"What happened in Wudang Mountain?" Zhang Jun was surprised. He immediately entered the practice room, took out the spiritual talisman, and prepared to enter Wudang Mountain to see what happened. However, just as he took out the spiritual talisman and prepared to activate it,
Yuwen Jinghua pushed open the door and entered.
"Big man, no!"
Zhang Jun frowned: "Mr. Yuwen, I am indebted to Wudang Mountain. Something is going on there right now, and I can't just sit idly by and ignore it."
Yuwen Jinghua said sternly: "When Wudang Mountain encounters a crisis, Da Zi will of course go to solve it, but now is not the time. If my guess is correct, someone must want to harm Da Zi in this incident."
Zhang Jun snorted coldly: "It's not that easy to harm me, and I won't go there alone. Xiao Longnu will accompany me."
"This is not enough." Yu Wen Jinghua's eyes flashed, "Uncle Wu and Mama Sun are very free, why don't you invite them to visit Wudang Mountain?"
Zhang Jun immediately understood what Yuwen Jinghua meant. He wanted to drag Uncle Wu and Sun Ma into the water. He thought about it for a moment and said in deep thought: "I'm afraid we can't hide our ideas from them."
"So what." Yu Wen Jinghua said calmly, "We have been together for so many years, and the giant still has some face."
Zhang Jun thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try." He also knew in his heart that if someone was targeting him this time, a sure kill would be set up.
Outside Wenzhou's house, Uncle Wu and Sun Ma were clearing a piece of land on which they were planting several vegetables. Before Zhang Jun arrived, Sun Ma said lazily: "Boy, you don't have to speak, it's useless."
Zhang Jun smiled bitterly: "Senior, do you know what I am here for?"
"We all heard what Yuwen Xiao'er said." Uncle Wu said lightly, "He guessed wrong. You don't have that much face."
Zhang Jun sighed, said nothing, turned around and left. At this time, Sun Ma added: "It's difficult to get things from the lower world to the spiritual realm, so I'm afraid you won't be able to use those killer tricks of yours."
He was moved in his heart and asked: "I know, does senior have any good ideas?"
"The True Martial Sword and the Small World are two in one. If you hold the True Martial Sword, you can bring anything into the Small World." Sun Ma said.
Zhang Jun's eyes lit up. He was actually not sure about this trip because he couldn't use any of the weapons at hand. There was no need to worry now. With the method Sun Ma said, he was sure to deal with the enemy. He didn't dare to
He said he would definitely win, but at least he wouldn't suffer a loss.
The shadow of Emperor Zhenwu hangs high in the sky, looking down at everyone.
"Zhenwu Sword Formation! Kill!" Wei Xiaoying exuded an iron-blooded fighting spirit. She gave the order, and a total of 324 Wudang disciples in the Nine Peaks at the Yuanjue Realm rushed to their true strength, and the nine sword formations merged.
For one, manifest a phantom of the Zhenwu Emperor.
The phantom of Emperor Zhenwu had indifferent eyes that contained no human emotions. He held a long sword and slowly swung it downwards. Suddenly, a dragon-shaped sword energy, a hundred feet long, as thick as a house, fiercely shot towards the sun.
Xuan and others were killed.
Yang Tianxuan snorted coldly, pulled out the Ruyi Sword, waved it in the air, and shouted: "Broken!"
A sky-shattering sword rainbow rose into the sky and collided with the Zhenwu Sword Intention, causing a violent explosion. The sky was filled with lightning and thunder, and the void seemed to be burst. The shadow of the Zhenwu Emperor blurred for a while, and three hundred and twenty-four people appeared.
The disciples of Yuanjue who presided over the sword formation all felt sore and numb all over, and the runes on the peak of the formation also crackled. This formation was set up by Feng Zu before he was enthroned. It can gather the power of all the disciples of Yuanjue to
The form of the sword formation is unleashed and is powerful.
Unfortunately, the formation still couldn't stop Yang Tianxuan. The sword he swung was obviously not his own, but a sword move left in the magic sword by a master at the peak of Guizhen. Yang Tianxuan only
It's just a matter of releasing it. This sword is so powerful that even the large formation set up by Feng Zu cannot compete with it.
"puff!"
One disciple opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He fainted on the spot and was seriously injured. Wei Xiaoying and others saw the terrifying Ruyi Sword in Yang Tianxuan's hand, and their hearts suddenly sank.
"A mere magic circle cannot stop us at all. If you are smart, you should immediately give up your useless resistance and cooperate obediently. Otherwise, I guarantee you will regret it!" Yang Tianxuan said coldly.
Hu Feng said sternly: "Wudang Mountain will not surrender! Wudang Mountain disciples will not surrender! No matter how arrogant and arrogant you are today, you will pay back ten times and a hundred times in the future!"
"You stubborn idiot is looking for death!" Yang Tianxuan was furious and struck out with another sword. In the Ruyi Sword, three sword moves were sealed, all left by the Holy Lord, and they were extremely powerful.
"boom!"
With this sword strike, half of the Wudang Mountain disciples vomited blood and fell into coma, and more than a dozen disciples had their hearts shattered and died on the spot. As a result, the formation could no longer be maintained, and the shadow of the Zhenwu Emperor suddenly dimmed.
, the most disintegrated.
At this moment, Zhang Jun appeared in the central bronze hall of the small world of Wudang Mountain. As soon as the people arrived, he felt the fluctuations of the collapse of the formation, and his face was gloomy. In the hall, a gray-haired old man saw him
, with surprise on his face, he bowed to the ground: "See the leader!"
