The Wanyang Realm is 30 million years old, the ancient gods, the ancient emperors, the middle ancient supreme, even if the invincibles appear every 100,000 years, there are more than 300 invincibles in ancient and modern times.

If there is a supreme inheritance, it can become a holy place, and it is impossible for the thirty emperors and lords of Dongzhou ancient and modern to have only three holy places.

Unless there are certain conditions that are not known to outsiders to become a holy place.

"Brother Yuanyang doesn't know?"

Xuanji tapped on the lotus leaf in the lake, and seemed a little surprised and admired: "Brother Daoist is not from the Holy Land, but he can beat a dozen enemies with one, but his talent and talent are far beyond Xuanji."

Just this sentence, she already knew that An Qisheng was not from the Holy Land.

Although this secret is also hidden to the people in the Holy Land, Yuanyang can suppress more than ten masters of all arts, and if he is in the Holy Land, he is also qualified to know some secrets.

"Exceeding is naturally exceeding, but it is not something worth showing off."

But An Qisheng didn't care if he was leaking. With a flick of his sleeves, there were already several plates of melons and fruits and a pot of spirit wine on the white jade table in front of him: "Sit down and talk slowly."

In the cave, Zheng Longqiu, who was pulling the weeds in the spiritual field under the shock of the long whip, changed his face, and his heaven and earth ring suddenly disappeared.

"Brother Dao is very courageous."

Xuanji's face remained calm, her body didn't show any movement, and she was already seated in front of An Qisheng: "The top French wine in Wanfa Building has not been drunk for a long time."

"Friend Daoist hasn't answered my question yet."

An Qisheng squeezed the wine glass, his eyes dimly said: "Where is the Holy Land stronger than the sect? If you say it, the method of Mingyue is also stronger than Taiyi's direct inheritance. If it is a treasure, 'Mingyue' may not be stronger than that. Wanfalong Tower..."

The dynasties of the East Continent have changed, and the sect has also changed. The only three holy places have never been shaken. This is not just that the three holy places know how to be low and small at the right time.

There must be something deeper.

"Since Brother Dao doesn't know, it's better not to know."

Xuanjiyu squeezed a delicate jade pot in her hand and poured wine for An Qisheng: "If Brother Daoist is really interested, why don't Xuanji go back to Mingyue Holy Land to have a look?"

"Always have a look, but not now."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

He is very interested in many major sects and holy places in this world. To a certain extent, the end of the year in this world is not in the world, but in the sacred places of sects.

But not now.

His appearance has attracted a lot of attention. Going now is not asking for trouble.

In fact, he is very clear that many sects in Dongzhou, the Holy Land are paying attention to his movements at this time.

"Hehe~"

Xuanji smiled indifferently, then raised her slender neck and drank a glass of French wine with a graceful posture: "If that day comes, Xuanji will travel three thousand miles out of the mountain to welcome him."

She, for the time being, believed it.

"good."

An Qisheng also drank his glass of wine: "Then just wait for that day."

He is also very clear about Xuanji's purpose, which is nothing more than solicitation.

He could sense that since the Battle of Saving Mountain, no less than thirty people had deduced him, and these thirty people gave him a dangerous atmosphere.

And one of them is as bright as the moon, with a cold and holy breath, and it must be from the Holy Land of the Moon.

It's a pity that his spirit is better than his physique, and he has the method of dreaming. He is far more able to capture the traces of his own breath than Zheng Longqiu and others. It is of course not that simple to calculate his traces.

Holy Land is not omnipotent.

He will not attract all the Holy Land to come out.

Xuanji put down the wine glass and looked at An Qisheng, with a faint divine light in the depths of her eyes: "If Brother Daoist doesn't go, Xuanji will have to say goodbye."

She put down the glass of wine and raised her hand slightly, gave a salute, got up, and was about to leave.

The two talked only a few words, but she had already done everything, inquired about the origin, solicited, tested enemies and friends, and figured out her character.

Naturally, there is no reason to stop.

She still remembered that trance before, this Yuanyang Taoist seems to have some kind of secret method or supernatural power that affects people's mind.

The longer it stays, the more dangerous it is.

She just got up when An Qisheng put down his glass and said lightly, "Stay a little longer."

"Ok?"

Xuanji looked back with a hint of surprise on Wuxia's face: "Does Brother Yuanyang have anything else to do?"

"I've also entered the door, I've drank the wine, and it's not appropriate to not answer the question, right?"

An Qisheng's voice was flat, and his eyes were even more unwavering: "You have done everything you have to do. Naturally, you have to know what I want to know."

"The secret of the Holy Land, even if I say it out loud, Daoist brother may not dare to listen to it, and I may regret it in the future."

