Chapter 1228

In the central area of Weiyang, outside the Styx River, the Styx army and the Weiyang alliance are fighting. The fighting sound is overwhelming, and there are countless magical powers. The fluctuation of Taoism spreads everywhere.

At this moment, at the moment when Wang Baole's feet lifted and fell, the emperor mountain and the Yangdao people in the battlefield, as well as the ancestors of the demon pupil family and the burial spirits of the Ming clan, all had their minds fluctuated and looked at them together.

Compared with the three Weiyang people, the feeling of burying souls is more intense, because... His noumenon is a tree of burying souls, and the tree is vegetation, which is originally among the wooden roads.

Even if Wang Baole's wooden path only shrouded the holy land of Zuo Dao, with the spread of Tao rhyme before the arrival of this moment, the burial spirit still felt a strong suppression and the tumbling of the mind.

But he didn't have too many accidents, or to be exact, the burial spirit here... It's not many. After seeing Wang Baole touch Xuanhua, he realized the fundamental person.

The reason why other gods couldn't see through was that they didn't practice the wooden path, but... The wooden path of burying the spirit made him more clear why Xuanhua closed down immediately after his return.

Because... What Xuanhua himself built is also a wooden path!

The 15 petaled Black Lotus, no matter how strange, how to change, it is difficult to change its essence

Therefore, even though Xuanhua itself is the universe, at the moment of touching Wang Baole, he was shaken by the origin, producing a mind that outsiders cannot feel and it is difficult to understand.

Funerary spirit understood all this, so he didn't hesitate at the moment. At the moment when the rhyme of Wang Baole spread, he immediately retreated. His instinct told him that he couldn't get close to Wang Baole.

His deepest feeling is that the other party is like a vortex, and once he gets close, he will be swallowed up, and the breath contained in the vortex is like the source of his own Tao.

The kind of repression that seems to exist naturally, like a class, makes him feel powerless. Unless he can betray the Scriptures and depart from the Tao, or Wang Baole is beheaded, otherwise, this kind of repression will always exist and become stronger and stronger.

"If you want to come to Xuanhua, it's the same feeling at this moment!"

While he retreated here, the killing machine exploded in di Shan's eyes. In the starry sky at the end of his eyes, waves echoed at the moment. Wang Baole, dressed in white, with long hair, calmly walked out of nothingness step by step. His figure seemed to be painted, first outline, then clear, until he stepped on the battlefield.

At the moment of its appearance, his Taoist rhyme has spread and enveloped all sides, making both sides of the battlefield, whether it is the Ming clan or the Weiyang clan alliance, even if their heavenly ways are different, but the power of the five elements is the foundation, so they will have some. Therefore, almost all the monks of both sides have changed their looks and retreated one after another.

The feeling of burying the soul is more obvious. Even now, after seeing it with his own eyes, he has an impulse to see it in the bottom of his heart. Fortunately, his cultivation is profound, and he forcibly suppresses it with the help of the way of the nether sect, and his body retreats rapidly.

This scene made emperor Shan's eyes slightly narrowed. As for the Yangdao man and the demon pupil ancestor, it was the pupil contraction. It was really the way Wang Baole appeared, although it was not too strange, but after it appeared, it actually caused such fluctuations. This... They couldn't do it.

What made these two people even more shocked, especially the Weiyang people, was that within the second breath after Wang Baole walked out, the ripples of the surrounding starry sky rose again, and a sad roar seemed to echo in everyone's mind. The nothingness was distorted in an instant. A golden giant beetle, with supreme power, and a wave that made the spirits of all living beings tremble suddenly appeared!

This... Is the way of heaven of Weiyang nationality.

Because of Wang Baole's arrival, it appeared on its own, showing madness in its eyes, and more monstrous hatred and resentment. It roared at Wang Baole constantly, as if it was resenting that Wang Baole had deprived it of the power of wood!

"Noisy!" Wang Baole looked as usual. After looking around, he opened his mouth faintly towards the constantly roaring heaven, and his right hand was raised and pointed at him.

In the eyes of others, this divine way of heaven is just a pet raised by others. Other people can't do anything, but excluding him. The convergence of wood species has made Wang Baole's own personality reach a very high level. Therefore, under this point, the repressive force suddenly appeared, which immediately made the way of heaven of Weiyang nationality rapidly reverse. Although he was still screaming, he was already afraid.

This scene also caused greater fluctuations in the hearts of the monks on both sides around, especially the Yangdao people and the ancestor of the demon pupil. They couldn't imagine why they were all quasi divine emperor fighting power, but Wang Baole here... Actually made their hearts tremble.

You know, even in the face of emperor mountain, neither of them had this feeling. Looking at the whole Weiyang Dao domain, they had a similar feeling only in chenqingzi and the ancestor of Weiyang.

And just at the moment when these two inner trembling millet rose, the killing opportunity in di Shan's eyes exploded. His body stepped forward and blurred in an instant. When the next moment appeared, he was impressively in front of Wang Baole, raised his right hand, and suddenly pressed his palm towards Wang Baole.

At the moment of pressing the palm of his hand, a towering giant peak appeared behind him, and his cultivation was even more explosive. The Tao meaning of the universe filled the four directions and spread the starry sky, so that this place was directly shrouded in a certain blockade. In this area, the Tao of emperor mountain will reach the extreme, while the Tao of others will be infinitely suppressed.

"Yellow mouth children!!"

Wang Baole looked calm. Facing the blow of the universe, he didn't dodge. His right hand lifted up and waved forward. Suddenly, the wooden path outside his body turned into illusion, affecting all directions, making hundreds of thousands of monks on both sides of the battlefield shake their bodies, and most of the monks had green silk threads scattered inside!

This is the law of wooden path. Because the five elements are the foundation, most monks must have contact with it in their lives. As long as they contact it, there are traces of themselves. Unless they can be cut off by others like Wang Baole, otherwise, in Wang Baole's perception, these traces of wooden path can become his own strength.

At this moment, with a little lead, the green silk scattered from the body of more than half of the hundreds of thousands of monks immediately came straight to Wang Baole, and suddenly circled in front of him, forming a vortex, roaring in all directions, but also directly twined towards the palm of emperor mountain and the huge peak behind it.

For a moment, even the emperor mountain had a feeling of being bound. After Leng hum, the rocks collapsed on their own and were about to suppress again, but Wang Baole's figure had stepped out and disappeared in place.

Just at the moment of his disappearance, the face of the Taoist priest and the ancestor of the demon pupil changed greatly. They didn't hesitate at all and quickly retreated, but... Later, Wang Baole's figure appeared directly beside the Taoist priest, with indifference, raised his right hand with a finger... Pointed to the previous location of the Taoist priest. Although it was empty at the moment, there were faint words from Wang Baole's mouth, echoing in the four directions.

"The waning moon."

With the appearance of these two words, the Yangdao man's face was appalled, and his cultivation even reached the sky, but now it seemed to be limited. Time warped appeared outside his body, and his figure seemed to be reversed by the years, suddenly disappeared, and appeared in... Where he was decades ago!

It is also... Where Wang Baole's finger fell at this moment, making his finger... Fall directly on the eyebrow of the Taoist priest!

Boom!