Chapter 664 The Spiritual Root of the Inexplicable Promotion of the Great Dao Chain Guwa Well
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Zi Ling Feng Xue
There was a terrified and ear-piercing scream from the top of the mountain, Taoist Lingxu's body trembled, and his face instantly became as pale as paper.
Shouldn't Meng Sheng have fallen in the battle in the "Ancient Wa Quiet Realm"... Why can he be resurrected, and why can he reappear here 500 years later? ! !
Cold sweat oozes from his forehead, the wrinkles between his brows become deeper, the blood in his whole body seems to have been frozen, fear rages in Taoist Lingxu's heart, and his thinking is in chaos.
Moreover, Meng Sheng was plotted to die by him, there was nothing wrong with it, the 'Ancient Wa Quiet Realm' was the burial site of the True Monarch Hedao, and he was only able to practice the Void Stage back then, which is completely unreasonable!
Meng Sheng's eyes were as deep as a pool, with a cold sharpness in his eyes, and an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to have surpassed the emotions of ordinary people, and said calmly: "Taoist Lingxu, it's me."
"...In the early stage of Taoism." Taoist Lingxu's eyes gradually became gloomy, as if thinking of something, "You have been to Tianyu Wonderland, are you here today to seek revenge?"
boom-
At this moment, the ground shook suddenly, and the magic weapon in Meng Sheng's hand was completely formed, like a huge ancient well, its shape was solemn and majestic.
The lines on it are intricate, just like the marks of time, witnessing the rise and fall and vicissitudes of countless years in Guwa Jingjing.
On the top of this ritual vessel, there is an ancient and mysterious pattern engraved, in which emerges the scene of the ancient depression.
The mountains in the pattern are ancient and vast, and the river meanders in them, and every detail exudes a sense of tranquility and solitude.
When Meng Sheng held the Taoist artifact, he clearly felt an ancient aura emanating from the well.
This breath is like an invisible wave, spreading rapidly, making the surrounding air seem to freeze!
Under this coercion, the mountain wind could not help but become silent, and the birdsong stopped, as if the entire mountain range was silent.
Taoist Lingxu's face changed drastically in an instant, and he exclaimed in surprise: "The ancient depression well is in your hands! You actually got the inheritance of the Taoist artifact there?!"
"When you plotted against Meng, you should have known what would happen today."
Meng Sheng spoke coldly. Although his voice was not loud, it could change the color of the situation, and even shake the power of the void avenue.
As soon as the words fell, he walked towards Taoist Lingxu majesticly, his eyes were deep and indifferent, his body exuded boundless power, chains of his own way appeared beside him, instead of the power of the way!
"The avenue is chained into reality... what kind of fairy method is this!"
Taoist Lingxu felt the powerful aura emanating from Meng Sheng's body, and his eyes flashed with astonishment and anger.
He knew that this moment was the time of life and death, and the only way to survive was to try his best, and it was too late to think about anything else.
The magic robe on Taoist Lingxu rattled, and his figure flickered rapidly, turning into a phantom.
He blesses himself with the power of avenues, and displays a peerless movement. Every time he flashes, the air roars, leaving afterimages that seem to be difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. In the late stage of the fusion, why be afraid of this person? ! !
Taoist Lingxu held a long sword, the sword was as bright as a star, cut through the void, and attacked Meng Sheng with a decisive killing intent.
However, when Meng Sheng faced the onslaught of Taoist Lingxu, his power became more and more fierce.
He waved the ancient well, and the endless avenue power contained in the Taoist weapon gathered in his hands, forming a huge storm of avenue chains.
The air around Meng Sheng instantly became stagnant, and the strong sense of oppression made it difficult for Taoist Lingxu to hold on.
The latter tried his best to dodge this powerful force, but he was unable to escape. Meng Sheng's offensive was as violent as the sky falling apart, and every swing was accompanied by violent storms, thunder and lightning.
Meng Sheng's eyes became cold and ruthless, he shot up into the sky, and suddenly swung the ancient well violently, the chain storm of the avenue released condensed into a huge beam of light, illuminating the world in all directions!
