Although the bright sea of clouds shattered and turned into streams of light and scattered towards the surroundings, the brilliance quickly turned and drew arcs of light in the void, like frightened dragons, and turned to continue to pounce on Yan Zhaoge.
"Hehe, Meng Zhang Cangyunlu." As soon as Yan Zhaoge came into contact with the sea of radiant clouds, he knew it.
Meng Zhang is Qinglong, the head of the four spirits, also known as Meng Zhang Shenjun.
Just like Suzaku is also called the God of Lingguang, this is a Taoist name for the Four Spirits.
Before the great annihilation, there was a unique book called Lingguang Feixian Shu, which inherited the Taoist artistic conception of Lingguang Shenjun, and it has a unique mystery.
The martial art practiced by the Heavenly Monarch of the Immortal Court in front of him is called Mengzhang Cangyunlu, which explains the artistic conception of Mengzhang's power before the Great Destruction.
The orthodoxy of the two sides has nothing to do with each other, but they have always been called together because they both figure out the appearance of the four spirits.
Before the Great Destruction, both of these unique studies were included in the Library Pavilion of Tianting Shrine.
Although Yan Zhaoge didn't practice this method before, but he had read it, so when he saw the opponent make a move, he immediately recognized it.
"Compared to Meng Zhang Cangyunlu before the Great Destruction, there is still some development and progress, which is really rare for a martial artist from the Immortal Court." Yan Zhaoge was amazed, and he still had time to experience the changes in his opponent's martial arts.
Although he was admiring, Singer Yanzhao didn't slow down at all, he used the sword to circle around his body.
The green dragon spattered blood, and the sharp purple light immediately spread all over the sky.
Those bright dragons were immediately beheaded one after another!
For a moment, in the void, there were sections of severed and broken dragon bodies everywhere.
The fierce dragon's roar and bloody hostility filled the universe in all directions, and this universe seemed to have turned into a bloody hell.
Guanglong was beheaded, and the broken body of the dragon turned into countless strands of light flowing away.
This time, these streams of light could not continue to divide, as if real creatures could not be revived after being beheaded.
The dissipated stream of light diffused, making everyone's eyes seem to be shrouded in a haze of light, boundless and boundless.
In the mist, a middle-aged Taoist figure gradually emerged.
"This swordsmanship..." The middle-aged Taoist looked at Yan Zhaoge with shock in his eyes.
"Oh, this is Yan's self-created sword technique, called..." Yan Zhaoge smiled brightly, "Slaying the Green Dragon."
When the middle-aged Taoist heard the words, his face immediately darkened.
He clasped his palms together, suddenly boosted his strength, and then pushed forward in unison.
The light and fog all over the sky turned into blue at this moment.
Auspicious clouds reappeared amidst the flickering blue light, followed by the sound of dragon chant, shaking the universe.
A blue dragon poked its head out of the clouds while roaring, and rushed towards Yan Zhaoge!
Just as Yan Zhaoge was about to make a move, he saw this blue light dragon with scales opening and closing all over its body.
At this moment, each dragon scale seems to be transformed into a precious mirror, and thousands of dragon scales are like thousands of precious mirrors, from which innumerable beams of mirror light shine out, criss-crossing.
Dao, Dao, mirror and light intertwined, quickly forming an enchantment, covering and suppressing Yan Zhaoge, making him feel as if there were thousands of chains on his body, restricting his movements.
While the blue dragon roared, the real dragon reached for its claws, plucked the stars and took the moon, blocking Yan Zhaoge's sight.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, stood still, and streams of air flowed from his body, enveloping his whole body.
In an instant, his whole body seemed to be transformed into something that looked like an ax but not an axe, or a banner but not a banner.
Opening the world, revealing the magnificent artistic conception of Ge Ding's good fortune, sweeping in all directions, breaking the blue light enchantment that enveloped him.
With a shake of his figure, the illusory sky-opening banner swayed, and the dragon's claws of the Canglong couldn't move forward immediately.
Yan Zhaoge didn't rush, stretched out his left hand, passed over the frozen dragon's claws, and pressed directly on the head of the blue dragon!
Incomparably huge, like the head of a blue dragon on the ancient sacred mountain, it seemed to shrink instantly in front of Yan Zhaoge's palm.
In the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest, he saw Yan Zhaoge's outstretched palm instantly grow bigger, covering the universe.
Canglong's head was grabbed by Yan Zhaoge with one hand, and he couldn't move immediately.
Let his huge body twist, disturb the void, sweep the universe, and even smash many small stars with one tail, but he just can't break free from Yan Zhaoge's palm!
Yan Zhaoge calmly watched the tens of thousands of miles long blue dragon struggling in his palm, raised his right hand calmly, and put his two fingers together, like the edge of a sword.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge raise his sword, Canglong couldn't help struggling more violently.
But everything was in vain, he could only watch helplessly as the butcher knife fell towards him, getting closer and closer!
The sword that cuts the green dragon reappears, and the sword light flashes, piercing through the void of the universe.
As if the top of the ancient sacred mountain broke and collapsed, the huge head of the blue dragon was severed by Yan Zhaoge's sword!
Yan Zhaoge held the head of the Canglong in his left hand, and continued to move forward with the sword in his right hand.
Zihong sharply cut through the blue light, revealing the figure of a middle-aged Taoist priest.
The middle-aged Taoist finally showed a look of horror.
He didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and turned into a blue light, and was about to try to fly away.
This turn around was tantamount to selling his back to Yan Zhaoge, the stern Azure Dragon Sword would definitely cut at him without hindrance.
However, this Heavenly Lord of Xianting also had his own plan, and was preparing to face Yan Zhaoge's sword forcefully, in order to gain a chance to escape.
No matter how ferocious and chilling Yan Zhaoge's sword to slay the green dragon was, the Xuanxian Immortal Gang would not be able to break his body of five energies.
But if he continues to entangle, he may be suppressed and captured alive!
In just a few rounds of fighting, he already clearly felt the gap between himself and Yan Zhaoge.
What's more, Long Xingquan, Yan Di and others are right next to him.
God knows if there will be Yuanxian from other Taoist sects coming here. By then, his life will really be in danger.
Therefore, the middle-aged Taoist made a decisive decision and retreated immediately.
At this moment, relying on the realm to suppress people, Xuanyuan is separated to seek opportunities, and some shame has long been ignored.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt that Jian Guang, who was about to approach the door behind him, seemed to have changed.
The ferocious killing intent is no longer there, but it is more lofty and far-reaching.
But this mysterious and infinite sword intent made the heart of the middle-aged Taoist suddenly shudder, it was more threatening than the sword that cut the green dragon!
When he was brushed by the sword light, his figure froze immediately.
The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes were full of illusions and visions, and he felt as if he had fallen from the clouds.
His Five Qi Chaoyuan, broken!
Although it was only for a moment, at this moment, the extremely vicious second sword struck!
As the sharp light flickered, the middle-aged Taoist screamed, and his body was cut into two pieces!
Yan Zhaoge leisurely followed behind, at this moment he stepped forward, tightening the five fingers of his left hand, the head of the blue dragon he was holding was broken and disappeared in a stream of light.
Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the middle-aged Taoist priest who was still struggling.
The middle-aged Taoist lingered on, in extreme pain, dripping with blood, the five qi of the immortal family reunited, and there was a faint tendency to revive the immortal essence, protecting his life, even if he was cut in half, he would not die.
But when Yan Zhaoge stretched out his hand and suppressed him with force, the middle-aged Taoist priest felt like dying!