"Is this a reversal of destiny?"

Meng Xi lay on the cushion, breathing weakly, feeling the continuous loss of life, and a look of struggle appeared on her pale face: "Reversal of destiny, ten deaths are gone, is it worth doing this?"

When Meng Xi just joined Qingzhai Dao Temple, he had already heard that Zhang Daoran was punished by the Heavenly Dao because of the disciple You Yixiu who leaked the secrets of the Wengu earthquake. He was in a coma for more than two years.

Just a disciple who leaks the secrets of heaven will be punished by the laws of heaven. Now he is reversing the destiny of heaven. What kind of punishment will he be punished?

Is it a life for another life, or is it destroyed, and there is no return.

A hint of anxiety appeared on Meng Xi's face, trying to stop Zhang Daoran from casting spells. Unfortunately, his eyes were a little dazed, his spiritual sense was dizzy, and he was about to fall into darkness. He wanted to move his fingers, but he was weak all over. And he felt that all his strength was slowly lost to his body.

As soon as my eyes turned dark, Meng Xi felt that his soul was about to float out of his body. At this time, there was a mysterious force that pulled the soul and prevented the soul from leaving his body. Meng Xi felt sad: "If I just died like this, he would not have to go against the will of heaven and change his fate, reverse the way of heaven, and be punished."

"Click..."

Suddenly, a thunder sounded through the sky. A lightning flashed across the sky. The world in front of me was dark. This lightning flashed through the sky and cut through the darkness, just like Pangu opening the sky, cutting through the chaos.

The sky, the stars dotted, and around, silent.

In this moment, the soul returned to the orifice and gradually became clear. There was a strange feeling of returning from hell to the earth, from death to rebirth. In front of him, Zhang Daoran's body turned into a blurry image, like thousands of people, occupying everything in front of him.

Among the thousands of phantoms, a colorful sword flashed with colorful light, as if it had a fatal attraction, which firmly attracted a lightning in the air. Lightning penetrated the sky and should have passed away. At this time, one of the orange lightning floated only three feet above the colorful sword. The other end extended to an unknown distance. The place closest to the colorful sword is still slowly shortening the distance.

The stars were already full of stars, and a black cloud surged in an instant. Within a radius of thousands of miles, the black clouds covered the sky and thunder. The black clouds were only more than ten meters away from the ground, and seemed to be within reach.

A terrifying pressure came overwhelmingly. Meng Xi felt that at this moment, his body seemed to be crushed by this pressure. His body seemed to sink into an abyss, sinking faster and faster.

Weirdly, Meng Xi was very awake and thoughts turned quickly just like before she was injured. Her eyes noticed that she had stopped walking and stood at her feet. Her majestic figure seemed to shake slightly at the moment when this pressure was pressing down, and her body was also slightly bent.

"He... can't bear it?"

The power of the heavenly way is pressed upon, and I am afraid it is an immortal. No, the saints cannot resist it!

"That's it, because of me, he lost his life?"

Meng Xi wanted to struggle to get up, but her body seemed uncontrollable. It was like looking at a huge rock and thinking that the huge rock flew with her thoughts. In the end, the huge rock did not move.

"Use my way to enter the way of heaven. The laws will not disperse, and the rules will not disappear." At one moment, when the power of heaven is pressing against the heaven and earth, Zhang Daoran's body is bent, and it is like a rotten wood at any time, which is difficult to support a thousand pounds of gravity to break. As Zhang Daoran recites a spell in his mouth, his body slowly straightens. As Zhang Daoran's body slowly stands straight, the black cloud, which was only more than ten meters long, slowly rises into the air with a big hand.

"My Tao is not the Tao, and I can get it freely. The traces of Tao can be complemented, and the meaning of Tao can be compatible..." Zhang Daoran continued to chant the spell in his mouth, and the black clouds in the sky slowly dissipated. Meng Xi felt that at this moment, his soul was baptized, and his consciousness floated and fluttered, just like the cold winter month, the body that was originally frozen was placed in a hot spring, warm and comfortable.

