Chapter 501 The three elixirs in one, a trace of taboo
Inside the Qing Sect, the disciples could not do anything to help. They could only stay in a specific area and watch the battle, extremely nervous and worried.
"Can we really make it through this?"
Looking at the cracks on the sect-protecting formation and the powerful enemies attacking fiercely outside the formation, everyone was very uneasy and their faces were full of worry.
"If our ancestors have spirits in heaven, they will definitely protect Qingzong through the crisis."
Many people began to pray.
"Rumble..."
Loud noises continued, various Taoist patterns were spread across the void, there were thunder and lightning, and dark clouds covered the entire territory.
The dark sky gradually became heavier.
Due to the distorted space, the black mist formed various strange shapes, like countless demon gods bowing their heads, and it was full of oppression. It shocked many disciples of Qingzong to look pale, tremble all over, and were extremely horrified.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The eminent monks of Buddhism fought with some foreign enemies inextricably, and the battle reached the starry sky and shattered several stars.
The stars exploded, countless pieces of debris splashed in all directions, and the sky was filled with meteors. They were eventually swallowed by the sea of thunder and turned into nothingness.
"Qing Zong, alas!"
In the distance, many monks watched the battle with mixed feelings in their hearts.
The Qingzong went into decline in order to suppress the Demonic Abyss. It was difficult to rebuild its foundation in this life, but with the departure of Mr. Dugu, it will face another catastrophe.
When interests were involved, those sects didn't care about human grudges at all and colluded with each other just to wipe out Qingzong.
Have the sects of Dizhou never thought about how to deal with the next outbreak of the Demonic Abyss?
I've definitely thought about it.
In their opinion, the Qing Sect can strengthen the seal by sending only one master at a time, so it will definitely not be difficult for all the sects to unite to suppress the Demon Abyss, and it will only take a little effort at most.
As everyone knows, the Demonic Abyss has developed to this day and has become an extremely terrifying thing. The reason why Qingzong can suppress it is entirely because of the will of the martyrs of the past generations.
In addition, even if there is a riot in the Demon Abyss in the future, it has nothing to do with the current monks. Human nature is bad, and most people have the same idea. When they live a stable life, what difficulties will the subsequent creatures face have nothing to do with them.
relation.
Even if the world is destroyed and the world turns into a demonic land, it doesn't matter.
"Not long after Senior Dugu left, these forces dared to act like this. Are they really not afraid of being reviled by everyone in the world?"
There are still some grateful people in the world who think that what Qingzong has done over the years is not worth it.
"All the forces in the world put their own interests first. Things like reputation are dispensable."
When one's cultivation reaches a certain level, no one dares to offend him in person, even if he is a big devil who does all kinds of evil. He is fearful and in awe.
"Qiang——"
Suddenly, a sword energy came from a distance.
It cut through the sky and stretched across the galaxy for hundreds of thousands of miles, which was very spectacular.
The force of the sword surged like a sea of stars bursting through a bank, breaking through the barriers of the Great Law and irrigating all parts of the star field where Qingzong was located, causing many strong men to become focused and their expressions suddenly changed.
"Who's coming?"
Countless people looked sideways, their whole bodies tense.
Such tyrannical sword intent is rare in the world.
Everyone in Qingzong looked at the direction where the sword energy came from, worried that another group of enemies would come. Their eyes were complicated and they clenched their hands unconsciously.
"Master Dongli Sword!"
After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a mysterious robe, holding a three-foot sword in his hand and stepping on the mysterious light, came to this world with an elegant figure.
That sword cut off several Shinto techniques that were attacking Qingzong. In the eyes of outsiders, this behavior undoubtedly greatly relieved Qingzong's pressure, and he was obviously here to help.
However, in Chen Qingyuan's eyes, this was completely a disservice, and he felt very uncomfortable.
The Dao patterns of the Black Cauldron have been spread throughout the sect-protecting formation. You only need to secretly absorb the energy of the powerful enemy's attack to prepare for the move of the sect.
Unexpectedly, the sword master Dongli suddenly appeared, making Chen Qingyuan smile bitterly.
"what you do?"
The strong men of each sect stopped for the time being, staring at the Dongli Sword Master coming across the void from one side, with fearful eyes, and asked.
"You humiliate Qingzong like this, are you really not afraid of retribution?"
The sword master of Dongli holds the sword in his right hand and holds the sword on his back with his left hand, looking like a swordsman coming to earth with majestic aura.
"The Qingzong colluded with Buddhism and intended to damage the foundation of our empire. In order to protect the interests of our empire, we had to take this step."
Someone said it righteously and solemnly, as if he was really some kind of savior, and he was extremely shameless.
"Heh." The sword master of Dongli confronted the heroes, sneered, and said sarcastically without any worries: "Do you believe this kind of bullshit? You really think that everyone in the world is like you, with their brains on their butts."
Well done!
Several Buddhist monks showed their approval.
"Amitabha."
The eminent monks cursed a few words in their hearts, and then they realized that they had broken the precepts, and quickly clasped their hands together and recited the Buddha's words to express repentance. Then, the eminent monks became angry and merciless, showing no signs of being a monk.
"Asshole!"
When everyone heard what Dongli Sword Master said, their faces became gloomy and they cursed loudly.
"Are you really going to help the Qing Sect and become our enemy?" An elder from a certain holy land threatened: "Dongli Sword Sect, don't you think about the consequences?"
"Now that I'm here, I have nothing to fear."
Dongli Sword Master was once unwilling to settle old grudges with Qing Zong because of interests. Later, Dongli Sword Master came forward and warned his master not to forget the original intention of swordsmanship. If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake. There is nothing to hide from.
As a result, the sword master of Dongli came to his senses, abandoned his own dignity, and was willing to be trapped in Tingdao Mountain for many years. Later, the sword master of Dongli and Mr. Dugu sat across from each other to drink tea, and after receiving some advice, they were only one step away from the Shenqiao.
Whether it was the kindness he owed to Qing Zong or the guidance from Mr. Dugu, the Dongli Sword Master could not just sit idly by.
Before coming, the Dongli Sword Master discussed with the senior officials in the sect for a long time, and overcame all opinions and came alone with his sword, preparing for the worst.
"Asking for trouble, come on!"
Although everyone is wary of Dongli Sword Master, they are not to the point of being afraid.
Furthermore, Dongli Sword Master is only a monk at the peak of the Mahayana. Relying on his own swordsmanship, he can barely hold back the powerful Half-Step God Bridge, and will not have much impact on the battle situation.
"In life, there are things to do and things not to do."
Dongli Sword Master decided to come to the aid of the Qing Sect and had already placed the sect leader's seal on the sect's main hall. If he goes back, he will still be the sect leader; if not, let the Sword Sect choose another person in power.
Zheng——
Holding the three-foot sword in hand, he took control of his life and found his original intention to practice swordsmanship. The master of Dongli Sword, with his Mahayana cultivation, was able to carry a half-step sacred bridge, and in a short period of time, he was not at a disadvantage.
Extremely powerful.
The sword light is like a curtain of rain, or like the Milky Way pouring down, dazzling and dazzling.
"Rumble..."
Not long after, another person arrived at an extremely fast speed and with great fanfare.