This is definitely not the case. Although I don’t know the criteria for accepting disciples of Qingxuan Sect, I’m afraid there are only a few who can cultivate immortals in the age of the end of the Dharma. Moreover, there are auras in Qingxuan Sect, so everyone cannot be the same.
Baby big man.
Wang Zhuo hesitated for a moment, and finally covered the floor tiles. This secret passage might not belong to the Qingxuan Sect. Wang Zhuo didn't know if there was a great opportunity or a magic weapon in it, but he knew that the place the secret passage led to must be far away.
Duobao once told Wang Zhuo that during the Tiger King's treasure hunt, he used the compass to control the mountain from a long distance, and used it at close range. When rushing into the mountain, it was also proved that although the town fluctuated, the actual treasure was actually a hundred meters underground. This distance was not far away.
, first of all, the underground will block most of the spiritual consciousness, and secondly, Tie Hongwen has also arranged many insidious tricks inside, and there must be shielding formations among them. It is not easy for Zhenshan to search out the signal from the cornucopia.
Since the distance will inevitably be very far, there will not be enough time. If Tang Yu succeeds today, he will have plenty of time to hunt for treasures. If Tang Yu is beaten away, then Wang Zhuo can go in but cannot get out, and then he will be in tragedy again.
It sounds like it took a long time, but in reality Wang Zhuo changed his mind and made the decision in an instant. He turned around and left without any nostalgia.
Next he found the sword tomb in the side hall.
Qingxuanmen is a Taoist sword sect. There are 18,000 long swords in the sword tomb. However, the spiritual energy is not sufficient. It is difficult to hold the many monks of Qingxuanmen without losing their rank, let alone separate the spiritual energy to support weapons. Therefore, these 10,000 long swords have been
Basically, they have fallen from the level of magic weapons to ordinary goods. Although the blades are sharp, they have lost their spirituality after all.
But even so, Wang Zhuo, who is known as the cat who can't walk in the air, did not let go of this place. His consciousness spread out to cover the entire sword tomb, and directly put all the long swords in the sword tomb into bronze, together with a kind of metallic luster soil that nourished the long swords.
In the bottle. Thanks to King Yama and Luo Hu, the Underworld Villa currently does not have any means of attack, but the space inside is definitely large enough.
After coming out of the Sword Tomb, Wang Zhuo was about to search for the medicine garden and the leader's small treasury, when he suddenly felt the ground and the entire hall begin to shake violently. Wang Zhuo hurriedly ran out of the side hall, and before he reached the middle of the hall, a burst of laughter could be heard.
Meowing, fearing that Tang Yu would be beaten away.
Wang Zhuo's face was deep, and he quietly poked his little head out to look out. This sight almost did not blind him with his alloy cat's eyes. He saw about fifty people in the hall, all with broken arms and legs, and some
Some people even have half of their heads missing, but in short, there is no one with sound limbs here.
The injuries received were different, but the expressions on their faces were exactly the same. I saw these people dancing with their hands, those with remaining legs waving, and those with no arms and legs shaking their heads, as if Changchunzi was arranging a collective wedding for them.
, all looked extremely happy and laughing.
The next moment, a sudden change occurred. The monk who lost half of his head at the beginning suddenly froze, and the smile stopped on his face. Then he let out a sound, and the bones all over his body made crisp sounds. In the end, the bones were broken and turned into
A puddle of minced meat.
The remaining monks came one after another, and in a short time, there were only more than fifty boneless bodies left in the entire hall, and only the meaty paste with a vague and weird smile was left on the big round face plate.
Is it possible to succeed in this matter?
Wang Zhuo knew that this must be Tang Yu's credit. He couldn't tell what kind of cultivation Tang Yu was, but there were many foundation-building monks in the hall who were similar to Wang Zhuo.
"Bang!"
At this time, the door of the palace was pushed open by a huge force, and three more people seemed to have been kicked in. They rolled several times and hit the bronze statue of Taoist Master before stopping. The three people were old and young. Wang Zhuo knew them. It was today.
Three of the twelve people in Mai, headed by Changchunzi.
The three of them lay on the ground without moving, and after two or three seconds they started laughing happily.
Wang Zhuo felt a slight chill, and ran to the door of the hall with his waist hunched over, his jewel-like cat eyes immediately tightening.
