Infinite Heroes Seat

Above the sky, someone was holding a sword, pointed at the sky, and a spirit beast roared and echoed endlessly. {First issue}

The place where you enter the eyes is full of dazzling sword light, and the full light is full of reverberating strange curses, like the singing of the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and the grinning smiles of the Nine Nether demons.

The nameless sense of shock has drowned everyone at the top of Qingyun Mountain.

Daoist Cangsong turned pale, looked at the figure holding an ancient sword, strong and peerless, and muttered: "Zhu Xian! Dao Xuan!"

At the same time, the ghost king and the poison **** looked at each other and yelled, "Go!"

The ghost kingzong and the disciples of Wandumen seem to have been instructed long ago, and they gave up their opponents by coincidence, gathered together, and under the leadership of their own sovereign land, evacuate towards the place below the mountain.

Mrs. San Miao blinked her eyes, and then reacted, her face also changed, and she screamed at her sect, "Withdraw!"

Among the four major sects of the Demon Sect, Yu Yangzi, the chief of the Changshengtang who presided over this attack on Qingyun, was unwilling and cursed: "No matter how powerful he is, he is only one person with one sword, you group of brave bandits!"

But he is not stupid, the three factions have already withdrawn, leaving only his line to be unwilling, so he also greeted his subordinates to leave, but after this delay, it was already too late.

The world changed color, thunder blasted!

From the unknown places of the other six peaks of Qingyun Mountain, six brilliant lights flew in, divided into six colors: yellow, blue, red, green, orange, and blue, all shrouded together, and finally the seven wonderful lights came together. Dao Xuan's hands had been above the dazzling Gu Jian Zhuxian until this moment. Then a huge and incomparably colored Qi sword appeared on the top of Tongtian Peak, and the figure was even taller than the mountain.

In midair, Daoxuan Zhenren's indifferent voice came. "Since you are here, don't leave!"

The voice is loud, like a divine residence.

The next moment, on the ancient sword of Zhu Xian, a burst of light flickered, and after a while, on the huge Qi sword. Split into countless small swords, with extremely fierce momentum. He rushed down and rushed straight to the demon sect.

The sword falls like rain, and the world is killing!

The countless demon cultists who fell behind fought against each other, but the Qi sword was as if it were invincible. He stabbed straight down mercilessly, and the slightly weaker skills were immediately plunged into the ground, blood splashing. On Tongtian Peak, ghosts cried and howled wolves suddenly, screams endlessly, countless broken limbs and pieces of meat splashed, flesh and blood flying, and **** blood, like hell, even the first step in the ghost kingzong and the Wandumen were all injured. The casualties are not light.

But Daoxuan Zhenren was injured in the end, and the power of the Zhuxian Sword Array did not reach its peak, and eventually the ghost king and the poison **** combined their forces. Abruptly tore a gap in the east of the Great Array, and led his followers to escape. Even the Acacia Sect that had suffered heavy casualties before, and the casualties of the Changshengtang also had many masters who escaped.

The sword rain in the sky finally slowly weakened and stopped slowly.

Countless scattered blood blossoms quietly fell. Turned into a shocking **** scene, covering the Tongtian Peak in a **** color.

The real Daoxuan in the air slowly fell with the water Qilin. The current situation of this person and beast is extremely miserable. Daoxuan’s face is as yellow as paper, and the wound on his chest is torn apart. The water unicorn is completely black, and his body is broken. Sword, this beast desperately broke through the interception of Poison God and Mrs. San Miao, and came to the other side. At this time, it seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries.

With his face swallowing three big yellow pills that Tian couldn't easily pass over, Dao Xuan's complexion looked a little better. He looked at the chaotic main peak of Tongtian Peak and asked sadly: "How about casualties, casualties?"

Standing at the nearest to him, Tian Buyi hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Brother head, you should heal your wounds first..."

Daoxuan said categorically: "Say it!"

Tian Buyi suffocated. After looking around, he said with a sad expression: "Twenty-five elders killed 14 people in the battle, and four or five were seriously injured. Also unfortunately passed away, other, other junior disciples..."

Halfway through, Tian Buyi's voice also whimpered a bit, but he couldn't speak anymore.

