One thousand one hundred and forty-seven chapters, the clouds are light and the wind is light
Undercurrent is surging.
The situation is changing.
Many monks felt palpitations in their hearts, as if something major was about to happen that would completely change the Wenxin world.
In the realm where Qingyun Sect is located, the gloomy thunderclouds in the sky have never dissipated.
There is a suffocating feeling.
More than twenty top monks gathered in Qingyun Sect.
There are ancestors from various sects and sects, and there are also old monsters who have been hiding for many years.
Ever since Jiang Chen Xuantian pointed his finger and forced more than a dozen peak cultivators to ascend together, the Wenxin Realm has never had such a large posture.
Lin Xi returned to Qingyun Sect.
The Heavenly Demon Lord and his mother Yuan Wei were also following behind him. The terrifying dragon power and demonic aura, even if they were not deliberately released, were enough to take people's breath away.
Even those top monks couldn't help but be surprised.
You must know that the reputation of True Monarch Tianyao is very great.
Of course, his mother is more famous.
He reached the peak with the body of a dragon, and even the dragons bowed their heads under such pressure, not daring to provoke him. This shows how powerful and terrifying his strength is.
And now Jiang Chen is back.
"Lord Sect Master." Lin Xi shouted.
Jiang Chen nodded and said: "Basically all the peak cultivators that can be found are here. There may be others, but they are either extremely difficult to communicate with, or they are old and weak. They can only barely maintain their realm and are unable to ascend."
"It seems there are no Buddhists?"
"Yes, no one from Buddhism comes."
Lin Xi said: "It seems that my guess is not wrong. They, like the people in golden robes, have other ways to enter the spiritual world. Otherwise, there is no reason not to come. Is it possible that they are all so reticent that they don't even care about ascension?"
No one believes it.
Only by ascension can you truly break through yourself.
For those in the Buddhist sect, this is the only way to become a Buddha, and there is no reason to give up.
"Don't worry about the Buddhists. Whether they really have no desires or are pretending, they are unlikely to affect our actions anyway." Jiang Chen said.
Lin Xi thought for a while: "That's right. Then, Master, let's set off."
"Has your spirit recovered?"
"I've barely recovered."
"Does it matter? Why don't you continue to stay in Qingyun Sect to cultivate."
Lin Xi shook her head resolutely: "No, I have to follow."
"Okay." Jiang Chen couldn't resist Lin Xi and could only agree. Moreover, he had almost no understanding of the spiritual world and there were still many places where Lin Xi was needed.
The mysterious conversation between the two naturally aroused dissatisfaction among the top monks.
They were guided here by Jiang Chen's words, but they had no idea what was going to happen.
The sloppy Taoist said dissatisfiedly: "What on earth do you want to do by gathering us together? Are you going to leave without explaining clearly? Are you treating us like monkeys?"
The expressions of the other peak monks remained unchanged and they did not say anything, but they were obviously on the side of the sloppy Taoist.
Jiang Chen said calmly: "If I want to do harm to you, I can kill you all at any time, so why gather you together?"
"You..." The sloppy Taoist was furious, but he couldn't say anything to refute.
Because he knew what Jiang Chen said was right.
If he wanted to, he could easily kill all the monks present.
The gap is too big.
A monk who has perfected his own path and cannot even restrain this world is not an opponent they can compete with at all.
So these peak monks could only endure and continue to wait.
Lin Xi and Jiang Chen entered the Immortal Tomb and then returned to the spirit world along the original path.
"As expected, I'm still comfortable in the spirit world. I always feel like I'm wearing some shackles in the lower world." Jiang Chen said subconsciously, and then he realized something and couldn't help but sigh: "I no longer belong to the Wenxin world."
Lin Xi shook his head: "As long as your heart is with Qingyun, Master, you will always belong to the Wenxin world."
Hearing what Lin Xi said, Jiang Chen felt a little better: "What are you going to do next?"
"I'm going to find... huh? Wait a minute." Lin Xi suddenly became very alert: "There is the aura of a man in gold robe around me!"
He has had too many interactions with people in golden robes.
He was too familiar with the other person's scent.
Jiang Chen reacted immediately, and his tyrannical consciousness instantly enveloped the world, and then he looked in one direction with cold eyes: "Get out of here all of you."
The sound of the Dharma vibrated, causing the space to be greatly distorted.
boom!
Golden light filled the earth.
Hundreds of golden-robed men were forced to appear. Their auras were so powerful that when they were gathered together, they broke through the sky.
Lin Xi sensed it casually and found that there were at least four combined-level golden-robed men inside.
There is even one person who can vaguely feel the power beyond the union.
"The golden-robed man in the realm of Rongdao!" Lin Xi's heart sank.
This is too costly.
These people were probably the golden-robed men who wanted to enter the lower realm through the passage, but their whereabouts were discovered and they were arrested by Jiang Chen, so they did not dare to continue to the lower realm.
However, they were unwilling to leave, so they kept hiding near the passage.
They probably didn't expect that Lin Xi would be aware of their presence so easily.
The leader of the golden-robed man was a monk in the Tao Fusion Realm. His aura was very strong, like a mountain torrent and a tsunami. He roared with boiling murderous aura: "Go ahead, kill them."
Hundreds of golden-robed men turned into a golden river, surging forward.
Lin Xi was startled: "Master, let's go."
In his opinion, the comparison of strength is very intuitive.
The opponent's strength far exceeds our own.
But Jiang Chen remained calm: "No need."
Jiang Chen waved his sleeves, and a green light surged out like a wave. It contained the mysterious power of death, and instantly engulfed the golden-robed man in front of him.
Under Lin Xi's shocked gaze, these hundreds of golden-robed men aged rapidly. In just an instant, they turned into withered bones and their vitality disappeared.
When the wind blows, these dead bones turn into dust and dissipate.
No longer exists.
"Oh my god." Lin Xi couldn't help but swallow.
He knew that the lord of the clan was very strong.
But this is too outrageous.
The golden-robed man in the Fusion Dao realm was naturally startled, his eyes flickering: "You, who are you?"
"You don't need to know this." Jiang Chen turned into green light and flew directly towards the golden-robed man.
The man in golden robe of Rongdao was furious when he saw this. He was once a legendary monk who was famous all over the world. His magical powers and spells were so wonderful that he had never been ignored like this.
"God's punishment!" The golden-robed man in Rongdao pointed his finger at the sky. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the thunder crashed down, as if it was about to destroy the world.
But Jiang Chen didn't care, he stepped on the blue clouds and shuttled between the thunders.
Then he came to the other party and just stretched out a finger very normally.
Buzz!
A ray of green light directly penetrated the forehead of the man in Rongdao's golden robe.
Then, the golden-robed man's body fell heavily.
Life is fading quickly.
He died just like that.
But I don’t know why, after death, these golden-robed people will not turn into spiritual rain to feed the world again.
After doing this, Jiang Chen just dusted off the dust on his body and said calmly, "It's solved."
Lin Xi suddenly realized that she had made a mistake.
He always thought that since the sect leader was sleeping, his strength should be at the early stage of the Fusion Dao Realm.
But he forgot.
The lord of the clan is sleeping in endless purgatory.