There is an immortal world in me

Chapter 781
"No, there is a Jindan Dzogchen monk...".Jiang Hui immediately discovered that the green-haired old man in a brocade robe was a Golden Core Dzogchen monk.

"Ok……".Liang Zicheng also looked at the four green-haired monks, and then he set his sights on the Golden Core Dzogchen monk.

"Senior Brother Liang, you deal with the three Jindan late-stage cultivators, and I will deal with the Jindan Dzogchen...".Liang Zicheng was about to speak, but Jiang Hui spoke first.

"it is good……".Liang Zicheng looked at Jiang Hui, then nodded.

"Old dog, how dare you fight me..."After Jiang Hui pointed to the old man in brocade robe, he ran straight into the distance.

"So brave...".The brocade-robed green-haired monk immediately chased after Jiang Hui after speaking.

"kill him……".Seeing that his senior brother had already started, the thin green-haired old man pointed his finger at Liang Zicheng.

With a pinch of the Fa Jue in Zhaxu's hand, a magic weapon several feet long and with nine small rings hanging on its back flew out instantly.

Then the black light flashed and shot out suddenly.

Seeing this, the thin old man raised his arm, and a gray crutch with the thickness of an arm flew into the air with a flash of gray light, and at the same time, it slammed down suddenly.

And the seductive woman flipped her palm, and a black flower bag appeared in her hand.

Immediately afterwards, the flower bag flew up instantly with a shake of his palm, and at the same time, the black glow of the flower bag flashed down, and the petals on it also bloomed rapidly one by one.

After the petals were all in full bloom, there was a "boom", and the black flowers exploded into pollen that shone with black light.

"Humph".Liang Zicheng snorted lightly, and his figure disappeared directly in front of the three of them.

Immediately afterwards, Liang Zicheng's figure appeared in front of the big man Zhaxu.

"Junior brother, be careful..."The old man immediately shouted loudly.

While the old man was yelling, the big man with green hair and beard had already drawn his long sword from his waist.

"court death!"

The big man with green hair and beard yelled angrily, swung his sword and stabbed at Liang Zicheng's heart.

The angle is tricky and sharp, and the shot is decisive and ruthless. It is obvious that he has the intention to kill, and he will not rest until death!

In the eyes of his two apprentice brothers, that Jinghong sword was as fast as lightning.

But in Liang Zicheng's eyes, the trajectory of that sword was clearly visible.

Raise your hand at will.

The long sword lay across his heart like lightning, precisely blocking the stabbing sword.

The pupils of the big man with green hair and beard suddenly shrank, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

But soon, he recovered from the shock, quickly withdrew his long sword, then changed the angle and stabbed Liang Zicheng again.

In his opinion, Liang Zicheng's ability to block his sword just now was entirely due to his good luck.

As for the next sword, Liang Zicheng definitely did not have such good luck to block it again.

However, the facts were completely beyond his expectations.

When that sword was about to stab Liang Zicheng's body, the seemingly useless long sword blocked the sword's edge accurately, and perfectly intercepted that sword again...

The big man with green hair and beard opened his eyes wide, filled with disbelief.

He simply couldn't accept this fact, Liang Zicheng actually blocked his stabbing sword again!

If the first time was luck, what is it this time?

It is absolutely impossible to have such good luck!

"impossible!"

The big man with green hair and beard yelled, and stabbed more than a dozen swords at Liang Zicheng frantically, forming a blur of sword shadows, stabbing at Liang Zicheng densely, so fast that it was dizzying and dizzying.

Not to mention the early-stage Golden Core monks, even the Golden Core Dzogchen monks cannot parry his fierce offensive.

But Liang Zicheng held his left hand behind his back, and raised his long sword casually with his right hand to resist.That casual look didn't seem to be parrying at all, but rather perfunctory coping.

But it was this seemingly perfunctory coping that allowed the long sword to form a tight defense net that could not be splashed with water, intercepting all the swords stabbed by the green-haired and bearded man.

Ding Ding Ding!
For a moment, the blades collided one after another, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, causing sparks to fly everywhere.

"I...I read it right! This person intercepted at will, and followed all the attacks of the younger brother!" The old man's expression changed immediately.

