Xianwu star

Chapter 200 Sure enough, I have a destiny with Buddhism
That pretty face looked weird and terrifying on the other face out of thin air, but it was a different scene when those people on the ground entered through the void.

A sad, resentful and admiring woman looked down at the sky across the starry sky.

"Wang Zheng, I don't want to die, please help me..."

Jiang Ting's voice resounded through Tai Hua Sect very clearly, and countless people showed distressed looks in their eyes at this moment.

Obviously, this is the spiritual magic of Prince Zaku.Prince Zhagu expected Jianxiu Na's character of not bending, and also knew the relationship between Wang Zheng and Zhou Yushan from Jiang Ting's memory, so he came up with such a method.

Obviously, this means is very useful.

Almost at the moment when Wang Zheng looked up at the sky, Prince Zaku felt that the sword light that was about to kill him suddenly seemed to be separated from him by hundreds of millions of miles of space.

Of course, Prince Zhagu knew that the space of hundreds of millions of miles, as long as Zhou Yushan thought about it, it would not exist at all.

However, Zhou Yushan was worried about Wang Zheng, a friend who owed a lot of karma. Although he would never let Prince Zaku go, he still had to take care of Wang Zheng's feelings.

Therefore, the moment Wang Zheng raised his head, Zhou Yushan couldn't help but slow down.

The Bing Xin Jue slowly spread in the body, and Wang Zheng easily caught a glimpse of the look on everyone's faces from the corner of his eye.In an instant, Wang Zheng had a judgment on the current scene.

Such a large-scale sympathy must be the magic method of Prince Zaku.

All this kind of spiritual magic or spells are all used to arouse people's desires.Even if there is only a little bit of desire, it can be enlarged countless times under the influence of magic.

"But what does all this have to do with me?"

"If it wasn't for the fact that I was influenced by the obsession left by my predecessor at the beginning of time travel, would I miss this woman?"

"Now that the obsession has dissipated, there is no trace of the existence of the ex at all. How the hell am I going to be bewitched by you? What a huh!"

Looking at the sad Jiang Ting in the sky, Wang Zheng had a smile in his eyes.

Turning his head slightly, Wang Zheng looked at Zhou Yushan again, and shrugged indifferently.

Seeing this, Zhou Yushan smiled in relief, and the distance of hundreds of millions of miles disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Ting's bitter voice came from the sky: "Wang Zheng, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

The next moment, everything disappeared, no matter whether it was Jiang Ting or the blood demon, there was no trace of existence under Zhou Yushan's sword.

At this time, Zhou Yushan looked at the monk as if asking for help: "Little monk, my uncle is only a third-level golden core swordsman. Although he summoned the dissipated power for a while,...you understand."

The monk smiled slightly, but he was surprised but never thought that Zhou Yushan, who was once as cold as ice, would have such a side. It seems that this new life has changed Master Zhou a lot.

Although he thought so in his heart, the movements of the monk's subordinates were not slow. As soon as the Buddha's light unfolded, Zhou Yushan was protected in it, and then he descended towards Taihua Mountain along the broken space that began to heal rapidly.

Seeing everything disappear like a dream, Wang Zheng suddenly sighed.

In all fairness, Jiang Ting's choice was not wrong. If there was something wrong, it was that she shouldn't trample on the dignity of her predecessor just to make Li Yan feel uneasy.

If not, the ex would not have had such a big resentment in his heart, so that it became an obsession.

And these are actually just a little too much, and they won't let Jiang Ting step into the abyss.

In the final analysis, the root of everything is that Wang Zheng went too high and too fast, so that Jiang Ting, who had fallen from the altar, unconsciously felt jealous.

And this jealousy is brewing more and more, so that it has become an obsession, or a demon.

It is not surprising what kind of path a cultivator takes for a lifetime of demons.

It can be said that today's result has too many coincidences and inevitability, and it also made Wang Zheng feel a lot of emotion.

However, before Wang Zheng could think about it, the monk brought Zhou Yushan down from the sky.

"My Buddha is merciful. Wang Zheng's benefactor is indeed a dragon and phoenix among human beings. He is able to remain calm in the face of demigod-level spiritual magic. The old monk admires him."

