In the past, Master Huizheng of Inzhen Temple became famous because of the Great Sun Divine Palm, and once became the yearning of many Buddhist cultivators. However, with the death of Huizheng, the Great Sun Divine Palm also disappeared, which once made the Buddhist cultivators of Huayan Sect a little regretful. I didn't expect to see it unexpectedly.

Xie Zhenghong looked at it and nodded lightly.

Think twice and don't ask again, the monk's exercises will involve a lot of things, just mention it in passing, if you continue to ask, you will have a vendetta.

Li Heguang and Geng Yifeng were inseparable, and this battle would inevitably affect other monks.

"Shi Xi'er, what do you mean?" Just as the monks were exercising their exercises to protect themselves, suddenly Chen Ding'an's voice pulled everyone's hearts over.

Xie Zhenghong and the others turned their heads and found that Shi Xi'er was confronting Chen Ding'an.

Shi Xi'er's flying bun was full of all kinds of headdresses, but now these headdresses have all become life-threatening things.

For example, the hosta turned into a long sword at this moment, held in Shi Xi'er's hand, and the earrings became a soul-shaking soul bell!

"What do you mean? Isn't that obvious? Shi Xi'er laughed and trembled, "The Demon Lord and the Sword Monarch are inseparable, and it is estimated that they will go back to retreat for more than ten or twenty years after the fight." I've never been a fan of the seventh ranking, so wouldn't it be nice to change it now? Don't sue you, you don't have this mind in your hearts, it's rare for us to get together, and naturally we have revenge and revenge! ”

Shi Xi'er's words changed the faces of the people present.

How can there be no grudges?

Not to mention the long-standing grievances between the scattered cultivators and the disciples of these sects. Take a few disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect as an example, they have been cultivated by the sect since they were children, and they have grown up in praise and envy all the way. It's just that in the process, there are always some discordant voices, and the people in the sect will always compare them with others. How long do you build the foundation, how long do you complete, what kind of source and external skills do you practice, what kind of magic tools do you have; The appearance and figure of the women, the popular Cheng dù, I can't wait to even have my hair compared to see whose one is more supple?

If there are too many lies, they will become true.

There are too many comparisons, so naturally I don't like it.

Just as Geng Yifeng didn't like the calendar and light that had been pressing on his head, the other heavenly pride naturally didn't like this kind of ranking.

When others say how many times you are the first, there will always be a twist later, "Although xx is the x, but xx is more so." ”

Shi Xi'er's words are just stones that break the calm of the surface of the lake.

"She's right." The voice was made by the Python Emperor Demon Lord Tao Haosi, he was originally a casual cultivator, and then he made a contract with a giant python by mistake, and as the giant python metamorphosed into a little bit of the dragon's bloodline, his status also rose to the eighth place. If one day the giant python turns into a dragon, his ability as a symbiotic contractor will naturally be even more powerful!

Demon cultivation has no scruples, but now that he has torn his face, there is naturally no need to pretend to be any longer.

"You are at will, calendar and light, your wishful thinking, I just won't let you start!" Geng Yifeng's words came from afar, which made the militants present even more excited.

The world in Dao Chun is so big, it is too difficult for them to get together, it is rare to have such a good opportunity, if they sneak away, wouldn't it be too shameless?

"Bang!"

Several demon cultivators shot together to smash the broadcast crystal of Tianji Pavilion, "The competition between us doesn't need others to watch!" ”

At this moment, not only Tianji Pavilion and the monks present were stupid, but the monks who were watching the live broadcast outside were also stupid.

"I'll go, such a wonderful fighting method, stuck here to do something?"

"Retreat Stone, Retreat Stone!"

"Ahhh

"I'll go, I'll go!"

It's not just the broadcast crystals that can watch the fighting method thousands of miles away.

The monks who had gathered in the downtown dispersed in a hurry, and each went home to find his thighs.

The elders of the Guiyuan Sect, the Falling Sword Sect, the Feixia Sect, and so on couldn't help but have a headache, knowing that these people wouldn't stop watching the fighting method so much!

