Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 178 One Person, One Sword, Fighting the Golden Elixir

A voice sounded, with a roaring shock.

Zhang Li's face remained unchanged, and he slowly raised his hand.

out the sword.

"boom--"

The sword light and thunder light lit up at the same time, and a sword stabbed out, and the wind between the sky and the earth directly condensed into a thousand-foot sword shadow.

The sword shadow is not long enough to show its power, on the contrary, the more solid it is, the more magnificent and powerful it is.

But I have to admit that even if the shadow of a sword is illusory, it can stir up the world.

The moment the sword shadow appeared, the aura of the entire hundred miles was gathered, causing the wind and clouds to roll wildly.

The fierce sword energy raged, and for a hundred miles around, green grass curled up, broken branches flew, sand and stones filled the sky, and water dragons soared into the sky.

"it is good!"

Ying Wuya, who was wearing a golden robe, let out a long laugh, and a phantom of a hundred-foot-high golden Buddha gathered behind him, and he clapped his hands down.

He owns the relics of the Buddha fruit and the seal of the Earth Immortal, so he is invincible in this land with a radius of a hundred miles.

Under the Nascent Soul, no one is invincible.

The thousand-foot sword shadow touched the Buddha's palm, and there was a roar, and the golden light and the clear sword light exploded and disintegrated.

With a radius of hundreds of miles, it is bright.

Zhang Li and Ying Wuya stood facing each other, they both smiled and nodded.

No matter how powerful Zhang Li's swordsmanship is, it is impossible for him to be his opponent in Ying Wu Ya's God's Domain.

This battle was just intentional.

First of all, Ying Wuya really felt itchy.

Secondly, this battle let everyone know how strong Ying Wuya is, and another strong man came to the Jingyue Temple resident.

Ying Wuya sits here, outsiders really don't know how strong he is.

The recent gathering of demon armies has made Ming Wangzhou's rule a little unstable.

At this time, the sword light and golden light enveloped the sky and the earth, and the scene of such a mighty explosion made everyone dare not look up.

Hundreds of miles away, dozens of magic cultivators with devilish aura rising from their bodies looked dignified.

This level of combat power, without the cultivation base of the Golden Core Realm, or the later stage of the Golden Core Realm, would be death.

"Jingyue Temple, so strong." A black-robed demon cultivator covered with black magic patterns on his forehead lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that his words would disturb the practitioners in the Jingyue Temple boundary.

"The way of swordsmanship, I'm afraid this is a practitioner from outside Ming Wangzhou." An old man with gray hair and wearing a black armor flashed a deep stream of light in his eyes.

"In recent years, the strength of Jingyue Temple has become stronger and stronger."

His words made everyone around him nod.

It is because more and more powerful people appeared in the Jingyue Temple area that the Five Devils City is preparing to gather an army to wipe them out.

But looking at it at this time, the other party seems to be prepared.

Such a tyrannical master of swordsmanship, I don't know how many masters he will bring.

In this way, if the Five Demon City wants to attack Jingyue Temple, it may cost a lot of money.

"Go back first, these cultivators from outside the immortal world can't stay here for a long time, at worst we wait for a month."

The demon cultivator in front snorted coldly, turned around and left.

The others looked at each other and left quietly.

……

Jingyue Temple.

Zhang Li sat opposite Ying Wuya.

Zhang Li had already told the story of what he had arranged to recruit strong men from all sides to station in Ming Wang Prefecture.

Ying Wuya nodded, pondered for a moment, and said: "Mr. Zhang's actions are naturally reasonable. As long as Ming Wangzhou can increase a little strength and improve morale, there is still a chance."

Ming Wangzhou is not a weak place.

With Mingwangzhou's strength, it would be extremely difficult for Wanmozhou to swallow it as long as it responded with all its strength.

It's just that looking at it now, Mingwang Prefecture is full of pessimism.

As a Buddhist cultivator, once you lose your faith, your combat power will suffer a lot.

Coupled with the gradual decline in the strength of the garrisoned immortals, the overall strength will of course become weaker and weaker.

But as long as there is hope, Mingwang Prefecture is still Mingwang Prefecture.

For example, the residence of Jingyue Temple is very stable now.

Jingyue Temple not only has a constant replenishment of mortal warriors, but also Zhang Li sent immortal seals, and sealed dozens of guarding earth immortals.

Ying Wuya didn't use all the Immortal Sealing Talismans at once.

Under the rule of Jingyue Temple, there can't be so many earth immortals. If there are too many, they will only be blessed by the power of the world.

"In the past few years, I have quietly sold more than ten Fengxian Talismans."

Ying Wuya sent a jade box to Zhang Li.

In the jade box, there are thousands of Buddhist classics piled up in a pile, and there is also a mountain-like pile of spiritual stones.

All the paper pages used in Buddhist classics can be made into seal seals. As for the Lingshi Mountain, it is even more valuable than the one in Zhang Li's hand.

Worth at least 50 billion spirit stones.

In the earth fairy world, the least valuable thing is the spirit stone.

Zhang Li was also polite, took the jade box, and whispered to Ying Wuya.