I saw that the square at the entrance of the palace was full of broken limbs, and only eight and a half people survived. The reason why there were only half of them was because Tang Yugang gently broke the intact person into two halves.
What I was worried about finally became a reality, but luckily my brother had to stand up and die cutely even if he died.
The man was broken in half and died on the spot. The green-gang sword that killed four members of the surveillance team was still in Changchunzi's hand, but the green light was extremely dim, and the sword was full of broken marks.
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Tang Yu was still wearing her pajamas, and after fighting for so long, not even a drop of blood splashed on her body. Changchunzi looked at the dead bodies around him, and said with tears of grief: "Fellow Taoist, what do I, Qingxuan Sect, have to do with you?"
Does enmity make you do this cruel thing?"
Tang Yu tilted his head. Wang Zhuo didn't expect her to make this sudden move, and she looked at the cat's head that poked out. Then Tang Yu shook his head and said: "Remember in the auction hall, you wanted the other people to join forces.
Kill me first."
Changchunzi spit out blood, "Didn't they listen to me?"
"I am a vengeful person. If you have the idea of killing me, I will take action to kill you. The food I just ate did not taste good, and I want to kill people even more." After saying that, Tang Yu flew like a big bird in flight.
At the same time, his body turned into an illusion, but in Wang Zhuo's eyes, he saw corpse air falling from dozens of meters in the air on the head of a disciple two or three meters away from Changchunzi. He didn't know what Tang Yu had.
It was heavy, but Wang Zhuo visually observed that the weight of Tang Yu's weak body completely destroyed his slap-sized kitten. Under such a huge impact, even if the disciple had practiced juggling, it would be a tragedy. There was only a click, and the disciple's skull reappeared.
Tang Yu's feet were crushed to pieces. Tang Yu then used his disciple's body to fly back dozens of meters into the air with the tight muscles of his legs hidden in his wide pajamas.
Now Wang Zhuo knew why there were half-skulled people in the hall. He was afraid that Tang Yu enjoyed the pleasure of trampling on people, and instilled some kind of vicious spell into the body of the disciple who was trampled, and saw the disciple's body expand instantly.
He got up, and then a long pillar of blood spurted out from his head, and then he danced happily until he was shattered to pieces.
Changchunzi's eyes were red, and he held the broken green-gang sword with both hands. He immediately poured all his mana into the sword. The green light on the sword appeared again and made a long sound. At the same time, the sword body surged and roared in the air.
With swords and flowers, he tried to knock down the invisible Tang Yu!
The remaining few people didn't even look at it, they also stabbed randomly in the air with their swords. At this time, they heard a crisp sound, and Tang Yu's figure suddenly appeared in the air.
Stung!
Before Changchunzi's face showed joy, she saw Tang Yu's arms above her head, and in her hand was a huge shield transformed by a black hurricane. Then she came to the Mai disciple in one step, holding the shield in her left hand and the shield in her right hand.
He picked up a hurricane tomahawk, and the sound of the tomahawk whizzing through the air instantly caused the disciple's eardrums to rupture and start to bleed. Before he could reach the disciple, the air waves rolled up even made Wang Zhuo find it extremely difficult to breathe.
Wang Zhuo knew that Tang Yu was very powerful, and even compared her with Bai Jing. Maybe Bai Jing didn't use all his strength when "educating" him, but the moment Wang Zhuo saw her just now, he couldn't help but want Bai Jing and Tang Yu to be together.
Yu fights to see if Bai Jing, who is only twenty years old and has been practicing since she was an egg, is more powerful, or Tang Yu, who is an old maid and loves to eat stinky tofu, is even more powerful.
Changchunzi did not expect Tang Yu to be so powerful. She did not need to form seals and did not sense the changes in wind attributes. The power she displayed was already more powerful than the Nascent Soul monks would be frightened. In addition, the hurricane she used was not
It is like the wind in the mortal world, which makes everyone in Changchun tremble with fear.
The disciple couldn't even think of dodging in front of her. When the wind came, his mind was frozen by the wind. The disciple didn't even have a chance to retreat, so he lost the opportunity forever and was chopped into two pieces by Tang Yu with an axe.
It's so bloody that even a cold-blooded cat like Wang Zhuo finds it cruel.
