Chapter 1790

Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that there would be divine consciousness in such a place, and this divine consciousness was not weak.

"Which Taoist friend broke into the Chinese mainland?" the moment this divine knowledge robbed, there was a very bad voice.

As soon as the voice came out, the divine knowledge stabbed like a sword, which was very impolite.

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed and snorted coldly. The divine consciousness turned into countless ropes and bound all the sword shape divine consciousness layer by layer. Then he pinched it violently, and the sword shape divine consciousness collapsed directly.

This divine sense is not very strong. It should be around the early stage of the earth fairy. Zhuo Wenxiu has reached the middle stage of the earth fairy, and the divine sense is infinitely amplified under the action of the Tao. The divine sense in the early stage of the earth fairy really can't have any impact on him.

"What?"

At the moment when the sword shape divine sense was broken, the master of the divine sense snorted, revealing the sound of shock and anger.

The mortals below did not notice the collision of the two divine senses, but the collision of divine senses swept up a terrible wind in the sky.

As soon as the wind came out, many mortals below trembled involuntarily and hurriedly entered their respective houses. The husband and wife in the small courtyard also felt the Yin wind. They snuggled up to each other and entered the people's house.

Zhuo Wen looked nostalgically at the couple who had entered the house below his eyes. Then he sighed and his divine consciousness began to dissipate slowly.

"I don't know when I can come back..." a faint voice sounded in the air, and finally Zhuo Wen's divine consciousness disappeared.

At the moment when Zhuo Wen's divine sense disappeared, a rainbow swept across the sky and came to the place where Zhuo Wen Fang's divine sense was located.

The man was dressed in a long white shirt and looked like he was in his 40s. He stepped on a flying sword under his feet.

At the moment, his face was a little pale, and there was a trace of blood on his mouth. He said to himself in fear: "just now, the God knows who the master is? He is so powerful and so strange. He is not a friar in mainland China. Who is he?"

This man meditated, but he didn't have any clue at all, and he also knew that Zhuo Wen had been merciful in that fight just now.

If Zhuo Wen was really cruel, I'm afraid he would not only be slightly injured.

"You'd better go back and report it to the patriarch!" the man shook his head, stepped on his right foot and disappeared here in an instant.

Strangely, in the process of this person's back and forth, many mortals below did not notice at all, as if the middle-aged man was just transparent.

Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes. What appeared in front of him was still a mountain, a Taoist temple and an old Taoist.

At the moment, the old Taoist looked at Zhuo Wen with a smile and said, "little friend, can you trace back to the origin?"

Zhuo Wen looked deeply at the old Taoist priest in front of him and said in a deep voice, "who are you...?"

The old Taoist smiled, holding the bamboo slips in his hand and said with a smile: "it seems that Xiaoyou has traced back to the origin. It's really good that you can enter the threshold of Tao meaning. This kind of thing is ethereal and there is no one in 100 million. You can really understand it. It can be seen that you are extraordinary."

Speaking of this, an invisible ripple spread throughout the space. Then Zhuo Wen was pushed upside down. Then he saw the mountain collapsing and the Taoist temple collapsing.

In the Taoist temple, the old Taoist was still holding bamboo slips. A green cow appeared at his feet, rose up and walked away slowly.

And the green bull walked very slowly in Zhuo Wen's eyes, but every step was hundreds of millions of miles, like shrinking into an inch.

"Ha ha! Little friend, if you have a chance, we'll see you again. Take this. It's my keepsake. If you're lucky to successfully turn God and get the astrolabe in the future, you can cross the starry sky. At that time, you can come to China to find me."

The old man's laughter echoed in Zhuo Wen's ear, and then a purple air appeared in his hand.

The purple air was only the size of a thumb. It was foggy, but Zhuo Wen felt like a pearl.

"Ride a green bull and leave the pass..."

Zhuo Wen rubbed the purple Qi in his hand, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. In his mind, he suddenly thought of a figure in the classical legend of the previous life, who was Lao Tzu, the founder of Taoism.

Whoosh!

At the moment when the mountains and Taoist temples disappeared, the invisible ripples appeared again. If Zhuo Wen was outside now, he would be very shocked.

At the moment, near the ancient rock where Zhuo Wen is located, almost all are filled with terrible white awns, which are more and more rich and powerful.

When the white awn was full-bodied to the extreme, it began to merge into a ball, began to creep constantly, and finally showed a huge arch in the void.

"This is... The gate of all wonders?"

As soon as Dou Hua's pupils contracted, he suddenly stood up and stared at the arch on the void.

Not only him, but also more than a dozen immortal ancestors on the futon couldn't sit still. They stood up one after another and stared at the arch door.