Daoxuan shook his body, but his face was even paler. The strength of Qingyunmen that was proud of in the past has almost been lost in this battle. He sighed and closed his eyes and said: "I am sorry for Qingyunmen. Dai Patriarch!"

His voice was bleak and unspeakable. Everyone was silent for a while when they heard it, and they could only whispered comfortingly around him.

At this time, Master Puhong and others, who had been escorted to a safe place by Master Shuiyue just now, were also sent back by Shuiyue. At this time, the other party's face was already paler than before, and his injury had improved a bit, but he was still very weak.

After a few breaths, Master Puhong looked around, but he saw blood flowing into a river, and there were dead people and broken halls everywhere. He sighed and chanted: "Amitabha!"

Master Daoxuan nodded slightly to Master Puhong, gave a wry smile, and said, "How is the injury of Master?"

Master Puhong shook his head, and said, "Old Na can't die, but the real master has to take care!"

Daoxuan Zhenren shook his head and sighed, his eyes looked far away, and he suddenly fell to Zhang Xiaofan who was standing outside and not knowing what Lin Jingyu was talking to.

It should be said that he is the protagonist of the world. Although he has lost the Soul Eater, Zhang Xiaofan still survived the melee by relying on the two masters of Tai Chi Qingxuan Dao and Dafan Prajna, but he is now particularly embarrassed and covered in blood. , It seems that the injury is not light.

With a slight sigh, Dao Xuan turned his head and said to Tian hardly: "Junior Brother Tian, ​​you ask your apprentice Zhang Xiaofan to come over."

Although Qingyunmen has undergone major changes, the explanation that should be given is still to be given, especially for this matter, no matter who is right or wrong, he Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple must come to a conclusion, saying that Zhang Xiaofan must make some sacrifices, after all. Against the Demon Gate, the Qingyunmen family still lacked strength and needed the assistance of Tianyin Temple.

Tian Buyi's expression changed and he obviously thought of something, but he didn't dare to disobey his orders, so he turned around and said, "Lao Ba, come here. The real master has something to say to you."

Everyone was taken aback for a while, especially the disciples under Dazhufeng's school. Zhang Xiaofan was even more shocked, but his master's order was hard to violate. Had to bite the bullet and walked over.

After a while, everyone dispersed in a clearing, Zhang Xiaofan stood alone in front of Dao Xuan, and whispered: "Head."

Daoxuan Zhenren looked at him for a long while, and said in a low voice: "Now that you are still unwilling to tell the origin of the Great Brahma Prajna in you?"

Zhang Xiaofan's body shook, only to feel that the eyes of everyone around him were all at once on him. Among them are relevant and despised, but more. But it is doubtful!

The expression on his face was extremely painful, and the two thoughts in his mind kept fighting, but in the end Zhang Xiaofan gritted his teeth and said: "Head. Disciples can't—!"

"Say!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar that moved the audience, as straight as thunder, and shocked everyone, but it was Pukong, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple.

Pukong ranks the lowest among the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, but the temperament is the most intense. When he was young, he subdued demons and demons. With the Buddhist treasure "Futu Golden Bowl" in his hand, he did not know how many evildoers were killed. Later, he grew older. Comprehending the Buddha's intent gradually deepened, and then gradually became hermit in Tianyin Temple.

But today, Qingyun is in **** battle, and Pukong is killing it. Going **** and fighting against the demon sect in an unpredictable Buddhist way has inspired the ferocity of the past. You must know that this time the people of Tianyin Temple came to Qingyun Mountain with the heart to inquire about sins, and Tianyin Temple never spread it. The supreme truth, the "Great Brahma Prajna", would have been learned by a little disciple of Qingyunmen. How did this come about?

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan hesitating. Pukong was unspeakably upset, and couldn't help making a Buddhist lion roar! At the same time, the golden bowl in his hand shook. Said viciously at Zhang Xiaofan.

"Don't tell me, Lord Buddha will kill you today!"

Hearing this, Tian Buyi's face changed. He ignored his previous consumption, stood up in front of Zhang Xiaofan, and said coldly: "What is the meaning of Master Pukong? Could it be that I was deceived by the heavy casualties of Qingyunmen today? Want to insult my disciple?"

"Master!" Seeing Tian Buyi's actions at this time, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were red, and he almost cried.

