No one cares about Chen Jian's death anymore.
In the field, Huike, Yang Liu, and the elders and disciples from several holy places did not pay any attention to Li Yan, who was already going crazy.
In a remote area of the crowd, Xi Yuan retreated quietly.
This killing round actually failed in this way. Even he couldn't think of any way to break it.
On that day, Xun Ju's promise was simple.
If he could kill that guy named Shen Yu, he would personally go to the academy and let him return to Central Continent and become a disciple of Liubo Mountain again.
Xi Yuan nodded in agreement without any hesitation.
Alone in the Demon Realm, surrounded by monsters of all sizes, Xi Yuan even felt that his identity had been exposed. The Demon Emperor treated him as a pet in a sense.
Just like human cultivators, they like to raise some spiritual beasts that guard the mountain gate.
But in the demon realm, he is a spiritual beast kept in captivity by demons.
The blood food that some big demons throw to themselves is their rations.
Xi Yuan was almost driven crazy by this kind of environment, until he saw Xun Ju's clone that day.
He finally felt that he was about to be freed.
Even if he didn't kill Shen Yu, the consequences would not be worse than being an undercover in the Demon Realm.
Today, the plan failed. It was time to return to Liubo Mountain and return to the mountain gate where I had been away for hundreds of years.
Xi Yuan couldn't help but smile.
...
Daozong.
Qinglu Hall.
The stalwart man held the fallen leaves tightly.
After a long time, Xun Ju turned around and stretched out his right hand.
The spiritual energy of the surrounding world began to swirl crazily, and a vortex of spiritual energy appeared in an instant.
Zheng!
A sword roared all over.
A thin white line suddenly appeared in the sky above Qinglu Hall, and the line instantly cut through the sea of clouds churning in the sky.
Then it landed straight down.
Xun Ju held the hilt of the sword, his eyes full of indifference.
Subsequently.
He stroked toward the west.
boom!
An astonishing sword energy rose.
"When he dies, you should bury him together!..."
...
The sword was as powerful as the setting sun over a long river, and the entire Dao Sect was awakened by this sudden killing intent.
Fly to the peak.
Su Mo read quietly.
The next moment, he stood up suddenly and looked towards the west.
Dou Ya'er was practicing swordplay in the courtyard and looked at his uncle in surprise. He had never seen such a look on Uncle Su's face.
anger.
Yes, Dou Ya'er thought about it. It has been three years since he came to Feilai Peak from Wanliu City. Master Su's expression has always been warm and gentle, and he has never been angry or unhappy.
But now, Master Su is extremely angry.
Dou Ya'er knew that the guy who made Master Su angry was in trouble.
really.
I saw the thick ancient book in Master Su's hand floating in an instant, and the original simple cover glowed with earthy yellow light.
The light rose into the sky and flew towards the sky.
"No one can touch my little junior brother."
Douyaer heard a thunderous voice in his ears.
...
Duzhen Palace.
Yu Wenwen took a deep breath and absorbed the last spiritual energy into her body, and then Zhou Tianhou opened her eyes.
There was some fragrant sweat on the woman's beautiful face, and her whole body was like a hibiscus, which was intoxicating.
If any outsiders come here again, they will definitely be surprised by the speed of the woman's cultivation.
Not long after she returned from Wanliu City, her realm had improved to another level, and now she was in the middle realm of transcending tribulation among the upper three realms.
With such a level of cultivation, even some of the latent cultivator elders in the Fourth Hall are far behind compared to him.
In the entire Taoist sect, except for that evildoer regardless of realm, Yu Wenwen should be number one.
"Well, what's going on?"
A chaotic aura disturbed the cave, and the woman frowned.
The next moment, she looked up to the west, and her expression suddenly changed.
"Uncle Xun, why!"
The woman did not hesitate and disappeared into the cave in an instant. ,
Buzz!
Only half a breath later, a huge mana enveloped the entire space. Yu Wenwen rushed forward several times, but was blocked by a gentle force barrier.
Yu Wenwen hurriedly said: "Master..., why are you blocking me."
After the words fell, a figure of a noble woman appeared in the sky, with a hint of guilt in her narrow eyes.
"Master, if I don't draw my sword, that guy will die!"
Yu Wenwen begged.
The whole world can make Daozong, a woman with outstanding talent and known as a cold fairy, plead. It is hard to imagine how important that person is in Yu Wenwen's heart.
Lou Lianzhao sighed and looked at the woman in front of him, as if he was a moth flying into the flame.
But there are always many people in the world, and many things are just mirror images. As time goes by, the good things that once were will eventually be forgotten.
Only the great road is eternal.
Lou Lian sighed and said, "If you don't go, he won't die. If you go, he will die instead."
Yu Wenwen stopped, with a puzzled face.
There is no explanation for the curtain move, just a touch of sleeves, and the entire sky is divided.
The next moment, Yu Wenwen fell softly.
Lou Lianzhao's eyes were filled with helplessness, and he finally picked her up and disappeared.
...
Daozong is tens of thousands of miles away from Lingyin Temple.
There are dozens of countries in the middle, as well as countless large and small practicing sects.
At the junction of Zhongzhou and Shazhou.
There is a middle-level sect, and the Holy Sect of the West Sea is hung on the mountain gate.
