The so-called five elements are metal, wood, water, fire, earth, but not just metal, wood, water, fire, earth.

Water is infiltrated, fire is destroyed, metal is agglomerated, wood is grown, and soil is fusion. This is the method of evolution of all things and the principle of changes in yin and yang.

Tai Chi is the one who carries yin and embraces yang, and yin and yang are present, while the five elements are mutually generated and restrained. The mutual generation of the five elements is the yang of Tai Chi, the mutual restraint of the five elements, and the yin of Tai Chi.

This is exactly what happens with yin and yang, and the five elements change.

If the five elements divine light is one step closer, it will inevitably be the yin and yang energy, or the Tai Chi Dao light.

This five-colored divine light is An Qisheng's understanding of the evolution of yin and yang.

The so-called "nothing is not brushed" is just the principle of mutual generation and restraint of the five elements, and the method of yin and yang changes.

Buzz ~

The white palms spread across the sky, and the five fingers opened and closed, and the divine lights drooped in the void. The first thing that came to meet was a large tripod with three legs and two ears, bronze in color, but dark gold.

As the breath of the big tripod was turbulent, it seemed that I felt something, and it kept rushing into the five-colored divine light.

An Qisheng's five fingers rise or fall, disappear or hit, not like using magical powers, but more like playing an unprecedented song.

But what shocked everyone who saw this scene was.

Just by bending the five fingers, the five colors flowed. The bronze cauldron seemed to be pressed up by countless mountains, rivers, and like a drunken drunk man, swaying and losing the power of resistance.

I was "brushed" by the divine light flowing in the five colors!

"Vacuum tripod!"

The true disciple of the True Vacuum Path was so angry that he wanted to rush into the cave heaven of the kings.

The vacuum cauldron is a mouth among the "large and small vacuum king cauldrons" of the vacuum channel. It has a great relationship, but I didn't expect it to be "brushed" away!

"Ah! The map of everything in my sect!"

The true disciple of Li Luan's also screamed, and he was filled with resentment and anger.

However, the "Yuan Yang Taoist" did not stop at all once after taking action. After sweeping away the vacuum cauldron, he followed the trend and swept away the Wanxiang Map of their sect!

"You dare!"

At the height of the sky, the head of Li Luan was shocked by the Emperor of Heavenly Ding, his face flushed and his anger was brisk.

Liluan Temple does not have the foundation of Taiyi Gate, Wanfa Tower, and this map of all things is one of her soldiers!

"What's not to dare?!"

Emperor Tianding laughed wildly, resisting the attacks of the two masters, and a punch that shook the void had already hit Wanli, and he also circled the master Li Luan in:

"Seeing you so shocked and angry, I feel extremely happy!"

There were ferocious wounds on the powerful body of Emperor Tianding, but he didn't care at all. The more he fought, the more he became, the more he became, the more he became, the more he was happy he fought.

On the contrary, the leaders, including Qian Shisi and Taiyi Sect Master, felt extremely uncomfortable.

The Emperor of Heavenly Ding is the first person in the world, and they don’t deny it, but it is naturally impossible for them to be able to beat him one of them.

But their status is so respectful that if heaven and earth change greatly, they are qualified to be granted titles of marquis or even kings.

How could you want to die with him?

No one wants to fight to the death with Emperor Tianding.

That led to an incredible record of one person overwhelming ten people.

But this is destined to not last long.

Finally, with the cold snorting of the Taiyi Sect, the divine weapon shook the sky, and the Emperor of Heavenly Ding was finally defeated for the first time.

But he looked down.

With a glance, I happened to see the "Yuanyang Taoist" standing on the heavenly stairs in the sky in the sky of the kings' tower cave, slowly stopping.

Between his five fingers, the "Summer Jinshan", one of the nine true forms of Taiyimen, was pinching.

This marquis-level spiritual treasure that once gave him many curiosity.

At this time, letting it play and struggling, but it is useless.

Huh ~

An Qisheng pinched the Sumeru Golden Mountain, his expression was faint, he raised his eyes slightly, and his faint eyes seemed to be full of nothingness. He saw the head of Taiyi Sect who was lowering his eyes.

