Chen Ping'an stood on the spider thread that connected the two bright moons, took a step back, and fell straight down, chasing the ancient monster that took the initiative to withdraw from the battlefield.
At the same time, he stretched out his hand and pulled the spider silk that the owner had no time to take away, and put it into his sleeve. Anyway, Lu Chen was there, so there was no need to worry about future troubles.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the door. Across the door was Qingming Tianxia, ​​where Taoism was full of energy and atmosphere. It seemed that a large group of Taoist priests on the mountain were gathering one after another.
Bai Ze and Li Sheng were close friends who had fought side by side for thousands of years. However, tens of thousands of years later, when they each took action, they showed no mercy. For the sake of the bright moon that was about to move out of the wild world, one of them stopped the four of them.
The sword cultivators worked hand in hand to drag the moon, and one of them blocked Bai Ze's block, and the two sides fought in chaos.
Both parties were already great monks in the Fourteenth Realm ten thousand years ago, and because of the great truth in their hearts, they voluntarily chose to give up and advance to the Fifteenth Realm.
The Dharma image in white clothes has ancient meaning, and the Dharma image in Confucian robes is majestic and upright.
Every warp and latitude thread on the ceremonial sage's Confucian shirt is a universal "rule."
Upon closer inspection, the "Baize Dharma Appearance" is made up of the true names of countless demon clans.
Therefore, every time the two sides' Dharma collapses, it is a veritable earth-shaking, great battle.
Lu Chen finally found a fleeting opportunity, took out a page of Taoist script from his sleeve, muttered something, then threw a self-made talisman filled with purple energy, and went through the gate connecting the two worlds.
Bai Yujing, to announce the good news to the second senior brother, quickly lead Brother Bai Yujing over to catch the bright moon, and be safe early, and then close the door immediately, otherwise Bai Ze will act cruelly, directly change the battlefield to Qingming Tianxia, ​​and punch again
Smashing that bright moon would have disastrous consequences.
With Bai Ze's level of cultivation, even in Qingming World, senior brother Yu Dou is destined to be unable to keep him even if he is wearing a robe and holding an immortal sword. Once the Ritual Saint arrives in Qingming World, the overwhelming weight of the Great Dao is unimaginable.
, even more exaggerated than the Holy Master going to Qing Ming Tianxia. Moreover, Lu Chen knows the temper of his senior brother best and is absolutely unwilling to join forces with anyone to fight against the enemy, especially Bai Ze's way of joining the Tao. He will not be seriously injured.
, it’s no different. As long as Bai Ze is returned to the wild world, with Bai Ze’s true body’s toughness and Bai Ze’s deep understanding of many Taoisms in the world, I believe he will soon regain his fighting strength.
After all, not everyone can give advice on Fei Fei's water method.
The skinny old man who woke up from his long sleep deep under the ruins of the Moon Palace, on the way down, in just a few breaths, he had transformed into the appearance of a middle-aged man, and was still in a mysterious state similar to the Taoist return to nature. Not surprisingly,
I believe that it will soon be transformed into a youthful posture, and this change is not caused by a blind eye, but an unstoppable manifestation of the great road.
This great demon at the peak of the Ascension Realm fell straight to the earth.
I never expected to be followed by the guy wearing a lotus crown.
The big demon was holding a long sword, wrapped around his back, his heartbeat was twitching slightly, he just quickly weighed the pros and cons, and gave up the urge to hand the sword to kill people.
The distance between the two sides was only ten feet, and the two rainbow lights of sword energy hit the wild land together. The movement was as loud as thunder.
The big demon asked in an ancient wild proverb: "Won't you help that little master?"
Unexpectedly, the human monk actually smiled and said with an extremely proficient ancient wild language: "Didn't you help Mr. Bai?"
The peak-level demon, who was already a young man, was slightly surprised, "Did I make a mistake? You are not actually a human being?"
Who would be a young human monk to study the ancient language of the wilderness when he is full?
Furthermore, there is indeed a vague and familiar aura about this monk.
Seeing that the man was smiling and not saying anything, the ancient demon asked: "Why are you following me?"
The man was sincere, "Let's see if we can take advantage of your unstable state and find an opportunity to kill you before you truly return to your peak."
A net hangs in the void, and tens of billions of murderous auras arise.
It is most suitable for those battlefields that occupy favorable geographical locations. As long as a lair is built in advance deep underground, it only needs to "impede the flying of insects". For the human race who have fallen into the trap, the monks of the lower five realms and the soldiers and horses under the mountain similar to the Great Li cavalry.
To a large extent, this Ascension Realm monster is simply the most terrifying array master.
What's more, this ancient demon is also a peak swordsman who carries one or even several ancient swordsmanship.
The big demon laughed dumbly.
Are today's young monks all so high-level, so bad-tempered, and so direct in their speech?