There are hundreds of practitioners in the sect, and the highest among them is a Supreme Elder who has half-stepped into the upper three realms.
At this moment, after practicing in the cave, the ancestor whom the disciples spoke of
Then he prepared to go to the Patriarch Hall as usual to listen to some important events of the sect.
But just stepped out of the cave.
boom!
There was a sound of thunder in the sky.
The next moment, the entire mountain gate suddenly lit up several times, and then a silent shock spread out in all directions with the Patriarch Hall as the center, like a boulder falling into the sea.
In the temples touched by this ripple, the boulders turned into dust in an instant.
The disciples who were alarmed by the loud noise had no time to shout, and the remaining rocks and jade around them also turned into smoke and dust.
Deathly silence.
The Supreme Elder's face was full of disbelief, and his eyes even clearly showed the expression of the most talented disciple in the sect.
That seemed to be asking.
Master, what happened?
But time also stopped at this moment, and this talented junior turned into smoke and dust.
What happened.
The Supreme Elder looked up and saw the center of the bright light. ap.
It was a sword energy.
At the very front of the majestic sword energy is a book emitting yellow light.
The sword energy slowly moved forward.
The pages of the book were blown away.
The layer of faint yellow light became thinner and thinner, but it always firmly blocked the direction of the sword energy.
When the two forces collided, a transparent ripple appeared out of thin air and then quietly disappeared.
After the impact and explosion of the spiritual energy, everything below was instantly destroyed by this force.
The entire Xihai Holy Sect disappeared into heaven and earth.
Thousands of miles away from Feilai Peak, a trace of red blood spilled from the corner of Su Mo's mouth, and he murmured: "It's still a little bit short."
...
Shen Yu suddenly stopped talking.
Countless around
Everyone was a little strange, only Hui Ke sensed something, and then raised his head suddenly.
I saw that the sky east of Lingshan seemed to be split in half alive.
In the distance, an unrivaled, shapeless sword energy passed by at an astonishing speed.
Even though it was thousands of miles away, the sound that split the air turned into substance like wind and waves.
Huike had never seen such a powerful and domineering sword intent, even when he met those lunatics in Sword Fairy City, he had never seen such power.
It seems that everything in the world is under this sword.
All will be destroyed.
Who drew the sword?
Shen Yu looked serious.
What should come will eventually come. Chen Jianzhi's position in that person's heart is just like that of Su Mo and the dean of the academy.
Chen Jianzhi died for his teacher's life and the friendship between his clan.
That person certainly wouldn't think so.
Therefore, if Chen Jian is alive, Shen Yu will also be dead.
And if Chen Jianzhi dies, then the master of Qinglu Palace will have no scruples.
Everyone must be buried with his favorite disciple.
He doesn't even care about Daoyan.
There are not many practitioners who have entered the upper three realms in the world, but they are not too few. At least, there are more than ten in each holy land, some like Dao Sect and Academy or even more.
But a strong person who has stepped into the pinnacle of the upper three realms, the fairyland.
But there were only those seven or eight people.
Among them, there are four Taoists, and Xun Ju is one of them, even ranking second among the four.
Even though he hasn't drawn a sword in hundreds of years.
But in the entire spiritual wasteland, no one dares to fight with him easily.
boom!
The sword energy finally reached Lingshan.
Countless dead leaves and trees flew up in the wind, and then turned into smoke and dust in an instant.
A few exclaimed in desperate voices.
A certain monk with white beard and hair on the Lingshan Mountain, his robes billowing, the wind blew across his face, and the old wrinkles were blown back like ripples.
next moment.
The leader of Lingyin Temple spit out a mouthful of blood and slammed into the towering Lingshan Mountain.
The sword energy was like a dragon, hovering over the Lingshan Mountain, and rushing toward the pagoda with a destructive aura.
The entire Lingshan Mountain seemed to be in danger under the fierce tornado sword energy.
The handsome man locked by this sword energy seemed extremely small at the moment.
this moment.
The entire spiritual wasteland witnessed with their own eyes what it was like to strike with all the strength of a peak fairyland practitioner.
...
Shen Yu looked calm.
Chen Jianzhi was blocked by the secret technique of Dongwang Island before, but the cause and effect that was finally stabilized became chaotic again.
There are nine black energies in the body all the time that appear and then disappear.
With every change, Shen Yu's face became paler.
From the time Daozong came down the mountain, to Nanhe City, to when Chen Jianzhi took his own life to retaliate, he told himself this countless times.
He is Shen Yu now.
Taoist Master Taixuan was a person from three thousand years ago, but in his previous life.
Without the strength and cultivation of the past, if he still maintains the mentality of being invincible, he will die if he is not careful.
It's real death.
There are no second chances.
But he still couldn't change.
Cultivation will never be so smooth, and no one can stand at the same height as yourself.
This is the character of Taoist Master Taixuan.
Now it also belongs to Shen Yu's character.
Even if you encounter someone who can threaten your life and death every time.
Shen Yu doesn't care.
But that doesn't mean he's stupid.
He had done this countless times in the face of attacks from experts at the pinnacle of cultivation.
After entering the realm of divine movement again.
He has tried many times, most of the time.
He won't lose.
