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Chapter 45 Ancient Texts

After listening to Jin Long's description of the Eternal Immortal Killing Formation.

The murderous look in Zhang Yange's eyes became very serious, and Yellow Crane Tower originally wanted to speak to stall for time.

As a result, Zhang Yange punched directly.

Knock him out with one punch!

"No! He found out!" Huang Xiaoshen directly launched a large formation.

The people in Bucheng wailed and fell to the ground one after another. Zhang Yange took out the Heaven-Swallowing Sword and chopped it down hard.

The formation was destroyed by Zhang Yange's sword.

But tens of thousands of people still died here.

But Zhang Yange didn't feel good either. He wanted to save the remaining people.

He absorbed all the counterattack power of the formation.

If it weren't for his incredible physique, he would have been seriously injured long ago.

But even so, Zhang Yange still vomited blood.

Although Huang Dazhong saw the power of Zhang Yange's sword, he still launched a sneak attack regardless of the risk.

"die!"

He directly trapped Zhang Yange into his cave with a wave of his hand. His cave was a big bell.

In the picture of White Tiger, Huang Qing wanted to come out to help, but Fat Tiger said to her, "Girl, if you go, you will cause trouble!"

"Well, the master's injury looks serious, but it shouldn't be fundamental." Jin Long also said.

"Erhu, let's go!"

"Let's go! Three dragons!"

A dragon and a tiger appeared in Huang Dazhong's cave.

"Two high-grade Taoist artifacts!" Huang Dazhong's tone was full of excitement. "Hahaha, Zhang Yange, it turns out you are my chance!"

Refining! Refining!

The big clock is spinning very fast!

Directly covering Zhang Yange, the white tiger and the golden dragon wanted to smash the big bell, but they didn't expect it to be extremely strong!

"I got my natal character by chance a hundred years ago!"

After he finished speaking, a word with a long-lasting aura appeared.

"How can this guy know ancient writings!" Fat Tiger shouted in surprise.

Jinlong Gong has never heard of ancient writing.

But when it saw that text, it felt afraid from the bottom of its heart.

This is ancient writing!

It is said that writing was born when the heaven and earth first opened.

Has extremely terrifying power!

Every word has something magical about it, such as the word Tao!

The power can surpass any font, and it is the first of all characters. It can restrain ten thousand characters, control ten thousand characters, and be the first of all characters.

There are also six-character mantra talismans: I, ma, ni, bat, mi, hum. This is the talisman of the Buddha, the King of Freedom in the World.

The most mysterious spiritual talisman in Buddhism, the six characters are seed syllables that existed innately before the heaven and earth were opened, symbolizing all the blessing power of the heaven, earth and universe.

Through it, you can freely enter and exit the land of the Five Elements and understand the Buddhist Way. It contains the Buddha's Entrance Formation that can jump out of all realms and is not among the Five Elements, as well as the barriers and altars arranged by the King of Buddhas to subjugate him.

The inner demon of Yuanshi, the womb mandala formation that suppresses all evil existences.

Huang Dazhong is truly blessed to be able to find his natal character.

His natal character is Zhong!

At this moment, inside the big clock, the bell word is shining brightly.

Zhang Yange accidentally sprayed a mouthful of blood on the bell!

In an instant, the word "Zhong" became shattered.

Huang Dazhong looked at him in disbelief, what is this guy's blood?

As soon as the bell broke, Zhang Yange immediately drew his sword.

Cut it out with one knife! The big bell was chopped into pieces, and Huang Dazhong was bleeding from all its seven orifices.

But he didn't die!

Bai Hu stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of his head, but Zhang Yange's knife was faster!

Another knife!

Kill Huang Dazhong directly, and a third-level immortal will die like this.

Fat Tiger looked at Zhang Yange resentfully, who coughed a few times and said, "We should do something for those who died."

"Okay." Fat Tiger nodded sadly.

The golden dragon kept laughing, and the fat tiger said angrily, "If you laugh again, I will suppress you under the mountain!"

Faced with Fat Tiger's threat, Jin Long laughed even louder.

"Grandpa Tiger, can you let me out?" Huang Qing said in the white tiger picture. She was worried about Zhang Yange's injury.

Fat Tiger released her, but Zhang Yange still looked a little pale at this time.

"Brother Zhang, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Zhang Yange shook his head.

After the Eternal Immortal Killing Formation is activated, the damage to the place where the formation is deployed will be extremely serious.

The people in Bucheng didn't know what happened, they just felt like an earth dragon turned over, and many people died.

Zhang Yange appeared in Bucheng and helped the people collect the corpses.

The white tiger and the golden dragon were also released by him.

"Master, after the Eternal Immortal Killing Formation is activated, disasters will continue here for a hundred years." With the help of the two of them, burying the corpse became very smooth.

"I'll handle this matter!" Zhang Yange said.

Looking at the ordinary people who had lost their loved ones, Zhang Yange found a stone and sat down after saying this.

The sky in Kucheng was dark the next day.

The heavy rain will come in a moment!

When practicing the catastrophe technique, you need various disaster auras, such as volcanoes, earthquakes and other tragic auras, before it can finally be condensed and formed.

To truly succeed in cultivation, you must go to some disaster-ridden places. In addition, you must use your spiritual thoughts to explore the void and collect the energy of various disasters.

But Zhang Yange did not take the ordinary path, his catastrophe technique was going in the opposite direction!

The torrential rain fell heavily, and the people of Bucheng hid in their houses and watched the most terrifying rainstorm in history, without a trace of smile on their faces.

Zhang Yange raised his hand and punched!

The heavy rain on the bitter city was shattered by his punch.

The sky was clear in an instant!

But Zhang Yange knew that the disaster here was not over yet.

When the rain stopped, the people rushed out to check the crops in their fields. Seeing that the crops were waterlogged by the heavy rain, their faces looked even more miserable.

"Master, let me do it!" The golden dragon is originally a genus of dragon.

If it can be promoted to an immortal weapon, it can transform into a dragon.

Now it flies into the air, and all the rainwater in the field is taken away by it.

"Moon!" Zhang Yange said.

The full moon appeared behind Zhang Yange's head, and Huang Dazhong's body was absorbed by the full moon.

Zhang Yange stood in the sky, and the full moon refined Huang Dazhong, spreading his pure Yang energy throughout the land of Bucheng.

It only sprinkled one part per million and then stopped, because the barren land became fertile and the dying crops became strong.

The people on the ground kowtowed to Zhang Yange.

"You live a good life here, and from today onwards you no longer have to make offerings to the Huang family." Zhang Yange's song resounded throughout Bucheng.

The common people were stunned for a moment and had made offerings to the Huang family for hundreds of years. When they heard Zhang Yange's words, they couldn't believe it.

But Zhang Yange didn't say much.

Everything you say now is false. First, all the disasters in Bucheng must be eliminated.

So Zhang Yange stayed in Kucheng for a month!

The Longevity Festival in Qingcheng is getting closer and closer, and there are more and more casual cultivators in the immortal sect to congratulate the ancestors of the Huang family.

For a month, Zhang Yange worked tirelessly to get rid of the disastrous atmosphere here.

Originally, Fat Tiger thought that moving them to a place without disaster would be enough, but White Tiger's plan to move millions of people was just like playing games.


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