Although the shining sea of clouds is broken and turned into the light of Taoism, it flies around, but the brilliance turns quickly, and it makes an arc in the void, like a startling dragon, and then continues to attack Yan Zhaoge.

"Ha ha, Meng zhangcang's cloud record." As soon as Yan Zhaoge touched the brilliant sea of clouds, he had a number in his heart.

Mengzhang is the first of the four spirits of the green dragon, also known as mengzhang God King.

Just as Zhuque is also known as Lingguang God, this is a Taoist term for four spirits.

Before the great disillusionment, there was a unique art called the book of Lingguang flying immortals, which inherited the traditional artistic conception of Lingguang God King.

At present, the martial arts built by Tianjun in Xianting is called mengzhangcang Yunlu, which explains the power mood of mengzhang before the great disillusionment.

There is no connection between the two sides of the orthodoxy. It is just because they all speculate about the images of the four spirits, so it has always been called together.

In the library of Tianting temple before the great destruction, these two unique skills were included.

Although Yan Zhaoge did not practice this method before, he also read it. He recognized it as soon as he saw each other.

"Compared with Meng zhangcang's cloud record before the great disillusionment, there are still some development and progress. It's really rare for martial artists of Xianting origin." Yan Zhaoge is amazing, and he has time to experience the martial arts changes of his opponent.

Although in praise, but Yan Zhao singer is not slow, to refer to the sword, around the body.

The blue dragon is full of blood, and the purple and sharp light are all over the sky.

That one light dragon, be killed in succession immediately!

For a time, in the void, there was a broken dragon body cut off everywhere.

The shrill roar of the dragon and the blood filled the universe, which seemed to turn into a bloody hell.

The light dragon was killed, and the broken dragon body turned into countless threads of light.

This time, these streams of light can't continue to divide, as if real creatures can't be resurrected after being killed.

The scattered light flow diffused, making people seem to be enveloped in a fog of light, boundless.

In the light and fog, the figure of a middle-aged Taoist gradually emerged.

"This swordsmanship..." The middle-aged Taoist looked at Yan Zhaoge and was shocked.

"Oh, this is a sword technique created by Yan. Its name is..." Yan Zhaoge's sunny smile: "cut the green dragon."

When the middle-aged Taoist heard the words, his face turned black.

He clapped his hands together, suddenly boosted his strength, and then pushed forward.

All the light and fog in the sky turn to pale blue at this moment.

Between the blue lights, auspicious clouds reappeared, followed by the sound of the Dragon chanting, shaking the universe.

A dragon roars from the clouds and pours at yanzhaoge!

Yan Zhaoge just wanted to have some movement, but saw this pale green light dragon, all scales open and close together.

At this time, each dragon scale seems to be turned into a precious mirror. Thousands of dragon scales are like thousands of precious mirrors, from which countless pieces of mirror light shine out, crisscross.

The Taoist mirror light interweaves with each other, quickly forming a border, enveloping and suppressing Yan Zhaoge, making him seem to fall thousands of chains and shackles.

In the roar of the dragon, the real dragon explores its claws, picks the stars and takes the moon to cover the sight of Yan Zhaoge.

Yan and Zhao laughed and stood still. The air came out all over the body and covered the whole body.

In an instant, his whole body seemed to turn into an axe rather than an axe, or a flag rather than a flag.

Open up the world, the magnificent artistic conception of geding's creation is obvious, sweeping all directions, breaking the blue light border that covers itself.

As soon as he shook his body, the unreal Kaitian flag shook, and the dragon's claws could not move forward.

Yan Zhaoge is not slow. He stretches out his left hand over the stiff dragon claw and presses it directly on the dragon head!

It's huge. It looks like the dragon head of the ancient holy mountain. In front of the palm of Yan Zhaoge's hand, it seems to shrink in an instant.

In the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist, he saw the palm of Yan Zhaoge's outstretched hand suddenly become larger, covering the whole world.

The dragon head was seized by Yan Zhaoge with one hand and couldn't move immediately.

Let his huge body wriggle, disturb the void, sweep the universe, and even smash many small stars with one tail, but he can't break the palm of yanzhaoge!

Yan Zhaoge calmly looks at the dragon, who looks like a thousand miles long, struggling between his palms. He calmly raises his right hand, and stands with his two fingers in the middle of eating, just like a sword.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge holding up his sword, Canglong could not help struggling more violently.

But it was all in vain. He could only see the butcher's knife falling towards him and getting closer and closer!

The sword of cutting the green dragon reappears. The sword flashes, running through the void.

If the top of the ancient sacred mountain breaks and collapses, the huge dragon head is cut off by Yan Zhaoge!

Yan Zhaoge holds Canglong's head in his left hand, and his right sword keeps moving forward.

Purple red and sharp light cut through the blue light, showing the figure of a middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist finally showed a look of horror.

He didn't dare to stay, turned to a green light, and tried to fly away.

This turn is like selling his back to Yan Zhaoge. His sword of cutting green dragon must be cut on him.

However, the emperor of Xianting has his own plan. He is ready to take a sword from yanzhaoge in order to get the chance to escape.

Yan Zhaoge's sword of cutting green dragon is fierce and fierce again. Xuanxian Xiangang can't break his body of five Qi Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty.

But if he continues to pester, he may be suppressed and captured alive!

In just a few rounds, he has clearly felt the gap between himself and Yan Zhaoge.

What's more, longxingquan, Yandi and others are nearby.

Heaven knows if there will be any other immortal yuan, who is a direct descendant of Taoism. At that time, he will be in real danger.

It was the middle-aged Taoist who made a quick decision and immediately withdrew.

At this moment, it is relying on the realm to suppress people. Xuanyuan's separation is to seek opportunities. Some cheekiness has long been ignored.

But at this time, he suddenly felt that the sword light was about to change behind him.

Fierce will no longer kill, but more distant.

However, this mysterious and infinite sword meaning makes the heart of middle-aged Taoist suddenly cold, which is more dangerous than cutting the sword of green dragon!

He froze with the sword light.

The middle-aged Taoist had a lot of illusions in front of him. He only felt that his whole life seemed to fall from the clouds.

His five Qi Dynasty yuan, broken!

Although only for a moment, but in this moment, the second fierce sword is chopped!

In the twinkling of Li Mang, a middle-aged Taoist screamed, and his body was cut into two parts!

Yanzhaoge leisurely steps after him. Then he comes forward. His left hand is five fingers tight. The Canglong is broken and scattered.

Then he reached out and grasped the middle-aged Taoist who was still struggling.

The middle-aged Taoist lingered for a long time, suffered extremely, and was bleeding profusely. The five Qi of the immortal family were reunited again. There was a potential to revive the immortal yuan and protect his life. Even if he was beheaded, he could not die.

But yanzhaoge reached out and suppressed the power. The middle-aged Taoist was not as good as dead!