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Chapter 1790 Hundred Soldiers

Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly. He had never expected that there would be spiritual consciousness in such a place, and this spiritual consciousness was extremely strong.

"Which fellow Taoist actually broke into our Chinese continent without permission?" The moment this spiritual consciousness came over, an extremely evil voice came.

As soon as this voice came out, the divine consciousness was like a sword, stabbing at him fiercely, which was extremely unkind.

Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and his spiritual consciousness transformed into countless ropes, which tied up all the sword-shaped spiritual consciousness layer by layer. Then he squeezed it hard, and the sword-shaped spiritual consciousness collapsed directly.

This divine consciousness is not very strong, it should be around the early stage of Earth Immortal, and Zhuo Wen's cultivation has reached the middle stage of Earth Immortal, and the divine consciousness is infinitely amplified under the influence of Taoism.

Divine consciousness really can't have any impact on him.

"What?"

When the sword-shaped consciousness was instantly shattered, the owner of the consciousness groaned in a voice of shock and anger.

As for the collision of the two divine consciousnesses, the mortals below did not notice it at all, but the collision of the divine consciousnesses caused an extremely terrifying gust of wind to sweep through the sky.

As soon as this wind came out, many mortals below shivered involuntarily and hurriedly entered their respective houses. The couple in the small courtyard also felt this wind, and they leaned against each other and entered

Inside a private house.

Zhuo Wen glanced at the couple who had entered the house below with nostalgia, then he sighed softly, and his consciousness began to slowly dissipate.

"I don't know when I will be able to come back..." A faint voice sounded in the air, and Zhuo Wen's consciousness finally disappeared.

The moment Zhuo Wen's spiritual consciousness disappeared, a long rainbow swept across the sky and instantly arrived at the place where Zhuo Wen's spiritual consciousness was just now.

This man was wearing a white gown and looked to be in his forties. He had a flying sword at his feet.

At this moment, his face was slightly pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. He said to himself in horror: "Who is the owner of that spiritual consciousness just now? He is so powerful and so strange. He is definitely not a monk from the Chinese mainland. Who is he?

Who is it?"

This man was meditating, but he had no clue at all, and he also knew that Zhuo Wen had actually shown mercy in the exchange just now.

If Zhuo Wen was really cruel, I'm afraid he would have suffered more than just minor injuries.

"It's better to go back and report this matter to the sect leader!" The man shook his head, stepped on his right foot, and disappeared from here in an instant.

The strange thing is that during the process of this person going back and forth, many mortals below did not notice anything at all, as if the middle-aged man just now was just transparent.

Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes, and what appeared before him was still a mountain, a Taoist temple, and an old Taoist.

At this moment, the old Taoist looked at Zhuo Wen with a smile and said: "Little friend, have you traced it back to the origin?"

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

The old Taoist laughed, holding the bamboo slip in his hand, and said with a smile: "It seems that my little friend has traced back to the origin. It is indeed very good that you can enter the threshold of Taoism. This kind of thing is illusory and illusory, and it is only one in a billion. You can indeed understand it.

It shows how extraordinary you are.”

At this point, an invisible ripple spread throughout the space, and 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 the bamboo slips. A green bull appeared under his feet, rose into the air, and then slowly walked away.

Moreover, in Zhuo Wen's eyes, the green cow walked very slowly, but every step it took was actually hundreds of millions of miles away, as if it had shrunk into an inch.

"Haha! My friend, if we have the chance, we will meet again. You hold this thing as my token. If you are lucky enough to successfully transform into a god in the future and obtain an astrolabe, you will be able to travel through the starry sky. When the time comes,

You can come to Hua Xia Territory to find me."

The old man's laughter kept echoing in Zhuo Wen's ears, and then a ball of purple air appeared in his hand.

This purple gas is only the size of a thumb, and it is obviously in the shape of mist, but Zhuo Wen feels it has a substantial feel like a bead.

"Riding a green bull and leaving the border..."

Zhuo Wen rubbed the purple energy in his hands, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. His mind suddenly thought of a character in the classical legends of his previous life, this person was Lao Tzu, the founder of Taoism.

Whoosh!

The moment the mountains and Taoist temples disappeared in front of him, the invisible ripples that appeared before reappeared. If Zhuo Wen were outside now, he would definitely be extremely shocked.

At this moment, the area near the ancient rock where Zhuo Wen was located was almost filled with terrifying white light. This white light became more and more intense and powerful.

When the white light reached its peak, it actually began to merge into a ball, began to squirm continuously, and finally manifested into a huge arched door in the void.

"This is... the door of wonders?"

Dou Hua's pupils shrank and he stood up suddenly, staring at the arched door in the void.

Not only him, but also the dozen or so Celestial Ancestors on the futon could no longer sit still and stood up one after another, staring blankly at the arched door.

