Purple-robed Heavenly Master? The start was stalemate and someone dug him out

Chapter 43 Master Daoxuan is back!
Zhang Long trembled all over, thinking of everything before, he understood instantly.

How the hell is this evil? This is our ancestor Daoxuan Tianshi from Longhu Mountain.

"What? Who are you calling, real person?"

"Where is the ancestor? Where are the people?"

Immediately, he saw Zhang He in the distance, holding the Tianxuan Realm in his hand and sticking out his tongue, and stood up excitedly: "Ancestor, feel honored for me!"

As soon as the Tianxuan realm comes out.

The vast purple energy formed a long river in the sky, which was more terrifying than the sword Galaxy offered by Murong Ying.

That aura was like that of a heavenly being. Under this aura, countless demons knelt down, kowtowed, and begged for mercy.

Zhang Yi had already obtained 10% of Daoxuan Tianshi's skill at this time, and his eyes squinted, like a cold light shining directly into his soul.

With his hands behind his back, he looked down and saw Zhang Long and others with a slight smile on his lips.

Zhang Long's eyes were dull: "This look is really that of my ancestor. I have seen it in the portrait before."

At this moment, the rest of the people in Longhu Mountain also reacted.

This damn monster is the ancestor Daoxuan Tianshi they have been searching for so hard.

"Holy shit, is this the ancestor? Are we still attacking him?"

"Wori, Senior Brother Zhang He, please stop, this is such an ancestor, don't hit him!"

After the Longhu Mountain disciples reacted, they rushed towards Zhang He, trying to stop him.

But at this time, Zhang He was already wrapped in the purple energy of the Tianxuan Realm, and he could not feel the vast purple energy on Zhang Yi at all, thinking that it was produced by his own magic weapon.

His mind was filled with the excitement of slaying demons and becoming famous.

"Damn it, don't let these Taoist priests steal my head!" Murong Ying gritted his teeth and swung his sword down suddenly.

The sword energy gathered by the Milky Way fell from the sky, cutting the entire void into pieces, and bursts of shattering sounds could be heard out of thin air.

Thunder and lightning fell from the sky, and the lightning disaster that traveled thousands of miles would kill anyone who touched it.

Zhang Yi, on the other hand, stood quietly in the middle with his hands behind his back. At this time, there was a trace of calmness on his face.

The corpse energy around him had been replaced by purple energy, and the black robe fell with the wind, revealing his broken purple robe.

Purple-robed zombie, this is Master Daoxuan!
A trace of surprise flashed across Murong Ying's expression, and was soon replaced by excitement: "It takes no effort at all. It saves me the trouble of searching for you everywhere."

The original mission was to capture Zhang Yi's body and return it to the mountain gate, but now he could kill two birds with one stone.

As soon as the purple robe came out, everyone was shocked. The ancestor they had been searching for was actually in front of them.

Zhang He's eyes widened, and his hands holding the Tianxuan realm were shaking. This is the ancestor.

Master, you actually asked me to use the Sky Profound Realm to attack the ancestor. If Longhushan found out about this, wouldn’t it mean that he would be deducted from the title of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestor?
The Tianxuan Realm suddenly retreated, and the vast purple energy began to trace back again.

bang——

On the top of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Xuan sprayed a mouthful of blood three meters away. His expression instantly became sluggish, and he was extremely shocked: "What is this bastard doing? Has the purple energy he just borrowed returned?"

This move caused a backlash to everyone in the entire mountain sect.

Some Taoist priests even yelled: With such a good opportunity, as long as this monster is killed, there will be favors on the side of Heaven.

What on earth is he doing?
Zhang Xuan immediately used the Tianxuan Realm to question Zhang He.

Zhang He looked at the scene in the sky in a daze, and drops of blood flowed from his mouth and nose. It was not only the people of Longhu Mountain who suffered the backlash, but the most serious one was Zhang He.

He couldn't bear such a vast purple energy. All the strange tendons and eight meridians were broken, and there were problems with the internal organs in his body.

Facing the Heavenly Master's questioning, he just stared blankly at the scene in the sky.

The purple-robed cloud stood in the void.

His feet were suspended, with the Galaxy Sword Qi under his feet, and the Five Heavens and Nine Thunders above his head.

One step forward is an abyss, and one step back is also a place of eternal doom. But for some reason, that purple robe gave people a feeling of calmness, as if the catastrophe of heaven and earth and the murderous intention of the galaxy were not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Everyone looked at the purple figure in the sky.

Zhang Yi smiled faintly and looked down at his hands. The skin and flesh were still the same, but now they were filled with purple energy.

"How powerful is Daoxuan Tianshi as soon as he succeeds? It seems that I really underestimated him."

"This world can't tolerate him, and it can't tolerate me, so I will smash this world to pieces. Why is there no place for us in this world?"

Zhang Yi, who was talking to himself, suddenly raised his head.

His gaze became as sharp as a sword, and the purple aura around him transformed into a sword from the sky. Just such a sharp light forced everyone to close their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, before the killing move comes.

Zhang Yi shouted: "Tianshi Sword! It's time to fight me again!"

As soon as the words fell, a crisp sound came from the air.

Immediately, a flash of white light directly chopped up the dark clouds above his head, and then flew into Zhang Yi's side.

Take a closer look and you will see that this white light is the Heavenly Master Sword.

Tianshi Sword also felt the aura around Zhang Yi, it was back, everything was back.

It made a crisp sword cry, as if it was cheering for the return of Master Daoxuan.

Zhang Yi stared at it and smiled lightly: "Fight again?"

Immediately, he stretched out his skeletal hand and grasped the hilt of the sword tightly. In an instant, a purple aura swept across the entire earth like a long dragon.

Ninety thousand miles above the long wind.

The wind blew the entire earth layer by layer.

"Master Daoxuan. This is his breath when he was alive." Below, the Red Lotus Ghost King covered his chest, surprised.

How could she forget this smell? It is the Qi of Daoxuan Tianshi.

Xiaobai covered his mouth and looked moved: "The Heavenly Master is really back?"

He is back.

Zhang Zhiwei and others, all breathless. Before they died, they looked at Zhang Yi, wrapped in purple robes, with his Tao Qi lasting forever, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"My ancestor is as handsome as the one in the book."

The junior brother laughed and said: "Nonsense, the ancestor is a man with a sword, a thunderous thunder above his head, and three thousand sword energy at his feet. He is obviously more handsome than in the book."

Several people laughed and coughed up blood.

Zhang Long and other Longhu Mountain disciples were already kneeling on the ground, their mouths wide open and squirming, but it was difficult to say a word.

This figure is really the return of the Heavenly Master.

"Old friend, I still feel this way." Zhang Yi waved the sword in his hand gently, and his breath flowed out gently.

The long wind blew up Zhang Yi's tattered Taoist robe, and spread the peach blossoms along the mountains and rivers to the Tianxuan Realm.

It was revealed to Longhu Mountain.

This unique purple aura caused the three thousand flying swords of the Longhu Mountain Sword Pavilion to tremble crazily, causing the Jiuyou Cold Pond to freeze every inch.

Under the sword pavilion, Zhang Qingsong, who was holding a broom, raised his head slightly: "Teacher, you still picked up the Tianshi Sword?"

"You're back?" He knelt down to Dongfang, and he finally came back.

The long wind picked up Taoist energy and blew through the robes of three thousand Taoist priests.

Zhang Xuan stood up staggeringly, looking at his purple robe and feeling the breeze: "He's back?"

(End of this chapter)