Buzz!
Chen Xixiang suppressed the self-destruction power of the three land gods with one palm.
The star between the eyebrows gradually disappeared under the skin after taking action.
This star point.
It is the symbol of the ancient god clan.
The ancient god clan is divided into nine stars according to their strength and cultivation.
The innate magical power is 'Divine Shock, Military Cultivation Rank'. This is a magical power that only the ancient gods can display. It relies on the majesty of the gods possessed by the bloodline of the ancient gods.
God itself means dominion and authority.
As long as the divine power is revealed, everything in heaven and earth will easily turn around and become a force driven by the gods.
Based on this innate ability, the innate magical power of the ancient god clan, "Divine Shock, Soldier Cultivator", was derived.
Chen Xixiang's incarnation has received the complete inheritance of the ancient gods, ancient demons, and ancient demons. While stabilizing his cultivation in Wudang Mountain, he has also initially gathered the power of a star of gods, demons, and demons.
Although he only had one star of blood, but with the blessing of his own tyrannical cultivation power, he used this world-defying magical power for the first time, and achieved astonishing results.
Phew~~
The air currents and Buddha's light floated between the heaven and the earth. Everyone stood in silence and lowered their heads, not daring to look up at the scene.
This seemingly earth-shattering battle at first turned out to be nothing more than a punch or a palm.
Shocking the past and the present!
Today, they finally witnessed with their own eyes the strength of this Taoist who shocked the past and the present, and he was completely worthy of this evaluation.
In the sky, the three motionless old monks seemed to have turned into three clay sculptures of Arhats enshrined in the temple. At this time, their minds were all subdued by an invisible force.
All over his body, only his mind could move, and his pupils showed unimaginable sadness and despair.
Three land gods.
After the collapse of Heaven, this realm has been considered the pinnacle of the human world. It is on the ceiling and among the pinnacles of the human world.
But he couldn't even blow himself up and die with others.
Life and death cannot be controlled by one's own control. Is there anything more tragic than this?
"Starting today, Shaolin Mountain is closed. Without my handwriting, you will not be allowed to be born again."
Immediately, a calm but unquestionable voice came into the minds of the three divine monks, including everyone present.
Before they could wait, the three divine monks of the Duzi generation, Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin, and others looked horrified.
call!
A big hand had already reached out from in front of them.
Gently grasp it.
Taking everything into consideration, he grabbed onto all the Shaolin disciples present.
Whoops! !
In an instant, the thousands of Shaolin disciples who came to the desert this time flew upside down one by one, were sucked into Chen Xixiang's palm, and became tiny people the size of a millimeter.
Then.
Chen Xixiang held his hand and threw it towards the northern Shaolin direction.
Whoosh whoosh! !
Thousands of Shaolin disciples were scattered like hailstones and thrown back towards the Shaolin Temple.
In the minds of all the monks.
Only that unquestionable command kept echoing.
Shaolin has closed the mountain. Without my handwriting, no one will be born again!
Thousands of monks were filled with fear and joy of surviving.
However, the Sandu Divine Monk and the abbot and other senior Shaolin officials felt an inexplicable sadness in their hearts.
Thinking about his status in Shaolin for thousands of years, but now, he has fallen to this end. It is conceivable that from today on, there will no longer be a foothold for their Buddhism in the Central Plains. At least for thousands of years, Buddhism will not be able to raise its head again.
"This, Shaolin was sealed off, and from now on there are only five immortal sects left in the world?"
Many Central Plains monks present were shocked and couldn't believe what they witnessed today.
To dismiss Shaolin casually is equivalent to being removed from the world.
this……
Then, he saw the tall white-haired Taoist looking sideways at all of them:
"Now, are you willing to disband the troops?"
This sentence is mainly for the remaining four major sects: Emei, Huashan, Kongtong, and Kunlun.
Because long ago, other heroes in the world and masters of some small sects, as well as some loose immortals and casual cultivators could no longer bear it and gave up their weapons early.
Only the Emei sects are stubbornly resisting and want to rely on Shaolin, which has the deepest foundation among the six sects, to save their lives.
Now.
Shaolin was eliminated from the world with one punch and one palm by Chen Xixiang...
In the minds of Master Miejie, Kongtong Five Elders, Xianyu Tong, Kunlun Sanjue and other leaders and elders, only fear and surrender were left.
