Lu Zhou could clearly feel that the red light on the unnamed sword had become a little stronger.

The length seems to have increased a bit.

Grade?

Luzhou does not have a clear concept.

He raised his hand, his mind moving slightly.

The unnamed sword flew back into the palm of his hand under his command.

Again, the mind moved slightly.

The unnamed sword turned into a black stone...... Again into hammers, knives, halberds...... and other weapons.

It's a pity...... Only when the unnamed sword becomes a sword, will it be surrounded by that strange inscription energy.

The sword form is much stronger than the other forms.

"This weapon...... It's nowhere near what it should be?"

But now is not the time to study the unknown.

Lu Zhou put away the unnamed sword.

Look around.

It's quiet...... It's even a little frighteningly quiet.

After making sure that the surroundings are safe.

Lu Zhou slowly fell.

A little bit of a thought...... This time, I lost two invulnerables in vain, and I didn't earn any merit at all.

He looked at the Seven Peerless Formations on the ground, and it had indeed lost its luster, and there was no trace of movement.

Odd.

Lu Zhou walked in the direction of the magic sword.

The original tombstone was shattered and there was nothing but eight broken chains and debris scattered all over the ground.

There were only a few swords on the ground, which were not destroyed.

Of course, the swords that can survive this battle are naturally good swords.

Not far away......

The injured cultivators got up one after another and kowtowed towards Luzhou.

It's a real kowtow, a bang.

"Thanks to the old-timers!"

"Thank you, Master!"

"Reborn parents, bow to me. ”

[Ding, receive a pious bow from 15 people, and gain 150 merit points.] 】

Hearing this prompt, Lu Zhou couldn't laugh or cry.

The old man's road to doing good is long, and his cultivation is far away......

The cultivators of the four famous sects are basically dead. The rest of these are all small sects, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

Lu Zhou came to the side of the magic sword......

Just mobilized a breath of vitality -

The monk suddenly flipped in the air and got up...... Double knots are sealed, fluttering and blooming.

His eyes widened and he looked around.

When he saw the scene around him, his face was full of disbelief.

What happened?

How long has it been, the Seven Absolute Formations are gone, and the magic sword is lying on the ground?

His brain hurt a little.

Memories came back to his mind in an instant.

He remembered. He's here to take the magic sword...... In the course of the battle, he was knocked down by the magic sword and fell.

Fortunately, he has the Buddha rosary to protect him.

Didn't get that fatal blow.

"Is that you?" Kongyuan's expression turned from surprise to anger.

"Empty and far away......" Luzhou stroked his beard.

"No one wants to touch the old man's things. No matter what method you use to break the Seven Absolute Formations...... This magic sword must be taken away. "Kongyuan didn't know anything about what had just happened.

"Oh?"

I don't know why, Lu Zhou is looking forward to and happy about Kongyuan's survival.

Kong Yuan raised his palm and said, "Old donor...... I'm grateful that you've been able to crack the Seven Battles. Only those who have the power are qualified to take such a sword. ”

The double knot seal rippled.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said: "The old man said that Zen is Zen, and the devil is the devil...... Zen that has fallen into the devil is not a true Zen ......"

"You're teaching the old man to practice?"

Kong Yuan laughed, did not remove the double knot seal, and showed a disapproving expression, "The Demon Zen of Zuo Xin Zen is just a child's house, how can it be compared to Lao Gao." In this world, only the old man can cultivate the Demon Zen...... The old man is called the second Demon Zen, who dares to call it the first?"

The two very different rays of light are the best proof of this.

Lu Zhou shook his head-

"The Frog at the Bottom of the Well......"

His tone paused, and he said word by word, "The old man will teach you what is Demon Zen." ”

Raise your right hand.

The palm of the hand is first downwards and then flipped forward.

A faint light lit up in his palm.

The light rotates counterclockwise.

......

"Huh?"

Sora Yuan felt bad.

Even if the old man in front of him didn't have particularly strong fluctuations in his vitality, it made him feel an unspeakable threat.

The nearby cultivators frowned.

"Who the hell is this old gentleman?"

"He can actually compete with Kongyuan!"

"Buddhism infighting?"

Thinking of the huge golden body of the Buddha just now, they thought of the infighting in the Buddhist gate.

I remember that a few days ago, the contradiction between the Tianxuan Temple and the Dakong Temple spread all over the cultivation world. The Great Empty Temple sent people to crusade against the Heavenly Chosen Temple. Later, I don't know why, the four great monks fell, and the Tianxuan Temple disappeared collectively. So far, no one has figured out why.

Today's scene is like a Buddhist infighting!

Lu Zhou stood tall and bent his arms forward...... Give it away.

A miniature palm print appears.

"Little Dreadnought?"

Kong Yuan couldn't cry or laugh, showing disdain, "This is your so-called real Demon Zen......? This...... This ......"

Halfway through the conversation.

When the miniature palm print came to me, it suddenly became larger!

A few feet high!

Can a small dreadnought become a big dreadnought in an instant?

What's more, it's also an ink-colored dreadnought seal!

He stepped back again and again, with a double seal on his face, and his face was horrified.

When the other cultivators saw this, they were stunned...... This is special, another double meditation practitioner!

When did Buddhism come out with so many masters?

Is there still a heavenly principle?

Airplanes!

Kongyuan is in the state of double knotting and sealing, and immediately casts the golden body of the Buddha!

"The dreadnought seal, I can't help the old man's ......"

Rumble!

The Intrepid Seal is getting bigger again!

The golden body of the Buddha is like a small pendant, and the larger black palm print is held in the palm of the hand.

There was a loud bang.

The whole world fell silent.

Lu Zhou glanced indifferently at the ink-colored palm print.

The inky palm prints fade away.

[Ding, kill a Genshin Tribulation Realm target and gain 1500 merit points.] 】

No profit or loss.

But if this continues, sooner or later he will face a situation where he can't afford to use the fatal blow card.

However, Kongyuan must be killed.

Ink-colored palm prints, after dissipation.

A string of rosaries fell from the sky.

[Ding, recycle the Buddha prayer beads, you need to refine them again before you can use them.] 】

It's a windfall.

With a wave of your hand.

The Buddha prayer beads flew back into the palm of his hand.

The head of the four major Buddhist gates, presided over by the Great Empty Temple, the first empty distance of Shuangzen throughout the ages, has fallen.

Jiang Aijian was stunned!

Bang dang.

The dragon sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the little kite said, "This is also called the first ...... of Demon Zen Phew!"

Jiang Aijian came to his senses and hurriedly picked up his beloved Dragon Yin Sword.

Hugged in his arms and wiped his ...... with his sleeve

"If the old-timers don't make a move, they will surrender to the world! I love the sword, and no one will accept it...... Only serve the old-timers!"

All cultivators, kowtow again.

"Thank you, old-timers!"

Unfortunately, it is not possible to regain prostration.

Lu Zhou didn't pay attention to those people.

With a wave of his hand, the magic sword on the ground flew into his palm.

This grip!

There was a chilling chill coming from the magic sword.

It's really not ordinary!

Lu Zhou's eyes widened slightly, and the magic sword trembled slightly, and he didn't know whether he was afraid or wanted to break free from his control.

That's when ......

At the corridor, there was a strange sound.

Creak.

Creak.

Everyone was attracted by the sound coming from the corridor.

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