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"He went back?" Zhou An asked.

Yueli nodded: "Going back. Normally, senior brother would not do such a stupid thing. I suspect that those evil cultivators used some methods against senior brother."

Zhou An also felt that the truth was probably like this, Wang Tianzong's sword master, Ren Wangyue Sword Immortal's disciple would never take the initiative to do such a thing, "From this point of view, he should be affected by the evil spirit of the imperial city, and Like those others, there were symptoms of demonization."

"If he looks back at Tianzong, he should also be found."

Hearing this, Yueli was a little relieved, sighed and said: "The head teacher just doesn't want to have anything to do with the luck of the imperial city, I didn't expect it to be involved in the end."

as if.

Everything is doomed in the dark, some things can't be avoided even if you want to hide, and they will come to you in a detour.

Another dragon roar came.

The ground began to shake violently, and clear cracks appeared one after another on the street outside the palace, and the irregular subsidence of the ground caused the accumulated water under the ground to gush out.

During this period of time, the formation was further torn apart, and some dark gas overflowed from the ground around the palace. After inhaling the black gas, monks with lesser knowledge fell to the ground one after another, showing symptoms of demonization.

The source of the vision of the imperial city came from this corpse dragon, and the snow in the sky was falling more and more heavily, and some houses in the lower places were already covered by most of them, and the people in the houses were buried alive.

"We must not retreat, otherwise Daqi's foundation for the future will be destroyed, and the world will be in chaos."

"Today, even if I die, I have to die here."

Yi Yuxian's voice spread throughout the palace, firm and powerful.

He stood directly above the formation, manipulating the formation to fight the corpse dragon.

With every impact of the big formation, his breath became weaker.

At this moment, he is no different from the big formation, and his mind is completely compatible with the big formation. Once the big formation is forced, it will be the time for him to die.

He knew very well that once this corpse dragon was released, no one would be able to cure it, unless the immortals from the sky descended to earth.

At this time, they can't count on the immortals in the sky, they can only rely on themselves.

As everyone in the Immortal Mansion resisted with all their strength, probably because the corpse dragon didn't have much sanity, they miraculously pulled back a city.

The formation slowly healed, and the faucet retracted a little.

Before Yi Yuxian and others breathed a sigh of relief, the outer wall of the palace collapsed again, and an outer formation was broken, and those evil cultivators came in from the outside. There were four monks in the fusion stage, Among them is the original Yuhu Immortal.

They seemed to want to take advantage of the fact that everyone in the Immortal Mansion was controlling the formation, and they didn't think about what would happen if the formation was broken.

"Li Feixing! What do you want to do!" Yi Yuxian roared, unexpectedly these evil cultivators would actually dare to make trouble at this time, "Once this corpse dragon is released, it will be of no benefit to everyone !"

The jade pot real person showed an unknown smile on his face. The jade pot in his hand flew up to the sky and became bigger and bigger. The flood gushed out of it and rushed towards the palace. The buildings along the river collapsed one after another. Some soldiers in golden armor , was also crushed into a pulp in the flood.

"Isn't it obvious what I mean? I'm going to abolish this Daqi's dragon vein today. Isn't it because of this dragon vein that your Daqi's immortal mansion has been passed down from generation to generation by great monks?"

"Dragon veins absorb the luck of the world and act against it. This is a rebellious act. Today is the consequence of your great Qi."

"Presumably this dragon corpse was not alive three thousand years ago. Under the brewing of luck, it would come back from the dead. Who would have thought of that?"

"Ha ha."

Daoist Yuhu laughed loudly.

The flood is not near yet.

A word "town" fell like a mountain, blocking the flood, and resisting the torrential flood.

"It's you?" Daoist Yuhu looked at Xu Chang with a look of surprise on his face, "He was born a Confucian scholar, and he became a saint in less than a hundred days. I'm afraid there is no one from ancient times to the present."

Standing above the formation, Xu Chang was dressed in a plain gray robe, his clothes fluttered, and his breath was restrained: "I'll count to three, and you all retreat on your own, otherwise no one will be able to leave today!"

His tone was calm, without ups and downs, but people couldn't help but believe his words. Some evil cultivators with relatively low cultivation base couldn't help but backed away, and almost ran away.

Master Yuhu sneered: "Only by you?"

Xu Chang waved his sleeves, as if taking away the dust in the sky, the air was fresher, and he said calmly, "That's right, I'm just a Confucian scholar."

Although a natural Confucian scholar can rely on his literary energy to gather awe-inspiring righteousness and improve his cultivation by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, his lifespan is the same as that of ordinary people, at most a hundred years.

He is a mortal but still powerful, so he is called a saint, not a fairy.

A monk wearing a black mask next to him said impatiently: "What are you talking about nonsense with him, just kill him. Are we four against one still afraid of him?"

