Zhang Jianyi is a leader in the Dao Sect, his cultivation qualifications are against the sky, and he is never below me, he can break through to the demigod realm under the ripples of my enlightenment, which is indeed something I never expected.

"Senior Brother Zhang Jianyi seems to have felt the meaning of the sword movement!" Someone exclaimed.

The meaning of the sword movement, only when the swordsmanship is practiced to the extreme, it can be felt, as the so-called sword cold shines in Kyushu, a sword moves, then Kyushu moves, for generations, only the ancient sword with the sword of the sage can feel the meaning of the sword.

"No, it's just a sword momentum." Zhang Jianyi didn't want to pay attention to it, and explained simply.

"The sword momentum is also one of the manifestations of supernatural power, Senior Brother Zhang Jianyi really deserves to be the first genius in the world!" Someone continued to slap the horse.

The realm of the sword can be divided into sword moves, sword momentum, and sword intent.

Therefore, the sword moves are complete, that is, all the sword styles he has practiced are completed, and the sword moves are complete, that is, they are complete, like Zhang Jianyi, although he is a master of the sword, but his sword moves are not perfect, and the swordsmanship he practiced is the thirteen tricks of the sword, it is said that he only practiced the ninth style half a year ago, and there are still four styles to be perfected, and the sword moves are not perfect to appreciate the sword momentum, and it is obviously also a genius.

Right now, I have entered the realm of channeling gods, and the limit of my divine consciousness has skyrocketed, from the original fifteen miles to fifty miles, and if I expand my divine consciousness to the limit, I can reach a maximum of one hundred miles!

The ripples of my enlightenment faded and I opened my eyes and stood up.

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar came from behind me, and the old qilin jumped down from the outskirts of the valley to attack me.

This old unicorn has no unicorn beads and no heart, although pitiful, but the Daomen has always been the weak and the strong, it is one of the four ancient spirits, comparable to the gods, has long had the wisdom of people, wants eternal life, and feeds on people, if it gets the unicorn beads, it is bound to kill us all, besides, even if the unicorn beads are returned to it, there are bound to be other people who want to hunt it.

Animals are always animals, no matter how smart and capable they are, in the face of all kinds of skilled craftsmen and strange people in the world, everything that endangers human beings will inevitably perish.

This old unicorn has tenacious vitality, it is worthy of being one of the four great spirits of ancient times, a natural supreme divine beast, even if it was robbed of the inner pill and the heart, it did not die, at this time its eyes were blood-red, and it became a little sluggish, obviously, if there was no unicorn bead, it would also have problems.

If it hadn't been for the fact that it had just woken up after sleeping in the underground palace of the King of Xuan for thousands of years, there was not one in a hundred divine powers, and it was simply impossible to snatch its unicorn bead and hunt his heart, I am afraid that it would have to be killed by someone of the level of the master and the senior brother!

At the moment, the old Qilin has a hateful gaze and pursues me closely, with my current ability, it is difficult to kill it, and it will definitely be difficult to sleep in the future, so I sighed, and had to destroy it with the power of the left eye of the human emperor.

I put my finger on my left eye, my finger moved away, the barrier broke, and three plum blossom marks loomed around the pupil, but behind the unicorn, two people suddenly appeared.

They all wore masks of different colors, and both of them wore light robes, one with the word "sacred" written on the back of the robe, and the other with the word "Buddha" written on the back.

I hurriedly closed my left eye, only to see the two of them appear, jumped up, fell to both sides of the old unicorn, both of them output their left hands at the same time, their left hands each wrote strange words I have never seen, the two palms are facing each other, a circle of barriers appear around the old unicorn.

The old unicorn roared angrily, trying to break free from the barrier between the two, the two of them did not move, chanting incantations in their mouths, the old unicorn's eyes changed, becoming more and more frightened, it crashed into the barrier very frantically, and the head broke and the blood flowed non-stop!

The next moment, the old qilin suddenly aimed at one of them and opened its huge mouth, and a terrifying roar of ghosts and gods came out, and the barrier broke instantly.

The unicorn roared, and the howling sound shook the mountains and rivers, the mountains and rocks collapsed, and the trees shattered.

I thought that the "saint" standing in the murderous sound wave of the unicorn roar would die instantly, but he just stretched out a hand in front of him, and the sound wave blew his robe into a hunting sound, swinging straight back, but he didn't do anything!

Not only me, but everyone around me who saw it, even the old unicorn was shocked and couldn't believe it!

