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

Chapter 67 The Great Master Who Has Practiced the Demon Art (22 for further reading)
Following Zhang Li's low shout, Monk Qiao Ran only felt a three-foot-long white elephant stepping on his head.

The white elephant is three feet tall, dressed in white armor, its long teeth flashing coldly, its eyes reveal majesty, and it lifts its feet down like a landslide.

The power was like the sky, Monk Liaoran's eyes widened, his hands clasped together, and all the blood and true energy in his body gathered.

"Om-"

The golden stellar energy leaked out of the body, condensing into an illusory golden Buddha.

In the realm of transforming qi, true qi condenses!
Grandmaster strong!
When Monk Mingran raised his eyes again, he was bewildered.

There is no such thing as a white elephant, and Zhang Li in front of him has long since disappeared without a trace.

"Amazing..." With a soft voice, he lowered his head slightly, looked in front of him, and couldn't help but tremble all over.

Just three feet away in front of him, a huge war elephant footprint sank three inches into the ground.

In three inches of land, the bluestone turned into powder!
If the foot had stepped on him just now, even if he was a master of qi transformation, he would definitely not be able to resist it.

"Jingyuanguan, Mr. Zhang, hold thunder in your palm." Taking a deep breath, the monk turned around and left.

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Rocky City.

Zhang Liren was running on the roof, and two golden cursors overlapped in front of him.

A light blue streamer shrouded him outside his body, making it impossible to see.

It's just a means of stealth.

His face was slightly dignified.

The one who took Yu Mengmeng away was a person who practiced the demon law.

Those who came to Jingyuanguan Town Demon Tower were also demon cultivators.

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Although Yu Mengmeng and Qingyue are monsters, they have pure hearts.

Those who practice the demon law rob the blood of the demon clan and seek their own way of death.

Flying across the body, Zhang Li used the seventh level of Qi training to control Qi, flying three feet high in the sky, as fast as a meteor flying to the moon.

But there wasn't the slightest turbulent wind around him, instead it seemed like the clouds were flowing with the wind.

Such an image, if the world can see it, they will definitely exclaim "fairy"!
The street market below is full of people, and the stretching buildings are becoming more and more exquisite and tall.

The buildings are tall and the houses are wide, with carved beams and painted buildings.

This is the imperial capital of Great Zhao, Luo Jing.

In such a big city of mortals, who would think that there are demons doing evil?

Going forward, the flow of people gradually thinned out.

This place is the center of Luojing City, and only important ministers and royal families can live here.

The golden mark in front of Zhang Li became brighter and brighter.

The person you want to find is not far ahead.

Running back and forth, Zhang stood in front of a long green river.

The river is three feet wide, with bluestone railings on both sides, and the water is like a jade belt, with rippling scales.

Looking up, the front is the golden city wall.

The yellow city wall is two feet high, shaded by red tiles and green trees, and there are pavilions and pavilions everywhere.

Imperial City.

The hidden trace talisman on his body dissipated, and Zhang Li's eyes revealed a trace of ice-coldness.

The demon cultivator is in the imperial city.

The imperial family worship hall, as expected, cultivated the demon law.

So what about the imperial city!
With a movement of his body, he was like a light cloud, like smoke and mist, and flew ten feet away in one step, and flew into the imperial city.

Silently.

Zhang Li walked forward slowly, and the faint clouds floated up under his feet, supporting his figure, moving like an immortal.

Practice Qi on the seventh floor, and walk with control of Qi.

On the jade pendant around his waist, there was a faint purple lingering.

In the stone pavilion not far away, a Pentecostal scribe with a black beard and green robe nodded slightly.

The scribe has a modest face, stands with his hands behind his back, and his body is as deep as an abyss.

"Mr. Jingyuan Guanzhang?" The scribe cupped his hands, his face calm, "Hiding in hiding, flying into the sky, it's really a fairy trick."

"Prime Minister of the Eastern Kingdom?" Zhang Li looked at the scribe and said softly.

The scribe smiled lightly and cupped his hands, "Dongfang Jing has met Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Li walked forward step by step, and the true energy gathered under his feet turned into a green lotus.

Lotus grows step by step, all dharmas are pure!
On the jade pendant around his waist, the purple halo became more and more intense.

On his body, there is a faint condensed blood, which seems to have turned into a white war elephant.

In the void, within ten feet, the clouds were turbulent.

The peak powerhouse among all immortal cultivators, facing the world's strongest grand master!

This is the collision of fairy and mortal!