Master Yuhu was very suspicious, the more calm Xu Chang behaved, the more he felt that something was wrong, thinking that Da Qi might have other backhands.

Before he could speak, another man wrapped in bandages waved his hand, and a huge cage appeared in the void, covering Xu Chang from above. In the process of falling, his body size continued to shrink, accompanied by the strong wind. Suddenly, the buildings around Xuchang were destroyed one after another, turned into large and small rubble and fell into the cage.

"A born Confucian scholar, is this the only ability?" Xie Xiu, who was wrapped in bandages all over his body, sneered, his eyes full of teasing.

This illusory cage will continuously attack the souls of the creatures trapped in it until it is completely wiped out. Even a monk in the fusion stage can only persist for half an hour at most.

Basically, as long as the opponent is trapped by him, it is a dead end.

Seeing this scene, Master Yuhu frowned even more. Xu Chang didn't resist at all, as if he had won the battle.

That look like Furui Wubo's eyes made him very upset, and he would feel at ease only when the enemy showed panic and uneasiness.

Xu Chang observed the surrounding cages, and said slowly: "It is said in ancient books that there are visitors from heaven and earth, and they often bring ominous things. This method of yours is very rare, and there is no connection with spiritual energy."

"You should be the so-called aliens. I don't have much knowledge, but I read a lot of books. I have read a lot of books in the Dashufu these days, and there are some unreliable rumors one by one. Verification is ridiculous."

As Xu Chang spoke, his eyes flickered, and figures appeared behind him.

Different people have different clothes and different clothing styles, but the same thing is that they all have a noble and upright spirit.

As more and more figures appeared, cracks appeared on the huge cage, which shattered like glass and made a crisp sound.

Xu Chang closed his eyes, and a figure behind him opened his eyes, and his voice echoed: "One person is not enough for me, so what about a hundred people?"

While speaking, many monks could not help kneeling on the ground, crawling, not daring to raise their heads.

"The mountains are fixed, and there is no struggle at all. Reward the heart and abide by the rules. The amount is not extreme. The chest swallows hundreds of rivers and streams. The calamity is not afraid of disasters. The eyes see the power of the six constants..."

The mighty voice echoed.

The mountain-like pressure suppressed Yuhu Zhenren and others almost instantly, and a hundred and eight-character mantra appeared in the sky, which was in harmony with the way of heaven and all things, like a bigger cage.

Daoist Yuhu was shocked: "Sage of hundreds of generations!"

He looked at Xu Chang angrily and said: "If you act like this, you will disappear completely and never enter reincarnation!"

Xu Chang sat cross-legged in the void, looked at Master Yuhu and the others, and said calmly: "Is it important? Isn't my reincarnation a hundred times for today's karma? The way of heaven cannot be changed."

At this time, the bandaged monk laughed loudly: "How long do you think you can persist with your own strength? This change in the way of heaven is the way of heaven. If you want to say it, we are the ones who follow the law of heaven."

"The positions of both of us have changed, you are the evil cultivators, hindering the cycle of heaven!"

He also saw through Xu Chang, but it was only at the end of his strength, he could stop them for a while, but he couldn't stop them forever.

And even if they didn't intervene, this big formation would be broken, just a little earlier or a little later.

Sure enough, it was the same, after a while, the figure behind Xu Chang gradually became blurred and began to disappear one by one.

But even so, Yuhu Daoist and the evil cultivators were forced to retreat steadily, until they retreated to the palace, outside the collapsed outer wall.

The bandaged cultivator continued to shout, "What can you do, but it's just delaying time, and it can't change the result."

"Do you, a little Confucian scholar, understand what is the way of heaven?"

The expression on Xu Chang's face finally changed, and an imperceptible smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth: "Even if I don't understand, someone will understand. You think this is the way of heaven, and I think it is the way of heaven. It is very difficult to hold different opinions. Normally, I can only find a way to convince you."

The evil cultivator with bandages on his body felt that Xu Chang was very naive, maybe all scholars were like this, and said with a sneer, "What if you don't agree? You can't convince everyone, no one can do it."

Xu Chang said seriously: "Then think of a way. You don't need to convince everyone, you just need to convince most people. What is recognized by most people is the right way, otherwise it is evil."

Xie Xiu said again: "If you are wrong, then what should be done."

Xu Chang smiled: "I think it's right, then it's right, and there's no right or wrong."

"Since you are not convinced, then don't say it. There is no matter in this world that can be solved by talking!"

As soon as the voice fell, a ray of Buddha's light appeared from the sky. It was a group of monks stepping on the auspicious clouds, as if walking in the sky, which brought a bit of comfort.

The leader is the great monk of the Buddhist school, Abbot Wusan, who is full of Buddhism and can cover a whole state with one hand. If you really want to talk about it in detail, he is one of the best figures under the sword fairy!