This beam of light was like a symbol of destructive power, instantly covering Taoist Lingxu's figure mercilessly, Taoist Lingxu let out a shrill scream and his body trembled violently.
But he still tried his best to resist the impact of Meng Sheng's Taoist weapon. His eyes showed unwillingness and overwhelming anger, but he couldn't stop this terrifying torrent of heaven and earth.
In the blink of an eye, the huge beam of light gradually faded, and the scene fell into a silent silence. Taoist Lingxu's physical body, primordial spirit, divine soul, and seven souls were instantly defeated, turning into a weak afterimage.
But this kind of fighting lasted only for a moment, Taoist Lingxu's body completely collapsed and turned into dust, leaving only a broken breath floating in the air.
But the moment before he died, his face became extremely horrified, as if he had seen some big secret. This person was only a second-line spiritual root, so why did he use the spiritual root as a lure when he launched the final blow? ? !
But now, he is already the root of the sky! !
Taoist Lingxu returned to the heaven and earth with endless regret and doubts, without causing any disturbances. After all, the wild sky is a place where the weak prey on the strong without rules.
Meng Sheng slowly put away the ancient well in his hand, his eyes were still indifferent, but his heart was as calm as water.
He didn't have any joy on his face, and he fought across the two big and small realms, but it was like crushing an ant to death, his eyes were not disturbed, and everything was under his control.
Call ~
A gust of wind blows slowly from the sky, and a spirit body appears beside him, but if you look closely, it is a woman, and her face is exactly the same as Yu Chen's younger sister, Yu Yiwei!
"Brother Meng..." The spirit body's eyes were gloomy and dejected, "Uncle Chu's body has not been found yet... I am afraid there will be no more graves."
"Tomorrow we will go to the Ancient City of True Spirit, it will be more convenient to search for news there."
Meng Sheng covered himself with the black robe, and his face appeared under the light and shadow, "Now the top priority is to restore your physical body first. I heard that the 'Spirit Condensation Grass' will appear in the auction."
"Thank you, Brother Meng."
"Back when you protected me with your body, Meng would not treat you badly."
Meng Sheng spoke calmly, his words were full of vicissitudes, he had experienced too much, "Yu Chen entrusted you to me before he lost, I will not let him down."
The spirit body sighed faintly, and her eyes were also full of stories, she was no longer that simple young lady from the ancient family.
The wild sky is too big, so big that it is no longer possible to see old people.
Meng Sheng's eyes were still full of determination, and his Dao heart was as firm as a rock. He just regarded suffering as a kind of tempering.
He has been used to it since he entered the world of immortality, and he has no time to lament the past.
There are boundless horrors in the barbaric world, but there are also endless opportunities for immortality. As long as he doesn't provoke those legendary longevity families, fairy palaces, etc., he has hope of survival.
"Yiwei, let's go." Meng Sheng breathed out slightly, "Youtian Dapeng haunts this place, don't get too involved with the real spirit, just go to the ancient city of the real spirit."
"Okay, Brother Meng." Yu Yiwei nodded, and suddenly changed the subject, "After so many years, those seniors..."
After Meng Sheng's cold and resolute face heard these words, his expression finally changed. He said in a deep voice: "The Mo family said that the old man took the blame for us and entered the fairy prison."
"That..."
"Okay, Yiwei!" Meng Sheng raised his voice suddenly, with a look of anger that hadn't appeared in his eyes for a long time, "Even if the old man is no longer here, I will finish his unfinished business."
He clenched his fists quietly, and the absolute fear and hatred in his heart never disappeared. Meng Sheng, the Nine Heavens Immortal League, will definitely come to Zhantian in person in the future!For those who opened the sky for his realm, seek justice for his hometown!
Meng Sheng's cold eyes gradually softened, and he seemed to see a tall and straight figure from the back, that was an old senior with an extremely gentle heart, the most respected sage of immortality in his life.
He cupped his hands towards the sky slightly, then his eyes sank, and he disappeared here in an instant with Yu Yiwei.
