Chapter 641: Tianjiao’s siege
More than twenty years ago, after Tianmao finished his discussion.
Bai Yujing immediately used the mark left to him by the Master of the Butian Sect, and searched all the way to Tuluan Ridge, and finally found the Butian Pavilion named Xuan under the Qianhuang Stream.
As for the treasure pavilions with yellow and local names, they are both in Beixuanzhou. Those Beixuan Taoists have guarded the border so tightly that not even a mosquito from other continents can fly in, so they can only put it aside for the time being. , when the world is in chaos in the future, you can go to Beixuan to explore.
"Qianhuang Stream...that is the dead zone in the Northern Wilderness." Someone whispered in a low voice.
"I heard that the place is not peaceful recently, and there are often sounds of turmoil in the ground."
"Now that the Great Age is about to begin, many secret places have also emerged."
"No. It’s the King of the North’s secret treasure again. In the past few decades, the King of the North’s secret treasure has appeared twice. In the past, it was at least a hundred years apart.”
The Taoists onlookers whispered and discussed in low voices. With.
Of the three great plains of the Northern Wilderness, Tuluan Ridge is the most dangerous place, and Qianhuang Stream is in the far north of the entire Northern Wilderness, almost reaching the northern end of the world.
As for the ends of the world, there has always been an uninhabitable no-man's land, a forbidden land of death, where all Daotai masters have disappeared.
Ye Zang was once in the Eternal Mountain, and with the help of the Five Spirits Dojo, he and many of the great demon descendants came to the ends of the earth in the east and saw the corpses of stars piled up into the canyon.
I don’t know what kind of scenery the ends of the earth are like in other places.
“Is this true?” the elder of the Corpse Sect said coldly.
“It’s absolutely true.” Bai Yujing smiled.
The elder of the Corpse Sect frowned slightly and thought for a few times.
A century ago, the Saint of the Corpse Demon Sect disappeared while traveling in the Northern Wasteland. From this point of view, it is very likely that she went to Qianhuang Stream.
Butian Pavilion has a forbidden door and the door is closed. With the way of the saint at that time, it is probably impossible to break in. The treasure pavilion itself is equivalent to a spiritual weapon, with powerful divine consciousness dormant. At that time, it should have sensed the Yuanyin technique performed by the Corpse Demon Saint, so the Butian Pavilion Dojo would derive the body of her appearance.
“Let’s go.”
The elder of the Corpse Sect said, and then took the head of the tomb and flew away towards the north, disappearing from everyone’s sight in an instant.
"Let's go and have a look. Maybe we'll have a chance."
Someone immediately smelled the opportunity and followed him to Tuluan Ridge.
In fact, in the past month, many Northern Wasteland monks have gone to Qianhuang Stream. The sound of turmoil coming from the ground there has attracted many desperadoes.
"Brother Xiahou, is the secret sword cultivator you mentioned before located near Qianhuang Stream?" Ye Zang tilted his head and asked.
"Brother Ye's guess is correct." It’s just that the ultimate treasure in that realm requires a very strong sword force to open, which is why we found Brother Ye and Daoist Shu.”
"Many ancient real people have fallen in Qianhuang Ridge, as well as immortal monks. Maybe it is possible that the ultimate treasure land is connected to other secrets." Fu Xue deduced.
The secret treasures are all derived from the powerful monk's sacred treasure, the Purple Mansion, and the realm has its own rules of heaven.
Qianhuang Stream is a bone burial place, just like the Immortal Burial Sea back then. I don’t know how many people died. Therefore, over the endless years, there are too many secret places and many realms. Over the long years, they gradually became connected.
This is similar to the great demon realm in Wanduan Mountain.
It’s just that Qianhuang Stream is more dangerous. Because it is located in the extreme north, no one dares to set foot there easily and use great magical powers to repair the secret place in the lower realm of the earth.
"Brother Ye, do you want to go and find out now?" Xiahou Entropy asked.
"Don't miss this opportunity, let's go!" Ye Zang said.
The four people wasted no time and set off immediately towards Tuluan Ridge.
Bai Yujing touched his chin, not knowing what he was thinking, and strolled back to the mountain gate.
……
At this moment, outside Langxu Mountain, there was a group of monks waiting for Ye Zang.
Led by Wei Wuya, Zhang Tianlin, and Lu Yanzhi, a group of monks from Dongsheng Shenzhou were gathered. As soon as Ye Zang walked out of Langxu Mountain, they were about to swarm him.
Ye Zang’s spiritual consciousness was powerful, and when it was emitted, he could already sense that monks were constantly surrounding him from all directions.
He opened his Dharma Eyes to catch the traces of those people. There were more than twenty people in total, all of whom were talented people who had discussed Taoism in the Immortal Lord Dojo.
With the current Taoist practices of Ye Zang and Shu Aohan, only the geniuses of this group of great sects and Taoist traditions can fight with them. Ordinary disciples come to the door and are willing to die. They can't survive even half a move.
"Why don't you see that Tantai Jing..." Ye Zang frowned slightly and said.