Master Yuhu was shocked when he saw this, and realized that something was wrong: "Didn't you also close Wuliang Mountain? Why did you come here?"

Wu San's eyes were deep, he smiled, and his words carried a faint Buddha voice: "In the face of such a catastrophe, who can really stay out of it is just deceiving themselves and others."

"I, Wuliangshan, naturally stand on the side of the righteous way and the way of heaven. What you have done is really against the law of nature, and even I, a monk, can't stand it."

"Evil demons and the like, it's better to get rid of them earlier."

Although the words are kind, the inside and outside of the words are murderous.

As soon as the words fell, the bandaged evil cultivator was not afraid at all, and threatened: "You monks are really not afraid of death. It must be the cultivation of Buddha that has given you courage."

"Which of the four sects dare to come out except you?"

"No, it should be the top three now."

While speaking, the evil cultivator laughed wildly, full of excitement.

Including Xu Chang, everyone else was taken aback for a moment, and said in a nonchalant voice, "What's the meaning of this?"

Xiexiu continued to laugh: "I'm afraid you don't know it yet. Just now, there are only three of the four sects left. The people of the three Puritan sects are really more self-reliant than you, and they are self-defeating."

"Nonsense!" Wusan shouted, waved his hand, and a huge golden palm with one eye covering the sky appeared above, and he could vaguely see a huge Buddha body in the sky, looking down, like a **** .

The bandaged evil cultivator didn't take any evasive or defensive actions, and shouted at a group of monks in the sky: "Buddhas and such things have long since died, and only a group of ghosts and ghosts are left. You still cultivate, cultivate them!" Who sees, forcibly creating some weird things."

Xiexiu was not ashamed of his big words, and Wusan was naturally not polite, breaking his body with a single slap.

"How dare you slander our faith!" Wusan's voice echoed around, making the other evil cultivators dare not move at will.

The body of that evil cultivator turned into a puddle of fleshy mud, which slowly flowed on the ground, but it did not die. Instead, it turned into some jet-black substances and condensed together again.

"Why are you angry? I'm just explaining the facts. I must have cultivated to your level, and I should be able to notice it." Xie Xiu looked up at Wu San and said with a smile.

While talking, he looked to the west, "From this point of view, among your four major sects, those who belong to Tong Xuanzong are the smartest."

Tong Xuanzong closed the mountain a long time ago. For thousands of years, he didn't care about world affairs. He cut off contact with the world long before the founding of Daqi. If it wasn't for the same inheritance from eternity, no one would remember it now.

Just when Wusan was about to strike again, bursts of palpitating breath spread out, and an old brown coffin appeared in the void, sealed by blood-red crystals.

"This is?" Wusan had a solemn look on his face, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The other monks also dispersed in the air one after another, forming a set of interlocking Vajra Formation, which can perfectly lock the aura in the sky.

pa la pa la ~

The blood-red crystals on the coffin cracked little by little, fell off, and scattered into fine powder in the air.

bang~

The lid of the coffin was blown off, and a withered hand stretched out from it. An old man with long beard and white hair, wearing a Taoist robe, who looked like a fairy, stood up from it and looked at the people around him, with a shallow expression. He yawned and said loudly: "I haven't seen the outside world for thousands of years, and the changes are still great."

Xu Chang recognized the other party's identity, cupped his hands and said: "Could it be that the senior is the Guhua Venerable of Tongxuanzong? I can come to help today, and I would like to express my gratitude on behalf of Daqi."

Gu Hua is the great monk of Tongxuanzong. Thousands of years ago, he was famous all over the world. Although he was not a sword cultivator, he was able to wrestle with the sword fairy at that time, and his Taoism was extremely tyrannical.

Under such circumstances, Tongxuanzong suddenly closed the mountain gate and disappeared from the sight of the world. No one knew why.

The person standing in the coffin waved his hands again and again, saying inexplicably: "You are a saint of all ages, and I dare not be called a senior. And I am here today, but I am not necessarily on the side of the righteous way."

As soon as these words came out, both Xu Chang's and Wu San's expressions changed.

Although Wusan was a monk, his temper was not that good. He said angrily, "All these years when you Tong Xuanzong sealed the mountain, you have sealed it with dogs? When did you get mixed up with these demons and ghosts?"

Gu Hua heard Wusan's angry scolding, but there was a smile on his face, stroked his beard with his hands, and said unhurriedly:

"If you really want to talk about it, I am your senior, and your master is my best friend. The money that the old monk owes me has not been repaid. When will you Wuliang Temple make it up?"

"Speaking of which, everything is changing, but the temper of the stubborn donkey has been passed down. You don't have to drag Wuliang Mountain with you if you want to die. I'm really not afraid that your master will get up from the ground and beat you."

