There was deathly silence on the top of the mountain.
Thousands of people were messy in the wind and had no idea what was going on.
In their opinion, the sheep snake came forward with great momentum as soon as it climbed the mountain, with its sword drawn and pointed at it, and it was incredibly arrogant.
But unexpectedly, he suddenly knelt down.
The kneeling was so abrupt and terrifying.
For a time, countless people's scalps went numb.
Of course they would not think that the sheep snake was frightened out of fear. How could a great master of the divine veins, the leader of a sect in the far north, be paralyzed by fear at just one glance.
The only possibility is that in that glance, something happened to him that they could not understand.
This unknown made them all a little frightened.
Even Zhao Changlin, Mu Hanfeng, Lan Da and others were frightened.
Their Qi veins were already established, and they vaguely knew what was happening, but it was precisely because of this that they were shocked.
The spiritual martial arts in the world are led by Chakravartin, and the spiritual practitioners are led by Chakravarter King and Moon Worshiping Master. But can even these two people scare a master of divine veins so easily?
Many people looked in front of the mountain gate, where black and white intertwined, like two swimming fishes, turned into a figure named "Tai Chi Diagram". An Qisheng sat quietly, as if nothing happened.
Yun Haitian and Wang Jianglong were also secretly surprised. They knew what happened.
However, he did not expect that An Qisheng's 'god' would be powerful enough to affect the sheep and snakes that had been forging their divine veins for many years.
Tick tock~
Big beads of sweat fell on the smooth white jade slab.
Sheep and Snake were in a trance, not knowing where they were, let alone whether everything in front of them was true or false.
The mental pain reflected on his body was so real that every inch of his body was twitching and trembling.
Unparalleled sleepiness, exhaustion and pain spread in his heart, so much so that even though he knelt down in front of everyone, he didn't even feel a trace of shame in his heart.
Until a piece of white jade letter, which looked like ice and snow condensed, slipped from his sleeve.
Ding~
There was a crisp touching sound.
This is......
The patriarch’s letter!
There was a sparkle in Yang She's gray eyes, and he even ignored why he had forgotten this letter.
The sheep and snake grabbed the letter, their lips squirmed, showing fear and fear.
With divine veins, it can disperse the divine will and leave a trace of its own mark on some special materials filled with spiritual energy.
Just like An Qisheng can leave his 'immortal killing platform' on the sword-solving stone.
This letter also contains a piece of Pang Wanyang’s martial arts!
He dared to provoke Taoist Wang Quan, naturally because of Pang Wanyang's letter.
A few months ago, he sent a letter to Huangjue Temple, tried his best to provoke him, and still came out of Huangjue Temple safe and sound. It was because of Pang Wanyang's letter.
But he never expected it.
The 'god' of this royal Taoist was so tyrannical that he actually forgot about the existence of this letter and suffered the most brutal torture in the world.
clatter!
The faint knocking sound disappeared immediately.
An Qisheng looked down at the sheep and snake kneeling on the ground. To be precise, it was the fallen letter, and said lightly:
"One letter gave you the confidence to challenge me. Pang Wanyang is really amazing..."
From the beginning to the end, his attention was not on the leader of the Hell Demon Sect, Yang She, who was originally expected to be replaced by Kong San, but on this letter.
Pang Wanyang’s letters.
Some people, even if they are no longer alive, will never be forgotten by the world.
Pang Wanyang is such a person.
The leader of the Six Hell Demon Sect, the overlord who has been the best in the world for decades, has reached the highest level of Taiyin Wuji, and is known as the ultimate grand master who is closest to heaven.
Who dares to ignore it?
The faint words floated on the top of the mountain, without any warmth in them, but a crisis suddenly rose in Sheep Snake's heart.
This old Taoist priest wants to kill me!
"Master Wang Quan..."
Sheep Snake's heart was beating wildly, and she held up the letter with trembling hands:
"I'm here to deliver a message for the sect master, you can't kill me!"
"Do you think......."
An Qisheng's body leaned slightly, like a mountain leaning forward, and the overwhelming momentum flowed down:
"Am I fighting you?"
What?
Sheep Snake's pupils shrank, as if he remembered something extremely terrifying, and his expression changed drastically.
But the next moment, there seemed to be thunder.
boom!
Above the mountains and rivers, the wind is surging.
The sudden gust of wind was like thousands of wind dragons howling in unison, and the turbulent air flow in an instant caused the clothes and hats of many martial arts practitioners to be blown away without a trace.
But at this moment, no one cares about that.
Everyone looked at the 'Sheep Snake' who was slowly getting up in the storm.
As the goat snake slowly stood up, the strong wind on the top of the mountain moved around it like a series of spiritual snakes, surrounding it.
In the eyes of everyone.
'Sheep Snake''s already tall and burly body became taller and straighter, becoming more symmetrical and slender, and his rough face changed even more.
The rough face became elegant, the deep-set eyes became narrow and long, and the thick long eyebrows became light, rising like smoke clouds.
He is still dressed like a cashier, but his whole temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes!
He held his hands upside down, filling the void with a majestic aura that looked down upon the world.
It seems thicker and more majestic than other mountains, making people look at it with awe.
"Pang Wanyang!"
In front of the mountain gate, Wang Jianglong and Yun Haitian stood up suddenly. They couldn't hide their shock when they looked at the man in robe standing with his hands behind his hands in the wind.
"Pang, Pang Wanyang?"
"How could he be Pang Wanyang?"
"How did he become Pang Wanyang? What kind of martial arts is this?"