"It's naturally good if this woman doesn't take action." Xiahou Entropy said in a deep voice.
"I really think that the Northern Wilderness is the territory of their Eight Immortal Sects and Six Demonic Sects. They are so tyrannical." Fu Xue snorted and took out the Sentinel Golden Flying Sword, and flew into the sky with a buzzing sound. , disappeared into the distance in the sky, she said: "Brother Ye, there will be Nascent Soul monks from my clan coming to help, just hold them back."
As a direct descendant of the second largest bandit in the Northern Wasteland Heir, her status in the family is still very important.
As he said that, there was a voice coming from directly in front of him.
It was Chen Ying from Luoying Valley and Murong Hong from Qingcheng Guan, as well as several disciples from their respective sects.
Murong Hong shook his folding fan and said with a slight smile: "Master Ye, I'm here to ask for advice. ”
Chen Ying also came gracefully holding a silk magic weapon.
In the rear, Wei Wuya and Zhang Tianlin, controlling the spiritual escape weapon, increased their speed to the extreme, and followed closely.
On the right, Lu Yanzhi’s face was gloomy, and the invisible chaotic wind was about to come out and tear the sky apart. As for the left, they are the disciples of the Renwang Palace and the Emperor Wu City. The senior brothers of these two sects died at the hands of Ye Zang in Beihuang and formed a blood feud. They will definitely not let Ye Zang go.
"Ye Zang, when you were running rampant in Beihai, did you ever think about today?" Lu Yanzhi sneered, looking at Ye Zang as if he were looking at a dead person.
Every one of the more than twenty people here is not weaker than Lu Yanzhi. They are not ordinary Yuanying Taoists. It is really rare for such a formation to surround and kill monks of the same level.
Ye Zang looked calm, with a smile on his face, and said sarcastically: "My defeated general, how dare you make such a noise, don't you remember how I killed the head-hugging rat in Beihai?"
mentioned Lu Yanzhi's face turned blue and red at this moment.
In Beihai, he, the senior brother of Renwangdian and the leader of Emperor Wu City jointly attacked and killed Ye Zang, but he killed the two of them and fled in panic. This incident was the biggest shame in his life. From then on, he practiced hard all day long in order to be able to kill Ye Zang and wash away the humiliation.
"You!" Lu Yanzhi trembled with anger, and the chaotic wind trembled.
"Brother Xiahou, Fellow Daoist Fu, our grudges with Ye Zang are none of your business. Don't bring trouble on yourself." Zhang Tianlin looked at the two people and said sharply.
Fu Xue's pretty face turned upside down, a bright red sword emerged from her hand, and she sneered: "This is the Northern Wilderness, not the Dongsheng Divine Continent. You really think you are the Sixth Demon Sect of the Eight Immortal Sects, are you? The overlord of the ten continents in the world?”
“I have killed many people, and I have never killed a disciple of the great sect. Today is the day to sacrifice the blood of the genius to the sword!” On his shoulder, he said angrily.
In the Immortal Lord Dojo, the trial of the Nascent Soul Dharmakaya only represents the strength of the Dharmakaya, and is not enough to fully prove the overall strength of the monks. The combat experience of supernatural powers is also the key to determine the life and death of the battle.
"Stop talking nonsense and come together!" Lu Yanzhi couldn't bear it anymore.
“Noisy.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp sword energy coming towards his face. In an instant, Lu Yanzhi felt chills all over his body.
Shu Aohan had disappeared from the spot, turned into a flash of light, and the Promise-Destroying Sword struck directly at Lu Yanzhi's neck!
The speed was so fast that no one present could react.
Wherever the sword energy passed, the surrounding space was distorted. Shu Aohan's sword power seemed to have improved a lot. In the past, her killing sword power was ruthless and cold. Once used, it was almost It does not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, and the boundaries are split horizontally.
Now, she seems to be able to control the sword stably.
When Lu Yanzhi was panicking, the Purple Mansion immediately opened wide, and the invisible chaotic wind burst out. The sky was filled with the sound of howling and violent wind, like the sea hanging upside down, constantly overturning, and buzzing.
Buzz!
The sword light was shocking, tearing apart the chaotic wind like a destructive force, and sparks flew across the sky for a while.
Shu Aohan concentrated the power of his sword on the tip of Ruinuo's sword, and it was so sharp that it could penetrate everything.
Almost in an instant, the sea formed by the chaotic wind broke through. The air waves of the sky receded in all directions, and the sky was clear for a while. Lu Yanzhi was shocked and turned pale. He raised his hand and held out a jade pendant in front of his chest. This was a body-protecting spiritual weapon that could withstand the full blow of the Nascent Soul Dzogchen cultivator.
Clang!
The Promise-Destroying Sword stopped half an inch from Lu Yanzhi's neck. The latter's hair stood up, and he felt that the sharp sword was penetrating all over, and the terrifying murderous aura made his heart tremble.
The overbearing magic power burst out with the trembling of the Promise-Breaking Sword.
There were cracks on the jade pendant. Lu Yanzhi was knocked out a hundred feet away and staggered to a stop. His face was pale and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat. He looked at Shu Aohan in horror.
