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Chapter fifty-ninth(1/2)

"Who is the master of ups and downs in the world?"

This voice sounded like a spanning thousands of years, in Ning Yi's mind.

Heavy snow tide top.

Slashed down with one sword.

The sound of the rumbling snow tide collapsed, submerging the ancient land.

Bai Tathagata looked pale. He pursed his lips, let out his long screams, spread his arms, and was alone in fighting the endless huge snow tide. The heavy snow in the entire place of rebirth was rolled up by this sword.

The thin and thin figure of "Little White Emperor" was instantly covered by heavy snow and submerged, like a reed that grew hard, stepping on the ground. There was a rolling white snow tide in front of him, and a dazzling sword light that split the dome above his head.

At this moment.

Bai Ruta finally knew that he had underestimated Ning Yi.

In the Sui Dynasty, there are not only geniuses such as Luo Changsheng, Cao Ran, and Ye Hongfu.

And Ning Yi.

This is an opponent worthy of his own strength.

Nothing is allowed to be underestimated.

Xiaobaidi's expression became solemn, and a dazzling light ray of light appeared between his eyebrows.

Bai Zaixu has also used this method.

But at this moment, the aura on Bai Tara's body was much stronger than the former. The fighting bloodline of the golden-winged Roc bird gradually awakened on the body of this "Little White Emperor".

Bai Tathagata is much stronger than Bai Zaixu... He is a peerless genius who is hard to find in the Eastern Demon Realm for thousands of years, and a young emperor who will take over his position as his father in the future.

Born as king.

The golden murderous intent boiled in the snow tide. The "Killing Pearl" of the Golden-winged Roc bird was slowly pronounced from Bai Tathagata's mouth. One after another, the characters "卍" were then condensed and formed, turning into one seal after another, like an ancient bell or a copper tripod, rising in the storm, sitting in the snow, guarding the world, countless sword energy and heavy snow collided on the "卍" bell and tripod, making a dull and thick sound. The jingling sword energy was broken, and it was ultimately impossible to do anything about the secret technique of the Golden-winged Roc tribe.

Ning Yi, who stepped on the heavy snow tide and kept lowering his height, still looked calm.

He stretched out a palm, facing the dome, facing the back of his palm, facing down, facing the ground, slowly turning his wrist and pressing his palm.

Xiaobaidi groaned, and the "Killing" he was muttering, and several ancient bells and giant tripods shook violently, and the mountain scroll was secretly in line with the road of heaven and earth.

Ning Yi stood at the forefront of the snow, holding a palm-pressing posture with one hand, slowly sitting from standing to sitting. At this moment, his posture was like the Dharma image I saw in the ancient temple of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, majestic and quiet, and serious.

In his divine pool, the avenue spreads out.

It was like seeing the white-haired Taoist priest who was carefully preaching for himself on Luojia Mountain.

I wander on the Three Thousand Avenues.

After the realm of fate star was broken, Ning Yi seemed to have seen the "preface of the Great Dao". He was able to understand what Mr. Zhou You meant... All the great Dao in this world belonged to each other. As long as you look at it carefully and listen carefully, you can reversely deduce the art of all things.

This is for the "acquired Taoist fetus".

Even the demon clan who does not cultivate starlight is no exception.

The great way is like the blue sky, and all things in the world cannot be revealed.

The "killing word" of the Golden-winged Great Phang clan, the "domineering art" of the Qilin bloodline, the "worldly speed" of the fire phoenix, the "empty flame" of the Vermillion Bird, the "frost cold" of the Snow Dragon, and the "immortality" of the Xuanwu, these artistic conceptions, bloodlines, talents... can be found in the great way.

Ning Yi sat at the forefront of the snow, thinking.

Xiaobaidi frowned. The ancient bell tripods pressing against the snow had already shown signs of breaking under Ning Yi's palm. The human sword cultivator seemed to control a certain "power of heaven and earth". Invisibly, wind and snow could gather together and combine nothingness. However, at this moment... it seemed that he had given up "suppression"?

Black robes fly.

Ning Yi flipped his palm again and stopped "pressing". The slightly bent posture of his five fingers was like holding a Buddha bowl, the wind and snow gathered in his palms, and strands of pale sword energy swam and hitting between his five fingers, like a "swimming fish" that went astray, constantly colliding in his palms and constantly blending.

In the avenue, he saw a golden light.

"The Golden-winged Roc's 'Killing Pearl'..."

Ning Yi murmured to himself.

He opened his eyes and looked at Bai Tathagata in the distance.

In the palm of his palm, the wind and snow and the sword energy roared, colliding into a snow-white "卍" character, which suddenly flew out with his slightly blinking fingers.

