Leisurely cultivating life

This supernatural power was passed down from the former ancestor Xuankong, half of which was derived from clean energy, and the other half was transformed from turbid energy. The opposite of yin and yang is very extraordinary.

It's just that compared to the profound phase generated by the transformation of turbid air, the profound phase breath derived from clean energy is three points weaker.

It can be seen that this supernatural power has not yet been accomplished.

The man's big sleeves are swaying, and the river of secluded water is mighty and deep under his feet, with no bottom to be seen and unstoppable.

On top of it, thunder floats up and down, huffing and puffing all the time, its power is unparalleled.

Thick, carrying, deep, good fortune.

The astonishing air blows towards the face, shakes time and space, fills the inside and outside, and makes people's brows gloomy.

In the formation, Zuo Yuan let out a clear whistle.

A Taoist stepped out, holding a dust whisk in his hand, Qingyun half an acre above the Tianmen Gate, and the sky was full of clouds.

There is a boy who is stepping on a lotus flower, his eyes are clear, and there is a sense of innocence and curiosity in his heart.

There is a girl with a hanging bun, a colorful dress and a long skirt, a little red lips, white and creamy skin, and willow-leaf curved eyebrows.

Or an old man with white hair and a childlike face, leaning on a cane with a dragon head and a bell hanging on it, with mysterious sounds lingering, clear and remote.

The mysterious phases transformed by the twelve clear qi and the twelve turbid qi occupy their respective positions and exert their power simultaneously.

The entire formation is full of profound energy, rising upwards, like the brilliance of the sun and the moon, illuminating the universe.

Then, with a bang, everything disappeared.

Instead, it is a color of chaos.

Looking carefully, in the chaos, there is Yin and Yang intertwined, converging into a shape of a sharp sword without a handle. When the blade is opened, it cuts at the man.

In the eyes of the man, the twelve clear and twelve turbid qi belong to yin and yang, and now they are integrated together.

A force that cannot be ignored erupted, and there was a faint trend of yin and yang dividing chaos.

The most shocking thing about sword cutting is not its invincibility, but its general momentum.

The world is chaotic, Yin and Yang are divided.

The trend of the times cannot be rejected or resisted, and it keeps coming.

At the same time, Zhu Gong is not idle.

Silently practicing profound arts, stealing the sky and changing the sun, the magic method is empty.

Under the traction of the heavenly secret, the heaven and earth are turned upside down.

At this moment, the man suddenly felt that his perception of the sword's edge had become much weaker, as if it was about to disappear gradually, and his eyes could not help but move slightly.

Seeing the sharp edge of the sword slashing towards him, the man's body turned completely into a river of quiet water.

From it, fine and dense seal characters burst out, inside, the sun, moon and stars are ups and downs, thunderstorms, turbulent and agitated.

greeted.

The two forces collided, and the aftermath spread, like the end of a thousand years.

"Change!"

Seeing that he couldn't take one move, Zuo Yuan had a thought, and the twelve turbid qi transformed into Xuan Xiang roared up to the sky, and shook his body.

Suddenly, thunder and lightning, flames and thunderbolts, destruction and death... came one after another.

At the same time, the other twelve profound figures derived from pure qi were not idle, either pinched the formula, or sacrificed supernatural powers, or hit the crystal jade ruyi, or circled the wooden fish, with a sound, or ringing or resting, Dao sound is ethereal...

In an instant, above the starry sky, the golden light soared into the sky, the precious energy soared into the sky, and various halos intertwined, collided, and evolved.

It makes the whole starry sky become colorful, colorful and very eye-catching.

Seeing this scene, the man just pointed his finger indifferently.

Immediately, the river of Youshui rolled forward, and the sound of gurgling gurgled one after another, arousing ideas from all directions.

Thunder flames clustered thousands of feet, soaring upwards, like a precious lamp, shining in all directions.

And in the center of Lei Yan, there is a six zhang high, simple and deep door, with only one door knocker hanging down.

Shining thunder, crystal clear.

Boom! ! !

As soon as the Zhangliu Gate came out, the heaven and the earth stirred up.

The door knocker hanging on it jingled and fell naturally.

Then it swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and rolled in a flash, revealing a dark blue color.

Thin and dense thunderbolts emerged from it, exploding violently, and an astonishing confinement force gushed out.

The door knocker swayed, giving birth to a terrifying confinement force.

Immediately, the twelve turbid qi-derived mysteries and the twelve clear qi-derived mystic signs, as well as magical powers and magic weapons, seemed to stand still all of a sudden.

From the magnificent dynamic picture, it suddenly became a static picture.

"This knocker..."

Zhu Gong suddenly raised his head, watching the door knocker keep turning.

Such a magic weapon, even if he had seen it before, was the top among magic weapons of the same level.

If it was in the past, facing this kind of fellow with a profound background and a heavy treasure to protect him.

He naturally avoided it and didn't fight with it.

It's just that he is now with Xuankong Palace, but he can't just sit idly by.

With the thoughts together, Zhu Gong took a deep breath, the power was running, and the spirit was shining.

Boom~~~

The entire starry sky seemed to be shaken suddenly, and the shining stars were ups and downs, and the ubiquitous imprisoning force was killing each other.

The man sneered, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he said in a voice like iron, "How can I, a member of Yuxu Sect, be so calculating."

The man's voice came down, like nine days of thunder, exploding with a bang.