Chapter 6458 (1/2)

Green face drought get free, immediately relieved, stood up, said: ”no problem.”

As soon as he turned the palm of his hand, a stone tablet appeared in the palm of his hand, and he threw it to Leng MuQing.

Leng MuQing catches it, but sees an old pattern printed on the stone tablet.

In the picture, there are two men sitting in front of the waterfall talking.

These two men, one is big and powerful, the other is elegant and elegant, with the style of a gentleman.

It is Wu Zu and Hong Jun Lao Zu.

”You can see the scenes of Hongjun and Wuzu talking about Taoism in the past when you put your palm on the stele and concentrate on it,” he said

Leng MuQing nodded and couldn't wait. She held the stone tablet in her right hand and pressed it in her left hand. The spirit power poured down.

Boom!

Suddenly, in her mind, she came up with a picture of Hongjun Wuzu talking about Taoism in the past. High mountains and flowing water, the two most powerful people sitting and talking about Taoism, this picture is very quiet and peaceful.

Leng MuQing wants to take a closer look at the situation of the discussion, but suddenly her head aches, ”ouch”, and the tablet falls to the ground.

But this monument is too old, and the rule is too powerful. Her spirit is unprepared. She directly peeps at the ancient secrets. Her eyes turn black, and her chest and abdomen are full of Qi and blood. She almost faints.

”Hey, girl, it seems that you are not good at cultivation. You'd better return the tablet to me.”

With a smile, he suddenly rushed out. One claw hit Leng MuQing's chest, and the other claw snatched the tablet.

This sudden sudden change, Leng MuQing wants to resist, but the spirit is swallowed, but can't lift the slightest strength.

”No!”

Ye Chen's face changed. Seeing Leng MuQing in danger, he didn't have time to think about it. He immediately flashed up and shot out with one hand in the air. He displayed the magic power of Jiuyou emperor's Sutra. With a dark and quiet palm wind, he swept away from the ground, and was extremely powerful.

”Who is it?”

Qingmian was shocked. Under the cover of Ye Chen's palm, he felt suffocated. The track of his moves also shifted. He wanted to put his paw through Leng MuQing's chest, but at last he only hit her on the shoulder.

”Wu Tu Yuan Fu, Zhentian imperial city sword!”

Ye Chen doesn't want to expose samsara's martial arts, so he flies to kill him. In his hand, he offers a symbol of the origin of Wutu, and the essence of Wutu gathers in bursts, which turns into nine huge swords of Wutu. He flies down in the air and suppresses them towards the green face.

Qingmian was so frightened that he quickly backed away, but he was still hit by a huge sword of Wutu. With a puff of blood, he was injured on the spot.

He saw that ye Chen was wearing a mask and seemed to hide his cultivation. He was scared in his eyes. He wanted to escape, but he was not willing to give up the stele.

The tablet is still in Leng MuQing's hands.

”Jiuyou emperor sword, disease!”