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Chapter 452: There are more ruthless

 "Kill!"

Golden light flashed in the sky.

It should shine upon thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

If it was a normal attack, Ji Jun would have been defeated long ago.

Is Ke Jijun normal?

Obviously not.

The illusory figure of the Taoist appeared behind him. Unless he was a passive reincarnation of the old monsters, any old monster who could reincarnate in life and death would not leave himself a backup plan.

The same is true for Ji Jun.

Zhang Heng watched quietly.

I saw Ji Jun's mighty power in his previous life, and he beat Captain Dali until he vomited blood.

The Divine Guards who besieged the left and right were even worse. If they were hit by the golden light, they would die if they touched it, and they would be injured if they were rubbed. You must know that these Divine Guards were the soldiers of the Emperor of Li. They followed him to suppress the world, and the immortals who had beaten them were at a loss.

"I am the Tiandao Sect, the third founder of the sect, Ji Muli."

"I once fought against the demons outside the territory, shattering the starry sky and staining the Taoist gates with blood. Today I defy heaven and return. Who can stop me!"

Ji Jun's eyes were filled with divine light, and the shadow behind him wanted to become one with it.

"Ji Muli!"

Lieutenant Dali's eyes were about to burst.

According to legend, 300,000 years ago, there were demons from outside the realm who tried to invade the Great Li Realm.

Fortunately, the supreme master of the Tiandao Sect came out of nowhere to prevent the catastrophe and avoid the destruction of all living beings.

Unfortunately, after this battle, Patriarch Ji Muli was also seriously injured and passed away quickly.

Otherwise, according to the records in the classics, this Tiandao Sect's Ji Tianzun is probably the second mythical being in the Tiandao Sect besides the founder of the sect who is expected to reach the Luotian realm and ascend to the upper world.

"Now that you know my name, then die with peace of mind."

The Taoist figure behind Ji Jun has completely merged with him.

At this time, Ji Jun, no, it would be more appropriate to call him Ji Muli.

"Ji Muli!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

The world-destroying golden light is present.

Unexpectedly, Lieutenant Dali was not surprised but smiled instead: "Ji Tianzun, you have the great power of the immortals in your previous life. I am not your opponent, but you came back too late. Your Majesty has already penetrated the heavens and the earth, and is unparalleled in ancient and modern times.

There is no place for you in this era."

Wow!!

Captain Dali dug into his sleeve, took out an imperial edict, and shouted: "Remember Muli, receive the edict!"

"Um?"

Ji Muli looked up.

Enter the eyes.

The edict was shattered in the air, and the fragments formed four golden characters: 'Man can conquer heaven.'

"ah!"

Infinite divine power shines in the sky.

Ji Muli screamed, and the umbrella, sword, tower, mirror, beads, and five kinds of immortal weapons behind him were broken one after another, like flying snow under the scorching sun.

But after all, Ji Muli was the strongest person 300,000 years ago.

Even though he was no longer in his prime, he miscalculated the power of this decree, and still rushed up when the light shone on him, with blood and tears flowing from his eyes, and turned into a ray of golden light and fled away.

"Lieutenant?"

The divine guards were about to celebrate.

Before he could speak, he saw that Captain Dali's black hair had turned white. He had passed away most of his life in an instant and turned into an octogenarian.

"Don't worry about me."

The Taiwei smiled happily: "If I cultivate Haoran's will and not my life, it will be nothing but nothing after a hundred years. Ji Muli is different. He is a thief of the Tiandao Sect. He was the most powerful Taoist sect three hundred thousand years ago and is now reincarnated."

Returning, he is definitely my number one enemy, Dali. I will exchange thirty years of Yangshou for his eight hundred years of Dao injuries, and I will not suffer any loss."

You can't even say he's an immortal.

A hundred years from now it will be nothing more than a pile of loess.

After becoming an immortal, whether it is a Taoist immortal, a martial immortal, or a demon immortal.

Everything will sublimate life and break the shackles of life.

