Chapter 11 Confrontation with Wusheng Three Thousand Taoists
"Hoo!"
While the Taoist rhyme reverberated, the white-haired Taoist carried a red gourd on his back, looking around indifferently, overlooking the world, and finally landed outside the mountains and seas, in the sea of laws.
Buzz~!
In Penglai Island, a red light seemed to appear suddenly, and Zhu Mane, who was taking a nap in the outer door, suddenly woke up:
"My gourd!"
White rose into the sky, and Zhu Xi tried his best but was still unable to stop the gourd from leaving the body. Instead, he was almost frozen in place by the cold and terrifying energy.
A palm came out at the right time, eliminating the cold air in the place, and took the white gourd with its variegated color faded into the palm of its hand.
"Yang prison!"
The ancient voice seems to be blowing from the end of the years, and the indifferent eyes of the Wusheng Taoist have descended on Penglai Island as if they were real.
In an instant, a bone-chilling cold current swept through Penglai, and the rolling coldness of killing filled the sea of laws, as if an ancient god was sneering:
No one looked at Penglai Island from a distance, saw this brilliant white light, and recognized the famous killing immortal treasure from the Four Tribulations.
"It's just that I became enlightened a little early and got a gift from the Little Red God! When I become enlightened, I will let him know how small the world is!"
"No Saint Killing Way!" Buzz~
The fear was so extreme that no one screamed in fear, no one ran away in panic, and even worse, no one cursed or even had red eyes.
Jie Jiao, the name of Leader Yang, even in those turbulent years, there are still people who can shake it.
This red gourd is as small as the bright sun, thousands of times more powerful than the stars and the moon, and can be seen from a distance across the entire void.
But even though his body died, his shattered gourd fragments still caused countless gods and Buddhas to fight for each other for a long time, causing catastrophes one after another!
"Sword Qi?!"
What kind of terrifying power is that?!
A sword energy, separated by all the worlds and vast voids, can kill from the mountains and seas to the Qiangang Realm in an instant!
Over the past eight hundred years, the heavens have been turbulent, but the power of Jiejiao has surpassed any other force, radiating to all realms at a speed beyond imagination.
"There is a holy old thief!"
Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, filling the air with Zhishaoduo practitioners, and even Zhishaoduo demons turned pale in horror.
"Wanshou Taoist······"
Even practitioners who have experienced all kinds of changes for more than 800 years can only feel their minds swaying at this moment, and the shock is getting worse.
"Jie Jiao, Yang Yu, Yang Jiaozhu... Can you control the Qiqing with one breath? It seems that although ten tribulations are short, the luck of the tribulation is greater than all the tribulations, and it is possible to give birth to such outstanding people..."
The Taoist Taoist's expression finally changed, and his eyes no longer flickered with surprise:
"Before the death of the saint, there was indeed no demon in the Qiangang Realm who was promoted to the position of little saint..."
"Do I also want to achieve the Eight Pure Levels? This is the only way to keep me..."
The expression of the holy Taoist changed. He only had time to slap the red gourd hard, and the huge roar drowned everything.
But now...buzz~
Sound waves are everywhere you look!
According to legend, he was born in the demon clan, cultivated the supreme demonic path, used demons to control and kill, and was almost unstoppable in his rampage throughout the ancient times.
Among them, it naturally includes Taoist people as special as this little Siming.
He actually completely saw the Immortal Killing Sword Qi that penetrated the void and could annihilate all kinds of things.
"This is the Immortal Killing Gourd!"
When its sound wave falls, the Zhuxian Sword Qi that rolls like a torrent also falls with it.
Buzz!
At the moment when the ultimate sword that seemed to contain all killings came, the ancient and famous fierce god had just moved.
At the same time, thunder exploded in the Qiangang Realm, causing countless practitioners who had been disturbed by the enlightenment of a holy Taoist to wake up one after another.
A dry place is not a good place, and it is easy to survive for ten kalpas. This is something I have known since I was a teenager, but it is only now that I know that the reason behind everything is that fierce god.
The red gourd that changes reality and reality, seems to be moving in time and space, and the angry and stunned saintly Taoist people are all penetrated!
"Master Yang, show mercy..."
In front of me, Yang Jian placed this invitation, held it with seven fingers, and pulled out a two-edged sword:
Even though it was his first enlightenment, it was still too much
Seeing that ancient fierce god, several people were shocked or horrified, and all the disciples of the Longmen Sect were even dripping with sweat. Buzz!
call!
It was not until the end of the Taiyuan Era that his killing was so heavy that Emperor Yin took action from a distance and smashed his Dao-holding treasure, the Dao-Cutting Gourd, before he was beheaded by the Judicial Heavenly Lord of the Four Tribulations and Seven Generations.
Pa Pa ~
"The way of others is sufficient, and the way of the Qing Dynasty is certainly bad, but now, what will he do?"
"What about him?"
"Such a fierce god was born in the Qiangang world? No wonder the order of Qiangang collapsed in more than eight hundred years, and the four small immortal sects were scattered or destroyed..." Boom!
"That is·····"
"The ancient fierce god has become enlightened again, I'm afraid that Leader Yang will be fine..."
That sword, how powerful it is, can only cross the distance in an instant, and a very small number of practitioners will not be able to cross it in their lifetime!
"A holy Taoist suddenly made a move to seize the Immortal Killing Gourd!"
The Qi of a saintly Taoist was a thousand times stronger in an instant than it was later?!
Even if it is a rubbing, it should be allowed!" Scoff!
"You dare to take action against Yang Yu when you first become the Eighth Division. This is really a way to kill him. What a vicious god! He is clearly a fool!"
It seems like a moment, but it seems like a long time.
"The Qing Dynasty has completely fallen..."
When the world was shaken, the cold current under Penglai Island suddenly disappeared. When people appeared, all the murderous intentions that filled the island had dissipated.
It is a pity that this person died too early. During the Taiyuan era, there were only a few enlightened people. Although his reputation was quite small, it was still difficult to compare with the lower beings of the Four Tribulations.
Little Siming shook his head mentally, but suddenly sat up and pushed away the stunned and aggrieved beauty in his arms.
That sword energy is only revealed from the inside. What Shanhaiyang Yu is urging is...
Several of the original Supreme Elders were even sweating profusely. We were the ones who tried our best to dissuade the Longmen Sect from migrating back then.
"There are no rumors that demons and monsters are rising in the Gan Gang Realm. Now it seems that it is just a rumor..."
One behind and one in front, two rays of red and white light were watched by countless people, and they were startled by the sound of the Tao. Everyone in the world and in the heavens who could see what happened under Penglai Island was in an uproar. .
At that moment, the Qiangang Realm shook violently, as if it was about to become completely complete on top of that terrifying sword energy.
boom!
A ferocious god who attained enlightenment at the beginning of the Four Tribulations and had never competed with all the emperors of the ancient heaven was actually killed by a single force?!
Including ten kalpas, including four kalpas, and also includes further kalpas, in order to guess who the people who have transformed into the world are.
For a moment, no one seemed to hear the sound of swords clanging.
There was a ripple in the indifferent eyes of the holy Taoist, as if he recognized something:
A holy Taoist died on the day when he first became the Eight Divisions. Through the mysterious Taoist rhyme, countless practitioners saw that scene.
The sword light dissipated, and the body of the holy Taoist turned into flying ashes and dispersed, leaving only the mouth before it was penetrated. The colorless red gourd fell into the void, smashing mountains and rivers and small lands far away.
But in the void, there seemed to be no long river rolling in with the sound waves. From a distance, it looked like the Milky Way pouring in. But before this moment, everyone's expressions changed with horror: