Chapter 1632 Defensive Counterattack

Two powerful forces that seemed to exist and seemed to be absent rushed forward one after another.

Lin Qingjue held a green flute horizontally in his hand, the music was like silk like hemp, invisible but qualitative, soft and tough. Although the speed was not fast, it moved forward like quicksand, crushing and engulfing the obstacles encountered one by one.

What he cultivates is Le Dao.

In the Xuanhuang Realm, the Dao of Le Dao is a very common Dao. There are many people with good voices in the world, but it is rare in the world of cultivating immortals, because the Dao of Le Dao is very special. The power of Tao cannot be used, just like a mortal, but it is difficult to comprehend the Tao.

However, once the enlightenment is successful, the power of music obtained by Lexiu is extremely powerful, invisible, even silent, and often the opponent is hit before they feel it, and when the power of music penetrates into the body, they will follow the music At the mercy of others, unable to control the body and mind, it can be said that life is worse than death.

The Thai wolf on the other side can no longer recognize the human form.

His whole body was wrapped in black bloody air, and his figure grew several times. During the high-speed movement, he seemed to turn into a ferocious wolf, roaring, roaring, revealing sharp claws and red eyes.

Tailang practiced fierce way.

This kind of Taoism from the ancient beast, can bring its own violence and ferocity to the extreme. This kind of Taoism used to be very popular among the barbarians and witches, and in the world of cultivating immortals, there are only a very small number of talented monks to practice.

Tailang has the shape of a fierce wolf, which means that he has already realized the Tao and has begun to go all out.

Both of them planted the corresponding Dao since they were young, and their talents coincided with each other and complemented each other, so they practiced smoothly all the way to this point and became the supreme elder of Kunlun.

They are not easy opponents to deal with.

Zhou Shu was not in a hurry to act, the Dao tower on his body had already taken shape, and at the same time released Shu's power and spiritual consciousness, quietly mixed into the two powers of Dao, perceiving them carefully, looking for their weaknesses.

Seeing the Dao Pagoda on Zhou Shu, Lin Qingjue froze slightly, but Tailang didn't respond at all, and continued to charge forward.

Boom!

Tailang directly hit the road tower!

Before Zhou Shu got out of the way, the Dao Pagoda sank immediately, and Zhou Shu and the rushing Tailang were facing each other, only an inch apart, with those red eyes, that fierce and cruel aura rushing towards him, and he could hardly breathe .

His mouth was wide open, and his sharp teeth were sharp, biting towards Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu retreated quickly.

Tai Wolf was chasing after him like a shadow, and at the same time, the sound of music lingered, and quietly approached the Dao Pagoda from below.

Layer by layer, the Dao Pagoda was entangled like silk, and the power of joy was like wind and water, seeping into the Dao Pagoda bit by bit, trying to break through Zhou Shu's defense.

Zheng Daoxuan, who came after him, was always a bit behind, but he didn't rush to catch up, and whispered, "This kid's way is very strange!"

"yes."

Lin Qingjue played the flute while responding with a calm expression on his face, "It's different from all the Taos I've seen, and it's the first time I've seen the writing on that pagoda. Although there are many Taos stored on the Tao Mountain, they are all Nothing like it."

"That's weird."

Zheng Daoxuan looked slightly stagnant, "Could it be the way in the fairy world that he got from the spirit of the fairy."

Lin Qingjue nodded lightly, "It's very possible that this way is extraordinary. It can quickly find out the truth of my formula, avoid the truth and make up for it. It's hard for me to believe that this is just a matter of cultivation What he can do in two hundred years should be the characteristics of Tao itself."

Zheng Daoxuan let out a low growl, and immediately quickened his pace, "I must get the fairy spirit!"

In a few tens of breaths, Zhou Shu flew nearly a thousand miles with Tailang.

Tailang's strength did not weaken at all, but the ferocious aura became stronger and stronger, completely enveloping the space within hundreds of miles, and the surrounding area was completely dark, only the sparks falling from the fire could be seen.

Lin Qingjue followed closely behind, and the green flute in his hand gradually turned into azure blue, making the power of music even stronger.

Zheng Daoxuan also got close, and the sleeve of his right arm was rolled away, revealing a crystal-like transparent arm, aiming at Zhou Shu's direction, and blasted out seven consecutive punches.

The shadow of the fist was heavy, and it turned into a solid giant fist during the flight. With the wind and fire, it rushed straight to Zhou Shu.

He practiced boxing, and he had never practiced physical training before. It is very rare in the whole world of cultivating celestial beings to practice boxing, but he did it. Although his boxing strength is not known for strength, he just Soft and gentle, omnipotent, never inferior to any physical training.

The three of them attacked together, but they all used their full strength, trying to seriously injure Zhou Shu in one blow, and there was nowhere to escape.

Against the backdrop of several strong forces, the Dao Pagoda kept swaying, like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

Kunlun monks are also waiting for this moment.

But after hundreds of breaths, the three of them chased thousands of miles away, and the little candle was still standing tenaciously.

Although Tailang beat the Dao Pagoda to be as thin as a cicada's wings countless times, and faced Zhou Shu face to face countless times, he just couldn't break through the last layer. Lin Qingjue's power of music had already entangled the Dao Pagoda. There is less than one entrance to attack.

Zheng Daoxuan's giant fist could send Zhou Shu flying tens of miles with each blow, but after falling, it still remained the same.

The three of them glanced at each other, their eyes gradually becoming anxious.

How can there be such a thing, the power of Tao of the three monks of the eighth level of crossing the catastrophe, can't break the Taoist tower of a monk of the fourth level?

However, apart from being anxious, he also became more determined to win.

How can Zhou Shu deserve such a way and such power? The celestial spirit must belong to Kunlun!

In the Dao Pagoda, Zhou Shu closed his eyes slightly, his expression quite indifferent.

In the past, he might have only escaped, but now it is different. Over the years, he has grown a lot, especially in recent years, he broke the shackles of Shu Zhidao, made Shu Zhidao advance by leaps and bounds, and made him more relaxed in the face of these attacks.

But it is not suitable for counterattack, and he is good at defensive counterattack.

He has enough experience in dealing with these three powers of Dao, coupled with reliable perception, he will not be defeated by one blow.

Just procrastinate like this.

Find its flaws and resolve them. When the Dao Tower may be breached, simulate the power of the sun to melt the opponent's strength. This consumes a lot, but it is still stable.

At the same time, quietly, his power of Shu has penetrated deep into the power of the other party's Dao, and with every trace of perception, he is conducting a comprehensive analysis in the sea of ​​consciousness, quickly deducing, and simulating, and when he almost understands it clearly, he will fight back when.

And the Kunlun monks were besieging him with all their strength, but they couldn't even detect it.

Nanye over there is a little less powerful. During the catastrophe, he was very embarrassed by Caiying. He wanted to escape but couldn't. Whenever he wanted to fly outside, he would be blocked by Caiying. look back.

"Hee hee, do you want to leave, I don't allow it!"

"Damn it!"

Nanye looked at this side anxiously, resentful in his heart, he knew that in a hundred breaths at most, the catastrophe would fall.