Chapter 370 The Peak of Dao Sect

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Just because the momentum overwhelms the opponent does not mean that they will win in a fight. The three people from the Taoist sect can tell at a glance that they have not killed many people, and there is no cold killing intent in their breath. Facing a man who looks like a god of death and has chopped off countless heads, his momentum is completely incomparable. But the breath is deep, rich and long. If they take action, with the cultivation of the three masters of the Taoist sect, it is possible for a man who looks like a god of death to win in one against two, but there is absolutely no chance of victory in one against three.

This person dared to challenge the three masters of the Taoist sect alone. Although his actions were very reckless, his courage, fearless and fearless, is worthy of admiration. However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that the three masters of the Taoist sect would never dare to take the lead. Otherwise, if it arouses public anger, many people around him will be killed. Worldly masters will attack in groups, and people from the Taoist sect will definitely not be able to gain favor.

The fighting situation between the two changed again due to the outside world. With this murderous man coming forward to fight against the three masters of the Taoist sect, and with many worldly masters dormant around, the Taoist sect was at a disadvantage. The masters of Taibai Mountain threw a rat weapon, and it was difficult to kill for a while, so as not to Infuriating the people around him, he had no choice but to maintain a deadlock again, waiting for the situation to change.

In terms of strength, the masters from Taibai Mountain have the upper hand. The masters from Tianlonghui are obviously at a disadvantage since they cannot get close to their opponents. However, the masters from Taibaishan clearly know that if the battle ends in a short time, he will defeat Tianlonghui. The opponents and the worldly masters around them are likely to riot, and then several of their Taoist sects will be in danger. Only by prolonging the time, allowing the smell of gunpowder in the confrontation between the two sides to gradually weaken, and then defeating the opponents can they get a chance to escape.

As time goes by, more and more secular masters gather around. Occasionally, people from Taoist sects appear on the periphery, but they have basically no impact on the situation. The number of secular masters around has already reached a point. No matter how many there are, it will not be as good as the current one. The effect is almost the same, and there will be no qualitative change due to quantity. Only when a master at the peak of the virtual realm appears can there be a qualitative change.

Although the situation is not good, the master of Taibai Mountain is not panicked, because he knows that the situation cannot remain like this forever. There is a fellow Taoist at the peak of the virtual realm in Wucheng. As long as the time is delayed long enough, the news will come. When it reached that person's ears, as a member of the Taoist sect, that person would definitely not ignore it. As long as he came, everything would be easy to handle.

A large number of masters gathered around Yaji Mountain. Although they had passed through the virtual realm and were recognized by the world, the natural pull of the Qi of a large number of masters still caused changes in the world. Black clouds gathered around Yaji Mountain, and the sky was dark. The paint was like the bottom of a pot, weighing heavily on everyone's heads, as if they were within reach.

The heavy pressure of heaven and earth makes many people become nervous and sensitive, their breathing gradually becomes heavier, their hands unconsciously press the weapon, their six senses are emitted, and their luck increases their alertness. As long as there is a slight movement around them, they will fight hard to eliminate the crisis. Killed in the bud.

The sensitive actions of some people made the situation more urgent. The energy was entangled and the invisible pressure spread everywhere, causing the people around them to be on full alert. Under the chain reaction, the murderous aura suddenly became overwhelming and the situation became more serious. .

The two of them were fighting at the center of many masters. It was the center where the energy of heaven and earth gathered. The pressure was greater than that of everyone around them. In addition, the masters around them were all ready to go, so the pressure could be imagined. As the pressure continued to increase, the two people who were fighting began to feel a little stagnant in their breath. The moves that they could usually use at will could not be performed smoothly, and their scalps were even numbed by the needle-like murderous aura.

At this time, in the eyes of everyone around them, the two people who were fighting now looked a little funny, just like a smooth-playing movie with lags from time to time, and every move was in slow motion.

Quiet, strangely quiet, as if even the heaven and earth were shaken by the killing auras of many masters. The rushing wind and clouds turned out to be silent. Even the sound of wind no longer existed. No one made a sound among hundreds of people in the surrounding area. They all held their breath and concentrated. The chissing sound of the sword energy between the two men was as harsh as the alarm clock in the morning, and every time it sounded, it echoed in the hearts of everyone.

The situation is not good. The entire Yaji Mountain is developing in the direction of a powder keg. As long as someone breaks this balance and someone says the word "kill", this powder keg will explode completely.

Yaji Mountain was going out of control. Chu Xiang frowned. In this situation, even if he is the Demon Lord, he cannot reverse the situation. There are only a handful of people in the entire Wucheng area who can reverse the situation, but it is hard to say whether they will come. .

The breathing of the two people fighting began to become rapid, and the huge pressure completely disrupted their breathing. After catching the eyes of their opponents several times, the two people actually reached a consensus in their hearts, that is, this battle cannot be stopped, and it cannot be stopped. The winner and loser can only continue like this until someone comes to resolve the situation.

Once the two decide the winner or stop, disrupting the last trace of balance, the situation will immediately change and undergo unpredictable changes. It may be an earth-shattering battle, or it may be the last time they see the world.

The two masters of the Tianlong Club holding the battle are now like ants on a hot pot, their whole bodies are feeling uncomfortably hot, but they can only stand in the air like two logs, not daring to make the slightest move, because they know that every move they make will be Cause unpredictable changes in the surroundings.

