The Great Tao Chronicle

Heavenly Man's Breathing Technique.

Back in Xuanxing, all the martial arts rooted in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth lost their meaning, but this technique of looking at heaven and man created by Huang Fu was not affected.

Heavenly Man's Breathing Technique.

The root is not the amount of true qi, nor the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, but the emphasis on seeing the general trend with subtleties, and calculating the sky with human beings.

In the world of life, every move will trigger a chain reaction.

The same is true of heaven and earth, and the changes of heaven and earth reflect the changes of people.

The small can see the big, the small can see the world, and the sky can see the person, and the general situation can be used to calculate the individual.

At this moment, in An Qisheng's eyes.

In the distant snow-capped mountains, where the source of the grievance is, there are waves together with his eyes.

At the bottom of the dark snow-capped abyss, the red light flashed for a moment.

One after another corpses fell from the sky, making an uninterrupted muffled sound, and then, they were sucked out of the essence and resentment, the despair between life and death.

The creaking moan sounded again, and a pair of red eyes could be seen in the raised coffin board.

wow~

As the coffin board was lifted inch by inch, the countless talismans pasted on it moved without wind, emitting a dim golden light.

Above the red coffin, a line of ink buckets glowed with light, and they were deeply drawn into the coffin, and faintly, a drop of scarlet blood could be seen flowing out.

"Lao Tianshi, you are an ordinary person after all, and your talisman can't last forever! Your power is disappearing. It turns out that your power is not eternal."

With a low snort, the coffin board slowly fell again until it was tightly seamed:

"Interesting, in such a world, is there anyone who can detect my existence?"

In the Xiya Mountains, An Qisheng walked side by side with Daoist Juechen.

The two of them moved extremely fast, and they didn't know how their bodies moved. It seemed that they could swept more than a hundred meters with just a little light on their feet. What kind of rocks and deep streams were like walking on the ground, they couldn't stop the two of them in the slightest.

Ordinary people may not be able to capture the movements of the two if they look at it casually.

In ancient times, this was an immortal art, a miracle, and when ordinary people saw it, they would pay homage to it, thinking that they could see the immortal.

Walking and walking, Daoist Juechen couldn't help but have a thoughtful thought, the speed slowly accelerated, and there was a sound.

But what surprised him a little was that no matter how he improved his speed, An Qisheng always walked side by side with him, not more than half a point, not half an inch behind.

When the people paced, they seemed to be perfectly integrated with the magnetic field of heaven and earth, as if heaven and man descended into the world, without the slightest fireworks.

‘What kind of adventure can make such an earth-shaking change in a person’s realm? ’

In the end, Daoist Juechen also put out his thoughts.

I only felt that I was not comparing myself with An Qisheng, but compared with the sages of the past and the present. This seemingly ordinary boy reminded him of four words inadvertently.

Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

An Qisheng was naturally aware of Daoist Juechen's thoughts, but he was not surprised that it was inevitable for warriors to win.

It's just that he can't compare with Daoist Juechen.

If he didn't have a long time in the floating world, how could he not catch up with the practitioners of Juechen Daoist for ten years.

But what is the great opportunity to travel between the two worlds?

He traverses a world, inherits the way of the predecessors, and creates a sect that has not declined for three thousand years. How huge is the harvest?

Huhu~

Between the whistling air.

Daoist Juechen suddenly moved sideways, and a hundred meters away, a jumping zombie roared halfway before being punched on the neck by him.

A click.

The zombie's head was folded back ninety degrees and fell into the forest along with its body.

"Only part of the instinct, it really is the walking dead."

Daoist Juechen walked backwards, with big sleeves fluttering, chasing after An Qisheng.

The physique of this zombie is not weaker than that of Dan, and its simple defense is even better than that of Dan, but it only has the remaining instincts of ordinary people, not to mention him.

A martial artist who has experienced the change of light and darkness can kill him.

What ordinary people can't deal with is a terrifying existence like the previous female zombies, who are invulnerable to guns and bullets.

After all, at that point, no matter how good the skills are, there is no point.

"The land of absolute spirituality is not without its benefits."

Yu Guang swept this scene, An Qisheng thought in his heart.

Xuanxing does not have any spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the soil where evil exists. These zombies lack the necessary energy. They are like dehydrated fish, and their threat level plummets.

If you change to a world with resentment and bad luck.

Daoist Juechen wants to kill him, but it is not a matter of one punch.

Of course, if heaven and earth have spiritual energy, a person like Daoist Juechen who can achieve such achievements in the land of absolute spirituality will have an improvement ten times and a hundred times greater than that of this zombie.

Not even a single punch.

From this, it can be calculated that the zombie king Zhu Shang, who is ten million times stronger than these zombies, will only be more affected.

With a body like a mountain like a mountain, the power consumed by a sneeze is enough to exhaust thousands of people to death.

Huhu~

The two of them were speechless all the way, and ran forward. Except for killing all the zombies they encountered on the road, they didn't have any intention of delaying.

