In the dazzling light, someone screamed and a severed arm was thrown into the sky!

"Uh-huh!" It wasn't until the light dissipated that everyone could once again see clearly the scene in the field.

Daoxuan was seen kneeling down in mid-air, raising his hand to cover his bleeding right shoulder, wailing in pain, and his entire right arm was cut off at shoulder level!

Lu Zhi stood behind Daoxuan, holding his sword with his back to him. A stream of blood streaked down Yuanhong's sword, falling into the violent wind and rain, and disappeared in an instant.

"Cough" Lu Zhi opened his mouth and coughed out a mouthful of bright red. He lowered his head and looked down at the ancient sword of Zhu Xian inserted squarely in his chest!!!

If he hadn't grabbed the blade of the Zhuxian Sword with his left arm and protected his heart veins with golden light, preventing it from penetrating deep into his heart, I'm afraid he would have been unable to stand at this moment!

Poof!

Lu Zhi gritted his teeth and pulled out the Zhuxian Sword from his chest. There was no trace of blood flowing out of the wounds, including the cut palm. On the contrary, there were several more blood on the body of the Zhuxian Sword.

The traces of dark red veins are like blood vessels, with blood faintly flowing through them!

Looking at this world-famous magical weapon in his hand, Lu Zhi knew very clearly that this was a bloodthirsty evil weapon!

It is actually sucking his own flesh, blood and essence!

Lu Zhi's expression was cold and stern, and he raised his hand high, the Yuanhong Sword, with dazzling white-gold sharp light flowing on the sword.

Zeng Shuchang, who was rushing over, saw Lu Zhi's movements, his pupils shrank instantly, and he exclaimed: "Friend Lu Dao! No!"

But it was too late! Before he could finish his words, Lu Zhi had already struck Zhu Xian with a fierce sword!

Clang!

There was an ear-piercing sound of gold and iron clashing instantly, and the terrifying impact of the explosion instantly dispersed the violent wind and rain in the sky. Even Zeng Shuchang, who was rushing over, was knocked back by the huge explosion!

Qiang! Another sword!

Lu Zhi turned a deaf ear to the exclamations and exhortations of Zeng Shuchang and others. He just slashed hard at the Immortal Killing Evil Sword one after another, and the harsh sound of striking metal spread throughout Qingyun Mountain.

Clang, click, click!

Finally, under the heavy blows of Lu Zhi's sword one after another, a sound of death suddenly came from the Zhuxian Sword, and several tiny cracks suddenly appeared on the jade-like sword body!

Click, click, click!

With a crisp sound, the invincible Zhuxian Sword was suddenly cut off by Lu Zhi with one sword!

‘Roar!’ There seemed to be a demon roaring in the dark, and streams of bright red blood burst out from the broken Zhuxian Sword, dyeing the sky red, and the heavy rain falling from the sky was dyed red into blood rain!

As if the door to the underworld had been opened, waves of solid vicious energy overflowed from the broken Zhuxian Sword, ghosts and gods howled, blood rained from the sky, and an ominous aura enveloped the entire Qingyun Mountain.

boom!

A bolt of thunder fell from the sky, splitting and shredding the hostility in the sky, wiping it out, and then fell directly on the broken Immortal Killing Sword!

Along with Lu Zhi's divine spell to purify the world, terrifying pillars of thunder fell one after another, turning into a sea of ​​thunder and drowning the fragments of the Zhuxian Sword.

"Amitabha" Puhong put his palms together and chanted the name of the Buddha softly.

The others also looked at that scene with awe and awe, remaining speechless.

Zeng Shuchang and Shuiyue looked confused, with a hint of struggle. That was the Immortal Killing Sword that their Qingyun Sect was so powerful in the world!

But until the end, they did not make a sound, just like others, witnessing with their own eyes the world's most powerful weapon, the Immortal Killing Sword, disappearing little by little and being annihilated in the thunder.

From now on, there will be no Immortal Killing Sword in the world!

After completely destroying the Evil Killing Sword, Lu Zhi turned around and looked at Daoxuan, who had already passed out.

Daoxuan has now been shrouded in the aura of his Great Shift of the Universe and is frozen in mid-air. He has no energy left to struggle anymore. As long as he thinks about it, a single thought can crush him into a pulp!

As if aware of Lu Zhi's thoughts, Pu Hong quickly said: "Friend Lu Dao! Master Daoxuan is no longer able to cause trouble anymore. Don't harm his life!"

