With Luo Zheng's current speed, it is impossible to completely avoid this sword rain.

If you use that jade seal, there is no big problem. After all, during the time when the insects are swallowed, they can be said to be an invincible existence.

But he naturally didn't want to use it casually.

Another thing that can be relied on is Tao following the true meaning of nature.

Originally, he didn't want to use the true meaning of Tao now.

But since he has reached this point, he does not intend to give up.

As soon as he thought of this, Luo Zheng began to brew, and at the same time, a tiny wisp of true meaning of Tao began to slowly circulate in his body...

The true meaning of Tao is not a kind of martial arts, it is just a deep understanding of Tao.

By combining this profound understanding with other exercises, you will naturally be able to exert magical effects.

Luo Zheng had already tried this point.

"Eight songs of flying smoke!"

After brewing a trace of true meaning of Tao, Luo Zheng's figure flew backwards.

At this moment, Luo Zheng seemed to have become a boneless person, and his whole body seemed to be slowly flowing liquid!

Even if the density and speed of those flying swords are high, they are not a wall after all.

Luo Zheng penetrated through the sword rain in a very strange posture.

If someone stands in the magic circle at the same time, you can see Luo Zheng's body twisting like a twist, completely unbearable...

But from outside the magic circle, there is no abnormality.

"It's you!"

Luo Zheng showed a smile on his face, and he recognized the true meaning spirit sword from the sword rain. With a light push, he picked out the true meaning spirit sword.

Luo Zheng, who simply let go, had no scruples at all.

He no longer looked for blind spots to avoid those sword rains. After fusing Taoist nature with the eight-curve flying smoke, he was like a swimming fish in the water, shuttled unscrupulously in the sword rain. The speed of grabbing the sword was more than ten times faster?

Mo Po'er and Mo Dian determined that Luo Zheng would stop at the seventeen true spirit swords, and they were still preparing to see Luo Zheng suffer some hardship.

Just waiting...

Even when they saw a strange fluctuation coming from Luo Zheng's body in the magic circle, they had not yet thought about what the fluctuation was, Luo Zheng then took a step back, and the few remaining Zhenyi Spirit Swords on the ground buzzed and floated up.

"This, this, this... the eighteenth game, he relied on his willpower to support it?" Mo Po'er said in a silence.

Mo Dian wanted to agree with Mo Po'er's words, but he nodded just now and had not had time to speak...

The nineteenth true spirit sword flew up...

"This..." Mo Po'er was about to speak again.

The 20th true meaning sword floated up again.

At this time, Mo Po'er was speechless.

Mo Dian also looked at Luo Zheng with a serious face, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

He said before that Luo Zheng might be able to seize twenty-three swords, but it was just a joke. Isn't this kid really coming?

The three white-robed true gods who were in charge of the magic circle also widened their eyes. Looking at the almost strange scene in front of them, they could not speak at all. They could only watch one true spirit sword after another flying!

Ximen, which was originally a little noisy, is now silent.

Many people stared at this scene intently. They understood that they were probably witnessing a miracle.

Twenty-first hand...

The 22nd hand...

The 23rd hand...

"Buzz buzz..."

Looking at the true spirit swords, Mo Po'er suddenly felt something was wrong in her heart.

It seemed that after Luo Zheng seized the eighteenth true meaning spirit sword, the frequency of these true meaning spirit swords vibrated greatly, as if they were trying hard to escape from Luo Zheng's hands. However, when Luo Zheng was firmly grasped, they flew around Luo Zheng helplessly.

After Luo Zheng obtained the 23rd True Spirit Sword, he had already reached the end of this road.

Holding a thick bundle of long swords, Luo Zheng smiled and stepped out of this road!

The moment he stepped out of this path, the true spirit swords he hugged on his body disappeared.

These true meaning spirit swords are just illusions, and the true true meaning spirit swords are hovering around Luo Zheng...

But after those illusory true spirit swords disappeared, they were equivalent to breaking away from Luo Zheng’s shackles!

The true spirit swords that circled around Luo Zheng were eager to get rid of Luo Zheng, so at this moment.

"Everyone is down! Dangerous!"

Before those true spirit swords collapsed everywhere, Mo Po'er roared out loud.

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish..."

The twenty-three true spirit swords that were originally coiled around Luo Zheng shot towards all directions.

These true meaning spiritual swords were originally the most important treasures of Hongmeng, eighty-seven divine cities, and a total of 2,01 true meaning spiritual swords. They can form the Xunming Sword Formation of the Sword Clan, which is also an extremely powerful sword formation.

It was only during the battle of Tao that the sword clan would distribute it and send three white robes to cloth to create temporary magic circles to screen the true gods.

These true spirit swords are shot out, and they are very powerful, regardless of speed or power...

Fortunately, Mo Po'er noticed something wrong and issued an early warning in advance.

Most of the true gods have lowered their bodies, and some have even rolled off the ground.

Even the three white-robed true gods who presided over the magic circle ignored it. Fortunately, they were able to sit and lie on their backs on the ground.

“Tu tu tu tu…”

The true spirit swords scattered all over, most of them nailed into the buildings on both sides of the street.

"Buzz--"

One of the true meaning swords was nailed to the wide wooden door of the West Gate, and the sword body was shaking continuously.

"ah……"

With a few screams, two true gods were shot.

One of them is the eldest son of the Wang family who is closest to Luo Zheng...

Mo Po'er, who had lowered his body, took a look and then felt a little relieved. He didn't shoot the two true meaning spirit swords.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the eldest son of the Wang family who was in the sword lying on the ground and rolling around. His whole body curled into a ball, howling wildly, his face twisted into a ball, looking extremely terrifying!

"Brother!" Mr. Wang didn't expect his brother to be so painful. He rushed up quickly. He glared at Luo Zheng fiercely before helping his elder brother up from the ground.

"It's Red Fire Thunder..." Mo Po'er's face showed helplessness.

From the eighteenth to twenty-three, these six true-minded spirit swords themselves also seeped into the Red Fire Thunder. The purpose is naturally to be consistent with the illusion long swords in the magic circle. It is okay to touch this sword when grabbing the sword in the magic circle, but now that he has stabbed Master Wang, he has released the Red Fire Thunder.

The red fire thunder penetrated into his body, which would cause Mr. Wang to suffer a lot.

As for Luo Zheng.

Standing at the edge of the magic circle was also a little stunned.

As soon as he came out, he saw a handful of Zhenyi Spiritual Swords shooting out, and he didn't react for a while.
Chapter completed!