Xuanji spoke calmly, and strands of moonlight-like rays of light flowed out from around her, like threads of silk, surrounded by ribbons.

She is more and more beautiful and not like a mortal.

An Qisheng poured his own drink with a calm expression: "I never regret it."

"But I can't tell you."

Xuanji raised her head slightly, her clean chin glowing like jade: "Brother Daoist wants to take me down?"

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows: "Why not?"

"It seems that Brother Daoist has full confidence in his magical powers."

Xuanji shook her head and sighed softly: "But do you think I'm Zheng Longqiu, Mo Changfa, Feng Changming?"

Her voice became cold.

She was born in the Mingyue Holy Land, and Feng Changming is the same generation, one of them is the first true line of Taiyi, and the other is the first true line of the Mingyue Holy Land.

But the two have never been equally famous, because Feng Changming is not her opponent at all.

The two of them went out of the mountains and fought ten times, and she won ten times. Feng Changming's 'Sword of Destroying Dao and Executing Immortals' was not an opponent of her 'Dark Moon Divine Wheel' at all.

"in my opinion......"

An Qisheng put down the wine glass, and Xuanji's figure was reflected in his clear eyes. The figure was as ethereal as his voice:

"It's no different!"

"But I have to experience Brother Yuanyang's magical powers, is he qualified to keep me!"

Xuanji's face was slightly angry, and her voice suddenly became cold.

Boom!

Before the words could be heard, the entire carriage had been completely shattered.

Zhu Dahai, who was pulled, was caught off guard and was hit by the turbulent airflow for hundreds of miles, and he fell headlong into the mountains.

He yelled 'woo woo wah' in the air, terrified.

boom!

Zhu Dahai landed heavily, and a hill was instantly smashed to the ground by him, and the smoke and dust mixed with earth and stones rose into the air, filling the air for dozens of miles.

"what happened?"

Outside the mountains, there was a team of loose cultivators, who seemed to be escorting a convoy.

"Look, look at the sky!"

Suddenly, someone screamed.

The others looked up one after another, and saw that the sky was sky high, and a bright moon suddenly hung up.

Its color is pure, its meaning is high, its light is endless, surging like waves, rolling like tides.

In an instant, a piece of night seemed to be pulled from the sky, and it was clear that the sun was still shining brightly in other places, but that piece of sky became the night with the bright moon hanging high.

It was as if someone had stolen a piece of the sky, and at first glance, how strange it was!

"No, there is a major repair!"

But after just one look, many loose cultivators were horrified and their livers and gallbladders were torn apart.

There is a saying in the world that major repairs are like natural disasters, and if they are not careful, they will be affected by Chiyu. How can they not be nervous?

Huhu~

The moonlight is like water, Xuanji's white clothes fluttering, holy as a fairy, her brows and eyes are cold, far away from the world, and her voice is like a moonlight floating in the sky:

"The Daoist brother is too domineering. Even if it is really a dragon across the river, he can't be arrogant in Dongzhou, not to mention the Daoist brother's supernatural powers are not enough to run rampant in Dongzhou."

Xuanji's voice was extremely cold and seemed to contain anger, and it seemed that she did not expect An Qisheng to be so domineering.

"The full moon is like a mirror, which can look at people, take pictures, leave marks, and naturally leave marks."

An Qisheng stood in the sky, not caring about the destruction of the chariots, and looked at the bright moon hanging in the air: "I heard that there are shadows of holy places behind many sects, and behind Xie Ji Mountain's Destroying Love Dao is Mingyue. Holy place?"

It wasn't long before he captured Fa Wuxie and others, but for him, it was enough for him to understand the mysteries of 'Destroying Dao and Immortal Sword', 'Baquan' and 'Three-seven Dharma Destruction', and to sort out these sects and sacred places. relationship.

The relationship between the Holy Land and several major sects is complicated but needless to say, but there is a relationship between this Holy Moon Moon Holy Land and the Dao of Extinguishing Love.

Mingyue took the enemy's breath and killed it with the 'Three-Seven Method' curse, and they were naturally a perfect match for each other.

"Ok?"

This time, Xuanji realized that Yuanyang had already known his purpose.

But she didn't panic too much, just slightly surprised: "Since Daoist brother knows my purpose, why do you want to invite me in?"

The dark moon is like a realm, and it can reflect the heaven, earth and the universe.

There has only been one accident in the past, and that is Guanglong Supreme.

Tens of thousands of years ago, Guanglong Supreme summoned to the holy places, and once illuminated his body with the dark moon, but the dark moon failed to capture his figure, as if he had transcended the universe.

But in the millions of years since the dark moon has been passed down to the present, there has been only one person.

Of course, she can't hold the supreme treasure Mingyue, but this Yuanyang Taoist is not Guanglong Supreme!