Before the people arrived, the monk's smiling voice came slowly. The voice seemed to have magical powers, instantly making everyone's mood peaceful.

"The master praised it, but the younger generation just takes some things lightly."

Hearing this, Wang Zheng smiled lightly, pretending to be a coward with a cheeky understatement.

"It's Zhou...uh, senior Zhou is hiding it very deeply. I didn't expect the sword god to have such a role."

Seeing Zhou Yushan slowly falling to the ground, a wry smile appeared on Wang Zheng's face.

Zhou Yushan blinked: "Director Wang, Senior Brother Wang, do you not recognize me?"

Hearing this, Wang Zheng was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "I wanted to call you Junior Brother Zhou, but I don't agree with this cultivation level.

Moreover, even if I called.I'm still afraid that your Sky-Splitting Sword Sect will come to trouble me. An existence like you is at least at the level of a master uncle. "

"Hehe, benefactor's wisdom eyes. Uncle Zhou was the first genius of the Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect thousands of years ago. Now that he comes back, he is naturally of the same generation as his uncle."

The monk added with a smile. At this moment, the monk seemed to sense something, looked towards the void, and then said to Zhou Yushan:
"Uncle Zhou, someone has sensed your sword intent and came to pick you up."

"En?" Zhou Yushan raised his head and looked at the calm sky.

I saw a huge opening in the sky suddenly, and a long sword that was pure white and unreal stood standing in the chaotic crack, and the surging chaos seemed to be the vitality that the long sword swallowed. echo each other.

Just a sword, split the sky without a sound, and it was the kind of split where everything returned to chaos!
It is enough to prove the horror of this sword!
"This is the sword..." This was the voice in everyone's heart after the sword appeared.

Leaving aside the long-awaited anomaly between the sword's silence, the mere fact that all the swords were trembling faintly after the sword appeared was enough to prove everything.

Even, the swords in Wang Zheng's Qiankun bag all had a vague sense of submission to that pure white long sword.

"Split the sky sword..."

Zhou Yushan murmured to himself with nostalgia, then straightened his clothes solemnly, and cupped his hands towards the sky:
"Zhou Yushan of the Cracking Sky Sword Sect has met the senior, but who is the elder of the sect?"

"Hehe, Xiao Yushan doesn't remember the old man?" A voice sounded like a sword chant, but it was full of kindness.

Zhou Yushan first showed a look of confusion, and then he looked ecstatic: "You are Master Bai?!"

"Even if you still have some memory, kid, since you are not dead, then go home with me!"

The old voice laughed and cursed.

"Go home?" Chewing the word, Zhou Yushan's expression was very complicated, and after a long time, he smiled freely and said: "Yes, after thousands of years of exile, it's time to go home."

Saying that, Zhou Yushan looked at Wang Zheng, and said to him in an unusually positive tone:
"Director Wang, Senior Brother Wang, I'll be waiting for you in Zhongzhou! That's where my real practice is in the Eastern Continent."

After all, Zhou Yushan released his aura towards the Sky-Splitting Sword, and the Sky-Splitting Sword suddenly turned white, and the infinite chaos instantly turned into a singularity like the reversal of the Big Bang, and Zhou Yushan disappeared together.

"Zhongzhou? If you don't tell me, I will go too!" As he chewed on Zhou Yushan's words, Wang Zheng's eyes sparkled.

"If you survive a catastrophe, you will have a future blessing. This time Uncle Zhou should be able to ascend to heaven." Looking at the calm sky, the monk blessed with a smile.

"Damn it! Lao Zhou is so fierce?" Nangong Tie Zhu stroked his bald head, disbelief written all over his face.

As for the others, they are completely sluggish at the moment!

Even at the moment when the Sky Splitting Sword appeared, the eyes of many strong men did not dare to look here again.This is the horror of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect!
At this moment, the monk suddenly looked at Wang Zheng, and after looking him up and down, he showed a brighter smile:
"Benefactor Wang really has a predestined relationship with my Buddhism."

(End of this chapter)