Chapter 1659 Taikoo Road, Creation Index

"It's hard to talk, but it's not a skill. Our generation of monks still need to see the real seal under their hands!" Hearing this, the monk surnamed Chu snorted coldly at that time and sneered at each other.

However, despite this, the monk surnamed Chu's heart was no longer as arrogant as on the surface. Instead, he calmed down and attached great importance to Zhong Yuan.

The reason why the monk surnamed Chu was like this was not that he realized Zhong Yuan's toughness, but that he knew that his eldest brother Ge Yuanchang would never do that useless work. Since he stopped himself from talking nonsense, it shows that Zhong Yuan has the right to let him face up to it. He knows that his strength may still be above him.

At present, he continues to maintain such an attitude in order to confuse Zhong Yuan and let him be careless, so that he can make a profit from it!

Zhong Yuan, although he did not know the twists and turns in the heart of the monk surnamed Chu, the change of attitude was also what he had long imagined in his heart.

Now, in the realm of magic power, it is a great opportunity to meet the opportunity and get magic power. Zhong Yuan is not a belligerent person. If he is not under pressure, he will definitely avoid conflicts with the Holy Demon Sect and look for opportunities. However, it's different now. The great opportunity promised by the Cangyu God is really too attractive to him, so he must ensure that he will take a divine power tree for the Cangyu God.

And in order to achieve this goal, you must get as many magical power as possible. Only in this way can it be done. Therefore, for him, he doesn't want to miss all the magic that is possible. In front of him, the eight disciples of the Holy Demon Sect are a fairly huge source of magical power.

It is also because of this that Zhong Yuan just had an abnormal and deliberately conflicted with the monks of the Holy Demon Sect. Originally, he wanted the monk surnamed Chu to suppress the whole Holy Demon Sect. In this case, the final conflict between the two sides was a certainty. Unfortunately, the monk surnamed Chu has changed, but even so, Zhong Yuan also wants to do his best.

"Alloth, you don't need much nonsense. If you have any ability, you can use it!" Zhong Yuan opened his mouth in time, and his tone was even more proud.

"Well, then you can try to pick me up first!"

The monk surnamed Chu had no hesitation, that is, he opened his mouth to respond in time. The tone of his voice was very casual, with a chance of winning, and Zhong Yuan could not bear the posture of the enemy at all.

However, although the monk surnamed Chu said this, in essence, he secretly stimulated all his own mana and used his own proud method - the Eternal Qingtian Dafa.

With a punch, the wind rose from time to time, and the sky was dark, as if the sky and the earth were shaken by this punch. It really echoes the name of the Holy Demon Sect, which is not similar to the ordinary demon clan.

"Do you dare to go to the elegant hall with the little skills of carving insects?" Seeing this, Zhong Yuan snorted coldly. At that time, he was not polite. He also punched himself and greeted him.

Zhong Yuan's punch does not have the loud momentum of changing the wind and clouds and the change of heaven and earth. Not only that, there is not even a little vision. It looks like a normal punch. Any monk can break it with a finger.

However, the holy demon monks who watched the battle saw this, but none of them dared to despise it. Those monks who have seen Zhong Yuan take action understand that Zhong Yuan will not find his own death and deliberately reduce his strength to fight. The only remaining eldest brother, Ge Yuanchang, the true king of the Holy Demon Sect, who has never seen Zhong Yuan take action, attaches more importance to it. His face, frowns slightly, and his face has become more calm.

The reason is very simple, because Ge Yuanchang can clearly see how powerful Zhong Yuan's punch is.

It's too late to say, it's too late!

"Bun--"

A earth-shaking earthquake, the void collapsed, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the fists were induced by the storm. The turbulent and unparalleled pressure made many monks unconsciously retreat.

When retreating, these people did not forget to observe carefully to see who had the upper hand in the confrontation between the two.

This look disappointed them.

Zhong Yuan, standing in place, like a mountain, and his figure has never been shaken. However, his brother Chu couldn't help Zhong Yuan's boxing power. He was directly bombarded and talked about it. It was dozens of feet away before he stabilized his body and stood on the earth again.

At this time, the monk surnamed Chu changed his face and was extremely ashamed and angry.

Before, the monk surnamed Chu thought that even if Zhong Yuan really had real talent and learning, he was just with him. Even if it is really strong, it is very limited, so it wants to break out at the first time through fraud and win the game in one fell swoop. However, I didn't expect that with all my strength, I couldn't stop the other party's casual blow.

For a long time, he has always been proud of himself. For a while, he really couldn't believe such a result. In particular, thinking of his previous arrogantness and the viewing of many brothers, it was even more difficult for him to accept such a result. For a proud person like him, humiliation is more terrible than death.

At that time, he did not hesitate to roar, and his body was oozed with bleeding marks up and down, as if it was about to burst.

"Time and space rotation, ancient reappearance!"

While roaring, the monk surnamed Chu was above his head, and a fist-sized fruit rose slowly.

This fruit is round and slightly uneven. On it, it is dense, and countless Taoist lines are imprinted, intertwined with each other, revealing an ancient desolate and boundless atmosphere.

