Chapter 182 Xuanyuan Peer, Out-of-Sky

Fang Daoming arranged the affairs of teaching, rearranged the practice of Dongtian, and then left Daoming Mountain to the west. He wanted to rush to the vast west sea and talk to Sun Wuxing before he went to find righteousness.

With the current path, the mountain of death and the ancient road are no longer a pit for him. Fang Daoming said goodbye to the Queen of the West Sea. This originally ruthless and indifferent peerless beauty actually had a trace of anger and cleverness in her eyes, which really made Fang Dao bright and dark dodge.

Sun Wuxing is still pressed under the Five elements mountain to practice. Even though Fang Daoming now has the ability to break through the mountains, he does not intend to be so reckless. Everyone has his own opportunities.

Sun Wuxing listened to Fang Daoming's explanation and was silent for a long time. When Fang Daoming thought he was against it, the monkey said, "The second brother's thoughts are much better than me. I strongly support him, but unfortunately I am too weak enough to bear it with my second brother. But on that day, the danger of the outer world is probably far better than the second brother you imagined. I once heard our ancestors mention that the outer heaven was left by the three emperors, but the reason is ominous. They are all descendants of the three emperors, and their power is infinite. It is by no means that the monks of our world can compete. It is rumored that the first dragon, one of the eight true dragon ancestors in the East China Sea, was in ancient times. He was exiled by the dragon clan. Later, he tried to break through the outer world and go to the extraterritorial starry sky, but he was beaten down by the descendants of the three emperors. Since then, there has been no news.

Fang Daoming's heart thumped, "Is it possible that the rumors of the third brother are true? Otherwise, with the strength of the ancestors of the dragon clan, the five immortal emperors in ancient times may not be able to suppress it. It must have been severely damaged in the heavenly world and difficult to recover, so it was won by the ancient immortal emperor."

Sun Wuxing said again, "If this doesn't work, the second brother will come back. Anyway, there are still more than 2,000 years left, and I can think of other ways. Although our three demons in the East China Sea rely on the strong body given by the ancient three emperors and can save their lives under the great disaster of heaven and earth, those ancestors are not willing to easily commit it, so they can always come up with some secret ways to avoid the disaster, but the resources are extremely consumed. I believe in those immortal Taoist sects with profound background. The faction also has these secrets. If it really doesn't work, I will go back to Wuxing Mountain to beg the ancestors of the clan. There is always a way to help the eldest brother and second brother tide over the disaster.

Fang Daoming also speculated before that there were always some secret methods to save lives in ancient sects such as the dragon clan, but due to his limited ability, the dragon emperor Tuo genius thought of creating Dongtianfu and the children of the clan to avoid it, and even transcending this world, which is also confirmed by Sun Wuxing today. However, these life-saving secrets are the real foundation of those ancient sects. They will never reveal anything to Fang Daoming. Even if Sun Wuxing goes back to the center of the clan, it will be useless, so he has to rely on himself in the end.

Fang Daoming and Sun Wuxing talked about the development of some sects. When it came to the Taoist couple with Han Qinghui, the monkey giggled strangely.

"Second brother, I said back then that I wanted you to capture her as Mrs. Zhai, but I didn't expect you to really do it!"

"You are talking nonsense again. I am single-minded and careless. It's just a mistake that I have today's situation."

Fang Daoming laughed and scolded, and told Sun Wuxing to practice well, and asked the Queen of the West Sea to take care of him more. Then he said goodbye and went to Zhongji Xuanyuan Mountain.

When Fang Daoming rushed to Xuanyuan Mountain, he was greeted by Jian Yixiu. Why did you come to welcome me? Although Fang Daoming was not surprised, he was also a little surprised.

Jian Yixiu smiled and said, "You are about to go far away. I'll see you off."

"Why are there no such good words!" Fang Daoming laughed and scolded that with the improvement of his own Taoism, Yu Jianyixiu was not as formal as before.

Jian showed a smile, then restrained his smile and said seriously, "Seriously, although I am not optimistic about the Confucian Garden on this trip, I also guessed that the righteousness is definitely not only this foundation. With the righteous hall that exists at the peak of the fairy weapon, I want to break through the sky. I'm afraid it's still a little worse, but I don't know what other means he has."

"I also guessed these, but I just can't figure it out." While Fang Daoming spoke, his heart suddenly moved and remembered the mysterious and powerful existence in the depths of the Zhengqi Hall that he could not calculate.

"So I advise you to be more cautious, that is, be careful in hiding in the Zhengqi Hall. Don't be overshadowed by him and leave you as cannon fodder, but you take the opportunity to escape."

Fang Daoming's heart tightened. In the face of this catastrophe, in fact, everything is moral. Jian Yixiu helps him so much, just because he is still useful to them, otherwise everything will be useless. At that moment, he said, "I know all this. Don't forget what I asked you. Maybe I can do in a hundred years. Come back, you don't have to be ready by then."