But Confucianism is different.

Without cultivating one's life, just cultivating aura of awe-inspiring energy cannot increase one's lifespan. Even if one becomes a sage who rivals the immortals, his lifespan will only be a few hundred years. If he wants to break through, he can only reach the realm of a saint who is awe-inspiring to both heaven and earth.

This is also inevitable.

If you are willing to give up, you will get something.

He studied literature at the beginning, became a scholar in three years, passed the examination in five years, entered the Hanlin Academy in ten years, and became a doctor.

Among Confucians, there are many learned scholars in their thirties and forties, and it is not uncommon to have great Confucian scholars in their fifties and sixties, not to mention those sages in their seventies or eighties.

Among Taoists and warriors, the true immortals in their thirties and forties, the earth immortals in their fifties and sixties, and the heavenly immortals in their seventies and eighties can scare people to death if they tell them.

So now many people choose to study concurrently.

Of course, practicing concurrently is not that good. Zhang Heng has never heard of anyone who practices several cultivation systems concurrently and can go very far.

The good and bad aspects of Confucian cultivation are equally obvious.

Confucianism, Taoism, and Martial Arts.

How to choose is up to you.

When his family was poor, he studied Confucianism.

There are imperial subsidies for studying Confucianism, and you can learn the Three-Character Classic. When you are a child, you can get rice and noodles every month.

If you have good fortune, high knowledge, and win the election, it will be even more extraordinary.

Not to mention having enough food and clothing for a lifetime, various tax exemption policies alone can make people fatten to death.

Rich and powerful.

Then practice martial arts, invite a few instructors from martial arts schools to teach at home, learn step by step, take various tonics, hum, ha, Ada, practice.

From now on, the family will be in decline.

It was also the second plank bridge to pass thousands of troops. The left copper and the right iron were the same. The Zhu family built the bridge and the Hong family crossed it. However, this bridge was a large scale for outsiders to divide their gold.

Further up.

If you are destined to enter Buddhism, you are destined to become a demon.

The five systems are different from each other. Confucianism has advanced rapidly, but the love is deep and long-lasting.

In the early stage of martial arts, you are dominant, and in the mid-term, you are aggressive, and it is difficult to change the decline in the later stage.

What about the Buddhist and Taoist families?

Disadvantaged in the early stage, tied in the mid-term, and caught up in the late stage.

As for the magic gate.

Just live in the moment and be happy.

Of course, this is generally the case, and there are some exceptions that can break the shackles.

But there is only one such person in a billion. The saying that there is no strongest system, only the strongest people, is what I am talking about.

"Amita..."

"Brother, what should we do?"

Remember Muli's defeat.

The five old men in purple were arrested.

The four great lamas are a little bit worse.

"Four junior brothers."

"Surrender. Those who know the current situation are heroes. There are divine guards guarding all directions. The four of you cannot break through."

The old tiger showed mercy: "If you are willing to surrender, I will plead with the adults in the court and let you work under my account in the future. We are old acquaintances and will not treat you badly."

"Surrender to you?"

"Bah, traitor!"

Upon hearing this.

The four great lamas glared angrily: "We came here with good intentions to help you, but you actually set a trap. If it weren't for the mercy of our Buddha, you would have died in Beihai back then."

The old tiger shook his head slightly: "It's a lie. It's a lie that I led the troops to the North Sea. It's a lie that I underestimated the enemy and got caught in your ambush. Even being trapped under the refuge spell and having to surrender is a lie. Everything is a lie. The four junior brothers

Why be persistent?"

silence...

They were surrounded by the Divine Guards, so escaping was just a joke.

The four great lamas looked at each other.

Now the situation is stronger than people, whether it is true or false, there is nothing to argue about.

"Huh!"

A lama turned around.

His eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Heng standing under the eaves, holding a little tiger in his arms, watching the show with gusto.

"Give it to me!"

The great lama flew up.

If they charge hard, they will definitely not be able to get out, and the only one left will be the little tiger in Zhang Heng's arms.

