Qinglian view.

The clear light of the Tao descended from the sky, and the green lotus stretched in the light, overflowing with spiritual light, penetrating the void.

Countless long and short, large and small rectangular talismans loom in that spiritual light, like the natural generation of Dao patterns from heaven and earth, protecting the entire Qinglian Temple.

There are hundreds of thousands of Daoists dressed in water and fire robes, holding long swords, forming a formation to frantically attack the mountain protection array of Qinglian Temple.

These Taoists are all disciples of the Qinglian Guanshui Fire Temple, and the technique of water, fire and thunder they practice, yin and yang are born together, water and fire are fierce, and thunder is generated, unpredictable, and powerful.

In particular, the natal flying sword quenched by the condensation of the Yuan Thunder condensed by a congenital water, fire and vitality is even more extinct in flight, the sound is like thunder, and it is the supreme means of subduing demons and killing enemies.

Hundreds of thousands of Daoists from the Water and Fire Hall joined forces, and even the four enemy countries of demons, demons, ghosts, and monsters in their heyday, dared to go on a rampage.

This Great Array of Water and Fire Thunder, which was being driven by the Taoists of the Water and Fire Temple, even shook a ghost venerable for several days and nights outside the protective circle of the Great Array of Flames, and finally retreated.

From this, it can be seen that the power of this great array is strong.

It's just that at this moment, hundreds of thousands of water and fire dao swords turned into thunder, and frantically hit the mountain protection array of Qinglian Temple, and I saw a handle of dao swords exploded in the air, and the mountain protection array did not move at all, and even a lotus flower in the clear light could not be cut off.

A group of core high-level leaders of the Qinglian Temple stood on the roof of a large hall, looking at the hundreds of thousands of exhausted Water and Fire Hall Dao people with ugly faces.

"Thundering Palace, take over!" one of the precept elders of the Qinglian Temple shouted angrily.

Hundreds of thousands of Water and Fire Temple Dao people panted and fell from the sky, and a cloud rose up in the distance, and hundreds of thousands of Daoists wearing purple and silver thunder robes held long swords with lightning flashing, and attacked the mountain protection array overhead.

For several months, Qinglian Temple encountered the same trouble as the Red Lotus Temple.

The 100,000 ancestors in the back mountain did not know where to go, and the mountain protection array was like a mad demon, trapping all the Qinglian Daoists at the mountain gate for the first time.

The presiding officer and the elders of the Qinglian Temple immediately made a decision and let the disciples form a formation to frantically attack the mountain protection array, striving to break through the barrier and seek the truth behind the scenes.

But this big array is really so strong that it makes people desperate, every pattern, every prohibition, every array ambush, is so familiar and clear, but they just can't do anything about this natural mountain protection array.

"Who is this, are you joking with our Qinglian Temple?" muttered to himself with a gloomy face.

"It's not a joke, it's kind of like we're going to end up in the house. A Dharma Protector Elder's face was cold, and he said gloomily: "Shut the door and beat the dog, no one can escape...... It's a big deal, I just don't know what they're waiting for. ”

Outside the gate of Qinglian Temple, under the archway, the mountain keepers of this generation of Qinglian Temple are drunk Buddha and Taoist people lazily leaning on the pillar of the archway, two long legs are spread out lazily, carrying a wine gourd in the left hand, and comfortably pouring wine into the mouth.

Occasionally, he would look up at the mountain protection array above his head.

Occasionally, he would glance at the group of fellow disciples in the main hall in the distance.

It's just that his eyes are peaceful, without the slightest ripple fluctuation, as if all the changes in the outside world can't shock his heart.

The strong smell of wine dispersed, and the disciples of Qinglian Guan who were running from far and near, if they passed by nearby, they would bow respectfully to the drunken Buddha Taoist, and then act as if he didn't exist, what should he do, no one would consult or ask this ridiculously high ancestor for anything......

In fact, the big and small old Taoists of Qinglian Temple all know that this drunken Buddha Taoist person doesn't care about anything.

The mountain guard, the mountain guard, he is a sharp sword guarding the mountain gate in Qinglian Temple, if you don't provoke him, you will be harmless to people and animals;

Someone once privately commented - the mountain keeper of Qinglian Temple is drunk with Buddhism and Taoism, and his cultivation can be called the first of the Three Divine Sects!

This so-called first of the Three Divine Sects naturally counts those old immortals who have sealed themselves.

Hundreds of thousands of self-enclosed old antiques are counted, and so many amazing geniuses of the Three God Sect are counted, and the cultivation of the Drunken Buddha Daoist can be called the first!

Blinking his eyes, the drunken Buddha secretly raised the little finger of his right hand.

'Snort'.

An extremely bright, 10,000 times brighter than lightning, a cyan sword light was only the thickness of a leek, a foot long, and pierced the sky with a sharp and subtle sound of breaking through the air.

The sword light flashed, and it slashed heavily on the mountain protection array of Qinglian Temple.

