In the wasteland ten miles west of Tianjia Town, Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the weather tonight seemed very strange. A moment ago, it was a starry night sky, and in an instant, it started to rain lightly, and then there was a strong wind. Suddenly
Another muffled thunder made everything stop.
The cultivation process was inexplicably interrupted several times, and it seemed as if there was a huge boulder pressing on his heart. Yang Junshan simply stood up and walked out of the cave, only to see that the sky was still covered by dark clouds, but the sky at night was shining with colorful light.
, although it illuminated the night sky, it also illuminated the dark clouds in the sky.
The light is overflowing with color. This is a strange phenomenon caused by monks with great supernatural powers fighting on top of the strong wind. After the strong spiritual energy is blocked by the strong wind, the scattered spiritual energy forms a strange phenomenon in the air.
Being able to stay and fight at high altitudes where strong winds rage is at least something that monks in the middle and late stages of the Real Realm can do. Could it be that the weather changes in the night sky just now were the aftermath of the martial arts battles of monks with great supernatural powers?
If that's the case, will your location also be affected by the fighting technique?
Just when Yang Junshan was hesitating whether to avoid this place temporarily, he saw a hazy light suddenly flickering in the thick dark clouds, and the light began to expand rapidly the moment it was lit, and the light began to expand rapidly in the dark clouds.
Spreading and expanding, the dark clouds in the entire sky suddenly became violently turbulent like a sea tide.
Yang Junshan's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to cover his ears, but it was already too late. Suddenly, the whole world became silent, and the expanding light group suddenly exploded in the sky like a scorching sun, and the whole world was illuminated.
The dark clouds that lingered in the sky disappeared instantly.
Thousands of feet high in the sky, Taoist Yanshan was hanging awkwardly in mid-air. A few miles across from him, the middle-aged monk was still standing gracefully with his hands behind his back, looking at Taoist Yanshan with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
and mercy.
"Why?" Taoist Yanshan said in a hoarse tone with deep reluctance, "I think I have never offended you, why do you want to put me to death?"
The middle-aged monk sighed and said: "It's not that I want to put you to death, but that you have chosen this path yourself. The reason is very simple. I think you know it very well in your heart. Why don't you say it as a Taoist?
?”
Taoist Yanshan tried hard to calm down the restless essence in his body and said: "I have no idea what you are talking about!"
"Really?" The sarcastic look on the middle-aged monk's face became even stronger: "Since you don't know anything, then why did the inheritance of Taoist monks from Shaotian Sect have been interrupted for five generations, but it suddenly resumed in you?
In order to advance to the Taoist realm, no one knows the price spent more than you!"
Taoist Yanshan's face changed wildly, and there seemed to be a hint of disbelief in his expression, but he heard the middle-aged monk sneer and said: "Do you understand? Your Shaotian Sect thinks everything you do is secret, but your Shaotian Sect is no longer what it used to be.
The large sect that dominates the world of cultivation is just a medium-sized sect with only one county remaining. Without that protection, your so-called secret is nothing but a joke in our eyes!"
"You guys, how did you know?" Taoist Yanshan gritted his teeth and said, "Could it be that he is a traitor? You have already placed spies in the sect?"
When Taoist Yanshan said these words, all the strength in his body seemed to be exhausted. The biggest secrets in the sect were only known to him and a few monks with the highest cultivation level. Now these can be known and
With such a clear plan, one can imagine the high status of the traitor in the sect!
"Who is it? Since you know so clearly, the plan against me has been foolproof." Taoist Yanshan suddenly calmed down and said: "In this case, I beg you to tell me who the traitor is, so that we can let him know."
This old man will understand after death!"
The look of pity on the middle-aged monk's face became even stronger: "You are wrong again. Of course there are our people in Shaotian Sect, but you and I are just pawns now, otherwise you think the secrets guarded by Shaotian Sect are
Is it possible for people like you and me to calculate this?"
Taoist Yanshan suddenly understood. This time he was no longer frightened, but even started to fear: "You, you, no, it's them. Not only do they want to kill me, they also want to destroy me, can I pass on the inheritance of Shaotian Sect?"
The middle-aged monk walked slowly towards Taoist Yanshan in the void and said: "Do you think that as long as you die, the current Shaking Sky Sect can withstand the backlash from other sects in the Yuzhou cultivation world?"
As he spoke, the distance between the middle-aged monk and Taoist Yanshan was only a few hundred feet. At this moment, Taoist Yanshan suddenly showed a ferocious look on his face and said loudly: "You want to kill me, but you can't."
It’s not that easy!”
"Come!" Taoist Yanshan waved to the void. Dark clouds rolled and the space trembled. It seemed as if there was a huge roar coming from ancient times. A purple-gold beam of light rose from the top of the Skyshaking Peak five hundred miles away and penetrated the world again.
, like a weapon held in the hands of a giant.
The middle-aged monk's face changed, and the body that was walking forward suddenly reappeared in the void position where he stood at the beginning. When he looked at the purple-gold light pillar again, he saw that the light pillar had condensed and turned into a
A three-foot purple gold mace fell into the hands of Taoist Yanshan.