Hearing the exclamation of his senior brother, the big man with green hair and beard became more and more panicked.The swordsmanship he used also became more and more chaotic, and in the end it completely turned into a random stab.

Before he knew it, the big man with green hair and beard was covered in cold sweat.He found that no matter how fierce his offensive was, it was useless in front of Liang Zicheng.

"Let me tell you how the sword is used!" Liang Zicheng uttered a word indifferently, and then he dodged sideways, avoiding the sword slashed by the big man with green hair and beard.

At the same time, Liang Zicheng stabbed forward like lightning.

Just a stab at understatement!
Pfft!

A sword through the heart!
The movement of the green-haired and bearded man froze for an instant when he swung his sword, and he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

He lowered his head slowly, staring at the long sword piercing his chest with eyes full of disbelief, then he fell backwards with his head up and died on the spot.

The place was dead silent.

The rest of the green-haired monks stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of them, their eyes filled with disbelief.

All this happened so fast that no one was caught off guard.

Just now, the big man with green hair and beard attacked, and Liang Zicheng defended.

The next moment, the big man with green hair and beard died.

"Junior brother..." The emaciated old man with green hair and the seductive woman with green hair called out in unison.

Just now his junior had the upper hand, so they were not attacking Liang Zicheng, but at the next moment, his junior died directly.

"Brother, let's avenge our brother...".The seductive woman with green hair gave a loud shout, and immediately after shaking her palm, the flower bag flew up instantly, and at the same time, the black glow of the flower bag flashed down, and the petals on it also bloomed rapidly one by one.

After the petals were all in full bloom, there was a "boom", and the black flowers exploded into pollen that shone with black light.

"Junior Sister, I'll help you..." After the green-haired old man said, he turned his palm, and a bronze mirror with black patterns appeared in his hand.

Then with a shake of the palm, the bronze mirror flew into the air in a flash, and at the same time, a black light flashed on the surface of the bronze mirror, shooting out a black beam of light.

Seeing this, Liang Zicheng raised his arm, and the bright silver gun flew out with a flash of black light, and then rushed towards the petal in a flash.

At the same time, his figure flickered and rushed directly towards the emaciated old man with green hair.

"Boy, I want to avenge my junior brother...".

A thick aura erupted from the green-haired thin old man's body, and a black mist immediately appeared on his fist.

The emaciated old man with green hair punched a few meters away, and the black mist turned into a shadow of a fist, blasting towards Liang Zicheng at top speed.

Because the fist shadow moved too fast, the fist shadow no longer looked like a fist shadow, but a long blurred shadow.

In Liang Zicheng's eyes, however, this fuzzy long phantom was as slow as a tortoise crawling.

Liang Zicheng just casually dodged sideways, and easily avoided the shadow of the fist.

After the fist shadow fell into the air, it landed on the floor behind Liang Zicheng.

boom!
Only a bang was heard.

The stone floor was instantly shattered by the fist shadow!
When the emaciated old man with green hair was surprised why Liang Zicheng was able to dodge his attack, Liang Zicheng had already struck out like lightning.

He strode forward with a vigorous step, and before the emaciated green-haired old man swung his second punch, he appeared in front of him with lightning speed.

One punch.

With just a random punch, the emaciated green-haired old man vomited blood and flew backwards.

The emaciated old man with green hair fell on the door of the Sutra Pavilion, and then fell back to the ground, losing his vitality directly.

Liang Zicheng looked at the last green-haired woman at this time.

At this time, the green-haired woman was cornered by Liang Zicheng's bright silver gun.

Several magic weapons on his body have been broken by the bright silver gun.

"go……".Liang Zicheng tapped lightly, and suddenly a flying sword flew towards the green-haired woman.

At this time, the green-haired lady was fully guarding against Liang Zicheng's silver gun, and she never thought that Liang Zicheng would kill his senior brother so quickly.

"呵...呵...".The green-haired woman was directly killed by Liang Zicheng's flying sword magic weapon.

With one move, Liang Zicheng directly put the storage bags of the three monks in his hand.

He glanced around, and immediately released his consciousness.

