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Chapter 545 The crime of non-war

If it weren't for the indestructible golden body, the two of them would have taken Zhuang Wudao's life if they took action.

After cultivating the Tyrant Body Gang Qi to this level, even if it is at a higher level and a magic weapon-level spiritual weapon attacks, it will be difficult to injure him.

Especially Zhuang Wudao, who was also good at the technique of leveraging force to exert force. Nearly 70% of his strength was counterattacked in an instant.

"This child is beyond our ability to handle."

Another thin monk opposite shook his head, his eyes still full of horror: "No wonder, Taiping Dao must invite the two ancestors of the soul to take action. This boy's escape method is superb, and he has an indestructible golden body. "Except for the top thirty people on the Golden Elixir List, I can't think of anyone else in this world who can capture and kill him alone."

The top thirty on the Tianji Monument Golden Pill List all have combat prowess comparable to that of Yuanshen monks. Even the current Chongyangzi can only barely make it into the top hundred.

Chongyangzi frowned and asked thoughtfully: "Have the people of the Qiantian Sect never mentioned this son's immortal golden body?"

"There have been hints, but they have not been described in detail."

The hoarse-voiced monk put away the knife as he spoke, with a solemn and bitter look in his eyes: "I am the one who stabbed the Demon Sect, but I have underestimated this child. If the two ancestors of the Yuan Shen know about it, they will definitely be furious. Continue. The fact that I sent you Taiping Dao to take over the Tian Sect is probably the biggest miscalculation I have made in the past hundred years of assassinating the Demon Sect."

After going through this battle, we can imagine that once Zhuang Wudao achieves Yuan Shen one day, what kind of setback will the Assassin Demon Sect encounter, and it will definitely be a disaster.

"Really?"

Chongyangzi did not refute, and shook his head slightly. His expression had returned to calmness, and he was calm and collected: "It is indeed difficult to kill this son. But since he has followed the path of demon cultivation, it is easy to solve it."

"Demon cultivator?"

When the thin monk heard this, he couldn't help but sneered: "What does Fellow Taoist Chongyang mean, is for the Lichen Sect to kill the evil spirits themselves? This is a good way, but don't tell me that you and I don't have any evidence, even if it can be confirmed that this person is Demon Cultivator, Li Chen Sect may not do what we want. Just now I planned to record the image with mirage beads, but

After a slight pause, the thin monk took out a silver orb. But at this moment, there was a trace of a crack on the bead.

I don't know when it was damaged. I only know that when Zhuang Wudao left, the pearl was already like this.

"It's the same here"

The monk with a hoarse voice also grabbed a jade talisman from the air. This talisman was hidden thousands of feet away and could record everything that happened on the top of the mountain.

But now this jade talisman also has a mark. It seems to be a sword mark, and it must have been created by the sharp sword energy.

This made him a little confused. Could it be that in this battle, Zhuang Wudao hadn't used all his strength yet. He still had time to take care of the jewel and jade talisman.

In fact, Chongyangzi also used a similar mirror image recording method, and recorded it in a piece of broken black ice here, but——

The monk with a hoarse voice glanced sideways and saw that the broken piece of ice was also cut open by a sword energy. It seemed that there was only a gap, but everything inside was actually crushed by the force of the sword.

In fact, in his eyes, even if all the scenes here were recorded, it would not be of much use. Lichen Sect's one sentence of fabrication and frame-up, and one slap in the face, would be enough to excuse Zhuang Wudao.

"To be honest, I am not optimistic about what Brother Chongyang said. Although the Lichen Sect is one of the most righteous sects in the world, there are men who steal and women who engage in prostitution, and their methods are dirty and despicable. How can they be easy to deal with?"

The key is that Zhuang Wudao's talent is extremely rare. He also masters the mysterious art of 'Thunder Fire Qianyuan'. As long as he does not completely sink into a demon, he will never be able to recover. Otherwise, the Lichen Sect will never destroy the Great Wall easily.

After all, it is one of the top ten sects in the world. It is easy to purify the demonic power in Zhuang Wudao's body and bring him back to the right path.

"What you two said is true, but it doesn't matter."

Chongyangzi nodded slightly. If it were him, he would do his best to protect Zhuang Wudao after knowing the truth. He would not kill Zhuang Wudao suddenly. It would be stupid to expect Lichen Sect.

However, he still had some confidence in this matter. But in front of these two people, there was no need to make it too clear.

"I have my own solution for this matter, you two can wait and see. Naturally, it would be even better if the Demon Slayer Sect could kill this evil obstacle before this happens. You two take your leave."

After saying this, Chongyangzi flew into the air with his sword, and with a flash, he was ten miles away.

After all, this place is under the rule of the Lichen Sect, and the battle here will definitely alarm the monks in the city.

Once the Lichen Sect knows his whereabouts, the real Yuanshen in Lichen Mountain will kill him at all costs.

The remaining two people, after looking at each other, agreed and fled into the darkness. Only this place was left in ruins.

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After using the Nine Thousand Miles Light Shifting Technique, Zhuang Wudao's figure had already reached eleven thousand miles away.

However, it was still not safe at this point. Zhuang Wudao used the newly mastered "Chongming Taixiao Chengfeng Jue" to escape four thousand miles overnight at no cost, until he stopped at the fateful hour of the next day.