It is easy to find spirit stone veins in the Earth Immortal Realm, and these places must be guarded, and the hired practitioners who come later cannot mine them privately.

"Starting tomorrow, we will take the initiative to attack." After everything was explained clearly, Zhang Li stood up and spoke loudly.

He and the warriors he brought came here for tempering, not just for enjoying in the earth fairy world.

Zhang Li left the main hall, instead of going to the wing room arranged by Jingyue Temple immediately, he went to a small courtyard not far away.

"Mr. Zhang." Standing at the gate of the courtyard, Dongfang Jing was wearing a blue gown with a smile on his face.

Behind him were Yu Honggu, who had transformed into a human form, as well as Yu Mengmeng and Qingyue.

"Meet Mr. Zhang." Looking at Zhang Li in front of him, Yu Mengmeng and Qingyue looked at each other and bowed.

In the blink of an eye, it has been several years.

Dongfang Jing, Yu Honggu and many others chose to live in Mingwang Prefecture for a long time.

According to what they said, they are already tired of living with those human races in the mortal world, so they might as well be here.

There are many practitioners in this world, and the aura is also rich. These mermaids can quickly improve their cultivation.

Jingyue Temple also welcomes them.

Zhang Li and Dongfang Jing had a brief exchange of kendo insights.

Unknowingly, Zhang Li's kendo practice has surpassed Dongfang Jing by a lot.

But for Dongfang Jing, he doesn't care about these at all.

Even if his cultivation has reached the sixth floor of the Grand Master Realm, comparable to Ying Wuya at the beginning, and stepped into the Foundation Establishment Realm, Dongfang Jing still doesn't take practice seriously.

His swordsmanship is also much better than before, and he has a shadow of comprehending the artistic conception of swordsmanship.

It's just that he doesn't value practice now, and the family is together, but it is true.

Zhang Li is a little envious of Dongfang Jing's free and easy.

Before Zhang Li left, Dongfang Jing handed him a piece of pale golden scale armor, asking Zhang Li to have a chance to find the earth fairy world where his father lived.

In addition, Qingyue asked Zhang Liruo to go to the world of practice and help her find the trace of her father, Qinglin, the patriarch of the mermaid clan.

Qing Lin went to the world of practice through the space channel when the strong men of Dongzhou attacked, causing space turmoil.

When Zhang Li went to Luo Wuzhou, he also inquired, but did not find Qing Lin.

One day later, Zhang Li, together with dozens of Buddhist monks in Jingyue Temple, went directly to Jingyue Temple to rule the lower border.

They met the demon cultivators of the Five Demon City two hundred miles away. In a fierce battle, Zhang Li swung the sword light in his hand and directly beheaded the three foundation-builders.

The other demon cultivators fled in all directions, Shen Yuan and other ordinary warriors covered up and killed one demon cultivator by dozens of people.

Zhang Li is standing on the hill holding a sword.

"Mr. Zhang," a [-]-year-old monk wearing a blue monk's robe walked up behind Zhang Li and said in a low voice, "There are demon practitioners coming over there."

He stretched out his hand to point in the direction, and the demon energy surged, as if covering the world.

At least hundreds of demon cultivators came aggressively.

Among them, there must be a tyrannical overhaul of the magic way.

"You stay here." Zhang Li said lightly, a stream of cold light rose from his body, and then his body turned into a sword light.

Watching Zhang Lifei go towards those demon practitioners, several monks in Jingyue Temple looked at each other with horror flashing across their faces.

Yesterday, they saw Zhang Li fighting against their own guard and host, even a draw, but they never thought that Zhang Lineng really has that level of strength.

Could it be that this person's swordsmanship is really so strong?

Shen Yuan pierced Moxiu's body in front of him with a sword, turned his head, and looked in the direction of Zhang Li's sword.

A look of envy appeared on his face.

One person, one sword, even thousands of strong demon cultivators will go forward generously.

This is the real sword repair.

"boom--"

Zhang stood around, and thunder beads emerged one after another.

Borrowing the power of thunder, melting the light of the sky and the waves of clouds, Zhang Li moves forward with his sword, turning into a thunder shadow of thousands of feet.The thunder roared, and with the blessing of his strength, it poured out directly.

In a radius of ten miles, there was a sea of ​​thunder.

The condensed demon cloud was broken by Lei Hai, and dozens of demon cultivators fell into it, their bodies surrounded by countless thunder lights.

A ray of sword light rushed into the sea of ​​thunder.

There were screams in the sea of ​​thunder.

Outside of Lei Hai, those demon cultivators all had complexion changes.

Lei Dao is naturally restrained against the power of magic cultivators.

"I'll go in and have a look." After pondering for a moment, an old man in light red magic armor moved and rushed into the sea of ​​thunder.

His cultivation is already at the second level of Jindan.

As soon as he entered the sea of ​​thunder, countless thunder lights turned into chains, enveloping him.

In his hand, he waved a black magic blade, sweeping away the lightning chains.

Running quickly, he found the digital demon cultivator, and then protected him behind him.

"Follow me." With a low voice, he glanced at a demon cultivator who had just been rescued.

