The same long river of great righteousness, what Meng Ke and others condensed can only be regarded as small rivers and streams, but what appears above the nine heavens at this moment is like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, with turbulent waves.
In the world, the Confucian sage is the only one who uses awe-inspiring righteousness methods to surpass Meng Ke and others.
It is obvious that this magnificent river of righteousness is the work of Confucian sages.
The descending trend of this magnificent river of righteousness enveloped Lin Ze and Meng Ke, making it unclear whether they were here to save the five Meng Ke or to kill Lin Ze.
Lin Ze was not Yan Shuangying, and of course he would not risk his life on whether the Confucian sage had murderous intentions for him. He immediately did not care about attacking Meng Ke and the five men, and retreated violently.
Lin Ze, who was about to face his destiny, managed to escape from the enveloping range before this magnificent river of righteousness fell down.
Seeing the five men Meng Ke disappearing after being rolled up by Haoran Zhengqi Changhe, Lin Ze felt slightly regretful. He said that villains die from talking too much, but he actually made such a common-sense mistake.
However, the matter was not over yet. The sky suddenly became much darker. Lin Ze looked up and saw a golden Buddha's hand that stretched for dozens of miles and gradually appeared in the sky.
Lin Ze's cheek twitched slightly, it was really a palm technique that fell from the sky. Are you sure you're not kidding me?
Sensing the impending danger, Lin Ze did what he thought was the right thing and shouted loudly: "Senior brother, save me."
Before Lin Ze could call for help, Zhuang Zhou had already launched his attack. He transformed into a big roc that covered the sky and the sun, and rushed towards Lin Ze, intending to take him away before his big hand fell.
However, things went against expectations. When the Dapeng was about to approach Linze, the magnificent river of righteousness moved like a long whip, whipping away Zhuang Zhou's transformed Dapeng.
The Dapeng, which was suddenly hit hard, could not even maintain its shape, and suddenly broke into pieces, revealing the pale Zhuang Zhou. He looked at the swaying Haoran Zhengqi River in disbelief, and said angrily: "Confucian saints and Buddhas, you are in vain to be called saints, why?
How dare you bully the small with the big?"
However, no one responded to Zhuang Zhou. The golden Buddha's hand condensed into substance and landed with the force of thunder, threatening to beat Lin Ze into a pulp.
Lin Ze, whose body was trembling instinctively, showed no signs of panic on his face. While linking his luck with the jade in his arms, he relied on destiny and fled toward the Kunlun Mountains in the west.
Zhuang Zhou had no hope, and now Lin Ze could only bet that the Taoist Saint had been paying attention to him and could save his life at the critical moment.
As Lin Ze expected, the Buddha's Hand locked onto him directly. No matter how he changed direction, the Buddha's Hand would adjust accordingly and quickly approach, preparing to lead him into the abyss.
At this time, outside the Kunlun Taoist Palace, four sharp swords were thrust into the sky like pillars of heaven, surrounding the Taoist Palace. A gray formation hung above the Taoist Palace, which was daunting.
Taoist Saint stood cross-legged in the air, with an indifferent expression and a cold tone: "Junior Brother Tongtian, are you determined to be an enemy of the Taoist Palace?"
The Master of Tongtian Sword replied unhurriedly: "Brother Dao, what you said is wrong. Pindao is only an enemy of you, not the Dao Palace. Brother Dao and several of Brother Dao's disciples cannot represent the Palace of Dao."
Taoist Saint was silent for a moment and said slowly: "I understand."
A palm-sized Tai Chi diagram emerged from behind Dao Sheng, expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, flew into the air, and blocked the gray Zhuxian formation diagram.
At the same time, Taoist Saint took out a flawless white jade Ruyi from his sleeve and shouted at the green cow gnawing grass: "Fool, open a hole for me."
"Moo"
The green bull gave a very dissatisfied cry, bent his knees slightly, jumped up, and raised his horns to the east.
There was a "hiss" sound, and the famous Zhuxian Sword Formation was actually broken open by the green bull.
The moment the Zhuxian Sword Formation broke through, the Taoist Saint threw out the jade Ruyi in his hand.
Thousands of miles away, Lin Ze panted and stopped running.
At this moment, the Buddha's hand was only a few hundred meters away from him, and he was in the palm of the Buddha's hand, so he couldn't escape no matter how hard he tried.
From Lin Ze's point of view, rather than being slapped to death by the Buddha's hand from behind and dying in vain, it is better to seize the last chance and fight hard.
Although the Buddha was in the realm of a saint, Lin Ze, who had received his destiny, might not be far behind. What's more, the Buddha's attack was from afar, so it's unknown how powerful it would be.
In such a situation, if Lin Ze didn't fight hard, he would not be willing to die.
Concentrating his concentration and calmness, Lin Ze drew out the Tianwen Sword boldly, poured all his life's cultivation into it, combined his body and Tao, and thrust out the pinnacle sword.
With this sword, regardless of victory or defeat, I just want to survive.
What's a pity is that Lin Ze's decisive sword stabbed him in the air.
A jade rod appeared from the void and effortlessly shattered the Buddha's hand, relieving Lin Ze's crisis.
Lin Ze, who was saved from a desperate situation, suddenly relaxed all over. His body shook twice before he stabilized, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
"Finally we took action."
At this time, instead of showing joy on the face of the Taoist Saint in the Taoist Palace, his brows were furrowed. How could the Buddha's condensed Buddha's hand be so easily broken by Yu Ruyi?
The Taoist Sage looked at the Tongtian Sword Master and asked in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Tongtian, what is the plan between you and the Buddhist Confucian Sage?"
The Tongtian Sword Master smiled, stretched out his hand, and withdrew the Zhuxian Formation Diagram and the Four Zhuxian Swords, and said calmly: "Nothing else, just to test the depth of Taoist brother."
"After all, Taoist brother has always made people feel unfathomable. The poor Taoist and the Buddhist Confucian sage have many concerns, and many plans are difficult to make decisions."
"The three of us discussed it before we came up with this testing method. Destiny is about transcendent opportunities, so Lin Ze's life and death are extremely important to Brother Dao."
"If Lin Ze is in a desperate situation, Brother Dao will definitely do his best to save him. In this way, Brother Dao will be able to see everything at a glance."
"Now it seems that the effect is excellent. In addition to the Tai Chi Diagram and the Eight Treasures Jade, Brother Tao actually raised a green bull that is comparable to the saint."
"If it weren't for this plan, Pindao and the others might have suffered a big loss."
The Taoist Saint said with cold eyes: "Isn't your target Lin Ze?"
The Master of Tongtian Sword chuckled and said: "The third realm of heavenly beings who are destined to return to heaven is indeed powerful, but in the eyes of you and me as saints, it is just the same thing."
"It's better not to be serious. Once you become serious, if you want him to fall, it will only cost you more."
"Besides, we and other saints do not necessarily need to take action and send a few more heavenly beings in the third realm to fight with him and consume his luck. When his luck is exhausted, his body will die and his destiny will disappear.
time."
"Rather than taking action directly, Pindao prefers the second method. After all, if you kill a destined person, you will be rejected by heaven for a long time. That feeling is really uncomfortable. What do you think, Brother Dao?"
The Taoist sage's expression was cold and his tone was indifferent: "Just like Lin Ze died, all the Buddhist and Confucian Biyou Palace disciples will die."
"I dare to slaughter all your disciples, but you dare to slaughter all the Taoist palace?"