"Others, don't worry, I know your mind is far-reaching, otherwise this trip will not be necessary. In the future, it will open a dojo by asking for a star from the ancestors of Jianzun. It's just that the future is dangerous and careless. I can come back this time, which is also the power of Jianzun's ancestors, and the heavenly world generally will not block those who come back too much, but if they break out Go, that's two things.

Fang Daoming considered what Jian Yixiu said word by word, and then remembered it in his heart one by one before he asked, "Where is Zheng Qizi? Why don't you see him?"

"He talked to my ancestors in the depths of my fairy sword gate, and he will be there in a moment."

Fang Daoming was about to speak when he saw a figure floating, which was right.

"Dao Ming, come so fast."

"I dare not let my uncle wait for a long time."

"Okay, let's go now, Mr. Yixiu?"

Jian Yixiu smiled and said, "I have nothing to do, so I'll give you a show."

So the three drove up the cloud head and threw it to the main peak of Xuanyuan Mountain.

The main peak of Xuanyuan Mountain, as high as tens of thousands of miles, goes straight into the sky, almost rushing to the outer world of heaven. However, from ancient times to the present, there are very few people who pedal to the top. On the one end, the nine sky god thunder is unparalleled, and on the other day, the sky is too powerful. Ordinary monks dare not stay here. Unexpectedly, three people have come to the top of this main peak. No matter how the nine sky thunder ravages, these three people have always been calm, talking and laughing, while these thunder clouds, thousands of thunder, can never get close to a hundred feet. For the first time, Fang Daoming stood at the highest place of the vast land of Shenzhou and looked around. In addition to the thunder and lightning, the sea of clouds, there was nothing else. Even the spirit of thunder and lightning was far less than the nine sky in the cold land of the northern underworld. I'm afraid that in the past 100,000 years, he has been pocketed by Xianjianmen.

Jian Yixiu looked up at the rolling lead clouds almost in front of him. He didn't know what to think about in the sky. After a long time, he sighed, "Your Confucian Garden will be detached and free from now on, and we don't know when we will wait. I can only send you here. I wish you success and take care all the way."

The righteous man smiled and said, "Since you are here, why don't you do anything to the end and help us?"

The sword was stunned and then smiled, "Well, wait for me to help you with a sword."

Fang Daoming was strangely, and he saw Jian Yixiu's restrained smile, his face was solemn, and a burst of magnificent magic came into force, and then it turned into a sword spirit. This magnificent power is extremely powerful and seems to be continuous, but the transformed sword spirit is hidden, and it is getting thicker and thicker, gradually becoming a huge sword. This sword is hidden all over the sword, like a peerless murderer, shaking away the thunder clouds around him and daring to approach it.

Fang Daoming was shocked and only felt that his skin shuddered, and the Yuanshen had a trace of trembling. This peerless sword could not be brew even if his current strength could not be brewed. It seemed that his own strength was still much worse than that of the sword. It was strange. It was rumored that Xianjianmen had obtained the ancient Haotian Emperor's free swords magic power and chased the root and shaping the root. It's a free swordsmanship. How come today, Jian Yixiu's sword intention has no sense of being free. On the contrary, it is a sudden and murderous intention to kill everything.

Zhengqizi's face was also solemn, and he said in a low voice, "Tao Ming, you should also come to the Zhengqi Hall. This world outside the sky is not what you can break through now."

Fang Daoming entered the Zhengqi Hall and found that the time and space in the cave was no longer distorted. He was the only one in the whole square, and the eight big characters were also missing. The children of the Confucian garden had been arranged to the depths of different caves.

"Dao Ming, you can rest here. At the critical moment, I still want you to help."

I don't know what magical power he has done, but Fang Daoming can actually see the outside world through the Zhengqi Hall.

The sword's face was dignified, and the robe was elegant. Suddenly, with a shout, an extremely thick sword light suddenly cut out. This sword light has no other magic power, but a unique murderous intention, as if to destroy everything and rush directly into the outer heaven above the sky. On that day, the thick lead cloud in the outer world could not stop this killing sword and was cut out of a gap.

The lead cloud rolled away, and I couldn't see where the end of the sword was. At this moment, the sword had disappeared, and the righteous spirit also turned into a eslodden light and rushed straight up with the peerless sword light.

Fang Daoming, who was in the Zhengqi Hall, felt that his yuan spirit was stagnant, and a burst of pressure came inexplicably, covering the four directions. Even in the depths of the Taoist heart, there was a sense of powerlessness.

"Is this the outer world? The pressure of the power of the world is better than that of the Yin Cao world. No wonder the immortal Yuans came to this world, and eight out of ten also died. Fang Dao muttered and secretly and looked around, but when he saw that the sword was beautiful, the power of the sword would be worn away by the power of Jieyuan wrapped in thick lead clouds, and the righteousness was also surrounded by strictness.

In the dense cloud mixed with the power of the boundary, there was a rumble of drums, and the drums were dense and grand like thunder. Listening to it, it was inspiring and boiling. This lead cloud seemed to be under its command, and actually lined up in a continuous camp. Layer by layer, in the depths of the lead cloud camp, it showed wind, fire and infinite thunder.