"The terrifying sword power, this woman is no weaker than that Ye Zang. In terms of the threat level of the magical power alone, she is still better."
Lu Yanzhi swallowed his saliva and thought in fear. With.
Shu Aohan strikes too quickly. If he suddenly strikes you with a sword from the side during a fight, many people may not be able to guard against it.
"We must kill this woman first..."
Wei Wuya, Zhang Tianlin and others exchanged glances and immediately decided to change their primary target to Shu Aohan.
The situation is tense and about to explode.
Wei Wuya sacrificed the Saint Taoist Tree, and all the wood magic spread out, shrouding Shu Aohan and away.
Zhang Tianlin Bai Yingang's body was indestructible, his body was like a sharp sword, and he stepped on the mysterious energy to kill Shu Aohan. For a time, more than a dozen geniuses were targeting Shu Aohan.
Ye Zang took a look at the situation and took action immediately. He shuttled through the void with chaotic steps, and came to Lu Yanzhi's feet in an instant.
“The Beidou Palm is born and destroyed!”
Boom!
The scarlet and domineering magic power trembled from the seal in the palm. In the middle of his breath, Ye Zang pressed down the magic palm.
Seven big blood-colored stars floated and sank in the palm, and the energy of the earth's veins in all directions was aroused. The power of Ye Zang's Nascent Soul magic power is rarely matched by those in the same realm.
After all, it was cultivated using the Heaven-Destroying Technique, and it also had the blessing of the twelve-level lotus seat.
Looking at the suppressed Beidou Palm, Lu Yanzhi's heart was beating fast. The aura in the Palm was so oppressive that it restrained the surrounding space.
"Brother Lu, don't panic, I'm here to help you!"
Murong Hong smiled lightly and came over holding a folding fan.
The folding fan in his hand unfolded, and streaks of blue light burst out. Murong Hong kept waving the folding fan in his hand, and his magic power formed an overwhelming blue wave.
"Big Hand Seal of Sad Wind!"
Lu Yanzhi also tried his best, and the chaotic Gangfeng condensed an invisible giant hand of Gangfeng to kill.
Bang!
Ye Zangzi Mansion’s Divine Treasure is wide open, and mana continues to pour in.
The seven stars in the palm of the Big Dipper are extremely dazzling, like bloody stars, suppressed by the killing power.
The earth was trembling. The three of them had already fought a hundred miles away. Wherever they passed, earth veins were constantly being lifted up, and gravel and dust filled the sky.
“This Ye Zang is really capable.” Murong Hong said in shock.
Blood overflowed from the corner of Lu Yanzhi's mouth, and he desperately activated the Gangfeng Grand Hand Seal to fight with Ye Zang's magical powers.
Three figures flew across the ground, and Ye Zang's offensive continued without giving the two of them any chance to breathe.
“The stars have changed...”
The huge Gangfeng handprint was grabbed, and Ye Zang formed a hand seal with his hands.
Nascent Soul's mana surged, Ye Zang urged the seal, and pushed it with four or two thousand catties. The Gangfeng handprint was like hitting cotton. Most of the strength was drained by Ye Zang, and then turned into a blood-red Color, filled with killing power, struck back at Lu Yanzhi and left.
His Taoist practice is higher than that of Lu Yanzhi, and now it is very easy to use the magical power of Demon Lord.
“What kind of magical power is this? It can actually do the same thing to another person.” Murong Hong’s eyes kept flickering.
Bang!
After being struck by the blow, Lu Yanzhi's eyes flashed, he spat out blood, and his body fell hard to the ground, creating a big hole in the earth's veins.
Ye Zang stepped on chaotic steps, his figure flashing and moving.
He volleyed to kill, pushing Beidou Palm horizontally.
Lu Yanzhi stood up with red eyes. His body was covered with bruises. He gritted his teeth and sacrificed the Gangfeng Dharma Body, which manifested over seven thousand feet.
"I sacrificed my blood and essence to the Dharma body, which can trap him for a while. Brother Murong took advantage of this..." Lu Yanzhi said with his spiritual consciousness, and suddenly looked startled. When he looked again, Muran Hong was speeding towards the distance. As he flew away, his face turned pale and he roared angrily: "Murong Hong, come back here!"
Murong Hong didn't seem to hear anything and didn't look back.
Speaking of besieging and killing Ye Zang, he just came to join in the fun. It would be best if he could kill Ye Zang. If he couldn't kill him, he would give up.
He had just fought with Ye Zang for hundreds of moves, and had been suppressed and beaten. He had already understood the methods and magical powers of Ye Zang, and immediately retreated without saying a word.
“This Young Master Murong is quite knowledgeable.” Ye Zang looked at the furious Lu Yanzhi and sneered.
The Big Dipper palm that lurked on the big bloody star has fallen, killing it fiercely on the Gangfeng dharma body, bang bang bang! A violent explosion burst out, and Lu Yan was so angry that he couldn't even hold on for a few breaths. The body of the law was directly broken by Ye Zang and dissipated invisible.
(End of this chapter)