"Who is attacking Wudang?" Zhang Jun asked in a deep voice. Regardless of whether he wanted to or not, he had to accept the position of leader of Wudang, because he was the only one with such qualifications.
The old man looked sad and angry, and said loudly: "There are many masters from the Kunlun Upper Court, the Holy Sect, Prince Wu's Mansion and the Fei Family. Three of them have returned to the True Realm, and four of them have half-step supernatural powers."
"It's really them!" Zhang Jun snorted coldly, "What's the situation outside?"
The old man immediately said: "Junior Brother Hu and the others have obviously failed in mobilizing the formation left by Master Feng. He asked me to tell the leader that the leader has a strong physique and a true martial body. He can try to use the true sword to seduce the Wudang Mountain Xiaoxiao."
world, thus opening the protective formation."
Zhang Jun was surprised: "You mean, I can activate the protective formation?"
The old man nodded: "Yes, Master. Theoretically, only those with true martial arts bodies above the Return to True Realm can open the formation, or three or more magical people can join forces to open a corner of the formation. However, the Master's skills are based on nature, and his strength may be tyrannical.
It can be successful. Time is urgent. Junior Brother Hu and the others cannot stop it for too long. Please take action quickly, Master!"
Zhang Jun did not hesitate and said in a deep voice: "Okay! You can give me some advice from the side, and we will take action immediately!"
Under the guidance of the old man, he came to a bronze platform in the center of the bronze hall and sat cross-legged on it. He held a Zhenwu sword in his hand and connected to the small world of Wudang with his mind. However, this was very difficult because he had not yet developed his own spirit.
Domain. If it were anyone else, once the mind is immersed, it will fall into a vast and boundless small world, unable to find goals, and wandering without roots.
However, Zhang Jun is different from ordinary people with half-step magical powers. His magical powers are super-grade magical powers that are superior to all laws. In addition, he can also use the Buddha's eyes to observe the small world of Wudang Mountain, so he can clearly see the small world.
Essence. Under the Buddha's eyes, he could see that the small world of Wudang Mountain was composed of five spiritual realms. The most powerful person among them was the spiritual realm of the Xian Sheng level, which was the spiritual realm of Emperor Zhenwu.
The other four are all Guizhen-level spiritual realms. The five spiritual realms are perfectly integrated to build the small world of Wudang Mountain. However, he found that all five spiritual realms have lost their breath of life and have no self-awareness. Obviously
Their master has long since died.
Although it has no independent consciousness, the small world of Wudang Mountain still contains some special rules. It can be regarded as a machine. As long as you find a button and press it, it will move and play a role. Zhang Jun is now looking for that
The button is to connect the small world with the mind. This process is not short. Zhang Jun holds the Zhenwu sword in his hand and sits motionless on the bronze platform.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, after the shadow of Emperor Zhenwu disappeared, Yang Tianxuan and his group of seven people walked up the steps, approaching Hu Feng and others step by step. When the distance between the two sides was less than ten meters, Yang Tianxuan snorted coldly: "You will be punished if you don't drink.
liquor!"
Guang Shao glanced at Wei Xiaoying and others with contempt, and said solemnly: "You guys, it's best not to resist, otherwise you will only die!"
"I said, Wudang Mountain disciples will not surrender!" Wei Xiaoying said through gritted teeth, with no fear on her face.
"Stupid!" Mr. Fei shook his head. As soon as he pointed out, a blue light flew out and hit Wei Xiaoying. An overwhelming divine power rushed over, and Wei Xiaoying let out a groan and flew up high.
How could she withstand the enemy's attack if she didn't even have half a step of magical power? In mid-air, her body gradually became solid, and then exploded with a "boom".
"Xiaoying!" Hu Feng and Feng Jian shouted, with tears in their eyes. They wanted to pounce on her, but her body had dissipated. When her soul passed away in the small world, her body also died. No one could make Wei
Xiaoying is resurrected.
"I'll fight with you!" the two yelled, and each fired a magic talisman to kill the enemy.
Mr. Ba stretched out his hand and waved, and a big hand of true energy appeared in the air, like a hill, and struck it hard. With a bang, the brilliance of the magic talisman was scattered, but they were unharmed.
"Pearl of rice!" Mr. Ba snorted softly, "If you continue to resist, that person just now will be your fate."
Hu Feng and Feng Jian felt desperate. Has the leader not arrived yet? If the leader has come to the small world, can he open the protective formation? There should be little hope, after all, the leader is not in the realm of return to truth yet.
It is difficult to connect with the small world with the mind. Thinking of this, the two of them smiled miserably, and Hu Feng said: "Wudang Mountain will last for thousands of years and cannot be destroyed in our hands! It is impossible for us to surrender!"
Mr. Ba sighed: "It's really unreasonable. Is there anything more important than life in this world? You are also empty-headed people, and you can't even detect anything. It's really sad." Then he waved his hand, and a connotation came out.
The green light of divine power shot out, and Feng Jian didn't even react, but exploded with a "boom".
Hu Feng could clearly feel that Feng Jian had indeed disappeared and disappeared from this world forever. He roared to the sky and stared at the enemy.
Mr. Ba said coldly: "In front of me, you are just an ant. I will kill all the sect members around you one by one until you give up resistance!" After saying that, he pointed again, and the blue light struck, Hu
More than ten disciples behind Feng turned into ashes.