I remember back then, that mysterious old monk in yellow broke into Tianhe City alone, occupied the Yuanyang Tianjin Pagoda, and tempered the Nine Turns Golden Pill for Liang Yan to protect the law.
At that time, the pagoda was covered by his magic power, so that the experts from Tianhe City outside could not see the scene inside clearly, but Liang Yan could spy on everyone outside.
I still remember those great masters, headed by Master Ling'ao, followed by "Vulcan Sword" Zhu Mang, "Emperor Zihe" Yue Wankun, and "Ma Yi Fu Ru" Tong Kunshan.
The cultivation of these three people is not weak, and they are ranked in the top five among the masters in Tianhe City. Especially the Vulcan Sword Zhu Mang, who had the cultivation to overcome the Seven Difficulties at that time!
"The world is unpredictable and the situation is changing. I didn't expect to meet them here again."
Liang Yan sighed in his heart.
Hundreds of years ago, he was just a golden elixir realm monk who had just broken his elixir and rebuilt it. He was looking up at these people in the pagoda.
In his eyes, these three people are all unattainable and powerful beings!
Just the slightest hint of aura they showed during the fight was enough to make Liang Yan tremble with fear. It was like the difference between ants and mountains. They couldn't be compared at all.
The big colorful hand in the distance suddenly exerted force and tightly grasped the Heavenly Golden Ring. The latter made a sharp and harsh sound and trembled in his hand.
Suddenly, he felt that the strong wind around him gradually subsided, and the entire battlefield seemed to become quiet. Even the murderous aura that had just come towards him slowly dissipated at this moment.
"Humph, you are so stubborn!" Yue Wankun said coldly.
This man has a tall and straight figure with broad shoulders. Although his face is calm, there is an indescribable fierceness about him that makes people want to stay away from him involuntarily.
His magic weapon is rarely seen through by others, but once someone discovers it, they want to get rid of it quickly.
In the battle of Tianhe City, Tong Kunshan used this magic weapon to fight against the old monk in yellow. Unfortunately, his cultivation was far inferior to that of the opponent. Instead of hurting the enemy, the magic weapon was taken away by the enemy and calcined with magic fire, causing cracks in the magic weapon.
Although he has not been defeated yet, his full-strength attack just now was easily defused by the opponent. What other means do he have to compete with this person again?
The second disaster was a watershed, and there was a huge gap between the monks who had survived and the monks who had not! In addition, Tong Kunshan took refuge in Tiangong City and received huge benefits. Not only was his natal magic weapon upgraded, but his own cultivation level was also greatly improved.
The magic weapon that I am most proud of, was caught by the opponent with only two fingers?
Tong Kunshan's face was shocked, as if he had seen a ghost.
Tong Kunshan's natal magic weapon was destroyed, his heart was bleeding, and when he heard this, he was so angry that he was so angry!
"Why, it's gone?"
And amid the laughter, the jade heart ring rotated on the spot, releasing streaks of white rays of light that pierced into the colorful hands.
"You frog in the well, a lowly person! How dare you destroy my magic weapon! Please pay attention, I will extract the souls of Shenyue Sect from top to bottom, and I will not let you die easily! Especially Shen Qiuyue, who you value most,
I will play with her until she dies, then make her into a human pig and stand it on your grave for you to watch day and night, hahahahaha!"
"You old man, if you want to fight, fight! How can I, a disciple of the Shenyue Sect, let you humiliate me!"
"You're not good at this magic weapon. Do you have anything more powerful? Give it to me to play with." The man in gray chuckled.
Tong Kunshan's voice was very low at first, then gradually became louder, and his face became distorted.
At this moment, Mo Wuhen was heartbroken.
In Mo Wuhen's eyes, this man himself is a sword. Even if this sword is approachable, his sharp blade still makes people stay away from him.
"Since I embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, I have never seen such a terrifying aura!"
Tong Kunshan's face was sinister. He pinched the magic formula in his hand and a pair of ring magic weapons appeared on his head.
Tong Kunshan pointed with his hand, and the double rings of Tianxin erupted with a terrifying aura, like two full-moon scimitars, extremely sharp!
Mo Wuhen refused to give in and faced him tit for tat, his momentum reaching its peak!
He injected his own magic power into the formation, controlled the seven-colored big hand to grab it suddenly, and actually broke through the peripheral glow of the Tianxin Double Ring, and grabbed the Tianjin Ring in his hand.
"Do you think that as long as this sect-protecting formation is here, there is nothing we can do to you?"
After saying that, he used his magic power again, condensing the power of the Shenyue Sect's sect-protecting formation and turning it into a colorful beam of light, which shot towards the location of Tong Kunshan.
