As he saw Yin, Zhunti's eyes suddenly contracted, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

The country of monks is on the sea of ​​clouds.

The six immortals of the Anarchy Sect are fighting with the seven Buddhas of Buddhism, and they don’t know when a black mist will rise behind them.

The seven Buddhist Buddhas saw the black fog rising behind the six immortals of the Ancestral Sect, especially the medicine master. Maitreya recognized the terrifying black fog and hurriedly said, "Be careful, all junior brothers, retreat!"

The seven Buddhas all took a few steps back.

The Six Immortals of the Ancient Sect thought that Buddhism was inferior to them at first, but when they looked at the horror on the face of the Seven Buddhas, they realized something strange behind them.

Buzzing!

A roar sounded in the black fog.

"I just realized now that I seemed a little late!" A tragic voice came from the black fog.

The six immortals of the Chan Sect frowned, turned their direction, and took a defensive posture.

Black fog appeared, with clear goals and a ghostly figure. He directly passed by the Antarctic Immortal Weng and fought Guangchengzi!

"Senior Brother Guangchengzi, be careful!" Master Yu Ding and Master Taiyi both spoke out to remind him.

A slender and sharp needle stretched out from the black fog and stabbed Guangchengzi's neck.

Guangchengzi's eyes contracted, and he felt a huge danger coming. He subconsciously raised his sword in his hand and the defender of the Zhuxian Sword in his hand to raid!

Boom! The huge force caused the immortal sword in Guangchengzi's hand to fly into the air.

The Black Mist Taoist failed to succeed in a single attack, and with the help of Guangchengzi's defense, he stabbed the Yu Ding Zhenren in the reverse direction!

The Master Yu Ding also used the Immortal Sword to defend, and the same Immortal Sword was knocked into the air.

The Black Mist Taoist turned his direction again and called Taiyi Zhenren.

"Junior Taiyi, be careful!" Guangchengzi and Yu Ding Zhenren all spoke to remind him.

Taiyi Zhenren was fully focused and timely used the Slaughter Sword to defend, but the Black Mist Taoist was too powerful, and the Slaughter Sword also flew out of his hand and flew into the air!

The Daoist Black Mist turned again and attacked the Taoist Heavenly Lord.

"Junior Brother Daoxing, be careful!"

Although the Taoist Heavenly Lord reacted quickly, he was still slower than the Black Mist Taoist, and he lost his hand.

Everything that happened was in the blink of an eye.

In the moment of lightning, Zhu Xian, Ku Xian, Shen Xian and Jue Xian took off their hands and flew into the air at the same time.

The four swords escaped, and the Black Mist Taoist finally stopped the attack.

The Antarctic Immortal Weng stood quietly in the sea of ​​clouds, looking at the behavior of the Black Mist Taoist, with some doubts in his eyes.

The Antarctic Immortal Man looked at the behavior of the Black Mist Taoist, as if he had thought of something, his eyes suddenly contracted and he shouted: "No, his target is the Four Swords of Zhuxian!"

"Quick, stop him!"

The voice of the Antarctic Immortal is slower than that of the Mosquito Taoist!

When the voice of the Antarctic Immortal Man fell, the Black Mist Taoist had already taken the four swords of Zhu Xian in his hand.

The black fog slowly dissipated, revealing the mosquito human body.

The mosquito Taoist smiled on his face, "I came over to persuade the Bojia. After I was persuaded, I said goodbye."

After the Mosquito Taoist said that, he turned around and left.

"Thief, leave the four swords of Zhuxian!" The Nanji Immortal Weng, Guangchengzi, Taiyi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren, Chi Jingzi, Daoxing Tianzun's face changed drastically, and he flew up and chased towards the black fog.

Buzz!

The mosquito Taoist flapped his six wings behind him, and the crack in the void suddenly appeared. He escaped into the crack in the void during his breath and left with great swagger.

The six immortals of the Chan Sect pounced on the air and wanted to chase after him, but there was no trace of the thief.

"Damn it, damn it!" Guangchengzi's immortals looked so angry that they were so angry that they failed to teach Buddhism a lesson, but instead paid four spiritual treasures.

The seven Buddhist Buddhas whistled leisurely, "That's it? That's it? What about the golden immortals of the Analects? The spiritual treasures were taken away by someone during their breath. If you say it out, you won't be afraid of being laughed at by the immortals."

And at this time.

Yuxu Palace, above the Qingyun.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face suddenly turned awkward, "It's him again!"

He was the one who trespassed on Qilin Cliff and rescued Yunxiao!

"Damn thief, after the disaster, I will definitely crush his bones and ashes!"

Yuanshi Tianzun was not afraid of his robbery of the four swords of Zhuxian, and was even more afraid of his connection with the Tongtian Sect Master!

As soon as this thought arises, the fear in my heart is infinitely amplified!

Yuanshi Tianzun has personally experienced the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. As the Taoist Ancestor said back then, the four saints cannot be defeated!

Therefore, when the Zhuxian Sword Formation was broken, the disciples were ordered to take away the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Without the four swords of Zhuxian, Tongtian could no longer deploy the Zhuxian Sword Formation!

The Qilin cliff rescued Yunxiao, and now he robbed the four swords of Zhuxian... No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the Jie Sect...

If the leader of Tongtian regained the four swords of Zhuxian and set up the Zhuxian sword formation, what should he do?

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't want to think about it carefully, so he cursed the thief several times in his heart.

...

Mount Sumeru, under the Bodhi tree.

The six immortals of the Chan Sect were taken away by the four swords of Zhuxian and were guided. There was no sadness and joy on Zhunti's face. The one who suffered heavy losses was that the Chan Sect was not a Buddhist.

If I talk about the only thing I fear is that the thief Taoist is really unrelated to the Tongtian Sect Master.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation is a fear hidden in the hearts of all the saints!

However, the leader of Tongtian Sect is open and honest, and the thief Taoist has extremely strange magic power. No matter how you look, it is not from the Shangqing lineage...

"Maybe it was a casual cultivator who was hidden in the prehistoric world. His magical powers were too powerful. I'm afraid no one in the same realm could stop him..."

"But it's okay. After a disaster, the way of heaven appears, and all the filth and filth cannot be escaped from the saint's awareness!"

Mount Sumeru fell into silence.

Zhunti pondered for a long time before trying to speak, "Senior Brother, are you a little familiar with the methods of the thief Taoist?"

The face of Zhiyan was inherently sad and distressed. After pondering for a moment, he nodded, "I am a little familiar... Looking at the three thousand powerful people in Zixiao Palace, none of the cultivators practiced this kind of magical power..."

"It's a bit similar to the Blood Sea magic power of the Styx... but he is not a blood-divine monk, familiar and unfamiliar, so weird."

"Forget it, forgot it, Journey to the West is still important now!"
Chapter completed!