Not only were the two masters of the Tianlong Society uncomfortable, but the four masters of the Taoist sect and the man who looked like a god of death were also in trouble. Faced with this situation, if a war breaks out, they may all die.

The vision of heaven and earth has lasted for almost a minute, and the two people fighting were already covered in cold sweat. At this time, a powerful aura approached from the northeast, and a Buddha's call came from afar, Zhongzheng Pinghe: Amitabha!

The Buddha's name came into my mind like spring breeze and rain, but within two seconds, it was dispersed by the chilling air. The shout of Amitabha could not dispel the thick clouds above the head. While the Buddha's name was still echoing in the mountains, a clear and clear message came from the north direction: The God of Infinite Blessings.

It was also the cry of a mud cow entering the sea. Masters from both Buddhism and Taoism who were close to the peak of the virtual realm appeared at the same time. However, their cultivation was not enough to suppress everyone. Suppressing the situation could only slightly ease the tense situation. Otherwise, they There is no need to spread the voice from a distance, just spread your breath and enter the room, suppressing the whole audience.

The Buddha's name and Taoism chants echoed, and the crowd relaxed a little. However, after the echo dissipated, the aura of the scene rebounded. Some masters who had restrained their aura to watch the show directly spread their aura and revealed their cultivation.

The two Qingxin Dharma chants instead caused turbulence in the situation and had the opposite effect. Just when everyone was agitated, an extremely powerful aura suddenly approached from the direction of Wucheng, as if thousands of troops were rolling in, filling the air. The black clouds crushed into pieces, dispelling the murderous aura of heaven and earth.

With the powerful aura at the peak of the virtual realm, the person who could suppress the situation finally arrived. Chu Xiang was slightly happy. This person's aura was very strange. He was definitely not someone he knew. He didn't know who he was.

The powerful aura quickly approached, bringing overwhelming pressure. It suppressed all restlessness and dispersed all murderous intentions wherever it passed. In the blink of an eye, it had reached the top of Yaji Mountain.

The two people who were fighting felt the arrival of a powerful aura, and the aura pressure of the people around them disappeared. They took back their weapons and retreated. They breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from their faces. If they hadn't fallen, they would have died. The two of them had already fallen. sit down.

The powerful pressure was oppressive, as if you were in front of the gods and Buddhas, and every move was as if you were naked. This feeling of being seen through made people frightened. How could the people around them dare to move rashly? They all put away their scattered auras and lowered their hands holding the sword. .

A true master at the pinnacle of the virtual realm, not inferior to Li Tianxing's cultivation. Chu Xiang raised his head and looked at the person who came. He was a handsome Taoist, eight feet tall, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. His pure white Taoist robe could not hide his majestic figure. , with a three-foot green-edged sword tassel fluttering on his shoulder, one hand behind his back, and the other holding a basalt-shaped jade statue. His eyes were cold and peaceful, but there was no mortal left in his glance.

At the first sight of the Taoist, Chu Xiang knew that this person must be Hu Yitian, the young master of the Taoist sect whom Duan Cong reminded him to pay attention to.

Hu Tiantian's eyes stayed on Chu Xiang for a moment. At this moment, Chu Xiang's murderous aura surged uncontrollably. The murderous intention in his heart was blazing, and he wanted to draw his sword and fight Hu Tiantian.

Sure enough, he was a guy who didn't act according to common sense. Suppressing the murderous intention rising in his heart, Chu Xiang's eyes when he looked at Hu Yitian became calm and no longer curious. Previously, Chu Xiang regarded himself as a mortal, and naturally looked up to Hu Yitian with the eyes of a mortal, but Hu Yitian saw through his disguise at a glance. Chu Xiang naturally no longer needed to hide, nor could he hide anymore, and resumed looking at the same kind of people.

Hu Yitian was able to break through his weakness with just one glance and trigger the murderous intention hidden in his heart. He had such ability at the virtual level, and his cultivation level was really appalling.

Is this the true strength of a direct descendant of a Tao sect? The Tao method is transparent, and everything under the eyes of the Tao is invisible.

Only then did Chu Xiang realize that he had underestimated the power of Taoism all along.

Just as Hu Tiantian glanced at him, aroused by his gaze, several powerful auras appeared, competing with Hu Tiantian. Several of them were people familiar to Chu Xiang.

Being suppressed by a member of the Taoist sect with his own strength, the worldly masters dormant around him were naturally unwilling to be restrained, otherwise they would not have the face to show off to others in the future.

Feeling several powerful auras appearing, the man who looked like a murderous god realized that there were so many masters around him, and they were far superior to him. His actions seemed ridiculous to them, and he suddenly lost his arrogance.

Standing at the center of the oppression of several powerful auras, Hu Yitian looked calm and did not change his color at all. He had no pressure to resist several people with his own strength and was still able to do so with ease.

Seeing that Sun Ying, Yan Zhongda, Li Xiaoshu and others were unable to suppress Hu Yitian's arrogance, he had just triggered the murderous intention in his heart, and it was incestuous.

Chu Xiang stepped onto the treetop with a single step, his body was boosted fiercely, his true energy was surging, and boundless murderous intent penetrated into the sky. As the murderous intent spread, a dark wind swirled around him, as if thousands of undead were floating around. The coldness was biting, and the people around him retreated one after another.

With a thought in his mind, murderous intent gathered and pointed straight at Hu Yitian.