Ning Yi whispered: "Go!"

The character "卍" transformed by the sword energy is even more rapid than the "Killing" of Bai Tathagata's true body. The true insights in it have been secretly in line with the great way, rising in the wind, and turning into an ancient bell, hitting hard in front of the little white emperor.

"Killing? How is it possible!"

Bai Rulai's pupils contracted. When he saw the character "卍", he looked shocked. He once thought it was the "scandid technique" of the Great Sui Dynasty. This secret technique has always been circulated only at the top of the Golden-winged Great Phang Clan, and only tribe members with strong bloodlines can use it.

How did this human sword cultivator use it?

Two ancient bells collided together.

Ning Yi and Bai Tarata let out a muffled groan at the same time.

"impossible!"

Xiaobaidi pressed his hands against the wall of the ancient clock, and was smashed to the ground with his feet. He almost flew out and stepped out a gully dozens of feet long to stop his momentum.

This is actually true!

This human has secretly learned the secret technique of the Golden Winged Great Phang clan!

Ning Yi, sitting at the forefront of the heavy snow, had no expression on his face. There were countless winds and snowstorms beside him, and his five fingers gently fell, as if he was picking the fruits he had planted in the long river of the Dao.

The cause of the next day, today's result.

Mr. Zhou You preached to himself overnight on Luojia Mountain.

"The sword formation of Xiao Wuliang Mountain is the most powerful."

Ning Yi gently picked this "Dao Fruit". In the wind and snow, countless narrow flying swords condensed and formed an array to form a combination. With Ning Yi's blink of an eye, he instantly left the place.

"Go." Ning Yi shouted lightly, lowered his eyebrows and continued to look for his second "Dao Fruit" in the long river of the Dao.

There are forty-nine flying swords transformed by wind and snow.

The art of Dayan.

When he was following Xu Zang, he saw his senior brother killing the Starry Sky King with a "slashing sword".

The sword formation with the strongest killing power of Xiao Wuliang Mountain is the "Dayan Sword Formation".

The "Dayan Sword Formation" set up by Ning Yi alone is naturally not as good as the forty-nine people, but these flying swords are all controlled by his mind and spread freely. They are even better than the short bursts and killing power.

Forty-nine flying swords shuttled through the heavy snow tide, knocking on the barrier of Xiaobaidi's ancient bell one by one.

"What is this method?"

Bai Ruta's chest felt dull, and he had fallen into a complete passive state. The human sword cultivator completely suppressed himself to fight. After smashing the "Killing Practice", the sword cultivator did not continue to use the previous killing technique.

Xiao Baidi kept urging the blood in his body, and the blood of the golden penis on his limbs and bones was already boiling.

The ding-dangling sword energy smashed the shell of the ancient bell, making him pale and even gradually blue.

Not far away in front of me, a piece of sword tip penetrated the inner layer of the ancient bell, almost piercing the "Killing Litigation".

In the distance, the human sword cultivator spoke softly again.

"go."

The yin and yang energy of Taiyou Mountain condensed in the wind and snow. It was gently picked off by Ning Yi, knocked out with a snap of his fingers, turned into a long rainbow, rising from the ground, and poured onto Bai Tathagata's head.

The ancient bells are broken layer by layer.

Xiaobai Emperor's expression was extremely ugly. His two fingers were put together, and the murderous intent was boiling in the void. This murderous intent had been hidden for a long time. At this moment, it flew out several miles away and arrived in a flash.

Ning Yi stretched out his hand gently again and captured a piece of "tortoise shell" in the long river of the road.

Guifushan's immobility technique.

The tortoise shell was thrown out by Ning Yi and was smashed to pieces in the next moment. However, the murderous intent that Bai Tathagata had been hiding for a long time changed direction after knocking down the tortoise shell, and rushed into the distance, shattering a small snow-capped mountain.

Xiao Baidi pursed his lips.

The heavy snow tide has fallen from the dome to the surface.

In the rolling white tide, he saw one rainbow after another.

Ning Yi kept blinking his fingers and kept speaking.

"go."

"go."

"go."

Mr. Zhou You talked to him about the sword formation of Xiao Wuliang Mountain, the simplest way of Jianhu Palace, the mysterious yin and yang of Taiyou Mountain, the immodest mountain of Guifu Mountain, the immobility of Zishan, the forbidden art of life and death in Zishan... All the great roads in this world have their prototypes.

A Taoist fruit.

Ning Yi opened his eyes and saw not the vast snowy color of the place where he passed away, but a vast river.

It turns out that what the white-haired Taoist priest said was true.

There is really a "acquired Taoist fetus".
To be continued...
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