"Bang"

The Great Bright Palm poured down, and the golden flames flew in the air, and it turned into a ball of palms and slammed into the ground, and the Seven Absolute Demons who couldn't dodge were slapped on the ground by the scorching giant palm, and they were involved in it.

Tianbang struck with all his might, so that all the elites of the Seven Peerless Sects brought by Zhang Chu this time were seriously injured.

Those who are unlucky will be shocked to death on the spot.

Zhang Chu was a little luckier.

Or rather, Yang Tao avoided him.

The powerful Great Light Palm did not hit him, making the Ye Luo Seven Absolute Knife that Zhang Chu swung out also empty.

The killing blades flew in all directions, slashing into the ground in the afterglow of the flames, splashing dust flying.

Let the firelight be more ethereal and more gorgeous.

"Uncle Tao, do you really want to do this?"

Zhang Chu's face was tangled.

He looked at Yang Tao who was smiling in front of him, and then looked at the seven peerless people behind him who were wailing, he was somewhat helpless, put away the knife in his hand, and said to Yang Tao:

"I'll leave with the doorman, okay?"

"Nope."

The head of the Holy Fire Sect looked indifferent, and he said:

"The old man promised me to teach the holy daughter, and the demon sect people on the north bank of the Yangtze River all have to die, and they can't escape one or two, so as not to break the old man's promise.

But you Zhang Chu is not among them, you can leave safely.

The several Dharma protectors and the 30,000 Holy Fire Elites that I said before are all under your command, and the old man will not break his promise, but don't take these people you brought.

With their orders, it is very cost-effective to exchange the peace of mind of the saint in my religion. ”

Yang Tao leaned on his gold-encrusted peach stick, and he twisted his beard and said:

"Anyway, you Seven Peerless Sect people do a lot of evil on weekdays, and if you die, you will die, and no one is wronged."

"Uncle Tao, you are also a member of my sect."

Zhang Chu was holding a knife, the light in his two-color pupils remained unchanged, and he said:

"Don't do it so badly."

"That was before."

Yang Tao raised his left hand, and another scorching flame stretched out over his five fingers.

Martial arts mastery, the Great Light Palm is ready to go, he replied softly:

"After tonight, the old man will no longer be a member of the Demon Sect, and the Holy Fire Sect will no longer be a member of the Demon Sect. After tonight, the word Demon Cult will not be there, so I will say two more.

Zhang Chuxiaoer, don't make noise with the old man.

Let you go, and you'll go.

Zhang Moxie is indeed here tonight, but for these things you do, if you have to stop the old man from fulfilling his promise, your father will not necessarily jump out to stop the old man from beating you up. ”

Zhang Chu was helpless, took two steps back, he looked at Yang Tao, and said:

"Uncle Tao is still complaining about me in my heart?"

This time, Yang Tao didn't answer immediately.

He just looked at Zhang Chu calmly.

After a few breaths, he casually slapped a palm, and the scorching palm wind rose again in the dark night, and slammed into the ground again, the flames soared into the sky, and disappeared in a flash, strangling all the remaining seven peerless sects.

In the drifting firelight, Yang Tao leaned on the peach stick and turned to leave.

As he staggered like a real old man, he said without looking back:

"How so?

The old man is an elder, how can he be as knowledgeable as you, a junior?

The flame that should be given to you has been used by the old man, and after a while, the flame will be delivered to you. The old man's love affair with you ends here.

In the future, you can do it yourself. ”

Saying he doesn't care.

But I actually care a lot.

But what can Zhang Chu do?

He knew in his own heart that it was he who played tricks in Luoyang and earned Yang Tao to participate in this quarrying rock, and now, his retribution is coming, Yang Tao killed the seven elite in front of him.

He couldn't even utter a disgruntled snort.

Although the Demon Sect acts, it is often not very reasonable.

But this time, the truth is really not on his side.

"What you Zhang Chu has done is not worthy of the hegemony in your heart!"

In Luoyang City that day, in front of the White Horse Temple, Shen Qiu's words once again rose in Zhang Chu's heart, making a shadow appear in the heart of the master of the Seven Peerless Sects.

He looked back at the Seven Absolute Elites who had died tragically behind him, and there was no special expression in his two-colored pupils.

There is not the slightest guilt or uneasiness.

As long as the contract of life and death is still there, as many as there are such people, as long as there are still people practicing martial arts, as long as someone still wants someone to take a shortcut, he Zhang Chu will never lack cannon fodder in his hands.

It's a pity, after thousands of calculations, I didn't count that Ren Hao was in a desperate situation, and he still had a means to reverse the situation.

It was this omission that buried the last chance for the entire Demon Sect to fight back.

"This trip to Jinling was not in vain."

Zhang Chumo rubbed his chin and threw away the knife in his hand casually, this is not a good knife, after the greedy wolf knife was taken away by Shen Qiu, he couldn't find a good knife for a while.