This fruit is not a magic weapon, but the crystallization of the cultivation of the monk surnamed Chu. It is the Taoist fruit of his lifelong practice - the ancient Taoist fruit.

The monk surnamed Chu is practicing the ancient road, the branch of the time road among the three thousand avenues.

Zhengdao mixed yuan needs a complete avenue, but Zhengdao Daluo only needs a part of a road to be enough. The monk surnamed Chu is ready to rely on the ancient road to become Daluo Jinxian. For this ancient Taoist fruit, it can be said that he spent everything he got by his own chance.

At this time, the dawn has finally appeared, and the road ahead is clear.

For him, as long as he spends time to accumulate, polish it finely, and polish this ancient Taoist fruit round, flawless and spotless, he can step into the realm of Daluo Golden Immortals.

However, before really stepping into the realm of Daluo Golden Immortals, Daoguo needs careful care and can't make any mistakes. Because any little damage may bring a doomed result.

In the past, the monk surnamed Chu was also in danger many times, but no matter how hard he tried, he never thought of urging the ancient Taoist fruit to intercept the powerful power. However, at this moment, he couldn't control the emotions in his heart and did not hesitate to use it.

At the moment when the ancient Daoguo appeared, Ge Yuanchang, the true king of Beiming, was also shocked, and his face couldn't help but ** it. However, that's all. He didn't take action to stop it.

After the manifestation of the ancient Taoist fruit, the monk surnamed Chu moved his hands together to urge the Eternal Blue Sky Dafa and evolved his own unique boxing spirit - the Eternal Blue Sky.

If the meaning of the boxing is ordinary, it rises from the sky inside, like a pillar of heaven. The line came into contact with the ancient Taoist fruit, and the time stood up, as if a mud cow had entered the sea, integrated into it and disappeared.

Then, the ancient Taoist fruit vibrated violently and buzzed. In a short moment, there was a loud "boom--" loudly, and the ancient road was around, and thousands of feet of space were broken.

However, after being broken, there was no chaos or emptiness, but another world.

Although this world is hazy, blurred, and very unreal, the breath is particularly seductive, as if it is the peak of a world, full of aura, treasures everywhere, and even the breath of heaven that comes out invisibly has a sense of advanced cultivation. , extremely strange.

"Is it really an ancient world?!"

Feeling the unique breath, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but be shocked.

In this moment, the ancient world attracted by the ancient Taoist fruit expanded, and in an instant, Zhong Yuan was swept in.

When the line entered, Zhong Yuan heard that the whole world was rumbling and shaking. During the shaking, a sound like Hong Zhong Da Lu exploded in his yuan god.

"My decline comes from the monk. If you enter, you should be punished by heaven!"

With the sound, the bright blue sky of the ancient world changed instantly and turned into darkness. Then, in the middle of the dark canopy, a huge boundless eye opened.

As soon as his eyes shook, a thick black beam of light fell down.

This beam of light, like thunder, is not thunder, with a natural power of destruction, bombarded at Zhong Yuan. The speed is so fast that Zhong Yuan has no room to dodge at all.

"Awesome!"

Watching this scene, Zhong Yuan couldn't help sighing, "Originally, his combat power was only a little more than ten ordinary first-line Luo. I never thought that after using such a magical power, it soared to more than 30, an increase of almost three times!

It's really extraordinary to be so magical!"

Zhong Yuan sighed, but there was no fear in his heart. Because such strength doesn't even have the strength to make it fight. Therefore, at this moment, Zhong Yuan still looked understated. As before, he stretched out his right hand and punched casually to meet the falling black beam of light.

"Boom--"

Another earth-shaking noise, the black beam of light burst into pieces, turned into a rain all over the sky, pouring in all directions. Where they passed, the vegetation withered, the flowers withered, and the birds and beasts died tragically.

However, Zhong Yuan, who was the first to bear the brunt, still stood upright, and it seemed that he had not been hurt at all.

"How is this possible? The power I have exerted has been enough to withstand more than 30 front-line Luo!" Zhong Yuan's intact appearance, especially the relaxed and casual expression on his face, the monk surnamed Chu, is extremely difficult to see.

"Nothing is impossible! The monks in the world are much better than you. I'm not the first, and I won't be the last!" Zhong Yuan responded faintly and waved his fist again.

This punch, above the fist, shines with a strong golden light. In the bright light, the images of tens of millions of gods and demons appeared faintly, and they opened their mouths and sang together, singing a more desolate and ancient atmosphere than the ancient world.

This breath, like a vast ocean, spread out, and in a moment, it flooded the whole ancient world. In an instant, the ancient world collapsed.

Correspondingly, above the head of the monk surnamed Chu, the fist-sized ancient Taoist fruit cracked more than a dozen cracks.

"Puff--"

The reverse blood pressure in the body of the monk surnamed Chu could not be suppressed and spit it out. This mouthful of blood spewed out, and when it was, the rosy face became pale, like paper.

"You lost!"

At this time, Zhong Yuan said with a smile on his face and was not in a hurry.