Uncle Zeng's face changed when he heard this, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Friend Lu, my senior brother Daoxuan has been defeated. Please hand him over to me, Qingyun, for punishment and imprisonment, and don't hurt him again."

Lu Zhi glanced at the two of them, nodded, and waved his hand to send Daoxuan to Zeng Shuchang.

Now that Daoxuan's Xuanyin Ghost Qi has been broken by him, he also lost an arm, and it is impossible for him to recover in this life. Now he is just an old man with a short time left, so he does not necessarily want to kill them all.

The rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, and the slightly dazzling sunshine fell again, reflecting on the devastated Qingyun Mountain. The battle was finally over.

A turmoil and catastrophe that affected the entire world has since come to an end. The Demon Sect has been almost wiped out, and the vitality of all the sects of the Central Plains' righteous path has been seriously damaged, and it has come to an end.

After the war, everyone was silent, either sad or looking at everything in front of them blankly. The trauma caused by this war may take another hundred years to recover.

Lu Zhi, Pu Hong and others did not stay in Qingyun Mountain for long. After saying farewell and greetings after the war, they left each other. There was no celebration of defeating the Demon Cult. After all, what was left after the war was

There is only the unspeakable sadness and helplessness.

After leaving Qingyun Mountain, Lu Zhi quickly found Xiaobai and Yang Xiong. They were leading the Wudang disciples to fight a group of demon sect's defeated soldiers, almost completely annihilating those demon sect disciples.

Lu Zhi glanced at the demons from the Demon Cult who fell under the swords of Wudang disciples, but he did not let his disciples drive them away and kill them all like before.

"Xiao Bai, bring your disciples back. It's time for us to go back."

Xiaobai looked back at Lu Zhi and saw that Lu Zhi couldn't hide his fatigue on his face. He was obviously a little tired.

Xiaobai flew to Lu Zhi, glanced at the wound on his chest that had not yet completely healed, and raised his eyebrows: "Lu Zhi, what happened on Qingyun Mountain? You were even injured like this?!"

Lu Zhi didn't have the intention to mention this at the moment, he just said, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

Two days later, Lu Zhi and his party returned to Wudang. After Lu Zhi returned to the mountain, he returned to his Chunyang Palace and did not show up again for several days.

It was not until half a month later that the alien rebellion in southern Xinjiang subsided, and after Zhou Yixian, who had gone to support Fenxiang Valley, led his team back to Wudang, Lu Zhi walked out of Chunyang Temple again. After giving a few instructions to everyone, he returned

He entered the palace and announced his retreat.

When he destroyed the Zhuxian Sword earlier on Qingyun Mountain, he had already obtained the fifth volume of the Heavenly Book hidden in the Zhuxian Sword. So far, he had obtained all five volumes of the Heavenly Book. This time he was in retreat to fully comprehend it.

, the Dharma and true meaning contained in these five volumes of heavenly books.

In the following two years, Lu Zhi had been in retreat, and a series of changes had taken place in the world during these two years.

After the battle between good and evil in this life came to an end, the world did not regain peace again.

On the contrary, the demon sect members scattered throughout the Central Plains began to move in all directions, trying to take root in the Central Plains.

Naturally, it was impossible for the righteous factions in the Central Plains to just sit back and watch such a thing happen, so not only did the land of China not usher in peace, but it became increasingly turbulent.

However, the Demon Sect's previous defeat at Qingyun Mountain also left them without the ability to truly fight against the righteous factions, and they could only be driven out and run around the world.

Therefore, this kind of chaos will not last long. As time goes by, the Demonic Cult will eventually be suppressed by the righteous factions.

Another point worth mentioning is that in the past two years, the name of Wudang has spread more widely throughout the world, and Wudang's orthodoxy has spread faster. Zhenwu halls have gradually been built all over the world, and Zhenwu emperors and emperors have risen.

Taoist beliefs.

Even in the western part of the Central Plains where Buddhism has always been strong, many people have begun to believe in Taoism and Emperor Zhenwu, which can be regarded as stealing a lot of incense beliefs from Tianyin Temple.

However, Tianyin Temple didn't care. After all, they didn't have any idea of ​​sectarian disputes like Buddha fighting over a stick of incense. On the contrary, their relationship with Wudang became increasingly good.

And after learning that the Wudang lineage has a heritage that can be enhanced by incense and telepathy, Tianyin Temple even took the initiative to help spread the concepts of Zhenwu Emperor and Taoism among its own believers. Compared with the bald monks Lu Zhi knew in the past, I don’t know.
Chapter completed!