The ten thousand-foot phantom gradually appeared in the Guiyun Immortal Sect, lighting up the dark night sky.
Like the bright moon rising over the sea, like the rising sun shining on the top of a mountain, its brilliance shines brightly.
The dharma image in the sky that looked like an immortal in the sky was instantly shattered, and countless fragments of light and shadow gradually scattered in the sky, like floating snowflakes.
Lu Caiwei was shocked when she saw the huge holy statue in the distance that was almost as high as heaven and earth.
"Everyone has gods in their hearts. They see the truth but not the truth. They are like gods and saints."
Liu Shouyi, who came from Kunlun on the top of the mountain, said with a sigh on his face: "What a Confucian sect's way of showing one's saintliness, but I misjudged it. According to what our ancestors said, one can be called a saint by showing one's saintliness. I didn't expect that this kid has actually come this far."
step."
Shen Yu looked into the distance, shook his head and said, "No, I just used the means of feedback from heaven and earth to myself."
In the field.
Zhong Shenluo looked at the scene in front of him, his face bloodless.
"I'm not very good at fighting. I've been reading the saints' classics for a long time, and I've just learned a few subtle methods of showing saints in front of others. I hope I can gain the Dharma eyes of the master."
The middle-aged scholar coughed slightly and took a step forward.
The ten-thousand-foot holy statue behind him then moved forward, followed by a gentle strike from the ruler.
At the top of the sky, in the center where countless rays of light converged, cracks in the void appeared out of thin air.
Jiang Zhouyao continued: "Since it cannot be destroyed or established, today I will completely smash the Guiyun Immortal Sect and then reunite it."
The Confucian saint statue closed its eyes tightly and collapsed towards the ground with one foot.
Who says a scholar is useless?
I saw that for thousands of miles around, countless formations and restrictions were shattered, cracks were twisting and turning, and pavilions and palaces collapsed.
The originally towering mountain gate was turned into a pile of ruins after the earth collapsed.
"You bastard, you're looking for death."
Seeing that hundreds of years of foundation were destroyed in one fell swoop, Zhong Shenluo's eyes turned red, and with endless hatred, he headed directly towards the middle-aged scholar.
The spiritual energy is rolling, and the murderous intention is filling the sky, like a stormy sea.
Jiang Zhouyao looked calm and pointed lightly with his right hand.
The holy statue above his head took another step.
Boom!
The ground suddenly formed a huge footprint hundreds of feet deep into the ground.
Zhong Shen fell to the ground and was heavily trampled by the huge figure.
Jiang Zhouyao slowly walked in step by step, and finally stood in front of the other party, saying calmly: "Today, I will abolish your cultivation, remove you from the position of being a teacher, and then imprison you for a hundred years, and you will not be able to practice in this life."
Zhong Shenluo lay on the ground, bleeding from all his orifices. He was no longer as domineering as before, and roared: "I am the headmaster of the Guiyun Immortal Sect, what qualifications do you have to dethrone me."
"Based on the last sect leader's will!"
"Leave me Jiang Zhou Yao!"
"Just because I am a returnee..."
The scholar wanted to give some reasons, but suddenly he covered his mouth with his right hand. After a while, he let go, and his palm was already covered in scarlet.
At this moment of trance, Zhong Shenluo burst out with majestic energy, shook the left foot of the holy statue, and fled towards the distant horizon in embarrassment.
Jiang Zhouyao looked pale, shook his head and said, "If you have no intention of repenting, then go die!"
All the spiritual power in the surrounding sky converged on the right hand of the ten thousand-foot holy statue holding the ruler, shining as brightly as the bright red sun.
The fiery red ruler struck the figure in the distance with a bang.
Zhong Shenluo felt the majestic and extremely destructive aura, and could no longer care about anything else. His mind was intense and he shouted into the air: "Save me!"
In the sky far away from Guiyun Immortal Sect, there is a mysterious and dark black lotus floating. No matter how the wind and clouds are surging around it, it seems to be a pool of stagnant water.
At this moment, Hei Lian started to move and arrived in front of Zhong Shenluo almost in one breath.
The strange and dark Black Lotus set the ruler at the last moment.
The sky was shaking violently.
boom!
The two retreated from each other.
The light and shadow of the Confucian saint's statue dimmed a lot in an instant.
As if the black lotus platform had the upper hand, the edge between heaven and earth was finally completely replaced by that black shadow, and a cold and murderous aura spread across the world.
A stalwart man appeared on the black lotus at some point, with flying black hair, lips as red as blood, and a faint contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth.
Shen Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Sir, your reputation is indeed well-deserved. I am really lucky to meet you today. It's a pity..."
The stalwart man who suddenly appeared glanced at the crumbling holy statue and said with a smile: "The training time is too short. If you force yourself to improve your realm through talent and life span, there will be some gap after all."
Jiang Zhouyao looked indifferent and said: "I have heard of the name of Mingcao in the land of thousands of rivers."
The stalwart man felt the subtle changes in the world, raised his eyebrows and said: "Since you know my name, you still want to fight with me? But do you know that if you show yourself as a saint in front of others for half an hour, your body will be completely destroyed?
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A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, "I remember that Confucianism often says that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall."
The scholar Jiang Zhouyao laughed loudly and said: "My Confucian sages once said that although there are thousands of people, I will go!"