Soon, the mountains turned into hills, and then the vegetation disappeared and the temperature became cold.

Soon, the sky had already dimmed, and the afterglow of the sunset fell on the sky where there was no trace of green.

As far as the eye can see, it is full of white snow, and a zombie jumping between the snow-capped mountains also comes into view.

From a distance, one can already see the tornadoes formed under the huge pressure caused by the sudden disappearance of Mu Feng due to the collision of the hot and cold air, as well as the rolling clouds.

And the place where Mu Feng used to be, the current storm whirlpool.

At this point, the distance to the destination is less than 20 kilometers. At their speed, they can reach it in three minutes by running with all their strength.

Therefore, the evil aura here has also become stronger.

Faintly, the evil whispers of 'woo woo' came from the ears of the two.

call!

Daoist Juechen stopped slowly, and a hot white gas like water boiled out from his mouth.

The condensed airflow shot out more than ten meters in the cold sky.

slap~

He casually flicked a pill the size of a longan.

An Qisheng stretched out his hand to take it, and stuffed it into his mouth without even looking at it, his throat wriggling, and it fell into his stomach.

The status of Daoist Juechen is quite high, and the Daxuan military has disciples. Bigu Pill is naturally the top one, which is enough to support the Great Pill that is consumed by the battle of seeing God.

Stomach peristalsis, a stream of heat has spread to the limbs.

"Little friend An is really stamina."

Daoist Juechen glanced at An Qisheng who looked as usual, and couldn't help but be amazed.

Seeing that God's physical strength is not endless, he has been running for a long time in the mountains and forests, even he has to take a breath. An Qisheng's physical strength is obviously not as good as his, but he looks normal.

"It's just a few tips, it's worthless to say it, the Taoist priest is interested, and we can discuss one or two later."

An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly:

"At this moment, it's time to move hands and feet!"

Daoist Juechen also moved in his heart.

Then, between the snow-capped mountains, there was a shrill howl that sounded like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.

Roar

The sound waves roared, the snow waves rolled, and the silhouettes jumped high, and slammed down like cannonballs, rushing towards the two of them from all directions!

Thousands of zombies poured in, and the momentum was huge for a while.

If it weren't for the fact that there have been many avalanches between the mountains since January, and the snow on the mountains is already thin, this one will trigger continuous avalanches.

But even so, there are snow waves rolling down the top of the mountain, with a tendency to overwhelm the mountain and slap down the mountain!

"Looking at the source, it's a little urgent."

Thousands of zombies rumbled, and their momentum was enormous, but Daoist Juechen laughed.

The strength of these zombies is far stronger than the outer ones. Although there is no red eye like the female zombie, there are quite a few.

Even a regular army, encountering such a wave of corpses in the mountains and forests, most of them will be wiped out.

When the two see God, it is naturally impossible to kill them.

But, why bother with it?

When they find the zombie king, there will naturally be a nuclear bomb to teach them how to be human!

With their means, they are naturally not afraid of siege.

"Huh~"

An Qisheng let out a chuckle, and in his eyes, a trace of desolation slowly dissipated.

Between the opening and closing of the eyes, the scene in the snow cave has been faintly outlined.

After traveling in the world for a long time, what he can dream of is not limited to people, animals, plants, and even all objects in the world that can leave a deep imprint.

For example, this majestic mountain towering above the plateau, the Himalayas!

On this journey, he passed through the Himalayas and peeped into the blood-red coffin in the abyss.

Naturally, I also saw the scene where he struggled, trying to push the lid of the coffin, but couldn't.

The zombie king seems to be trying to gain some kind of power by devouring these transformed zombies to fight against the coffin that sealed it.

That being the case

"Little friend An, avoid the edge for a while?"

Daoist Juechen said, his eyes condensed.

But I saw An Qisheng striding forward, and suddenly it was hundreds of meters, and at the same time, a long whistling sounded:

"Wait a minute, Taoist priest, until I send these walking corpses away!"

Boom!

A long howl was actually louder than the howls of thousands of zombies.

In an instant, An Qisheng's aura became extremely masculine, and the surrounding snow melted into snow water, as if a round of sun had descended between the snow-capped mountains, and his qi and blood were instantly transported to the limit!

The whole body seems to swell up and become burly.

"An Xiaoyou is this?"

Daoist Juechen wanted to stop ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and his heart was shocked.

I saw that as An Qisheng stepped, howled, and swung his arms, an endless stream of sharp energy roared up from his body, like a heavenly sword piercing through the ubiquitous airflow, rising to a very high place!

This little friend An's aura suddenly became stronger.

It's heart-pounding.

All of a sudden, he suddenly remembered that on the border line a month ago, the mysterious 'alien' suddenly killed An Qisheng like a madman.

It seems that at that time, the huge crisis that the mysterious man gave him instantly dropped to a freezing point.

It seems to have lost something extremely important.

Is it

Zheng~

A soft beep sounded.

Following that, the sword light was like a prison and a sea, pouring out into the four fields and sweeping all directions!