Chapter One Hundred and Seven: The Sad Sword Immortal

The fat man's Buddhism is supernatural, powerful, and just to yang. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info palms slammed towards the top of his head, and suddenly the sound of Buddha filled the sky, and a pure golden aura was like the rising sun, with the momentum of ten thousand jun, all the starlight in the sky was shattered. Then the daylight became bigger and bigger, and Ji Xingqiu was completely engulfed in the blink of an eye.

"The stars and the earth are fighting, the moon is sinking, and the stars are falling!" In the infinite golden light, Ji Xingqiu roared again and again, the starlight around him was bright, and the crescent moon under his feet instantly turned into a starlight and fell into his palm. Suddenly, Ji Xingqiu's black hair flew, and his right palm was slapped against the impermanent seal of the great sun. The two rays of light of the sun and the moon collided violently, and the huge mana collapsed and dispersed, and I don't know how many plants and trees were uprooted, and countless branches and leaves were shattered into powder.

In an instant, all the brilliance suddenly dimmed, and Ji Xingqiu walked out of the woods in the distance of the stone steps. He and the fat man are both mid-stage cultivators, and they have just fought against each other, but no one can help anyone. The fat man sneered again and again, waiting for the people of the Star Dou Gate, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master, you're finally here." When the group of Heart Fire Realm disciples at the bottom of the mountain saw Ji Xingqiu, they were immediately overjoyed, and they all bowed down. Then he held his head high, his face was full of energy, and he seemed to be no longer afraid of the fat man.

Ji Xingqiu waved his hand, his face was solemn, he looked at the fat man and frowned, "Where are you a monk, why do you want to bully my disciples?" ”

"Hey, hey, what is bullying, is the poor monk that kind of person? The boy of the Star Dou Gate, you attacked the poor monk as soon as you came up, and now you dare to ask me unashamedly, are you going to use the Star Dou Gate to suppress me? The fat man's eyes narrowed, he sneered again and again, and the murderous aura on his body instantly became three points heavier. Where had Ji Xingqiu ever seen such a shameless monk, he panicked, and he didn't even blink his eyes. is obviously pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger and bullying his disciples, but now he has become his own power. The most \\fast\\more\\new\\just\\in the black\\rock\\ pavilion

"Fat monk, don't force me to do it!" Ji Xingqiu looked annoyed, and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth word by word, obviously holding back his anger. This is the mountain gate of Xuantian Dao, and he came to participate in the immortal search conference on behalf of the Star Dou Gate, which is a very face-saving thing. If you fight with the fat man halfway, I'm afraid you will be laughed at by the world. What's more, he also knew that the fat man had strong mana, which was difficult to deal with, and he was a difficult bone to gnaw.

"Hehehehe, it seems that this kid doesn't dare to make a move in Xuantian Dao, otherwise it will definitely affect the reputation of the Star Dou Gate. However, I have always been kind to the poor monk, but I was ridiculed by a group of juniors. If you don't come up with some means, won't you make the world's qi refiners look down on it? Hey, hey, hey......" The fat man's eyes rolled, he was silent for a few breaths, he had already made up his mind in his heart, and suddenly scolded: "Oh, you still dare to do it?" Did the poor monk force you to do that trick just now, okay, if you want to bully people in the Star Dou Gate, the poor monk is also willing to learn your magical powers, and how much true inheritance do you have! ”

The fat man's voice was very loud, shaking the void with mana, and it simply resounded throughout the world. Many of the retreats stopped when they heard the sound, and they all set their eyes on the mountainside.

"Hahahaha, what's so lively? Brother Xingqiu, I haven't seen you for a long time, how is Venerable Wuyue lately? Suddenly, a white sword light flew from the western sky, and in an instant, a young man wearing a Taiyi Dao robe fell.

"It turned out to be Brother Hua Jian of Taiyimen, everything is fine with the family teacher, thank you for your concern." When Ji Xingqiu saw the comer, he bowed slightly, and his originally ugly face eased a little. But everyone could see that he was forcing a smile. The disciples were bullied by the fat lama, not to mention, they couldn't get any cheap, and they were really embarrassed to be thrown home.

"Hehe, it seems that Brother Xingqiu is in trouble." Hua Jian, the young man, laughed twice, looked at the fat man and the others, and finally fell on Lu Jiewei. The black sword behind it was bloodstained, and the thick aura was restrained, and with his identity as a sword immortal, he immediately felt that this was not an ordinary sword. At that moment, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and an abnormal color flashed in his eyes.

"Huh? Want to fight the idea of the giant? Hong Wu's eyebrows moved, and he sneered in his heart. He originally had a good impression of Taiyimen. At the beginning of the alchemy conference of the Qin State, Mo Chengqiu of the Taiyi Sect also helped him deal with Shentu Gongxuan, which gave him a chance to escape. However, if the young man in front of him didn't have long eyes, he would naturally not be stingy and give him a lesson that he will never forget. With the cultivation of the other party's life in the early stage of the Fire Realm, Hong Wu really didn't pay attention to it.

At the same time, at the very top of the mountain, two Qi Refiners wearing pure yellow Dao robes were quietly watching everything that was happening below the mountain. Of these two people, one is an old man with white hair and a ruddy face. One is a middle-aged man with a serious appearance, a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. The two of them stood on the high sky, stepping on auspicious clouds, and they didn't know if it was a magic weapon or a real cloud.