And because of Tian Buyi’s words, the atmosphere that had just tended to ease again became tense. The people at Qingyunmen who had been saddened even stared at Pukong with bad eyes. At this time, it was not just Zhang Xiaofan’s problem, but rather It is about the face of Qingyunmen, even if the casualties are heavy, their Qingyunmen are not someone who can be humiliated at will.

Shocked by the look of the same enemy from Qingyunmen, Pu Kong messed up his hands and feet, a little unclear, and hurriedly defended Tian Buyi: "You, you don't talk nonsense, I, I just want to be fair!"

He didn't really want to kill Zhang Xiaofan. He just fainted for a while. At this time, he had some regrets after he recovered, but he still did not give up on the matter of Zhang Xiaofan.

It's a pity that Qingyunmen has just undergone a major change. One accidentally may even be removed from the three decent sects. Therefore, when it is the most sensitive, he cannot be looked down upon by others. Therefore, even if Pukong spoke to explain, the scene still did not ease down. .

Looking at the red-faced and red-faced junior, who didn't know what to say but refused to give up, then looked at the stubborn young man who was standing aside, silent and thin. Master Puhong, who was sitting next to Daoxuan Zhenren, suddenly spoke with a tone of voice. Painfully, he whispered: "Amitabha, sin, sin! If you plant evil, you will get evil results. Junior Brother Pukong, please stop embarrassing the benefactor, but this matter is my Tianyin Temple's fault!"

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was silent for an instant, and Pukong's body was even more like a wood. It took a while before he slowly turned to Master Puhong, and said in a harsh voice: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

Master Puhong's face was pale, and he didn't know whether it was the physical injury or the guilt in his heart. He closed his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, and said in a low voice for a long while: "Dharma."

I was taking care of Master Puhong's facial features, but his body shook and said, "The disciple is here."

Master Puhong slowly said: "You don't need to hide it, you tell them all! The junior brother did something wrong in the past, and today you must not wrong this Zhang benefactor again."

Fa Xiang slowly stepped forward, looked at countless faces of astonishment, and then landed on Lin Jingyu, Mo Wen and Zhang Xiaofan in the field, and finally stayed at Zhang Xiaofan.

"The Dafan Panruo learned by Donor Zhang was passed on by my uncle Puzhi from Tianyin Temple. It was not a secret practice!"

His voice paused, and then he said in a quiet voice: "Furthermore, back then, the people in Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain were killed—it was also the work of the people of Tianyin Temple!"

"what!"

In a moment. Countless horrified, shocked, unbelief, and angry voices burst out from the Yuqing Hall of Qingyun Mountain, even Taoist masters such as Taoxuan Zhenren and Tian Buyi. Can't help but change color on his face.

Zhang Xiaofan's face turned pale, and his body was crumbling.

Mo Wen lifted Soul Eater, his face particularly ugly.

And Lin Jingyu even pulled out the Dragon Slashing Sword, and the blue light was rippling.

Facing the scolding gazes of the crowd, Faxiang's head dropped slightly and continued to preach: "That murderer is my Sanshishushu. Puzhi Master, one of the four great monks."

"Uncle Puzhi came to Qingyun and met the head of Dao Xuan. He persuaded the two Buddhists and Daoists to practice the truth together, or might be involved in the mystery of longevity. Unexpectedly, he was politely rejected by the head of the mountain... , Uncle Puzhi wandered to Caomiao Village. Seeing that it was too late, he stayed overnight in the ruined temple in the village, that is, that night... He passed the Great Brahma Prajna to Junior Brother Zhang, but afterwards Uncle Puzhi’s Buddha power was greatly reduced, and he was invaded by the evil power of bloodthirsty beads, like a ghost possessed. He actually figured it out. He thought of killing all the villagers in Caomiao Village, and Qingyunmen was regarded as an orphan. Come on. That kid must be included under the door, so, so..."

"Ah!" Lin Jingyu roared wildly. Finally unable to bear it, the Dragon Slashing Sword and the body slashed towards the Faxiang, "I want to kill you, kill you!"

Daoxuan was anxious when he saw this, and screamed: "Quick, stop!" Before he could say anything. Tian Buyi and others took action one after another, stopping Lin Jingyu.

