The Great Tao Chronicle

God whip!

Half a year of meditation, half a year of grooming, seven days and seven nights of life and death.

Finally, in the midst of all kinds of martial arts, he summed up another style of Sanshou since 'Nantianmen', 'Zhanxiantai' and 'Bagua Furnace'!

Start at Nantianmen, and then send out Xiantai, which can turn into a gossip furnace and become a divine whip!

Beating people also beats gods, killing people also kills immortals!

With one whipping, An Qisheng's mind is also infinitely high, and he is in a trance like the God King sitting cross-legged in the Nine Heavens, beating the God of Disobedience!

boom!

This whip, like a nine-day divine dragon pounced down, like an ancient **** who pulled a mountain as a pillar and slapped down!

Under the unparalleled power, Pang Wanyang only felt that his bones, flesh, qi, and even the 'god' were all smashed and exploded!

In a trance, he seemed to see his own life.

The rich and joyful life of childhood, the despair and pain of being cut off by the teacher's "vulgarity", the persistence of struggling to survive in the Demon Sect, the soundness of killing the brothers and sisters, the joy and joy of challenging careers for 20 years,

To meet the beauty of each other, the heart of the beauty who passed away is ashes, the joy of challenging the heroes is unparalleled, the pride of being the first in the world, the invincible loneliness in the world, the loneliness of sitting alone on the top of the mountain for decades...

All the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys he had experienced in his life exploded in his mind like lightning and flint.

In a trance, it turned into a chanting from the heart:

"It's not my wish to fight for hegemony in the world. It's not my intention to be rich and rich. Love, hate, hatred, and hatred are not my heart.... Only the way is not easy, only the ideal does not change, only I am the only one!"

When you think about it, there will be a change.

This change is unclear and unclear. It does not originate between the heavens and the earth, nor is it in the flesh, but in the mind.

The mind seems to have emerged from the shell of its own body, comprehending an elusive energy in the heaven and earth.

That is, the spirit of heaven and man!

A trace of enlightenment, moved to fill the mind.

saw.

People's Road that day!

Unprecedented emotion emerged in his heart, and Pang Wanyang's dry heart was like being irrigated by a fairy spring, rippling with unprecedented vitality.

"Unfortunately, I can't touch..."

In the comprehension, Pang Wanyang sighed again.

He could see it, but it didn't mean he could touch it. He could clearly see the aura of the sky, but he was so short of it that he couldn't really touch it.

This is not caused by Daoist Wang Quan, but he himself is still a line, still a line......

Until now, he didn't know, the unknown line.

"Royal Daoist!"

The moment the divine whip struck down, Pang Wanyang let out a long howl:

"My heart, my martial arts, and everything I have, I will give you all, I want you to go to the gate of heaven, take a look at the scenery behind the gate of heaven, and take a look at all the heavenly beings from the past dynasties.

What about me, Pang Wanyang? ! "

With a long howl, Pang Wanyang blasted out, suddenly lost all his strength, and fell down powerless.

At this last moment, this Unparalleled Demon Venerable gave up his all-out punch that burned everything and was enough to drag any enemy to death!

As long as the Tao reaches the heavens and the human beings, what does it matter if the final achievement is not oneself?

Without any words, his mind, his martial arts, his thoughts, his thoughts have been thoroughly understood by An Qisheng.

There was a ripple in his eyes, and An Qisheng's horizontal whip had hit Pang Wanyang's head heavily.

hum~

Unlike anyone imagined.

When the whip hand, which was enough to smash the city wall and the mountains to pieces, hit Pang Wanyang's head, there was a huge humming sound like a copper bell being struck.

boom!

Pang Wanyang was shocked.

I just felt an incomparably tyrannical will with an irresistible will, as if in his broken mind!

That divine will, like thunder, like flames, like Tianhe, like the earth, in the end, it turned into a black and white flow, a Taiji map containing endless Taoism!

That is the change of yin and yang, that is the law of Tai Chi!

Boom!

The Tai Chi map burst into pieces, as if it had turned into a flaming fire of Dao Yun, which burst forth.

In an instant, the change rose sharply.

Ben Pang Wanyang only felt that his own climb to the extreme, the divine will that was impossible to climb, made a final leap under the lateral push of this Dao Yun!

Finally, the mind grasped the qi in the dark.

Finally, I got a glimpse of the Avenue of Heaven and Man!

At the last moment, he heard a voice as flat as water:

"I accept your martial arts of your heart. As for Tianmen, you should go by yourself!"

you......

Finally, he took a deep look at him with a calm expression. In such a battle, the Taoist whose eyes were still as deep as water, all his thoughts came to silence.

An Qisheng's expression was as calm as before, his downed arms slowly loosened, and his eyes fell.

Pang Wanyang's body turned into a complete fly ash.

It was smaller than dust, and it completely disintegrated, without even a trace of it remaining.

So far, Pang Wanyang, the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons, who has been the number one person in the world for decades and is known as the number one person in the Demon Sect, has fallen like a meteor.

