Martial Cultivator

An infatuated rivalry between fellow students is about to come to an end in an instant.

Master Zhanglu, as the disciple of the master of the temple, even surpasses the master of the temple in terms of talent alone. At this moment, he has murderous intentions, and the vast energy that belongs to the great master of the Taoist sect rises instantly.

Half of the rain curtain was strangely hovering in the air. As Master Zhanglu walked forward, the downpour on the viewer's side also began to strangely stop. In an instant, he had already arrived in front of the carriage.

The master's face turned pale, feeling the most authentic Taoist atmosphere that was constantly filling the world at this moment, and he felt a little heavy.

The two of them came from the same sect, with similar talents, and the gap in realm was not too big. On a normal day, he would not pay much attention to the fellow disciple in front of him, but now, it was not normal.

The viewer looked at the sky over there, mysterious auras rising slowly, and the viewer's robes fluttered.

Master Zhang Lu stared at the viewer in front of him without any hesitation, and a simple ancient clock suddenly appeared above his head.

Xuanhuang Bell!

This object is also one of the Taoist treasures. It has been sacrificed and refined by Master Zhanglu for many years, and it has become one with his mind. He once used this object to suppress a demon giant.

Sacrificing this thing so early at this moment is enough to show how seriously the master in charge attaches to this battle.

Even though the viewer was seriously injured, he still did not dare to look down upon him and wanted to kill him as quickly as possible.

"You have nurtured this Taoist treasure for many years. You have never used it against foreign enemies. Instead, you have used it on me. You are really a good junior fellow of the poor Taoist."

The viewer snorted coldly, but before he could say anything more, the Xuanhuang Bell suddenly rang loudly, and a ripple spread out. The rain curtain instantly shattered, and countless raindrops seemed to be shattered by something, and were instantly crushed flat. ♦♦🆂🅷🆄🆇.🅲♦🅼

Like a lake, it spreads out in mid-air.

The viewer's face darkened.

Only at this moment did he realize that he seemed to have underestimated his junior brother. He had been hiding his true strength for many years.

Palm rhythm

The real person mobilized the Xuanhuang Bell with all his strength, rolled up countless rainwater, and pressed towards the temple owner.

At this moment, the viewer is like a small boat in a strong wind and waves. Facing such a big wind and wave, it may be overturned at any time.

The viewer felt unprecedented pressure.

"Brother, give up. You and I are in the same class, and preserving some dignity is more important than anything else."

Master Zhanglu's voice sounded again.

The viewer remained silent, and the seal tied around his waist instantly flew towards the sky, crashing into the black and yellow bell that held the general trend of the world.

Looking at the small seal, Master Zhanglu's eyes lit up.

As the master of the Chixin Temple, how could he not know that this was the seal of the temple's master?

Isn't what he wants just this seemingly ordinary seal?

Master Zhanglu was a little distracted for a moment. At this moment, he even remembered the scene when he ascended to the position of the spectator.

The seal rushed into the sky and suddenly collided with the black and yellow bell.

A ripple spread out instantly, and a hole was torn open in the rain curtain in an instant.

The figure of the viewer suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already not far in front of Master Zhang Lu. A bright light overflowed from his fingers and filled the entire sky.

There was thunder in the sea of ​​clouds.

A thick golden thunderbolt fell instantly on the world!

This is the most lethal thunder method in Taoism.

Yun Jianyue is very good at thunder method among the younger generation. This method can be said to be very familiar with it. As the current leader of the Taoist sect, the master is naturally better at this method. Coupled with his current state, running this Tao method will probably be... The first person in the world!

Especially today it is still raining heavily.

Feeling the terrifying thunder and lightning roaring in, Master Zhanglu frowned and did not dare to be careless. He quickly recalled the Xuanhuang Bell and used it to hover above his head.

Thunder and lightning fell, the majestic pressure caused the wind and rain to scatter, and the Taoist robe of Master Zhanglu also floated.

The green bull not far away suddenly let out a strange cry and no longer wanted to stay where it was, but ran towards the distance.

Just when his front feet left the spot and his back feet were on the sky, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and countless lightning bolts as thick as a baby's arms landed on the world, forming a vast thunder pool.

The thunder pool built by the first person in this sect is so powerful that it is really shocking!

Countless rays of brilliant light emerged from the sleeves of Master Zhanglu and collided with the terrifying thunder and lightning falling from the sky. For a time, countless qi machines collided in the rain.

The sound of thunder and the collision of air machines kept intertwining, and the whole world continued to shake.

The viewer's face turned pale and he suddenly spurted out a stream of blood.

The injury was too serious, even if he forced the use of thunder at this moment, it would not last long.

But since the Master Zhanglu on the opposite side has been thinking about killing him from the beginning, he is bound to not hold back. The more he gives in, the faster he will die.

So I dealt with it with thunder from the beginning.

After looking at the real Zhanglu who was trapped in the thunder pond over there, the viewer did not hesitate, put away the seal, and disappeared into the rain.

After a while, the thunder dissipated and the thunder and lightning could no longer be seen.

Master Zhanglu came to the carriage in a floating manner, looked into the distance, frowned, "Get over here."

The Qing Niu, who had not run very far, ran over quickly and said with a flattering look, "Master, what's the matter?"

Master Zhanglu said calmly, "Hurry and smell where he went."

Qingniu looked aggrieved, "

Real person, I am a cow, not a dog..."

Master Zhang Lu didn't say anything, he just glanced at Qing Niu.

"Hey, I'm joking. I am whatever I am, let alone a dog, even a maggot is fine."

Qingniu tried his best to twitch his nose. After a moment, he looked to the east and said with a smile, "I found it, Zhenren."

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The viewer appeared by a lake, glanced at the reflection in the water, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood fell on the lake, like blossoming plum blossoms, and was quickly smudged, attracting a group of swimming fish in an instant.

This kind of essence and blood of the Taoist great master is a good thing in the eyes of all things in the world.

The viewer wiped the corners of his mouth, and before he had time to rest, another figure appeared in the distance.

Master Zhang Lu appeared here riding a green bull.

The viewer frowned, without any hesitation, he just threw out a talisman, and then disappeared in an instant.

The other talisman turned into a figure, which was another temple owner.

Going in a completely different direction.

Master Zhanglu looked at the two figures in front of him and remained silent.

Qingniu sniffed it carefully, and then said proudly, "Zhenren, the one in front is fake, and the one behind is real."

Master Zhanglu shook his head, "He has always been good at calculating. How could he make mistakes twice on the same thing?"

Qing Niu was a little dissatisfied and said, "Master, my nose is sharper than a dog's."

Master Zhanglu said indifferently, "That's just an animal."

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It's really hard to write this plot recently, so it's very stuck. I'm adjusting it as soon as possible and hope to be able to update more as soon as possible. I'm sorry.