Chapter 251: The Immortal Dao Dispute

Since the imperial court has set its sights on this golden pill of Qingyang Daoist.

Then no matter what, I have no choice but to go and deal with the catastrophe.

And for Huijue, the opportunity to break the catastrophe is only at that time.

Regardless of the calamity.

He only needs to kill the Qingyang Dao people and destroy his soul and true spirit.

Destroy the Yin Dan and Yang Dan in the hands of the Qingyang Dao people.

The catastrophe will naturally cease to exist.

Of course, you may only get one chance.

A large number of masters gathered in a place hundreds of miles near the Qiushui Palace.

For the time being, no one dares to go deeper.

The people who trespassed at will have already died inside.

The remnants and obsessions of the palace master of Qiushui Palace are still there.

Without waiting for the real master to make a move, kill her remnant soul, anyone who approaches is a dead end.

Although the palace master of Qiushui Palace is dead.

Only remnants and obsessions remain.

But after all, she almost became an immortal.

Where is the average person can provoke.

But at this time, a Buddha's light swept across the sky and came from the west.

The golden light dyed the western sky with a layer of gold leaf.

The Buddha's light is vast, and he goes straight to the Qiushui Palace!

Seeing this scene, the masters who were waiting for a hundred miles away from the Qiushui Palace all looked tense.

"There is a great power of Buddhism coming!"

"My good man, the Buddha's light reflects half of the sky, more than 300 miles!"

"I don't know who this one is?"

"I don't know, but this person's cultivation is profound, but I'm afraid that he is definitely a master of the Immortal Dao level. ”

The Buddha's light swept into the sky, falling straight towards the Qiushui Palace.

At the top of the mountain where the Qiushui Palace is located, it is a fairy blossom rising in the sky.

In the background of the immortals, there is a light and shadow of the palace shirt and feather coat.

She was dressed in plain clothes, with a jade crown on her head, and a sword wheel on her back, standing on the mountain peak.

The long silver hair fluttered, half of his face was crazy, and half of his face was demented.

From the sword wheel behind her, all kinds of sword lights bloomed, and one after another sword lights rippled out, as if they wanted to disturb the sky.

The palace master of the Autumn Water Palace!

"Born just a shepherdess!"

"Zhiqi dares to cultivate immortals!"

"Even if it's a ghost today!"

"Don't let the sky bear me!"

Obviously there was only one remnant soul left, but she shouted loudly!

With her words, from behind her, in the sword wheel, a fairy sword sonorously came out!

The sword light of the fairy sword rotates, and it has the intention of destroying the sky.

"Kill!"

She looked up to the sky and roared.

The terrifying sword light blasted up into the sky, colliding fiercely with the Buddha light that fell from the sky.

In an instant, in the intertwining of sword light and Buddha light, a huge golden giant palm and a fairy sword collided I don't know how many times.

The fairy sword and the Buddha's palm clashed, and the aftermath of the two alone shattered all the surrounding clouds.

The majesty of the sword qi and the Buddha's way is wanton, shrouding more than a hundred miles.

Hundreds of miles away, those waiting martial arts masters and Xuandao masters all had drastic changes in their faces.

"It's terrifying. ”

"Both of them are masters of the Immortal Dao Level. ”

On a low mountain peak.

A young man with an ancient sword on his back looked at the fierce battle in the sky, and his face changed slightly.

Behind him, there was a strange little girl with pigtails who looked to be only seven or eight years old.

The little girl also looked up at the sky.

Buddha Light and Sword Light fought fiercely, but it was obvious that although the Sword Light was sharp, it was quickly suppressed by Buddha Light.

"The old ghost woman is really insidious, everyone is dead, only the remnants of the soul are left, and she still thinks about pitting people. ”

"With her cultivation, I'm afraid she can suck everyone up for three hundred miles. ”

"But she deliberately didn't trigger it, pretending to be weak, afraid that she wanted to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, waiting for the opportunity to suck a big one to recover her vitality!"

Saying this, she smiled gloating again,

"But this monk is even more outrageous, and he doesn't know where the old monster came from, let him touch the moldy head of the old ghost woman, just right!"

"The old ghost woman is a bald donkey, a perfect match!"

In the south of the Autumn Water Palace, on a small roadside pavilion.

A sloppy Taoist priest hung his head.

On his back, with three swords on his back and a wine gourd in his hand, he fell asleep like this.

He was dozing off, and there were snot bubbles in his nose.

But from his body, inadvertently, it seemed to exude a stream of immortal flowers.

The fairy blossoms ripple.

Like a halo, the pavilion was enveloped.

In the sky, the two immortal masters fought fiercely, and the aftermath swept over, but was blocked by Xianhua.

At the bottom of the pavilion, there stood a man and two women, all of whom looked young.

The young man was handsome and dashing, carrying a long sword on his back, looking up at the sky,

"Hey, master, look, they're fighting!"

On the young man's side, the two girls also looked up at the sky.

One of them is weak and quiet, and the other is arrogant and heroic.

They are all beautiful embryos.

"It's a pity. ”

"If she was in her heyday, her cultivation was absolutely above the realm of land immortals, standing on the third step of the immortal path, but now, she is being pressed and beaten by this monk. ”

"The monk seems to be violent, but he should have just entered the immortal path. ”

"It's just that he touched the side of the half-immortal, and he can't even be considered a half-immortal, and Fan Siyin can't beat him. ”

The weak girl spoke.

"Wow, Sister Ling'er, how can you tell?"

The young man couldn't help but ask excitedly.

"This is a secret. ”

The girl covered her mouth and smiled, but turned to the drunken Taoist priest on the roof and said,

"Are you ready to make a move?"

"No, no, if the monk doesn't come, just arrest the old ghost woman Fan, and lock him in the demon suppression well to suppress the sword sect's qi vein. ”

"When the monk comes, it won't work. ”

"Forget about the others. ”

"This monk is a piece of, whoever touches him, who sticks to his hand. ”

The drunken Taoist priest was obviously snoring and sleeping, but his voice sounded from the hearts of the three of them.

"Master, why are you afraid of this monk?!"

"Didn't you say that with your skills, the world is so big, you can go free at will, just Leizhou, no one is put in your eyes?"

The young man was busy giving his master eye medicine.

His words fell, and the drunken Taoist priest, who was originally sleepy, opened one eye, glanced towards Tianshan, and cut in disdain.

"I didn't say that. ”

"The world is big, and there are countless capable people. ”

"Hmph. ”

"Even if it was the ugly-faced young man I met at the inn a few days ago, he seemed to be the same age as you, and in terms of swordsmanship alone, I was afraid that he was still above me. ”

"In this world, it is not terrible to be weak, but to be arrogant!"

"Besides, even if you win the monk, there are only five people in this vicinity who have entered the Immortal Dao. ”

"If I rob Fan Siyin, they will definitely wronged me, saying that I am obsessed with lust and interesting to an old woman like Fan Siyin, wouldn't this ruin my reputation?!"

"It's not a good deal, it's not a good deal. ”

With that, the drunken priest closed his eyes again.