The more He Quan talked about it, the uglier his face became: "Do you understand what I said? Maybe there is not much difference between me and that person in terms of cultivation, and we are in the same realm. But when it comes to strength, it is the difference between heaven and earth.
The difference is enough to throw me several blocks away from Hequan. You want me to help Yan Xuan? I think Junior Sister Yu, you simply don’t know how high the sky is and how high you are!”
In his opinion, this woman's proposal was tantamount to asking him to die. However, because he didn't know the truth about this woman, he couldn't feel any annoyance. Instead, he felt pity for Yu Yunqin. I heard that this was the case.
He took the initiative to cut off his relationship with that person.
Yu Yunqin was speechless. Not only was her body frozen in place, but her thoughts were almost frozen at this moment.
She thought that the Izumi around her was nothing more than that. In her opinion, a person who was so high and unparalleled in this world was actually someone she could do nothing about.
Not only did he admit that he was no match for that man, but his words also contained a hint of fear and fear. This was by no means a show of pretense, but a genuine fear of him——
In the next moment, Yu Yunqin noticed that Hequan was driving precious immortal stones into the ground one after another. His eyes were solemn and his movements were quick, with a sense of urgency.
Yu Yunqin was curious at first, and then a glimmer of hope arose in her heart: "What is the Immortal doing?"
"What else can I do? Of course I am setting up a formation to save my life. At this point, how can Junior Sister Yu still expect that I will risk my life to help you, to help that Yan Xuan? That person cannot be built temporarily with just a seat.
With the formation, we can fight and win."
He Quan sneered at first. When he sensed the three magnificent realms before, he thought that if he took the initiative to retreat, he would be able to save his life. But since it was that person who came, and he happened to be involved in this matter, it was because of the Chiyin
The god's order came. So how could Zhuang Wudao, the character in the legend of this world, let him go? Even if he ran away at this time, it would be useless. He could only find another way to resolve this disaster.
Then he felt that his tone was a little too much, and sighed softly: "Actually, I don't quite understand why Junior Sister Yu would give up such a dual cultivation partner. From my point of view, that person clearly possesses the top three first-level magic fields, and may even have
Reserved. Luo Qingyun, the Emperor's Sword Saint back then, was just like this.
Such a person, there are only sixteen or seventeen people in the world of immortals every million years, who can aspire to be the peerless immortal king, or even half-step to Hunyuan. This person's status in the Lichen Sect is probably very important, and he is probably
This generation of Lichen Taoist cultivators, even if I had Hequan's ten courages, I wouldn't dare to fight against him."
"How could this happen?"
Yu Yunqin was speechless, her eyes were confused and scattered, and she looked in the direction of the Lichen Sect again.
I originally thought that I had chosen a simpler and easier path; I thought that after Zhuang Wudao left, the two of them would be two parallel lines that would hardly intersect again. Zhuang Wudao would be able to escape from now on.
Despite her burden, she could also use the help of the gods to achieve success.
But just over a hundred years later, that man shattered all her dreams and expectations.
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On the top of Lichen Mountain, Zhuang Wudao was looking down at Yan Xuan, with a hint of emotion in his eyes, but more of it was anger.
But before Yan Xuan, there was another person who deserved his attention more. After taking a closer look at Ling Huaying, Zhuang Wudao could no longer hold back, and his murderous intent was boiling over.
With a cold snort, his eyes opened wide, and suddenly the vitality rioted in front of Zizhao Zhenren, and countless void blades were generated. In an instant, this Practicing Xu Chunyang was torn into thousands of pieces.
Corpse pieces, crushing the soul.
This scene made the surroundings even more silent. Many monks present were pale and dripping with cold sweat.
Zizhao Zhenren was one of the top five practitioners of Xu Chunyang in the Tianji Monument, but such a great cultivator in this world was wiped out by the one in front of him with just one look.
If they can escape, they will run away without hesitation. If they can resist, they will try. Anyway, they will die, so why not give it a try?
But the reality is that in front of Zhuang Wudao, they can't even stand up. They can only half kneel on the ground, desperately resisting the heavy pressure on their bodies, waiting for the treatment of this immortal. As long as they take a moment
If you relax, you are likely to end up like those foundation-building Qi-training monks - being crushed into a ball of minced meat.
