Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

The staff in the old priest's hand fell to the ground with a loud sound, and a shock wave spread from the ground to the surroundings, blowing the hair of Su Ying and Yan Lingji not far away.

Su Ying and Yan Lingji turned their heads to look at the old priest, the top of the staff in his hand was shining with spiritual light, and the baby-like eyes on his old face looked at Su Ying and Yan Lingji coldly.

"Devil, kill my people, destroy my homeland, this hatred cannot be shared." After the old priest finished speaking, he turned the staff in his hand, and a bright spiritual light shot straight at Su Ying from the top...

Yan Lingji took a step forward, waved her plain hand, and the blue-red flame turned into a fire snake to meet the aura.

"An old bastard like you should attack my master. You really are not afraid of death." Yan Lingji said with killing intent in her eyes.

"Ling Ji, don't kill him, I'm still useful." Su Ying said something to Yan Ling Ji, then walked to the hibiscus sacred tree with his hands behind his back under the eyes of the old priest, and reached out to caress the red trunk.

"What are you going to do!" The old priest felt ominous when he saw Su Ying's actions.

"What are you doing?" Su Ying turned his head and smiled at him, then pointed to a sword in the old priest's wide-open eyes, and carved the huge word "Su Ying" on the huge red trunk of the hibiscus tree with sword aura.

Just a moment after the two characters were written, a golden light flashed on the hibiscus tree, and the marks of the characters disappeared and returned to their original appearance.

Seeing this, Su Ying frowned slightly.

"Hmph, overestimate your own strength. This hibiscus tree has existed here for thousands of years, and it already has spirituality. No matter whether it is sword, water, or fire, it is difficult to carve a trace on the top 4.9. According to legend, only the gods in the sky and those recognized by the tree Only people can carve traces and names on this sacred tree," said the old priest.

"And a person like you is absolutely impossible to be recognized by the sacred tree!" The old priest sternly snarled, pointing at the staff, his body burst into breath, and the spiritual light shot out of the staff broke through the flames of Yan Lingji in one fell swoop. She flew out, and then the aura changed into a strange beast that rushed towards Su Ying.

Su Ying stretched out his left hand, entangled in domineering aura, and grabbed the neck of the strange beast transformed by the spiritual light. Under the wide-eyed and shocked eyes of the old priest, he squeezed it with a little force, and turned it into light rain. .

Chapter 146 Extremely Absurd, Lord of Shu Mountain (2/6)

"You actually used your hands... to crush it..." The old priest murmured in shock.

"Old man, I heard that there is a legend in your Shu Mountain." Su Ying looked at the extremely huge sacred tree in front of him and said with his back to the old priest, "Whoever can carve his name on this sacred tree of Fusang will be With the approval of Shenmu, he can be the master of Shushan."

"This is not a legend. This is an ancient precept of my Yuyuan family in Shushan Mountain. The younger generation must abide by it." The old priest looked at the tall and straight figure under the sacred tree, "But there has never been a precedent for thousands of years."

"So, if I can engrave my name on this, I will be the master of your Shu Mountain, and you must obey my orders?" Su Ying smiled lightly,

"Wishful thinking, 18 has already proved it just now, that person is absolutely impossible to be you!" The old priest looked at Su Ying and said coldly.

The corners of Su Ying's mouth were slightly hooked, and his right hand was gently stroking the huge red trunk, "Indeed, this tree leads to Qingming from above, and Jiuyou from below. Things that obey the laws of heaven and earth, such as swords, water, and fire, really cannot leave traces on this."

"But..." Su Ying stepped on his feet, his tall black hair danced wildly without wind, and a wave of vigor spread around his body, the grass and trees folded low, flying sand and rocks, Yan Lingji and the old priest all worked hard to resist this wave Furious breath.

"What on earth are you trying to do!" The old priest was furious, and the ominous feeling in his heart became more and more intense.

"Nothing, just carve my name on it." Su Ying's calm and indifferent voice sounded.

"Impossible, don't be too wishful thinking."

"Is it really wishful thinking?" Su Ying looked at the huge sacred tree in front of him, his mouth slightly curled up, and an invisible field centered on him and encompassed the world, including the hibiscus sacred tree.

Qimen after the wind!

Within a certain range of universal formations, supernatural spells that control time, space, and even destiny.

In this universe of formations, time and space form their own world, and the Fusang Shenmu loses its connection with the original world. leave traces.

Su Ying pointed to the sword, and while drawing vertically and horizontally, under the watchful eyes of Yan Lingji and the old priest, he carved the ancient seal characters of Su Ying vertically on the huge red trunk of the sacred tree. After the two ancient seal characters were carved, a scarlet red The sacred and bright light bloomed from the sacred tree.

"No, it's impossible!" The old priest opened his eyes wide and looked in disbelief at the sacred hibiscus tree that shone brightly and illuminated the whole world.

Boo!

Boo!

Accompanied by a crisp cry, a huge golden crow phantom rushed out from the trunk of the sacred tree, circled three times in the air above the hibiscus tree, and then fell straight down towards Su Ying, who did not resist. He felt no danger at all.

boom!A powerful scorching force rushed into the limbs and skeletons of Su Ying's body. His body exuded an incomparably bright golden light. Under that golden light, his hair was dyed golden, making him look extremely powerful and dignified. A mysterious symbol appeared on the palm of Su Ying's left hand.

"No, it's impossible, how is this possible!!" the old priest shook his head, looked at Su Ying who was bathed in golden light and shouted in disbelief, his baby-like eyes were full of puzzlement, doubt, confusion ,Shock…….

For thousands of years, the Shushan witches have been longing for the person who is recognized by the sacred tree to lead them to the Central Plains, but that person has never appeared. Gradually, that ancient saying has become a legend, and now, thousands of years later, in When Shushan was alive and dead, the chief culprit who came to destroy Shushan successfully carved his name on the trunk of the sacred tree, and got the approval of the sacred tree...

This is really too ridiculous!

The golden light gradually dissipated, and Su Ying, who was wearing a black armor and had tall hair, appeared in front of the high priest and Yan Lingji.

Feeling the majestic inner breath filled with limbs and bones in his body, the corners of Su Ying's mouth could not help but twitch slightly. His body was like a pond filled with water. It was only half full of water before, but now it is directly filled.

Now he has reached his true limit of Dzogchen at 640, and he can't bear any more. Now Su Ying is only one opportunity away from stepping into the extreme state, and by then his combat power will definitely increase again.

Su Ying opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed in his clear eyes. He looked down at the weird golden symbol on the palm of his left hand, which seemed to be the totem of Shushan.

Looking up again, I saw two ancient seal characters standing upright on the huge red trunk of the sacred tree, like gilt gold, the two seal characters exuded an ancient and natural charm, as if they had grown on this tree from the beginning. Shenmu is average.

"Impossible, impossible." The old priest was still looking at the hibiscus tree with dull eyes, repeating the word impossible.

He couldn't accept this ridiculous fact.

"Master, you succeeded." Yan Lingji smiled and walked to Su Ying's side, reaching out to hug his arm.

"Hmm." Su Ying smiled and reached out to scrape the tip of her delicate nose. .

Chapter 147 Shushan Surrenders (3/6)

"Old man from Mount Shu, come quickly to pay respects to the master." Yan Lingji looked at the old priest and said with a charming smile.

"I don't believe it, it's impossible, how could Shenmu choose you?! Impossible." The old priest turned to look at Su Yinglai, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth." Su Ying said calmly, "Let's lead the people in Shushan to surrender as soon as possible. You can't afford the price of continuing."