The mountain protection array shook a faint ripple, and then the sword qi dissipated.

The Drunken Buddha Taoist was stunned, then sighed and shook his head. Hundreds of thousands of Daoist formations of the Water and Fire Hall and the Thunder Hall couldn't shake the slightest array, and they were actually slightly shocked by a sword light in his hand, which showed the strength of this sword light.

"However, the people who changed the Qinglian View Great Array are even more terrifying. The drunken Buddha Taoist muttered to himself: "God King...... That is, the supreme power to shoot. ”

Squinting his eyes, the drunken Buddha grinned: "But, what do you care about me?"

"You're all leeks...... Just wait for the sickle to cut. ”

"They're ready to cut leeks, and none of you can escape. ”

The drunken Buddha Taoist spat out a strong sip of wine, and a strange and complicated expression flashed on his face that had been indifferent.

Hatred, entanglement, fear, longing......

A few innocent and cute little Taoist children with double buns on their heads cautiously ran out of the gate of Qinglian Temple, panting and carrying a few big wine gourds, ran to the side of the drunken Buddha Taoist, and put the wine gourd beside him.

"Old Ancestor, our Mountain Protection Array, what's wrong?" a red-skinned little Taoist asked the Drunken Buddha Daoist very carefully.

"I heard other little ancestors say, we are, trapped by a strong enemy?" a little Taoist boy who was born white and pink asked the drunken Buddha Taoist in a low voice.

The drunken Buddha was silent.

Another cute and pretty female Taoist boy waved her little fist vigorously: "But our Qinglian Guan is so strong, we are not afraid of any enemy, right?"

The drunken Buddha Taoist glanced at the little girl, slapped her on the buttocks, and shouted softly: "You have eaten a few bowls of white rice, what do you know? The frog at the bottom of the well, I don't know how thick the sky is, and the Qinglian view is very strong? Hmph!"

"Go, go, go, don't delay the old Taoist drinking......" The drunken Buddha Taoist seemed to catch a glance at the chickens and drove away a few little Taoist children.

Looking at the backs of a few little Taoist children running wildly, the drunken Buddha Taoist smiled slightly, and then his smile suddenly froze.

Qinglian view is very strong?

Fart!

If it weren't for the Sui Dynasty's Flintfire Legend Array, there would be a respectable existence among the three or five demons and monsters, and the Qinglian Temple would be slaughtered.

If you put it in ...... Put it in ......

The face of the Drunken Buddha Taoist twitched violently, he gritted his teeth, looked up at the sky, his realization seemed to penetrate the thick atmosphere of the Mu Continent, all the way through the extremely high and extremely high heavenly dome, through the infinite void that enveloped the entire Mu Continent, through the 'primordial fetal membrane of God' outside the black and infinite void, and penetrated the immeasurable Hongmeng world in the outside world......

It was as if he had seen the vastness of the ......

God's Domain World!

"My ......" The drunken Buddha choked on a sip of old wine into his trachea, and he coughed violently a few times, coughing so much that tears came out.

"It's been a long time......"

The drunken Buddha Taoist muttered to himself: "Frightened, the punishment of reincarnation for a hundred lifetimes, hehe, hehe!"

Attacked by hundreds of thousands of Daoists in the Thundering Palace, the mountain protection array of Qinglian Temple, which was still not moving at all, was about a hundred feet beside the Drunken Buddha Daoist, and the large array quietly cracked a gap, Pei Feng, who was wearing a black battle armor and was wrapped in a faint layer of black demonic flames, pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist with his right hand, and walked in with light steps.

Behind Pei Feng, a blood-colored robe was blazing like burning plasma, and the fierce light in his eyes was full of anticipation, and his gaze was as solid as substance, and he could turn into a blood prison that could be turned into a blood prison of hundreds of millions of swords to destroy all living beings at any time, and it also floated in silently.

The Drunken Buddha Taoist woke up suddenly, his body shook, he dropped the wine gourd in his hand, and appeared out of thin air in front of Pei Feng and the Blood Prison.

Three blue, more than a foot long flying swords were suspended in front of the Drunken Buddha Daoist, the sword was uncertain, and the wisps of sword intent turned into sharp Dao patterns visible to the naked eye, and quickly spread around.

In an instant, the surrounding area was covered by wisps of sword patterns that looked like substance.

The sword pattern is like crystal glass, turning into a sharp crystal glass cover, completely surrounding this hundred zhang void.

The body of the Drunken Buddha Daoist was also filled with immeasurable sword intent, his body became translucent, and only one after another sword light flowed back and forth in his body, and countless sword rays were intertwined, condensing into a sword mark the size of a human head between his chest and abdomen, between the virtual and the real.

The faceless Buddha of the Red Lotus Temple, after the enlightenment and the killing of the Black Wind King, suddenly penetrated, and the mood was rapidly raised, which condensed a half-virtual and half-real half-finished Buddha seal.

