Inside the Hunyuan Umbrella, three hundred small caves and sky trembled together, the direction of the void was suddenly and uncontrollably distorted, things were reversed, up and down were confused, and dark cracks hundreds of feet long suddenly appeared, which was hideous and terrifying.
"How is that possible!"
The master of the temple, Luo Yuanzhen, used his Dharma body to withstand the cold air of the laurel tree, and tried his best to suppress the sudden riot of the Hunyuan Umbrella. His eyes were about to burst.
"How is it possible!" Luo Yuanzhen laughed angrily: "The Hunyuan Umbrella belongs to me, Qingshen Guan! How is this possible?!"
He could feel that the imprint of the soul left deep in the Hunyuan Umbrella by dozens of generations of Qingshen Temple's masters was being eroded bit by bit by an inexplicable force.
That seems to be the intelligence of Hunyuan Umbrella itself...
Hunyuan Umbrella.
This magic weapon, which has been worshiped and refined by successive Qingshen Guan Guan masters for tens of thousands of years, is now resisting its master!
"Damn it!"
now.
The laurel tree in Luo Chan's hand suddenly erupted with tens of thousands of taiyin light, as sharp as a fairy sword flying across the sky. The ancient god's elephant in Luo Yuan's true form roared repeatedly, but it was still consumed and crushed by the taiyin light bit by bit.
The shocking battle between two human beings and immortals, if placed in the outside world, would be enough to destroy thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and bring Luzhou to ruin.
But even in the small cave sky contained in the Hunyuan Umbrella, boundless storms were stirred up, almost causing this small world to be on the verge of being shattered and returning to the boundless Hunyuan.
"There seems to be something wrong with this real weapon of yours."
Luo Chan's clothes fluttered like a weak willow in the wind. She stood on the lunar tree thousands of feet high, under the mist of moonlight, and looked like a true immortal from Guanghan.
She raised her hand to summon a Taiyin Sea, blocking all Luo Yuanzhen's escape routes. The ancient god's dharma elephant was crushed by this blow and completely shattered. Dots of blue light flew down, revealing Luo Yuanzhen's true identity.
body.
"Taiyin Sacred Tree! Your Yuanjun Palace is really a big family and a big business!"
Luo Yuanzhen glanced coldly at the taiyin treasure tree that was ten thousand feet high and almost broke through the sky. He moved violently and walked at a very fast speed, almost like a humanoid dragon. He raised his fist to roughly block the incoming taiyin light.
smash.
Bang!!!
The violent blood energy flew across the sky, turning the entire small cave sky blood red. Loud and rumbling sounds continued to sound. As soon as the huge mountains were thrown into the sky, they were torn into pieces by the energy machines of the two immortals.
"Give me the town!"
Luo Yuanzhen drew a mysterious green light with his hands, touching the ancient rune in Luo Chan's palm.
boom!!!
He was so shaken that he retreated hundreds of miles, and the mountains and seas under his feet rumbled.
"Yuanjun Palace, I have taken the teachings I gave you today, and I will surely be rewarded in the future!"
Hunyuan Umbrella's resistance still continued, and the three hundred caves were swaying unsteadily, as if they were about to collapse at any time. After dodging the Taiyin Immortal Sword that was coming at a rapid pace, Luo Yuanzhen finally made up his mind.
There was a hint of physical pain on his face, and he immediately opened his mouth and spit out an ancient cyan urn, flowing with divine brilliance, temporarily suppressing Hunyuan Umbrella's resistance.
Since the first generation of Qingshen Guanzhu found the Hunyuan Umbrella from the ruins of the underground palace, there were still a few ancient talismans used to control it scattered beside this ancient artifact.
Today, most of these ancient urns have been polished off, and now Luo Yuanzhen has the last one...
After suppressing the Hunyuan Umbrella's resistance and regaining full control over this real weapon, Luo Yuanzhen breathed a sigh of relief.
"You little girl, do you dare to call me Yuanjun?"
As soon as he unfolded his sleeves, he smashed the Taiyin Fairy Sword into powder. Luo Yuanzhen, who finally had the time to face the enemy in front of him, sneered with disdain.
He lightly scratched his eyebrows, moved his lips slightly, and read out an ancient and mysterious sacrificial text. The words were difficult to pronounce and grand, like the roar of a group of beasts, and like the distant sound of the flowing stars, revealing a sacred atmosphere.
While the sacrificial inscriptions were being read out, Luo Yuanzhen's body also glowed, and complex formation patterns were quickly outlined, forming a magnificent formation!
"Just stay there! After I kill your mistress, I will kill you again!"
This series of movements was as fast as light. Before the Taiyin Treasure Tree in Luo Chan's hand could be killed, the magic circle was completed!
"Chase!"
Facing the killing taiyin light, Luo Yuanzhen did not dodge. He spat out a word coldly from his mouth, and in an instant, twenty-four sky-facing towers shone brightly and appeared in the formation beside him.
The pattern is outlined.
brush--
The void around Luo Chan distorted and disappeared. At this moment, the twenty-four gates facing the sky suddenly closed together and turned into a magnificent ancient palace, suppressing Luo Chan inside.