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Luoxian Peak.
The old Kunlun Taoist Liu Shouyi, who seemed to be staying out of the situation, sneered: "What a land of thousands of rivers, but you dare to be so arrogant in my East Zuzhou, you really don't take my Kunlun Holy Land seriously."
The veteran took one step forward and was in the sky almost instantly.
The three of them formed a tripod.
The man with a high status in Qianchuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Kunlun Daoist Master Liu to be here. Could it be that you two fight one?"
"Fart, do you think I am the same as you?"
Liu Shou rolled his eyes and said shamelessly: "We are three against one."
The air moved slightly, and a majestic monkey appeared behind the man instantly, cutting off his retreat.
Even though he was the famous Ming Cao in the land of Qianchuan, his expression changed slightly when he saw this scene.
In this small world, not counting Zhong Shenluo, who was seriously injured and no longer capable of fighting, there were four great practitioners above the third level!
If we really let go and decide life and death, most of Eastern Zuzhou will collapse.
The tall man whispered: "Let's go."
Zhong Shenluo looked at the ruins at his feet, and a flash of heartache flashed in his heart. So much hard work had been completely destroyed in one day.
He gritted his teeth and galloped away into the distance again.
"Want to run?"
The old Taoist Liu Shou shouted angrily and stretched out his right hand.
"town!"
A talisman composed of spiritual energy appeared in the world.
Fuming Zhenshan.
Above the nine heavens, a majestic mountain descended from the sky.
With a thought in Jiang Zhouyao's mind, the sacred image that was about to scatter in the distance once again hit the ruler.
Thousands of Buddha's lights appeared behind the mountain-protecting monkey, and he punched forward as well, sending blazing flames into the sky.
Facing the joint attack of the great monks of the three religions, the powerful man from the Land of Thousand Rivers hid his whole body in the black lotus platform, and then countless black mist surged out.
He did not dodge, but in order to delay the attack, he actually planned to resist the blows of the three men.
Boom!
The four qi merged together and intertwined with each other. Countless rays of light that were as brilliant as fireworks were emitted from the sky and the earth. As soon as these rays of light came into contact with the rubble on the ground, they instantly turned into nothingness.
The lotus platform that was constantly rolling and surging with black mist also absorbed most of the offensive, and a muffled sound came from inside.
A moment later, with the power of three spiritual powers, he flew out and was thousands of miles away in an instant.
"The days are long, I will remember this time, hahaha..." Wanton laughter came from the sky.
Liu Shou looked at this scene and jumped to his feet and cursed: "These turtles have no other skills but their ability to escape is top-notch."
The monkey clasped his hands together and remained silent.
Jiang Zhouyao sighed: "It's a pity that if there is a sword cultivator in the upper three realms, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow behind him disappeared with the wind.
The old Taoist priest glanced at him and said, "Is it okay?"
The middle-aged scholar smiled lightly and said: "I can't die."
Liu Shouyi shook his head, and finally sighed helplessly.
...
The direction in which the two figures fled is very interesting, from north to south.
As Shen Yu stood on the top of the peak, he could just see the two embarrassed figures passing by not far in front of him.
Like a shooting star.
One is the Six Cases Master of Qianchuan Land, and the other is the headmaster of Guiyunxian Sect. They are both immortal figures in the eyes of ordinary people, so even if they saw the lowly disciple not far away, they didn't pay attention at all.
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Shen Yu said: "Stand back a little."
Lu Caiwei was stunned for a moment, then she realized something, and she quickly ran back in high spirits.
Shen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body's spiritual energy began to vibrate.
He raised his arm and pointed into the distance.
A jade sword rotated slightly in front of his fingertips.
The sword rises.
There is a sword in the City of Sword Immortal, named Wanwukong. A long time ago, the female Sword Immortal received someone's guidance and got this sword by observing the life and death in the world.
After one breath.
There was no ripple at all, and thin green light emerged from the top of the mountain.
Zhong Shenluo, who thought he had escaped and ascended to heaven, suddenly turned around. His face was pale as he could no longer mobilize the spiritual power in his body, and he murmured: "No..."
Qianchuan Meicao, who was hidden in the black lotus platform, raised his hand instantly, but it was in vain.
Because the sword was so fast that there was no time to stop it.
He even felt that even the lonely sword cultivators in Sword Immortal City today would not be able to use such a method.
Of course, the most important reason was that the aura of the sword was locked on Zhong Shenluo, who had exhausted his spiritual power and was seriously injured.
So, with a flash of light, a tiny blood flower appeared on Zhong Shen Luo's chest, and then three, ten...
The sword light exploded in Zhong Shenluo's body, and countless blood flowers suddenly scattered like a rain of blood.
The Bell God fell in mid-air and let out a miserable wail.
Ming Cao in the Land of Thousand Rivers was shaken and looked towards where the flying sword came from.
"Ascension Realm? Or Fairyland?"
Ming Cao, who is known as the Land of Thousand Rivers in the world, was covered in cold sweat, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
At that moment, he felt a terrifying killing intent that could only be felt by a few people in the world in the past.
After a while.
The killing intent dissipated, and Zhong Shenluo's body turned into a rain of blood.
Only an ordinary young man in a blue shirt looked at him in the rain of blood.