Fortunately, this Ye Luo Seven Absolute Sword is a stunt in the world, and it does not pay attention to the famous blade in order to exert its power.

He actually has a supreme twelve weapons in his hands.

It's a pity that the magic knife is evil, and Zhang Chu really doesn't want to touch it.

"Ren Hao Alliance Master, you really taught Zhang a good lesson, I was taught tonight."

Zhang Chu looked at the direction Yang Tao left, he bowed his hand, then turned around and sped away in another direction.

At this time, his father was competing with Ren Hao, and in the last battle, he decided to be the first in the world.

But Zhang Chu didn't want to see his father at this time.

This time he lost.

There is no light on the face.

It's not time yet.

When all his plans come true, when he sits on the authority of the world and his hegemony has been achieved, it is the time for him to meet his father again in a beautiful manner, and he will continue to work hard.

Until you don't embarrass your father.

"Huh?"

After Zhang Chufei swept out dozens of feet, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the other side.

He narrowed his eyes at the darkness of the ruined camp, and then stood on tiptoe and moved silently towards it.

He found something very "interesting".

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"I can't hold it!"

Dong Lingjun staggered to the ground.

He supported the standing wood of the camp tent that had been burned down most of it with one hand, and in the dark night, the old ghost of Penglai was trembling all over, and his body was damaged at a glance.

But more serious than the physical collapse is the sea of spiritual consciousness.

The superposition of the spirits of the three thousand-year-old ghosts has already made this toughest body in the martial arts show signs of collapse and dissociation.

"The meridians, acupuncture points are self-melting, and the dantian has already shown signs of cracking, and it can no longer be gathered in one place."

In the Dongling state of mind, Hongchen Jun said sharply:

"Dong Ling, go find a suitable body, otherwise the three of us will be destroyed here tonight!"

"Where can I find him?"

Dong Lingjun gritted his teeth and said:

"Ordinary physique, it is difficult to even carry us, with the standards of this thousand years later, the worst and worst are half a step of the heavenly list, and the body that is kept warm by true qi all year round can barely bear the weight of the soul.

In this chaotic place, where do you let Benjun go? ”

"You two are awesome mallets!"

Just brought out of the giant sword, the weak mountain mover also scolded:

"Isn't the ancestor prepared for such a big event? What the hell is going on with the two of you, that's how you coexisted and ran here? Thousands of years of sleep, can't even sleep your brain? ”

"Shut up! Move mountains! ”

Hongchen and Dongling scolded in unison.

The two of them really didn't want to mention the previous bad luck experience.

It's just that at this time, the three divine souls are entangled together, and they are all predecessors who have achieved cultivation thousands of years ago, and when they are entangled with each other, the memories of this body are almost shared.

After a few breaths, the moving mountain also figured out what happened.

Hongchen and Dongling are not unprepared.

Both of them had Heavenly Rank bodies to use, and they also brought seven half-step Heavenly Rank helpers, and when necessary, the seven martial artists who cultivated Penglai's secret method were their spare "tool people".

Judging from the standards of this era, two heavenly lists, plus seven half-step heavenly lists, are almost an invincible force in the world.

But who knows, Ren Hao's side brought them a big "surprise".

This is really no wonder that Hongchen and Dongling are plotting against each other.

They are well-informed.

But I've never seen this strange thing tonight.

"That mortal Ren Hao really has some ability."

Browsing through the memories of the collapsing body, she exclaimed:

"The Dao Tibetan Mind Method that has been passed on to his hands and feet, he can actually realize the method of reverse cultivation, and he will also achieve the yin and yang cycle in the body, which not only blocks you from extracting true qi, but also forces the two of you into a desperate situation through the technique of fighting for life.

It is even more rare to have a firm heart and a separation of life and death.

If it is placed in our era, this Ren Hao is also an absolute dragon and phoenix among people, and he will become a generation of immortals! ”

"Enough! Stop complimenting your opponents. ”

Hongchen Jun said gloomily:

"Think about how to solve this matter in front of you first, if this body also collapses, the three of us will really become lonely souls and wild ghosts, and there is no aura to replenish, once we lose the protection of our bodies, this heaven and earth will immediately squeeze out the only remaining aura of the three of us.

When the time comes, it will be the end of death in an instant... Well? Dongling? What are you doing? ”

Outside the body, Dong Lingjun swept forward a few feet.

He looked at the familiar headless corpse in front of him, and the head that was frozen into an ice lump a few feet away, and he rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

"Hongchen, you have cultivated the Hongchen Immortal Dao, and you are quite proficient in the matter of reincarnation, what do you think of this body?"

"The head is gone!"

When Hongchenjun heard the inquiry, he suddenly became angry, and he replied angrily:

"Benjun has the magic technique of reincarnation, but his body is mutilated, and there is no aura to use, how can you let Benjun fall into this headless corpse?"

"Reiki, yes!"