The demon cultivator looked pale, nodded, and was about to lift his foot, when suddenly his whole body trembled, and a long blue sword pierced his body.

Zhang Li appeared with a long sword in hand.

"It's you." The Jindan Demon Cultivator shouted, holding a long blade, and slammed towards Zhang Li.

This speed was so fast that even Lei Guang couldn't catch up.

On the light red magic armor, the phantom of a black magic wolf emerged.

This is a magic weapon.

With the blessing of the magic weapon and the cultivation base of the golden core, the strength is already extremely strong. In an earth fairy world like Ming Wangzhou, apart from guarding the earth immortals, such a cultivation base can basically rule one side.

The wolf roared, combined with the black magic light of the long blade, and slashed at Zhang Li.

Zhang Li's expression remained the same, but with a slight mistake in his footsteps, the knife flashed past.

The magic blade turned again, and cut towards his chest.

Zhang Li's figure flashed, and he flew ten feet away.

"Hmph, how dare a sword repairer have this much courage?" The demon repairman holding a long blade stared at Zhang Li with a solemn expression.

Zhang Li was able to dodge the slightest bit, this strength completely surpassed what he thought.

A sword cultivator of this level of combat power can completely compete with a Jindan realm.

"Your opponent is not me." Zhang Li looked at Moxiu and said lightly.

The golden core magic cultivator was taken aback.

He seemed to sense it, and suddenly turned around.

At this time, the faces of the demon cultivators behind him were dull, and there was no aura in their eyes.

Devoured!

Such means—

Demon!

How could there be a strong man of the magic way freely passing through this sea of ​​thunder?

How can a sword repairer have magic means?

"Who the hell are you—"

Jindan Moxiu raised his hand and slashed out with a knife. The blade swung the darkness and chopped the surrounding thunder light into pieces, but was blocked by a palm wearing a black scale armor glove.

The weapon spirit avatar dressed in black walked forward slowly.

The magic power in him that seemed to come from the abyss made the golden core demon cultivator look extremely ugly.

Zhang Li looked at the weapon spirit avatar that had devoured dozens of demon cultivators and was full of demonic aura, chuckled lightly, and disappeared in place.

The Qi Ling avatar has not devoured and replenished the soul and blood of the magic cultivator for so many years, and it is already hungry and thirsty.

The Golden Core Demonic Cultivator in front of him just happened to let him vent.

"Canglang—"

The long sword trembled, spanning thousands of feet.

The sword light rushing out from the sea of ​​thunder pierced through the body of the digital demon cultivator, and then slammed into the body of the golden core realm demon cultivator standing in front of the mountain.

In the army of demon cultivators this time, one of the two leaders of the Golden Core Realm was lost in the sea of ​​thunder, and the other stood here.

Seeing the sword light rushing towards him, the [-]-year-old demon cultivator with a long banner in his hand and a face full of magic patterns sneered.

"court death."

He raised the long banner in his hand, and in an instant, thirteen ghosts flew out.

Some of these phantoms are in human form, and some are in animal form.

Every phantom has at least seven levels of foundation building power.

As soon as these phantoms appeared, they rushed to Zhang Li and grabbed at his sword light.

Looking at the specter in front of him, Zhang Li's face remained unchanged, and Jian Guang stabbed forward.

The cyan streamer collided with the leading phantom, and with a light touch, its body was chopped into pieces.

The blade turned upside down, appeared in front of another phantom, and then cut it into two pieces like cutting tofu.

Zhang Li, who possesses the weapon spirit clone, has an incomparably deep understanding of the magic way.

These phantoms in front of them, just by looking at them, they know how to seize their weak points and kill them with one blow.

Shuttle body shape, when he flew in front of that Golden Core level demon cultivator, all the ghosts were shattered.

"Sword Intent." The Golden Core Demon Cultivator holding a long flag had an ugly expression on his face.

The methods of magic are overbearing and brutal. If you want to say that there is something more domineering than magic, besides thunder, it is the way of swordsmanship.

In the way of swordsmanship, only one sharp point is required, and it is difficult to resist with all kinds of practice.

In front of the strong swordsman, the power of magic is also weaker.

Zhang Li didn't stop on his feet, and the sword in his hand stabbed out again.

"when--"

The long banner in Jindan Moxiu's hand blocked a sword, and wanted to use the magic weapon to roll back and break Zhang Li's long sword.

It's just that he underestimated the sword cultivator too much, and underestimated a sword cultivator who had cultivated sword intent.

He underestimated Zhang Li in front of him even more.

"Om-"

The long sword in Zhang Li's hand trembled, and the light of the sword exploded.

Eight phantoms holding long swords emerged, and then the eight swords merged into one and thrust out simultaneously.

The method of Yunze Bagua Mirror.

This kind of power blessing is just icing on the cake for most practitioners.

But for a strong swordsman like Zhang Li, the instant strength blessing directly doubles.

The eight sword lights pierced through the long black banner, making Jindan Moxiu unable to stand still, and staggered back.

At this moment, the sword in Zhang Li's hand flashed.

prick.

Blood splattered!

(End of this chapter)