Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

"Pretentious!"

When Huazhong Long saw that Yang Xuanzhen ignored the image stone in his hand, as if he was not afraid of death at all, his face sank.

"Yang Qi, go and wait in the square outside. My core disciples from the Yuhua Sect will be here soon." Hua Yu said in a deep voice.

He took out a token, poured mana into it, and moved his lips slightly, as if he was giving an order.

It was obvious that Hua Yu was notifying the core disciples of the Yuhua Sect to come here and fight Yang Xuanzhen to the death.

"Yang Qi, you have no idea what you are going to face."

Seeing that Hua Yu had summoned his disciples, Hua Zhonglong once again had a cold smile on his face, and looked at Yang Xuanzhen as if he were looking at a dead person.

The Elder Changmei and other elders also looked contemptuously, as if they were mocking Yang Xuanzhen for not overestimating his abilities.

All the elders are waiting for Yang Xuanzhen's darkest moment to arrive.

Let’s see if Yang Xuanzhen can still be so calm when his life is in danger at the hands of the monsters from their Yuhua Sect.

Yang Xuanzhen must not kneel down and beg them to let him go!

"hehe."

Yang Xuanzhen just smiled, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the palace.

Outside is a square, stretching hundreds of millions of miles from north to south. Yang Xuanzhen stood in the center of the square, looking around, taking in an unobstructed view of the entire Yuhua Gate.

The architectural layout of the Yuhua Gate is very similar to that of the Taiyi Gate. Palaces made of immortal artifacts stand in all directions, brilliant and majestic, reaching into the sky.

Between the various palaces are mountains, crawling like a divine dragon, straight into the depths of the void, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles.

Occasionally, you can see the ocean wonderland, with dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and other mythical beasts flying in the sky.

In the time and space tunnels set up by some strong men, disciples of the Yuhua Sect come in and out from time to time, either going out for training or returning.

Yuhuamen has a myriad of phenomena, a scene of prosperity, peace and harmony.

Clang, clang, clang!

The sudden sound, as if the ancient sacred mountain struck the Hong Zhong, shocked the earth and shook the sky.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The peace of Yuhuamen was broken.

Yang Xuanzhen saw that hundreds of millions of disciples put down what they were doing, looked up in surprise and looked towards the Hall of Talents deep in the sect.

There were also various discussions mixed in there.

"The great bell of heaven and earth was rung. The bell sounded three times long and two short. What big thing happened?"

"Look at the disciple token. It contains the decree passed down by Elder Hua Yu. It says that a core disciple of Taiyi Sect named Yang Qi is outside the Hall of Talents and wants to challenge all the core disciples of our Yuhua Sect! Whoever can defeat or If you kill Yang Qi, the sect will be rewarded with one percent of the king-level spiritual veins!"

"Hiss...is this true? One percent of the king's spiritual veins? This kind of reward is unprecedented!"

"Who is Yang Qi? When did Taiyi Sect gain such a figure? He is so ignorant! Can he be compared to our Yuhua Sect's Senior Brother Yan Xigui, Senior Brother Xiang Yizhen, Senior Sister Xu Muyun... and other monsters?"

"No matter who he is, if he dares to act recklessly in our Yuhua Sect, he is seeking death! Let's go to the Hall of Talents Square and see how Yang Qi is killed by the core senior brother with one blow..."

As the news in the disciple's token was revealed, the entire Yuhua Sect was boiling.

Countless true disciples and inner disciples rushed to the Hall of Talents to watch and witness the famous scene of the Yuhua Sect's genius suppressing the Taiyi Sect's disciples.

The Yuhua Sect has been oppressed in the shadow of the Taiyi Sect for long enough, and it’s time for the Taiyi Sect to pay the price!

"Yang Qi? I wonder how your strength compares to Wei Dongsheng? But if you dare to provoke my Yuhua Sect, you will die."

"I just lack the aura of a king to advance to the realm of the Ancestral Immortal. This is a good reward from the sect, and it's worth my effort..."