He wanted to see if this black-hearted tiger didn't care about his daughter.

Regardless.

First kill this little one with one palm, and then kill him until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and there is no light from the sun or the moon.

Ding!!

In the sky.

The King of Punishment, who was fighting Tang Jian, swung his swords with a halberd and whispered: "You and I are brothers, if we continue to fight, we will not be able to tell the winner for three days and two nights, and your friends will probably wait.

It won’t be that long.”

"my friend?"

Tang Jian was stunned at first.

Then he glanced at Zhang Heng, who was thin, small, and just like an ordinary person, and laughed loudly: "Ji Muli just has a great reputation, and there are so many fake people under his fame that he cannot be taken seriously."

Finished.

Tang Jian held both swords and stopped attacking. He said with the style of a master: "Do you really think that you will win just by beating Ji Muli away? You are totally wrong. There is someone even more ruthless."

"Harder?"

Under the golden mask of the Punishment King, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "How cruel?"

Tang Jian smiled and said nothing.

He had also seen Ji Muli's strength, and that was all.

Although he is not an opponent, he can still take a few moves.

And the one below.

He has served in front of and behind the horse for thirty years. The more he sees, the more he understands that among the strong, there is a strong hand, and every mountain is as high as a mountain.

Whoosh...

Accompanied by the sound of words.

The four great lamas rushed towards Zhang Heng, intending to show off their evil deeds.

"act recklessly."

Zhang Heng grabbed it without even looking at it.

No resistance.

There are no light and shadow effects either.

Some are just a falling leaf, hovering motionless in the air.

A moment.

The world seemed to have pressed the pause button.

Only Zhang Heng can move in the whole world, while everyone else is still.

Wow!!

A pair of hands swept past.

Penetrating the Buddha's light, like a cicada net, it swept over the heads of the four great lamas.

The next second.

Four little translucent people, the size of fingernails, with dull faces, who looked exactly like the four great lamas, were pulled out by this big hand.

certainly.

This is not a villain, but the soul of the four monks.

The reason why it is so small is because this grasp belongs to the category of spatial magical power. Not to mention the human soul, even if an elephant is here, it will be no more than the size of a cockroach if it falls on his hand. It is similar to the Buddha's Kingdom on the Palm of Buddhism.

certainly.

Zhang Heng is not a Tathagata Buddha and does not have that much ability. This is just a simple use of space.

But it's enough.

The four monks in front of me are not Sun Xingzhe, and they cannot dance in his hands.

puff!

Gently grab it.

Just grab it.

Then there is no more.

snap...

The leaves fall with the wind.

fell to the ground.

Everyone was still standing like this, as if nothing happened.

One second.

Two seconds.

The faces of the four monks were lifelike, but they stood motionless in front of Zhang Heng.

Just when the old tiger was extremely angry and everyone was wondering.

A breeze blew by.

The next second, the four monks turned into ashes in the breeze, as if they had never existed.

"Um!"

Everyone was shocked, no one knew what happened.

Even the King of Punishment.

I have been paying attention here, but I can't see anything strange. I am completely confused: "What kind of spell is this?"

silence.

Zhang Heng did not answer, but glanced at everyone.

See him and say nothing.

The old lieutenant looked shocked: "Who are you?" As he said that, he put a hand into his sleeve, as if there was a decree in the sleeve, which he could throw out at any time, just like suppressing Ji Muli, and suppressed Zhang Heng.

Crackdown on the spot.

"Lihuang is so powerful. The true meaning of his martial arts is condensed into a decree. Ordinary immortals can suppress it with just a piece of paper."

Zhang Heng looked at the actions of the old lieutenant. He first admired, and then shook his head slightly: "It's a pity that the decree is the decree. I can still pay three points of respect to Emperor Li when he comes in person. I don't think a decree alone has any prestige."

Finished.

Zhang Heng added: "And I don't think you have a second decree. If you want to steal a chicken, you have to see who is on the other side."

Well...

