Tian Yuan

Emperor Changjue, Hunyuan Finger!

His method is powerful. He realized it when he was young. After he ascended the throne, he developed it to the ultimate realm.

When they sparred in Tianshu Tower, they were only at the same level, and they could not bring out their peak combat power. This time, sparring across time and space could make up for the regret.

"I have a finger, please teach me."

As he spoke, Chen Qingyuan mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body, pointed his finger, and faced the attack of Emperor Changjue head-on.

The method used by Chen Qingyuan is one of the five secrets of Qing Sect, the Taiqing Four Symbols Finger.

Although this method has been modified, it can only exert the energy of the Quasi-Emperor Realm at most. How can it collide with the Supreme Emperor Technique? If the world can understand it, it will definitely be shocked. Isn't this digging its own grave? It will definitely fail.

"Wow—"

The imperial patterns are interwoven throughout this territory, and the ancient and profound atmosphere of vicissitudes is like a wave rushing to all directions.

There were billions of mysterious lights flowing in the finger rays, and two different rules of finger forces collided. A "boom" sound like the roar of thunder was heard, and a terrifying scene of thousands of collapses appeared.

The sea of ​​fog in this world is surging and boiling.

Brilliant galaxies started from the Taoist temple, rushing in all directions and cutting through the endless sky, as if connecting the long river of time and outlining some scenes of Emperor Changjue's past.

The strange light bursting from the laws was too dazzling, and no one could see clearly what was happening inside the dojo.

Fortunately, there was a blockade of the dojo's barrier, otherwise no matter how far away everyone hid, they would not be able to withstand the impact of such residual power, and would be seriously injured if not killed.

"That's...the ancestor of our clan!"

An old ancestor of the ancient Guangyuan clan saw a phantom of history from the surging rules of time. He felt very familiar with it, his eyes were suddenly shocked, and he shouted.

Emperor Chang Jue was born in a mortal family, and was later accepted as a disciple by the mighty of Guangyuan Holy Land. After a long period of development, Guangyuan Holy Land became an immortal force, and it still exists today.

"The person who discussed Taoism with His Majesty was actually Emperor Chang Jue."

Everyone was staring at the direction of the dojo, but there was only white light there, and they couldn't see through it instinctively, so they were anxious.

"Your Majesty is proficient in many Taoist methods and has reached a realm that ordinary people cannot reach in their lifetime. Your talent is so high that it is rare throughout the ages, and it may even be the only one of its kind."

Only when one has a certain degree of understanding of the law of time can one set up a dojo that goes against the rules of time and space, and follow the footsteps of ancient strong men to discuss and exchange ideas.

Throughout the ages, if one can reach the top of a path and achieve something, he or she will become famous throughout the world and be remembered by future generations.

It is extremely rare to find someone like Chen Qingyuan who is proficient in all kinds of skills. It is difficult to find a second person in the world's cognition.

The turmoil in the laws gradually subsided, and everyone could finally see Chen Qingyuan's tall figure again.

Still standing on the top of the jade platform, he retreated half a step from where he was just now. However, his clothes were neat and he was not injured.

"how come?"

Everyone was shocked and in disbelief. They did not question Chen Qingyuan's strength, but they found it difficult to accept that Chen Qingyuan blocked the imperial law with secular means.

"Can Taiqing Four Symbols Finger do this?"

Wu Junyan, who was most familiar with the Qing Sect's secret techniques, was certain that Chen Qingyuan had just performed some kind of finger technique. His pupils suddenly contracted, his whole body stiffened like wood, and his eyes were filled with deep shock, which was beyond his understanding.

"This has deviated from the original operating rules of the Four Symbols Finger and incorporated new things."

According to the original Qingzong Finger Technique, unless Chen Qingyuan's own strength has reached a terrifying level that is enough to ignore the laws of the Great Emperor, he will never be able to reach this level.

Since we are discussing the Tao, of course we should take the opportunity to comprehend it.

Gaining insight is the key, the outcome is irrelevant.

"Thanks for the advice."

In the finger-to-finger duel, Chen Qingyuan was slightly inferior. It was a pure finger-to-finger duel, without any other elements mixed in.

The time rules of this dojo are not as terrible as those of the old land, and can only last for a moment at most.

This is enough for Chen Qingyuan.

"Whoops——"

A gentle breeze blew by, and the blurry shadow of Emperor Changjue merged into the sky and earth. The imperial patterns that were spread all over the territory also disappeared, as if they had never appeared, just like a big dream.

"There's still a lot to be done."

The few insights he had gained temporarily were of no substantial help to Chen Qingyuan. He needed to learn from more top-notch beings, extract the essence from others' ways, and integrate it into his own body, so that he could clear the fog ahead and make his reincarnation body go one step further and reach a higher position.

"Shh!"

With a wave of his hand, twelve cushions appeared in front of him.

With Chen Qingyuan as the core point, it forms a fan shape.

"I would like to treat you all with some wine."

As he finished speaking, a strong aura emanated from Chen Qingyuan's body. Behind him, there were countless stars shining brightly, and the mysterious aura of creation circulated around his body.

The dojo shook slightly, and the rules and order of the Ninth Heaven showed a slight abnormal fluctuation. The sea of ​​fog in various places continued to churn, and all kinds of strange phenomena appeared.

"Boom! Boom!"

The faint sound of war drums came from the sky, ancient and melodious, spanning the vicissitudes of endless years and revealing infinite vicissitudes.

"Wow!"

At the top of this world, tens of thousands of cranes gathered, flapping their wings and soaring, chirping loudly. They seemed to have come from another world, full of fairy charm, without a trace of worldly air.

"Ah-"

In just a cup of tea, the atmosphere here changed dramatically.

The power of the rules of time, which are invisible to ordinary people, spread from afar to the dojo.

Waves of terrifying pressure fell upon the people present, causing them to tremble all over, their steps to become unsteady, and they almost fell to their knees.

"Back off! Back off!"

Things had developed to this point, and most people didn't even have the qualifications to stand here and watch. The sudden ancient pressure was too terrifying, and even with the protection of the dojo rules, there was no guarantee that there would be no accidents.

For safety reasons, retreat to a farther position to ensure that you are not affected.

Only a very small number of people, such as Chang Geng Sword Immortal, were able to stand in the void slightly closer to the dojo, take a closer look, and look shocked.

The emotional fluctuations in one's heart are difficult to describe in worldly words.

“Huff…”

A strong wind blew, and the sea of ​​fog in this world rolled even more violently.

"Boom!"

Another round of war drum sounds rang out, and a hole appeared in space somewhere nearby.

A green chariot drove out from the crack, like a peerless holy object wandering in the long river of history, with cloud patterns containing mysterious power engraved on every position.

The chariot was moving, and the countless runes carved on it kept flashing. The flag standing in the center fluttered in the strong wind. Although it was tattered, it looked particularly solemn and could not be desecrated.

At the front end of the chariot, there was a human figure standing proudly, with his hands behind his back. His majesty was like a rolling wave, drowning the world in an instant.