The twelve treasures of the marquis have all fallen into his hands.

In the cave, there was no one else except for the true disciples of the sects who were trembling in the wind.

"He took all the twelve treasures of the marquis, the whip of the heavenly river, the map of all things, the vacuum cauldron, the Mount Sumeru Jin... all the twelve treasures of the marquis were collected by him!"

"What kind of magical power is that five-colored divine light? Even if no one is in charge, it is also a marquis' spiritual treasure!"

"Yuan Yang Taoist, Yuan Yang Taoist! Who is this person?"

Tianjiao City, even the Tianding Kingdom, and people who spy on various means in Dongzhou were all shocked by it.

Many people are gloating about it. Seeing that people from the top ten sects are defeated, some are naturally very happy.

"Xiao Jin!"

Mo Baobao exclaimed, his voice trembling, and he was full of reluctance.

"That magical power..."

Blue Narcissus slowly let out a long breath, and the whip of the Tianhe he held was also suppressed by the "Yuanyang Taoist".

There was also a hint of innocence in his heart.

Although Fenghou Lingbao can only be fully recovered and displayed in the hands of the powerful Guiyi, Fenghou Lingbao is so powerful.

Even if it has not completely recovered, it is enough to change the color of the powerful.

He was suppressed like this, but he still couldn't calm down.

He is like this, including Xue Tianfeng, Meng Xiantian, Wu Erlang, Fa Wuhe and other true disciples.

At this moment, looking at An Qisheng standing at the end of the heavenly stairs, his expression was complicated, but he was silent.

Under this stance, all the kings have become the most insignificant background, even one of them.

"How long has it been? Incredible, Incredible."

Wu Erlang had empty hands, but he didn't care about Fang Tian Huaji, who was suppressed by An Qisheng. His eyes were like flames burning, and his body was trembling with excitement:

"The Great World, the Great World is really coming! With such talent, the ancient Holy Emperor is just like this, right?"

He deeply remembered that when he first met a few years ago, this Taoist Yuanyang was indeed powerful, but it seemed to be almost the same as himself.

But at this time, the gap between the two was already a huge difference, and this could not be explained by a strange adventure.

There is no doubt that this Yuanyang Taoist is very likely to have the legendary physiques, otherwise, it would never have made such great progress.

And the birth of such a physique undoubtedly indicates that the great world that the Holy Lord of the Mingyue once predicted was about to come.

"Five elements and five colors, five directions, the heavens of the five directions, this kind of magical power..."

In a small teahouse in Tianjiao City, the eyes in the shadow of the cloaked man flashed a little, as if they were thinking about something, and seemed to be deducing something.

"Can it be him?"

He said to himself slightly, but he was already in the terrified gaze of the teahouse owner, like bubbles under the scorching sun, disappearing without a trace.

"My brother..."

Yuan Duxiu took a deep breath and barely calmed down.

He still had countless puzzles in his heart, but he was still full of joy. With such achievements, he was naturally extremely happy.

But there is also a ray of worry.

Although he was suppressed by the Sects of the Wonderful Sects and the plan to suppress the Kings this time was not failed, he still completely offended several major sects.

"My little gold."

Mo Baobao jumped straight into his feet, feeling so heartbroken that he was about to cry, but seeing An Qisheng's powerful power, how could he dare to go up?

After turning a few turns, he immediately looked at Yuan Duxiu:

"Brother Yuan, you fainted before, but we saved you..."

Yuan Duxiu came to his senses.

He saw Mo Baobao’s thoughts at a glance and shook his head: “I will repay your kindness.”

He naturally knew what Mo Baobao wanted to say.

But he would not interfere with my younger brother's affairs at all, not to mention that when Sumeru Jinshan smashed people, he didn't have any mercy and wanted to take it back after being suppressed.

This is something that makes no sense.

"Brother Yuan."

Mo Baobao looked at Yuan Duxiu pitifully. He himself was ten thousand people who didn't want to attack the "Yuan Yang Taoist", but he could not control Sumi Jinshan.

Yuan Duxiu turned his head and refused to look at him.
To be continued...