He greeted everyone with a smile, and then said: "I see that you are opening the talisman library, so let me be the only one. This restriction seems to be very powerful. You may not be able to open it without me."
Everyone murmured. The ban had become very weak due to everyone's continuous efforts to crack it. It would not take long to open it. However, no one would offend Zhang Jun, the evil star, at this time, so they pretended not to hear it.
Killing the emperor over there was like sitting on pins and needles, because Zhang Jun had stared at him several times, with a malicious look. Moreover, the Kunlun mirror in Zhang Jun's hand originally belonged to the little Kunlun, which made him feel even more uncomfortable. Without the Kunlun mirror,
Xiao Kunlun's status in the spiritual world plummeted.
In the end, Zhang Jun did not take action against the Killing Emperor. His goal here was the talisman library. As for the Killing Emperor and his gang, he would slowly take care of them in the future. There would be plenty of opportunities.
Everyone quickly returned to their original positions and continued to attack the restriction. After all, they all wanted to enter the talisman library quickly. Zhang Jun took the position of the Yuangu Emperor and, like the others, sent out a divine light to bombard the restriction.
Outside the entrance to the talisman library, a layer of dense purple light surrounded them, and everyone's attacks all hit the purple light. Along with the attacks, the purple light kept rolling, and seemed to be shrinking.
When attacking the ban, a Dao Lord with a wide robe and long sleeves came over. While attacking the ban, he greeted with a smile on his face: "Zhang Dao Lord, you are so polite."
Zhang Jun glanced at the other person sideways, and saw that the other person had a sinister look on his face, with yellow eyebrows, a vulgar appearance, and a flattering smile. He did not look like a good man at first glance.
He nodded slightly: "What do you call it?"
"My Taoist name is Huang Mei. My tutor is a crazy Taoist. I believe Zhang Daojun knows me." Huang Mei said with a smile.
Zhang Jun was surprised: "Are you the disciple of a crazy Taoist? Why haven't I heard that he has a disciple?"
Huangmei Daojun laughed dryly and said, "I became my master just the day before yesterday, so Zhang Daojun doesn't know."
Zhang Jun was delighted: "Are you saying that the crazy Taoist has left seclusion?"
"He is out of seclusion." Huang Mei said angrily, "Otherwise I wouldn't be so unlucky and worship him as my teacher."
Zhang Jun was surprised now: "Look at you, it seems you are reluctant to accept him as your teacher?"
After hearing this question, Huang Mei was like an angry little daughter-in-law. She almost shed tears and said miserably: "Zhang Daojun, you don't know, that crazy Taoist, no, Master, he is so obsessed with money!"
At that moment, he explained in detail the process of how he was accepted as a disciple, which made Zhang Jun dumbfounded. It turned out that this Huangmei Daojun was a casual cultivator, and he had some adventures in the early years. Coupled with the change of the era, this step
Bu Di has cultivated to the Tao Lord level. Huang Mei is usually as timid as a mouse and never fights with others, so he has always lived in seclusion.
However, since he became a Taoist master, his self-confidence has been somewhat inflated, and he decided to go to the wilderness to practice and see if he could have good luck. However, not long after he went out, he didn't have good luck, but met a crazy Taoist.
That day, Huang Mei accidentally discovered a strange chaotic area. Every ten breaths, the chaotic area would stabilize for a moment. That moment was enough for him to enter it and check it out. He always felt that there might be something extraordinary inside.
Just when he was about to go in, he saw an old Taoist who was slovenly and even more wretched than him walking over from nowhere.
"Fellow Taoist, I see your luck. You must be a person with great fortune and good fortune. However, you have suffered from a bloody disaster recently. If you don't solve it, your life may not be saved! In this way, you only need to give
With 10,000 divine elixirs and a large magic weapon, I can save your life and crack it for you." The other party said in a confident tone.
Huang Mei didn't see the other party's cultivation level at a glance, and was a little frightened. But where did he have the Ten Thousand God Pill and the Great Luo Magical Artifact? In addition, he had always been timid and afraid of death, so he immediately begged the other party to crack it. The Taoist suddenly revealed
He looked embarrassed, but after Huang Mei's pleading, he said some nonsense about "God has the virtue of good life", and finally expressed his willingness to help him, on the condition that he must worship him as his teacher.