There happens to be a spiritual eye nearby, which gathers three earth veins. In a remote and uninhabited place, it is occupied by several second-level demon cultivators.

Zhuang Wudao didn't care about the good or evil of these demon cultivators, and directly killed them. Then another Leihuo Qianyuan, a large formation with positive and negative yi immeasurable sky, already stood in this desolate forest.

He punched out a few spirit-solidifying talismans that he had invited from his master to stabilize the formation. Then he released the four thunder-fire sky puppets and took a seat, and Zhuang Wudao began to heal his wounds.

Leihuo Tianpuppet has his own consciousness and can preside over this formation on his behalf. Therefore, even if he meditates here, he is not afraid of being attacked. Even if the Chongyangzi and the others come after him, this formation can still last for at least three hours.

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Zhuang Wudao's injury was actually not serious. Although he fought with several swords in the battle of Chongyang, he was able to recover most of his strength at that time with the help of the 'Blue Emperor Immortality Technique'. The Void Hidden Shield also offset most of his strength.

The same thing happened that day when I was lucky enough to escape from the infinite void in the Immortal Taoist's Cave. I was protected by the Lichen Immortal Clothes and was not seriously injured.

His current injury is still within the soul. In fact, it is not an injury, but a demon seed refined by the "Magic Thought Refining God Technique". It almost made him completely lose control, completely sinking into a demon and controlled by demon thoughts.

Fortunately, Zhuang Wudao finally came to his senses at the last moment. Thanks to the sword spirit, he tried his best to help him suppress it. And the power of ice coming from the Chongyangzi Sword was more or less able to dispel some of his anger.

After meditating for two hours, Zhuang Wudao opened his eyes. The demon had been temporarily contained, but the blood stain between his eyebrows still did not recede.

The situation is still dangerous. As long as there is some other stimulation or emotional fluctuation, he may fall into the devil's state again.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing Zhuang Wudao saw was those thunder warriors standing thousands of feet away.

This was his most reliable support in the past. But at this moment, Zhuang Wudao frowned tightly.

"Is the sword master worried that Leihuo Qianyuan is being restrained by that person?"

Qingyun's sword floated three feet away. Luo Qingyun sat on the sword, her clothes and hair dancing in the wind, her figure flowing elegantly.

"——However, the sword master who has restrained this level of magical power, and the sword master who is also a first-level magic power, actually loses because of his inability and his true energy, not anything else."

Ordinary ice spells cannot trap the Thunder Fire Warriors at all. Only the same level of mystical magical power can freeze thirty-six Thunder Fire Warriors at the same time.

However, if Zhuang Wudao is stronger and his true energy is stronger, then these thunder and fire warriors may not be able to break through the seal.

Zhuang Wudao remained silent, his eyes were ashen, unwilling, mixed with anger and regret.

"Are you still annoyed that you lost your mind?"

Surprisingly, Yun'er didn't ridicule him, but comforted him in a soft voice: "I can't blame you. Chongyangzi wants to destroy the statues just to provoke you to lose your mind and fight him to the death. This person has self-knowledge.

My strength cannot keep you. Even if the angle is reversed, it would still be comforting."

"Glad?"

Zhuang Wudao raised his eyebrows, and finally there was a little anger on his face, but then he laughed miserably.

"How can I be happy? Shouldn't I be happy about what happened today?"

"Ten years ago, would the sword master be able to stand up to Chong Yangzi?"

A slight smile appeared on Luo Qingyun's lips.

"Ten years later, this Chongyangzi teamed up with three people, but they couldn't even force you, the sword master, to reveal your true trump card. Isn't this gratifying?"

Zhuang Wudao narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, he felt that the sword spirit at this time was exceptionally beautiful and heart-warming. But then he stopped laughing. His last trump card was the sword spirit, the blood ape fighting spirit.

If I insist on saying that in this battle, I actually haven't tried my best, but it's not impossible. But it's not that I don't use it, it's that I can't use it.

At that time, he was controlled by the evil spirit of the demonic thoughts and fell into a state of madness. The soul was lost, not to mention the blood ape fighting spirit, and even the sword spirit could not forcefully control his body at that time.

This is also the reason why his spiritual consciousness has grown recently, approaching the realm of golden elixir, and the strength of his innate fighting soul body has gradually begun to show signs.

If it were not for Zhuang Wudao's will, the current sword spirit would not be able to control his body, even if it has returned to the thirty-sixth level of magic.

This is also the reason why Zhuang Wudao is gradually losing his wariness towards the sword spirit.

"That's right."

With a soft smile, Zhuang Wudao seemed to have regained all his energy and stood up. With a move of his hand, the four puppet Dzi beads returned to his side, circling around.

Only then did he realize that the Blood Demon Sword he had thrown out had returned to his hand at some point. It was obviously thrown away by him and he had no time to take it back when he was escaping with the "Thunder and Thunder" technique.

At this time, she was by his side.

However, the blood energy accumulated inside has been dissipated. I don’t know whether the golden elixir monk holding the dagger magic weapon was injured or dead in the end, but the energy and blood swallowed by the blood demon knife was obviously not enough to make up for the consumption, and the breath was weak.

, less than one-tenth of what it was at its peak.

Zhuang Wudao shook his head in disbelief. He knew in his heart that this must be a method reserved by King Abiping. Without further investigation, he put the blood demon knife into the small void ring again.


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