"Don't be so friendly, we don't have such a good relationship." Wu San said indifferently, "I am a Buddha, even if I die for the people of the world, so what. If the old abbot is alive, he will make the same choice as me .”

at this time.

Zhou An was planning to go to the palace to help resist the evil cultivators who were besieging, but before he arrived, he saw a large group of people confronting each other, and felt that the strength of several people was far from what he could deal with now, which was obviously much worse. At least at the same level as Yi Yuxian.

"That's people from the other two sects, and they're all here." Yueli showed surprise on his face, thinking that the other three sects would make the same choice as Wang Tianzong and close the mountain gate, "Aren't they afraid?"

In this era of Wangtianzong, there are sword immortals sitting in the town, and they should be the strongest among the four major sects, but they chose to close the mountain gate.

It is extremely difficult to prove the Tao of Sword Immortal, it is related to Dao, and it is also related to luck. There will be at most one Sword Immortal in an era, and Wangyue Sword Immortal is also a sword that only proved Taoism five hundred years after the fall of Changchun Sword Immortal fairy.

If Changchun Sword Immortal hadn't fallen in the first place, maybe there would not be Moon Moon Sword Immortal later on, this is also the number of cause and effect.

Zhou An thought for a while and said: "They are obviously not on the side, I am afraid that someone is colluding with those evil cultivators."

He thinks this is a very normal thing, in the final analysis, this is the difference of choice.

For this kind of large group, they don't care about life and death in the world, they only care about their own interests.

Not long after, there was a vibration in the sky, and Wusan threw out a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. The beads scattered in all directions, emitting a shocking Buddha light, and dragged Gu Hua into his own Buddhist world.

Immediately afterwards.

More monks poured into the city from outside, heading towards the palace

This gradually turned into a chaotic battle. Except for those evil cultivators, Zhou An couldn't tell whether it was an enemy or a friend for a while.

He didn't care about these, and his target was on those evil cultivators and itinerants. When he came to the city, he found an evil cultivator disguised as an itinerant, fighting with several monks. His methods were so strange that those monks were hard to guard against .

A monk whose cultivation had reached the fusion period was careless, and a purple light shot from the hand of the itinerant pierced through his chest, his body was torn apart, and he died almost instantly.

Zhou An had experience in dealing with these itinerants. He walked around from the side, launched a sudden attack, and slashed away with his sword.

The Daozhi Dacheng sword has the meaning of transcending the rules. Before the tourer could react, his body was cut off by Zhou An, and he hurriedly hid in another space, only to find that his body was rapidly decaying. Flaws were exposed in the state, and Zhou An cut off his body with another sword, and died suddenly.

As he gradually became familiar with Dao Dao, his strength has risen to a higher level.

Such a rapid growth will make people feel frightened. Zhou An also knows that the speed at which he grows stronger is abnormal, and it is entirely due to the decadent sword intent. His body has already been distorted before he knew it.

But all high-level Extraordinary should be able to realize that the essence of Extraordinary is distortion. While gaining powerful power, they can constantly change themselves.

He would often think of what Su Changxing said before, never give up his identity as a human being.

When Zhu Wenwu transformed himself into a half-blood, he just felt puzzled and terrified, unable to understand why Zhu Wenwu could accept such a thing calmly.

Now he can understand, but still can't accept it.

There was another tremor, but this time it was not from the ground, but from the sky.

It was like a flash bomb with a huge range exploded suddenly, brilliant colors flashed in the sky, UU reading www. The uukanshu.com clouds also turned into lavender or light pink, which looked extremely unreal.

From a very long distance, one can see a mountain that runs through the heaven and earth, that is Wangtian Mountain.

Wangtian Mountain is not too far from the imperial city, and it can be seen directly in mid-air. The colorful clouds and mist piled up on the top of Wangtian Mountain, filled with a palpitating atmosphere.

Suddenly, the sun and the moon rotated, and a figure flew up into the sky, and thunder robbed suddenly, intertwined together in the clouds and mist.

"Arouse the thunder calamity? What does he want to do?" Looking at the vision in the sky, Zhou An felt that something was wrong. He guessed that the person might be Wangyue Sword Immortal. Although he had never seen it before, he could still feel the reflected sword intent. , Exquisite and extraordinary, like the full moon in the moon sky.

In any case, Wangyue Sword Immortal should not have chosen to transcend the tribulation and ascend at this juncture, and he has only been a Sword Immortal for a few hundred years, so there is no reason for him to ascend.

At this moment, the monks in the city couldn't help but stop and create a vision looking into the sky.

Daytime Ascension is almost only heard of in legends, and which monk has actually seen it.

"That's Wangtian Mountain!"

"Could it be that Sword Immortal Wangyue is about to ascend!"

"It seems to be true, the thunder and calamity are all condensed to the extreme, I'm afraid I can't hide even if I want to."

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