And the surrounding land is already devastated, the avenues are chaotic, and the vitality is blurred...
Shouldn't Meng Sheng have fallen in the battle in the "Ancient Wa Quiet Realm"... Why can he be resurrected, and why can he reappear here 500 years later? ! !
Cold sweat oozes from his forehead, the wrinkles between his brows become deeper, the blood in his whole body seems to have been frozen, fear rages in Taoist Lingxu's heart, and his thinking is in chaos.
Moreover, Meng Sheng was plotted to die by him, there was nothing wrong with it, the 'Ancient Wa Quiet Realm' was the burial site of the True Monarch Hedao, and he was only able to practice the Void Stage back then, which is completely unreasonable!
Meng Sheng's eyes were as deep as a pool, with a cold sharpness in his eyes, and an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to have surpassed the emotions of ordinary people, and said calmly: "Taoist Lingxu, it's me."
"...In the early stage of Taoism." Taoist Lingxu's eyes gradually became gloomy, as if thinking of something, "You have been to Tianyu Wonderland, are you here today to seek revenge?"
boom-
At this moment, the ground shook suddenly, and the magic weapon in Meng Sheng's hand was completely formed, like a huge ancient well, its shape was solemn and majestic.
The lines on it are intricate, just like the marks of time, witnessing the rise and fall and vicissitudes of countless years in Guwa Jingjing.
On the top of this ritual vessel, there is an ancient and mysterious pattern engraved, in which emerges the scene of the ancient depression.
The mountains in the pattern are ancient and vast, and the river meanders in them, and every detail exudes a sense of tranquility and solitude.
When Meng Sheng held the Taoist artifact, he clearly felt an ancient aura emanating from the well.
This breath is like an invisible wave, spreading rapidly, making the surrounding air seem to freeze!
Under this coercion, the mountain wind could not help but become silent, and the birdsong stopped, as if the entire mountain range was silent.
Taoist Lingxu's face changed drastically in an instant, and he exclaimed in surprise: "The ancient depression well is in your hands! You actually got the inheritance of the Taoist artifact there?!"
"When you plotted against Meng, you should have known what would happen today."
Meng Sheng spoke coldly. Although his voice was not loud, it could change the color of the situation, and even shake the power of the void avenue.
As soon as the words fell, he walked towards Taoist Lingxu majesticly, his eyes were deep and indifferent, his body exuded boundless power, chains of his own way appeared beside him, instead of the power of the way!
"The avenue is chained into reality... what kind of fairy method is this!"
Taoist Lingxu felt the powerful aura emanating from Meng Sheng's body, and his eyes flashed with astonishment and anger.
He knew that this moment was the time of life and death, and the only way to survive was to try his best, and it was too late to think about anything else.
The magic robe on Taoist Lingxu rattled, and his figure flickered rapidly, turning into a phantom.
He blesses himself with the power of avenues, and displays a peerless movement. Every time he flashes, the air roars, leaving afterimages that seem to be difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. In the late stage of the fusion, why be afraid of this person? ! !
Taoist Lingxu held a long sword, the sword was as bright as a star, cut through the void, and attacked Meng Sheng with a decisive killing intent.
However, when Meng Sheng faced the onslaught of Taoist Lingxu, his power became more and more fierce.
He waved the ancient well, and the endless avenue power contained in the Taoist weapon gathered in his hands, forming a huge storm of avenue chains.
The air around Meng Sheng instantly became stagnant, and the strong sense of oppression made it difficult for Taoist Lingxu to hold on.
The latter tried his best to dodge this powerful force, but he was unable to escape. Meng Sheng's offensive was as violent as the sky falling apart, and every swing was accompanied by violent storms, thunder and lightning.
Meng Sheng's eyes became cold and ruthless, he shot up into the sky, and suddenly swung the ancient well violently, the chain storm of the avenue released condensed into a huge beam of light, illuminating the world in all directions!
