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Chapter 153: : Discussing with the saints, the saints’ panic

   In the palace of the saints, Chu Kuang said amazing words!

  He actually came to talk to the saint!

   Facing the Madman Chu's request for commenting on the Tao, the eyes of Saint White-browed showed a hint of surprise, and then he pondered for a while.

   "Little friend, are you sure you want to do this?"

   "The younger generation's Taoism has reached a bottleneck, and I hope to discuss the Tao with the saint, seek a breakthrough, and hope that the saint can complete it." Chu Kuang said.

   "In that case, you can."

   The white-browed saint nodded slightly and agreed to Chu Madman's request.

   The madman of Chu smiled faintly, got up and passed the crowd, came to the saint, embraced Kunwu, and sat on the ground.

   Everyone looked at them intently.

  A war king wants to talk to a saint? !

   For them, the scene before them is really incredible, and everyone doesn't want to miss this kind of thing.

   "The little friend is surrounded by the power of merit, which is rare." The white-browed saint glanced at Chu Kuangren, and then smiled faintly.

   "Oh, what can be compared to the preaching of a saint, Fuze common people."

   He has the power of merit, the madman of Chu knows it, after all, it’s strange that he didn’t have any merit to save Beiling Dao State back then.

   But this point of merit is insignificant when compared with the white-browed saint. After all, the merits that people have accumulated for so long are not comparable to him, but he did not take it seriously.

   "Sage, please," Chu Madman said lightly, and then the Taoist rhyme filled his body, and the sword of heaven on his head began to discuss the Tao.

   The white-browed saint is also unambiguous, and the realm of Taoism is displayed.

   momentarily.

   The madman of Chu felt a sea of ​​Taoist rhyme rushing towards him, making him feel unprecedented pressure.

   This is the rhyme of sainthood? !

   If he hadn't comprehended the Emperor Changsheng for three years, I am afraid that the sword of heaven would instantly collapse under this terrifying rhyme of saint humanity.

   "The level of Dao Fa of the little friend is amazing, and there are few people under the saint who can compare with you."

   Seeing Madman Chu resisted his Dao Yun, the eyes of Saint Baimei couldn't help showing a touch of surprise.

   And the saint's words, other people have also heard them, they are all stunned secretly, no wonder Chu Madman wants to talk to the saint.

   It turns out that his realm of Taoism has reached this level!

   Aocang, Yuan Hong and others looked at each other, and they felt an extremely strong sense of frustration in their hearts.

   are both Tianjiao, they are still young emperors, but Madman Chu has already left them far behind.

   "Sage, please take my sword!" At this moment, Madman Chu suddenly gave a soft drink, and the sword of heaven trembled, and a sword light burst out.

   The horrible sword light contained the ultimate sword rhyme, even if the white-browed saint saw him, his eyes became slightly solemn.

   "Good Kendo!"

   exclaimed, Bai Mei moved his heart, and behind him appeared an indomitable giant phantom, slamming towards Jianguang.

   The two Taoist rhymes intertwined and collided in the void, and the brilliant brilliance flowed, making every monk present be confused.

   This kind of Taoist rhyme is too mysterious.

   "Little friend, you have to pick me up, too." The white-browed saint's Taoist rhyme circulated, and the giant phantom pointed a finger at Madman Chu.

   The majestic Taoist rhyme rushes like a mountain whistling a tsunami, even the supreme Taoism will be instantly defeated in front of this finger.

   Chu madman's heart moved, and white lotuses suddenly appeared in the void, disintegrating the rhyme of this finger.

  Holy King Method, White Lotus Purifying the World!

   "Oh, a wonderful way." The white-browed saint was slightly surprised.

   "Come again."

   The madman Chu's eyes sparkled with excitement.

   Discussing the Tao with the saint is really extraordinary. He feels that he has vaguely touched the barrier of Taoism!

   Not only that, the Changsheng Emperor Sutra he has learned over the past three years has also been used by him in this discussion, deepening his understanding, and the various methods he has learned in the Ten Thousand Fasects are also easily accessible.

   The madman of Chu has exhausted all his life's learning and is very happy.

   This discussion lasted for a whole day, all kinds of mysterious Taoist rhymes have been hovering above the hall, making every monk fascinated.

   Especially the all kinds of Taoist rhyme displayed by the madman of Chu, it makes every monk seem to be able to find the shadow of his own Tao in it.

   This shocked everyone. They couldn't imagine how a single person mastered so many kinds of practice methods?

   "According to the rumors, this madman of Chu once understood all the methods in the Ten Thousand Fasects. It seems that the rumors are true and terrible."

   "With so many methods, he can actually use each of them to perfection, I am afraid that even the lord of ten thousand laws is nothing more than that."

   "How terrible is this person's understanding?"

   Even the Seventh Patriarch and other guardians who had been following Madman Chu were a little scared at this moment.

   They knew that Madman Chu's Taoism realm was very high, and they couldn't even match them, but they didn't expect it to be so high.

   Discussing the Tao with the saint one day and one night, it is not letting down the wind.

   "Little friend Chu, it's time to end." At this moment, the Saint White Eyebrows suddenly spoke, and then a white light burst from the center of his eyebrows.

   There is an extremely powerful rhyme in that white light, and the rhyme of saint humanity has evolved vividly in it.

   In just an instant, Bai Guang broke through the White Lotus Purification Chapter and hit the sword of heaven on the head of Madman Chu.

  The Dao Yun of the Sword of Heaven's Dao was wounded, cracks appeared, Chu Kuangren's body trembled, and the Dao Yun of the whole body gradually fell apart.

   "It's almost."

The Kunwu sword in the arms of the madman of Chu trembled, and a tyrannical sword rhyme broke out again, injected into the sword of heaven, and the originally fragmented rhyme was instantly stabilized and sharpened by a few minutes~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The white-browed saint nodded slightly, "Good sword!"

   The madman of Chu did not reply. At this time, he fell into a mysterious state of insight. The various Taoisms learned in this life, and even the gains from three years of comprehension of the emperor scripture evolved in his mind.

Too much.

   He will have too much.

   The madman of Chu summed up these methods one by one, and then integrated all the rhymes into the skill of Zhantian and Swordsmanship.

  Everything learned, he only serves one sword!

   Everyone only saw the white lotus scattered around Madman Chu's body, leaving only the sword of heaven above his head blooming with endless brilliance.

   An incomparably terrifying sword rhyme is rising rapidly, at this moment, even the holy eyebrow felt a trace of palpitation.

   "What is the situation with this Taoist rhyme?"

   hum...

   At this time, the brilliance of the sword of heaven turned into a beam of light and soared into the sky, the avenue seemed to feel something, and various visions evolved over the palace.

   The sky is falling in chaos, the ground is springing up with golden lotus, the voice echoes...

   This vision of Taoism gradually permeated, covering thousands of miles, the entire Azure Dragon Region, no, the entire Celestial Star seemed to have some feeling, and they all looked in the direction of Baimei Mountain, their expressions a little surprised.

   "What's the matter with this Taoist rhyme?"

   "It's the Saint Human Dao Yun? No, the Saint Human Dao Yun does not have such a heart-pounding fluctuation. What is the situation!"

   "Baimei Mountain, is it the Saint Baimei made it?"

   All the strong are shocked.

   Even the saints hiding behind the scenes were alarmed, releasing their spiritual thoughts one by one and spying towards Baimei Mountain.

   But then, an extremely terrifying coercion erupted from that rhyme, causing all the bodies of the prying saints to tremble, terrified!

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