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Yang Qixiang's ear power in front was not bad, and when he heard a cultivator tell what had happened, he couldn't help but have his eyes shining brightly, and he roared excitedly.

"What are you doing running so fast, and they'll be able to finish it in a while?"

Chu Wuli said very easily, in fact, he was already running fast, the battle of the three major sects was definitely a rare event in the cultivation realm, if he missed it, he really had no chance to regret it.

Even if you can't learn something in such a big battle, it's good to see the excitement, it's a rare lively thing in the cultivation realm, how joyful.

Chu Wuru and the others were all very fast, like four meteors in the air, surpassing many cultivators, but in less than a stick of incense, they came to a common canyon in the Saigon Mountains.

There were already thousands of people standing on the canyon, all of whom watched from a distance of two hundred zhang and did not get close.

In the canyon, there was indeed a battle of hundreds of people, among which the bald monk was very easy to recognize, accounting for about forty percent of the number, and the rest were people from the Freedom Sect.

However, the current situation is that the outnumbered Xianzong and Zen Buddhism have the upper hand, and when Chu Wuru arrived, he stopped and saw that the corpses on the ground were all haired. There were only three hairless ones lying on the side, and there was an old monk with white eyebrows to take care of them, all of whom seemed to be seriously injured, but there was no danger of their lives.

"Xianzong doesn't make a move, it's scary, it's really powerful, it is rumored that Xianzong has always been the first sect worthy of the name in the cultivation world except in the era of the Nine Heavens Zhenren, and the ancient Hao of that year was also planted in the hands of Xianzong. If it weren't for the masters of the Xianzong sect to adopt their hearts and nourish their hearts and not participate in the competition for the cultivation realm, the name of the first sect in the world would not fall on the head of the Qinghua Sect now. ”

In the end, it is a great family in the hidden world, and Yang Qixiang knows a lot of things, at least the powerful superpower of the hidden world of Xianzong knows a thing or two. Since ancient times, all the great forces with a history of tens of thousands of years have never attacked the Hsinjong, which shows how deterrent the strength of the Hyunzong is!

The Freedom Sect also provoked Xianzong inexplicably, Wanyan Donghan killed his son, so naturally they couldn't give up, and in the end they chose to ambush Zen Buddhism instead of going to Xianzong for revenge. The sect master of the first sect of the Demon Dao of Wanyan Donghan did not dare to fight head-on with Xianzong, the strength of Xianzong was too intimidating, and only the forces with a history of tens of thousands of years dared to touch the tiger whiskers of Xianzong.

"The Freedom Sect is lucky, not only is there ignorance, but there are also two ruthless people, Rong Zhujing and Yu Leying, the five-turn wheel sword, otherwise I am afraid that they would have died a long time ago. ”

Chu Wuru had good eyesight, and he recognized many good hands of the Freedom Sect from a distance of more than four hundred zhang.

"Come closer, it's too far away to see anything. ”

Yang Qixiang walked in the front, there were many people in front of them, although everyone was in the air, they were still occasionally blocked from sight, Yang Qixiang stepped forward in the air, and waved to Chu Wurude.

"Let's go. ”

Seeing that Ma Ma and Ning Guangshi were looking at him, Chu Wuru was not afraid of causing trouble, so he followed up.

When the four of them squeezed forward, there was a little dispute with people, but fortunately, the battle below attracted everyone's attention, and the two sides just fought a few words, restrained and did not move, Chu Wurude and the four of them swaggered in a better position overlooking the canyon below, and everything was in full view.

The battle in the canyon was too fierce, the masters of the three major free sects of Mou Wuzhi, Rong Zhujing, and Yu Leying fought fiercely with the four thin old monks, they did not have an advantage in numbers, and their strength was not better than each other, the four old monks were also good at the art of joint attacks, and the three of them had a high-grade spiritual treasure to defend themselves, and they worked hard to support them so that they were not defeated.

As for the rest of the Freedom Sect, they were not so lucky.

Buddhism originally paid attention to benevolence and peace, but the key is that the Freedom Sect killed so many old monks in Zen Buddhism, and the benevolence and peace of Buddhism have nothing to do with the Freedom Sect. Don't look at those monks who are all skinny and scrawny, and they look like ascetic monks, but when they kill people, they are clean and neat, and they don't see the demeanor of Buddhism at all.

"Dear donors, as long as you are willing to go to the Sutra Sect to repent of your past life and change your ways, this sect is willing to wash away your sins with the great compassion and great benevolence of the Buddha, so that you can start all over again, cut your hair and become a monk, and live the hardships of all sentient beings. ”

The one who spoke was a young monk wearing a red and white checkered robe, with a bright face, a solemn complexion, and a low speech, which was very much the posture of a Buddhist monk.

"Isn't that a deep-water monk? That kid is still so insidious, he wants to deceive people with words? He doesn't want to think about those old devils of the Freedom Sect, who are not resolute-minded, and their hearts will not be shaken easily, what is the use of his few words?"

Chu Wuli was taken aback when he saw the deep water monk, because that kid was much stronger than when they first met, and what made Chu Wuli breathe a sigh of relief was that the deep water monk was still a little worse than himself, at least Chu Wuli could see through the other party's cultivation now. As for the insidiousness of the deep-water monk, Chu Wuli thought of being designed by the deep-water monk, and wondered if he would take this opportunity to take revenge on the deep-water monk, lest that kid hide in Xianzong, and his original revenge would not be avenged.

"Buddhism's degree technique has the ability to be unpredictable, and it is inevitable that it will not be transformed by him. ”

Yang Qi has a good impression of Buddhism, and he appreciates the grandeur of Buddhism.

Sneering, the motor disagreed with Yang Qixiang's words, and retorted with a grin:

"If Buddhism is really as powerful as you say, there are still Daomen and Demon Sects in the cultivation realm?

"There are still great things about Buddhism. ”

Ning Guangshi didn't know much about Buddhism, but when he saw Monk Daxi, he still thought that Buddhism was powerful.

"The four monks who trapped them are afraid that they are the four elephant monks of the Manifest Sect, and only these four old monks are so powerful. Three hundred years ago, the four of them came out and walked around, and three hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye, and their faces have changed from middle-aged people to old people now......"

Yang Qixiang also recognized the Four Elephant Monks, and seemed to know the past of the Four Elephant Monks, and he was very embarrassed and said the words of his memories with emotion, and people seemed to have vicissitudes. Chu Wuru, who was on the side, laughed at him mercilessly and said:

"What do you feel about? At your age, you first saw the Four Elephant Monks? When they were in seclusion, your mother didn't have you in her belly!"

Jun's face flushed slightly, and Yang Qixiang said vigorously:

"I've seen their portraits, they looked like three hundred years ago!"

With another sneer, Chu Wuru waved his hand and said:

"You're saying, you've seen it, you've seen it all—"

Yang Qixiang knew that he was wrong, and turned his face away from arguing with Chu Wuru.

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