Ling Jianzi's eyes widened and he thought, why is this bad old man still cursing?
Originally, I had a splitting headache early this morning and was rolling on the ground. After listening to Uncle Su's words that the antidote was outside the Dao Sect, I followed the instructions and went to the Duzhen Palace, and then I came here based on my feelings.
After finally getting over his headache, he saw the land tornado that was about to sweep over the entire fishing village and the giant figure rising out of the sky.
"Old man, although I think you are a good person, why do you look so familiar?"
Ling Jianzi touched his chin, and after a moment he realized what he was doing. He was startled and said fiercely: "Your mother! You're not the old guy who teased me outside the woods, are you? What on earth did you do to me?" What's been planted in your mind! I'm warning you, I'm the great disciple of the Dao Sect. If you dare to play tricks, I'll have you killed!"
Yu Fuzi wiped his face covered with blood, his fingers trembled slightly, a ray of light slowly appeared from the palm of his hand, and then penetrated into the spiritual sea of Ling Jianzi, and said: "This time the Qianchuan Land has made a huge move. , obviously the information is very important, send it back immediately.”
Ling Jianzi was stunned, scratched his head and said, "What's the hurry? Let's go together."
"You are no match for that guy, don't seek death." Yu Fuzi gritted his teeth and stood up forcefully, ready to use his last strength to stop him for a moment, but then he saw Ling Jianzi's evil smile, and he instantly understood something. He looked up suddenly.
Unlike Yu Fuzi's hindsight, Dao Chi Mowen stopped his movements the moment he came out of Lingjianzi. A rare trace of seriousness and fear appeared on his usually indifferent face, and his whole body tensed up and faced The sea seems to be about to strike with thunder at the next moment.
Yu Fuzi looked up and saw this scene, and couldn't help but show surprise.
Mo Wen, the sword idiot, had a great reputation in the cultivation world in the past few years. His sword skills were so fierce that even he couldn't compete with him. But now, when someone comes, he can already make the sword idiot feel so powerful. pressure, then who could that person be? Could it be that the head of the Dao Sect came in person?
The next moment, the old man's question was answered.
A gentle breeze blew over the sea.
The sun shines through the dark clouds.
A figure appeared above the sea.
The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes stepping on the sea, and then the white dress begins to float and dance in the sea breeze as it bathes in the sun.
It turned out to be a woman.
The long skirt is flowing, the face is covered with white gauze, and the ice blue eyes as deep as the sea cannot show emotion, state, or age.
She just stood there quietly, without even any fairy sword or spiritual treasure, but the sword energy in the field was suddenly gone, and it could no longer cause any pressure.
"I didn't expect it would be you," Dao Chi said coldly.
"So what if it's me." The woman responded calmly, her voice cold and dusty.
After receiving the response, Dao Chi Mowen's face changed slightly, a little fearful, a little excited, and a little trembling that he couldn't hide.
The next moment, his aura climbed to its peak without concealment, and even the knife in his hand began to emit frost-like mist.
The mist spread slowly and turned into a strong wind, sweeping up countless seawater and sand and dust around him, and then began to rotate rapidly around his body.
Viewed from a distance, it looks like countless densely packed silkworms forming a large cocoon. The cocoon is getting bigger and bigger, becoming more and more terrifying, and the breath inside seems to be compressed to the extreme.
I don't know how long it took, but it seemed to be an instant. I heard a boom, and the big white cocoon formed by countless sword energy, sea water, and dust exploded instantly, turning into countless firefly-like light spots and dissipating in the sky. between heaven and earth.
Among them, the aura exuded by Dao Chi Mowen was completely different, eerie and terrifying, and there was actually a glimmer of green light in the holes of his eyes that had been blinded for a long time. The image of the ink-like sword in his hand changed even more, from black to scarlet red. It was long and narrow and strange. The arc at the top was vaguely bent into a semicircle. From a distance, it looked like a ghost sickle according to folklore.
If Mo Wen, the Dao Chi at the beginning, was like a ferocious sword cultivator, then now he is like a fierce ghost crawling out of hell.
Ling Jianzi felt hairy all over his body and cursed a monster.
When Yu Fuzi saw this scene, his eyes were gradually filled with shock.
Broken Blade Mountain's secret teachings.
Nine Nether Jue.
According to legend, if you can really cultivate to the extreme, you can borrow the power of Jiuyou ghosts and gods. From the scene in front of you, it seems that Dao Chi Mo Wen has successfully cultivated to the end of Jiu Nether Jue. If Dao Chi Mo Wen could not do it from the beginning If you make up your mind to kill him with the power of thunder, then he may not survive this long at all.