Soon after, Jiang Hui and the old man in brocade robe appeared in Liang Zicheng's consciousness.

At this moment, the Jindan Dzogchen monk was surrounded by four eighth-order zombies.

On the other hand, Jiang Hui sent out flying swords from time to time to attack the green-haired cultivator with golden elixir Dzogchen.

At this moment, the Jindan Dzogchen green-haired monk already has many wounds on his body, and his defeat is only a matter of time.

"what……"!Liang Zicheng let out a small sigh, and then put his consciousness on the body of the eighth-rank zombie.

This eighth-order zombie is different from the other three zombies, because this eighth-order zombie has no hands or feet.

It's just that his combat power seems to be higher than that of the other three zombies.

The one who caused the most wounds on the Golden Core Dzogchen monk was this eighth-order zombie without hands and feet.

Moreover, his defense seemed a little ridiculously high, and he was not afraid of the flying sword attack of the Golden Core Dzogchen monk with green hair.

Every time, he used his body to resist the flying sword attack of Jindan Dzogchen monk.

"Where did Junior Brother Jiang get this eighth-order zombie?"Liang Zicheng's eyes were full of doubts.

When he left the inheritance cave last time, Jiang Hui seemed to have only three eighth-order zombies.

"Senior brother, the Sutra Pavilion of Tianmomen is just ahead, let's go there quickly...".At this time, there were bursts of shouts in the distance.

Liang Zicheng's expression changed, and he quickly rushed to the scripture storage pavilion of Tianmomen.

He can ignore Jiang Hui's demon mentality, but he will get the treasure map no matter what.

The treasure map is a necessary treasure for him to exchange for the purple heart gem.

After entering the door, Liang Zicheng saw the layout of the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.Rows of bookshelves are neatly arranged, and the entire layout is roughly divided into three areas, the area for martial arts, the area for fighting skills, and the area for miscellaneous books.

The space inside the pavilion is not so big. The entire Sutra Library Pavilion is filled with densely packed books, which dazzles the viewers. Liang Zicheng walked inside immediately after entering the room.

He quickly scanned the books here with his spiritual sense, hoping to find the treasure map.

"Quick, here is the body of the green-haired monk...".At this time, a voice came from outside the scripture storage pavilion.

"Someone entered the Sutra Pavilion before us, everyone, go in quickly...".Another voice came over.

After Liang Zicheng heard it, his expression changed again.

He didn't expect these monks to come here so soon.

Liang Zicheng gritted his teeth, and then quickly ran towards the third floor.

Now that other monks have arrived here, he must first get the Heavenly Demon Heart Technique, and then come to find the treasure map.

Soon Liang Zicheng's figure appeared on the third floor.

There are a total of five bookcases in the Sutra Pavilion on the third floor, and there are a variety of exercise secret books on them.

Liang Zicheng quickly scanned through these cheat books with his spiritual sense, hoping to find the treasure map and the Heavenly Demon Heart Technique.

"Advanced level of Huang, Blood Fiend Saber Technique." "Eagle Claw Skill, advanced level of Huang." "Eight Magical Sounds", "Great Echo Technique", etc., etc., Liang Zicheng checked them one by one.

Soon Liang Zicheng's figure paused, and then his eyes were placed on a cabinet.

I saw a book quietly floating above the cabinet, the style of the book was similar to the one Liang Zicheng got in the [-]-story demon tower.

Liang Zicheng's spiritual sense immediately swept towards the book, only to see the four characters "Heavenly Demon Heart Method" written on it.

"Heavenly Demon Heart Technique...".Liang Zicheng was overjoyed, and quickly caught him.

"stop……".At this time, a loud shout came from the stairs.

Immediately afterwards, an obese mid-term Golden Core cultivator appeared there.

Liang Zicheng didn't even look at the Golden Core cultivator, and then stretched out his hand, and put the Heavenly Demon Heart Technique into the storage bag.

"Boy, hand over the cheat book and I'll spare you..."The eyes of the obese middle-stage Golden Core cultivator were full of anger.

It never occurred to him that Liang Zicheng would ignore his warning and put the cheat book into the storage bag.