Dong Lingjun took off the cold jade pendant on his waist, and said:

"This cold qi comes from happiness, I will give it to you, refine it, turn it into pure aura, and you can use one or two magic methods to make this corpse heal, and it can also solve the dilemma of the three of us at this time."

Hongchenjun stopped talking.

He seemed to be thinking about it, and after a few breaths he said:

"It doesn't matter if you are here, but Dongling, you use your aura here, Ancestor, how will you explain when you go back?"

"Benjun brings back the mountain-moving fairy girl, and the ancestor will not punish him."

Dong Lingjun shook his head, and he said:

"Besides, the ancestor has not fully awakened at this time, we still have time, this monarch is on the southern side, and he has also made preparations in advance, you can rest assured, you will not miss the ancestor's important affairs."

"Good! That Benjun also gave it a go. ”

Hongchenjun quickly made a decision.

He said to Donglingjun and Qianshanjun:

"Two fellow Daoists don't have to wait for me, you go back to Penglai to recuperate first.

It takes time for Benjun to borrow the corpse to resurrect the soul, and Benjun has suffered such a big loss in the hands of these disobedient mortals this time, and Benjun is unwilling.

I want to use this happy identity to fight with them in this mortal world!

Dongling, you have arrangements in the Southern Dynasty, and this monarch will take the Northern Dynasty as the basis, and also plan well, after the ancestor wakes up, let's launch it together, and great things can be expected! ”

"Okay."

Dong Lingjun didn't bother, he immediately picked up his happy head, buckled it to the wound on his spine, and transferred Hongchenjun's soul to the corpse, and handed him the cold jade pendant.

Strange light continued to flow out of the jade perry.

This light is illusory, just like the cold moon in the sky, like flowing water waves, blooming a little light in the dark night, looking directly at the light, it seems that you can see the epitome of thousands of red dust.

Tens of millions of different lives are in flux,

Time seems to have stood still.

Thirty breaths later, the joy of being dead for a long time jerked his fingers, and as if in slow motion, he stretched out his hands, supported his crumbling head, and sat up from the ground.

He sat cross-legged on the spot, the ice on his head scattering little by little.

After several difficult and almost impossible breaths, he snorted at Dong Lingjun in front of him, who also returned Taoist etiquette, then turned and swept into the night, disappearing in an instant.

After a few more moments, "Happy" stood up from the ground.

Holding his head, he limped and walked into the distance.

In the strange afterimage brought out by the swaying of the Big Dipper overhead, the moonlight seemed to become brighter and brighter, and under the bright moon, the eyes of happiness blinked.

The originally gray eyes have turned into a warm black.

After he walked out of the twenty zhang, he stopped, turned his head sideways, and looked at the shadow under the moon, Zhang Chu was walking out of the shadow, a pair of eyes narrowed, in the heterochromatic pupils, full of guess and killing intent.

He is the son of Zhang Moxie, even if he is a big villain, but for these Penglai people, he also inherited his father's disgust.

In the hands of the clasped claws, there was already a Xuan True Qi reverberating endlessly.

"Slow!"

Seeing Zhang Chu coming with killing intent, Hongchen Jun raised his hand and stopped Zhang Chu from stepping forward.

He looked at Zhang Chu and said:

"We can cooperate, Master Zhang Chumen wants to achieve hegemony, right? That seat will give you the identity of the national teacher of the Northern Dynasty, under this person and above 10,000 people.

What do you think of the efforts to help you succeed? ”

"Okay."

Zhang Chu opened his eyes, and his heterochromatic eyes were full of laughter, and the killing intent on his body also dissipated.

It seemed that he had really agreed to this condition, and when he took two steps forward, Hongchen Jun suddenly mobilized the cold qi on his body.

The cold ice flew away, turning into a clear ice sword, and the red dust sword style was raised, shooting out towards Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu's reaction was faster.

At the beginning of the Red Dust Sword Style, there were killing blades rushing to the face.

In the end, it was just borrowed from the corpse to return the soul, the fit between the soul and the body was too poor, and the red dust sword style that directly hit the heart didn't even exert thirty percent of the power, and it was shattered by the killing intent blade.

The barely healed head was split open again, but Hongchenjun stretched out his hands, deftly scooped them in his hands, and pressed them back down his spine.

But Zhang Chu's fingers were already between the eyebrows of this head.

Hongchenjun learned a posture that is common to countless worlds without a teacher.

He raised his hands and signaled that he had thrown in the towel.

"Penglai people, I don't need you to give me conditions."

Zhang Chu looked at the thousand-year-old ghost in front of him, and he said softly:

"I'll take what I want."

"I'm sure you're not going to kill me, are you?"

Hongchenjun was also fearless in his eyes, he held his crumbling head with both hands, and said:

"You want Benjun to work for you?"

"You don't want to?"

Zhang Chu pressed the fingers on his happy cold forehead a little harder, Hongchenjun shrugged his shoulders, and said:

"Why not? Our goal is the same. ”

"At least now."