Chapter 1,639 The Holy Realm of Tao!

"Today you and I will have a good fight!"

"good!"

Feng Chan glanced around and said: "The battle between you and me has spread widely."

"How about we use the old method and decide the outcome in one round?"

Gu Xu sneered: "Come! I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The two of them activated their power at the same time, and their bodies lit up with bright light.

Feng Chan is green and Gu Xu is black.

The blue and black lights combine to form a chessboard.

"Then I'm welcome!"

Feng Chan is a little empty, and the green light condenses into chess pieces, and they fall heavily.

This fall is the position of Tianyuan!

Ye Xinghe was shocked: "The Taoist transformation? What a strong strength!"

Gu Xu smiled coldly: "Boy, look at your ignorant appearance!"

"Tao's transformation is just a small trick. Today I will open your eyes!"

He raised his hand and waved, black light condensed, and the void fell.

The black stone fell on the chessboard, making ripples in circles.

Black light rose up and condensed into a ferocious beast, roaring crazily.

The sound wave came and almost blew the blue chess piece off the chessboard.

Feng Chan was slightly surprised and said: "Old man, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, but you have improved a lot in the way of spiritual poison."

"However, in these ten thousand years, I have not fallen behind!"

In the blink of an eye, cyan light condenses and falls into the plate!

Just listen to the sound of "pop", the green seed falls, and the green light appears.

The brilliance is as bright as day, dazzling.

In an instant, it condensed into a blue black turtle, blocking the rolling sound waves.

When it collides, the aftermath spreads.

Ye Xinghe's face changed slightly, and he felt an invisible force hitting his chest.

He took a few steps back, a mouthful of hot blood surged into his throat, and he swallowed it alive.

Gu Xu glanced coldly and sneered: "Boy, stay away."

"The aftermath of the collision of principles is not something you can bear."

"If you die, who will help me test the medicine?"

As he spoke, he made another move, and the remaining power came rolling in.

Ye Xinghe frowned, and the Wanhua Tao Seed in his body lit up with bright golden light, instantly spreading all over his body!

The aftermath hit, above the golden light.

Just listen to a few crisp sounds of 'ka-ka', and the golden light shatters.

An invisible force surged into Ye Xinghe's body.

The principle of spiritual poison is to respect poison.

Just the lingering power of Taoism is extremely poisonous.

Ye Xinghe activated the spiritual fire in his body to refine this power.

At the same time, his eyes were filled with confusion, and he frowned and murmured: "Is this the complete power of Tao?"

"It seems real but not imaginary, there is nothing intangible, it seems to be far above the artistic conception!"

A flash of enlightenment flashed in Ye Xinghe's eyes.

Feng Chan had not yet made a move, he raised his eyebrows and exclaimed: "This boy can actually understand three points from the remaining power of your Taoism."

"It seems that your Dao Principles are still too weak, and he cannot understand my Dao Principles."

As soon as the voice fell, Feng Chan fell.

In an instant, the hurricane roared and the wind danced wildly!

In the raging wind, Ye Xinghe did not move at all.

Just listen to the sound of clothes rustling, echoing throughout the cave.

"Lingfeng Dao is swift and fierce."

"Thousands of winds are in your hands, and all your thoughts are turned into soldiers!"

"I see!"

Ye Xinghe suddenly smiled, pointed at it as a sword, and pointed it out repeatedly.

The sword rises in the wind, and your heart moves with your will!

The howling wind in the cave moved with his fingers.

Sometimes it roars, sometimes it roars, and sometimes it becomes silent.

Feng Chan's expression changed: "This boy can actually control the power of wind here under the control of my Taoism?"

"Unless he has a stronger power of Taoism, he simply can't do this!"

The ancient preface also showed doubts: "He is only on the second floor of the Wandering Void Realm, how can he possess the principles of Tao?"

"Even if there is, your Lingfeng Daoze is already an intermediate Daoze, how can he be higher than you?"

While the two were discussing, Ye Xinghe was immersed in the meaning of the sword.

The sword moves the wind, the sword stops the wind.

The sea of ​​clouds came to mind again.

Ye Xinghe holds a three-foot green blade and stands proudly above the sea of ​​clouds.

The breeze blew by, and the sword buzzed.

Wisps of relaxed sword energy surrounded the whole body, condensing into small cyan swords as long as forearms.

He raised his hand and held one of the small swords.

When he took it, a powerful sword intent poured into his palm.

"This is my sword intention?"

Ye Xinghe was slightly surprised.

He has already mastered the transformation of sword intention.

But there seems to be another tyrannical force in this transformed little sword.

He slowly closed his eyes and contemplated it.

Deep in the small sword, a faint golden light emerged.

In the dantian, all kinds of Tao seeds resonate and buzz.

Ye Xinghe suddenly realized: "It turns out to be the power of Wanhua Dao Seed!"

"The sword's will and Tao are integrated, and the power is not only doubled!"

"Perhaps, if I can use this sword, I will definitely be able to kill the strong man in the early stage of the sixth floor of the Wandering Void Realm!"

There was a flash of light in his eyes and a crazy look on his face.

The mighty sword intent poured into the sword.

The sword buzzed and green light spread.

In the dantian, the power of the Wanhua Tao Seed turned into thousands of golden threads and merged into the sword.

The sword in his hand seemed to be of great weight, and just lifting it was already very difficult.

Ye Xinghe's face turned grim, and veins popped out on his arms!

The heavy sword was slowly raised up to the sky.

Outside, Ye Xinghe pointed his fingers together as swords and raised them high above his head.

The wind has not moved, the momentum has not risen.

But gradually, an invisible force emerged from his body.

When this force spreads, the chessboard vibrates and the chess pieces become dislocated.
To be continued...