Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1105 White Dragon Temple, Stealing the Spring!
The catastrophe is approaching, the black and white tigers leave with their disciples, but Mu Xiaoqi and Dong Fangmiao stay behind.

They have already stepped into the real realm, and the next catastrophe they will face is the catastrophe of thunder and karma. Because of their respective circumstances, one has practiced in the mountains for 10 years without distracting thoughts, and the other is Mrs. Yaoyue watched her grow up since she was a child, and was taught and educated by her, she sticks to her Taoist heart, and fights against the evil spirits in her body day and night.

The Dao heart of the two is as firm as a rock, so naturally there is no need to worry about being affected by the catastrophe and causing any shadows.

To this, Duanchou also acquiesced, causing Lin Xiaoyuan and the others to feel a burst of envy before they left, and they each secretly made up their minds that after this time they will calm down and practice, and they must catch up with their cultivation base, so as not to be weak.

And at this time, the fluctuations of the Heavenly Tribulation became more and more intense and obvious. The dark red robbery cloud, which was as dark as blood, was boiling and overflowing with fire, and a terrifying breath descended, like a heavenly hell.

Duanchou's face was slightly condensed, and he was about to cast a spell, urging the Void Disillusionment Sword Formation to cover the Xuantianzong's mountain gate again, but at this time, it happened that the ice cracked, and Ximen Chuixue broke through.

Seeing the latter's gaze, the pupils are cold and pure, and even the atmosphere is frozen in an instant, and there is a cold voice, suddenly resounding:
"Ximen Chuuxue crosses the catastrophe without the help of formations and external forces. Please wait a moment, the suzerain, and retreat with the elders for a while, and continue after the catastrophe is broken."

The voice is still indifferent, like ice and snow that will not melt for thousands of years, without a trace of emotional temperature.

Gao Jianli and Xuenv looked at each other with strange looks, but they didn't expect that there are people in this world who are colder than them. Few, feeling as lonely as snow.

Duanchou was slightly taken aback, hearing this, instead of being angry, he showed a smile on the contrary, he knew Ximen Chuuxue quite well, whether it was the book in his previous life or the white-clothed swordsman in this life, he knew the character of Ximen Chuuxue very well.

Different from Ye Gucheng's arrogance and domineering, Ximen Chuuxue is really lonely to a certain level, whether it is human or heart, he always takes the way of swords as the highest pursuit of life, and never reveals himself easily, and once he makes a move, it means that he is in danger. Must win, sword out must kill!

This kind of loneliness may only be fully understood by Dugu Qiubai, who is also the holy god of the sword, in Jin Yong's works.

And being able to make him confident at this time, Ximen Chuuxue is definitely not pretending to be arrogant, but he is truly confident that he can survive the catastrophe.

In other words, he didn't pay attention to this catastrophe at all.

A gleam flashed in Duanchou's eyes, he nodded, and without saying anything, he immediately retreated from the crowd, leaving enough space for Ximen Chuuxue to cross the tribulation.

At this time, Xiao Yun led Dian Meng, Zhuo Ta and others to the foot of the mountain gate to guard the four directions.

It is different from the previous two catastrophes that the Dragon and Tiger Grandmasters went through. After all, this is a heavenly catastrophe that has stepped into the transcendent holy realm. The existence of Zhenjun, Daozong's superior, is enough to attract the attention of the Quartet, and they are ready to move.

There will even be people who will not hesitate to take risks and get closer to investigate.

In such cataclysms, the breath fluctuates for thousands of miles, and the situation changes color. Even if Duanchou wants to cover it up, it is difficult to cover it up. What's more, the power of the sky has already been revealed to everyone. Now it is tantamount to trying to cover up. It was exposed in a grand manner, so that those with deep thoughts could think about it and be surprised.

The fact is just as Duanchou expected, Ximen Chuuxue crossing the catastrophe caused a terrifying celestial phenomenon, which once again caused an uproar.

"Look, it seems to be crossing robbery again! Hey, strange, why did I say again?"

A monk who was hundreds of miles away changed his face, exclaimed, and then frowned, talking to himself in a daze, but his eyes were fixed on the rusty, dark sky.

"Looking at the aura of this catastrophe, its power is dozens of times more terrifying than before, and it is still brewing. This is definitely not an ordinary real world thunder catastrophe. It seems that someone is about to break through the realm of transcendence!"

"If we can make it through, wouldn't the Xuantian Sect want one more Supreme True Monarch?!"

"I heard that the master of the Xuantian Sect has already returned to the mountain with his disciples. All these catastrophes started from the night they returned to the mountain. There must be secrets in it!"

"The master of Xuantian Sect? It is said that his strength has already reached the peak of the Returning Source Realm, and even rumors that he has entered the Holy Realm. Many of the Qianlong List's arrogances, dead, injured, and injured can't be suppressed at all. Could it be that the people who have crossed the tribulation this time Is it sorrow?!"

"The person who survived the catastrophe is in the Xuantian Sect. He is so blatant and unscrupulous. He is not afraid of being intruded by other monks. He is extremely arrogant. With such a sharp edge, he is probably the unfathomable master of the Xuantian Sect."

"Duanchou? Don't you know that a few days ago, he just fought for the top in Tongtian Pavilion, and shot successively, killing the god Yun Miao of the Immortal Talisman Sect, and Tu Mei, the witch of the Wanmo Palace, and severely injured them?"

"Some people even saw with their own eyes that Ao Chenxiao, the evildoer of Yuxu Temple, was chased and killed by Duanchou Xingye, and he didn't dare to fight. After that, the two of them mistakenly broke into the ancient gods of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Now, Duanchou came back alive, that Aochenxiao But life and death are unknown, such a monstrous character, do you think he doesn't even have the cultivation base to transcend the realm?!"

A real king with a crown of feathers and a sword on his back came down. Hearing people's comments, he immediately sneered and said disdainfully.

The latter was blushing, but he was afraid of the other party's strong cultivation, obsequious, and dared not speak, but immediately, another true king appeared, dressed in a black robe and covered his face with dead wood, he seemed to be quite at odds with him, and laughed loudly:
"Daoquanzi, you really lived and went back more and more, and you haven't even seen each other, yet you praise Xuantian Sect Master so highly, but are you afraid of him?"

"If Jie Jie is afraid, then you might as well surrender as soon as possible, and take your White Dragon Temple to attach yourself. Maybe in the future, Xuantianzong will spare you for the sake of your knowledge, and save you from being under the jurisdiction of the immortal sect." It’s also possible that the resources to be handed over are enshrined.”

The voice of this black-clothed True Monarch is shrill and ear-piercing, like a rotten person, his voice is hoarse, and there is a sinister air in it, which makes people frown, and the hairs on the whole body stand on end , extremely uncomfortable.

The tone of his words revealed a provocative and arrogant meaning, full of irony.

It was said that when he first appeared, the powerful real monarch with a feather crown like a fairy also frowned slightly, the fairy sword humming behind his back, and stared at the other party coldly with a murderous intent.

After a moment of silence, there was a thunderous explosion, and the flames of karma flowed into the sky. Robber Quanzi finally withdrew his gaze and said lightly:

"Old monster, I don't need you to worry about how I do things in Bailongguan. Back then, my senior brother severely injured you with a sword, destroyed your Taoist body, and hurt your soul. I thought that even if you recovered, it would take more than a thousand years to recuperate. Thinking that you have appeared again in less than 300 years, it seems that someone is helping you behind this."

(End of this chapter)