Not only were the inner sect and true disciples rushing towards the Hall of Talents, but Yang Xuanzhen also saw that in the Ascension Heaven Kingdom in the infinite sky, a large number of disciples who were practicing latent cultivation on the core disciple peaks were also alarmed.

As soon as some core disciples saw the information on the token, they all geared up and exuded an extremely tyrannical aura.

The momentum of some people is as powerful as Gu Changfeng who was killed by Yang Xuanzhen on Xingluo Island.

There is even someone more powerful than Gu Changfeng, who seems to be the bloodline left by Hua Tianjun.

Yang Xuanzhen ignored these chickens and dogs, secretly opened his eyes of dominance, looked directly at the sky higher than the Yuhua Heavenly Kingdom, and saw a magnificent temple floating on the top of the sky.

The style of this magnificent temple is quite strange. It has a dome with a flying strange bird on it. It is unknown which era of civilization it belongs to.

This temple is the holy temple of the Yuhua Sect. Once a core disciple is promoted to a Holy Son, it must be presided over by the elders and held in that holy temple.

His sight penetrated the gate of the temple and he saw a statue standing in the deepest part of the temple.

This statue has fluttering clothes and soaring aura. Yang Xuanzhen's master's eyes can't see the exact face, and he doesn't know what kind of material it is made of.

It is like an ancient great power pulling out an ancient sacred mountain and carving it out with a big axe.

The carving marks on the statue can be called uncanny workmanship, and it carries the aura of an ancient artifact of creation.

"Hua Tianjun, Hua Tiandu..."

Yang Xuanzhen looked at the tall statue for a while, and a meaningful smile flashed in his eyes.

He looked away.

It was at this time that the tall statue in the temple suddenly came to life. He turned his eyes and stared directly at Yang Xuanzhen in the Hall of Talents Square. He seemed to be sneering, but also seemed to contain resentment that would never be washed away. and shame.

Whoosh whoosh!
As Yang Xuanzhen withdrew his gaze, rainbows flashed in the sky, coming from all directions.

More and more people descended on the square like dumplings.

In the blink of an eye, tens of millions of Yuhua Sect disciples gathered here.

These disciples formed a large circle.

Some people had indifferent faces, some looked with disdain, and some were arrogant and pointed at Yang Xuanzhen, who was standing alone in the center of the square.

Yang Xuanzhen looked calm, looked at the audience, and said casually: "I am Yang Qi of Taiyi Sect, who of you Yuhua Sect comes up first to die."

As soon as these words came out, a man with a body as majestic as a mountain and muscles as hard as rocks came out, pointed at Yang Xuanzhen and shouted: "Yang Qi, you have such a loud tone! Just let me come to meet you, you will die in I, Yue Peng, deserved his death."

Saying that, Yue Peng stretched out his big hand, used both feet to exert force, jumped out suddenly, and smashed Yang Xuanzhen's head with great force.

When the other disciples saw this, they were also ready to make various exclamations, introducing Yue Peng's greatness, or various glorious achievements, etc.

And many elders in the Hall of Talents also said that Yang Xuanzhen was dead if he met Yue Peng.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A strong golden light suddenly rose from a mountain peak in the endless void in the distance.

Immediately, a dark brilliance rushed out from the golden light, and at the same time, a voice came: "Is the Taiyi Sect great? Do you dare to come to my Yuhua Sect and act wild? Yang Qi, I want to see what you can rely on."

This voice is ethereal and ethereal, as if it wants to wipe away the dust in the monk's mind, just like the Buddha preaching Zen.

Everyone saw a white cloud without any smoke coming from the sky.

Standing on the white clouds was a young man wearing blue clothes, holding a long sword in his arms, and his aura was fierce, approaching Yang Xuanzhen.

"It's Senior Brother Chenxin!"

"Senior Brother Chen Xin invited everyone to fight as soon as he was promoted to the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm a few days ago. He defeated Senior Brother Yue Peng, Senior Brother Ma Feng... and dozens of other veteran disciples of the same realm, and he became the leader among the core disciples of our Yuhua Sect. Unexpectedly He actually wants to deal with Yang Qi personally, he is completely overqualified!"