The old lieutenant was a little embarrassed.

This time, he was plotting against Buddhism and Taoism. To be on the safe side, he asked for a decree to protect him.

He really didn't have the second one, because every time he condenses a decree, some of the true meaning of martial arts will be permanently lost. If he does it too much, Lihuang's strength will also decrease.

So these laws and decrees are all treasures at the bottom of the box.

No one dares to use it easily, and no one is allowed to carry several copies with them at one time.

"Old tiger, come back to Hushan to have a look when you have time."

Zhang Heng came out this time to find the old tiger.

Looking at the current situation, it was not the time to talk about things, so Zhang Heng had no intention of staying.

"King of Punishment, this time you and I are tied, but it won't be the same next time."

I saw Zhang Heng leaving with the little tiger in his arms.

Tang Jian also gave the Punishment King a fierce look and walked away without looking back.

Watching the backs of the two of them.

Laoshanjun, Punishment King, and Lieutenant Dali looked at each other in confusion.

The world is changing, and evildoers are everywhere.

An old guy like Ji Muli, who has been dead for 300,000 years, wants to make a comeback and jump around.

Not to mention, there are even more ruthless ones behind.

"We had previously speculated that since the Taoist sect was behind the events in Shunzhou, Prince Shun was probably also harmed by the Taoist sect."

The Punishment King hesitated slightly: "Now, I'm afraid it's hard to say."

Hear the sound.

The old lieutenant nodded slightly: "Although Ji Muli is scary, he has traces to follow. Who he is is who he is. It has been revealed to the public. Naturally, there are ways to deal with him, and this person..."

The lieutenant paused for a moment: "This is an old antique that came out of nowhere. I have no impression of it at all, and its methods are unpredictable. I'm afraid it's even better than Ji Muli."

The voice fell.

The two of them looked at the old tiger at the same time.

Because before leaving, the man said that he would let the old tiger go back and have a look if he had the chance.

Look at the attitude.

It's pretty good for Lao Tiger, but if you want to find out about this person's heel, it will fall on Lao Tiger.

"let me try."

The old tiger also saw what the two of them meant, but he was a little unsure: "If this person is really here for Dali, your Majesty is currently incapable of doing anything, and the ladies also have their own ideas. I'm afraid we won't be able to do it alone.

"

Silence again.

The Punishment King also thought of this, but he just thought of its use and needed a countermeasure.

The problem is that there is no solution.

The reason why Dali Dynasty was able to unify was entirely due to Emperor Li alone.

He was the only one who beat down the heavenly immortals and made the earthly immortals unable to come out.

even.

Even the Heavenly Demon Sect's Heavenly Demon Empress and the Heavenly Demon Sect's Heavenly Demon Saint had to succumb and became concubines in the harem, making the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect become part of Dali.

You can ask yourself sincerely.

Are these people willing?

not necessarily.

Surrender is a word.

Who knows how much sincerity there is.

At present, the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect have not separated from the imperial court and become independent, but because both empresses have children, they are trying to use the method of supporting the prince to ascend the throne to make their own sect the state religion.

Apart from this interest, it's hard to say how much emotion there is.

Because to put it bluntly.

The essence of this matter is that Emperor Li, like a bandit, broke into the two major sects, forcibly married the goddesses in the sects, and asked them to continue their heirs for him.

Accept the loss of being dumb.

It's not that Emperor Li is very handsome, but the situation is stronger than others and he has to compromise.

It can be said that I can help you a lot.

Same reason.

Those great demon gods who had to surrender after being captured by Emperor Li, as well as the giants of Buddhism and Taoism.

There are also many outsiders who work hard and wait to see Dali’s jokes.

There was real chaos.

The only people Dali could rely on were martial arts generals like them who had retired from the country, and even the Confucians. Looking at the old captain beside him, the Punishment King did not dare to trust him too much.

Nothing else.

The Confucian theory of eternal surrender is very well practiced.

When the day comes, it will definitely be these people who kowtow and shout long live.

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