This beam of light was like a symbol of destructive power, instantly covering Taoist Lingxu's figure mercilessly, Taoist Lingxu let out a shrill scream and his body trembled violently.
But he still tried his best to resist the impact of Meng Sheng's Taoist weapon. His eyes showed unwillingness and overwhelming anger, but he couldn't stop this terrifying torrent of heaven and earth.
In the blink of an eye, the huge beam of light gradually faded, and the scene fell into a silent silence. Taoist Lingxu's physical body, primordial spirit, divine soul, and seven souls were instantly defeated, turning into a weak afterimage.
But this kind of fighting lasted only for a moment, Taoist Lingxu's body completely collapsed and turned into dust, leaving only a broken breath floating in the air.
But the moment before he died, his face became extremely horrified, as if he had seen some big secret. This person was only a second-line spiritual root, so why did he use the spiritual root as a lure when he launched the final blow? ? !
But now, he is already the root of the sky! !
Taoist Lingxu returned to the heaven and earth with endless regret and doubts, without causing any disturbances. After all, the wild sky is a place where the weak prey on the strong without rules.
Meng Sheng slowly put away the ancient well in his hand, his eyes were still indifferent, but his heart was as calm as water.
He didn't have any joy on his face, and he fought across the two big and small realms, but it was like crushing an ant to death, his eyes were not disturbed, and everything was under his control.
Call ~
A gust of wind blows slowly from the sky, and a spirit body appears beside him, but if you look closely, it is a woman, and her face is exactly the same as Yu Chen's younger sister, Yu Yiwei!
"Brother Meng..." The spirit body's eyes were gloomy and dejected, "Uncle Chu's body has not been found yet... I am afraid there will be no more graves."
"Tomorrow we will go to the Ancient City of True Spirit, it will be more convenient to search for news there."
Meng Sheng covered himself with the black robe, and his face appeared under the light and shadow, "Now the top priority is to restore your physical body first. I heard that the 'Spirit Condensation Grass' will appear in the auction."
"Thank you, Brother Meng."
"Back when you protected me with your body, Meng would not treat you badly."
Meng Sheng spoke calmly, his words were full of vicissitudes, he had experienced too much, "Yu Chen entrusted you to me before he lost, I will not let him down."
The spirit body sighed faintly, and her eyes were also full of stories, she was no longer that simple young lady from the ancient family.
The wild sky is too big, so big that it is no longer possible to see old people.
Meng Sheng's eyes were still full of determination, and his Dao heart was as firm as a rock. He just regarded suffering as a kind of tempering.
He has been used to it since he entered the world of immortality, and he has no time to lament the past.
There are boundless horrors in the barbaric world, but there are also endless opportunities for immortality. As long as he doesn't provoke those legendary longevity families, fairy palaces, etc., he has hope of survival.
"Yiwei, let's go." Meng Sheng breathed out slightly, "Youtian Dapeng haunts this place, don't get too involved with the real spirit, just go to the ancient city of the real spirit."
"Okay, Brother Meng." Yu Yiwei nodded, and suddenly changed the subject, "After so many years, those seniors..."
After Meng Sheng's cold and resolute face heard these words, his expression finally changed. He said in a deep voice: "The Mo family said that the old man took the blame for us and entered the fairy prison."
"That..."
"Okay, Yiwei!" Meng Sheng raised his voice suddenly, with a look of anger that hadn't appeared in his eyes for a long time, "Even if the old man is no longer here, I will finish his unfinished business."
He clenched his fists quietly, and the absolute fear and hatred in his heart never disappeared. Meng Sheng, the Nine Heavens Immortal League, will definitely come to Zhantian in person in the future!For those who opened the sky for his realm, seek justice for his hometown!
Meng Sheng's cold eyes gradually softened, and he seemed to see a tall and straight figure from the back, that was an old senior with an extremely gentle heart, the most respected sage of immortality in his life.
He cupped his hands towards the sky slightly, then his eyes sank, and he disappeared here in an instant with Yu Yiwei.
And the surrounding land is already devastated, the avenues are chaotic, and the vitality is blurred...
