Zhuo Wen shook his head, Shi Potian is still a child, he likes to play by nature, so he can't be too demanding on him.
At this moment, the white-browed old man sitting on the stone tablet stared fixedly at an insignificant speck of dust on the ground, and said in amazement: "It's unbelievable, no wonder the old man always felt that something broke into the Mountain of Seven Emotions and Six Desires? It turned out to be a speck of dust Ah, and it's not ordinary dust!"
As he said that, the white-browed old man waved his sleeve robe, and the strange dust he discovered appeared on his palm, and the more he observed, the more amazed he became.
Because this grain of dust is so ordinary, it is not the slightest difference from other dust.
If it weren't for the weird behavior of the dust just now, he really wouldn't be able to recognize it.
"I want to see what the hell you are!"
A gleam of coldness flashed in the eyes of the white-browed old man, and he spread his right hand, and the power of the rolling dharma turned into a cluster of golden flames, which began to continuously burn the dust in his hand.
This golden flame is transformed by the power of his Dharma Aspect, and it is a veritable Dharma Aspect divine fire, which can be burned into ashes even by the powerful in the Great Tribulation of the Universe.
If it is ordinary dust, it can burn into nothingness with one touch.
When the white-browed old man realized that his Dharma Divine Fire could not burn this dust into nothingness, a gleam of light burst out in his eyes. (to be continued)
"It's interesting, even the old man's Dharma Divine Fire can't be refined, what is this thing?"
The old man with white eyebrows showed a thoughtful look, and his heart became more and more interested in this speck of dust.
Just when he was about to take the next step, his face changed, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.
Whoosh!
I saw a sharp and hard-to-see blazing light emanating from the tiny dust, and following this light, there was a sharp and terrifying sword aura.
In an instant, the ordinary dust was enveloped by the terrifying sword energy, forcing the white-browed old man to let go temporarily, and retreated quickly.
The moment the white-browed old man backed away, a sword light flashed out from the dust, and it magnified sharply, turning into a divine sword with alternate flashes of purple, gold and black, stabbing at the center of the white-browed old man's eyebrows.
"snort!"
The white-browed old man let out a cold snort, his right hand was like a hook, and a stream of dharma-like divine fire condensed, slamming the Taiyou Holy Sword's momentum, while he involuntarily stepped back a few steps before he managed to stabilize his figure.
"Who the hell? You're pretending to be a ghost, why don't you come out quickly!"
The white-browed old man grasped the Taiyou Holy Sword's momentum with one hand, and scanned the surroundings with a pair of sharp eyes. He knew that what was hidden in the dust was definitely not just such a holy sword, but also the person behind the scenes.
At the same time, his spiritual thoughts quickly spread out, and he began to gather all the monks in Qiqingliuyushan.
Soon, hundreds of elite monks will rush to the middle of the mountain, and with him, a cosmic powerhouse, sitting in the fortress, the invader will be unable to escape.
"Heaven and earth Hongmeng a line of sky!"
An indifferent voice came suddenly, and then the white-browed old man's pupils were tightly locked and he realized that the divine sword he was holding tightly trembled violently, bursting out with an earth-shattering sword intent.
But his right hand couldn't hold down the divine sword, and it came out, and a terrifying sword energy seemed to connect the sky and the earth, and slashed at him fiercely.
The pupils of the white-browed old man narrowed slightly, and with a roar, he sacrificed a huge Dharma image.
This dharma figure is seventy-seven forty-nine feet long, with a snake head and a human body, and the dharma figure has three snake heads, each of which has a different color, namely red, yellow, and blue.
Bang!
As soon as the huge dharma image appeared, with a flick of the finger, the force of the billowing dharma image rushed out violently, turning into a terrifying sea of ??flames, sweeping across the entire sky, and burning the terrifying sword energy.
Zhuo Wen jumped out of the big world, silently looking at the huge Dharma figure in front of him, with fear in his eyes.
"Where did the thief come from, dare to trespass the forbidden mountain of Seven Emotions and Six Desires!"
The white-browed old man stared at Zhuo Wen indifferently, and with a pinch of his right hand, it turned into a stream of light and merged into the Dharma image.
The law of the universe is derived from the world of heaven and earth, and its body is a huge world with various rules, which are endless and intertwined.
The old man with white eyebrows is sitting in the central cave in the world of cosmic dharma at this moment, communicating with the cosmic dharma with his mind, so as to achieve the point of controlling dharma.
Zhuo Wen didn't speak, he took a step forward, grasped the void with his right hand, and the Holy Sword of Taiyou fell into his palm by itself.
Afterwards, without saying a word, Zhuo Wen made another move of the sword to move the nine heavens.
The billowing and berserk sword energy, like a rolling dragon wall, kept rolling, growing stronger and bigger, and instantly transformed from the sword energy of Zhang Xu to a terrifying storm of sword energy of tens of thousands of feet.
Moreover, the storm of sword energy is still getting bigger and bigger, the more it rolls, the bigger the storm it condenses, and the stronger its power, this is the essence of Sword Moving Nine Heavens.
With a single sword, wind and cloud rise, and the wall moves for nine days. JrNovels.com