Chapter 512: The Demon Emperor's Holy Heart

The famous "Tao Sutra" in the East Wilderness made the head of Lingxu Cave Heaven fight with several great demons in life and death, but disappeared in front of everyone!

It disappeared silently.

It seems that what everyone has tried to fight to the death just now is just an illusory goal, just a projection.

Everyone was stunned.

Whether it is the head of Lingxu Cave Heaven or the remaining monster, they all look incredible.

"Where is the Taoist scripture going?" a supreme elder in Lingxu Cave Heaven murmured.

"The Taoist scriptures are here!" Xuan Tianji replied in the Supreme Elder Peak.

It’s a pity that Xuan Tianji could hear the words of this Supreme Elder, but this Supreme Elder could not hear Xuan Tianji’s words at all.

They are also "Supreme Elders", and their cultivation levels are vastly different.

Xuan Tianji played with the "Tao Sutra" in his hand, revealing a hint of strange intention.

The "Tao Jing" is famous all over the world and is the legendary "Immortal Chronicle".

For tens of thousands of years, in the vast eastern wasteland, only a few ancient scriptures can be compared with it, but no one can completely surpass it.

It records mysterious and mysterious methods of practice, from the opening of the wheel of life and the sea of ​​suffering to the divine bridge of heaven and earth, reaching the other side, and entering the next secret cultivation realm in the body, all of which are explained in detail.

It can be said that this "Tao Sutra" is the most basic explanation of the world's cultivation system and the instruction manual of this world.

The golden paper on this page is heavier than metal, with densely packed on it, and countless ancient characters are engraved, tiny and almost unseen. Each ancient character is like a star shining with bright light.

"Just one page of paper, tens of thousands of words..."

Xuan Tianji squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the brilliant golden paper in his hand. He saw that both sides of it were full of words, densely packed, each word looked like a star, blooming with divine beauty, very dazzling.

Xuan Tianji's mind moved, and his eyes burst into light, and his eyes swept to Jinshu. Immediately, the dense small characters all turned into stars and rushed towards Xuan Tianji's mind.

At this moment, Xuan Tianji felt auspicious colors coming from the sky, the earth surging the divine spring, lotus flowers blooming, and the roots of the jade grass sprouted. The divine clouds filled the sky, the dragons and phoenixes danced, the longevity turtle spitted auspiciousness, the auspicious turtle took in the air, the purple air came from the east, the golden light arrived west, the five-color divine light shone, and the colorful divine rainbow spread across the sky.

Many wonderful appearances and endless methods are presented one after another, mysterious and mysterious, like the divine sound of the family, and like the sings of the great way, rumbling in Xuan Tianji's heart.

Xuan Tianji looked happy, infatuated, hungry and thirsty, absorbing all kinds of insights.

He is learning, enhancing his knowledge and expanding his horizons.

The "Tao Sutra" Wheat Sea Chapter is like a magnificent historical scroll, displayed in his heart, and then it is like a surging holy river, rolling by, allowing him to appreciate the true meaning of other kinds.

The four major realms of "The Taoist Sutra": the sea of ​​suffering, the spring of life, the bridge of divine shore, and the other side, were all understood by him one by one.

After ten breaths, Xuan Tianji's expression returned to normal.

"Husband, have you ever understood something?" Zhao Ling'er asked when she saw this.

"The Taoist Sutra is indeed unusual, much more mysterious than the same level of Taoism. However, it is not very useful to me now!" Xuan Tianji threw this golden page casually, and the golden page suddenly fell into the void and disappeared.

"You guys throw away such an important 'immortal script'?" Zhao Ling'er was shocked.

"I have understood it, it's useless to keep it! It's better to give it to someone!" Xuan Tianji spoke, using his fingers to write freely.

In a blink of an eye, there was a bronze inscription in the void, which was exactly the same as the Dao Sutra Scroll!

"..." Zhao Ling'er's beautiful eyes were radiant. She looked at the picture in front of her and suddenly said, "It turned out to be handed over to your disciple. I wonder if he could escape the search of some 'big figures'?"

"With his luck, it should be possible!" Xuan Tianji looked at the stunned little male, Ye Fan in the picture, and showed a smile.

As for the protagonist, you should be more tempered. How can you become successful if you keep under his wings?

"Hey, someone is here again!" Zhao Ling'er pointed at the screen with her green fingers.

In the distant sky, there were sounds of breaking through the sky, and divine rainbows flew towards the ancient palace, dozens of them.

"Boom"!

