The ancient spiritual treasure path

Chapter 30: The instrument of carrying the Tao, Fang Zun Ding

Opposite Tian Wu, the invisible and qualityless demonic energy transformed into Zhu Li's figure again. Looking at the traces of light in the galaxy in front of Tian Wu, Zhu Li also had a smile on his face: "I hope you can use your full strength next time."

"Hahaha, let's see how far Brother Dao can push me next time."

Tian Wu looked at Zhu Li, with a flash of light in his eyes: "You can feel that I didn't use all my strength. This person's Taoism is probably still above mine. It seems that not only me, but also this person has retained some Strength, fun, really fun, choosing to go out for a trip is really rewarding.”

Tian Wu smiled on his face, and a bright laughter came from his mouth: "Brother Tao, this is the farewell, and we will see you again if we are destined."

The moment the voice fell, Tian Wu's entire body turned into a cyan light mark and instantly rose to the sky. The prohibition pattern on Wuye Mountain seemed to be ineffective at this moment, unable to trap Tian Wu in the slightest.

"Not only did he not use his full strength, but he also seemed to have hidden part of his cultivation. As expected, there is no simple innate holiness. This is the case for Tian Wu, and the same is true for this Emperor Hong."

Zhu Li turned to look at Hong Ling, who was fighting Di Hong in the distance. Hong Ling, who was originally confident that he could defeat Di Hong, now looked a little pale. The five-color divine light that restrained all methods faced Di Hong's true sun fire and big sun. The divine light could not gain the upper hand at all. Rounds of golden and white sun-shaped ax light fell from the sky, blasting the red caltrops away again and again.

The densely packed wing patterns on the Feng Shou Feiyu long sword bloomed with brilliance. Looking at the increasingly high-spirited Emperor Hong on the opposite side, a solemn look appeared on Hong Ling's face. It was completely different from the last time they fought. At this time, Emperor Hong It is completely different from what it was thousands of years ago.

In the fight between Hongling and Dihong thousands of years ago, although Dihong had the absolute upper hand, it was because Hongling himself did not use all his strength at that time. But it was different now. Although Hongling still did not use his full strength, She could also feel that Di Hong also did not use all his strength.

Just relying on the White Yue of Qiongtian and the True Fire of the Sun, Di Hong was able to block Hong Ling's five-color divine light. Thousands of years ago, Hong Ling's five-color divine light could easily extinguish Di Hong's True Fire of the Sun.

"He's progressing so fast. It seems I underestimated him a little too much before."

The red caltrop teeth were clenched, and the long sword flew across the air. A cold light suddenly appeared, and then the overwhelming sword light was like starlight falling, covering Di Hong's body in an instant.

Dots of cold stars bloomed, radiating brightly and brilliantly, as if a bright sea of ​​stars enveloped Di Hong's body. Each cold star was enmeshed with the mighty essence of the five elements, enough to easily obliterate an ordinary monk in the ancient god realm.

However, I saw one after another of the golden and white ax light emerging from the white ax in the sky in Di Hong's hand. A whole nine rounds of the sun appeared, and the violent power of the Zhiyang exploded. The sky was filled with brilliant sword light and hidden The five colors of divine light inside were all shattered, and were blasted into pieces by the nine-round sun ax light.

Feng Shou Feiyu's long sword whined, as if it had been slightly traumatized. The five-colored divine light flashed in front of Hong Ling, and the earth rose. Countless strange iron and divine gold were melted in front of him, turning into a phoenix with its wings folded together. The magic shield blocked the rounds of the sun that fell down in front of him again.

A violent torrent of golden flames pours out from both sides of Hong Ling's body. The blazing high temperature and the sharp divine light of the sun spread like sword light. The five-color divine light surrounding Hong Ling's body is slightly turbulent, and the five rays of light are rotating inside it. The innate divine light was stagnant for a moment, as if it could not withstand the masculine and exploding divine light of the sun. "Turn around!"

Hongling let out a sweet shout, and the five-color divine light lingered around Hongling like a ring. Wood produced fire, fire produced earth, earth produced gold, gold produced water, and water produced wood. Between the five elements, a majestic shadow of the world appeared. Around Hong Ling, the immense power wiped out all the surging golden sea of ​​fire tides in just an instant.

During the rotation of the five elements, the black divine light enveloped the remaining four colors of divine light. A divine light as deep and dark as ink burst out from in front of Hong Ling, and the brilliance bloomed like an abyss. The golden and white suns collapsed one after another, and the vast water vapor filled the sky, extinguishing all the true sun fire burning around Emperor Hong.

Facing the black divine light that integrated the five elements, the true fire of the sun controlled by Di Hong was tightly suppressed. Even if Di Hong activated the true fire of the sun, he could not break through the overwhelming black divine light. In the interlocking ripples, the golden true fire disintegrated and extinguished little by little, and was swallowed into the abyss by the water.

Clang!

Qingyue's sword chant suddenly sounded at this moment, and the black water light all over the sky was wrapped and contained by an extremely bright sword light. The long sword with phoenix head and feathers was covered with a thin layer of water light and slashed towards Dihong.

The brilliant sword light covered the four extremes and the eight wastelands. Between the sword light and the space around where Di Hong was in the void, all the spaces were covered by the sword light. At the same time, there was a true meaning of the Nirvana Avenue that revolved around life and death. Di Hong’s soul body.

Under various means, all of Di Hong's divine passage techniques were tightly restricted in his body. Hong Ling was going to completely defeat Di Hong with this sword!
"If you want to defeat me with this method, Hong Ling, you underestimate the innate sanctity!"

A cold smile appeared on Di Hong's face, and between his eyebrows, a dark golden innate aura bloomed, bright and warm, and the brilliant light like running water spread out around him like a vast sea of ​​stars.

Above the sea of ​​stars, a majestic cauldron with erect ears, a square belly, four hollow legs, and patterns on all sides decorated with ancient seal feather patterns and cloud scale patterns appeared in front of Di Hong. Incomparably pure and brilliant innate spiritual light bloomed. The crystal light of the sword that fell from the red caltrop was like a moth falling into a spider's web, slowing to a halt at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally stopped three inches in front of Di Hong.

"A tool to carry the Dao! A treasure to prove the Dao!"

Hong Ling looked at the four-legged Fang Zun cauldron hanging high behind Di Hong's head, and stared blankly at the Fang Zun cauldron in front of Di Hong, with a dignified look on her face for the first time.

The metaphysical is called the Tao, and the metaphysical is called the weapon. The so-called tool that carries the Tao, the treasure that proves the Tao, is actually a large vessel that carries the Tao made by the monks by melting their own understanding of the Tao and their own ideas. A monk's strongest means.

The importance of the Tao-carrying weapon is even greater than the innate sacred accompanying spiritual treasure. It can basically be regarded as the prototype of a Tao fruit polished by the monk himself. It can continue to sublimate with the monk's own understanding and evolution of the concept of heaven and earth. There are almost no limits. It is rumored that Pangu, one of the nine incarnations of Taishang, has the Sky-Opening Ax in his hand as the treasure of his enlightenment.

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