"If you want a cheat book, you can get it yourself...".Liang Zicheng didn't talk too much nonsense with such a fat middle-stage Jindan monk.

He still has to look for the treasure map. If Yuanying Zhenjun comes in, then he will have no time to look for the treasure map.

"So brave...".After finishing speaking, the obese middle-stage Jindan monk took out a delicate scimitar.

The obese mid-stage Jindan monk pulled out the exquisite scimitar, and then stimulated the spiritual energy in his body to gather on the scimitar in his hand, and the blue blade instantly turned black.

"It's your honor to die under the famous martial arts!"

The obese middle-stage Jindan monk looked at Liang Zicheng with the eyes of a dying person.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful the young man in front of him is, it is impossible for him to be his opponent.

Not to mention that there won't be a Jindan early-stage monk who can take his attack.

"Boy, if you can take my stab, I won't kill you!" The obese mid-stage Jindan monk said to Liang Zicheng in a superior tone.

His eyes were full of contempt.

Liang Zicheng didn't answer, but just looked indifferently at the fat mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, quietly waiting for him to make a move.

He simply has no time to waste with the obese middle-stage Golden Core cultivator, and he still has to look for the treasure map.

Seeing that Liang Zicheng didn't answer, the obese middle-stage Golden Core cultivator didn't say any more. He kicked his feet on the ground and jumped up in an instant, slashing at Liang Zicheng's head with a knife in both hands.

Black Wind Slash!
When the knife was cut down, a black air was released in an instant, and then separated into several air blades in mid-air, and fell towards the top of Liang Zicheng's head, covering his head and face, completely blocking all Liang Zicheng's dodging directions.

These air blades are a mixture of aura and air, not only extremely dense, but also very sharp. If hit by these air blades, the Foundation Establishment cultivator will be dismembered in an instant.

Even the opponents of Jindan monks will definitely suffer serious injuries after being hit by these air blades!
Facing such a terrifying blow, he believed that it was absolutely impossible for Liang Zicheng to take it.

However, Liang Zicheng stood there as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring the air blade falling towards him.

Just in the blink of an eye, those air blades hit Liang Zicheng's body and messed up Liang Zicheng's hair, but they didn't cause any damage to Liang Zicheng's body!

Some of the air knives that missed Liang Zicheng fell on the floor under Liang Zicheng's feet, cutting the bluestone floor into pieces in an instant.

All of this happened so fast that the obese mid-stage Golden Core cultivator hadn't even seen what was going on.

Liang Zicheng stepped on the ground with one foot, and his body spurted out in an instant. His ethereal figure carried a sharp sword light, and crossed with the obese mid-stage Jindan monk in mid-air.

Compared with Liang Zicheng's lightning-fast movements, the obese middle-stage Jindan monk moved in mid-air like a snail.

In just a moment, Liang Zicheng landed on the floor behind the fat mid-stage Jindan monk.

However, the obese mid-stage Golden Core cultivator was still in mid-air, his feet broke from his knees instantly, and a large amount of blood splashed out from the breaks in all directions.

It wasn't until he fell forward on the floor that he howled like a pig being killed.

In the whole scene, apart from the miserable howling of the fat Golden Core monk, there was no other sound.

A fire snake technique in Liang Zicheng's hand immediately flew out.

"No……".The obese middle-stage Golden Core cultivator let out a loud cry, and then stopped breathing.

After Liang Zicheng killed the obese mid-stage Jindan monk, he quickly searched for the treasure map in the three-story scripture pavilion.

To his disappointment, he never found the whereabouts of the treasure map.

Soon Liang Zicheng's figure appeared on the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

At this moment, nine Golden Core cultivators have arrived on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

While carefully checking the treasures on the second floor of the Sutra Library, they were wary of other monks.

At this time, every monk is careful about Yiyi. They are not only hunting for treasures, but also guarding against sneak attacks from other monks. After all, treasures are touching, and no one knows if there will be a lunatic among so many people. Once he relaxes his vigilance, the consequences will be unimaginable.

### The 793rd Treasure Map
If one is not careful, their own life will be ruined. This is not the consequence they are willing to bear. Before there is no treasure, everyone can still be harmonious. With the treasure, everything becomes different.