At this moment, Changchunzi exploded instantly, the big sword in his hand emitted a fierce green light, and a green dragon actually started to swim on the sword.
"Since Taoist friends are talking about life and death, everyone from Qingxuan Sect will accompany Taoist friends until death!"
The remaining six people, old and young, men and women, merged their swords into the giant sword and shouted: "Until death, there will be no end!"
But no matter how much cohesion the sect had, it could not match the absolute strength. When the long sword transformed from the blue dragon swung, Tang Yu did not block it with a shield, but calmly waved the wind ax to collide with it.
The swords and axes collided, making a tooth-itching loud noise. Changchunzi's right hand went numb, and the gushing mana flowed back into his body along the arm. The stone slabs in the square under his feet immediately turned into pieces, and everyone took a hundred steps back, each step
The stone slabs under your feet will be shattered, leaving deep footprints.
At the 101st step, the seven people finally stopped and stabilized their bodies. Three of them felt a heat in their chests. They opened their mouths and spit out a mouthful of blood, then started laughing like crazy.
After meowing, the whole body of a person will be shattered without realizing it. What kind of ability is this?
At this time, Changchunzi also let out a satisfied, almost crazy laugh. Just when Wang Zhuo thought that Changchunzi was going to turn into minced meat and the battle was over, he heard Changchunzi start crying again.
"It's interesting, it's really interesting. The Qingxuan Sect was founded for 1,700 years, and the two heads were famous all over the world for their three-foot blue sword. I didn't expect that the thousand-year glory ended at the hands of me, the unscrupulous fourth generation head!"
Changchunzi's voice was as sharp as Dongfang Bubai's needle, and as sharp as Dongfang Bubai's voice. This old roe deer was afraid that his kidneys were scratched due to anger. While speaking, the giant green sword also
Half of it was broken off and became a broken sword.
Tang Yu stood motionless on the spot, his hair was not messy, but his sleeves were cut open by a giant sword to reveal his white and tender arms, but he obviously had an absolute advantage over Changchunzi. And it seemed that the black wind-transformed battle ax was actually better than the obvious one.
The magic sword's style is a hundred times lower, and the ax has no beauty or power at all.
However, the remaining monks in the square, including Wang Zhuo, automatically ignored the tornado-like metal layer outside, only seeing the peerless edge and power hidden in the darkness.
Although everyone was frightened by the power of the hurricane battle axe, only Wang Zhuo had the deepest understanding of the wind attribute. Chang Chunzi could see clearly, and his pair of jewel-like eyes penetrated the incomparable battle axe.
I saw a familiar figure grinning evilly in the battle axe. Under the aura-filled sky, which seemed to be thousands of miles away, the man's long hair was covered with a strong smell of plastic. Even though his skin was fair,
It was heartbreaking, but it still couldn't hide her naughty face.
The ax that Tang Yu is holding is clearly the SD doll that Wang Zhuo kicked into the wall and couldn't pull out! Wang Zhuo quietly stepped back, thinking to himself, you can take the ax this time.
It’s a doll, but next time I’m going to get a stick. I’m afraid even Tathagata won’t be able to fuck you, right?
At this time, although the light of the ax and the man holding the ax gave people the impression that Tang Yu was the axe, and the ax was Tang Yu, and the two were integrated and indistinguishable from each other, after Changchunzi's grief and anger passed, he still directly raised the broken long sword.
"roar!"
Following Changchunzi's roar, the sword energy surged again and he came out. Just like Tang Yu before, he disappeared into the void. When he reappeared, he was only two or three meters away from Tang Yu. That sword contained incomparable grief and anger.
The momentum was overwhelming, the mountain collapsed and the sun seemed to be hacking Tang Yu to death on the spot in Qingxuanmen Square.
In an instant, the light of the sword came. Changchunzi was already very old, and now his face was getting wrinkled at an extremely fast rate. In the end, his old skin was as full of wrinkles as thirty-year-old crocodile skin.
You can hide cats inside.
This sword contains all of Changchunzi's mana and true energy, as well as Changchunzi's entire lifespan. He wants to kill Tang Yu on the spot, and he wants the battle at Qingxuanmen Square to be recorded in the history books.