Although they have never understood the meaning of Taoism, they have all seen it in ancient books. Those who understand the meaning of Taoism will have many wonderful doors. These wonderful doors are extremely mysterious. It is said that those who step into this door can basically understand the meaning of Taoism.

Shi Ji's eyes narrowed falsely. He stared at the wonderful doors above, and his eyes were full of complex colors.

"It is said that you can understand the meaning of Tao when you step into the wonderful door..."

He Wushang's eyes were hot. He immediately stepped on the void with his right foot. Unexpectedly, he jumped up first and swept away towards the wonderful doors.

Not only he Wushang, the beast made Wei Wuyin, the ancestor of the family, meditate for a moment, but also followed him.

In addition to these two people, the rest of the immortal ancestors and the Lord of the battlefield had flashing eyes and didn't take any rash action. Although they were also very keen on the idea, they were wiser and could feel the powerful breath from the wonderful doors.

He Wushang glanced in front of the wonderful gate in an instant, and his eyes reached the extreme. Then he took a step to step into the wonderful gate.

Boom!

However, when he Wushang stepped out with his right foot, an extremely strong sense of crisis immediately rushed into his heart.

Inside the wonderful gate, countless white mans surged and gathered into a huge palm.

The texture on the surface of this palm is clear and lifelike, just like the palm of a real person. In particular, the breath in the palm is extremely vast and terrible.

When this palm appeared, he Wushang's sense of crisis in his mind had reached the peak. Then he shouted angrily, and immediately retreated again and again, afraid to approach the wonderful door.

Unfortunately, the palm of his hand recognized him. With a whoosh, it set off an endless wind and suddenly swept towards he Wushang. Its speed was far faster than he Wushang expected.

"Damn it!"

He Wushang shouted angrily, waved his sleeve robe, and for a long time, countless weapons virtual shadows rushed out of his sleeve robe and burst into the palm of his hand.

Unfortunately, this palm is too terrible. The moment the virtual shadow of the weapon just touched the palm, it immediately collapsed and collapsed. He Wu was so frightened that he was not sad and scared.

Wei Wuyin, who had followed he Wushang behind him, naturally saw this scene. He didn't want to. He immediately retreated and didn't intend to help he Wushang resist this palm together.

He Wushang naturally saw this scene and scolded secretly in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. Although he had some friendship with Wei Wuyin, he couldn't help Wei Wuyin at a critical moment, which was too expensive.

"Knife, sword, gun!"

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he Wushang pinched his right hand. After a while, he set off three storms around him. These three storms contain knife shadow, sword shadow and gun shadow respectively, and the power generated is extremely terrible.

Three storms roared in front of he Wu. The endless fierce Qi can penetrate the sky and the earth and make the sun and the moon shine.

Unfortunately, the palm was only blocked by these three storms for a moment, and the surface of the palm was a powerful invisible ripple.

This invisible ripple spreads out, layers upon layers, and the surrounding space collapses and collapses.

The three originally fierce and terrible storms suddenly stagnated in place at the moment when the invisible ripples filled in, and then collapsed directly like glass.

He Wushang was shocked and bitter. He didn't expect that these wonderful doors were so terrible, and the big hands derived from them were so strange. His attack was like tofu, which didn't hinder it.

Whoosh!

The big hand is as powerful as a bamboo. It comes again and blows in front of he Wushang.

He Wushang no longer kept it. He took out a mass of black Qi from the spirit ring. This black Qi was surrounded by countless virtual shadows. When you look carefully, most of these virtual shadows are in the style of various weapons, which looks very strange and terrible.

What's more strange is that the breath in the black gas is extremely vast and terrible. When they look at it, they only feel that their heart beats faster and their heart trembles. It can be said that the black gas is by no means simple.

"Wang Ren's immortal and holy weapon 'hundred soldiers'!" Dou Hua narrowed his eyes and showed a trace of interest.

"It is said that these hundred soldiers are the holy weapons of the past masters of the Wang Ren family. They contain the soul of hundreds of weapons. They can change the form of weapons at will. They can be regarded as the best of the immortal holy weapons." other ancestors also talked about it one after another.

There is no doubt that he Wushang's hundred celestial and holy weapons should be well-known among the people, otherwise it would be impossible to cause such a lively discussion.

"The soul of a hundred soldiers!"

He Wushang roared angrily and grabbed the black gas with his right hand. Suddenly, the black gas began to grow several feet long. It looked like a stick rather than a stick, a gun rather than a gun, especially the virtual shadow around a hundred soldiers. With his grasp, it spread directly.

The virtual shadows turned into a circle of black Qi, which lingered around he Wushang. There were countless souls of weapons in the black Qi, full of fierce and killing Qi.