As the scenery in front of him changed, Meng Xi felt his soul floating out of his body and standing in the courtyard of Sanqing Temple. The sky above the courtyard of Sanqing Temple was restored to the sky, and a lightning bolt was infinitely close to the colorful long sword.

A big net shining with thousands of colors, covering the sky. On the earth, there seemed to be countless ropes with thousands of colors, splitting the earth into square blocks of one meter. A burst of mysterious aura surged out of the earth and gathered in the air.

Above the Sanqing Temple, in the center, above the thousands of bright silk threads, there was a blurred figure standing. This figure exudes the eternal aura of loving love, tolerance, heart like the sea, and tolerance.

In the air, not far from this mysterious figure, eight figures, dressed in different costumes, were surrounded by light, and they all extended their right hand, and mysterious auras gathered above the Sanqing Temple.

"My way is the way, the origin of the way. The way of heaven is the way, the chapter of the great way. The way of human beings is the way, faith is the abyss. The way of gods is the way, and creation of the world..."

Zhang Daoran's voice continued to float into his consciousness, and Meng Xi suddenly realized: "This is the manifestation of the will of heaven, earth, man and god!"

"He can actually summon the four paths of heaven, earth, man and god!"

Meng Xi was a little dazed, and a lot of doubts surged in her heart: "Who is he and what level of cultivation he is?"

It has been a while since I practiced Taoism. Meng Xi is no longer a rookie who has just entered the Tao. She is very clear about the four paths of heaven, earth, man and god, and cannot be summoned by human power. It can be said that the four paths of heaven, earth, man and god represent the peak of Taoism...

As these thoughts appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, Meng Xi felt that the miraculous feeling just now disappeared instantly. He was still lying on the cushion, and the pressure around him was still there, and he couldn't move at all. Zhang Daoran in front of him stood straight, his head slightly raised, as if he had an unyielding will.

There is a great kind of emperor's aura that I am the supreme and all things surrender.

“Sizi…”

A sound of high-voltage current collision came into my ears. Meng Xi looked at the air. The colorful sword had already come into contact with lightning. The colorful sword slowly sank and floated to Meng Xi's chest. As the colorful sword continued to sink, the originally three feet and three inches of colorful sword slowly melted.

The colorful long sword, every time it sinks for a distance, the colorful long sword melts away.

Thunder and lightning sank only one meter with the colorful sword, and the colorful sword was at least ten centimeters shorter.

Meng Xi felt that the half-broken sword began to tremble in the place where the long sword was inserted in his chest. The wound was not painful but felt, but it felt like it was numb and itchy.

Lightning, as the colorful sword continued to descend, the moment when the colorful sword disappeared completely, Zhang Daoran's figure turned slightly and roared: "In my name, it will lead to electricity into the body. The injuries will be dispelled and the vitality will be restored..."

“Buzz…”

In an instant, lightning that had been stretching in the air for unknown distance instantly penetrated into Meng Xi's body.

The powerful force constantly destroys vitality, but it creates endless vitality in the destruction. Meng Xi felt a numbness in his body, and the sword in his chest was broken, shaking even more violently.

"laugh......"

The broken sword shot out from Meng Xi's chest, bringing up a stream of blood. The stream was pulled by a mysterious force and re-entered into Meng Xi's body. The wound instantly scabbed and fell off, and healed in a blink of an eye.

"Bang bang..."

The heart that had stopped beating suddenly came with a muffled drumbeat.

The paralysis of lightning and the vitality of the body made Meng Xi fall into chaos without realizing it.

Seeing that, Mengxi felt that she seemed to be in control of her body again, and all her senses were instantly restored. A breeze blew by, Mengxi felt that her body seemed to be touched by a breeze.

"In my name, all the Taos enter the body and into my world, and the Taoist heart remains unchanged..."

In a daze, in a drowsy moment, I felt my body floating and entering another space. It seemed that I was wearing a brute force on my body...
Chapter completed!