Just thinking of this, Yu Fuzi was even more shocked by the young woman whose posture was extremely casual from beginning to end.
The cold and cold woman who couldn't tell her age turned a blind eye to the change of Dao Chi, as if she didn't notice it at all. She just said calmly: "The abandoned disciples of Broken Blade Mountain in East Zuzhou dare to attack our Central Continent. It seems that the land of Qianchuan has been given to me. Your courage."
"Hahaha....."
A ferocious smile appeared at the corner of Dao Chi Mo Wen's mouth, full of fighting spirit. He bent his knees to a huge arc, and then suddenly rose up, appearing directly above the woman's head.
Holding the ghost sword with both hands, it was like an innocent soul seeking life, and he slashed it head-on. The extremely powerful sword carried a terrifying power, and a thousand-foot crack appeared in the sea of clouds in the sky, like a curtain being torn apart. There was a huge gash.
The man laughed loudly, with a powerful voice, "Killing one is killing, killing two is killing. It doesn't matter if you are a real immortal in the fairyland, even if you are replaced by Dao Yan, it won't matter, you will still be chopped in front of me. .”
Hearing this, the woman who had been motionless frowned slightly.
It's not that he feels difficult, he seems to be a little dissatisfied with this sentence.
"Wonderland?" Hearing these two words, Yu Fuzi seemed to understand something instantly and looked over with a hint of horror.
Daozong.
woman.
wonderland.
Six words almost told the origin of the woman.
As the most powerful holy land in the world, Daozong is almost unstoppable in the spiritual wilderness. The ultimate reason is that Daozong has four true immortals in the fairyland!
Although in the entire spiritual wasteland, perhaps the most famous one is Dao Zong Daoyan, or the one who was once the number one in the world on Lingyun Bang, Xiang Cangqiong.
But in the entire Linghuang Continent, everyone knows what the true immortal in the fairyland represents, and they also know how a female true immortal is an existence that is rare to meet but cannot be sought.
Among them, the main building of Duzhen Hall is a real fairy in the world, a woman in the fairyland.
The only one.
...
The sword that fell from the sky looked ordinary.
There was no accompanying spiritual power, no horrifying sound of roaring through the air, nothing at all, it seemed like a simple sword strike.
But everyone knows that the power of this sword is definitely the strongest sword that Dao Chi Mowen can use now.
The sword silently broke through the sea of clouds above the woman's head, and struck down on the woman's head with the posture of killing an immortal.
Faced with such a terrifying sword, the master of Duzhen Palace, or Lou Lian Zhao, just raised his head slightly, and then stretched out his right hand.
There is no magic weapon.
No dodge.
Not even using too much spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
Just extend your right hand casually, and then...
Clenched into a fist.
He punched it.
Seeing this scene, not only Ling Jianzi and Yu Fuzi, but also Dao Chi couldn't help but feel a little angry.
Even if you are the only true female immortal in the world.
Even if you are Master Daoyan’s junior sister.
But how can you be so trustworthy?
next moment.
Lou Lianzhao's fist collided with Mo Wen's ghost knife.
A huge roar echoed throughout the southwestern coast of Middle-earth.
The powerful oppression caused by the collision of the two spread out from the center.
Immediately afterwards.
The sea of clouds in the sky disappeared instantly.
The sea under the curtain wave began to flow, and a wave of thousands of feet rolled up behind him, rolling back like several dragons, rushing like the sea.
Looking at the opponent's intact right fist, Dao Chi Mowen looked like he had seen a ghost and murmured: "How is it possible..."
If the Lingbao Fairy Sword is used in the Loulian move.
If that woman was a true immortal, she would dodge his knife.
It was impossible for him to have such incomprehensible emotions.
Taoist cultivators are not martial artists.
Where does this terrifying physical power come from?
.....
.....
He lightly blocked the opponent's full blow, but Lou Lianzhao showed no expression at all. He just lightly shook his right fist, looking at the opponent's horrified expression, with some unconcealable disdain in his eyes.
Many years ago, Lou Lianzhao actually did many shocking things in Linghuang, but all of them were eventually suppressed by the feats of Daoyan Zhenren and Xiang Cangqiong, so he seemed a little less famous.
Later, Lou Liang recruited someone to go to the Southern Barbarian Demonic Realm. After going there for several years, his temperament changed drastically after he came back, and he went into seclusion. In the end, he became the only female fairy in the spiritual wilderness. From then on, the girl's mind was completely intact. No, naturally there are no stories of her in the spiritual wasteland.