And in such a scene as the Drunken Buddha Daoist, he should have condensed this sword mark many years ago.

It's just that like the Faceless Buddha, some of the spirit of the Drunken Buddha Daoist is hindered by the laws of this side of the world and cannot be completely integrated, so this sword seal is only half virtual and half real, and it cannot be completely condensed.

"Pei Feng Niangniang...... Blood Hell King!" The Drunken Buddha Daoist's eyes spewed out sword light several zhang long, and his voice became extremely sharp and cold: "The two of you are uninvited...... This mountain protection array is the handiwork of the Martial King?"

Pei Feng applauded lightly, stared at the Drunken Buddha Daoist and chuckled: "It's really smart, yes, this mountain protection array is our family's Wu Tie's means." ”

The Blood Prison was behind Pei Feng, and he whistled softly.

The drunken Buddha Daoist's body was full of holes, and the Taoist robe with traces left by the wine floated lightly, he looked at Pei Feng, and said solemnly: "Do you want to destroy my Qinglian lineage?"

Pei Feng looked at the drunken Buddha Taoist with a smile: "What Wu Tie thinks, I don't care...... My mission is for you. ”

The drunken Buddha Taoist was silent for a while: "Old Dao, just an old drunkard who has no intention of the world, Pei Feng Niangniang's status is noble, and I ...... old way."

"Modest, too modest...... Hee-hee!"

The treacherous laughter was like a slippery slug, and it suddenly burrowed into the ears of the drunken Buddha.

The body of the Drunken Buddha Taoist twitched, and he frowned, "Who is it?"

Misty smiled, wearing a crimson official uniform of the former chief eunuch of the Sui court, and walked in with a flattering face. He first bowed deeply to Pei Feng flatteringly, and then bowed cautiously to the awe-inspiring Blood Prison with murderous intent.

Only then did he straighten up, his flattering smile disappeared, and the majesty and sacredness on his face suddenly appeared.

"Hyun Tsuki...... Do you remember, that name?"

On the mist's body, an extremely noble bloodline coercion faintly spread.

The Drunken Buddha Daoist condensed the sword intent like a substance, and it shook for a while, almost shattering out of thin air. He looked at the mist in shock, his body staggered back a few steps, and his waist subconsciously bent, and he was about to bow to the mist.

But soon, as soon as the waist bent down less than ten degrees, the drunken Buddha Taoist straightened his waist very slowly little by little.

The loose sword intent condensed, the sword light in his eyes became more and more fierce, and the breath of his body was like an iceberg for thousands of years, and the drunken Buddha Taoist stared at the mist deadly, and said word by word: "Conspiracy Protoss...... God-King bloodline. ”

Misty roared in a low voice of annoyance, "Wisdom Protoss!

The Drunken Buddha Daoist stared at the fog deadly: "The bloodline of the God King, but it is only the cultivation of the middle god general, hehe, with the strength of the old Dao now in the half-step God King Realm, one sword can be killed...... Get down on your knees, or ......"

Mist's legs suddenly weakened, and he almost fell to his knees.

It's true, he's not good at head-to-head confrontation with people. The Drunken Buddha Daoist's fierce sword intent had already soaked his body, and in the face of the Drunken Buddha Daoist who was determined by his heart, the mist had no confidence at all.

Drunken Buddha Daoist can really cut him with a sword.

Moreover, the information that the fog was easy to find out told him that this drunken Buddha Taoist was really not afraid of slashing him with a sword.

So, the mist quickly shrank behind Pei Feng, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty Pei Feng, this is Hyun Huan, the bloodline of the high-level god of the Ice Spirit God Clan, and she believes in the glacier goddess of the Ice Spirit God Clan's glacier god system......

With a dry cough, the mist said softly: "Long before that large-scale reincarnation erosion plan, about 300,000 years ago, Hyun Hao also injured him with a sword because he rejected the courtship of a descendant of a high god king...... Unspeakable key ...... The God-King descendant punished her...... Reincarnation for a hundred lifetimes, and a hundred generations are all men. ”

The body shuddered, and the mist muttered: "The memory of the soul and the emotional outlook are all women, but the body is a man...... Tsk, what a terrible experience!"

Shaking his head, Mist said softly, "It is especially important that Hyun's lover, her true lover, was completely annihilated by that God King descendant...... He wants to punish her, and as a man for the rest of his life, he will miss his lover forever, but he can only indulge in endless despair and regret. ”

The three flying swords suspended in front of the Drunken Buddha Daoist violently vibrated violently, constantly emitting an extremely high-pitched and sharp sword sound.

His face turned pitch black as ink, and he roared hoarsely towards the mist: "Report your god's name, no matter which one of the conspiracy gods you are, I will definitely kill you!"

Pei Feng shook his head: "Drunken Buddha, no, Hyun Xuan, do you want to restore the body of a woman......?" Revenge?"