He was thinking about this issue along the way back, and now he made a decision and asked Chu Tianming before he asked it.

At that time, Chu Tianming did not look like a scholar in white, but an old man holding a crane stick.

At that time, Chu Tianming looked at the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but feel that the naughty boy who once held a hatchet finally took the backbone of the times.

"Okay, okay!" Chu Tianming, who looked like a crane-haired old man, looked at Emperor Daohai with relief and nodded heavily.

Thousands of soldiers are born out of luck.

As time goes by and years change, the Thousand Soldiers indeed protected the safety of the human race in the era of Emperors, and lasted until the next emperor was born.

Afterwards, after a great battle, the Taoist power left by Emperor Daohai was finally exhausted. Although it was still of the quality of the imperial weapon, it gradually became a name-based and real death because it lost the blessing of the Emperor Dao power.

In a war countless years later, Qianbingpan was completely lost to the pages of history.

Later, the times changed, until 60,000 years ago, it was rewarded by the Lanting Shusheng in the Black Stone Sea to the capable generals who conquered the Black Stone Sea. After several changes, it came to the hands of the current Guangyun Star Lord.

The method of Qianbingpan's exercise was lost in the long river of history.

At that time, Chu Tianming used a folding knife to carve the last killing formation pattern and handed it to Emperor Daohai. Emperor Daohai held the small plate as if he had received a treasure, his eyes full of surprise.

With his wrist turned, countless patterns flowed in the air, intertwining into a chapter.

"Teacher, what name do you think is my military book that activates Qianbingpan? It's better to have a bit of artistic conception!"

"It's a bit of artistic conception, so it's better to call it..."

...

"Let's "Military War"..."

In front of the sea of ​​death, Chu Tianming stroked the killing formation pattern on the Thousand Soldiers' plate, and pointed out the chapter that floated in front of him. In that chapter, several ancient words with long years suddenly appeared, and it was-

Soldiers, martial arts, wars, Tao!

Under Chu Tianming's guidance, the military and Zhantao decomposed into countless characters and drilled into the Dao formation pattern.

As the Bingwu Zhantao merged, the Qianbing Pan slowly rotated in Chu Tianming's palm. Layers of blood-colored light rippled on the Qianbing Pan, and the flames flowed, making it look like a blooming fire lotus.

As the blood light on the fire lotus continued to rotate, the blood light turned from virtual to solid. When the waves of the sea of ​​death were overwhelming and turned into a layer of crystal clear crystal.

A rich aura of killing poured out from the Thousand Soldiers, and an illusory light and shadow that made the space tremble stood proudly in the aura of killing.

The light and shadow of Emperor Daohai reappear in the world!

"How can light and shadow subdue me?" The shouts of ghosts echoed in the sea of ​​death, "Chu Tianming, wait for death!"

Chu Tianming snorted coldly, and Emperor Daohai's light and shadow took action on the spot.

He held his backhand and grabbed the long knife wrapped in a strip of cloth.

At this moment, Emperor Daohai's momentum changed, as if he had suddenly risen from a small sapling to a towering tree. The shadow it cast could cover all ages and make the evil demons feel ill and cold.

I saw him pulling out the long knife from behind. The process was obviously very fast, but it was as long as a century.

As long sword passes, space collapses, and the terrifying aura causes yin and yang to chaoticize and time stops flowing.

"This kind of Taoist power..." A shocked voice sounded in the sea of ​​death, "Second-grade Avenue?!"

"Slay!" Chu Tianming gave the order, Emperor Daohai waved his sword straight down, and a deep voice of ancient times came from the majestic light and shadow.

"'Dao Hai Tingtao'!"

Thousands of light and shadow appeared in the plate of Thousands of soldiers. In each light and shadow, there was a shocking sword, and thousands of swords turned into an endless sea of ​​swords.

"Wow..."

In the sea of ​​swords, thousands of swords resonate and tremble, and golden swords roar, like the waves of the sea.

With the sword sea emperor slashing, sword sea slashes across the sea of ​​death.

"Swish!"

It was like the first beam of light at dawn illuminating the darkness, the sea of ​​swords tore the sea of ​​death, and the way of killing shattered every inch of the darkness in the tide.

The dark aura gathered, manifesting the appearance of a ghost. In the hideous face, there was a look of horror. "I have already merged into the sea of ​​death. How could you strip me from it?"

This ghost has no Tao body, it is just a ghost soul floating in the world. It needs to be hosted on specific things to ensure that the soul will not dissipate. Generally speaking, the success of this kind of boarding requires certain coincidences. This is exactly the case. Once successful, it will become very difficult for ordinary monks to peel it off.

It is also because of this that the ghost thinks it is invincible, so he lures the enemy into deep and wants to kill Chu Tianming.

But it didn't know that it was Chu Tianming, and Chu Tianming had countless ways to restrain ghosts.

The light and shadow of Emperor Daohai disappeared with the end of Daohai Tingtao, but the way of killing on the Thousand Soldiers became more and more intense.

In the shocked eyes of the ghost, Chu Tianming controlled the Thousand Soldiers and used the sea of ​​swords to evolve the art of killing. "Do you think I can't get the answer if you don't say anything? Go!"

I saw him pointing from a distance, and the endless sea of ​​swords roaring and rolling the ghosts into countless black air.

Before the black gas dissipated, Chu Tianming directly opened the divine ring of the Qi source, suppressed the black gas with the source where the Zifu Qi source was located, and at the same time opened the chaotic pupils to deduce its origin through this original black gas.

In the black air, Chu Tianming saw the Tianyuan and also saw a skeleton floating in the Tianyuan.

"It turned out to be a monk buried in the 'Tianyuan'... a ghost transformed into a life of death after being stained with dirty things..." Chu Tianming muttered, crushing the original black gas.

He put away the Qianbing Pan, suddenly looked at the depths of the Sea of ​​Death, and then raised his eyebrows, "Old Man Nirvana?"

He put his palms together and acted as a separate force. The Taoist power poured out, causing the sea water of the sea of ​​death to separate to both sides. Under the sea, an old man in rags was suppressed under the stone tablet.

That old man was the old man Nirvana who was suppressed by the Lord of the Heavenly Sword and others in the sea of ​​death.

On the stone tablet that suppressed him were engraved with many evil runes, as if there were hundreds of demon swords hanging there, stinging the Taoist body of the old man Nirvana at all times, not giving him a chance to breathe.

Chu Tianming picked it casually, and the stone tablet was still resisting. Countless evil runes were shining brightly, and they wanted to evolve the magic sword and slash towards Chu Tianming, but Chu Tianming didn't even look at it. He used a Thousand Soldiers to wipe it casually, and saw a sea of ​​swords passing by, the runes were annihilated on the spot, and the stone tablet was broken directly.

Chu Tianming pulled him away, and the old man Nirvana was pulled by him.

"Thank you... Master Chu... to save you..." Old man Ni was saved by chance. His body was extremely weak, but he still hurriedly bowed to the ground and thanked Chu Tianming for saving his life.
Chapter completed!