After killing Zi Zhao, Zhuang Wudao flicked his sleeves again, and suddenly a ball of green brilliance fell and sank into Ling Huaying's body.
The latter's originally heavily injured body quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, all the scars on the surface disappeared, and the disordered Qi in his body was also sorted out.
Zhuang Wudao was not at ease, and looked at Ling Huaying's body with his Chongming Observation Eye, and then shook his head slightly.
"Senior brother, you are really trying your best."
His senior brother has recovered less than half of his injuries, but this time he controls the nine Dharma transmission halls at the same time, and the loss of vitality is shocking.
Ling Huaying's twelve hundred years of life, at least one third was consumed just this time.
"I have to fight hard. If you don't come, junior brother, we will all die. Only when you come can everything be fine."
Ling Huaying only looked inward for a moment, and then he flew up again. Due to the injury, he couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air. However, he endured it and flew to Zhuang Wudao's side to look at him.
, and then grinned: "If Master Jie was still alive and saw your current achievements, he would definitely laugh his head off."
Zhuang Wudao laughed dumbly and immediately responded: "Master, if I could know that Senior Brother Ling can finally be free from the control of the sword's heart and use a human to control the sword, he would be extremely happy."
After pushing the Killing Sword to the fifth level, Ling Huaying's sanity was not affected, but he gradually took control of the Killing Sword's heart. This was indeed something that ordinary people could not do.
But in his heart, he was actually a little dissatisfied. He had already prepared backup tools like the Xuhan Skyship for Li Chen, just to prevent him from not being able to arrive in time due to insufficient cultivation in the future.
But the Lichen Sect still chose to cling to this path of no return. If he was unable to go down to the lower world for some reason, wouldn't the current Lichen Sect really have fallen?
He wanted to reprimand, but after thinking about it, Zhuang Wudao suppressed the idea. He could understand the thoughts of people like Li Chen Sect.
How can we abandon the foundation that Lichen has been running for tens of thousands of years? According to the thinking of these people, they would rather the whole sect be destroyed and die here than abandon the mountain gate and leave.
There is also a limit to the number of monks that can be accommodated in the Lihantian Ship, and it can no longer accommodate the nearly one million disciples that the Lichen Sect has accepted over the past hundred years. It would be inappropriate to give up any of these people in the sect, as it will alienate the disciples, and even
Because of this, it is better to give up the idea of escape and resist the enemy with all your strength.
Shaking his head, Zhuang Wudao continued to look in the direction of Yan Xuan. No matter how much he didn't want to face it, he didn't want to end up in this situation with his friend who shared the same sorrows back then. But in this matter, he had to do it after all.
Faced with it, it needs to be dealt with.
The previous anger and murderous intent gradually faded away, and Zhuang Wudao looked indifferent: "Zhuang asked himself, I am not sorry for you Yan Xuan. With the arrangement before I left, Li Chen and Da Ling could have coexisted in the world -
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"Coexist in the world?"
Yan Xuan was half-kneeling. Before Zhuang Wudao could finish speaking, he said coldly: "You mean, let me, the Great Spirit, be your vassal and slave in Lichen for thousands of years? The change of the throne, the great political affairs of a country.
, are all controlled by your hands. Is this how you want to coexist in the world?"
It was difficult for him to speak now, and with every word he uttered, more blood overflowed from his mouth. He knew that he had no hope of survival, and he was not willing to beg for mercy in front of Zhuang Wudao, so his words were full of ridicule.
"The great spirit has been in war for hundreds of years, and 70% of the kings and clans of the Yan family died because of your Zhuang Wudao. The hatred of patricide is even more irreconcilable. How can you stand up to me? With this hatred and hatred, how can Yan Xuan do it?
Don’t want to retaliate?”
The hatred of patricide? The hatred of genocide?
Zhuang Wudao laughed at himself, so to speak, the hatred between him and Yan Xuan was really as deep as the sea. However, he originally thought that with Yan Xuan's ambition, he could not care about this. In the end, he took it for granted.
Yan Cangling had his own way to die, and the Yan family also betrayed Lichen first. If he didn't fight back at that time, would he have to wait for death?
However, Zhuang Wudao did not intend to argue at all. The matter has come to this, so what is the use of talking about it?
Is it just to prove that I have no regrets, is it the Yan family who is wrong? Is it Yan Xuan who is wrong?