The eight dharmas of Tiandao, perhaps called Tiandao eight questions, is more appropriate. This represents the Tao in Song Ke's heart. How strong his strength is. Dugu Yu has a deep understanding at the moment. Invisible Dao and invisible people.

A divine light in his eyes seemed to point directly at the Tiandao node. In an instant, song lacked a little breath. The next moment, his figure appeared not far from Dugu Yu.

"Good, come again!"

Dugu Yu's face was indifferent. No matter how fierce song shaodao was, he still didn't move.

At the moment, outside the living room, song Shidao, Song Zhi, song Lu, and a beautiful and lovely woman stood outside and looked at the news from inside. They were shocked.

"I can fight my father to this extent."

Song Yuzhi looked shocked. How long has it been since she saw song que exert all her strength.

Song Zhi shook his head: "the strength of the city Lord is beyond your imagination. I have tried before. The other party is like the ocean, and I, ha ha, is just an insignificant drop of water."

Hearing the speech, song Lu frowned and looked at his second brother with a heavy heart: "really?"

Song Shidao's eyes were full of wisdom. Dugu Yu was about the same age as him, but he had already got rid of the younger generation, and even the older generation was not his opponent. At this moment, he seemed to have a sense of frustration

Song Zhi nodded seriously, matched his own strength and sword meaning. With that set of steps, he was not weaker than the great master. However, he had no chance of winning in front of Dugu Yu.

Seeing this, song Yuzhi's eyes flashed a strange color.

In the living room, song que was full of Qi. He had not met such an opponent for a long time. At this moment, his spirit was extremely concentrated. He could see that the young man in front of him was very powerful and definitely not under him.

"The eighth Dao, Nuwa has a body. Who is the craftsman?"

The perfect knife seems to come from outside the sky. This knife includes song Ke's last question.

"Ha ha"

Dugu Yu looked up at the sky and laughed. He was perfect. How could the world be perfect? Even the way of heaven was lacking. Looking at a knife from the sky, a long sword appeared in his hand: "well, it's worthy of song's lack. It's worth my sword."

A sword, a long sword as clear as glass, whispered slightly in Dugu Yu's hand. In an instant, a sword light came from nothingness and hit song missing in a moment.

The terrible sword power turned slightly, and a sword light was born.

"Huh?"

Song Que's eyes flashed a dignified color. At the moment, he really felt what song Zhi said. He is better than me.

"The last knife, the opposite side of heaven's destiny, what punishment and what protection"

This knife is impartial, like the most primitive Tao, like dreamy light and shadow.

"Qiang"

"Boom"

The swords and swords clashed, and the unparalleled power swept away, and the whole living room collapsed directly in the roar.

Several people outside were startled and retreated. At that moment, an unparalleled sword and a terrible knife came and wiped everyone's cheeks and flew out.

Dugu Yu and song que jumped out of the ruins with two light sounds. Dugu Yu was still like Tathagata, and his breath was flat without a trace of chaos, even his clothes didn't lift up.

On the other hand, although song Ke's breath remained unchanged, there was a gap in his sleeve, which was split by Dugu Yu's sword.

"I have never failed in my life. You are the first person!"

Dugu Yu smiled noncommittally. He was originally a man of cultivation. If he was defeated by a great master, he would have no face to see others. Looking at the dignified song vacancy, Dugu Yu's real power operated in the body and drank in the air: "Song vacancy is not lacking, you are still hesitating!"

"Song is not short!"

As soon as he drank, song Que's eyes flashed a confused color. Only for a moment, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, and a terrible intention of asking for heaven rushed into the sky. At that moment, the whole Lingnan seemed to be split by a knife.

Chongxiao's Dao Mang, at this moment, the master who can name in the Tang Dynasty said in his heart: "Song Ke, breakthrough."

Yes, at the moment of the competition with Dugu Yu, song Kuang had a breakthrough trend. Then, in that light drink, he broke the shackles in Song Kuang's heart. In a moment, he completed the lifelong pursuit of a martial artist and became the top master in the world.

It's a terrible inside story. Just after a breakthrough, it's like breaking bamboo all the way. It instantly reaches the high level of a great master. In one step, it's the peak state. You can step through the void at any time.

Song Ke is so strong that he has no friends. Although the three sects in the world are not worthy of their names, their strength can not be underestimated. Ning dodge can't stop song Ke's last move.

"I don't want it!"

As song Ke's words fell, song Yuzhi, song Shidao, Song Zhi and song Lu opened their mouths. They witnessed a process from a great master to a great master, which is more important for their future.

In a beautiful mountain forest, there are several carved jade temples. In front of the mountain gate, there is a plaque with four big characters: Cihang Jingzhai.

In the main hall, a charming woman is fan Qinghui, the contemporary leader of Cihang Jingzhai. Looking at the direction of Lingnan, her face changes slightly: "he has broken through."

She and song que had a relationship that ended without illness. In other words, she made song que have a deficiency in her heart and blocked song Que's step into the great master. Who ever thought that song que finally stepped into this last step.

Beside fan Qinghui, there was a woman who was like an immortal. She and Wan Wan were like an extreme. Looking at fan Qinghui around, she whispered, "master, how strong is the great master?"

