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Volume 1: Faith Forges the Godhead Chapter 237: The Universe in the Sleeve

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    "Little boy, have there been any new changes in the Song Dynasty in the past few years?" Venerable Qingyang rubbed his chin, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light became more intense.  ¡ü "New changes?" Zhuyou's mind went through thousands of twists and turns. In the past few years, things that happened in the Song Dynasty flowed by one by one.  About the monks?  Huh!  Not to mention, it seems that not long ago, there was a strange change in the ancient mountain range near Anding County, and there was a divine light rising into the sky. In the end, it was discovered that it was a monk who broke through the strange phenomenon.  "Also, and some time ago, it was said that the Supreme Dharma Appeared in Qingyu County. The Supreme Dharma Appearance, which was thousands of feet high, sat cross-legged above Qingyu County, but it disappeared in a flash and was elusive.  But these are just rumors and should not be taken seriously!  "Well, senior, there are really a few strange things" Zhuyou looked up and saw that Venerable Qingyang's face became more and more ugly, his eyes flashed coldly, his whole body was excited, and he honestly told some rumors in recent days.  .  "The Supreme Dharma? Nonsense!" Venerable Qingyang's eyes squinted. Not only in the Song Dynasty, but also in the Southern Wilderness, every Venerable was a world-famous existence.  I have never heard of Qinglian being famous for her secret technique, but you can go and see that ancient mountain range.  Venerable Qingyang put his hands behind his back, turned around and turned into a rainbow.  For the great power of Yuanshen, the territory of the Song Dynasty is really not vast. Even if it is tens of thousands of miles away, it is only a few dozen breaths away. Therefore, even if the Qingyang Venerable captures three people in a row, it is indeed a stick of incense.  The time has not passed yet.  "Actually, if he pays attention to temples and the like, it would be quite easy to find traces of Shinto." Pan Hao stood up, and with a flash of light, he disappeared in Qingyu County.  Generally speaking, the soul is already another kind of sublimated life, even if the city god ghost can be in harmony with the heaven and earth, it is invisible and unparalleled.  However, the power of the soul can still easily see the traces of the statue that has been refined by the power of incense.  But breathing.  The ancient mountain range thousands of miles away appeared in front of Venerable Qingyang.  This is a vast and ancient mountain range, majestic and desolate like an ancient giant dragon coiling horizontally.  Venerable Qingyang came through the air, and his spiritual consciousness swept across the mountains within a hundred miles radius like mercury in an instant. Every grass, every tree, every grain of sand, every drop of water, everything was recorded in great detail.  "Sure enough, there is something fishy!" Venerable Qingyang was refreshed. He found that the tribes in the entire mountain range were filled with a sacred and vast aura, guarding these tribes.  Deter evil beasts.  "Venerable Qingyang!" Just when Venerable Qingyang was refreshed, a clear and clear voice suddenly sounded in his ears.  Venerable Qingyang was shocked and turned around suddenly.  "Who are you?" Venerable Qingyang could not help but narrow his eyes and looked warily at the handsome-looking man in ordinary clothes in front of him.  He was unaware of the man's appearance just now. This was not a good sign for him.  "Haha, isn't Venerable Qingyang looking for me?" Pan Hao climbed down the steps in the void.  "It's you!" Venerable Qingyang's pupils narrowed slightly.  The powerful aura radiated from his body, and the air surged.  A hurricane suddenly blew up in the originally calm sky, and Venerable Qingyang's clothes rustled, as if he had turned into an ancient wild beast in an instant.  The momentum is terrifying.  "How dare you" Just when Venerable Qingyang was about to declare his revenge, suddenly the whole world changed dramatically. The roaring hurricanes around him condensed, and the dust blown by the wind froze.  The flying robes were frozen in the air, and even the sunlight seemed to pause at this time, as if even time had stopped passing.  Venerable Qingyang was horrified.  Now he seemed to be wrapped in amber, unable to move.  "Quack!" Pan Hao said calmly from a high position, looking down at Venerable Qingyang who looked like a bug wrapped in amber.  "I'm so angry, Lord Qingyang, come out!" Venerable Qingyang's heart became furious. Ever since he was promoted to a powerful person, he, Qingyang, has never been so humiliated in the tens of thousands of miles around. He is so arrogant!  Venerable Qingyang roared in his heart, and between his brows, a bright green light burst out, and a Qingyang Taoist weapon conceived in Zifu rushed out.  "Hey!" A huge sheep cry sounded, and the sheep in the Qingyang Head Seat suddenly seemed to come to life and let out a huge cry.  "Crack!" As the Taoist artifact appeared, the solidified space around it made a sound like porcelain exploding, bang bang!  Explosions sounded one after another, and the surrounding space finally resumed flowing again. The solidified hurricane was still sweeping, the dust was shaking violently due to the force of the wind, and the flying robes of Lord Qingyang also moved.  "How dare you, Shu Zian, bully me!" Venerable Qingyang saidThe man ran away in an instant. The young man must have used some magic weapon just now to freeze the space, causing him to almost get hit.  Venerable Qingyang was angry and angry. As the space was unsealed, Qingyang Yuanshen, who was dozens of feet tall, suddenly appeared behind him.  I saw that the green scales on the green sheep were shining, the horns were like spirals reaching up to the sky, the eyes were red, and the four hooves were burning with green flames.  As soon as the soul came out, he immediately jumped lightly and rushed into the Taoist artifact.  What!  The Qingyang leader's momentum increased again, even thin cracks opened in the void, and a vast and powerful momentum rolled toward Pan Hao.  "This Taoist weapon is not bad!" Pan Hao's voice was sonorous. As the words fell, his whole body was soaring, ten feet, one hundred feet, one thousand feet, thousands of feet Venerable Qingyang didn't even have time to blink. He only saw the opposite side.  In an instant, the young man's body grew as big as a mountain.  At the same time, Pan Hao's robes also turned into dragon robes, with a crown on his head, and nine giant dragons loomed behind him. Their scales were thick, their eyes were cold, and their roars were clanking, protecting the emperor.  The Taoist weapon that was originally like a hill suddenly turned into a toy when compared with Pan Hao.  "Supreme Dharma Prime Minister, I'm an immortal like you!" Even the Venerable Qingyang couldn't help but twitch his cheeks, his head felt like a bolt from the blue, and he couldn't bear to be violent.  No matter how arrogant he is, he still knows the difference between the Dharma and the Soul.  Every Dharma image is called the Supreme Dharma image. In ancient times, they could be called gods and demons. When they reach the Dharma phase realm, they not only understand the art of change, but can even touch the laws of heaven and earth.  What's more important is that Venerable Faxiang uses all Taoist weapons, and the only advantage he has is completely gone.  Before the fear in Master Qingyang's heart was over, Pan Hao took out a five-color sacred tree in his hand. This sacred tree was full of brilliance, with branches like horned dragons, divided into five colors: white, red, yellow, green, and purple. It was auspicious.  Thousands of rays of light.  "Whoa!" The five-color sacred tree waved lightly at the Qingyang Taoist weapon, and the Taoist weapon that was so powerful just now disappeared out of thin air.  "My Taoist weapon!" Venerable Qingyang's face changed drastically, and he howled and rose into the sky, hoping to take back the Taoist tool.  At this time, he even felt that the connection between his soul and his soul was broken, as if his soul had suddenly disappeared from this world.  "The innate five-color divine light tree can acquire the world's treasures. However, I feel that it is already very difficult to acquire lower-grade Taoist weapons. If it is a higher-level Taoist weapon, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it." "All the powerful cultivation is in Yuanshen.  , If you don't combine with the physical body in the realm of Dharma, you will always be weak." Pan Hao sighed slightly as he looked at the Venerable Qingyang who was rushing towards him.  At this time, Venerable Qingyang may not even be able to defeat the ordinary Jindan Daoist.  "That's all, when the Heavenly Court was first established, it was a time when there was a shortage of people, so this guy can do it!" Pan Hao waved his hand, and a powerful and irresistible suction force appeared in his large sleeve robe, and he instantly took in the rushing Qingyang Venerable.  The magical power of the universe in the sleeves is derived from the fifth-grade divine lotus.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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