The world-crosser, what a noble existence he is. He is like the Minister of Justice of Pangu Continent. He can control the power of life and death of anyone. He holds Pangu's killing order. Who is not the pinnacle of the strong.
No wonder the World Crosser has disappeared since Chu Zhenxiong. The major forces thought that Pangu’s Ultimate Killing Order had become a memory in history with the fall of Chu Zhenxiong. Unexpectedly, Pangu’s Ultimate Killing Order actually turned out to be
If he falls into the hands of a loser, how can he conquer the evil and promote the good, hoe the strong and help the weak?
"Zhang Daoling, you are so brave!"
Just when everyone was in shock, a discordant roar suddenly sounded around Jiang Yunchen. Jiang Yunchen frowned, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
The one who spoke was none other than Lai Bikou, the chief law enforcement elder of Maoshan Garden. He had an angry look on his face. Back then, when his son was in great health, he went to the Divine Medical Valley to seek medical treatment. The then owner of the Valley, Ximen Tianchun, wanted him to find him.
This is Pangu’s ultimate killing order.
In fact, everyone understood at that time that Ximen Tianchun's daughter was raped and killed within the jurisdiction of Maoshan Garden, which has always made Ximen Tianchun resentful. If it weren't for the power of the seven major sects, he might have fought with her long ago.
The war started in Maoshan Garden.
Therefore, the Valley of Divine Doctors did not want to cure Laibiko's son at all, so he made such a condition.
"Why didn't you hand over Pangu's killing order back then! You...you killed my son!"
Laibikoo looked ferocious, how could you, a loser, get Pangu's killing order? Think about your despair at the beginning, all this was caused by Zhang Daoling.
Man is a strange creature, always having random thoughts for no reason. Poor Zhang Daoling can be humiliated just because of his low strength.
"Uncle Master, what are you talking about? I have the Pangu Killing Order but I can't use it. It has always been stored in my disciple's heart. Could it be that you want me to cut out my own heart to save your son!"
There was fierce anger in Zhang Daoling's eyes. The clay figurine still has a certain earthy nature!
"you......"
Laibiko was speechless for a moment and his face turned red. Your son is a human being, so isn’t his son not a human being?
"That's enough! Shut up, everyone!"
Jiang Yunchen sighed softly, calmed down his excitement, and scolded angrily: "Junior brother Lai, please pay attention to your identity when you speak in the future! Senior brother Zhang was our equal back then, why do you call you uncle now! You are worthy of the immortal
Master, are you going?"
"Senior brother...I..."
Laibiko hesitated for a long time and was speechless.
He, Jiang Yunchen, and Zhang Daoling are both under Zhang Qiming's sect. Zhang Daoling has excellent qualifications and his understanding of Taoism has reached a terrifying level. But even so, he can't snatch it away just because he is the son of the leader.
His most beloved Yu'er, luckily the sky has eyes, Zhang Daoling once fell into despair and never recovered!
"Hahaha, is this the Maoshan Garden that that old guy worked so hard to run? It's really like dog bites dog."
Qingyao laughed out loud, her black silk stockings fluttering, and her delicate charm like flowers and jade, which made several Maoshan Garden disciples stare blankly, and then their eyes began to blur.
"Uncle, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. Yun Chen does not want to be your enemy."
Jiang Yunchen also felt a sense of loss in his heart. Since his master passed the throne to him, Maoshan Garden has gradually declined and is no longer as famous as it once was. This is not the pain in his heart.
"Put down the butcher's knife? Hahaha, Yun Chen, when the seven major sects forced me to have no other way out, why didn't you put down the butcher's knife and let me live? Tell me, why?"
Qingyao looked at her with disdain and asked sternly, she just killed thousands of mortal things to vent her anger, but she was going to die, she really deserves to be punished!
"Hey, if my uncle is so stubborn, my nephew will be offended!"
Jiang Yunchen's eyes turned cold, and he slowly raised the long sword in his hand. He pointed at the divine sword and punished it on behalf of heaven!
"Hahaha, don't you like dogs biting dogs?"
Qing Yao's expression flashed with a hint of cunning, and she stroked her hair. The people in Maoshan Garden suddenly became confused. It turned out that several Maoshan Garden disciples actually swung their swords to chop down their companions. Blood rain spattered, and in the blink of an eye, there were five
Six people were killed.
"Master, what a trick!"
Jiang Yunchen shouted loudly, like an enlightenment, and thunder in the sky. The few Maoshan Garden disciples who had lost their minds just now were stunned on the spot, with faces full of fear and uneasiness.
"Master uncle, why should we embarrass the younger generation? Why should we take advantage of our nephew's move?"
The divine sword struck out, and the majesty of the sky came. Jiang Yunchen flew up, as if he were walking in the void, and an immortal Buddha came to the mortal world. He slashed out with one sword, and the shocking sword glory made the world go dark.
"The Tianque Divine Sword, the token of the leader of Maoshan Garden?"
Qingyao's originally unfocused eyes suddenly froze. Back then, she had been practicing hard day and night for it, but in the end, the old guy still gave it to that loser Zhang Qiming!
"The sword turns at the summit, and all the demons are slain!"
Qing Yao shouted softly, and the Sword Emperor turned around, drawing a beautiful arc. The same movement, the same moves, Maoshan Yuan's demon-slaying sword skill - Summit Sword Turn.
"Bang!"
With a shocking explosion, the two of them flew back several feet, and then the residual oil flew past, and they were instantly intertwined.
"Master Immortal, are the souls of Erhu and the others really here?"
While the battle was raging outside, Zhang Daoling quietly pulled Cheng Chi and slipped into the strange tower.
"Boy, stop talking nonsense. My soul-chasing plate is a treasure. I said it would be right here."
Zhang Daoling hit Cheng Chi hard on the head, and returned to his usual nonchalant and laughing demeanor, as if nothing happened just now.
"Old man, it hurts. Do you know? Okay, lead the way!"
Cheng Chi grinned and covered his head, glaring at Zhang Daoling.
"Follow me."
Zhang Daoling took a step forward, with a trace of warmth flowing in his heart. He had been humiliated for many years, and now Cheng Chi could treat him as he did before. How could he not be moved in his heart?
"Don't sigh that the demons of heaven are dancing, and the fields are starving and dying in blood caves! Intruders, your end is here!"
The cold and cold poetry trumpet suddenly sounded, and in an instant, the cold wind hit the strange tower and went straight into the bone marrow.
Red mist rose in front, and a blood-red figure slowly walked towards him, followed by ferocious blood-red monsters.
Cheng Chi and Zhang Daoling suddenly felt that the pressure around them doubled. The person in front of them had green hair and scarlet eyes exuding bloodthirsty brilliance. He was wearing blood-red armor and had a red snake head with gaping teeth in the middle of his belt, exuding a faint glow.
There was blood, a long red knife in his hand, blood trickling down involuntarily, and a pair of devil-headed combat boots that made people even more afraid.
"Well? Are you a subordinate of that devil Qingyao?"
Zhang Daoling took out a talisman from his arms, stepped back slightly and shouted in a deep voice.
"Qingyao? She doesn't deserve it! I am the blood palace and weep for blood without justice!"
Weeping Blood Wu Dao raised his long sword straight, and the demonic power spread out in all directions.
"Blood Palace? You belong to the Blood Demon! It just so happens that I want to collect some interest from the Blood Demon first!"
Waving his hand to summon the war soul blade, Cheng Chi flew forward and swept forward with his sword. The sword wind billowed up and all the monsters behind Weeping Wudao flew out one after another.