Chapter 270 The danger of falling into the country, holding one hand

Fang Daoming faced the dark clouds, and a pair of Dharma eyes just stared at the depths of the dark clouds. The dark ancestor suddenly smiled and said, "The Netherworld ancestor, you are a monk and also a Taoist ancestor. How can you intervene in this secular world and not be afraid of falling into the world and miss your practice?"

In the depths of the black cloud, the ancestor sneered: "How can you understand this kind of belief in Qiyuan? It would have taken a few more years before I could collect enough power to believe in Qiyuan, seize a trace of mystery in the dark, and get rid of a fetters, but I didn't expect to be ruined by you. Damn it!"

Although Fang Daoming knows little about the power of this belief in Qi Yuan, with the help of the underground master over the years, he has been spreading incense within thousands of miles of Daoming Mountain and collecting the power of Qi Yuan in the dark. This power is the most mysterious, but it is difficult to understand, so he can't figure out the words of the Nether ancestors.

"Hey, the ancestor of the underworld, as the saying goes, there is a virtue of good life in heaven, but you do the opposite, practicing the method of ghosts, creating boundless killings, and collecting the power of Qiyuan's faith, is it not a daydream."

When Fang Daoming refuted, there was an action. As soon as his mind moved, a bright galaxy appeared in the dark sky. Under this dark cloud, the star river is shining brightly, and in an instant it hides the momentum of black clouds. Over the capital city, it seems that the star river is suddenly hanging high at night. This week, hundreds of millions of stars were derived from the Xinghe array, which suddenly shattered, turned into dust, and then into two dust arrays. Unexpectedly, they slowly rotated with dark clouds, and as they rotate faster and faster, they formed a yin and yang Taiji pattern, hanging over the capital.

This scene is like the power of heaven and earth. The whole capital, whether it is those Taoist monks or the bold residents who peek, are stunned and unable to say anything. In their repeated horror, the huge Taiji pattern gradually shrinks and turns into a futon, hanging at the foot of Fang Daoming's feet, making it Hold The dark clouds all disappeared, and the sky and white clouds returned to the sky over the capital, and the sky was clear for thousands of miles. Thousands of feet away from Fang Daoming, an old road wrapped in black gas stood in the air, which was the ancestor of the underworld.

When the ancestor saw Fang Daoming turn over, he collected his own black cloud formation, but he was not impatient. With a point of his finger, eight black flags appeared all over his body, which were the eight wild lock soul flags that had trapped Han Qinghui in the suburbs of the capital. The eight black flags stood in different directions, locked Liuhe, and set up the eight wilderness lock soul array, and then a fine stream flowed out of the body of the Netherworld ancestor. This fine stream is extremely strange and horrible. The river is yellow and rustling. With the continuous injection of heaven and earth locked by the eight wilderness lock soul array, it becomes wider and wider, and it turns into a long river between several breaths. Above the surging river, an ancient desolate, blood-stained gray stone bridge looms across the whole river.

"Huangquan River, but the bridge," Fang Daoming said in a cold voice, "These two things are exclusive to the Yin Cao world. As a monk in the life world, how can you get them? Did he make a bad deal with the Yin Cao Laozu?

When Fang Daoming saw that the other party didn't say anything, he manipulated the two Yin Cao magic weapons to suppress him and smiled secretly: "When you were a poor immortal Yuanshen, you broke through the Yin Cao world. Now you are in the realm of Yuanshen, and you are still afraid that you will not be good at this time." Fang Daoming's yuan god was shocked, and his mana reached its peak, and a vast sword spirit suddenly cut out in the chaotic yuan god realm. This sword spirit does not contain any Taoism, but it is pure and powerful than any previous sword. Wherever it goes, the Yellow Spring River is broken, but the bridge collapses, as if any Taoism in front of this sword is like Yangchun ice and snow, unbearable, with a sword breaking ten thousand laws.

