Chapter 3294 Taoism

It's a pity that Jiang Chen didn't learn powerful Taoism from these Qiankuntian elders.

Because according to what they said, to become the God Lord of the universe, there will naturally be teachings of Taoism that defy the sky.

Jiang Chen only got a sword in the sarcophagus, it is obvious that the law against the heavens lies in the sword.

How to obtain it remains to be discovered.

He came out from the ground, all the way up, pushed open the iron door when he came, and saw the sky in the middle world again.

Interestingly, a spaceship docked not far away.

Sensing the movement here, he flew over immediately.

Jiang Chen recognized that it was the spaceship of Patriarch Mo Dao.

Zimo was standing at the bow of the boat with a complicated look on his face.

He never thought that Jiang Chen could walk out completely.

"Patriarch Mo Dao."

Jiang Chen greeted and asked, "Those people below are not from your temple."

Zimo didn't answer this knowing question, but looked him up and down, "How did you talk with them?"

"Very happy. They were so convinced to me that they not only let me leave, but also let me enter the iron gate under the square."

Hearing this, Zimo was very excited and couldn't wait to ask: "What's in that door?"

"Well, it has nothing to do with Your Excellency." Jiang Chen said.

These words almost made Zimo half dead with anger.

What he was thinking about was what was inside the iron gate. According to rumors, the secret treasure of God Lord Qiankun was there.

For this reason, Zimo worked for those old monsters, ran to the base camp of the evil demons, and risked being discovered by the middle world, trying to catch some Yang gods back.

But tell him now, all of this belongs to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen still had the face to face him and say that it had nothing to do with it.

"What? Patriarch Mo, your complexion is a bit ugly." Jiang Chen asked with concern.

"I'll ask again, what are you getting behind the door!" Zimo said through gritted teeth.

Jiang Chen asked: "Are you threatening me?"

"Answer me!" Zimo shouted.

"What if I say no?"

Jiang Chen's smile didn't hold back, it just revealed a bit of coldness.

Zimo was stunned for a moment, but soon, he flipped his hand, and a pen appeared in his hand.

"I have always wanted to learn the Taoism that reflects thousands of miles."

His tone was a bit joking, obviously, he didn't fully believe the news that Jiang Chen became the patriarch.

In fact, many people in Zhongjie have the same thoughts as Zimo.

I thought it was a mistake of Daozu Palace.

At this time, with a wave of Zimo's brush, the tip of the pen was drawn with the sky and the earth, and a dragon flew out from his pen.

The ink-painted black dragon has terrifying lethality.

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, pointed out, and the black dragon burst.

However, the shattered giant dragon did not dissipate just then, instead, thousands of small dragons appeared and swept away.

Jiang Chen dealt with them, and found that these little dragons were extremely difficult to deal with, and their movements were unimaginable.

After thinking about it, he realized that these little dragons were all drawn, and the soul given to them was imagination.

Imagination has no limits.

Just like the attacks of these little dragons, they are unrestrained, they can come however they want.

Jiang Chen's swordsmanship is superb, and he might not be able to handle it without using a sword.

The frightening thing is that there is no limit to the ink over there, and the brushwork is like flying, and all kinds of ink paintings change patterns.

This is a bit unbelievable.

For a continuous attack like this, the caster must continuously pour in energy.

However, Zimo is like summoning war beasts, one after another, without any restrictions.

The result is equivalent to Jiang Chen being besieged by several patriarchs who opened the sixth orifice.

"People who become patriarchs do have some ability."

Jiang Chen sighed, put his two fingers together, and moved forward like a god.

In an instant, all the beasts condensed in the ink painting dissipated without any suspense.

Zimo's waving pen stopped, and his expression was indescribably shocked.

"Delusion Breaking Technique?"

He has some understanding of God Lord Qiankun, so naturally he also knows this method.

No, it should be said to be Taoism.

One level higher than Taoism.

Now it has been lost, and only the nine major forces are left to master the Taoism, which is called the secret technique.

Thinking about what Jiang Chen said just now, Zimo's always indifferent face distorted, almost going crazy with jealousy.

"Are those old guys all idiots?!"

Zimo couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out.

From what he saw, those people in the square couldn't be called human beings, and everyone who was tortured lost their minds.

In fact, he admired those people for not giving up until now.

But one thing is one thing, and Zimo also saw that the old guys below were desperate because they had nowhere to go.

What method did Jiang Chen use to subdue them?

Zimo decided to take Jiang Chen down to find out.

"My way of ink is my original creation of Taoism. It is ever-changing and impossible to guard against. It is an infinite law!" Zimo said.

"Oh? You are suddenly boasting that you want to pass it on to me, so as not to lose it?"

Jiang Chen sneered and said, "To be honest, with what you've done, it's already hard for me not to look for you, but you still came here to die!"

"I'm just telling you, the law of infinity, you will learn it right away."

After all, Zimo swiped his pen again to show the power of his Taoism.

"Do you think this is a turn-based system?"

"Certainly!"

Jiang Chen slapped his palm from the air, but apart from his aura, there were no other energy fluctuations.

Zimo was still wondering, and suddenly found that the time and space he was in was distorted.

"Time technique? Another Taoism?! How much Taoism did they teach you?"

Zimo yelled out in shock, and the speed at which a word spread was much slower.

In fact, this time technique was not taught by people from Qiankuntian.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Chen didn't bother to explain, held his breath, and threw out a piece of fine iron.

The fine iron turned into a sharp edge in the air, and it was like a flying sword.

Without any suspense, Zimo didn't dodge, but at the moment when the flying sword sank into his chest, he stepped on the void and conjured a word out of thin air.

Before Jiang Chen could see what the word was, Zimo broke free from the bondage and escaped.

"Haha, your Taoism is powerful, but you don't cooperate with each other, the heat is not enough, and the level is too low. It's a pity."

Zimo proudly said: "If your realm is comparable to mine, I would already be decapitated with this sword strike."

It turned out that the moment Jiang Chen hit the sword just now, he also destroyed the time and space slowed down by the time technique.

Zimo seized this opportunity and escaped. Although there was a bloody wound on his chest, it was enough to make him proud.

"Thunder! Lightning!"

In the next second, he seized the opportunity and quickly wrote two words in the air.

This time it is no longer an ink painting, but every word contains powerful energy.

A dazzling thunder light appeared above Jiang Chen's head, and then a galaxy-like electric light fell down.