There was chaos on the top of the mountain. Thousands of people were all frightened. They left the place unconsciously, just wanting to stay away from the figure.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree.
With just one name, thousands of people in the martial arts world changed their expressions, and would have almost run away if it hadn't been for him blocking the mountain road.
It can be seen how powerful he is.
Zhao Changlin, Lan Da and others also changed their colors.
"Amitabha!"
Sanyin, Sanmu and other great monks also stood up, clasped their hands together and chanted the Buddha's name:
"I don't want the Demon Lord to borrow his body..."
Divine Pulse, in any force and in any dynasty, is an absolute big shot, an ancestor-level figure who dominates one party.
Although Sheep Snake is not as good as the Red Sun Dharma King, he is still a god with divine veins.
Being abandoned like this, the three old monks were shocked and inexplicable.
The whole place was shocked.
Only An Qisheng sat as still as the earth, his pale eyes looking directly at Pang Wanyang who had borrowed his body.
The first hurdle for the Qi pulse to enter the divine vein is the 'Yin Shen leaving the body', but this does not mean that the divine vein can occupy other people's bodies at will.
Among all the martial arts in the world, the only martial art that can be reborn through reincarnation is Tianyi Seizing Spirit Sutra.
There are quite a few martial arts that are based on the will of others.
It's just that it's not easy to do it. The 'god' is ten times stronger than the person who borrows his body, so he can try to do it.
Pang Wanyang borrowing his body was not something that shocked Wang Jianglong and others.
What shocked them was that Pang Wanyang could actually come with the help of divine veins!
The significance of this had to shock them.
Pang Wanyang's expression was peaceful and tranquil. He didn't look like an unparalleled devil, but rather like an elegant accountant.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at An Qisheng and the black and white Tai Chi diagram behind him, his eyes brightening slightly:
“This picture, with its black and white color, alludes to yin and yang, there is yin in yang, there is yang in yin, but the Taoist has a good spirit...
What's the name of this picture? "
He spoke calmly, but his voice was no longer that of a sheep or a snake.
Instead, there was a clanging sound like gold and jade colliding, and the words contained a strong divine meaning that affected everyone unconsciously.
But this is not intentional, but natural.
What is Wuji?
Wuji means that there are no boundaries or boundaries, it is boundless and endless.
Divine will is almost in harmony with heaven and earth, and every word and action seems to resonate with heaven and earth.
"Pang Wanyang..."
An Qisheng's eyes rippled:
"Tai Chi diagram!"
While Pang Wanyang was sizing him up, he was naturally also sizing up the world's number one master.
An Qisheng was deeply touched.
As Pang Wanyang spoke, he could feel the void on the top of the mountain, the earth, and the rocks, all trembling slightly, and the dead things became alive.
It even gave him the illusion that as long as Pang Wanyang was willing, this mountain peak would disintegrate and turn into powder.
"Tai Chi diagram, what a Tai Chi diagram..."
Pang Wanyang looked down at the top of the mountain and sighed slightly:
"I originally thought that Taoists were blessed with divine weapons from heaven and humans, but I didn't expect that there are still outstanding people like Taoists in the world..."
It was probably because of this that he came here.
From a dying body to what it is now in just two years, it is a miracle to anyone. There has been no such miracle in the Jiufu Realm for tens of thousands of years.
He originally thought that this Taoist had such a good fortune because of the divine weapons.
But he didn't expect it to be more powerful than he thought.
This Tai Chi diagram was more surprising and shocking to him than seeing the divine weapons.
An Qisheng's expression did not change and he responded calmly:
"The Demon Lord comes here with the faith of a divine vein, isn't it just for praise?"
"I never expected that the Taoist master would practice the wheel-turning method to such a level that he could trap this ray of my divine will in the body of the sheep and snake..."
Pang Wanyang's eyes were deep and seemed to be neither happy nor angry:
"You can kill one of my six prisons with just a few clicks. The Taoist master's methods are also amazing."
He sent Sheep Snake to deliver the message, just to see the martial arts of this Taoist King from a distance, but he had no intention of borrowing his body.
For those with divine veins, their body, mind, and body have become extremely harmonious.
The old Taoist priest used the wheel-turning method to trap this ray of divine will in the body of the sheep and snake. If he stayed there for a long time, the body of the sheep and snake would live but the spirit would die.
And if he leaves the body.
The goat and snake will only be like a punctured water bag, unable to reach perfection, and will eventually die.
It can be said that just as he said, the sheep and snakes are convinced to die.
"The Demon Lord doesn't seem angry?"
An Qisheng's eyes narrowed slightly.
When you look at people with your eyes, you only see their skin; when you look at people with your heart, you see their spirit.
The two met for only a moment, but they had a profound understanding of each other. Just as Pang Wanyang saw the mystery of the Tai Chi diagram, he also saw Pang Wanyang's ruthless and selfless way.
"Who in the world is immortal? If you are not a human being, you will die in three hundred years. How and when will you die? What's the big deal?"
Pang Wanyang smiled:
“To die at the hands of a Taoist, the life of Sheep and Snake is not in vain!
It's a pity that Mr. Pang doesn't have a wife or children. Otherwise, if he were to be killed by a Taoist at his door, it would be hard for them to find good fortune in three lifetimes. "
A voice with a faint smile echoed from the top of the mountain.
But everyone who heard these words felt a chill in their hearts, feeling a bone-chilling chill.
There are many people in the world who are indifferent to family affection, but this is the first time they have seen someone who can say such shocking words in such plain words.
Hearing this, An Qisheng raised his eyelids and said quietly:
"It seems that the Demon Lord wants this good fortune."
()
