Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Chapter 178 Mantis? Oriole? Fellow Taoist, please accept the robbery
"You juniors have not even lived to live five hundred years."

"You have a very high self-esteem, and rely on some means to think that the world is vast and you can go anywhere, but in fact the means are ordinary."

"Everyone from a large sect looks like this."

The three Zhaoyuan said in unison.

The seven-striped crown on his head moves automatically in the windless wind, and the seven-striped crown on his body shines brightly. The three pairs of pale gold divine eyes are full of indifference, overlooking all living beings from high above.

Looking at people like Jiang Sheng, Guang Hui, and Yan Xiao is no different from looking at ants.

As soon as the words fell, waves of aqua blue energy surged around Zhaoyuan's body, and the next moment a stormy sea arose.

Huge waves thousands of feet high came overwhelmingly, and for a moment the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and tens of thousands of water waves surged.

The sky breaks apart and the water surges into the sky!
The tens of millions of waves ignored Guang Hui, Yan Xiao and others below and headed straight for Jiang Sheng.

The Qingping Sword trembled and groaned. Jiang Sheng stared closely at the stormy waves coming towards him. As the green lotus wrapped around the Qingping Sword bloomed, the sword energy soared straight into the sky.

"Pudu Mingjing!"

But when you hear the sound of the sword, the wind moves and the water stops.

When the three Zhaoyuan broke free from the light of Purdue Buddha, what they saw was Jiang Sheng, who was neither sad nor happy, and four long swords standing in the air.

In the darkness, a green rainbow suddenly appeared and flew over.

However, there were two more sword chants.

In the next breath, the Qingping Sword burst out with sword light, and the green sword light roared away with wind, fire, thunder and lightning.

The next moment, Jiang Sheng turned the sword attached to his body into a giant sword and slashed out.

"Yan Xiao, why don't you take action!"

At the same time, Jiang Sheng's figure appeared in the blue rainbow flying across the sky.

Is it possible that the female cultivator has some other trump cards?
However, at this moment, Guang Hui didn't know when a compassionate figure had risen behind him.

In one breath, Qinghong pierced through the waves and brought up clouds of bursting water vapor, heading straight for Zhaoyuan.

Zhaoyuan only felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and there was no sound. Suddenly, there was a strong wind and thunder and fire, as if the sky and the earth were cracking.

In an instant, Zhaoyuan felt that there were brilliant sword lights rising into the sky from all directions, and the mighty water breath blew in the wind, making it difficult for him to distinguish between east, west and north.

However, the blue and white sword lights ignored the surging water waves.

When the thunder resounded, Qinghong had already arrived in front of Zhaoyuan.

Zhaoyuan clasped his hands in vain, and practiced all his magic power, converging into an extremely condensed blue aurora.

The blue and white swords pointed at Zhaoyuan at the same time, and two sword lights, one white and one green, from the east and west sides crossed the sky and crossed at the same time.

For a moment, the sky and the earth were dark, and only a sword light shot into the sky.

Three rays of water-blue light broke through the air, and the terrifying power of cutting off the river and dividing the sea failed, hitting the barrier of the mansion, making the entire mansion begin to tremble.

On the Qingping Sword, the sword glow was hesitant and its murderous intent was restrained.

At the same time, the four swords moved.

The Buddha's light is supremely compassionate, clearing the mind and purifying the mind, allowing people to achieve great enlightenment and turn back the sea of ​​suffering.

Before Zhaoyuan could take a breath, the Qingping Sword in the south pointed at him again, and this time, only Zhaoyuan himself was left, and there was no clone to block the sword for him.

In a moment, green light suddenly appeared.

In a moment, the wind and water rise, and the water and sky are connected.

The murderous intention suddenly appeared, and Zhaoyuan woke up.

The wind moves and the water flows.

The Ruoshui Sword located in the north pointed at Zhaoyuan in the air, and a burst of high-spirited sword energy burst out, turning into a sky-high sword and slashing away.

When Qinghong passed by, the raging waves were cut open by the sword, wind and thunder that followed.

The two Zhaoyuan shot out a series of water-blue spears at the same time, and the monstrous water vapor began to roll and spread, as if to open up the sword formation.

