As powerful as a cold prison.

Cool and magnificent glow.

Under the thunderclouds that came three thousand miles from the east, there was silence.

The Nascent Soul cultivator subconsciously opened up the protective aura, and the colorful aura soared into the sky, but was tightly compressed into a corner.

Each and every one of them tried their best to activate the breath-containing spells, wishing they could hide themselves on the spot, for fear that their breath would leak out and be noticed by the terrifying rolling thunderclouds in the sky.

Master Fuyao looked flustered and looked towards the sky in horror.

It is hard to imagine that such a powerful venerable person would show a fearful expression.

The golden wings behind Master Fuyao turned into a black gold coir raincoat and wrapped around his body, and the protective aura condensed into a physical mask.

The pouring mana bloomed, urging the sky and the earth to stabilize this small world. The black gold Tianpeng spread its wings and roared, as if it was about to shatter the haze of the sky. The fragments of the Tianpeng knife turned into 3,600 long knives in the wind.

This moment.

Fuyao knew it clearly.

There is no cure for the elixir, and the talisman is like a lake of paper.

If he had the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron as armor and the Tianpeng Sword as a weapon, he might not be able to withstand the terrifying thunder.

He turned to look at Chuiyun and then glanced at Taiyi who took action, his panicked expression gradually calming down.

He should have thought long ago that all the monks who possess treasures that dominate the world are not blessed with great luck. This thing sounds ethereal, but in fact the monks all acquiesce that they are the darlings of the world.

I just never expected that this little Nascent Soul would have such a foundation.

Once released, there will be no way for him to retreat.

In fact, even if Taiyi announced early, he would not change his mind.

The spiritual treasure that can be advanced is right in front of you, even a saint will fight for it in front of you.

If you are practicing Taoism and only want to avoid it, then there will always be things you need to avoid, and opportunities that come to you will also escape because of your avoidance.

How about cultivating yourself to become a Bird Immortal?

He could only admit that he was unlucky and was chosen by Taiyi to be the recipient of the spell.

However, Master Fuyao didn't think so.

Looking at the things Taiyi did and Taiyi's thoughts, he must have seen the difference between the two.

Compared with Senior Brother Chuiyun, he pays more attention to killing.

The monk who focuses on killing obviously does not have that strong defensive ability. Perhaps, when he decided to snatch the weapon spirit treasure that can be advanced, Taiyi also chose him.

Lord Fuyao sneered and looked up to the sky and roared.

Burning Qi, blood and mana, causing the breath to rise rapidly.

The panacea is poured in like jelly beans.

"Kunpeng's Secret Technique!"

The chirping sound gradually turned into a faint ethereal roar, and the head of the black gold roc turned into a fish head.

Flapping wings.

boom!

Three thousand six hundred swords are like the wings of a black gold Kunpeng.

As soon as it opened, the heaven and earth were assimilated into the vast ocean by the golden light. With a gentle blow of the black golden Kunpeng, the body suddenly left the sea and soared upwards. The golden storm sweeping across the sky seemed to compete with the thunderclouds in the sky.

Boom!

With a flash of white thunder descending.

The figure of Black Gold Kunpeng is no longer visible.

Only a broken sword fell from the sky.

Bada.

The hand that suddenly appeared held the broken knife.

He held it in his hand and waved it gently, and the tiny fragments scattered in unknown places jumped out of the water and out of the clouds, clinging to the two forks as if they were going back in time. In less than two breaths, 3,600 irregularities appeared.

The fragments have attached back to form the blade surface.

Taiyi focused his eyes.

The man was wearing a simple green-gold battle armor and holding a Tianpeng sword.

As the visor opened at the helmet, the ancient green-gold battle armor quickly faded from his body, turning into a huge cauldron suspended at his feet. The man holding the sword looked into the distance, and then looked at the Tianpeng sword in his hand, his eyes revealing

Complex look.

"In the past, the sect was divided. Will I finally unify the Star Luo Sea and restore the glory of the Kunpeng Sect?"

Venerable Chuiyun was filled with regret: "What a pity, Fuyaozi is dead."

The Tao leads to the same destination through different paths, but there are always disagreements in ideas on the way to seek the Tao.

Even if we were classmates, this is no exception. However, it is inevitable for people to feel sad when they are fellow seekers and die on the road, especially if they die in such a way.

The sentimentality disappeared in an instant. Chuiyun turned to look at Taiyi and asked, "Do you still have such a method?"

Venerable Chuiyun's frankness made Taiyi stunned for a moment.

Then he shook his head.

"No more."

"But you can't kill me."

"How can I see it?"

Taiyi did not speak, but quietly looked at Lord Chuiyun who was riding the waves.

The Zunhun Banner became a Taoist weapon, which made Taiyi's strength improve by leaps and bounds. If he could only resist one or two without dying, now he truly has the capital to compete with the Zunhun.

This is why he insists on becoming a Taoist soldier.

Instead of using your trump card to kill one of the venerables in advance.

Killing the Venerable is not the goal, saving one's life is the best result.

Tu Shanjun took a step forward without saying a word.

The black-red steam left only a little bit of broken skin that had not been completely repaired, but his strength was not affected in any way. Rather, this physical body restricted his performance. If the burden of flesh and blood was abandoned, the black jade skeleton would be even better.

.

Shake the soul flag.

The eight Nascent Soul spirits protect Taiyi in the center.

With the two million Yin gods in the banner, plus the nine great Nascent Souls, and being controlled by Taiyi in the late Nascent Soul stage, he may not have the ability to fight against the mid-stage sages.

Even if the Venerable cannot be beaten to death, it is impossible to be beaten to death by the Venerable.

Tu Shanjun's eyes wandered over the outer Yuanying monks. If they could get another soul and gather together the Yuanying ghost kings from all directions, they might even be able to defeat Lord Chuiyun.

After all, there are many Nascent Souls, so don't kill and start a dispute. In the past, it was for the sake of the overall situation. Now that we are facing difficulties, we naturally have to solve the difficulties first, and then clean up the remaining mess after surviving.

The only thing you need to worry about is whether you can protect Taiyi and obtain the Nascent Soul Yinshen at the same time.

Venerable Chuiyun looked at Tushanjun up and down.

He is really jealous.

"Unknown Dao body weapon spirit."

"A Taoist soldier who can advance."

These two items alone will attract immortal cultivators all over the world to chase them, let alone the two together.

Just letting him go like this made Venerable Chuiyun feel like his heart was bleeding.

But he didn't dare to let his disciples fight. One more Yuan Ying Yin Shen in the banner would be a qualitative change. What if there were a few more? Chui Yun shook his head, he was afraid that he would not be a match for that weapon spirit.

Hit, can't get it.

If you don't fight, you won't be willing to give in.

The group fight is afraid that he will become stronger.

Duel...

Okay, I’ve been thinking about it for a while and come back.

"I regret that I let Lingbao advance to the Taoist level after watching the show!" Lord Chuiyun slapped his thigh, feeling annoyed.

Not only could he not fight him, but he also had to stop the Tianpeng Sect from avenging their ancestor Fuyao, because once the Tianpeng Sect's Nascent Soul monk was killed by the weapon spirit, he would have a place in the Zunhun Banner.

If Taiyi had been killed earlier, there would not have been such a bad outcome.

But at that time, Fuyao was still alive after all, and the two of them were wary of each other, so it was impossible to spare their hands and expend all their energy to deal with Taiyi.
To be continued...