanyan couldn't help but speak.

She had seen An Qisheng fight with Huiguo and Mingtang, and she knew very well that An Qisheng's marksmanship was the most simple and unpretentious, without the slightest bells and whistles.

"He is actually the devil who slaughtered the martial arts people?!"

Dongmenruo's face was extremely ugly.

"This is not the time to discuss this."

Zhao Changlin said coldly:

"No matter who the murderer is, he can't be allowed to kill unscrupulously any more! East Gate, let the signal of my Extreme God Sect and let many martial arts people gather to us!"

"Yes!"

If Dongmen did not dare to neglect, he reached out and took out a letter arrow from his arms.

huh~

A long flame rose into the sky, and the fireworks bloomed a gorgeous trace in the sky.

"Everyone is waiting here, waiting here."

Lan Da stepped on his sleeves, jumped a few times above the treetops, and landed a hundred feet away.

Zhao Changlin also moved and retreated a hundred zhang.

The two stood far away, each looking around, waiting for the arrival of many martial artists.

Or, the arrival of the murderer.

"Anchison"

Hearing the faint screams echoing in the mountains and forests, Zhao Changlin's eyes turned cold.

They entered the mountain this time because they wanted to kill Xue Chaoyang first, but under such circumstances, they could only give up temporarily.

As the top sect of Dafeng, the Extreme God Sect naturally has its status.

In the mountains and forests, many people in the martial arts who were panicking saw its signal and rushed to it.

When the sky was about to dawn, hundreds of people had already gathered in the forest.

"Qingyang faction, Mo Fengtao!"

"Red Sun Valley, Qu Lu!"

"Biyunwu, Shao Xuesong!"

"Qingping Sword Sect, Zhu Chengze!"

"Qingyan Mansion"

"Thank you Zhao Daxia, Mr. Lan Da!"

Hundreds of people bowed in unison and thanked them.

In the past few days, the Huayan Mountains had become an Asura Field, and when they saw the bodies of many masters, no one was not terrified.

"You are welcome."

Zhao Changlin flicked his sleeves slightly, and the invisible true energy swept across the audience.

At that moment, hundreds of people only felt that a gentle force of energy prevented them from bowing down. Although the energy was not strong, all of them did not resist, and stood up following this energy.

"Zhao Daxia's internal strength is getting deeper and deeper."

Many martial artists praised it.

"Everyone."

Zhao Changlin didn't care about everyone's promotion, and cupped his hands: "For several days, a demon has killed me and other people in the martial arts indiscriminately. I dare to ask everyone present, has anyone seen who the perpetrator is?"

His voice was calm, but it spread far away under the drumming of infuriating energy, and it rang in the ears of hundreds of people at the same time.

Everyone's hearts are all the same, and at the same time, they are more at ease.

Zhao Changlin was already well-established, and he was a well-known expert in the world. With him and Lan Da here, the pressure on everyone's hearts was greatly reduced.

"Master Zhao."

Among the crowd, someone made a voice and walked out of the crowd at the same time.

Everyone looked intently, but it turned out to be Mo Fengtao of the Qingyang faction, a master who had already cultivated the Seed of True Qi. Among the hundreds of people present, except for Zhao Changlin and Lan Da, he had the highest martial arts.

Even Dongmen Ruo and Zhao Yanyan were one step behind them.

"Did Mo Daxia have seen the perpetrator?"

Lan Da did not know when he had come to the crowd and asked.

"good."

Mo Fengtao nodded solemnly and said:

"The day before yesterday, I was walking with my junior and junior brothers in the mountains and forests when I heard screams, and immediately chased after them."

Mo Fengtao's complexion changed several times, telling the experience of that day.

"That man was burly, and he couldn't see his face with a cloak on his body. With one zhang and two cold iron spears, he swung it over ten zhang, and with one shot, the seven Dongshan brothers were killed on the spot! My junior brother and I knew when we saw this scene. It's not an opponent, and when I saw that person turn around, I hurriedly fled."

Mo Fengtao's face was a little ashamed, but everyone didn't take it seriously, and they said something to comfort them.

"In the panic, my junior brother and I scattered and fled, and I heard the screams of my junior brother from a distance."

Mo Fengtao looked sad:

"That person's martial arts are far superior to mine, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that even if he is not a congenital master of Qi, he is infinitely close to Qi Dacheng."

After condensing the seeds of true qi, it is necessary to condense the qi meridians in the body, such as the hand meridian, the foot meridian, the meridians of the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and nose, until the qi meridians are all over the body, and then the qi meridians are completed.

People in martial arts call it innate.

When the qi pulse is 10%, the human being is the same as the heaven and the earth, and the true qi is endless. Every move and style has the power to overwhelm the sea, and it can even fly for a short time.

"An Qisheng!"

Zhao Yanyan clenched the two knives in his palms, and said coldly, "The one that An Qisheng uses is the long spear!"

"Really this person?"

Lan Da's long eyebrows are upside down, his face is as cold as ice, and his heart is boiling with killing intent.

Zhao Yanyan, if Dongmen met him by chance, but he was tortured without even revealing his name, but he didn't want to, that person was such a wolf-hearted person!

Killing so many martial arts people is simply inferior to beasts!