However, to Zhaoyuan's expectation, Qinghong did not come towards him.

The compassionate figure smiled and picked up a little flower, and an extremely tiny white light shot out.

The sound of rushing water resounded, and as the breeze floated, Zhaoyuan's expression unknowingly relaxed, as if he was immersed in the realm of water and sky.

Breathing a long sigh of relief, the other two Zhaoyuan took action together, activating the tyrannical power of the Nascent Soul Realm to break through the sword formation.

The three Zhaoyuan raised their hands at the same time, and saw the hazy water vapor rolling, and instantly turned into three aqua blue lights surging out.

Hearing Jiang Sheng's loud shout, Zhao Yuan subconsciously looked at another high-grade golden elixir female cultivator present.

The next moment, the clear brilliance bloomed all over the sky and the earth, the brilliant light of the Purifying Buddha penetrated the palace, and the beam of light a hundred feet thick shot straight into the sky and enveloped the three Zhaoyuan.

Zhaoyuan's pale golden eyes suddenly widened, and the sword light flew over. With a sword strike, the sword energy strangled his body.

The Qingping Sword, the Qingbai Sword and the Ruoshui Sword are divided into four directions, anchoring the east, west, south and north.

In an instant, another clone was wiped out, and a sword mark was cut out on Zhaoyuan's face.

The three swords, Qingping Sword and Qingbai Sword, circled around Jiang Sheng. As Jiang Sheng's magic power surged, the blue Ruoshui Sword also condensed and took shape.

At that moment, Zhaoyuan subconsciously shot out the blue aurora in his hand.

The extremely condensed blue aurora collided with the green rainbow.

Suddenly, there was a silent roar, and the terrifying aftermath was released. The strong wind was raging, and the thunder and fire were fierce.

The faint blue aurora finally smashed the green rainbow and stirred away, shattering the darkness of the sky and the earth.

When the scenery of heaven and earth returned to Zhaoyuan's eyes, a Qingfeng, which was all black and covered with green lotus, had also arrived in front of him.

The next moment, Qing Feng started whimpering and thunder exploded.

Zhaoyuan looked at his heart. He didn't know when the Qi Zhang Gun uniform on his body had broken. All the Qingping swords measuring three feet, six inches and two inches were inserted into his heart. There was also a blood hole the size of a fist on Jiang Sheng's chest. , you can see the scenery behind Jiang Sheng through the front.

You can even see the flesh and bones around the blood hole, and the damaged internal organs in Jiang Sheng's body.

Zhaoyuan could sense Jiang Sheng's rapidly passing vitality.

Even so, the Qingping sword in Jiang Sheng's hand still pinned Zhao Yuan.

The next moment, the blue and white swords slashed from the left and right, piercing Zhao Yuan's body again.

The sword energy was raging in the body, and Zhaoyuan's remaining soul lost its magical support and turned into a stream of light and flew into the collapsed ruins without a trace.

And this body was broken into pieces and scattered into pure spiritual energy.

Only then did Jiang Sheng fall from the sky.

Guang Hui looked at Jiang Sheng's helpless and falling body quietly, with uncertainty in her eyes.

Suddenly, a figure rose into the air and caught Jiang Sheng.

Zhang Qing, who had been hiding, finally appeared, holding Jiang Sheng's injured body with one hand, rolling up the Mianqi Gong uniform, sealing ribbon and jade wat with the other hand, and slowly fell back to the ground.

The remnant soul of Zhao Yuan disappeared.

The clone that Yueyue Zhenren relied on was gone.

It seems that the matter has been solved perfectly, but no one has gained anything. Now the two strongest people are still seriously injured.

The situation changed too fast, and Yan Xiao suddenly realized that at this time, he was actually the most powerful person in the palace.

Moreover, he also has two helpers, Du Yu and Chen Guang, beside him.

Is it possible that this treasure of the Relic Palace is really going to fall into the hands of their Qianji Sect?

Du Yu also discovered this at this time. He looked at Guang Hui, who was lying on the ground in a miserable state, and then looked at Ling Yuan, who was caught by the female cultivator and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Du Yu couldn't help but feel a sense of murderous intention. If he took the opportunity to deal with these two high-grade golden elixirs, then their Qianji Sect would be in trouble.
"Don't think too much!"