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

Understand the meaning of Tao.

Shi Ji narrowed his eyes, staring at the wonderful doors in the sky, his eyes full of complex colors.

"It is said that one can understand the meaning of Taoism by stepping into the gate of all wonders..."

He Wushang's eyes were blazing, and he immediately stepped on the air with his right foot, leaping up first and heading towards the wonderful door.

Not only He Wushang, but also Wei Wuyin, the ancestor of the beast-making family, pondered for a moment and followed He Wushang.

Except for these two people, the other Celestial Ancestors and the Lord of the Battlefield had their eyes flickering and did not act rashly. Although they were also extremely keen on the meaning, they were wiser and could feel the energy escaping from the wonderful gates.

Powerful breath.

He Wushang instantly rushed to the Gate of Wonders, his gaze with intense intensity, and then took a step forward, intending to completely step into the Gate of Wonders.

boom!

However, the moment He Wushang stepped out with his right foot, an extremely strong sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart.

Inside the Gate of Wonders, countless white lights surged together and turned into a huge palm.

The texture on the surface of this palm is clear and lifelike, just like the palm of a real person. Especially the aura permeating the palm is extremely vast and terrifying.

The moment this palm appeared, the sense of crisis in He Wushang's mind reached its peak. Then he shouted angrily and immediately retreated, not daring to approach the wonderful door.

It was a pity that this palm recognized him. With a whoosh, it set off an endless gust of wind and rushed towards He Wushang in an instant. Its speed was far beyond He Wushang's expectation.

outside.

"Damn it!"

He Wushang roared angrily, waved his sleeves, and in a moment, countless weapon shadows burst out from his sleeves and slammed into the palm of his hand.

Unfortunately, this palm was too terrifying. The moment the weapon's shadow touched the palm, it immediately collapsed and collapsed, scaring He Wuxin to the point of trembling with fear.

Wei Wuyin, who was originally following He Wushang, naturally saw this scene. He immediately retreated without thinking, with no intention of helping He Wushang resist this palm.

He Wushang naturally saw this scene and cursed in his heart, but he could do nothing. Although he had some friendship with Wei Wuyin, it was impossible for Wei Wuyin to help him at this critical moment. The price was too high.

"Knife, sword, gun!"

Gritting his teeth, He Wushang made a squeeze with his right hand, and immediately, three storms were set off around him. These three storms contained the shadow of a knife, a shadow of a sword, and a shadow of a gun respectively. The power they produced was extremely terrifying.

Three storms roared in and suddenly blocked He Wushang in front of him. The endless fierce energy could penetrate the sky and the earth, making the sun and moon lose light.

It's a pity that the palm was only blocked by these three storms for a moment, and extremely rich invisible ripples of power escaped from the surface of the palm.

This invisible ripple spread out, layer upon layer, causing the surrounding space to collapse and collapse.

The three storms that were originally fierce and terrifying suddenly stopped in place at the moment when the invisible ripples spread out, and then collapsed like glass.

He Wushang was horrified when he saw it, and he felt secretly miserable in his heart. He didn't expect that these wonderful doors were so terrifying, and that the big hands derived from them were so weird. His attack was like tofu, without any hindrance.

Whoosh!

The big gesture, like a broken bamboo, came over again and struck in front of He Wushang.

But He Wushang no longer held back, and took out a ball of black energy from the spirit ring. This black energy was surrounded by countless shadows. Looking carefully, most of these shadows were in the shape of various weapons. It looked like

Extremely weird and terrifying.

What's even more strange is that the breath in this black energy is extremely vast and terrifying. When everyone looks at it, they feel their heartbeats speeding up and their minds trembling. It can be said that this black energy is by no means simple.

"The Wang Ren family's divine weapon, the 'Hundred Weapons'!" Dou Hua narrowed his eyes and showed a trace of interest.

"It is said that these hundreds of weapons are the fusion of the sacred weapons of the successive heads of the Wangren family. They contain the souls of hundreds of weapons. The weapon form can be switched at will. It can be regarded as the best thing among the earthly immortal sacred weapons."

Other ancestors also talked about it.

There is no doubt that the Heavenly Immortal Sacred Artifact Hundred Weapons in He Wushang's hand should be quite famous among everyone, otherwise it would not have caused such lively discussions.

"Hundred Soldiers Fighting Spirit!"

He Wushang roared angrily, and grabbed the black energy with his right hand. Suddenly, the black energy began to grow several feet long. On the surface, it looked like a stick but not a stick, or a gun but not a spear. Especially the shadows around the hundred soldiers, in his case,

Grab it and spread it directly.

The phantoms turned into a ring of black energy, lingering around He Wushang's body. There were countless weapon souls in this black energy, full of sharp and killing energy.

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