"This book is mine...".A Golden Core cultivator gave a loud shout, and then pushed a bookshelf over.

After the bookcase fell, a golden light flew out of the bookcase.

Many monks stopped searching for treasures and looked at the golden light on the top of the attic.

No matter which monk on the second floor, he knew that the golden light seemed to be a treasure.

Many monks didn't see what it was, and if they acted rashly, they didn't know what would happen.

What's more, there are many monks from other sects here, so they just stared at the golden light.

"What kind of treasure is this, break it for me...".A broad-faced Golden Core cultivator couldn't help but make a move.

A flying sword quickly blasted towards the golden light.

Suddenly, there was a sound like running water, and the golden light surged up, dazzling like a golden sun.

A shocking golden radiance was emitted, covering the entire hall, and the dazzling golden light dazzled everyone's eyes.

The golden light is not threatening at all, just as warm as the morning sun.

But at this moment, there was a muffled sound, like a bell.

Several people looked towards the middle of the light, and a golden object appeared in everyone's sight.

Liang Zicheng quickly looked at the golden object.

Seeing this golden object, Liang Zicheng trembled inexplicably.

I saw a piece of kraft paper floating in the air, one side of golden kraft paper, and all the light was emitted from the kraft paper.

Liang Zicheng trembled inexplicably. This was the treasure map he was looking for. If he got this treasure map, he could exchange it with Han Xueer for the purple heart gem.

"This is the treasure map!"

With two exclamations, two Jindan cultivators from the Heavenly Demon Sect suddenly shouted loudly.

Immediately, the two looked at each other, not knowing whether it was shock or excitement.

Liang Zicheng immediately looked at the two Golden Core cultivators from the Heavenly Demon Sect, as if they also knew about the treasure map.

The golden treasure map is constantly rotating, and every time it rotates, there is a shocking golden light.

Several sounds of piercing the sky sounded, and Liang Zicheng and the two monks from Tianmomen flashed their figures at the same time, and flew towards the treasure map.

Needless to say, all three will fight for this treasure.

To know this treasure, Liang Zicheng obtained the existence of the Purple Heart Gem.

"Boom, boom."

All three of them bombarded each other with one blow, and there was a bang in the attic, and the two monks of Tianmomen retreated violently.

There was a trace of blood on the corners of their mouths, and their faces were pale.

After Liang Zicheng repelled the two Golden Core cultivators from the Heavenly Demon Sect, he directly put the treasure map into the storage ring.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, a Golden Core cultivator of Tianmomen said directly: "Hand over the treasure map, and I will spare you...".

"Boy, you are a monk at the early stage of Jindan, and you want to swallow the treasure map. This is a dream...".Another Jindan cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Sect with a mustache said.

"Humph……".Liang Zicheng just snorted heavily and didn't say much.

Now that he has obtained the treasure map, the most important thing is to leave here and not get entangled with these monks.

However, if these monks provoke him.

He doesn't mind how many people there are.

"How dare I come to meet this kid at the early stage of Golden Core...".The mustache cultivator of Tianmomen left and stood up.

"Everyone get out of the way!" Liang Zicheng stepped forward with great momentum.

The middle-aged Tianmomen Golden Core monk waved to the many Golden Core monks behind him, and many Golden Core monks retreated one after another, leaving enough room for fighting.

"Junior brother, don't keep your hands, one hit will kill you!" The middle-aged Jindan cultivator said directly to Bazihu.

"Brother, don't worry! Within three moves, if this person can still breathe, I will kill myself!" The mustache looked fiercely and his voice was hoarse.

"Hmph." Liang Zicheng smiled lightly, and jokingly said, "Your Excellency speaks so loudly, I hope you can kill yourself when the time comes"!
"Boy, your death is imminent, and you dare to speak hard! Take it to death!" The character Hu couldn't wait, and after everyone retreated, he couldn't wait any longer, screamed wildly, and shot directly.

"Fire Palm!" The mustache blasted violently, and a dazzling fire actually appeared in the air.

Facing the strong attack of the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen, Liang Zicheng did not frown, his feet remained motionless, his arms suddenly raised, and he punched out.