Calm wind and waves——
In an instant, only Luo Yuanzhen was left in the sky.
He covered his lips and coughed twice, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth. When he looked at the magnificent ancient palace, Luo Yuanzhen couldn't help but sneered and shook his head:
"Want to fight with me, the grand master of formation? You are too young!"
The first person in this world's formation path——
Luo Yuan really deserves it!
"What the hell, what's going on with this Hunyuan Umbrella?"
Withdrawing his gaze, Luo Yuanzhen couldn't help but frown deeply. Just now, the spirituality of this real weapon seemed to be awakened. It was constantly resisting the soul mark of the previous Qingshen temple masters and trying to get out of control.
It seemed to be impatient to break away from Luo Yuanzhen's shackles and throw itself into the hands of another person.
"It's really outrageous! Is there such a weird thing happening under the sun?"
Luo Yuanzhen was silent for a while, then he gently spread his hands, and three hundred light groups appeared in front of him.
The scenes in the light ball are all kinds of strange, including seas of fire, thunder prisons, marshy countries, foggy soil, and ghost cities... They are so varied that it is difficult to explain them all.
These are all the small cave scenes contained in the Hunyuan Umbrella.
Three hundred small caves!
In the three hundred light clusters, countless people were fighting to the death. The scene was extremely cruel, and the sound of killing was boiling like a sea wave, one wave after another, never stopping.
A large bloody flag covered the sky and blocked out the sun, rumbling and occupying three hundred small caves, like a flowing bloody ocean. Countless martial arts monks in various colors stood on the warships, wearing armor or robes, forming a strict formation, facing the Vajra Temple.
The monks killed them... these people either came from holy places such as Qingshen Temple and Landuo Temple, or from aristocratic families such as the Shouwu Ye family and the Longyuan Li family.
There is an irreversible blood feud between them and the Vajra Temple for thousands of years!
Long before Luo Yuanzhen accidentally bumped into Luo Chan and fought with her.
Ci Zai had already broken through the barrier of Kongang Temple and entered the land of Nanchan Sect.
After paying a heavy price in Landa Temple and sacrificing the skin of the evil dragon that killed countless people, the cave barrier of Vajra Temple became as fragile as paper and vulnerable to a single blow.
Countless monks rumbled through the barriers between the two realms, and were led into the Hunyuan Umbrella by Luo Yuanzhen, who landed on the big mines in the three hundred small caves.
On the other hand, the monks of the Vajra Temple had long been separated one by one by Luo Yuanzhen and fell into the Three Hundred Cave Heaven. With Luo Yuanzhen and other cultivators occupying the advantageous location...
What awaits the monks of Vajra Temple is only a tragic massacre.
"Cizai is such a waste. He is also one of the Six Divine Transformations of Buddhism. Not only is he inferior to Shenzu, but now he can't even defeat a self-contemplation monk!"
Luo Yuanzhen looked at it for a while and frowned slightly.
Three hundred caves in the sky.
In a dark underworld, two giant Buddhas were fighting fiercely. The brilliant flames pierced thousands of miles, and eight heavenly dragons fired out real fire, turning every piece of the underworld into ashes.
Luo Yuanzhen stared at it for a moment and stopped looking.
The moment the Hunyuan Umbrella opened, the entire population of the Southern Zen Cave was admitted by him. In addition to the monks of the Vajra Temple, there were also many guests who came to watch the ceremony.
Regarding the noble sons of these aristocratic families and the Holy Land, Luo Yuan really did not want to offend the public, so naturally he would not take action against them.
The light group circulated one after another, and finally, at the last moment, it suddenly stopped.
"Found it!"
Luo Yuanzhen sneered and narrowed his eyes.
It was a large, ancient and wild mountain range with clusters of wild ridges and a desolate and terrifying atmosphere, like an ancient ferocious beast lurking under the mountains, stretching out its fangs, waiting for the arrival of strangers.
There, Baizhu was confronting a group of people, and the atmosphere was tense.
After finding Bai Shu's figure, Luo Yuanzhen laughed evilly and waved his sleeves to disperse all the light groups.
"Wait, I'm going to kill you right now!"
He took one step forward, and the three hundred caves rotated in an instant. When Luo Yuanzhen wanted to reach out his big hand, he would directly crush Baizhu to death.
Sudden--
The smile on his face solidified.
white light.
Two rays of white light penetrated the barrier of the Three Hundred Caves, and reflected in the Niwan Palace of Luo Yuanzhen through endless obstacles.
Wearing clothes of mysterious gauze, a silk-trailed silk skirt, a emerald-green phoenix crown, and slippery shoes with nine chapters of Qiongwen, she has an unusually beautiful appearance, and the color is like a painting.
The bright and beautiful beauty held the big gourd, half-smiling but not smiling. She glanced at the magnificent ancient palace where Luo Chan was restrained, and then moved her eyes to the center of Luo Yuanzhen's eyebrows.
Despite the obstacles of three hundred caves, Luo Yuan still felt like a light on his back!
There is a line of hole in the mouth of the gourd, and there is a white light like a chain, which rises in the air and appears seven inches and five minutes, horizontally on the top of the white light, with eyes and eyes, and wings.
