"Old Elder Nan..."

Zheng Daoxuan showed a slight froze, "I still have to go and save it, otherwise it will be difficult for him to get through when the heavenly disaster comes."

Lin Qingjue was quite disdainful, "You go, it's more convenient for you. I'm here, haha, the elder trapped by a sword."

"The sword spirit has realized the truth, let alone the green sword. Even if it is replaced by you and me, it may not be able to stop it."

Zheng Daoxuan shook his head, his face was already a little solemn, and he turned his body and rushed towards Nanye.

Lin Qingjue pressed the flute with his left hand, and a three-foot bronze drum slid out from his right sleeve, and started beating it.

The drums were filled with sternness and sternness. The musical sounds condensed and formed, sweeping away like autumn wind swept the leaves, rippling.

The Changshao Drum Music is one of the most famous war drum music in the world of immortal cultivation. Together, the drum sounds are like returning to the Changshao battlefield in the ancient times. In that battle, human cultivators and the ancient witch clan fought for ten days and ten nights, fighting to the dark sky and the earth, and countless casualties, and finally ended with human victory. It is an important battle worth remembering in human history.

Whenever the drums and music sound, it will have a great inspiration for one's side, violent and mentally unabashed, and its strength will suddenly rise.

The Tailang in the music music doubled his body and the intensity of the attack also increased a lot.

"Ao!"

With a long hiss, the Tailang jumped high, his claws drooped, and he tore off towards the Tao Tower from a high place.

The power is more than twice as powerful than before.

Zhou Shu frowned, but he just frowned.

The wolf claws formed by the evil Tao still stagnated on Zhou Shu's head, only a few minutes away from his hair, but they could no longer fall.

Tailang also sensed that his fierce power suddenly disappeared when he was about to tear the Taoist tower, and it was completely gone and disappeared without knowing where to go.

He had never encountered such a thing before, but he had encountered it many times in the hundreds of breaths of fighting Zhou Shu.

As fierce as he was, he couldn't help but feel a little trembling in his heart. This seemed not to be a force that belonged to the Xuanhuang Realm.

"Is it still not possible..."

Lin Qingjue naturally noticed it. He looked indifferent, but he felt a lot of anger in his heart, "This must be the power of the fairy world. Only the power of the fairy world can be so magical. You must, you must get it! For Kunlun!"

"ah!"

A scream came from a distance.

Zheng Daoxuan was still one step away from the rescue. The blue light sword passed by Nan Ye and cut a very deep wound.

The wound was covered with colorful clouds, which were very special, but the specific one was not the color, but the damage caused. Nan Ye soon discovered that his body of tribulation could not recover quickly, and the flowing clouds were still infiltrating and gradually penetrated into the body.

"Save me!"

This was the first time he had tasted this kind of taste, and he felt unspeakable fear in his heart and couldn't help but exclaim.

A golden light flashed, and two giant fists rushed toward one after another. The fist wind stormed, storming the blue light sword for dozens of feet.

"go out!"

Zheng Daoxuan's face was solemn, and his fists were hit continuously, with an extremely fast speed. He hit nearly ten thousand times in an instant, and finally made an inexplicable hole in front of him.

It is only seven feet empty, dark inside, and I don’t know what it is. It seems like a gateway leading to the unknown.

Nan Ye was delighted and rushed towards the portal. He was instantly sucked in by the portal and disappeared immediately, leaving the battle.

As Nanye disappeared, the void disappeared.

The blue light sword retreated a little, showing some confusion.

Zhou Shu also nodded secretly. Obviously, the portal used the law of space, which should be Kunlun's secret boxing technique. The extremely difficult-to-practice large-cut fist can temporarily cut out a channel and teleport the monks thousands of miles away. Although it is not far away and does not last long, being able to do this means that in the Xuanhuang Realm, Zheng Daoxuan's boxing is also a rare existence.

Zheng Daoxuan glanced at Qingyan Jian, looked slightly disdainful, and punched out his fists again, still a large cut fist.

In an instant, the black hole took shape, Caiying was shocked, and hurriedly swept away and went back to Zhou Shu.

"snort."

Zheng Daoxuan snorted coldly, and several solid fist lights flew out one after another, breaking into the black hole.

Bang, bang!

With a few consecutive sounds, the fist light suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Shu and landed fiercely on Zhou Shu's chest.

Across nearly a thousand miles, you can even hurt people with your fists.

"Elder Zheng, you're really extraordinary."

Zhou Shu smiled and nodded from afar. He was only prepared for it. Although all the fist lights hit, they were all resolved and they retreated slightly.

Using the already formed boxing skills and mastering some spatial laws, he naturally takes a lot of advantage in battle, but Zhou Shu can also see that Zheng Daoxuan's use is not perfect, and it requires a certain amount of preparation time, nor can he accurately hit the object that has been moving, and can only attack a fixed position. Otherwise, these few strokes will be the first to hit the Blue Sword - a monk like Zheng Daoxuan will naturally know the order of succession. It is more beneficial to defeat the Blue Sword first.

This is probably the disadvantage of the large-cut boxing, but it can also be explained that Zheng Daoxuan's boxing is practiced according to the rules and regulations, and there is not much self-interest in it. Enlightenment is also practice and makes perfect, and there is no pioneering insight. This is also the disadvantage of the Kunlun Taoism.

If Zhou Shulai used such boxing, he would definitely be able to change it according to the boxing traits, making boxing more suitable and hit wherever he pointed.

"Soon, you won't be able to laugh!"

Zheng Daoxuan shouted coldly, moved his fists again, and soon returned to Zhou Shu's side, forming a siege.

Zhou Shu also took advantage of the characteristics of the Sea-Traveling Realm to retract the Blue Sword, but he has no plans to use it yet.

boom--

In the sky, the thunder of robbery finally gathered and formed.

A purple blue dragon several hundred feet thick pounced down with its teeth and claws. Although Zhou Shu was targeting, it swept all three people beside it, and none of them escaped.

If you get too close to the heavenly way, you will have to endure the wrath of the heavenly way and suffer the same number of disasters.

The three of them looked slightly stagnant, and they didn't have time to attack Zhou Shu anymore. Their bodies shook slightly, and their respective Taoist towers appeared on their bodies.

For monks who have realized the Tao, using the Tao tower to resist the heavenly tribulation is one of the best choices, which is reliable than magic weapons.

The three people's pagodas are different.

Lin Qingjue's Taoist pagoda is light green, rectangular, slightly round at both ends, like a jade zither, and the strings are composed of strange characters.

The Tailang, as expected, was the roaring wolf who had been tilting his head to the sky, opened his huge mouth and kept roaring, and his hair was standing up all over his body, which was fierce and unbearable. The momentum seemed to swallow the heavenly tribulation.

In contrast, Zheng Daoxuan’s Taoist tower is more normal, with three-story small towers, and only the hexagonal eaves are all clenched fists, which is a bit wonderful.

Under the heavenly tribulation, the four of them endured the disaster together.

The three Kunlun's faces were solemn and focused. They also knew that this disaster was equivalent to the seventh level of heavenly tribulation and should not be underestimated.

Zhou Shu was much more calm and did not look at the heavenly tribulation. Instead, he was studying the patterns on the three human Taoist towers, and remembering them in the sea of ​​consciousness without missing a single one.

This is the condensation of various Taos, which will definitely be used in the future, and after a better understanding of Shu Zhidao.
Chapter completed!