Yan laughed and shouted, causing Du Yu to wake up. Du Yu was sweating profusely at this time. He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to kill Guang Hui and Lingyuan together.

Now think about it, if you do this, let alone whether these two people have any back-ups, even if you really kill Guang Hui and Lingyuan, what will happen next?

Can Dajin Zen Temple and Penglai Dao Sect be offended by their Qianji Sect?
Moreover, do these two people really have no back-up plan?
Do you really believe in them so much that you are willing to hand your back to them?
At this moment, the palace has been completely reduced to ruins. The front hall, back hall and middle hall have all collapsed, and none of the surrounding ancillary palaces and pavilions have survived.

Amidst the waves of fighting, only this space is still intact.

Zhang Qing looked at Jiang Sheng who was forced to sit cross-legged, and said through a message: "How are you, Taoist Master?"

Jiang Sheng nodded slightly, said nothing, closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and cultivated quietly.

During his lifetime, Zhaoyuan was the Lord of the Shinto Palace in the realm of divine transformation, but now a ray of his remnant soul is attached to the avatar of Zhenyue Yueyue, and he still displays terrifying strength.

In the end, if Guang Hui hadn't weakened Zhao Yuan first with a full blow, Jiang Sheng's Ruoshui Sword Formation wouldn't have been able to kill him at all.

Even so, Zhaoyuan's faint blue aurora also penetrated Jiang Sheng's body, and the dark and cold divine power on it was like tarsal maggots raging in Jiang Sheng's meridians, hindering the operation of Jiang Sheng's magic power. Jiang Sheng was not allowed to repair his injuries.

Yan Xiao looked at the two men on both sides who were recovering from their injuries, and signaled Du Yu and Chen Guang to search the ruins of the apse.

Just now, she saw with her own eyes a little fluorescent light submerged into the ruins. It was obvious that Lord Zhaoyuan would not die so easily.

Sure enough, Du Yu and Chen Guang soon discovered an intact picture scroll among the ruins.

Yan Xiao looked at the scroll carefully and then said: "Taoist Priest Lingyuan and Master Guanghui, these are the only things in this ruined mansion."

"We can't get out now anyway, why don't we make plans after we separate?"

Before he finished speaking, the entire palace suddenly started to shake.

Yan Xiao looked up in shock, and saw that the sky of the Yifu began to dim, and then broke into pieces. Large pieces of jade fell down, and the ground continued to crack.

What's happening here? !

"Good disciple, have you got everything?"

Master Yueyue's voice suddenly came.

The expressions of Yan Xiao, Chen Guang, Du Yu and Abao all changed.

Yueyue Zhenren!

Yes, the real person Yueyue is just a clone inside.

If something goes wrong with the clone, the real person will definitely come in person!

But now that Master Yueyue has arrived, are you really not afraid of the wrath of Nanhai?

The sky was shattered and the earth was shattered, bricks and tiles shattered and fell all over the sky, and the palace was shaking as if it was being bombarded indiscriminately.

At this time, at the bottom of the abyss of the Xuanmo Sea, the pale mana around the real person Yueyue continued to shoot out, and the powerful force bombarded the bottom of the abyss, exploding large areas of rolling sea water and silt.

The bottom of the abyss is gradually becoming turbid, and the Tianluo Divine Mansion, which originally still had some spiritual light flowing around it, has now become completely dim.

Suddenly, Tianluo Shenfu collapsed and shrank inwards.

Surprise flashed in Master Yueyue's eyes, and then shock.

Because after the Tianluo Divine Mansion collapsed, it disappeared without a trace!

"No! Void!"

After realizing something, Master Yueyue immediately turned into a pale stream of light and rose into the sky, heading straight beyond the realm of mountains and rivers.

At the same time, Jiang Sheng, Guang Hui and others in Tianluo Divine Mansion all appeared in the chaotic void.

Outside the world of mountains and rivers, a kind-faced old man looked at the people who suddenly appeared with a smile, looked at the scroll of paintings again, and nodded with a smile: "Not bad, Ah Bao, you are indeed lucky, this can make you happy." You found the treasure.”