Like a meteor, it pierced the sky, pierced through the dark clouds, and disappeared behind the long sky.

In a trance, many masters of divine veins who were staring at this battle seemed to have heard a wonderful fairy tune played by the sky, and saw the sky above the thunder cloud, and the depths of the boundless sky.

That fleeting door.

So, is Tianmen?

Pang Wanyang, did you succeed?

Or is it all an illusion?

In an instant, even if the people watching the battle were the greatest masters in the world, he couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, and he was a little unsure.

What happened at the last moment?

They thought about it in their minds, and in the end, they still looked into the sky.

Above the dissipated wind and sand, under the dark clouds that were pierced by the holes, a stream of golden light shrouded, and Taoists in tattered clothes stood there.

Between heaven and earth, Taoists are independent.

Back and forth, up and down, the wind and clouds are scattered, and when I look at it for a while, it looks like a god.

"Invincible..."

Yan Kuangtu muttered to himself, and said this for the second time.

The last time, at the top of Wangquan Mountain, when he saw An Qisheng survive the thunder calamity and achieve Taiji to unify Yin and Yang, he had already predicted that he would be truly invincible in the future.

But he did not expect that this day would come so fast that no one was prepared, and he was a little caught off guard.

But no matter what he thought, An Qisheng, who had justly defeated Pang Wanyang, was truly invincible.

"I don't know the future, there is still a battle that can't be compared with today..."

Real Man Baiyue felt something and sighed involuntarily.

It seems that he miscalculated.

What he predicted, the scene that will make the world's martial arts wither, does not seem to have happened...

Or, was it not Pang Wanyang who caused the catastrophe in the martial arts?

It's just that with this person in the world, what kind of devil is there in the world, who can set off such an earth-shattering catastrophe in his own divination?

"Good, good..."

The Wheel King folded his hands together and let out an inexplicable sigh.

The whole person has disappeared into the wind and sand, and the voice has not fallen, and has completely disappeared.

"Kingdom Daoist......"

Mu Qingfeng looked at his palm in a loss, and his slender fingers trembled involuntarily:

"The way of Tai Chi..."

"good!"

A hundred miles away, in the yellow sand of the vast sea, Wang Jianglong couldn't help but scream.

He has no distractions.

Simply excited for the last collision between the two unparalleled figures.

Whether it's Pang Wanyang's last punch to annihilate all beings, or Wang Quan Daoist's whipping hand like the nine-day **** king wielding the gods to beat the gods, in his eyes, they are all incomparably exquisite, and they are wonderful and refreshing to look at. means.

Involuntarily, he formed a wine gourd around his waist and drank it in big gulps. In such a big battle, he should drink and drink!

Everywhere in the vast sea, the other masters of divine veins who saw this battle also reacted differently, and their moods were difficult to calm.

woohoo~~~

In the sky, An Qi stood upright, his ragged robes raised in the air.

Since he came to Jiufujie, this battle was the most difficult battle he had ever experienced.

Pang Wanyang's will, determination, and martial arts are all top-notch in the past and present, and he has followed the trend of being number one in the world for decades. The last punch is a means that can really hit him hard and even kill him.

At the same time, he is also a true seeker.

Good and evil aside, this is a true Taoist friend.

pity.......

He shook his head slightly, and clenched his fingers in the air.

pat~

A whole body of dark gold, like the color of human skin, fell into his palm.

This is Pang Wanyang's magic weapon.

The small glove weighs thousands of pounds, and its materials and materials are all top-notch in the world, and it also contains Pang Wanyang's lifelong boxing intent and martial arts.

Anyone who gets it will definitely have the potential to become a god.

If it is compatible with Pang Wanyang, it is not impossible to even achieve his previous achievements.

huh~

With a slight movement of his figure, he had already cut through the sky.

In the wind and sand, Wang Jianglong, Mu Qingfeng, Baiyue Zhenren, Yan Kuangtu and others all jumped into the air and chased after him.

The final mystery of this battle, no **** can not be moved.

Why did Pang Wanyang clearly fall, but he had the illusion that the gate of heaven was wide open.

........

The Hanlong Oasis has long been calm.

The proprietress brought a group of clerks to clean up the traces of the sandstorm. Although the big storm seven days ago did not bury the Hanlong Inn, it left a mess. Hundreds of people cleaned it up for seven days.

Just sorted it out.

"I'm exhausted old lady..."

The proprietress was lying on the rocking chair~www.wuxiaspot.com~ kneading her sore hands and feet, gnashing her teeth in her heart.

That group of people smashed her roof, and the sandstorm directly flooded a whole floor!

A floor of sand!

Almost made her **** off.

"Fortunately, this group of plague gods finally left..."

She let out a long sigh, raised her teacup, and lamented in her heart that she only thought she was unlucky.

Suddenly, her body trembled, and the teacup she held up fell to the ground with a 'slap', breaking into eight pieces crisply.

"You...you..."

Her hands and feet trembled, and her voice trembled.

I saw not far away, a few people fell from the sky in a hurry, and the first one was turned into ashes and into mud, and she would never forget it.

Daoist King!