"Break all methods with one sword!" The ghost ancestor was suddenly shocked and urged the eight wilderness lock soul array to retreat quickly. "How can this boy's swordsmanship be so powerful? Compared with the last fight, it is much more powerful." Although the Nether Laozu was deterred by the power of the sword just now and had lingering heart, he seemed to have a deep card. Unexpectedly, he did not retreat, but danced the eight wilderness lock soul array and continued to deal with Fang Daoming.

Fang Daoming said, "Unfortunately, your two magic weapons are the things of Yin Cao. They are limited by the rules of the ancient three emperors when they created heaven and earth. They have to be suppressed by the power of the life and spiritual world, and it is even more difficult to absorb the aura of heaven and earth. Therefore, you sacrificed these eight wild lock soul flags to absorb the spirit of heaven and earth, and wait for me to receive your eight wilderness lock souls. Fan, let's see how arrogant you are.

Fang Daoming came out in a word, and the ancestor of the underworld suddenly felt that there was a sudden change in the eight wild lock soul flags around him, each with a spiritual activation, and it implied a strange sword meaning. Unexpectedly, he instantly shattered the idea of staying in it and took control. The ancestor of the Netherworld couldn't help but be shocked. He never thought that Fang Daoming had left his back hand in the eight black flags a few days ago and was about to kill him by surprise.

The eight wilderness lock soul flag instantly changed its owner and came to Fang Daoming's side. He was so shocked that the Netherworld ancestors no longer dared to keep it. With a deep cry, he released layers of dark forces all over his body, spread thousands of miles, shook the void, penetrated into the Yellow Spring River and Naihe Bridge, and killed them again.

Fang Daoming sighed, but a sword was to resolve the other party's Taoism and shouted in a low voice, "The underworld ancestor, the poor road has two paths with you today. One is that the poor road kills you and destroys your yuan god, and the other is that you lead the poor road to find the person behind you. You make a life and death choice. You decide."

In the void, another laughter suddenly came, and a dark shadow escapes from the void and came to the side of the underworld ancestor. This dark shadow is extremely strange, just a black robe covered, swinging in the wind, as if there is no body, and the only exposed eyes are also green, without any vitality.

Fang Daoming said, "It turned out to be you. It was not so easy for you to escape from the foot of Xuanyuan Mountain today."

It turns out that this shadow is not someone else. It is the Yin Cao Yin Emperor who escaped from the eye of the earth and the beautiful woman under the demon peak on Xuanyuan Mountain. For many years, he has not disappeared and finally appeared here today.

Fang Daoming did not hesitate to retreat in the face of the two masters of the same realm of Yuanshenyang. With a big hand, Daoming's sword turned into ten thousand swords and rushed over. Daoming Yuanshen Sword was originally the realm of treasured by Yuanling. These days, Daoming has used the method of God's prohibition to be sacrificed again. Although there is only a heavy Yuanling prohibition, it is very different from before. These ten thousand swords were killed halfway and suddenly turned into countless sword charms, like snowflakes flying. They seemed to be disorderly, but in fact they implied mystery. In an instant, they were spelled into two swords, one of them flew to the body of the Netherworld ancestors, and the other to the spiritual knowledge of the Yin Emperor.

The two masters were suddenly shocked. They had been practicing for a long time and had a wide range of knowledge. They had never seen such swordsmanship. Suddenly, they were shocked and their movements were three points slower. The two swords were about to arrive. But when he saw the rainbow flash, the body of the ghost ancestor was actually cut into two. Looking at the Yin Emperor, he was also flying in black robes, leaving only a green ghost fire, floating in the air and flickering. The underworld ancestor screamed and hurriedly came out of his body. He watched his body fall down and did not dare to move at all. He was both resentful and distressed.

Fang Daoming laughed softly and said, "Well, the poor road will suppress you today, and it is also nine out of ten. Even the Yin Cao swordsman came, and the poor road will also suppress her."

At this moment, the Nethereal Ancestor and the Yin Emperor really knew that the young Taoist priest in front of him was much better than them, especially the mysterious swordsmanship, which could almost kill one of them in seconds.