The chaotic void is a place where ordinary monks can stay.

Jindan Zhenren can't stay here permanently, let alone A Bao, a young man in the Qi training realm.

The old man shrouded Ah Bao with a clear light, and the painting was rolled around him.

At this time, the old man looked at Jiang Sheng, Guang Hui, Yan Xiao and others: "Oh, there are a few injured juniors here."

Zhang Qing saw the old man's eyes looking at the crown robe beside her, and couldn't help but smile: "If you really like it, you might as well take these things."

The old man nodded with satisfaction. Just as he was about to take these things, he suddenly smiled and said: "That's all, this is what you got. If you take the things of the younger generation, it will look like I don't have any shame."

After saying that, the old man turned around and left with Ah Bao.

However, at this moment, a roar was heard: "Thief! Where are you going with my things?!"

The roar was like thunder, resounding through the void and shaking all directions.

An astonishing power rose from the mountains and rivers, and everyone looked at it in horror.

But the brilliance is dazzling, shining brightly on the world.

A ten thousand-foot-long divine man burst out from the barrier of the mountains and rivers.

The god is wearing a Xuanyue robe, a crown on his head, his eyes are long and narrow, and his murderous intent is sky-high!
The Wan Zhang Divine Man took one step forward and skipped everyone before arriving in front of the old man.

The vast and majestic god-man is like a real god, standing in the chaotic void, anchored in the earth, water, wind and fire.

On his left arm is a hundred-foot-long underworld dragon entwined, and in his right hand he holds a bright moon orb. The ghostly light wheel behind his head rotates, and the ghostly feather belt is erratic, shattering the wind, thunder and fire.

The majestic power even obscures the chaotic starlight, as if it is the only one in the world.

This is the Dharma form of Zhenren Yueyue, the Emperor of Yinyue!

Looking at this Dharma image that reaches the sky and the earth, Ah Bao, who was sheltered by the old man, was fighting, and he recalled his experience of being slapped to death by Master Yueyue.

Yan Xiao, Du Yu, and Chen Guang looked even pale.

The pressure of the divine form was as strong as heaven and earth, making them feel suffocated.

"Good disciple, where is the thing?!"

Emperor Yinyue looked at Zhang Qing with his narrow eyes.

Zhang Qing handed Mianqi and Gunfu away with her hands, and said at the same time: "Master, the remnant soul of the fallen God Mingyu is in the scroll in that person's hand."

Picture scroll? !
Emperor Yinyue looked at the old man.

The old man smiled bitterly and looked helpless: "Hey, I have been planning my whole life, and I thought I had all the plans, but in the end, I still fell into the calculations of big sects like you and became a pawn."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yinyue suddenly felt a bad feeling.

Suddenly, another Dharma image emerged in the chaotic void.

A dharma image: three eyes, long beard, wearing a seven-star crown and a Bagua robe, holding a seven-story mysterious pagoda in one hand, and a dragon sword in the other.

This is the Dharma of Daoyan Heavenly Lord of Zhenren Daoyan.

Another Dharma sign: kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a little bit of white hair between the eyebrows, wearing a lotus crown, wearing a white moon robe, holding flowers in one hand and holding a pure vase in the other.

This is Master Huitong’s Dharma of the World-Transferring Lord.

And beside these two Dharma signs, there are two more Dharma signs appearing.

Fully four deity-incarnations have manifested their Dharma.

Or the Buddhist sage with a compassionate face holding an alms bowl in his hand, or the Taoist heavenly king who drives thunder and fire with majesty and solemnity.

The four Dharma figures surrounded the old man and the real Yuanyue in the middle.

At this time, Master Yueyue's face had changed: "Penglai Taoist Sect! Dajin Zen Temple!"

"You actually joined forces?!"

The clear light rippled out, and Jiang Sheng, Guang Hui, Zhang Qing, Yan Xiao and others were sent back to the mountains and rivers without a sound.

Master Dao Yan bowed to Master Yu Yue at this time.

"Fellow Taoist is haunted by calamity, so I ask fellow Taoist to respond to the calamity."

(End of this chapter)