As soon as the mace fell into the hands of Taoist Yanshan, it seemed that the entire void was vibrating with the shaking of the purple gold mace. The raging wind in the sky also deliberately avoided the hundred-foot range around the purple gold mace at the moment it appeared.
Or maybe the Gangfeng that was raging in a radius of a hundred feet was suppressed by the Zijin Mace.
"A low-grade Taoist weapon, a mace in the mountain!"
The expression on the middle-aged monk's face at that moment was neither solemn nor panic, but rather a hint of excitement that the conspiracy had succeeded!
Taoist Yanshan held the purple gold mace in his hand and his sluggish momentum suddenly became stronger. He pointed at the middle-aged monk from a distance and said: "Since you know what I have in my hand, you should also know the power of this thing. Although your cultivation is far above me,
You may not be my opponent at this time. If you retreat at this time, then let’s give up. Otherwise, don’t blame me for relying on the power of Taoist tools!”
The middle-aged monk laughed "haha" when he heard this, and said: "If this thing is in the hands of Patriarch Jiuren, not to mention this Taoist, who in the world would not shy away from it? But if it is in the hands of you, Taoist Yanshan,
If so, hey, are you worthy of saying such words?"
"Your Excellency has a sharp tongue. If that's the case, let me see if this purple gold mace in my hands can make you stay away!"
At this time, Taoist Yanshan's confidence in holding the Taoist weapon greatly increased. He flicked the purple gold mace in his hand, and the purple-gold light pillar appeared again in the sky. At this time, he could see clearly from a close distance. What kind of light pillar was this? It was clearly a pillar.
The purple gold weapon that has been magnified countless times.
Taoist Yanshan smashed in the direction of the middle-aged monk. The purple gold mace that almost penetrated the heaven and earth fell towards the middle-aged monk's head with an overwhelming momentum. Wherever it passed, the strong wind was prohibited, the space was shattered, and the spiritual power was
Eliminate, the surging momentum is suppressed, making it impossible to hide!
"Haha, you were fooled!"
At this critical moment of life and death, the middle-aged monk suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Taoist Yanshan, Taoist Yanshan, if that purple-gold mace is still on top of Shaking Heaven Peak, I can only kill one of you at most. With the purple-gold mace,
To suppress the Tianchu Formation, even this Taoist dare not personally attack the Mountain Protecting Formation of Shaking Heaven Peak. It’s a pity, it’s a pity. Under my persecution, you finally spared your life and removed this Taoist weapon from Shaking Heaven Peak.
Invited!"
"you……"
Taoist Yanshan's expression changed drastically, and he realized that he had been fooled again. No one knew better than him what was hidden in the Shaking Sky Sect's protective formation, and the last means of life-saving left by the ancestor of Jiuren back then,
The source of everything lies in the purple gold mountain mace in his hand. Although he can summon this purple gold mace from Shaking Heaven Peak, he cannot send it back to Shaking Heaven Peak five hundred miles away.
After Taoist Yanshan figured everything out, he wanted to escape and return to Shaking Sky Sect. At least he wanted to bring Zijin's mace back to Shaking Sky Peak!
He, Taoist Yanshan, can die, but without Zijin’s mace to suppress him, Shaotian Sect will have lost the sect’s biggest support in the world of cultivation!
"I want to leave now. It's already too late. I am willing to risk my life and death to confront Zijin's trump card. How can I not prepare other means?"
"Here comes the axe!"
The chaotic wind was flying in the strong wind, and a divine power that created the world suddenly appeared between the heaven and the earth. It seemed that even the strong wind in the sky could be cut off, and then something flew out of the cut void and fell.
Into the hands of a middle-aged monk!
A two-foot-long double-edged ax was held in the hand of the middle-aged monk and swung upwards. A huge double-edged ax formed in mid-air and was even more powerful than the Zijin light beam, and it went straight towards Zijin Knock.
The Dharma transformed by Shan Mace.
"break!"
A blazing light flashed in the Dharma competition caused by the two treasures, and a harsh roar resounded throughout the world. In the process of consuming each other, the Dharma images generated by the two Tao artifacts made the flashing blazing light get bigger and bigger, until
It lights up the entire night sky like sunlight!
"Middle-grade Taoist weapon Soul Fixing Axe, you, you are a monk of Xizhou Zifeng Sect!"
Taoist Yanshan's arm was trembling as he held the purple gold mace. The middle-grade Taoist tool, the soul-fixing axe, was a treasure of the Zifeng Sect in Xizhou. But when he spoke, his mouth and nose were filled with water like a flood that had already been lifted.
Blood spurted out, and the entire human body instantly collapsed. Amidst the blood and flesh flying around, the storage instruments he carried collapsed at the same time. The moment some of the treasures inside appeared, they were blown away by the strong wind and fell in different directions.
At the same time, the purple gold mace that was originally held in the hands of Taoist Yanshan dissipated. Amidst the sound of "ka ka ka", this Taoist weapon of the Tiansha Sect had broken into several pieces and fell into the wind.
In an instant, they turned into meteors and scattered in different directions on the ground.