Chapter 154： : Create your own imperial skill, no lose or win, make a sensation in the world (1/2)

The saints spy on the fluctuations of the Taoist rhyme of Mount Baimei.

But then, an extremely terrifying coercion erupted from that rhyme, which made all the saints who came to spy on it.

In that rhyme, there is a majestic imperial power! !

A figure standing upright in white also gradually appeared in front of everyone, holding a long sword, and surging with a terrifying Taoist rhyme all over his body. It was the pressure of the imperial Tao that all the saints felt! !

”Who is this?”

”I don't know, how come the emperor appears?”

”No, this is not the emperor, it's just the pressure of the emperor, and how do I think this person is a bit familiar?”

A group of saints are communicating with each other secretly.

Suddenly, a saint said in a startled tone: ”This man looks like... Madman Chu?!”

”Who?”

”The Madman of Chu, the chief Madman of Xuan Tianzong.”

”Hey, really this little guy.”

The saint of Xuan Tianzong also recognized Madman Chu, but he was also very confused about the scene before him.

I don't know how the imperial Dao coercion appeared on Madman Chu.

”No, Madman Chu's cultivation base is only the King of War, and there is no imperial qi on his body. There is no imperial power, even the imperial qi is not so strong. There is such a vision...”

”If I guessed correctly, he is creating his own emperor spell!!”

The tone of a saint could not hide the shock.

As soon as he said this, everyone came back to their senses. Upon closer inspection, he found that Madman Chu was really creating his emperor art! !

This discovery stunned all the saints, and even because they were so shocked, even their spiritual thoughts fluctuated violently.

”This, how is this possible!”

”A war king, his own emperor art, this kind of thing is simply a fantasy, I have never heard of it since ancient times.”

The saints came back to their senses and expressed doubts.

Such a thing is incredible.

The saint of Xuan Tianzong was also very shocked, and then he laughed and said: ”This little guy is really surprised by many times. He created his own holy king three years ago, and three years later he will create his own emperor magic!”

”Haha, God bless me Xuan Tianzong!”

The voice of the saint of Xuan Tianzong echoed in everyone's spiritual thoughts.

The saints of all Taoist traditions are incomparably tasteful in their hearts. How could such an unparalleled Tianjiao be born in Xuan Tianzong?

The sky above the Saints Palace.

The figure in white clothes was holding a long sword, and suddenly cut, a terrifying and boundless Taoist rhyme swept out with this sword like a violent wind.

This sword does not have any spiritual blessings.

But the Taoist rhyme alone is enough to make all the creatures in Baimei Mountain, including the Venerable, squat on the ground, shivering.

And the spiritual thoughts of the saints were also cut to pieces by this sword, and they all exclaimed and receded like a tide.

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Inside the Saints Palace.

The madman of Chu integrated all his life-long learning into the art of slashing the sky and drawing the sword, and finally reached the level of the emperor art of this holy king.

He opened his eyes suddenly, the sword of heaven on his head bloomed with endless brilliance, and said to the Saint Baimei: ”Please take me another sword!”

hum...

The sword of heaven trembling lightly, a purple sword light suddenly cut out.

The horrible Taoist rhyme that seemed to tear the earth and the earth permeated, causing everyone present, including the Supreme, to shrink their pupils and their faces were full of horror.

The sage with white eyebrows has a solemn face, the realm of Taoism is fully expanded, and the sage's Taoist rhyme and Jian Guang violently collide with one finger.

The two Taoist rhymes burst open and enveloped the entire hall. Everyone present was suppressed by this rhyme and it was difficult to operate.

After a while, the two rhymes slowly dispersed.

Chu madman and white-browed saint sitting still in place.

The white-browed saint's eyes were full of horror.

He blocked the sword just now.

But this is when the Madman Chu has just created his imperial technique and is not yet proficient, otherwise, the Saint Baimei might lose.