Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1106 God will protect the law, deter all directions!
The sky and the earth were dark, the clouds of calamity surged, a thunder exploded, and the fire of karma flowed into the sky.

Robber Quanzi withdrew his gaze, and said lightly: "Old monster, I don't need you to control how my Bailongguan behaves. Back then, my senior brother severely injured you with a sword, destroyed your Taoist body, and hurt your soul. I thought you would recover. It also takes a thousand years to recuperate, but I didn’t expect you to appear again in less than 300 years, it seems that someone is helping you behind this.”

Bailongguan is a large sect in southern Xinjiang. Although its strength is not as strong as the three major sects of Gujianmen, Hehuan, and Wuyunzong, there are his Daoquanzi and his senior brother Yuhengzi, two Taishang Zhenjun sitting in the gate, and retreating. For thousands of years, the Supreme Patriarch who has not been born, Yun Zhongzi, a true immortal in the reincarnation realm, can be considered as a third-rank Xuanzong, with extraordinary strength.

More than 300 years ago, because of coveting the treasure of Bailongguan and the Immortal Map of Bailongguan, this withered true monarch sneaked into the temple to steal treasures everywhere, but unexpectedly failed in the end, alarming the reincarnation patriarch Yun Zhongzi who had been in seclusion for thousands of years. Although the person did not appear, he was notified with his spiritual sense, which exposed him.

Because of this, True Monarch Kuxiu failed to steal the treasure in the end, and was unable to fight when he fled. He was severely injured by Yu Hengzi's sword, and his body was destroyed. Only the sacred baby Yuyuan fled in panic.

I thought that after this event, it would take at least a thousand years before we could resume seeking revenge, but I never thought that the two would meet on the outskirts of the Xuantian Sect in today's catastrophe. After recovering and recovering, even the cultivation base in the middle stage of the holy realm, faintly improved, but it made him secretly startled.

"Hmph! Daoquanzi, if I hadn't been afraid of that bastard Yun Zhongzi, your master ancestor, and made a careless miscalculation, how could your senior brother have hurt me?!"

"I will ask him to settle the account before, and you don't want to provoke me. Just a sword wound, do you really think I can do nothing? Today, if there are other things to do, this seat will be the first I will kill you first, and then kill the white dragon!"

The withered old monster seemed to be talking about the central matter of the stolen spring, and he snorted coldly, and his whole body became violent in vain, but he seemed to avoid something, and he never uttered a word even under the rage.

The monks who were approaching all around were immediately surrounded by a withering air. Under the eyes of many horrified and terrified people, their flesh and blood were eaten away and turned into bones, falling to the ground.

This momentary change made everyone's complexion change drastically, and they were sweating like rain, knowing that this must be a moody, demonic ancestor-like existence. Suddenly, no one dared to stay and listen, peeping into the secrets of the two.

Even, regardless of the thunder disaster in the sky, amidst the wails of crying father and mother, shouting and shouting, everyone in the four directions fled in panic as if avoiding the plague.

To this, Robber Quanzi was also indifferent, and he didn't even pay attention to others calling for help. With his hands behind his back, he stared at him coldly. There was a holy white sword energy on him, rolling out in four directions, slashing in all directions, and the withering breath directly It dissipates ten feet away, and it cannot be approached.

Some monks wanted to take the opportunity to approach and seek shelter, but they were all cut off with a single sword, and then turned into dense bones, disappearing under the aura of the withered true monarch, the degree of cruelty was not too much.

In view of this, no one dares to approach half a point.

In the depths of the void, some hidden strong spiritual senses noticed the disputes here, but they all ignored them, like watching ants, aloof, and did not intend to intervene in the slightest.

This is a cruel world, where there is no good, evil, and innocent. Righteous ways and evil ways, immortals are more terrifying than demons, and demons are more compassionate than immortals. The so-called battle between righteousness and demons is just a rhetorical trick of the Taoist.

The world is not benevolent, and the strong are respected. Everyone is longing for power, to ascend the immortal way, and to live forever. However, most people often end up with the opposite of what they want. The more they control the power, the closer they may be to death.

Cultivators are like ants, and have long been soaked in blood on this vast and ancient land. Such things happen every day, and it is not uncommon.

"Go back and tell your senior brother, let him wash his neck and wait, and obediently hand over the picture of Bailong Guanxian. In this way, maybe I can leave him a whole corpse. Jie Jie!!"

A cold and sharp voice came, and Jie Jie's strange laughter echoed in this world, and when all the breath dissipated, there was no trace of the withered True Lord in place.

Daoquanzi's complexion is cloudy and uncertain. His cultivation base is only in the early stage of transcending the realm. He was no match for True Monarch Withered before. Now that the opponent's cultivation base has improved greatly, he is even more difficult to compete. It was a hard fight, but he didn't expect that the other party would leave as soon as he said it, and he had no intention of keeping him at all.

But just at that moment, he could clearly sense that the blazing killing intent of True Monarch Withered was not a lie. I believe that if it was possible to change the place, True Monarch Withered would definitely attack him without hesitation.

Does he really have something urgent to do?

Robber Quanzi's eyes flickered, and while he was rushing towards the Bailong Temple with his sword, he frowned, secretly thinking about the purpose of True Monarch Withered, when suddenly, his sword light froze in the sky, and he looked back at the fairy mountain where Heavenly Tribulation had arrived, Where Xuantianzong was, there was a flash of brilliance in his eyes, revealing a hint of enlightenment.

After pondering for a few breaths, his sword light turned, and it cut through the sky, heading straight for Xuantianzong.

Just as Duanchou expected, when Ximen Chuixue crossed the Heavenly Tribulation of the Holy Land, the fluctuation of his breath spread to thousands of miles around, and even thousands of miles away, he could feel the abnormality here.

Such a large abnormal movement on Fangcun Mountain quickly attracted the attention of many monks passing by, and the forces of all parties were also alarmed. Most of those who had already left heard the news, sensed the breath, and gathered again.

Several days before and after this change, not counting the mortals in the nearby villages and towns, tens of thousands of monks stopped one after another, their gazes all fixed on Fangcun Mountain.

In this world, regardless of sects and dao casual cultivators, the focus of almost everyone's discussion is Xuantianzong. However, looking at the leopard in the tube and watching the flowers in the mist, until now, it has been echoed by others.

The most talked about version is that Fangcun Mountain has such a strange phenomenon, and Xuantianzong is so high-profile, maybe this ancient fairy sect has been silent for too long, and it is finally about to come out.

Based on this point, what more people are concerned about now is who is going through the catastrophe, and whether it is really the master of the Xuantian Sect, Duanchou.

"I don't know when we will be able to overcome the catastrophe!"

"Yeah, I've practiced Taoism for two hundred years, relying on countless elixir, just barely condensed a low-grade golden elixir, stepped into the master of dragon and tiger, seeing that the real world is hopeless, I can't go any further in this life, but people appear one after another to cross the catastrophe , now that even the Heavenly Tribulation of the Holy Realm has descended, it is really unsatisfactory to think about it!"

A lot of monks came from nearby, frightened by the momentum of the catastrophe, they fell down from a distance, envious, but they didn't dare to approach Fangcun Mountain easily.

Because at the foot of the Xuantianzong Mountain Gate, three hundred miles away, there are four mighty Dharma Guardians, suppressing the Quartet and deterring all monks from approaching.

Each statue, with a terrifying breath, has a cultivation level beyond the holy realm.

This is Taishang Zhenjun!

　PS: Pindao made a calculation, the weather is very good today, suitable for voting, fellow Taoists, what do you think?
　　
　
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