Even, he is not an almighty, and naturally he has to be caught by himself.

"That's naturally because..."

An Qisheng reached out and squeezed lightly from the void, and a subtle breath that could not be perceived by the naked eye or even the soul had been caught between his two fingers:

"I'm also capturing your breath, faster than you..."

"Ok?!"

The moment An Qisheng spit out, Xuanji's heart froze, and a big crisis hit.

Her eyes turned cold, and it was too late to say anything, she just raised her hands, and shifted her ten fingers to squeeze out the Taoist tactic: "Hey!"

hum~

A small beep.

Above the sky shrouded in the night, the full moon has already been suppressed. Wherever it passed, the void trembled every inch, and the majestic force rolled down like a tide.

It seemed to drown An Qisheng completely.

And at the moment when the light of the bright moon fell, the sky shrouded in night was suddenly filled with a dead silence. The moon was gorgeous, but there was no beauty in it.

Contained, only endless death.

The place where the moon falls is the underworld!

The ancestor of the Mingyue Holy Land, according to legend, was the descendant of a supreme being sealed with a secret method millions of years ago.

Famous for his killing, he is one of the most murderous among the Thirty Emperors and Reverends of the Eastern Desolate Ancient and Modern!

Legend has it that he used the dark moon to traverse a trillion miles of sky, killing a holy place in the depths of the galaxy protected by a supreme spiritual treasure, as well as dozens of life stars governed by that holy place!

Kill Jingzhao living beings in one strike!

Of course, Xuanji was not as tyrannical as the Underworld Emperor, but between his shots, where the moonlight lingered, a terrifying murderous aura suddenly burst out.

In an instant, this side of the night has become a vacuum, and everything that is visible and invisible, including air and dust, has been completely 'killed'.

call!

An Qisheng's white hair rose from root to root, and the chill was like a waterfall, coming from all directions, wanting to kill him completely here.

But his expression didn't change much.

Only when Na Xuanji made his move, he casually probed and took his spiritual treasure 'Three-Seven Dharma Destroyer' from the roar of Law Wuxie in the 'Dongtian'.

wow~

The moonlight slapped down, but An Qisheng didn't seem to notice it. In Xuanji's shocked expression, he put the breath captured from the void on this book of jurisprudence, which was as pitch-black as ink. 'superior.

"you!"

Xuanji's expression finally changed greatly, and her cold voice was full of inconceivable: "You actually learned the 'three seven methods of destroying urns'!"

How could this Yuanyang 'three seven methods to destroy the urn'?

Not to mention that Fa Wuxie has the breath of a king-level spiritual treasure that envelopes the soul, even if it doesn't, it's only a few days.

How could this Yuanyang Taoist master such a 'king-level' secret technique that is famous for its extremely difficult Dongzhou? !

"Ah!"

A chill surged in her heart, and she didn't care about anything else immediately, her body was together, fluttering like a dragon, and she wanted to meet the falling 'bright moon'.

In the next moment, a ripple appeared on the black book, and the word Xuanji appeared on the pages of the black book interwoven with legal principles.

"You're right."

An Qisheng's black book responded lightly.

He has always learned things quickly, and it is getting faster and faster. This 'Three-Seven Method' is a rare soul secret method in the Myriad Yang Realm. For him, it is faster to learn.

Not only is it faster, but it is even better than the indestructible Dharma that has been immersed in this way for hundreds of years!

slap~

An Qisheng pointed.

hum~

An invisible wave spread, and suddenly it spread high into the sky, submerging into Xuanji's body.

"what!"

In the next instant, a high-pitched screeching sound filled with endless pain resounded through the sky, and then the bright moon disappeared, turning into a full moon-like ancient mirror and falling down together with Xuanji.

"you......"

Severe pain flooded her mind~lightnovelpub.net~ Xuanji endured the severe pain and uttered a light rebuke: "Yueyou, Yueyou, Mingyueyou, Mingyueyouyou!"

hum~

Sound waves seemed to contain profound legal principles, and even though the pain that almost crushed three souls and seven souls filled her heart, Xuanji fought back immediately.

The ancient mirror reappeared with dim light, as if the same moon burst into pieces, and the last brilliance turned into a big river, slapping thousands of miles, as if to burn all jade and stone.

But in the next moment, a starry sky appeared at an unknown time, shrouded the River of Moonlight, and also shrouded her.

"If you capture me, there will be no room to turn around!" The moment she was finally caught in her cuff, Xuanji endured the pain and spoke.

"Emperor Tianding has been free for thousands of years, you still can't wait..."

An Qisheng flicked his long sleeves, put away the full moon and starry sky, and floated away in the rolling air:

"What can I do?"