Under the vicissitudes of life and white hair, his deep eyes fell on Zhang Shenling. The gorgeous armor made the old man's eyes gradually become greedy.
"Sure enough, you got the magical power."
Golden light protects the road, and the flying sword light of a hundred feet surrounds the void. In this strange space, the ancestor of the Jinlan Sect also has an absolute advantage.
"Immortal magic is indeed powerful, but it is not the reason why you can cross this chasm."
The Baizhang sword light represents the inheritance of immortal magic - the ultimate in Yaoguang swordsmanship. The most terrifying thing is that until now, Zhang Shenling has not found where the opponent's flying sword is hidden in the void.
You know, this is in his picture scroll world, every stroke and every ink is in the eyes of his master.
"The most important thing to open the Heavenly Gate is the knowledge, understanding and use of void. Otherwise, where will the Heavenly Gate come from?"
"The Heavenly Gate is illusory, formless and insubstantial, yet it can communicate for thirty-three days. Why?"
"There is no other reason. If you want to copy Tianmen, you need to pick invisible matter from nothingness. There is a narrow chance of death. If you are not careful, it will lead to great terror."
"How can others understand the fear in it? If not careful, who would have needed tens or hundreds of years to copy Tianmen?"
As the oldest Golden Lotus cultivator in Yunmengze and the person with the highest level of cultivation, Zhang Zhu has one biggest flaw, which is that he is pleased with the outstanding talents of his younger disciples and surpassing their predecessors to reach higher places.
The reason why four clans can exist in one clan is all because of his kind thoughts. Otherwise, the Zhao family, the Gu family, the Shui family, and the Zhang family? No one can develop stably for two hundred years.
This is his weakness. As the guardian of Yunmeng Pavilion, he shoulders the mission of making the Yunmengze cultivation world more prosperous. This mission is imposed on himself.
It can be said that everything has come to this point because the ancestor of the Jinlan Sect, who opened the Golden Lotus nine early, is too kind and soft-hearted.
Suppressing the four major families, but not being ruthless enough to beat them all to death with one stick.
It can be said that there are countless reasons why Zhang Shenling can survive until now, but the most important thing must be this person's intolerance.
Now, Zhang Shenling was able to stand in front of him and flash the weapon in his hand.
Respect and resentment can appear in the same person.
The Zhang family's hatred for the Jinlan Sect is the accumulation of blood over the past hundred years, but similarly, most people in the Zhang family who know about this person, including Zhang Shenling, respect him.
They want to kill the old man, but they also respect each other. This is not a particularly obvious contradiction.
But the contradiction always exists, just like at this moment, when a gap opens in the old man's Tianmen, the flying sword body is finally exposed, and its fierce murderous intent seems to be able to tear the void apart.
The phantom of the fully bloomed golden lotus is slowly rotating. If anyone could see this scene, they would not doubt that the sword was already the limit of planting golden lotus.
Zhang Shenling hesitated, not because he was afraid of the power of the sword, but because of the old man with firm eyes.
"senior……"
"No need to say more!" Zhang Zhu interrupted Zhang Shenling, "I am responsible for what happened today. I want to see a bright world emerge in Yunmengze, shining in the millions of mountains for thousands of years."
"I didn't think about destroying your Zhang family back then, so I have to swallow this bitter pill."
"What's the point of regretting life? What's the point of fearing death?"
"You have been preparing for this day for I don't know how many years. Let's take action and see if my flying immortal sword in the Tianmen can block your Zhang family's immortal fire."
"I have seen your strength. You are no match for me, so you must have a trump card."
"What you said just now is just because I am worried that after I die, no one in Yunmengze will be able to show you the way to open the Tianmen."
"Kill me and destroy the Jinlan Sect, or be killed by me and the Zhang family will cease to exist from now on!"
"I advocate that after more than three hundred and ninety years of practice, the great path will be towards the Thirty-three Heavens, and I will have no regrets in my life."
The old man burst out with rare energy at this moment, and the whole void was roaring, but Zhang Shenling, who was silent, finally sighed.
The gaze under the Heavenly General's armor became intense, murderous, and emotionless.
"In that case, old man - just go to hell!"
boom! ! ! ! ! !
The sea of clouds in the sky boiled, turning into the most turbulent sea of fire at this moment. The earth cracked, red lava erupted, and the bright red liquid flowing on the earth gave birth to snow-white flowers.
At this moment, everyone looked at this magnificent scene in shock. The red world seemed to have turned into a furnace, refining everything.
The aura disappeared.
Zhang Qing tried his best, but couldn't plunder even a trace of spiritual energy from the void.
He looked in the direction of Zhang Shenling. The void was originally empty, but it reflected a light and shadow in the fiery red world.
Youxian, look back!
He looked at the world here, raised his hand, drew his pen, and painted the void.
On the earth, the snow-white flowers on the bright red lava suddenly floated to the sky, turning into rich liquid, and imprinted in the void with the flow of the pen in the hand of the vague fairy figure.
No one can understand what the fairy shadow is depicting.
But everyone felt it. Within a hundred miles, all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was burning in flames. The spiritual energy disappeared into the void, and then the sky was filled with gorgeous flames.
A red sun appeared above everyone's heads. The next moment, the sun fell, like a meteor across the sky, falling downwards.
Inexplicable fear filled their hearts, even the golden lotus cultivators couldn't help but stop. They felt the threat of death.
Zhang Shenling stood alone in the void. The blank scroll in his hand gradually faded away, but it seemed that he was still standing in the scroll.
In front of him, there was a world that no one could see. In it, the twilight old man looked up and looked at the sun formed by the condensed flames. He opened his mouth slightly, but in the end he said nothing.
"No one can record the immortality of an immortal, but the other side of an immortal is the power to destroy the world."
"In the eyes of immortals, the world is extremely weak. It can be destroyed with a flip of a hand."
"Even if the world is going to ruin, can you survive?"
Zhang Shenling looked ahead in silence, so what if the golden lotus was nine times open? From the moment he sealed it in the scroll, the other party was already destined to die.
The scroll world is about to be destroyed. How can the creatures in it escape from this power of heaven?
Standing silently in the void, a blazing fireball above Zhang Shenling's head got bigger and bigger, getting closer and closer, and finally, the flames flooded the world in the painting.
A heat wave spread in all directions, destroying the Jinlan Sect's formation and the few peaks on this desolate land.
The air was ignited, and thousands of monks, as well as those demons and alien species, were all spread in the ignited flames.
Countless Jinlan Sect disciples were wailing. Suddenly, they were unable to block the powerful flames and were burned alive to death.
Unfolding the scroll, there was nothing on it. Zhang Shenling released the magic and slowly put away the scroll.
"it's over."