The void suddenly shook in mid-air, and a beautiful, jade-like face appeared. It was the female swordsman who fought with Fang Daoming many times in the Yin Cao world.

Fang Daoming's yuan god moved, walked in the void and walked forward, stepping on the fighting under his feet, surrounded by sword light, and his body and mind seemed to enter an ethereal state. Every step was natural. Every sword was like antelope hanging horn, and there was no trace to be found, and it was like the sky mark of the road. The void around the sword light was disillusioned, as if it were at the beginning of chaos. It's like the destruction of heaven and earth.

At this moment, there is no move between the ups and downs of the sword light, but it is more powerful than any move. At this moment, Fang Daoming is already in the realm of selflessness. In addition to this mysterious sword intention in his mind, it is the murderous intention to kill the stunning woman.

The stunning woman was shocked and knew that she was not Fang Daoming's opponent at this moment. At this moment, she sacrificed the sword in her hand and would take the Daoming's sword below, that is, she hurriedly take the Netherworld ancestor and the Yin Emperor away.

"I want to go!" Fang Daoming shouted, and the three sword lights cut into the void at the same time, using the method of void magic killing, which made the ghost ancestor and the Yin Emperor shocked and fight for nine cows and two tigers before she escaped, but the woman once again stopped Fang Daoming's killing move with the sword in her hand.

Fang Daoming calculated silently and found that he could not calculate the past and future of this woman. There was an inexplicable intention to support her. It was by no means an early fall. He had to stop chasing and leave her alone. When his cultivation reached his realm, he was able to understand God's will, follow God's will, and never do anything contrary to God's will. .

In the forbidden area of the palace, the defense alert was removed. When the emperor and ministers of the Yu Dynasty saw Fang Daoming's great power and solved the danger of the building, they secretly called their ancestors to bless him. Fortunately, today, the emperor is about to call Prince Yu to invite Fang Daochang to come down to meet. Unexpectedly, he has taken a step into the void and disappeared.

The emperor knew that this was a high man outside the world, and by no means those monks and Taoists recruited by himself could compare with him. He couldn't help but cry out that it was a pity, and then he remembered that the real godmaster had died tragically, which was even more sad. After listening to Fang Daoming's explanation, everyone saw the changes with their own eyes. They already knew the ins and outs of this, especially the emperor and the previous patriarch were the saddest, so they ordered a thick burial and seal the shade clan.

On the outskirts of the capital, Fang Daoming stepped into the void and fell on the top of the green mountain. For a moment of disdain, a figure came, but Lin Wanyue, but as for Han Qinghui, he could not see him.

Lin Wanyue was about to speak, but was stopped by Fang Daoming with a smile: "I have calculated that Qinghui is going to respond to the disaster here. Before leaving the mountain, I knew that her trip was a little tortuous, but unexpectedly I bumped into a woman who looked like Mrs. Tianjue, and this girl must be in the palace, so I let you I happened to hit it before.

"What the senior sister said was very true. Only then did the senior sister know that the senior brother had painstaking efforts, so she planned to stay here, but after this time, the little sister also planned to stay to accompany the senior sister. This is the sister's beloved thing, and she asked the little sister to hand it over to the senior brother."

Fang Daoming took a golden ring, which was exactly what Han Qinghui usually used to tie his hair, and he couldn't help but be stunned. Lin Wanyue smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry, senior sister has no intention to be a monk. It won't be long before she can break her heart and go back to the mountain to reunite with her brother."

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "This heart disaster is related to whether she can become an immortal yuan god, but it will take some time, but the future is long, and I don't care about these years."

Fang Daoming said goodbye and walked away on the dust. Lin Wan vaguely listened to his song and said, "Mo Daojun walked early, Mo Daojun walked early, but the past of the world was difficult. Hundreds of refinements washed the dust, and then proved the Taoist heart to be free. Mo Dao's heart is free, Mo Dao's heart is free, and he will disturb his heart in the past life. When he can cut off all three lifetimes, he will prove that the yuan god has no way.