"Crack!" The fists and palms intersected, and what erupted was a crisp sound like gold and stone colliding.

Liang Zicheng didn't use his full strength, he just wanted to see if the mustache would really kill himself after three moves.

Everyone held their breath, and most of them had already pictured in their minds the scene where Liang Zicheng was blown away by a palm.

The next moment, what surprised everyone was that the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen retreated, but Liang Zicheng did not make any movement.

Moreover, the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen stepped back a full seven steps.

"This...impossible!" The cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen steadied his body, and the smile on his face had disappeared, replaced by a huge shock!

Liang Zicheng actually blocked his frontal palm!
And there is no retreat!He also took seven steps back.

This is simply impossible!

Liang Zicheng is only at the early stage of Golden Core, how could he block the blow of a mid-stage Golden Core monk.

So weird!

Incredible!

It's simply beyond everyone's comprehension.

The one who was shocked was not only the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen cultivator, everyone's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of them like a dream.

"Oh my god! A monk at the early stage of Golden Core actually received a blow from a monk at the middle stage of Golden Core!" A Golden Core monk reacted and lost his voice.

Others are even more like hell, going crazy.

"Impossible, this is impossible, the younger brother must not have used his full strength." The middle-aged cultivator of the Tianmomen was also dumbfounded, and said foolishly.

The battle between Liang Zicheng and the cultivator of Bazihu ​​Tianmomen continued.

Liang Zicheng looked at the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen, and said lightly: "Your Excellency, the first move has been made, and you still have two chances. After the two moves, you can kill yourself!"

"Arrogance!" The cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen calmed down and roared, and a long sword with flames appeared in his body.

This is his talisman, the Raging Flame Sword.

"It's no wonder you are so arrogant because you have a middle-grade natal magic weapon." Brother Liang Zicheng looked at the flaming sword in the hands of the monk of Bazihu ​​Tianmomen, and said slowly.

"Boy, you are not too stupid. It is your blessing to die under my flaming sword!" The cultivator of Bazihu ​​Tianmomen showed his natal magic weapon, and he was already confident in his heart. In his eyes, Liang Zicheng was already a dead man.

But Liang Zicheng smiled the next moment, and said: "A mere middle-grade natal magic weapon also wants to kill me. Overestimate your capabilities! I would like to ask, where do you get your confidence from!"

Liang Zicheng saw at a glance that the Raging Flame Sword of the cultivator of Bazihu ​​Tianmomen was a middle-grade natal magic weapon.

"You dare to talk big when you are about to die, you are looking for death!" The cultivator of Bazihu ​​Tianmomen was enraged again, roared angrily, and stabbed out with a sword, "The flames are in the air!"

Lie Yanjian rushed out, and an astonishing pillar of fire appeared, directly attacking Liang Zicheng.

Liang Zicheng was fearless in the face of danger, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

Liang Zicheng just gently blocked the long sword upwards.

"Bang!" The pillar of fire collided with the long sword, and the dazzling sparks, like an explosion, turned into an invisible wave of air in the air, stirring up.

The people around them took a few steps back with horror on their faces.

The second move, the two sides draw!

Liang Zicheng didn't care about everyone's reaction, but looked at the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen, and said indifferently: "It's the second move, the third move, are you going to kill yourself!"

"court death……".The cultivator of Bazihu ​​Tianmomen did not answer Liang Zicheng's words, and attacked Liang Zicheng again.

But this time, Liang Zicheng raised his hand lightly, and blocked the attack of the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen.

"It's already the third move, shouldn't you kill yourself!"Liang Zicheng looked at the monk Hu Tianmomen and said slowly.

"you……".The cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen pointed at Liang Zicheng and was speechless for a while.

How could a middle-stage Golden Core cultivator of him really commit suicide!
He also did not expect that he would not be able to take down Liang Zicheng within three moves.

His face has turned blue at this moment.

"Boy, you are courting death...".Afterwards, the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen shouted again: "You forced me to do this."

"Huh?" Liang Zicheng frowned slightly. Could it be that the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen still has some trump cards?

But it doesn't matter whether the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen has a hole card, because Liang Zicheng is not ready to let the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen leave alive.