Seeing Zhang Li walking down the sky, Dongfang Jing waved his hand and said softly: "It's rare to see Mr. Zhang, why don't we talk with each other?"

In the stone pavilion, black and white chess pieces danced and fell separately.

play chess?

Even if he uses literature to enter martial arts, and achieves the state of a great master with the way of swordsmanship, this Eastern Prime Minister is still a literati.

However, this wave of his hand broke the original dignified atmosphere.

Zhang Li nodded, walked to the stone table and sat down.

"Sir, Dongfang Jing is impolite." After Dongfang Jing's voice fell, a black chess piece tapped on the chessboard.

One piece fell, and the nineteen vertical and horizontal lines on the chessboard seemed to come alive.

One sunspot suppresses all directions, and the remaining 360 dots seem to turn into Zhoutian Wanjie.

"With the thunder in the master's hands, he shouldn't have come to this mortal world."

Dongfang Jing stopped and looked at Zhang Li.

The mortal world is not completely ignorant of the immortal world.

From Zhang Li's means, he should not be a mortal cultivator at all.

Zhang Li's face remained unchanged, he pinched a jade white chess piece with his fingertips and pasted it, and said lightly: "The master of the Eastern Kingdom, the world's peak master, a scholar governs the country, and a gentleman with a sword."

He raised his hand, retracted it, and said lightly: "Why do you need to practice demon law?"

Practice demon law!
Baizi faced Heizi directly, without giving in at all, just like two armies meeting, the brave one wins!

The two black and white pieces clashed on the chessboard, as if two armies were facing each other, causing vertical and horizontal lines to intersect, and there was a faint roar of dragon shadows.

Infuse the power of self-cultivation with chess pieces, line up troops, and gather dots and lines.

The chessboard is the battlefield!
At this time, purple light flashed on the jade pendant around Zhang Li's waist, which was clearly due to the strong evil spirit around him.

But here and now, the person closest to him is Dongfang Jing.

No matter how Dongfang Jing probed, Zhang Li pointed it out directly!

You, practiced the demon law.

Dongfang Jing's face remained unchanged, and a chess piece fell down when he raised his hand.

Two black and one white, the three chess pieces finished in the shape of a character, pressing down a corner of the chessboard.

There was a strong wind churning on the chessboard, which was caused by the collision of the true energy that Zhang Li poured into the chess pieces, and the true energy that Dongfang Jing merged into the two sunspots.

Between the palm of your hand, the square inch of the world is the battle between immortals and mortals.

Do not argue or refute.

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Dongfang Jing admitted that he had cultivated the demon method.

The current great master is actually a person who has cultivated the demon law.

Then the entire chaos in Luojing was caused by Dongfang Jing and his subordinates?
Zhang Li followed with a chess piece.

When this child fell, there was a faint aura of wind and thunder, and it also had the power to kill.

If Dongfang Jing really stirred up Luojing's demon chaos, then Zhang would take action immediately.

Grandmaster, so what?
"Om-"

On the chessboard in front of the two, the chess pieces flickered, and the cyan power of true essence collided with the pale white martial arts zhenqi.

The two moved quickly, cutting or connecting, you coming and going, black and white criss-crossed on the table.

The void in front of the two of them seemed to be torn apart in an instant, and the wind was locked within three feet and expanded rapidly.

"Mr. Zhang, whether it's a human or a demon, they are actually just creatures in the world. As long as they abide by the law and respect good and evil, why can't they coexist?" Dongfang Jing buckled a pawn in front of Zhang Li's formed dragon.

After all, he is the great master of the world, the prime minister of a country, and Dongfang Jing's chess skills are superb.

Zhang Li's Dalong was cornered by Dongfang Jingyi.

Looking at the criss-crossing chess pieces in front of him, Zhang Li pondered slightly.

It is possible for Dongfang Jing to take Yu Mengmeng away.

Demons also have feelings.

As Yu Mengmeng's father, Dongfang Jing risked being discovered to save Yu Mengmeng.

Who is the demon who went to Jingyuan Temple to test?

Is it cultivated by Dongfang Jing, or is it cultivated by the royal family worship hall?
Zhang Li will not hurt a demon with love and righteousness.

But Zhang Li will not let go of the demon cultivator who digs out the power of the blood of the monster race and draws the energy and blood of the human race to practice.

It's not because of the duty of guarding disciples that no one cares about, but because of his deeper understanding of mortal cultivation.

The world of mortals is like a scene, and those who wanton vandalism should be punished.

Zhang Li put Yu Mengmeng's small purse on the table.

(End of this chapter)