"Master, just let a few of them mess around under my Xuantian Dao Mountain, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right? Today is the day of the Immortal Seeking Conference, and there are thousands of Qi Refiners who have come, will it make people see a joke? The middle-aged man looked down the mountain, his brows furrowed, obviously a little unhappy. The old man stroked his beard with a smile, squinted his eyes and said: "What are you afraid of, the Supreme Sect Leader wants us to preside over the Immortal Hunting Conference, on the one hand, it is to let the Qi Refiners of various factions meet and announce some rules, so as not to make a fool of yourself when you go to the overseas Immortal Mountain to hunt for treasures, so that the people of the Demon Gate will see the jokes." On the other hand, the reason why all kinds of scattered cultivators are allowed to come here is precisely to see what materials can be created among these scattered cultivators, which can be used by our sect in the future to resist the catastrophe of heaven and earth. As long as they are willing to fight, let them fight. As long as there are no fatalities, you and I don't have to stop them. ”

"I see, but what is that heavenly calamity, why do you seem to be very afraid every time you hear the Supreme of the Sect Leader talk about it?" The middle-aged man nodded, and then his eyes wandered, and his expression became even more confused.

"Alas, this matter is related to the metaphor handed down by the ancestor of the immortal realm. The specific content was only known to the head of the sect and a few Supreme Elders of the Yuan Shen Period. But don't worry too much, think about the land of Kyushu, through the ancient, ancient, ancient, hundreds of millions of years, countless disasters. Even if a natural disaster falls, there will be big people to stand up to it. You and I, master and apprentice, still refine the golden pill with our hearts and refine the primordial spirit as soon as possible. ”

"Fatty, what do you want, whether you want to die or live depends on your words." Ji Xingqiu saw that the fat man didn't get out of the way, and he still had a rogue face of "what do you dare to do with me", where could he still bear it, he was suddenly angry, and suddenly sacrificed his life, and the powerful mana fluctuations swept towards the fat man.

"Hmph, you still dare to do it with the poor monk, it's too deceitful!" The fat man raised his eyebrows, his face was as cold as frost, and he immediately launched a counterattack. Holding the magic seal with both hands, the great sun behind him became more and more dazzling, and he began to fight against Ji Xingqiu for mana.

"Hey, hey, hey, the fat monk is a little interesting. But this is the Xuantian Dao, not a place for you to go wild. Little one, borrow your sword. Seeing this, Hua Jian immediately laughed twice, and suddenly looked at the black-clothed and long-haired young man. Lu Jiewei was suddenly frightened and retreated, and when he saw Hua Jian stretch out his hand, the Heavenly Absolute Sword behind him immediately trembled, and let out a screaming scream.

"It's not good, this person wants to snatch the master's sword!" Lu Jiewei was shocked, and hurriedly pressed the Heavenly Sword behind him. However, the other party is a real person in the Fire Realm, and his mana is powerful, and with a sudden wave of his hand, the giant sky will fly out in an instant, and it will fall into Hua Jian's hands.

At this moment, Hongwu, who had been silent, finally made a move. I saw him raise his eyebrows, secretly pinched the sword technique, and shouted in a low voice: "The divine sword has a spirit, Sumeru mustard seeds, big!" As Hong Wu shouted, the black long sword that had just flown to Hua Jian's head suddenly became larger and wider, and the three-foot-long sword body suddenly turned into twenty zhang in size, like a black mountain, covering it fiercely.

Hua Jian was frightened by the sudden change, and saw the black pressure in front of him, and the pressure in the space seemed to be ten thousand times heavier. In the next second, only a muffled sound of "boom" was heard, and the entire mountain peak shook slightly. Hua Jian's physical body had been pressed to the ground by the giant Que Tianju, which had grown thousands of times. The head was exposed, blood was spurting wildly, and half of the body had been flattened.

"Damn, my Buddha is merciful, Hong boy is too cruel." The fat man was so frightened by the earth-shattering noise beside him that he hurriedly swept into the woods, staring at Hong Wu's back from a distance, and the fat on his face trembled wildly. "This kid didn't say a word just now, and he put people to death with one move, which is a hundred times more fierce than a poor monk. This sword is really a first-class magic weapon, and it can actually change such a large sword body. Taiyimen lost a lot this time, and I don't know if that kid is still saved. The fat man was shocked in his heart, looking at Hong Wu's expression was shocked and speechless, and then he showed a fat smile, happy to see others unlucky.

"This ......" Ji Xingqiu was also speechless because of the sudden scene, and looked at the black sword that suddenly became bigger with a frightened expression, already a little overwhelmed. Hua Jian, a disciple of the Taiyi Sect, was just about to snatch the black sword behind the black-clothed young man, but the three-foot long sword that he had originally grabbed suddenly turned into a twenty-zhang high iron mountain, and before he could react, he was fiercely pressed to the ground. His face was painful, and he was spurting blood.

As a Taiyi Sword Immortal, what kind of death is not good, do you want to be crushed to death by a sword?

"Hmph, I don't know what I can do, and I dare to grab the flying sword of a real person." A cold glint flickered in Hong Wu's eyes, and he looked at Hua Jian and sneered, and Juque Tianjue changed back to the size of three feet and fell back into his hands.

"Next time, keep your eyes open, as a disciple of Taiyi, I don't have the ability to learn to rob others." Hong Wu shook his head, and took Juque Tianjue back to Lu Jiewei, and after the words fell, the person had already picked up the steps and walked up the mountain step by step. It's as if the scene just happened before before.

The fat man looked at Hua Jian, who was lying on the ground and half dead, patted his chest, and pretended to be afraid: "I'm scared to death of the poor monk, I'm scared of the poor monk...... Ji Xingqiu, count you as powerful, I'll take a step first. The fat man said, hehe laughed twice, and hurriedly pulled Li Pei towards Hongwu.