Hearing this, the monk surnamed Chu's face turned whiter and whiter. Between his chest and abdomen, he had just stabilized a little qi and blood, and surged violently again. His body trembled and swayed, and it seemed that it was possible to spread there at any time. However, even so, he did not admit defeat.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan sneered and did not hesitate to take a step forward. His shoulders trembled and he was about to take action again.

At this time, behind the monk surnamed Chu, Ge Yuanchang, the leader of the Holy Demon Sect, was also a step forward and slapped the monk surnamed Chu on the shoulder. In an instant, the trembling and swaying body of the monk surnamed Chu stabilized. My brother Chu was too seriously injured to speak. I waited for him to admit defeat to Brother Zhong Dao!"

"Just admit defeat!" Zhong Yuan smiled faintly, and his shaking shoulders could also recover from laziness. At that time, he replied, "It's unclear, but it's easy to cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. I think this Taoist brother can understand this point!"

"Of course, I understand very well!" Ge Yuanchang, the true king of Beiming, said in time, "Poor Ge Yuanchang, the strength of Brother Zhong Dao is still above my expectation. Watching the battle between Brother Zhong Dao and Brother Chu, I can't help but have some tricks. I want to ask Brother Zhong Dao for advice. I don't know. Brother Zhong Dao can agree!"

"There is nothing to compete with each other, but we are now freely exploring the treasures in the magical realm. If we delay too much time because of this, it is inevitable that there will be much less than the gains. In this way, it will delay the big thing for our two families to get the magic tree, but it is not beautiful!" Zhong Yuan didn't say anything, smiled faintly and replied.

"This is simple. After the two of us fought, the defeated party took the initiative to withdraw from this world and give up the magic power here to the other party. How about it?" That is, Ge Yuanchang, the true king of the Northern Ming Dynasty, said, "Although we have not yet explored the magic power here, it is basically certain that it is a magic power, nine out of ten, which will be transformed by the magic power fruit, which is more than dozens of times stronger than the magic power leaf!

Think about it, it will definitely satisfy Brother Zhong Dao!"

"The magic power here is actually the magic power fruit, which is really good!" When Zhong Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but look happy at that time. For such a long time, most of what he got was magical leaves, that is, there were few magical flowers. Unexpectedly, there was a magical fruit here. That is the time, Zhong Yuan made up his mind not to let this magic power fall into the hands of the other party.

"However, since we have made a bet, why don't we make a bigger bet? Obviously, Brother Ge Dao is a person who can make the decision in the Holy Demon Sect!" Zhong Yuan turned around and said.

"Brother Zhong Dao, how do you want to bet?" Ge Yuanchang, the true king of Beiming, did not change his face, that is, time to ask rhetorical questions.

"It's very simple. The losing party will automatically offer the magical power obtained in this magical realm to the winning party." Zhong Yuanli replied, "In this way, the winner will have greater benefits, and the loser will also have greater motivation. In the future, work harder and catch up. It can be said that both sides will benefit from each other!

How's it going? Does Brother Ge Dao dare to respond?

Hearing this, Ge Yuanchang, the true king of Beiming, sighed at Zhong Yuan's courage, but also felt a little afraid of Zhong Yuan. Because, in his opinion, if he hadn't had full confidence in himself and put forward such conditions, he would have been looking for death. However, he was more confident in his own home. At that time, his face condensed and he said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll respond! How about we start now?

"Good!"

Zhong Yuan did not hesitate at all, so he responded.

Zhong Yuan can't see through Ge Yuanchang, the true king of Beiming, but through some micro-source gas sensing, Zhong Yuan has seven or eight points of certainty, and the other party is still within his own control.

Hearing Zhong Yuan's response, Ge Yuanchang, the true king of Beiming, shouted loudly, "So, I'm not polite!"

While speaking, the bone joints in Ge Yuanchang's body, the true king of Beiming, crackled and burst, correspondingly, Ge Yuanchang's body rose rapidly. With this rise, his body was strong and violent, and his fierce breath came out, like mountains and seas, surging around.

In a short moment, the body of Ge Yuanchang, the true king of Beiming, rose to more than a thousand feet high. With the sky overhead and feet on the earth, it looks like a Pangu god who created the world.

"And take me to remember the finger of creation, and all spirits will be born and destroyed!" While talking, Ge Yuanchang raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and clicked in the air.

The index finger is like a towering pillar, as thick as a bucket, a hundred feet long, poking through the air.

Above the index finger, the halo flows, and the endless birds, beasts, insects and fish are faintly visible. The sacred immortals and Buddhas fall, rebirth, rebirth and fall, as if life and death, all in their thoughts.

This finger does not have any impact on the surrounding space. It is plain, and even a little momentum has not dissipated. All the power condenses on the fingers. It makes people feel that they can avoid the past as if they are casually skewed.

At the beginning, Zhong Yuan also felt this way, but in just a moment, he felt that this was a huge trap. If he dared to hide, he would definitely fall into a worse situation.

At present, Zhong Yuan chose to meet him directly. RS