Nine Hundred and Four. Sincerely to the Tao, Tianzun Blesses

During the fight between those few people, Yan Zhaoge took a few glances.

His gaze couldn't help but deepened: "It's a martial art that existed before the Great Destruction, and it's quite well preserved, but..."

It's just that although these fighters have also cultivated the real energy of stellar qi and tempered the acupoints of qi and blood, their foundation is the precious light of wish power in their bodies.

This group of people who are rushing here at this moment are all like this.

However, the person who fled first had his wish to shine and was a little unstable.

For the group of pursuers behind, regardless of their level of cultivation, at least Baoguang is stable and stable as usual.

As for the hunted person in front, the precious light in his body kept flickering, flickering on and off.

Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting looked carefully, and saw that the person who fled first was a middle-aged man in red, with a majestic face and firm eyes.

He has a very high level of cultivation, and his acupoints are open and closed, not only the main acupoints all over his body have been refined to become a god.

Even many hidden acupoints have successfully resonated with the real stars in the outer universe, breaking through the void to see the true god.

This is exactly the characteristic of the sixth level of martial saints and those who are strong in the late stage of seeing gods.

The fifth level of martial arts saints reaches the peak after seeing the strong in the middle stage of the gods refine all the main acupoints and acupoints into gods.

At this time, try to refine many hidden acupoints to become a god. If you take the first successful step, you will be promoted to the sixth level of martial saints, and you will be in the late stage of seeing gods.

The martial artist named Yang Chong who is being hunted down in front of him is at this level.

The martial art he practiced was known by Yan Zhaoge, it is called Luanxiang Tianque Palm, it comes from the Luantian Scripture, it was even collected in the library of Tianting Jingu before the Great Destruction.

It can be seen that although Yang Chong's talent in martial arts is not low, although he relies on the treasure of wish power as the foundation, the Chaotic Sky Que Palm has already obtained the essence of it.

But at this moment, he was being hunted down by several martial saints who had just entered the level of seeing gods, and even the level of union.

Moreover, Yang Chong looked quite embarrassed, so he could only fight and flee.

The people chasing after him are also the foundation of practicing the Sutra of Chaos Heaven, and they are indeed his fellow disciples.

"Are you injured?" Yan Zhaoge mused, "Or..."

Among the chasing soldiers, someone shouted: "Uncle Yang, don't be fooled, come back to the mountain with us, and sincerely repent before the incense burner of Tianzun, maybe you can't turn back!"

Before Yang Chong could answer, someone else among the pursuers shouted sharply: "Quan Haolong, do you want to cover up such a traitor?"

The man's face turned slightly pale when he started talking.

Yang Chong gave a slight nod to Quan Haolong, and said with emotion: "Heretics are not without ways, and the righteous way is not the only one. I have seen more ways, and I just want to choose another way of life according to my own will."

"The world in front of us is real, but not necessarily complete. The world we can see is just what the mighty and powerful want us to see."

Yang Chong's eyes fluctuated slightly: "Seeing more things, the world in front of us will be different..."

Most of the people who pursued him changed their faces when they heard the words: "It's a bunch of nonsense, and it's bewitching to confuse people!"

Amidst the stern shouts, several people shot together, but it was the same chaos as Yang Chong.

The power of the palm is everywhere, and the scene between the sky and the earth changes continuously.

The wind was still, and the air was as thick as a swamp.

The flowing cloud solidified and fell from the sky, like a lead block.

The ground collapsed, the water in rivers and lakes rolled upside down, and flew against the sky.

Everything is very different from normal, full of chaos, which makes people feel extremely confused.

The chaos gathered together, forming a twisting force, as if to tear the sky apart.

In the broken void, endless calamities emerged, making all this even more shocking.

Seeing this, Yang Chong sighed, and stretched out both palms, which were chaotic palms.

Fighting chaos against chaos, putting order out of chaos, Yang Chong's palm was everywhere, and the world began to return to normal instead.

But seeing him make a move, both Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting frowned.

Because Yang Chong's current strength is not at all like the level that a sixth-level Martial Saint and a late-stage master of the God Realm should have.

Even if he was born in the Taoist sect of Immortal Court, his strength is not as good as the orthodox Sanqing in the realm, but the sixth level of martial saint is the sixth level of martial saint,

All the main acupoints of the whole body have been refined to become gods, and they have also begun to practice the hidden acupoints, the power is enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

His opponents are all warriors from the Immortal Court, and their strength is not particularly surprising. They are not like Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting who can leapfrog and crush all living beings.

In this case, Yang Chong of the sixth level of martial sages should directly sweep away the pursuers of the highest level of martial sages at the fourth level.

But the result was surprising.

Yang Chong couldn't beat his opponent.

Facing the siege, he was even at a loss, and was at a disadvantage.

With Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting's current eyesight, there are almost no secrets in the current battle situation.

"It's not the weakness after the injury..."

"It's not intentional to show mercy..."

"It looks like he intentionally suppressed his own power, or someone suppressed part of his power..."

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's like falling into a realm, but there is no injury on the body, it's because of those wishing powers."

"His previous training, relying on the power of wish power as the foundation, refining his orifices to become a god, and the foundation of all the acupoints in his body resonating with real stars are all here." Fu Ting also understood Yang Chong's situation: "Now The precious light in his body is unstable, and those acupoints, which have already seen the true god, seem to be asleep, motionless!"

Yan Zhaoge rubbed his chin: "With the passage of time, it is constantly declining. Is it because he no longer sings the Tao?"

Yang Chong's strength at this moment is similar to those of his fourth level Martial Saints, who are in the early stage of seeing gods.

If it continues, it won't be long before his strength is likely to fall to the level of the third level of martial arts.

And, it has continued to weaken.

Not only did he become a god through refining his body, but in his previous life, he practiced all the way to this day, and he was inseparable from the precious light of wish power.

Among the fighters who attacked Yang Chong, the leader said coldly: "Yang Chong, you are trying to confuse us with your evil words, and you are trying to confuse us, so that we will end up like you, so that you can escape? "

"Don't dream, I will sincerely pray to the Tao, and the Heavenly Venerable will bless you, how can I be as mad as you?"

"Since you have been obsessed with your obsession until now, you should die!"

While speaking, while Yang Chong was defending against other people's attacks, this person's figure suddenly flashed.

Chaos Heaven lacks the palm, and it turns into another unique skill recorded in the Chaos Heaven Scripture, the chaos finger of the universe.

Yang Chong was besieged by other people, and when he tried his best to parry, he had no time to dodge and resist, and was immediately hit by a point.

His face changed suddenly, red at first, then black and blue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently.

Most of the other besiegers took advantage of this opportunity to attack together, smashing Yang Chong's protective essence with several moves of Chaos Tian Que's palm, completely knocking him down from the sky.

Yang Chong fell to the ground, dying, unable to move.

In order for the others to go up, one said slowly: "Nephew Quan, you do it, let him be the end."

The man named Quan Haolong froze immediately upon hearing the words. (To be continued.)