Ten Thousand Immortals Return to the Sect

Zhang Yu flicked the map in his hand, the next stop, Daomui Mountain, the name of Daomui Mountain is very strange.Just looking at the literal meaning, does it mean that there is no road leading to this mountain?Or do monks disappear when they come to this mountain?

If this is the case, then how can the monks on Daomei Mountain cultivate?According to the location on the map, he rode the magic dragon and moved forward quickly.

From a distance, he saw a lonely mountain, towering like a cloud. This lonely mountain was extremely high, but the mountain was also extremely straight. Now he immediately understood why there was no mountain here.

Look closely at that mountain?He is a stone pillar at all, but this stone pillar is huge, surrounded by cliffs, if not a monk, who can go up this mountain?It is impossible for ordinary people to climb this mountain.

And the most peculiar thing about this road without mountains is that only the mountains are full of aura.This is an extremely important vein of the Shenxiu Sect.Most of the monks above are above the alchemy stage.

Zhang Yu was in the air, and immediately felt several huge spiritual senses sweeping over the mountain.Zhang Yu was taken aback by this consciousness. According to what Wei Mingyue understood before, there should be only two Nascent Soul cultivators in Daomeishan, but now it seems that it is wrong. more than one.

Just when the consciousness touched Zhang Yu, he obviously felt a pause.Immediately, a white light flashed and came into the midair, looking at Zhang Yu and the black flying dragon under him with surprise.

"This fellow Taoist, why did you come to my Daomei Mountain?" There was a burst of gentleness in the tone.This kind of softness does not mean that the tone of speech is soft, but that there is an artistic conception in the words, and this artistic conception is extremely soft.

It seems that this person must be a monk of Huashen, Zhang Yu judged immediately, but no matter what the other party has now, after three years, there must be as many monks of Huashen in Shenxiu Sect as there were Nascent Soul monks back then.It's normal to be more like a cultivator of incarnation.

But no matter what kind of monk you are, under the magic knife, your soul will fly away.After several tests, Zhang Yu still doesn't pay much attention to a cultivator of Huashen, what are he afraid of?

So he smiled, and said kindly: "I came here specially to destroy your Dao Mo Mountain. Kill all the monks on your Dao Mo Mountain."

These words have a very sinister meaning, on the surface they are extremely kind, but in essence, it can be heard how dismissive they are.

As soon as these words came out, the face of the cultivator of Huashen changed, the muscles on his face twitched, and he looked at Zhang Yu with an incredible look.

"Why, do you think that the dozen or so cultivators who have transformed themselves into Daomeishan are all dead?" Although the cultivator's face was extremely ugly, his tone was extremely loud and gloomy.He was already suppressing his anger, but in this tone, there was a strong wave of spiritual power and coercion, and it spread.

These words were not just for Zhang Yu, they were spread with such a loud voice, and at the same time, all the monks on Daomei Mountain could hear them clearly.And you can feel the strong anger from his tone.

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen white lights appeared beside the cultivator of transformation spirit in an instant.At the moment of appearance, more than a dozen huge spiritual senses immediately swept towards Zhang Yu, and at the same time, all of them were full of anger.

In fact, they also heard Zhang Yu's tone. Although Zhang Yu's voice was not loud, it was not far from Daomo Mountain, and for a cultivator of Huashen, it was easy to hear Zhang Yu's words.

At this time, none of them spoke, each took out a magic weapon from their bosoms, and waited for it.When they swept towards Zhang Yu with their spiritual sense, they already felt the monstrous murderous aura and even greater spiritual sense on Zhang Yu's body.

If his spiritual consciousness is greater than his own, it means that this person's cultivation must be stronger than his own.If it is any one of them, I believe that no one has the guts to fight alone.

But now there are more than ten Huashen monks together, not to mention Zhang Yu, even if the ancestors of Shenxiu Sect come, they may not be able to defeat them.

"Why, do you still want to destroy my Daomei Mountain?" One of the cultivators who transformed the spirit looked at Zhang Yu, as if seeing a dead person, with an extremely proud expression.

"This kind of arrogant person, why bother to talk nonsense with him. Get rid of him!" Another monk hugged his chest with both hands, and two huge phantom fists roared and slammed towards Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu patted the magic dragon's head lightly. Under this slap, the magic dragon suddenly retreated, and in a flash, two fists flew into the air.When Zhang Yu was retreating, he waved the magic knife in his hand, and a huge phantom of the knife head slashed towards the pair of huge fists.

The cultivator of Huashen, after Zhang Yu's magic knife was slashed, his face was in pain, he subconsciously looked at his fist, and couldn't help but exclaimed "Ah!"Through the phantom of the fist, the magic knife actually cut off the fingers of his hands alive.

"Why, are we going to come up to play together next?" Zhang Yu's tone was full of provocation. At this moment, he didn't want to kill all the dozen or so cultivators who turned into gods at once, but wanted to be honest. After more research, the power of this magic knife, as well as its own strength, he believed that among the dozen or so cultivators who transformed themselves into gods, self-protection was not a problem.

The main reason is that he used his body several times to forcibly resist the power of heaven and earth induced by the cultivator's supernatural power, and he was still unscathed.

The other Spirit Transformation cultivators immediately showed extremely fearful eyes. Although a Spirit Transformation cultivator was not very strong, he was injured unknowingly in less than one round, which was really unbelievable.

They all saw the scene just now very clearly. At this time, their eyes couldn't help looking at the seemingly inconspicuous knife in Zhang Yu's hand. When one of the monks saw the knife, his eyes suddenly changed. Get scared.

"You... what exactly are you holding?" The cultivator whose expression changed greatly exclaimed, his eyes still fixed on the Eternal Night Demon Knife in Zhang Yu's hand.

"What? Do you know this knife?" Zhang Yu looked at the frightened monk and asked flatly.

"You...you are the Demon King?" the monk cried out in terror.

At this time, the other cultivators who transformed the spirit were all shocked when they said this, and looked at Zhang Yu with horror in their eyes.

"What did you say, what is the devil king?" One of the monks took a breath, although he didn't know what the devil king was, but from the tone of this person, he had already noticed that it was a big deal.

"The devil is the devil, what are you so afraid of doing, it's just death!" Zhang Yu's tone was flat, but his gaze was icy cold.

This kind of coldness came from Zhang Yu's aura at this moment. At this moment, the other cultivators of Huashen were already fighting cold wars in their hearts, and when they were invaded by Zhang Yu's cold air, they suddenly felt The whole body is a little numb.There is an indescribable surprise in my heart.

"Let's go!" When he said this, the monk who recognized the origin of Zhang Yu's magic knife had teleported and fled to the distance. The other monks were a little stiff at this time, trying to teleport, However, the mind was a little disobedient, and in a hurry, he could only throw his magic weapon towards Zhang Yu with the greatest force, and while throwing the magic weapon, he tried to make his body retreat as much as possible.

Dear friends, let's explode~~!