"If there is a Qilin Pill, the shock wave of this Qilin Roar can even kill the demigods, and even pose a threat to the old monsters of the Immortal Realm, the four ancient spirits really live up to their reputation."

"Saint" said, and took out a vial from his bosom, which looked like an ordinary glass bottle, unremarkable, and contained a handful of hair that was not just a living being.

When the old unicorn saw the hair in the vial, he was instantly frightened and retreated sharply.

Even limbs are weak and shaky!

"Buddha" took the opportunity to take out a pocket, blew at the pocket, and pointed at the old unicorn's fart. As soon as the stock was pocketed, the old unicorn was put into his pocket.

The old unicorn struggled desperately and roared in the pocket of the "Buddha", and the "Buddha" laughed softly and patted it lightly on the pocket a few times, and the old unicorn quickly quieted down.

After the two of them caught the old unicorn, they were about to leave, when suddenly a voice stopped: "Slow down, two of you." ”

"Sheng" and "Buddha" turned around and said nothing, but their eyes were frightened, and they seemed to be a little unhappy with others stopping him.

A white-haired old man said: "This unicorn is the four ancient spirits, belonging to my Daomen, this time into the palace of the king of Xu, it is the credit of my Wudang, you two without permission, the unicorn beast was captured, it is inevitable that I don't take my Wudang in my eyes!" ”

This Wudang elder is a master in the late stage of the Tongshen Realm, and at the moment, there are hundreds of Wudang disciples, and more than half of them have entered the Tongshen Realm, so he is not afraid of the two people who suddenly appear when he speaks.

"Saint" and "Buddha" glanced at each other, and then looked at Elder Wudang, only to see the slightly chubby "Buddha" blow a little, and at a distance of dozens of meters, the Elder Wudang immediately screamed, his skin cracked, his flesh and blood festered, and soon the corpse was on the spot, frightening the people around him to flee.

"You guys!" Zhang Jian immediately drew his sword.

"A sword is indispensable!" Another Wudang elder next to Zhang Jianyi hurriedly slapped Zhang Jianyi's sword back.

"Sheng" snorted lightly, glanced at Zhang Jianyi lightly, and said coldly: "The qualifications are not bad, but it's a pity that Wudang's unpopular sect restricts your development, after Zhang Sanfeng, Wudang is full of people who deceive the name and steal the world, and in this generation, there is no one to support the façade, and when you practice the thirteen tricks of the sword one day, maybe my master will consider cultivating you." ”

"Your Excellency has a big breath, to practice the entire set of sword thirteen techniques, at least you have to be in the late stage of the demigod realm, and even the immortal realm, does your master still want to cultivate people in the immortal realm?" Elder Wudang said.

"Sheng" laughed, looked at each other with "Buddha", turned around, and quickly disappeared in front of everyone.

"The great world is coming, the demigods are just a joke, the ants don't know the power of the eagle, and the frog at the bottom of the well will think that the sky is only as big as the mouth of the well, and the god organization is about to reappear in the Daomen......"

"God Organization?" I wondered in my heart, I had never heard of such an organization in the Dao Gate, but the people in this organization were too evil, just now these two people, I couldn't detect the fluctuations of their Dao Qi at all, it was probably really the Immortal Realm!

Now that I have entered the Psychic Realm, my strength has skyrocketed, but many people recognize me, so I quickly disappeared into the valley.

That night, after eating with Xiao Wu, Haozi, and Nangong Xie in a nearby town, I changed our outfits and quietly followed behind the four major sects.

I have to say that the four major sects are indeed profound, even if the disciples of each sect were killed by me on Maoshan Mountain, for them, it still doesn't seem painful, and as soon as they go out, they bring more than a hundred and ten mouthfuls, so that other small sects dare to be angry but dare not speak.

Ma Santong is now a rebel and a relative, he used to be the guardian of Buzhou Villa, and Buzhou Villa has a good relationship with the Qingcheng faction, so when he went back, he went back with the people of Qingcheng Mountain, and promised Yu Ya to be the guest elder of the Qingcheng faction.

After the four major sects parted ways, they each rushed back to their own sects by car.

A group of four of us followed the Qingcheng faction from a distance, and in the evening, a minibus at the head of the row suddenly burst a tire, and several drivers vomited collectively.

My eyes gleamed red, and I secretly controlled everything.

Yu Ya scolded a few words, and asked the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain to get off the bus one after another and walk to the nearby town to take the car again.

There were more than 100 of them, all of them carrying long swords and wearing beautiful cyan robes, and they were heroic, talking and laughing all the way.

Until they saw me under a big tree.