In the spring of the Jiawu year in China, the Qingxuan Sect was wiped out. Changchunzi and his disciples fought to the death, and no one escaped. Although they all died in battle, they still killed the enemy in front of the square gate of Qingxuan Hall!
With the sword that Chang Chunzi had hoped for, it showed that Wang Zhuo was still illiterate at the first level. It was difficult for him to describe the speed of the green sword light. Every time he felt that he had caught this sword light,
His consciousness instantly simulated how he would avoid the sword if he were standing in Tang Yu's position. But when he wanted to react, he was shocked to find that compared to the light of the electric sword, his simulated movements were like
It is the cat whose limbs were cut off, and the strong contrast between speed and slowness, that truly shows the charm of Changchunzi's sword!
The sword light in front of Tang Yu was still moving forward, as if the entire island was responding, and sword marks clearly appeared in the sky. At this time, if someone was outside in the sky, they could even see the trajectory of the sword light clearly.
At that moment, Tang Yu's expression remained extremely calm. She refused to retreat, and even threw away the shield and battle ax in her hand. Well, she threw away the shield and SD doll in her hand, and stretched out her soft and boneless hand.
The little fist rushed forward!
Wang Zhuo didn't understand why Tang Yu would be so pretentious. Yes, zombies who always pretended to be too sexy would always attract the attention of Meow Star Jiang. He had no feelings of admiration, and in his heart he thought that if he could grow up to...
When Tang Yu was like this, he wouldn't care about such trivial details.
No matter what kind of fist you use, the best way is to just wave the stick and draw out the red marks on them all!
In an instant, the battle in the square became an eternal scene.
The moment the green light giant sword came into contact with Tang Yu's fist, the sword's body was broken, and finally the sword's hilt was turned into pieces. In the blink of an eye, or only one billionth of the blink of an eye, but
At that moment, a trace of relief flashed across Changchunzi's face.
Tang Yu disappeared from the air again, and only the fragments of the long sword were left fluttering in the wind. There was no longer any proof that the Qingxuan Sect had been able to span thousands of years with a three-foot green blade.
When Tang Yu appeared again, the only remaining disciple behind Chang Chun Zi had already swung his sword to kill himself, and the distance between Chang Chun Zi and Tang Yu only had an absolute attack range of one meter.
The dazzling temperament and brilliance that appeared on Changchunzi's face in the auction hall seemed to appear on his face again, and then dimmed again. Tang Yu's right hand was seen deeply inserted into Changchunzi's belly, and he lowered his head.
For a moment, a black hurricane shot out from his back. Even though it was dark, the dazzling light still shone in people's hearts.
Changchunzi suddenly laughed and patted his chest with all his strength.
"Go back quickly, he's going to blow up his Nascent Soul!"
After Tang Yu turned around and said to Wang Zhuo, he took out his right hand and dodged into the air.
Then I saw countless tangible and invisible lines of bright flames flickering, or the pull of Qi, or the flow of vitality, or the changes of forbidden patterns. At first glance, it was complicated and chaotic, but at the moment of Changchunzi's self-destruction, a bright trajectory emerged in this chaos
The center of the line extends like a cook undressing an ox, and the situation suddenly becomes clearer.
In fact, Wang Zhuo had not used Tang Yu to remind him. He had already run away from the entrance of the hall along the square with his four paws before Changchunzi patted his chest. There was no way he could stay in the hall. He was not a stupid cat. If he was buried alive,
Who can I talk to about death?
At this time, there was only a roar, but it seemed to be meaningless. Tang Yu's horn was unharmed, while Wang Zhuo had already run to the corner of the round cover and stared at the sudden change, not knowing how to face it.
, the tragedy of annihilation of the family, in fact, according to the tragedy of Changchunzi, his death was worthless, and Wang Zhuo and Tang Yu's killing and robbing was also unethical.
But the world is like this, the weak eat the strong. Even if Wang Zhuo has positive energy, if one day Changchunzi comes with a big sword and kills his whole family, Wang Zhuo will probably lose both his life and wealth to Changchunzi. Then Changchunzi will
It’s hard to say that I won’t sigh for Wang Zhuo.
"Boom!"
Loud and tragic explosions resounded all around, and at the same time a terrifying force enveloped the entire island. Wang Zhuo suddenly heard screams, and saw countless fish and shrimps on the sea surface, foaming at the mouth and dying (unfinished)
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