Since the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen does not kill himself, he will help him complete it.

"Boy, get ready to die!" The cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen roared again and again, and red flames shot up all over his body, making him feel like he was bathed in flames.

The aura of the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen suddenly rose a lot, and the whole body exuded a more intense heat.

The people around couldn't bear the high temperature of the fire, and retreated again.

Liang Zicheng looked at the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen, and immediately saw the clue, and murmured: "Is it a move to burn your own blood?"

Liang Zicheng's guess was right, the momentum of the cultivators of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen increased, which was caused by the burning of their own blood.

Blood energy is equivalent to the vitality of a monk.

The cultivator of Bazihu ​​Tianmomen burns his own blood and fights with his life. Even if he can defeat Liang Zicheng, he must pay a heavy price.

At this moment, the momentum of the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen has reached the momentum of the monk of Jindan Dzogchen.

At this moment, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Everyone restrained their breathing and didn't blink their eyes, for fear of missing any wonderful shots.

"Boy, pay the price for your arrogance!" the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen roared wildly, and the flames all over his body became more intense.

In the next moment, he stabbed out with a sword, and the flames all over his body exploded, condensing into a flaming sword, and stabbing at Liang Zicheng.

Liang Zicheng's face was calm, and his feet did not shift at all. He patted his palm forward lightly.

"hehe……".At this moment, the middle-aged Golden Core cultivator of Tianmomen has already laughed.

If Liang Zicheng used magic weapons to defend, he might be able to catch his junior brother's move.

But now he just slapped his palm forward lightly, without any defense at all, and he would definitely die.

"Hey"!A Golden Core cultivator sighed, then pointed to Liang Zicheng and said, "This man must die...".

The next moment, a strange scene happened.

"Go" Liang Zicheng said indifferently, and immediately a big golden handprint pressed towards the cultivator of the eight-character Hu Tianmomen.

"Boom!" The golden handprint directly smashed through the fire sword and hit the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen, causing him to fly upside down. After flying more than ten meters in the air, he hit the ground heavily.

"Am I dazzled..."?A Golden Core cultivator rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if he didn't believe the ending at all.

"Junior Brother!" The middle-aged cultivator of Tianmomen finally came to his senses at this moment, wailed, and threw himself on the cultivator of Tianmomen with a mustache.

"Master...brother..." The cultivator of Bazihu ​​Tianmomen was drenched in blood. Looking at it like this, he couldn't live long at all.

"Senior brother is here, senior brother is here." The middle-aged monk of Tianmomen Jindan hurriedly sent spiritual power to the monk of Bazihu ​​Tianmomen.

"Brother, don't...wasting your spiritual energy...".The mustache monk of the Heavenly Demon Sect shook his head.

Then he said again: "Brother, avenge me...".After saying these words, the cultivator of the Bazihu ​​Tianmomen tilted his head, and he no longer had any breath.

"Junior Brother...".The middle-aged cultivator of the golden core of Tianmomen then looked at Liang Zicheng with hatred.

"Boy, I want you to be buried with my junior brother...".The middle-aged monk of the Tianmomen Jindan said slowly.

At the same moment, the middle-aged cultivator of the golden core of Tianmomen turned around and locked his eyes on Liang Zicheng.

Neither of them spoke, but the anger between them was fully revealed.

This is not a contest of martial arts, but a duel of life and death! .

"Boy, I want to avenge my junior brother." The golden core middle-aged cultivator of Tianmomen's face was gloomy and terrifying, with murderous intent.

"Then let the horse come over?" Liang Zicheng frowned slightly.

The middle-aged cultivator of the golden core of Tianmomen gave a grim smile, and said coldly: "Today I will torture and kill you!"

He deliberately emphasized the word "abuse" so that it could arouse his fighting spirit even more.

"Then let's do it." Liang Zicheng didn't want to talk nonsense.

The middle-aged cultivator of the Golden Core of the Heavenly Demon Sect couldn't wait any longer. A black epee appeared in his hand, surrounded by a cloud of turbid black air, exuding a palpitating aura.

Oolong sword, this is the natal magic weapon of the golden core middle-aged monks of Tianmomen.