The two Tianxin rings each have their own magical uses. The Jade Heart Ring can break spells, while the Tianjin Ring is a killing weapon. The two cooperate with each other. The Jade Heart Ring is in front to attract the opponent's spells, and then the Tianjin Ring delivers a fatal blow. Many
Opponents who didn't know what was going on suffered from this, and their souls were blown away by the Tianjin Ring, and they died in a miserable state.
But at this moment, a palm suddenly poked out from the void, with five fingers glowing with a faint golden light. He grabbed it forward and actually grabbed both the Heavenly Golden Ring and the Jade Heart Ring.
Unexpectedly, today a crack was made by a monk who had overcome five difficulties.
Tong Kunshan's eyes were as cold as knives, and he looked at Mo Wuhen as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Break it for me!"
And Mo Wuhen was just a casual cultivator who established the Shenyue Sect and became the ancestor of the sect. He was not a monk from the Seven Mountains and Twelve Cities. How could he compete with Tong Kunshan?
There was a warm place in his heart, which was originally used to protect these disciples, but now it was about to be torn to pieces.
brush!
I saw the double rings of Tianxin cutting through the sky, and two rays of light, one gold and one white, entangled with each other, erupting with terrifying power!
Quiet, quiet as never before!
The entire Beiming army was as silent as a cicada, and the low-level monks were holding their breath and concentrating at this moment, not daring to make a sound.
"Sect Leader Mo, do you think you are powerful? You single-handedly blocked our Beiming offensive?"
I saw the man in gray casually grabbing the Tianxin Double Ring and rubbing it with both hands. This magic weapon carefully refined by Tong Kunshan was crushed into powder in his palms.
The man in gray clothes seemed to have done a trivial thing. After rubbing, he casually dusted off the magic weapon fragments from his sleeves.
Mo Wuhen was closing his eyes and waiting to die.
At the same time, the entire Beiming army, including "Vulcan Sword" Zhu Mang and "Purple River Emperor" Yue Wankun, all opened their eyes wide with expressions of disbelief.
Mo Wuhen shouted loudly and activated his magic power to the extreme.
"'Tianhe Three Elders'?"
Tong Kunshan's old face flushed red, and turned pale again after a moment. He staggered a few steps in mid-air, and finally couldn't help it anymore, raised his head and spit out a mist of blood.
"you!"
But he didn't back down!
Behind him is the sect he worked so hard to create. Thinking of the poor children he took in and the memories they brought to him, now, he must keep these disciples even if they are broken into pieces!
"Come on, I'm not afraid of you!"
Mo Wuhen slowly closed his eyes in despair.
Tong Kunshan was furious, pinched the magic formula in his hand, and pointed at the double heavenly gold ring in the man's hand.
As soon as he finished speaking, he fired another magic spell, and the double rings of Tianxin cut through the void, shattering the peripheral glow of the mountain-protecting formation, and galloped towards Mo Wuhen.
Tong Kunshan sneered: "Old Zamao, the gap between you and me is like a firefly and a bright moon. Trying to rely on the power of the formation to block it? It's a joke!"
After hearing this, Mo Wuhen's body trembled with anger.
Mo Wuhen opened his eyes suddenly, only to see the void tearing apart about ten feet in front of him, and a young man wearing gray robes walked out of it.
There was only a muffled sound, the colorful glow quickly dissipated, and the big hand no longer existed.
"How can it be!"
"Everyone in the Shenyue Sect would rather die standing than live on their knees!"
Tong Kunshan laughed wildly, his original air of elegance disappeared, and all that remained was madness.
The man in gray clothes showed a look of disappointment, sighed and said: "So this is all you 'Tianhe Three Elders' can do? Then in my opinion, it's better to call them 'Mound of Three Elders', right?"
After all, no one is willing to leak their own details. If he was interested in making fun of Mo Wuhen's female disciple just now, then now he just wants to slaughter the whole Shenyue Sect!
Mo Wuhen touched his chin, with a look of awe in his eyes.
The existence that was unattainable back then and needed him to look up to is no longer his enemy.
This is the truth. You must know that the Double Ring of Heaven and Heart is Tong Kunshan's most proud magic weapon. After it was destroyed by the unknown monk in yellow, in order to vent his anger, he slaughtered all the Buddhist and Taoist sects, killing them millions of miles away.
No one here dares to practice Buddhism!
Fortunately, after joining Tiangong City later, he got the opportunity to repair the double rings of Tianxin, and even upgraded the magic weapon to a higher level. Only then did Tong Kunshan gradually calm down the murderous intention in his heart.
Tong Kunshan was the first to come to his senses.
"you wanna die!"
He narrowed his eyes slightly in the strong wind and carefully observed the trajectory of the double rings of Tianxin. Then he concentrated his strength and condensed the seven-color light beam into a huge palm, grabbing hard at the golden ring of Tianxin among the double rings.
To be continued...