Immortal-killing flying knife!
Cut off generals with flying knives!
"He finally came back to life, but I can't let you kill him." Shen Zhen, who was holding the Immortal Killing Gourd, said softly: "If you dare to kill him, I will kill you!"
"Kill me?"
Luo Yuanzhen sneered and turned around. He stretched out his hand and made a slight move, and the three hundred caves shook together, and they were blessed with great power.
The true spirit of the Hunyuan Umbrella flutters down, revealing the appearance of a pearl-like umbrella, dragging out thousands of bright clouds.
"Then let's have a fight." Luo Yuanzhen's face was expressionless, and he breathed out slowly: "Is your immortal-killing flying knife better, or... my Hunyuan Umbrella is stronger!"
…
Inside the Hunyuan Umbrella.
Another small world.
The jade man who was ten thousand feet tall had twenty-four arms. He held the great seal of Luotian one after another, beating Ranzhou, Ranqing and other five realms to the point of retreat. The force of each of his blows was extremely heavy, like a giant spirit and a god coming from the clouds.
The punishment that was handed down resounded throughout the whole world.
"There is nothing we can do..."
Seeing that Ran Qing was driven deep into the boundless ground by a seal, he vomited blood and fainted. Suddenly, there was a long sigh.
The tall young Taoist shook his head. Above his head hung a simple Qingyun the size of an acre, which was majestic and sacred. The silk ribbons were like flowing water waterfalls. The Qingyun hung from the top of his head, shining with brilliance and radiating light.
"It seems a little bad if we don't take action." Pei Zhi murmured to himself and sighed: "Jingang Temple, you owe me a favor."
Bang!!!
Thousands of miles of void tightened together, and the infinite Tao Yun poured out like a waterfall, rolling up the mountain. The powerful fist power exploded in an instant, sending the beauties who were chasing Ran Zhou flying away, crushing all the majestic mountain towers.
.
"Pei Zhi! You damn lunatic!"
The jade woman let out a shocked and angry voice: "In the battle to wipe out the Southern Zen Sect, do you, Taiwei Mountain, also want to get involved?!"
"I can't help it. Let's not talk about our friendship with Kongji, but my sister seems to be obsessed with him."
Pei Zhi, with Qingyun above his head, casually fired out a blast of divine thunder, which made the body of the beautiful woman shake. He smiled slightly and said lightly:
"If he dies, my sister will be sad..."
At the same time, in the three hundred caves, there are qi machines rising into the sky, and the candles shine endlessly.
Countless killing sounds gathered in one place, sweeping away the heavenly secrets and washing away endlessly.
Decide the outcome——
It’s also about life and death!
…
"The situation is like this, but you don't have any worries at all."
Three hundred caves.
A dark place.
The two gigantic Buddhas pushed away the air waves, and their Dharma bodies burst out with thousands of rays of light. The giant Buddha incarnate as a kindred spirit held a sword of wisdom and resisted the abbot's killing dragon Zen staff.
He summoned a white lotus to protect Niwan Palace, and said coldly to the abbot, "Aren't you afraid that the Southern Zen Sect will die here?"
"When Wu Ming was alive, you seemed to have the intention to merge the north and the south." The abbot avoided answering. He threw his Zen staff into the sky, and immediately a slender golden dragon appeared in the sky and entangled Ci Zai:
"Senior Brother Cizai, you and I are both a branch of Leiyin Temple and a holy land of Buddhism. How did we end up like this? Do you really... don't care about your dignity at all?"
"Ignorance is already dead, but when he died, I figured something out."
Cizai knocked the golden dragon's head away with one punch. He took a few steps forward, grabbed the head and tail of the dragon's body with both hands, and exerted such force that he actually tore it into two pieces!
In the torrential golden blood rain, Ci Zai’s face was expressionless:
"Big fists are the last word! Today I destroyed your Nanchan sect. After thousands of years, who will remember your Nanchan sect? In this world, it is nothing more than a winner and a loser! If you lose, you will lose.
Lost!"
"It turns out that I understand what senior brother means."
The abbot sighed, and faced the big sun seal held by Cizai's hand, he did not dodge it and closed his eyes: "Senior brother, up to now, you still have no doubts?"
"Confuse?"
The violent Great Sun Seal hit the abbot's body, only causing the Arahant's Dharma image to shake slightly for an instant.
"Have you not noticed that the killing has reached this point?" The abbot said calmly: "Not a single one of my disciples from the Vajra Temple is dead yet."
"you……"
"Senior brother, since you insist on doing this, I will show no mercy."
The abbot exhaled like thunder and roared like a lion: "I have made it clear that the day when the north and the south merge will start today! It starts with you and me!"
…
…
…
Three hundred caves.
In the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
"I will not die, I will live until the end."
Baizhu slowly released his five fingers. Amidst the screams of grief and anger from the opposite side, the head of a body was crushed by Baizhu, and the graceful and delicate body, as fragrant as warm jade, fell to the ground without strength, and the fragrance disappeared completely.
He smiled and said warmly to the people standing in front of him:
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you can't kill me on your own."