"Unexpected"

Dongmen Ruo's face was cloudy and uncertain, the long sword behind him hummed and vibrated, and his mood was extremely uneasy.

"Then Demon An, no matter how insufferable it is, is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of Daxia Zhao and Mr. Lan Da."

Mo Fengtao suddenly fell to his knees and cupped his hands:

"Please two heroes to avenge the many innocent and tragic deaths of martial arts colleagues!"

"Please two heroes to avenge the many innocent and tragic deaths of martial arts colleagues!"

Other martial arts people also agreed, and the crowd was turbulent.

"Don't worry, everyone!"

Zhao Changlin stretched out his hand to help Mo Fengtao, and said loudly, "My Extreme God Sect and Baiyue Mountain Villa will uphold justice for you, and pay tribute to your innocent fellow martial artists with the blood of the devil!"

"It's getting brighter"

At this time, Lan Da spoke slowly, suppressing the noisy voices of the crowd:

"Overnight, the martial arts colleagues who have not yet arrived may be far away, or they may have been harmed by the devil! Therefore, I can't wait any longer!"

Lan Da looked around, looked at the embarrassed martial arts people, and said:

"We will go to the devil at this time and leave a mark along the way. If other fellows see it, they will come to find me and wait."

boom!

Before Lan Da's voice fell, the airflow suddenly exploded.

Zhao Changlin stepped out in one step, and the air waves were rolling and spreading, already spanning dozens of feet, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, he caught a corpse that broke through the air.

"court death!"

Lan Da snorted coldly and chased out almost at the same time.

"No need to chase!"

Lan Da was about to pursue, when Zhao Changlin suddenly stopped him.

"This is his gauntlet!"

Zhao Changlin slowly put the body down.

The corpse was thin and thin, and a blood hole above the eyebrows of the ugly face was flowing blood.

"That's Hero Shentu!"

Mo Fengtao and the others who were chasing after him suddenly changed their expressions and recognized the corpse.

Shen Tu Gang.

A very famous person in Fengzhou, he has been condensing his true qi for more than 20 years. According to legend, his condensed hands, feet, heart, eyes, ears, nose, nose, and many other meridians are only one step away from the innate realm of Qi Meridian.

At this time, he was also killed!

"War book?"

Lan Da flashed over, only to see a line of words full of boundless murder written on the naked chest of the corpse:

"On Tianyu Peak, this seat is waiting for you to come to die!"

Boom!

As the thunder rolled, the clear sky was occupied by dark clouds in an instant, and the heavy rain poured down and swept the world.

On the official road with extremely low visibility, a carriage could be seen slowly pushing through the mud and heading towards the Huayan Mountains, which were already visible in the distance.

In the carriage, Huang Fu lay quietly, his heart was ashes.

Not far from him, An Qisheng sat cross-legged to carry internal strength, while polishing his body, he was already dreaming.

After a long time, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes:

"air pulse"

During this period of time, he has been fighting against many masters he has seen in his dreams every day to hone his memory of tricks.

However, by this time, the harvest is already limited.

There are limits to dreaming.

When he dreamed of his past self, his cultivation level in the past would not rise, and he would not be able to get in touch with people he had never seen in reality.

Even if he was dreaming of himself when he was in Wudang Mountain at this time, he would never be able to fight against Mu Longcheng and Daoist Juechen with a physique of the dark energy level.

The realm is the realm, and the physique is the physique, which cannot be confused.

Therefore, the only people he could fight against were Ming Tang, Bian You, Bai Xian'er, Yun Dongliu, and a few others.

The understanding of Qi meridians is limited to Tongzhengyang, and it is impossible to fight against each other.

"Daoist?"

Huang Fu rolled over and sat up, his face showing a hint of sadness:

"If you really want to go to the Huayan Mountains, can you wait outside the mountain? I promise that you will never leave without authorization."

Huang Fu was very sad in his heart.

He naturally knows how dangerous the Huayan Mountains are at this time. Hundreds of thousands of martial arts masters and six-door masters fought in the Shura Field. If he was seriously injured, he could still survive?

Moreover, when Xue Chaoyang saw himself, what would he think, would he think that he had leaked the secret?

"What does Mr. Huang seem to know?"

An Qisheng cut off the distracting thoughts and glanced at Huang Fu lightly:

"Could it be that there is some danger in the Huayan Mountains at this time?"

"No no."

Huang Fu looked a little stiff and waved his hand:

"It's just that Huang is seriously injured, so he really can't be tired."

Although he does not agree with Xue Chaoyang's plan~www.wuxiaspot.com~, there is no reason to tell these things out, otherwise once it is leaked, even if he has his master, he will not be able to stand in the court.

An Qisheng smiled:

"Since Mr. Huang is unwilling to enter the mountain, then forget it."

The plan of the six doors, he already knew clearly through the dream of Huang Fu.

"real?"

Huang Fu was stunned, he didn't expect the old Taoist to suddenly become so talkative.

"Of course it's true."

An Qisheng smiled lightly.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and fainted Huang Fu, and then stretched out his palm, stunned Gui Xiaoer, who was driving the car.

Lead the carriage to a hidden place and place it properly.

Only one step out, in the heavy rain, towards the Huayan Mountains.