Dang rang~
Kunlun Sanjue first handed over his own natal magic weapon and a magic weapon with a wry smile. They were all immortal-level masters. The quality of these magic weapons was not inferior to the divine weapons such as the Tianmang Horn Divine Armor in Yangshen.
After Kunlun Sanjue took the lead, followed by Xianyutong, Gu Fengdeng, Fengnanshan, Kongtong Five Elders and others all bowed their heads:
"I'll wait for the weapons here. I'll take my leave, junior."
As these masters dropped their natal magic weapons one by one, wishing they could put on their wings and leave this shameful and terrifying place, they all drove away with the escape light. At the same time, the sounds of treasures and magic weapons being released on the earth could not be heard...
Song Qingshu and other Wudang disciples were looking for treasures with smiles on their faces, and they couldn't close their mouths.
The last one is the God of Extinction.
Her expression was painful and fearful, she gritted her teeth and had no choice but to drop the fairy sword in her hand:
"Poor nun, take your leave."
There are roughly more than 30,000 masters from all over the world who came to the desert this time, headed by the five major sects. In total, they left 70,000 to 80,000 magic weapons, heavenly materials, and earthly treasures here.
Even when Meng Yuan invaded the Song Dynasty Palace, he didn't gain so much.
At this time, Song Qingshu picked up the shining sword left by the nun of the God of Extinction and whispered to himself:
"Isn't this the master sword that was left behind when the Emei Sect was founded by the heroine Guo Xiang?"
It is said that the master had a few encounters with this heroine back then, so he was sensible and immediately brought the sword to Chen Xixiang respectfully.
Chen Xixiang held his hands behind his back and looked at the sword that Song Qingshu had given him. A slight wave of emotion flashed in his eyes:
"Guo Xiang."
After staring at it for a long time, he took the sword.
Zheng~
After flicking it lightly, the fairy sword made a clear clanging sound.
Chen Xixiang sighed sadly:
"The sword is still this sword, man..."
The owner of this sword.
In his memory, the last time they met was eighty years ago.
His avatar is just a bull-riding Taoist in the world, but Guo Xiang, the founder of Emei, is already a world-famous female swordsman because of his father.
However, the torrent of history came like waves, the Song Dynasty was destroyed, and the Guo family clung to the mountains and rivers. Except for Guo Xiang, everyone in Xiangyang City was spilled with blood.
At that time, Guo Xiang founded Emei and was not in Xiangyang. After hearing the bad news, he went to the capital of the Yuan Dynasty alone with a sword to assassinate the Mongolian Emperor Kublai Khan.
That day, Guo Xiang went straight into the palace and killed nine thousand armors with one sword...
Think about the past.
There was a bit of sadness in Chen Xixiang's eyes.
He looked at the sword in his hand, and the girl sword fairy with bright eyes and white teeth seemed to appear in front of him again. She turned around and held the sword behind her:
"The sword you failed to stab back then will be handed over to Pindao a hundred years later to fulfill your wish."
Take one step.
He left behind a message that reached the ears of many Wudang disciples:
"You will withdraw your troops and return to the mountains, practice self-denial, and go to this world to do a few things as a teacher."
In addition to handing out the sword to the old friend.
He also had an agreement with the famous official of the Song Dynasty in this time and space.
At this time, Mo Yuan has not completely unified the world and wiped out the Song Dynasty. There is still the last trace of the Song Dynasty's blood, like fire in the wind or a lamp in the rain, relying on the last bit of the Song Dynasty's heritage to resist at Yashan.
According to the torrent of history and the trajectory of fate...
After this battle, it was said that there would be no China after Yashan, the battle that destroyed the Song Dynasty.
It will also open a new era of Mongolian demonic elements settling on the earth.
Moyuan will step on the last bit of integrity of the Dao Song Dynasty and the Han people, and stride forward to open up its own era in the eternal world.
However, that's history.
Just like Chen Xixiang has attacked history more than once in other time and space, and severely bombarded this so-called fateful trajectory. This is the case with the Demon Qing Dynasty, and this is the case with the Eight Kingdoms Chaos.
This battle on Yashan will be like this now.
His Tao and character remain the same.
The history he doesn't want to see is simply erased from the river.
Even if this is just a corner of the magic element projection, it doesn't mean anything.
But Chen Xixiang’s own likes and dislikes will not change.
Here goes.
Do whatever you want!