Compared to the previous ones, the sword cultivator in front of him is even weirder when it comes to age. The mountains and rivers in this small world are obviously less than fifty years old in terms of "one year old", but if he is shaped according to the long river of time,
Judging from some growth rings, the sword cultivator in front of me is still not very old, but at least he has been a monk for about 300 years, and only occasionally shows that he is 4,000 or 5,000 years old.
Looking at the young sword cultivator with sleeves in his hands, the great demon sneered: "Don't lie to me here. If you were really capable and 50% sure, you would have drawn your sword long ago."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then let's give it a try?"
The big demon had no reason to think of his Taoist companion, that little bitch, who was so ruthless with his sword.
It’s better not to try it.
Not necessary.
The real reason was that the guy glanced at the ground intentionally or unintentionally, as if he could see through his own mind. Once his feet touched the ground, a sky and earth were formed, and nets were spread all over the sky and the ground.
In your own world, if you call a few helpers and fight against a fourteenth-level monk, even if the chance of winning is slim, you still have to peel off a layer of the opponent's skin, such as informing Tuoyue Mountain...
Damn it, why is Tuoyue Mountain gone?
Could it be that Haoran Tianxia has already reached Tuoyue Mountain?
Looking around, I saw the human race's military formations, they didn't look like them at all.
The big demon's heart suddenly went cold. He quickly weighed the pros and cons and decided that it would be safer to gather the six-hole demons and spirits under his command in the past. After eating and drinking enough, he could return to his peak before asking for swordsmanship. It was safer. But not
I don’t know if those disciples and grandchildren will spread their branches in the wild world after ten thousand years.
Why did I have so many surprises after being awakened by Bai Ze this time? Is it over yet?
The big demon looked quite helpless, and became more and more determined. He had to hold back his temper, and it would be better to do less than to do more, so he said straightforwardly: "Tell me, how can we agree to go separate ways."
Face is nothing.
At that time, spells fell like rain on the earth. On the earth, no matter the demon or human race, only those who had great opportunities were able to climb mountains and practice.
In fact, compared to Bai Ze, this group of monster monks who were just promoted are considered juniors in cultivation, and their qualifications are average, because sword training was something that it and a supreme being kneeled on the ground, kowtowed and begged for.
Lu Chen noticed the change in Chen Ping'an's mood and had to remind him: "Don't really start a fight. Li Sheng will suffer more if he fights with Bai Ze here."
Chen Ping'an said in his heart: "There are a few."
Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Pingan smiled and said, "I think the sword in your hand is pretty good."
The quintessence of the bright moonlight from the previous round was condensed into a long sword by this peak demon using a secret method.
The big demon came around and held the sword in his hand, shaking the sword flower, and the moonlight was flowing, "I told you earlier, I will give it to you."
Chen Pingan reached out a hand from his sleeve, not to pick up the sword, but to hold the Yeyou behind his back.
The big demon nodded, somewhat interesting.
After that, both sides used all their strength to draw out their swords and struck each other with swords.
Each body retreated for ten miles, and the sword in the big demon's hand instantly shattered and turned into a large piece of rich moonlight, the moonlight was as thick as mercury.
The big demon disappeared, and a huge pit suddenly appeared on the ground. The demon "young swordsman" who returned to the world from the ruins of Mingyue slightly bent his knees, straightened his back, and looked up at the human race who was not chasing him.
The sword cultivator seems to want to remember that face.
Chen Pingan waved his sleeves and pocketed the moonlight.
With a flash of sword light, he headed towards the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
When Chen Ping'an stepped on the city head with his feet and Lu Chen leaned back and lay down in the Lotus Dojo, the Baiyu Jingsan Master felt relieved, and the poor Taoist finally no longer had to worry.
Not only did the days seem like years, it was like completing a thousand years of work in one day.
He Shou fell from the sky, still following the rules, hanging outside the city head, without his feet touching the ground. The old master carefully took out the ancient magic weapon, but he only dared to hold it empty, and did not dare to hold it at all.
He Shou gently pushed the narrow knife to the young hermit official who had returned to the city after a long journey, "This knife is the weapon left behind by the boss sword fairy after he killed the god 'executor' with one sword. The boss sword fairy let him
I hand this knife over to you as a wedding gift to you and Ning Jianxian."
In the lotus dojo inside the Taoist crown, Lu Chen stretched his neck, widened his eyes, and carefully looked at the legendary weapon. This was a well-deserved "magic weapon". Compared with the spiritual weapons of later generations, it was of higher quality.
Even better, there is no need to refine it. As long as you can make this type of weapon recognize its owner, you can obtain one or even several ancient magical powers.
He Shou reminded: "Yin Guan should be careful, this blade is extremely difficult to control."
The narrow sword Zhan Kan, which was exchanged from the Huwai Tianmo, was once used for executions at the Dragon Slayer Platform.
Separated by the wall of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the two blades are adjacent to each other, and the emperor and his ministers are different.
The ancient high-ranking god, the executioner, said when he appeared in this world, those who are lucky enough to see this sharp blade will be unlucky.
To be continued...