"That's it, every time the ranking of the Tiandan list is piled up with blood, this time it's just in advance. Compared to the last time, Geng Yifeng and they are simply slaughtering! ”

“…… But senior brother, this batch is a rare batch of good seedlings, fragrant and sweet! ”

"Silly, do you think those old foxes would really be so relieved to let them come out without giving them something to protect themselves?"

"That's right."

"Let's fight, let's fight, the more lively the fight, the better, mortals say that it will be a success, and this cultivation will be more cruel!"

Compared to the Immortal Cultivator's side, the reaction of the sect elders on the Demon Cultivator's side was more direct.

"Hahaha, that's what it's all about. Otherwise, after quietly watching the fighting method, wouldn't it still be the number of people who have advanced in the sanctimonious manner of immortal cultivation? ”

"Our demon cultivation is not a monkey show for others to see, and those who can't cultivate are even less qualified!"

"Since Miaoyin Ghost Ji said so, then you're welcome." Zuo Xinshuang stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers pointed towards the jade hibiscus on the side, "This one, I hope you fellow Daoists don't rob me!" ”

Jade Hibiscus sneered, "It's okay, I've long seen you unpleasantly." ”

Zuo Xinshuang smiled slightly, "That's great." ”

The two looked at each other, as if there were huge waves behind them. The monks, who knew of their grievances, moved away and cleared the ground.

Shi Xi'er saw that she had stirred up the atmosphere in a few words, and she couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart, "Qiushui Sword Monarch, you traveled three years ago and killed my concubine, I can remember this hatred well!" ”

Chen Dingan raised his eyebrows, showing a little arrogance, "There are too many demons who died in my hands, I don't know which one you are talking about." ”

"Heh, I'll make you think about it slowly."

"Yes, yes, that's what a party looks like." Wen Chunxiang is a guy who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and when he saw that the scene was chaotic, he changed his previous lazy posture and became a little enthusiastic and up, "Little monk, who are you going to fight with?" I saw that the monk who thought three times was good. ”

Xie Zhenghong shook his head and rejected Wen Chunxiang's suggestion, "The poor monk thinks it's better to avoid it." "He has no grudges against these people, and there is no need to get involved in this right and wrong. And he is a Buddhist cultivator, and the battle between Li Heguang and Geng Yifeng has little to learn from him, he just comes in to have a good time.

"Hey, don't you tell me that you're going to sneak?" Wen Chunxiang was surprised, "This is a good opportunity for you to make a name for yourself!" ”

"Fame and fortune are all external things." Xie Zhenghong recited a Buddhist scripture in a low voice, and turned his head to leave this place of right and wrong.

"Little monk, you are very spineless, do you know?"

"Okay, okay, you don't want to fight that monk with three thoughts, you can always find a demon cultivator."

"If you go to this seat again, you will sing eighteen touches!" Wen Chunxiang said angrily.

Xie Zhenghong stopped when he heard this, and couldn't help sighing, he was afraid that Wen Chunxiang would really do what he said.

Seeing that Xie Zhenghong really stopped, Wen Chunxiang only felt that the fire in his heart was even more lush.

He is a dignified generation of Demon Venerables, the former Demon Emperor, who can make a middle world tremble with a casual word, and now he has actually degenerated to the point of threatening a monk by singing "Eighteen Touches"?

…… No, this seat must be dizzy by this stinky monk.

Calm down, calm down.

"Thank you, please stay." Suddenly, a voice remembered.

Xie Zhenghong looked up and found a monk wearing a yin and yang robe and a high crown looking at him with a smile.

"In Xia Zhu Ning, a disciple of the Yuan Yang Sect, there is an old matter that I ask Daoyou to understand." Zhu Ning handed it over.

"What?"

"Almost a year ago, five disciples of my Yuanyang Sect had their soul lamps extinguished, and the golden pill was shattered. I don't know if this matter has anything to do with Xie Daoyou? Zhu Ning asked with a smile.

Disciple of the Yuan Yang Sect?

"It's the owner of the Golden Dragon Sword!" Wen Chunxiang reminded.

Xie Zhenghong then remembered the events of that day, he had indeed killed five monks.

"Well, it was made by a poor monk." Xie Zhenghong nodded affirmatively.