Although Lin Jingyu's cultivation base is not weak. But that was the appearance of the sixth and seventh floors of Yuqing Realm, how the opponents of the elders were, they were immediately pushed aside and couldn't struggle.

Seeing Lin Jingyu who kept saying "Kill you, kill you" in his mouth, Tian Buyi opened his mouth slightly, just trying to comfort him, but then he exclaimed: "Old Seven!"

At the next moment, everyone's complexion changed, and only one side, Mo Wen held Soul Eater in his hand, but quickly rushed towards Master Puhong.

In an instant, almost everyone had a thin cold sweat on their foreheads. Mo Wen was different from Lin Jingyu. As the most outstanding genius in Qingyunmen for hundreds of years, he had reached the Qing Dynasty at a young age. Realm, the strength of his body is extremely impressive. He has just fought against the masters of the demon cult. He is holding a black stick and a * mirror above his head. He is able to defeat many demons and even several people. , If he goes crazy, who else can stop it?

Especially now, the attention of the elders has been attracted by Lin Jingyu, and now in front of Master Puhong, apart from the master Daoxuan, there is actually no master.

"Old Qi, stop it!"

Tian is in a hurry when he sees it. He rushes towards this side while shouting loudly, if Mo Wen really kills Puhong, this matter will become a big deal, and the other elders are also desperately rushing here. It's just that they have fallen behind a lot, they can only watch Mo Wen rush towards Puhong.

"Brother, don't!"

Seeing Mo Wen who rushed out regardless, Tian Linger was taken aback for a moment, and then also exclaimed.

Next to Shui Yue, looking at Mo Wen, Lu Xueqi's face suddenly changed, her hand stretched out to Tianya behind her, but she looked at the distance between them, and then relaxed with a wry smile.

Among the disciples of the lower generations, only Faxiang glanced at Mo Wen with a complicated gaze, chanted a Buddha's name in a low voice, and suddenly stepped forward and stopped in front of Mo Wen.

Among the crowd, only his position could stop Mo Wen, but he did not make a move, just stood there quietly, with his hands clasped together.

"Amitabha Buddha, don't hear about the donor, the little monk of the past sins is willing to bear with all his strength, the head of the abbot is in danger of my Tianyin Temple, and I hope that the donor will be merciful!"

The soul-devouring cyan light circulated in his hand, and only hearing a bang, the face flew out, vomiting blood.

Facing the unrelenting face, Mo Wen didn't even show mercy at all, and in a blink of an eye he stepped over him and rushed to Puhong.

The True Essence that contained Tai Chi Qingxuan Dao kept flowing in his hands, Mo Wen slapped Puhong's head with a palm.

The real Taoxuan on the side raised his brows, ignoring his own injuries, he stood sideways between Mo Wen and Puhong.

"Presumptuous, don't stop me!"

With the blue light in his hand, Dao Xuan Zhenren met Mo Wen's extended arm.

In the same way, the real Tao Xuan Taoist who has reached the realm of Tai Chi Qing Xuan Dao, even if he is seriously injured, is sure to stop Mo Wen's blow, as long as the elders behind him can rush to Mo Wen after a single blow, everyone. The power of Mo Wen was absolutely able to subdue Mo Wen, and the situation was calmed down, at least Daoxuan Zhenren thought so.

Cyan and Cyan's palms touched, and the face of Dao Xuan, who was full of confidence, changed in an instant. He was extremely shocked, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Under everyone's attention, the cyan light on Mo Wen's palm turned slightly ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but it suddenly turned into a brilliant golden color.

That is amazingly big Fan Panruo!

The overbearing true essence, which was completely different from the Taiji Qingxuan Dao, rushed into the Taoxuan Daoxuan's body, and he was shot out, and his long snow-white beard was dyed red by the blood that he spouted.

Daoxuan flew with a blow, and there was no obstacle in front of Mo Wen. In Puhong's surprised eyes, he smiled and raised the Soul Eater in his hand.

The next moment, the black stick body was glowing with gloomy light, and it was inserted fiercely through Puhong's eye socket, and then poured out from the back of his head.

Spicy, ruthless, without a trace of hesitation. (To be continued)

ps: Thanks to Wu Gongziyu, the king of unclean dirt, Yuyu buried incense monthly ticket and game Xiansheng for their rewards.

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