"Knowing my sin is the only spring and autumn."

These are the words left by the ancient sages, but now they are used by the Qingxu Dao Elder on himself. was so unashamed, but no one around laughed.

Anyone can hear the seriousness in Qingxu Dao's long words, and more importantly, the "I" in his words represents not him alone, but the entire Xuantian Sect.

With the strength of the entire sect of Xuantian Sect as the first blow to change heaven and earth, no one dared to despise it, not even the three elders of the Heavenly Dao Alliance and Ximen Chunqiu.

Qingxu Dao Chang obviously sighed softly, but his voice was like a rolling snowball rolling bigger and bigger, and like rolling thunder. The words seemed to whisper, the words to the hall were like drums, and the words came out of the hall like thunder, shaking the entire valley.

All the monks looked up in horror, their faces pale from the thunder rolling in the sky.

Qingxu Dao Chang does not have this strength, and he is far from having the ability to speak his mind. Obviously, this is with the help of the power of the Great Array, that is to say, no matter how sluggish the people are, they are not safe because they escaped from the Star Picking Hall, and the real danger has just begun.

The heavens and the earth began to change, and the starlight suddenly dissipated, but it was tightly covered by countless thick dark clouds surging from the sky, and deep in the dark clouds, there was a terrible wail. Countless demon beasts rushed up from the depths of the valley, their blood-red eyes full of hatred, and they rushed towards the group of monks in a frenzied manner.

The Three-Eyed Golden Peng let out a loud roar and took the lead in attacking the monks in front of him, and the eyes on his forehead shot out a dark yellow light, instantly freezing the few early foundation building monks in front of him into stones. He was smashed into a cloud of debris by the snow-white white tiger. The thunder vulture kept spitting thunderballs at the group of monks, and the nine heads of the nine-headed mastiff kept biting all the monks in sight. Crazy attacks that don't distinguish between the enemy and me.

At the same time, fierce demon beasts crawled out of the abyss and bit at the group of monks. The monks and others drew their swords to fight back, the light of the Dao technique splashed everywhere, and the terrible wails spread all over every corner outside the main hall.

A steady stream of demon beasts kept emerging, joining this chaotic battle, the high-ranking monks among the monks had to resist the advanced demon beasts, and watched their disciples die tragically under the minions of the demon beasts with one enemy and ten. I don't know how many demon beasts there are in Xuantian Sect, and I can't kill them all. There is no end to the chopping. The monks outside the hall had already been fighting before. All of them were injured, and most of their spiritual power was exhausted in the melee, and they were suddenly attacked by a group of demon beasts, and they were at a loss for a while. Dead and wounded Yan zhòng.

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"Amitabha." Master Silent Void clasped his hands together. The Buddha beads on the wrist emit a yellow Buddha light. Like a burning sun, the hall that looks dull when it is obscured by dark clouds illuminates it.

Thousands of Buddha lights dispersed the enchantment around the main hall, and the light shone outside the main hall like a thousand rays. The entire Dengsendai seems to have been transformed into a Buddhist world, and there are Buddha statues everywhere.

Illuminated by the light of the Buddha of kindness, the rioting group of monks calmed down, while the demonic group of monsters began to retreat in fear. The monks took the opportunity to attack and temporarily forced back the demon beasts around them, and gathered together. At this time, in just a few dozen breaths, the ground was already full of the corpses of demon beasts and monks.

"Monster herd?" Elder Nanli's eyes were torn, and he shouted at the Qingxu Dao Chief: "Qingxu, you Xuantian Sect are willing to risk the disapproval of the world and collude with the Southern Xinjiang Demon Clan to slaughter my decent cultivation realm?" ”

"Nanli Lao'er, you fart!" Jiang Liu'er scolded: "Do you know how these demon beasts came from? Dare to slander the reputation of our Xuantian Sect indiscriminately, do you think that our Xuantian Sect is as shameless and filthy as your Heavenly Dao Alliance Elder Group? ”

Elder Nanli raised his sword eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "Bold." ”

An invisible qi sword shot out from the tip of his brow, piercing straight into the depths of Jiang Liu'er's eyebrows.

"Be careful." Qinghua Zhenren pulled Jiang Liu'er down behind him, and his strong spiritual power suddenly condensed into a transparent handprint on his chest, and he grabbed the invisible qi sword. However, the qi sword had been completed, he hurriedly made a move, although he took the invisible qi sword, but he was pierced into his chest by the sword qi of the qi sword, his face turned white in an instant, and he took three steps back and spit out a mouthful of golden blood.

"Senior brother, how are you?" Jiang Liuer hurriedly supported Qinghua Zhenren, but was pushed away by Qinghua Zhenren with his hand.

"Raise your eyebrows and the sword is out of the sheath, good, good, it is really worthy of the twenty-three swords of Nanli." Qinghua Zhenren wiped the blood on the side of his mouth, raised his head and said, his words were light, but everyone could hear the ridicule in his words.

Elder Nanli has been famous for more than 5,000 years, and he is one of the best monks in the cultivation world today.

"You don't have to ridicule this seat, who in the world doesn't know the personality of this seat? Angered me, it doesn't matter if he is in the foundation building period or the primordial infant stage, or the Mahayana period of the transformation period, this seat is the same. Elder Nanli flicked his sleeves and said, disdainful of Qinghua Zhenren's ridicule: "The way of this seat is to move forward, no matter whether he is in front of him is the mountains and seas, or the flame glacier, a qiē to hinder me, hurt me, destroy me, slander me, this seat is all a sword to cut it, so it doesn't matter if he is a junior in the foundation building period?" ”

He was indeed not wrong in what he said, since his debut, Nan Li Yixin has always been known in the cultivation world for his ability to repay the truth. Today, even if there is really an ancestor of the Transformation Stage who insults him to his face, he will directly cut it down with a sword, and he will not be cowardly and not fight because the other party's cultivation is much higher than his own, nor will he arrogantly ignore it because the other party's cultivation is far lower than his own.

"Okay, the path of your Nanli Yixin is straight and lonely, and everyone in the cultivation world knows it. So I ask you today, is your way really that straight? Qinghua Zhenren pointed to the group of demon beasts outside the main hall that were languishing under the light of the Buddha, and said proudly: "You say that our Xuantian Sect and the Southern Xinjiang Demon Beasts collude with each other, so there are so many demon beasts helping Xuantian Sect today?" ”

"Isn't it?" Elder Nanli snorted coldly: "Could it be that these demon beasts were moved by the heroic righteousness of your Xuantian Sect, so they automatically came to be the mountain protector spirit beasts of your Xuantian Sect?" ”

"Of course not!" Qinghua Zhenren shouted.

He strode out two steps, pointed to the nine-headed mastiff and said, "This mastiff was originally an eighth-order demon beast, but the last time the demon beast invaded the Qing Netherworld Continent, my junior brother Qingyang Zhenren led more than 2,300 disciples above the foundation building period to help the Qing Netherworld Continent. In this battle, he fought against the nine-headed mastiff, smashed the demon pill, lowered its cultivation to three realms, and was captured by Qingyang's junior brother and returned to Xuantian Sect. In this battle of Qingying's aid, there were 1,109 disciples killed and wounded in my Xuantian Sect, and 321 demon clans in Southern Xinjiang were captured, all of whom were brought back to the sect to raise. (To be continued......)