Then, as if thousands of troops were galloping, behind dozens of divine rainbows, waves of roars of wild beasts came, the fog rolled, and clouds covered the sky.

Dozens of wild beasts came flying in the clouds and mist, carrying a monk on his back. Although he was stepping in the sky, there were bursts of thunder sounds, as if tens of thousands of troops were coming together.

Those wild beasts were all alien species left over from ancient times, all of which were scattered and extremely ferocious. The monk riding on the middle of the wild beast was holding a big flag in his arms, roaring in the wind, making a huge power, with four big words written on it: Yaoguang Holy Land!

With a very large pomp and momentum, thirty-six divine rainbows in front, twenty-seven wild beasts carried twenty-seven powerful cultivators behind. Although there were only dozens of people, they seemed to be rushing toward thousands of troops, and the sky was trembling, as if endless heavenly soldiers and generals were coming.

"Yaoguang Holy Land is so majestic!"

In another sky, a "rumble" sound suddenly came, and eighteen ancient chariots rolled in, murderous intent soaring into the sky, and the oppressive sky was rumbling and trembling.

"The Ji family, an ancient family, passed down from ancient times!"

After seeing the eighteen ancient chariots, the people in Yaoguang Holy Land all shrank, and everyone was alert. The solemn aura rushed up and their momentum rose sharply.

Both sides stopped, occupied a sky, and confronted far away.

"Each person fights for it based on his strength!" This was the loud voice of two groups of people. After a moment of confrontation, there was no war. Both sides rushed to the magnificent ancient temple above the crater at the same time.

"Yaoguang? Huang Gu Ji's family? The people who came this time were a little higher, and the highest level was the Four Poles Secret Realm!" Xuan Tianji smiled and was slightly sarcastic.

"We're still sitting here quietly to watch them show their skills?" Zhao Ling'er asked, with a feeling of doing the first bad thing in her words, and her whole body trembling. "The last time a person from the Tao Palace gave a Taoist sutra. What will happen this time?"

"You will know if you look at it!"

In the picture, the Yaoguang Holy Land and the Huangguji family cleared the scene and surrounded the ancient palace together. Dozens of wild beasts shook their heads and tails, spit out clouds and mists, and kept pedaling in the sky, making the place tremble continuously and hustle and bustle.

The people of the Ji family were not outdone. Eighteen ancient chariots formed a battle formation, blocking the sky, confronting the Yaoguang Holy Land, and at the same time to prevent the tomb of the Demon Emperor from suddenly soaring into the sky.

The old man walked out of the crowd of Yaoguang Holy Land and Ji family at the same time, and walked in the void. The light flashed, and all disappeared at the entrance of the ancient palace and rushed in.

"boom"!

The tomb of the Demon Emperor was shaking even more violently. The battle inside had reached a heightened heat, and weapons kept sweeping and spitting out divine lights in the hall.

"Dong", "Dong", "Dong"...

Another continuous sound came, and Xuan Tianji looked strange.

"Wow! Qing Emperor's heart! Why is it so watery? There is no magical power in half."

Looking at the heart of the Qing Emperor who was stopped by a group of monks who were less than the four extreme realms, Xuan Tianji had nothing to say for a moment.

"Why should you go and fight for it?" Zhao Ling'er looked at the demon emperor's holy heart flying away, showing an excited smile, as if she wanted to catch it.

"Of course not. That heart is strong when it meets strong, and when it meets weak, it is weak. Even a real emperor may not be able to stop him!" Xuan Tianji said lightly. "But... it is still possible to let it release some blood!"

Behind Xuan Tianji's brain, a black hair surged, floating in the air like a waterfall.

Countless hairs spread towards the void like flying, one by one, like a sword, extremely sharp.

After a while, a scream came faintly. Xuan Tianji shook his head gently, and saw the hair that pierced into the void shorten rapidly. In an instant, the terrifying black hair shrank to an ordinary length and fluttered gently on his shoulders.

On many of his hair tips were blood beads hanging.

That is the emperor's blood of the Demon Emperor's Holy Heart.

Xuantianji sacrificed the Shennong Cauldron, and blood beads fell into the cauldron, and a few random blocks were cast out to isolate all its momentum.

"That's it all?" Zhao Ling'er showed an expression of unfulfilled desire.

"It's good to let the demon emperor bleed. If it really starts fighting, it's not good!" Xuan Tianji said leisurely.

"So depressed! You can't fight for anything!"

"Oh? Ling'er is not satisfied? Then take a few pieces of imperial weapons from the Qing Emperor!" Xuan Tianji looked at Yan Ruyu, a perfect woman in the field. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!