Xuanjian Immortal Clan

At the northernmost point of the country of Yue, there is a majestic peak that towers into the clouds. The mountain is winding and majestic. However, the highest point of the mountain was hit by a sword. The cross section was smooth and stable, and the momentum seemed stagnant, and there was an indescribable discomfort.

At the highest section, a man in white robes was lying half-way between the clouds and mist with his feet raised, holding a sword in his arms with an ordinary wooden scabbard. The man's face was covered with mist, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

The wind on the top of the mountain was sharp and biting, but he was wearing a simple white robe, fidgeting with the jade pendant on his sword, and murmured:

"Wrath Maha..."

A woman with fluttering skirts flew up from the bottom, combed by clouds and moonlight, Dharma light flowing all over her body, and her steps were crystal clear. She looked like she was not an ordinary thing at first sight. She fell down with the colorful light and said warmly:

"Shangyuan."

"Um."

Shangyuan Zhenren responded, looking into the distance in a daze, as if he could see the situation in Bianyan Mountain through the overlapping fog, and said calmly:

"With an angry look, this gluttonous feast should come to an end. Poor the millions of people who died in Xu State, not even a splash of water was made."

"Harmful."

The woman frowned slightly, sighed, and replied:

"That's true... From the time Shi Xiu Dong marched to the battle of Xu State, and then to the siege and killing of Wrathful Maha, it was a feast. Three Mahas from the Seven Paths went to meet their destiny and collected their mounts. Two of the demon clan achieved great achievements. Monster, we have taken back the territory, killed the restless Angry Eyes, and each of us has benefited, so it’s time to calm down a bit.”

As the female revisionist spoke, golden light lit up in the distance, and chains emerged from the void, locking the golden body of the Wrathful Maha. The Wrathful Maha was looking up to the sky and roaring. Master Shangyuan raised his eyebrows. Said softly:

"[Golden Bridge Lock]."

"good."

The female cultivator looked at it intently and replied:

"This is the magic weapon given by the Immortal Mansion to the True Lord of Lushui in the Qing Yuan Dynasty for his meritorious deeds back then... It seems that the True Lord wants to kill them all and will not leave any true spirit behind."

After hearing these words, Shangyuan Zhenren's face rolled with thick fog for a while. He was enduring something repeatedly and suddenly spoke, his tone full of deep hatred:

"Sooner or later, the old bastard will dismantle his immortal body, smash his golden elixir, and ask him to try it..."

"Shangyuan!"

The female cultivator suddenly lost her composure, quickly pulled his sleeves, and whispered:

"No matter what he is...he is a Jindan monk after all! How can he speak so openly?"

"Um."

Master Shangyuan calmed down his emotions, nodded as if nothing had happened, and stared at the monk who fell into the forest. Until he landed safely, Master Shangyuan patted Qing Feng in his arms and replied:

"I'll go take a look."

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Bian Yanshan.

The chains in the sky are densely packed, and the golden light is intertwined. The light of this magic weapon is as bright as the sun, with an awe-inspiring and inviolable flavor. It easily breaks the golden ribbon on the angry Maha and wraps it around his brass skin. on, making a sizzling sound.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

The golden chain of this magic weapon burned black marks on Wrath Maha's body. It seemed to have a unique power, making the pain particularly intense, causing him to scream in pain.

"Fellow Taoist...is this a magic weapon..."

Master Chang Xi stared blankly, his face burned by the power of this magic weapon. Xiao Chuting on the side also secretly smacked his tongue, and Zifu Ze who had quarreled with Master Chang Xi when he was too weak. He sneered and replied:

"After all, we are a small sect and have never seen the world."

"The magic weapon is naturally of infinite power. This is just a golden bridge lock. If you were to see the mysterious light of the sun and moon that penetrated the sky and the earth in the immortal mansion back then, wouldn't you faint?"

Master Tianyuan on the side nodded slightly. Seeing the embarrassment on Master Chang Xi's face, he quickly came out to smooth things over and said with a smile:

"My master gave special instructions on this trip, saying that the man from Qingchi paid special attention to this matter and had laid out a magic weapon. I never thought that this magic weapon would be so powerful that it is unbelievable."