How strong is the great master? In the world of the Tang Dynasty, it is a mythical existence. Looking at the world, Ning dodge on the Taoist table has become a Buddhist thug, Bi Xuan, a foreign Wu Zun, and Fu Cailin, a Korean.

Xiang Yutian of the magic gate, Meng Chihang of the magic sect, the Mongolian national teacher Ba Siba, spread the eagle, and the Supreme Master of the Taoist gate ordered to come East. These are all hidden great masters. Maybe there are some in the dark.

Fan Qinghui's eyes were a little confused: "great master, that is a mythical figure who has gone out of his own way and is preparing to break through the void."

Breaking through the void means marching towards a higher level of the world. In the eyes of Wulin people, they are already immortals.

"Feixuan, you go out of the mountain with Heshi Bi. Yang Guang's defeat is a foregone conclusion. The world is about to be in chaos. Our Cihang Jingzhai is to inherit the destiny of heaven and choose a common Lord for the world to end the chaos in the world."

"Li Shimin, the second son of Li valve, has always been famous. He is the next Buddha recommended by our Buddhism. You should help him secretly."

Shifei Xuan took orders. He's Bi is a treasure. Its existence is like a signal of a common Lord in the world.

Looking at Shi Feixuan leaving, fan Qinghui's eyes flashed. There are two most outstanding saints in Cihang Jingzhai today, one is Shi Feixuan who just went out, and the other is Qin Mengyao who has been running away.

"Maybe I should go to see the great master, and maybe I can pull him into Buddhism."

Fan Qinghui's idea is very simple, that is, to win over Song Que and let him become a thug like Ning dodge. In this way, even if there is no great master, Cihang Jingzhai can frighten the world.

At the same time, Lingnan, the site of song valve and the living room were destroyed. They moved to another conference hall. Song's lack of breath has been completely calmed.

Dugu Yu's eyes flashed with admiration. Song Kuang was worthy of song Kuang, and his control over himself was beyond imagination: "what do you think of the world?"

Song Que's eyes flashed: "the Central Plains has vast materials and outstanding people. However, it has been repeatedly invaded by barbarians. Throughout history, the war disasters in the frontier have been continuous, which makes people sad and angry. In the past, we Han people were treated as two legged sheep, become food, and almost cut off our blood by eating."

Dugu Yu sighed: "this is the suffering of the Central Plains. We have vast territory and resources in the Central Plains, far beyond the Outlands. Why are we repeatedly invaded?"

Song Ke was not only powerful, but also proficient in military talent: "the dynasty was established and flourished for a time. However, every time in the later stage, the king was fatuous and the treacherous officials were in power, which made the world a mess and the people could not make a living. Finally, he took the lead in the uprising."

"A war, though buried in the old era, opened up a new world, but eventually lost the Central Plains of the yuan, this is the only way for foreigners to take advantage of it."

"But what can I do?"

Dugu Yu shook his head: "what do you think of Yangzhou?"

"Yangzhou"

Although song que has never been to Yangzhou, it has become the focus of the world since Yu wenhuaji and those magic men were defeated.

The current city Lord is even more terrible. He only spent more than a month to increase the overall strength of Yangzhou several times. He refined salt, modified farm tools, new crops and implemented everything beneficial to the people's livelihood.

What's more terrible is that the city Lord promotes that all the people are martial arts. He has set up martial arts schools everywhere to teach the people the way to practice martial arts. Excellent people can enter the city Lord's house to practice more advanced skills.

"What is your purpose?"

Even song que didn't know what the man was going to do. He changed his name and created martial arts. Even if he was fighting for hegemony, he didn't have to do so.

Dugu Yu laughed, waved his hand, and a touch of magic light condensed on his fingertips. He immediately pointed to song's eyebrows: "my purpose is very simple. I am the only strong man in the world."

At the moment, song Que's eyes were dull. Just like Lu Miaozi, he was taught the general outline of human cultivation and the general situation of the wasteland world by Dugu Yu.

Song Zhi and others thought Dugu Yu had a black hand and jumped in front of him: "what are you doing?"

But after listening to song missing a way: "it doesn't hurt."

If you listen carefully, song Que's voice can be vaguely felt. He has a vibrato. It's excitement, it's yearning. In the wasteland world, that's where he shows his skills.

"No wonder your strength will be so strong."

Dugu Yu smiled: "once the experience is over, I will leave. However, I can't rest assured of the people in this world. Therefore, I want to kill the world and let my Han people have no worries. Lord song is willing to help me."

Finally, Dugu Yu's tone contained a terrible bloodthirsty thought. Once the LORD God's task was completed, he would leave the world. Now he had the opportunity to make the people stronger, how could he give up.

Song Kuang's eyes flashed a fine light, and his sword intention seemed to break out. Looking at Dugu Yu with serious expression, he slowly stood up and bowed to Dugu Yu: "why not? Even if I carry the name of the demon king on my back, I don't fear song Kuang."

Dugu Yu was so happy that he helped song que up and slaughtered the world, just for the Han nationality to stand at the peak of the world, which will be judged by later generations.

"With the help of master song, why don't we worry about unification in this world."

Song Yuzhi didn't understand what they were talking about and what Dugu Yu meant by leaving.

Only song que understood that leaving was the other party's return to that terrible world, where gods and Demons danced, and the great master was not as good as a dog.