"It is said that before Senior Brother Chen Xin became a Golden Immortal, he was invincible with swordsmanship and could attack in reverse! He even fought with Senior Brother Xiang Yizhen for three days and three nights. In the end, Senior Brother Xiang was able to narrowly defeat Chen Xin with the power of the 'Golden Miracle Palace' Senior Brother, it’s hard to tell the outcome otherwise!” “Senior Brother Chen Xin… eh.”

As soon as the young man in blue named Chen Xin appeared, the Yuhua Sect disciples in the square dispersed one after another to make room for him, and at the same time they were talking and spitting.

But soon, no one could talk any more.

Because at some point Yang Xuanzhen's five fingers were clasped on Chen Xin's Tianling Cap, and they penetrated all the way in, causing blood to flow like a stream.

Click...

Chen Xin's head and entire body exploded like a watermelon, and the plasma mixed with the Golden Immortal Law sputtered out and was incorporated into Yang Xuanzhen's cuffs.

The dusty heart is too dead to die.

Seeing this scene, all the Yuhua Sect disciples in the square widened their eyes.

Yue Peng swallowed hard, fearful in his heart.

His strength is far inferior to Chen Xin. If Chen Xin hadn't appeared just now, or if he had taken another step forward, he would have died.

"Chen Xin died like this?"

In the Hall of Talents, the faces of the elders such as Huazhong Long and Long Eyebrow Master changed slightly, and there was no longer the contempt in their eyes.

"The bad premonition is getting stronger and stronger..." Hua Yu stared closely at Yang Xuanzhen outside the hall, the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to be able to kill flies.

Chen Xin, whom they were optimistic about, was killed by Yang Xuanzhen with one blow before he could even utter a last word.

They greatly underestimated Yang Xuanzhen's strength.

This boy might be comparable to the late Gu Changfeng, Xiang Yizhen, Yan Xigui...that kind of monster?

This battle may not be easy to fight.

In fact, Chen Xin's strength is indeed impressive, and he can be regarded as the best in the same realm.

As soon as Yang Xuanzhen refined it, he obtained a powerful swordsmanship from the opponent several epochs ago.

This swordsmanship does not belong to the three thousand avenues, but it is more mysterious than the various emperors' martial arts secrets he obtained from the law enforcement disciples of the Gods Prison, and even the ordinary three thousand avenues. It is called the Sword of Alaya.

It is a sword technique that combines the monk's nature and delusions, the sustenance of all the seeds of good and evil, and the birth of everything in the world.

Once Alaya's sword technique is used, the enemy will be unable to escape from the sword's will.

There is no doubt that this kind of swordsmanship has advanced the Tribulation King Crossing Dragon Transformation practiced by Yang Xuanzhen a small step forward.

He was in a very happy mood, clapped his hands as if he had killed an ant casually, smiled at the disciples of the Yuhua Sect around him and asked: "Who will die next?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was silence in the venue.

Everyone looked ugly and hesitated to move forward.

After all, the strength shown by Yang Xuanzhen is too terrifying. Killing Chen Xin is like killing a chicken. They are not as good as Chen Xin. Who is willing to go up and die?

Moreover, most of the people in the field were inner disciples and true disciples, so they were not qualified to fight Yang Xuanzhen at all.

"It seems I was right. All of you Yuhua Sect disciples are trash among trash, and cowards among wimps." Yang Xuanzhen's face was full of disdain, as if he was looking at a group of clowns.

"you…"

When all the disciples of the Yu Hua Sect heard this, their faces turned red due to the surge of energy and blood, but they were unable to refute.

It’s so frustrating to be ridiculed by others!
"Senior Brother Xiang Yizhen, Senior Sister Xu Muyun, Senior Brother Yan Xigui... Why haven't you come to punish this madman Yang Qi!" A disciple shouted to the sky.