Master Chang Xi's expression softened a lot. Master Tian Yuan turned back to look at the Zi Mansion and echoed:

"Master Xianjue is well-informed. I heard that the magic weapon of the Immortal Mansion flows with the essence of the sun during the day, and spurts out the brilliance of the lunar moon at night. Naturally, it is not comparable to this Golden Bridge Lock."

Master Xianjue was also surprised when he heard this. Apparently he only knew about this. He was amazed at the wonder of this magic weapon. Xiao Chuting nodded lightly and replied:

"Perhaps it should be called a fairy weapon instead of a magic weapon."

Several real people were pointing at each other, and the angry Maha at the bottom was getting more and more painful. His dark golden eyes were widened. The more painful he became, the angrier he became. The aura on his body rose vigorously, making the golden bridge locks rattle.

A group of Zifus used their magical powers and smashed into his golden body. For a moment, the heaven and earth were filled with the radiance of magical power. The earth shook and the mountains shook, causing the ground veins of Bianyan Mountain to tremble, and his spirits waned.

"stop."

The Zifus were all showing off their magical powers, but they never thought that a faint voice floated in the air. It was obviously not serious, but it flowed past the ears of all the Zifus, making them silently stop and raise their heads.

"Which rat wants to stop me..."

Zhang Tianyuan looked stern, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the figure holding a sword in the sky. He quickly stopped and said with an apologetic smile:

"Fellow Daoist Shangyuan, this matter is caused by the Qi of all three sects..."

"Um."

Master Shangyuan nodded and said casually:

"Of course I know. It's just that you abused your magical power and destroyed this chain of mountains. In the end, you just walked away, but there has been no inspiration here for three to five hundred years."

"this……"

Master Tianyuan was stunned for a moment. He really had not thought about this, and said quickly:

"How about I offer an apology..."

"No need."

Master Shangyuan responded softly, put one hand on the sword and said warmly:

"I'll just kill him with one sword."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Although the Wrathful Maha was reincarnated and possessed, lost his life, was suppressed by the Golden Bridge Lock, and was beaten by a group of Zifu until he was almost breathless, Shi Xiu was the best at saving his life and wanted to hit him with a sword. Death is never easy.

"Fellow Taoist, please."

The smile on Master Tianyuan's face was a little more real, and he sneered secretly in his heart and said to himself:

"Arrogant people."

Shangyuan Zhenren only looked at the golden body of the wrathful Maha in front of him, counting his breaths without saying a word. The monk breathed out, his eyes widened in anger, and he cursed:

"You hide your head and show your tail, you..."

Master Shangyuan stared straight at him. In the dim perspective of Angry Maha, the fog on Master Shangyuan's face became thinner and thinner. The monk's anger stopped abruptly and he stared blankly at him. Face.

"It's you..."

Angry Maha stared at him in disbelief, his lantern-sized eyes staring straight at him. As his anger disappeared, his aura sank like water, and Master Shangyuan slowly drew his sword.

"Qiang!"

The long sword was unsheathed, the fallen leaves stopped, the birds fell, and only a bright white remained between the sky and the earth.

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"Boom!"

In the Duanchen Temple far away in the Kingdom of Zhao, the old abbot was silently knocking wooden fish under the statue of the Angry-Eyeing King Kong, but he heard a series of harsh noises. The old abbot was stunned and raised his head tremblingly.

Many cracks appeared on the statue of the angry-eyed King Kong in front of him, starting from the neck and shattering all over the ground.

"Maha... fell..."

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Zhao Guoyun was rubbing the stone wall, and brown-yellow wind and waves were blowing. A group of monks lined up and walked under the cliff. Countless Vajra statues on the cliff stared angrily, with different shapes, either holding short sticks or riding horses. There are leopards, leopards and whales stretching for hundreds of miles, which is quite spectacular.

The leading monk held a torch, illuminated the statues one by one, wiped them for a while, and suddenly raised his head in confusion.

"Kacha kacha kacha..."

The eyes of the angry-looking Vajra at the top shattered, and fine stone powder fell down, scattering all over the monk's head and face.

"How can it be……"

"How can it be!"

The monks were bumping into each other like headless flies, pushing each other and crying, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling. The sound of the stone statues breaking into pieces was endless, and they turned into broken limbs and rubble on the ground amid the many cries.

…

Xu Guo Cave.

Beiliang Buddhist Caves.

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The four demon emperors with angry eyes, the ninth Maha, fell in Yanshan Zhenhu Temple.