However, in the Dao Sect back then, Lou Lianzhao was the only undisputed figure among the disciples in the Dao Sect, and his status was so high that even Dao Yan Zhenren and Xiang Cangqiong did not dare to provoke him. The former was doting on him, while the latter was naturally a little timid.
After all, faced with the tricks she faced when she was young, she could even point at Daoxuan Zhenren at the party, and Xun Ju and other senior brothers who are now real immortals would yell at her. If they disagreed with her, she would be chased to the ends of the earth in Dao Sect. This When it comes to temperament, Xiang Qiangqiong, who has always been fearless of heaven and earth, is quite unable to withstand it.
In other words, she is the most difficult person to offend within the Dao Sect.
Whether it's temperament or realm.
Coincidentally, at this moment, Lou Lianzhao's face was calm from beginning to end, but his heart was already very cold.
Not only because the opponent is a sword cultivator from Broken Blade Mountain, not only because the opponent is from the land of Qianchuan, but more importantly because the opponent said something when he used the sword before: "So what if it's Dao Yan instead?"
Yes.
This statement made Lou Lianchao frown.
Senior Brother Daoyan is very strong.
I'm still strong.
He can kill you.
I can still do it.
What qualifications do you have to say such things in front of me?
So Lou Lianzhao clenched his fist again, without any warning, without any fluctuation of spiritual energy, he just smashed towards the sword in a simple and unpretentious manner.
No punches were thrown at anyone.
Instead, he pointed towards the ghost knife in Dao Chi Mowen's hand.
The breeze blew over the hills, and my fist hit the blade.
There was another burst of earth-shaking thunder, like thunder exploding from the center of the two of them.
The powerful impact made Dao Chi fly back to the beach again. He looked at the sword that was trembling in his hand with a ridiculous look in his eyes.
"Crazy, you are not a martial artist, you still want to break the sword in my hand with your fist?"
Many years ago, he had a fight with Lou Lian Zhao at Broken Blade Mountain. Although Lou Lian Zhao at that time was extremely powerful in Taoism, he had no unreasonable fighting methods at all.
A Taoist true immortal does not use Taoism or magic weapons, but uses fists to fight against the enemy. What on earth is he doing?
However, he didn't have time to think. A move from the building curtain came like a shadow, and then he was punched again.
On the beach.
The two fought against the enemy with fists and knives respectively, without any fancy skills, as simple and direct as two young martial artists who had not yet completed their training.
One punch.
Another punch.
From punch to knife.
I saw that the unparalleled, fierce and domineering Dao Chi had no resistance at all, and was forced to retreat one after another.
Looking at this scene, Ling Jianzi's face was dull.
For the first time, he seemed to have discovered a new world, and almost fell to his knees to watch this scene.
Why.
A woman can be so fierce.
...
...
Daozong, fly to the top of the mountain.
Shen Yu and Su Mo looked at the changing sea of clouds in the southwest.
"Junior brother, do you know how the world evaluates Uncle Lou?"
There was a hint of weirdness in Su Mo's eyes, and he smiled and said: "Since my uncle has been practicing, whether he has fought with her or not, he has always used the word fierce to describe him."
Shen Yu said calmly: "If a woman is fierce, she must have a bad temper."
Su Mo shook his head and said with a smile: "That's wrong, Master Lou's temper is different from her fist."
This time the master invited the only female true immortal in the world, thinking that the person who drew the talisman should be able to survive, and God's will can sometimes change.
And Mr. Lou is exactly the person who can change God's will.
Since coming to Daozong, Shen Yu has never seen the master of Duzhen Palace, who is Shang Yingluo's senior sister, and has rarely heard of the deeds of this legendary woman who entered the fairyland.
But now looking at the wanton fist in the distance, the situation has changed. From the moment Yufuzi first spread the word about the Anzi of Qianchuan Land, the Nine Holy Lands unanimously chose one thing.
That is to find out where the Land of Thousand Rivers is.
"The land of Qianchuan will not let Yu Fuzi survive easily." Shen Yu said lightly.
Su Mo nodded, but did not speak. Everyone knew that the Qianchuan Land had already spread its influence throughout the entire spiritual wasteland, with countless chess pieces. It was even rumored that the big shots of the three religions who had reached their peak might be from the Qianchuan Land.
The junior brother's worries were unfounded. How could a hidden sect that had existed for nearly a thousand years be revealed to the world so easily by an old man who drew talismans?
Su Mo looked at the increasingly gloomy sky in the southwest of Zhongzhou and said calmly: "It seems that everything depends on God's will again."