"The majesty of our Ascension Sect cannot be compromised!" Another disciple let out a heartbreaking roar.

As the two disciples shouted, everyone was infected and started shouting together.

Time passes minute by minute.

Finally, a faint sigh came to everyone's ears: "I originally wanted to go back to the Yan family, practice the Guixi Dafa to the ninth level, step into the ancestral immortality, and reach the state of returning to the west with one thought, and sending people to the blissful realm. Now But I want to delay this important matter because of you. Yang Qi, tell me, how should I kill you?"

All the disciples of the Yuhua Sect quickly followed the sound, and saw a young man strolling towards the end of the sky, looking indescribably cool and calm.

There was no aura about the young man, but he seemed to be walking under the scorching sun, floating in the darkness, like a saint heading west.

"It's Senior Brother Yan Xigui!" Yue Peng was excited when he saw the young man at the end of the sky.

"Senior Brother Yan Xigui has appeared. Yang Qi will definitely lose this time!"

"From this moment on, Senior Brother Chen Xin will get his revenge, and our Yuhua Sect will also usher in a new life!"

All the Yu Hua Sect disciples looked ecstatic.

"good very good!"

"The peerless monster from my Yuhua Sect has finally appeared."

The Huazhong Dragon in the Hall of Talents, the Long-Eyebrowed Venerable...the elders all cheered up and showed happy smiles.

Hua Yu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuexi Guidu appeared, and their Ascension Sect was finally sure of victory this time.

Because Yue Xigui is a real evildoer among the core disciples. He has practiced the supreme immortal way "Xigui Secret Code" spread from heaven. His strength has reached the peak of Da Luo Jinxian, surpassing the mortal heart and not knowing how many mortals, and can be compared with it in the sect. There will never be more than one hand.

Moreover, Yuexi Gui is still a member of the Yan family. How great is the noble bloodline of Emperor Yan?

There are even rumors that Yue Xigui is very likely to be the reincarnation of a saint-level figure!

Upon thinking of this, Hua Zhonglong and other elders turned to look at Emperor Xian, hoping to see an expression of worry or panic for Yang Xuanzhen on his face.

It's a pity that they were all disappointed. The Emperor Xian closed his eyes and rested his mind from beginning to end, as if he was asleep.

"Hmph, just being pretentious."

Huazhong Long sneered, and then he stopped paying attention to Emperor Xian and turned his attention to the outside of the palace. The old god was there, ready to see how Yang Xuanzhen was killed by Yue Xigui with one blow.

But the next moment, his face froze, as if he suddenly heard the news of his own father's death.

What did he see?
Before Yue Xi returned to the square, a long black sword appeared in Yang Xuanzhen's hand.

The sword body is neither iron, gold, wood, stone, or jade, nor does it belong to any kind of material. It seems to be a manifestation of consciousness.

The aura of no self, no one, and no sentient beings was conveyed from the sword.

This is clearly Chen Xin’s Alaya Sword.

Yang Xuanzhen slashed at Yue Xigui with a sword.

This sword seems to make time, space, and thoughts disappear. Only the light of the sword lasts forever.

"not good!"

Facing Yang Xuanzhen's sword, Yue Xigui's eyes were filled with darkness, and signs of death suddenly appeared in his heart. No longer able to lose his previous coolness and calmness, he could only feel boundless fear.

He quickly used his special skill of pressing the bottom of the box, and his whole body turned into a line of blue smoke and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

This is the Yan family's "Xi Gui Dharma" combined with Buddhist mystical skills and supernatural powers from many eras ago, to combine the "peaceful bliss of the west" magical skill. Once it is used, people will turn into a wisp of blue smoke, just like the Buddha's nirvana, and die in the void. Reborn at a specific location.

"what…"

However, Qingxian Ji Le's Western magical skills could not save Yue Xigui's life at all. Alaya's sword chased into the distant time and space like a maggot attached to the bone, killing Yan Xigui into nothingness with one sword, leaving only a tragic wail. resounded through the Yuhua Gate. (End of chapter)