Huang Mei didn't think much about it, thinking that he should become a master as long as he could survive. So he worshiped the master very quickly, and then he found out that the other person was the famous crazy Taoist. The crazy Taoist thought that since he wanted to become a master, he had to send him to become a disciple.
As a result, Huang Mei Taoist's lifelong treasure changed hands and went into the crazy Taoist's pocket. But by the time he realized it, it was already too late. The crazy Taoist had always been unable to get in and out, so naturally he would not return it to him.
After hearing Huang Mei's experience, Zhang Jun couldn't help laughing and asked: "Where is the crazy Taoist now?"
"He said there were good things here, so he brought me here. He was here a few hours ago, but now I don't know where he is." Taoist Huangmei said, sighing constantly.
Zhang Jun was thoughtful and said, "Huang Mei, do you know your master's level of cultivation?"
Huang Mei shook his head: "I can't tell clearly, at least it must be the emperor. It can't be the quasi-big Luo, right?"
While talking, Zhang Jun suddenly saw Emperor Yuan Gu leaving and returning, but this time he was not alone. Besides Yuan Gu, there was a woman beside him. This woman was tall, wearing an imperial crown and a dragon.
She was wearing a robe, and there was a majestic look between her brows. The Yuan Gu Emperor stood carefully beside her, pointed at Zhang Jun, and seemed to be saying something with his spiritual thoughts.
The woman glanced at Zhang Jun coldly, and her purple eyes were like two thunderbolts, striking Zhang Jun with an astonishing momentum.
Zhang Jun snorted coldly, and an invisible shield stretched in front of him, blocking his eyes. His eyes hit the invisible shield and made a "crack" sound. At the same time, he raised the golden mirror and faced it, pointing his mace: "
That mother-in-law, are you Yuan Gu’s lover?”
As soon as these words came out, there were gasps all around. Especially Emperor Yuan Gu, who almost jumped up and turned pale, as if he had encountered something extremely terrible.
"Now the fun is great!" Everyone stopped attacking the ban, took out tables, chairs and benches, spread melon seeds and candies, and looked like they were watching a good show.
Of course, there are also people who don't know why. For example, Taoist Huangmei, who doesn't travel much outside, quickly asked a monk next to him: "Fellow Taoist, who is that woman? It seems that everyone is afraid of her."
The person being asked was a holy king. He did not dare to tell the woman's name. He asked with a surprised look on his face: "Walking in the wilderness, you don't know the name of the empress?"
"Empress?" Taoist Huangmei blinked, he had never heard of it before.
The other party further explained: "Maybe the reason why you haven't come out recently is that the empress is a fierce person born in recent months. It is said that she is only half a step away from being a Da Luo figure. She is very powerful. Moreover, this woman has a Da Luo in her hand.
Magic weapon."
Huang Mei was startled: "The two-and-a-half-step legendary emperor, and the Da Luo magical weapon! It is indeed powerful, powerful!"
"I heard that the empress came from a broken world that maintained the custom of women being supreme and men having a low status. So after the empress was born, sir, he recruited a group of masters as servants," the man said.
"So, the ancient emperor was also one of the servants?" Huang Mei asked in surprise. He felt that it was a bit unreasonable for a great emperor to seek refuge with a woman.
"Yes!" The man secretly glanced at the empress and Emperor Yuan Gu, "It is said that Yuan Gu is now the godson of the empress."
"Ah?" Huang Mei was even more surprised now, and his mouth opened wide.
As expected, when the empress heard this, her face turned livid, and a thundercloud appeared in each of her eyes. The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn, and there was silence. Only pairs of eyes were staring directly at Zhang Jun and the empress.
"Kneel down and be my slave. I will spare your life." Unexpectedly, the empress did not take action immediately, but said coldly.
Zhang Jun smiled "haha": "Kneel down and lick it, I will let you live."
As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly felt relieved. It was this empress who was too domineering, which made all the male cultivators breathless. Now that they suddenly heard Zhang Jun's words, they all felt relieved.
Not only was the empress not angry, but she giggled, making all the male cultivators' hearts beat wildly with her laughter. After laughing enough, she glanced at Zhang Jun charmingly: "Not bad, really good, actually.
