Kong has great strength, but in the face of Li Zhiqiu, who is extremely fast, fearless of Dao Law, invulnerable, and like a monster, several Jindan stage cultivators have no effective way, and they feel extremely aggrieved.

"Old Kim, let's go."

Seeing the figure galloping in the sky, the Ziyang Dao people who noticed the actions of the major factions seemed to know the outcome of the matter, their faces were like ashes, and the whole person fell into a cold.

After coming back to his senses, the Ziyang Daoist shouted to his old friend on the side, and flew towards the other party with a resolute heart, the blood-colored purple sword flashing with incomparably bright light.

Sword cultivators, indomitable, can achieve the avenue.

At this moment, a purple light seemed to break through the boundaries of space and instantly appeared beside Li Zhiqiu.

The incomparably brilliant light amazed everyone and blinded all beings.

Entering the sword with your body is a shortcut.

After experiencing the scene just now, the Ziyang Dao people who had been afraid and retreated knew that they had demons in their hearts. For him, who specializes in swordsmanship, even if he gets rid of the other party, I'm afraid that he will stop at the realm of Jindan in this life. This is undoubtedly a big blow to the Ziyang Dao people who have always pursued the ultimate of the sword, and the meaning of life seems to have been lost.

On the contrary, the gilded Taoist people who have learned a lot will not fall into the demons in their hearts, and after this catastrophe, they may not have greater achievements when they go back to cultivate their lives.

And knowing the other party's roots, the Ziyang Dao people knew that this matter would not be good, and he understood why the two Dao Dao let the heavy treasure fall into the hands of the other party so easily, and the two Dacheng stage real people who wanted to come to Zhengyi and the Heavenly Master Dao already knew the identity of the other party. To make the two Dao so scruples, and to see Li Zhiqiu's ability with their own eyes, the people of Ziyang Dao would not think that the Zombie God Clan was just a legend.

Whether you can kill the other party or not. He's going to hide like a mouse. As a lineage of kendo. The people of Ziyang Dao will never allow themselves to live so bleakly. If sooner or later you are going to die, why do you need to be so wretched.

Immersed in the sword path for more than 200 years, the Ziyang Dao people naturally have their unique ability to press the bottom of the box, that is, to enter the sword with their bodies.

Infuse all the essence and spirit into the natal sword weapon, break through the limitations of the realm in an instant, and reach the threshold of the sword.

The Word, the will of heaven.

Kendo, the ultimate of the sword.

Only where the Tao is comprehended. Only then can you step through the void and become an immortal. It can be said that only monks in the Tribulation Period can comprehend the true meaning of the Dao, and they can be called cultivators, and the rest can only be called immortal cultivators. Of course, there are also some geniuses who comprehend the meaning of the Tao early, but they are all ancient generations of immortals. In an era like today's when the Tao is not clear, even if the monks of the Tribulation Period who have comprehended the meaning of the Dao, they can only nest in a cave to delay the passage of life. Waiting for the opening of the Heavenly Dao again.

In short, regardless of whether the cultivation of the Ziyang Dao people at this time was still in the Jindan period. The moment he stepped into the sword, the strength he exerted was definitely comparable to the blow of a Tribulation Monk.

It can be said that at this moment, the Ziyang Dao people, the monks of the Dacheng period are afraid to avoid them when they see them.

The price is......

"Old sheep..."

When he saw the amazing strength of his old friend, the gilded Dao man's eyes widened angrily, and his heart was full of infinite grief and indignation. After entering the cave house left by their predecessors for two hundred years, the gilded Dao people certainly knew the price paid by the Ziyang Dao people for entering the sword.

The way of the sword is now, and the spirit is scattered.

That's the price of life.

"I'll take the test."

Looking at the purple sword that came to him in the blink of an eye, Li Zhiqiu only had time to curse secretly, and before he even had time to react, the whole person flew out as if he had been hit hard.

It hurts, and the bones all over my body are shattered.

This was the only thought in Li Zhiqiu's mind, and even he had a feeling of death the moment he was hit.

It's just too strong.

An incomparably severe pain came from all over his body, and the sound of the whirring wind resounded in Li Zhiqiu's ears, and he could be regarded as experiencing the feeling of a person who had just been knocked away by him.

"Bang ......"

The continuous impact sound sounded, and Li Zhiqiu's figure quickly walked through the woods, and where he passed, all the trees that had grown for hundreds of years were broken off at the waist, bringing up the branches and leaves in the sky.

I don't know how many trees were broken, and as soon as the scene in front of Li Zhiqiu stopped, he saw several golden lights rushing towards him, and the most conspicuous was a huge golden seal.

Seeing that Li Zhiqiu was frustrated, how could the rest of the Jindan Stage Cultivators who had been aggrieved enough before let go of such a good opportunity, the golden seal with the power of restraint took the lead in locking Li Zhiqiu, and the other golden ring suddenly rose to dozens of times, and the power of the two magic weapons quickly suppressed the space around him.

At this time, the magic weapon of the Jindan period monk exerted its true power.

With its body, it communicates heaven and earth, and presents the power of the law.

It can be called a magic weapon.

"Hehe..."

After Li Zhiqiu was knocked away, the purple sword weapon stayed in mid-air, and the figure of the Ziyang Daoist reappeared, his face was ruddy, his eyes were shining, and he looked extremely full of energy.

Glancing at the young monk who was suppressed by the combination of several magic weapons, the Ziyang Daoist let out an inexplicable laugh, either mocking, excited, or helpless.

"Old sheep..."

Instead of killing Li Zhiqiu, the pale-faced gilded Daoist came to his friend's side, his eyes full of pain.

“……”

Facing the old friend who had been friends for hundreds of years, the Ziyang Daoist opened his mouth, but he didn't make any sound.

The purple sword weapon, which had already been overwhelmed, collapsed in an instant, and the entire body of the Ziyang Daoist turned into pieces of crystal shards in a silent silence, floating in the air.

The moment he disappeared, the face of the Ziyang Daoist was actually with a satisfied smile, and it can be said that he was lucky to be able to comprehend the extreme of the sword at the last moment of his life, but the price was too great.

The moment he entered the sword, the spirit of the Ziyang Dao people reached the peak state of this life, allowing the purple sword, which was no more than a medium magic weapon, to burst out with a power comparable to the blow of a Tribulation Period monk. However, after the explosion, the spirit that was integrated into the sword weapon would be annihilated the moment the sword weapon was broken.

"Brother..."

Stretched out his hand over, but only touched a faint trace of warmth, and the face of the gilded Taoist who had always greeted people with a smile was covered with tears at the moment.

His parents, brothers, and relatives have long been gone, and the descendants who left behind do not know his existence, and the only concern of the gilded Daoist is this friend who has never left him for more than 200 years, but now in order to leave him a glimmer of life, he does not hesitate to sacrifice his life, so how can he not be sad.

Holding the only trace of warmth with a single fist, the gilded Taoist didn't even look at the young monk who was besieged by several magic weapons, stepped on the golden cone, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the sky.

At the last moment of the Ziyang Daoist, the gilded Daoist clearly knew what the other party was going to say, that is......

Let's go.

Thank you for the boring monkey children's shoes monthly pass, thank you for the big ones who are chasing it, the recent update of the Yangtze River is indeed a little weak, I can only say sorry here, and please forgive me. (To be continued......)