This magic weapon of his natal life has been fighting with him for a lifetime, and has killed countless strong men.

In the eyes of the middle-aged monks of the Golden Core of the Tianmomen, Liang Zicheng would definitely die in his hands today.

"Oolong roar!" The golden core middle-aged cultivator of Tianmomen mobilized his whole body's spiritual power, and the aura of his whole body surged up, and he suddenly burst into an angry shout.

The next moment, he leaned forward, stomped hard, and a deep pit was stepped out on the second-floor attic. A roar erupted from the edge of the black dragon sword, and then a strange black glow emanated, and a black dragon shadow gushes out.

"Oolong Furious Sword!" Seeing this scene, the faces of many Jindan cultivators changed slightly.

Oolong Fury Sword, this is the advanced martial art of Tianmomen.Only the elders of Tianmomen can practice.

Could it be that the middle-aged cultivator of the Golden Core of the Heavenly Demon Sect was an elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect before?

Looking at the aura of the middle-aged cultivator of the Golden Core of the Tianmomen, it is obvious that he has cultivated the Oolong Fujian to the peak level.

The level of monks' martial arts cultivation, entry level, minor success, great success, and peak.

Generally speaking, entry in one month, small success in one year, great success in three years, and peak in ten years.

The middle-aged cultivator of the Golden Core of the Tianmomen can cultivate the Wulong Fujian to the peak level, which shows that his martial arts talent is far superior to ordinary people.

Liang Zicheng stood where he was, feeling the aura of a middle-aged golden core monk from the Heavenly Demon Sect, and his face was terribly calm.

"Kill!" Liang Zicheng roared, and punched out.

The next moment, Liang Zicheng stepped on his feet, like a bolt of lightning, rushing straight past.

"Why doesn't this person use his talisman?"A Golden Core cultivator cried out in astonishment.

This scene made everyone look dumbfounded.

No one thought that Liang Zicheng would attack directly without using his talisman, and even charged head-on.

The golden core middle-aged monk of Tianmomen used his natal magic weapon, while Liang Zicheng used his fist directly.This is an act of courting death.

"This monk at the early stage of Jindan is courting death...".

Numerous Jindan monks have already sentenced Liang Zicheng to death, and the scene of Liang Zicheng being killed has appeared in his mind,

"Boom!" The black dragon shadow collided with Liang Zicheng, and it shattered directly.

"Boom!" Then, with a muffled sound, Liang Zicheng punched the middle-aged golden core cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Sect on the chest, and there was a sound of bones breaking in the air.

The middle-aged cultivator of the golden core of Tianmomen flew backwards and smashed heavily on the wall beside him.

Liang Zicheng looked at the golden core middle-aged cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Sect and said calmly: "Very vulnerable!"

Vulnerable!
It wasn't until Liang Zicheng's words sounded that everyone reacted.

But no one thought that with just one move, the battle would be over.

There are many Jindan cultivators who have already thought of a move to end it.

It's just that what they imagined was Liang Zicheng's defeat, not the defeat of the middle-aged golden core monk of Tianmomen.

"How is this possible……".A Jindan cultivator rubbed his eyes vigorously, and he still still doesn't believe this is the result.

"The Golden Core cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Sect was actually defeated..."?
Many golden core monks looked at the middle-aged golden core monks of Tianmomen.

At this moment, the golden core middle-aged cultivator of Tianmo Sect has no breath, and seems to die at any moment.

After Liang Zicheng scanned one of these Golden Core cultivators, he was ready to go down.

Who knew that the middle-aged cultivator of the golden core of the Tianmomen suddenly pointed at Liang Zicheng and shouted loudly: "That is... the secret treasure map of the Tianmomen...".

After hearing this sentence, many Jindan monks changed their colors.

They didn't know what the treasure map was just now, so they didn't fight for it.

Now that they knew that the treasure map was the secret treasure of Tianmomen, they all showed greedy looks in their eyes.

The secret treasure of Tianmomen contains the lifelong treasures of the first master of Tianmomen.

The head of the Tianmo Sect successfully ascended to the fairy world tens of thousands of years ago, and there is no monk who would not be tempted by the treasure left by an ascension expert.

(End of this chapter)