He is an innate Taoist body. I still lack an emperor in my harem, and it is you."
Zhang Jun's eyelids jumped wildly, and he thought that this old woman is really shameless! Before he could react, Chu Chu had already rushed out of the Hunyuan Secret Realm angrily, scolding: "Old woman, my father won't
I have fallen in love with you, and you are too old to be my mother!"
Hearing his precious daughter's words, Zhang Jun's eyes immediately lit up and he said with a smile: "My dear, you're right. This old thing is an eyesore to a mother, so I won't want it."
The empress's phoenix eyes were filled with cold light: "If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink wine as a penalty! Prime Minister Zuo, catch this thief for me!"
A man walked out of the crowd. He was wearing a white shirt, with sword-shaped eyebrows, starry eyes, and a long beard. He was a handsome and stalwart middle-aged man. Not only was this man good-looking, but he was also an emperor-level master in cultivation. He held the sword technique in his hand,
He shouted: "Bold thief, please die quickly!"
After saying that, a thin line of sword light cut across the length and direction, and slashed towards Zhang Jun. Chu Chu had long been angry with the empress. When she saw someone attacking Zhang Jun, she immediately let out a heavy grunt, and she unleashed the Thunderbolt Kill.
.In an instant, eighty-one trillion sword rays came towards them, overwhelming them and killing them.
The sword light emitted by Zuo Xiang was suddenly submerged in the boundless, majestic and invincible sword light, and was instantly crushed to pieces. His face changed slightly, but he was fearless, and sneered: "Rely on the magic weapon
That’s all!”
After saying that, the aura around him changed, and a sword intent as vast as the starry sky burst out. In front of this sword intent, even a thunderbolt kill seemed insignificant. Chu Chu's face turned red, as if he had endured a huge blow.
pressure.
"Can a pearl like a grain of rice dare to compete with the bright moon?"
Suddenly, a sword intent emitted from Zhang Jun's body. This sword intent killed the past, the present, and the future. The murderous intent was endless. It was the sword intent emitted by the Sword Emperor Ouyang Jiantian. He was known as the Sword Emperor, and he was the most powerful swordsman in the world of swordsmanship.
His cultivation was unparalleled, and he suppressed Zuo Xiang's sword intent in an instant.
"puff!"
Before the fight had even begun, Zuo Xiang spurted out a mouthful of blood. He collapsed on the ground and could no longer send out his sword intent. He looked at Zhang Jun with a sad expression and said, "The Sword Emperor is here, can I see him?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked. The so-called Sword Emperor is an honorific title, and it has nothing to do with cultivation. Some people are amazingly talented, even if they only have true cultivation, they still have dazzling titles, such as Sword Emperor
, Sword Emperor. This is an honor recognized by the world. Of course, if a person has the title of Sword Emperor, he is usually a top master.
Ouyang Baitian appeared behind Zhang Jun, standing with his hands behind his back, without a trace of murderous intent around him. But as soon as he came out, the Prime Minister Zuo bowed deeply and said respectfully: "If I hear the truth in the morning, I will die in the evening! Thank you Sword Emperor!"
Ouyang stared at him for several days and said calmly: "Your sword intention is already perfect, but you are only one step away from condensing the sword soul. What a pity!"
Zhang Jun frowned and said: "Those who are subordinates will not be able to condense the soul of the sword until they die."
The sword soul also has nothing to do with cultivation. It is a kind of talent. Those who have destiny are qualified to call themselves sword emperors. However, this sword soul can be encountered or not sought. It is not cultivated. Whether you can have it depends on the requirements.
Qi, luck and talent. Those who possess the sword soul can use the power of the great avenue of heaven and earth when the sword is drawn out, and the attack power will be increased several times, which is very terrifying.
Prime Minister Zuo lowered his head deeply and did not argue.
The empress' face turned cold, and she said in a deep voice: "It's useless! General, come and get him!"
A burly, imposing young man walked out. He was wearing golden armor and carrying a long gun. He walked up to Zhang Jun expressionlessly. Seeing this man, Zhang Jun's eyes narrowed. He felt that the other person was an extreme person.
A dangerous person. Moreover, this person seems to be a monk who refines his body. Although his body has not reached the level of manifesting the saint, it is not weaker than him.