The golden eye stared at him for a long time.

In the pupils of the originally ruthless and desireless eyes, there seemed to be a trace of resentment and resentment, but he didn't dare to attack after all.

After collecting the remaining dozen souls, he looked away stupidly.

In an instant, the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped, and the thunder stopped.

The clouds gradually faded to ink, and the white sunlight was transmitted from the black pressed cracks, and faintly, there seemed to be cranes crying, and lotus flowers falling in all directions.

"A vision from heaven, this is the auspicious ...... of the catastrophe and sanctification"

The bearded monk looked moved, and his face showed joy, "This calamity should be regarded as over!"

"Really?"

The others immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then an inexplicable emotion rose in their hearts.

Witnessing the birth of a monk who had entered the Holy Realm made their feelings a little complicated.

Covering all over the world, there are no more than 100 monks who have entered the Holy Realm, and almost every one of them has a prominent status, either a famous sect leader and elder-level figure, or a lord in the imperial dynasty, or a powerful minister.

And their pavilion master, who is less than a fraction of the age of these people, is already on the same level as them.

Since then, he has lived for 5,000 and has a long life.

Under their reverent and eager gaze, on the top of Longshou Mountain, where the thunderclouds had dispersed, the figure of Nanming gradually became clear.

His head hung slightly, his eyes closed in the air, and the changing glow of the sun lingered around him.

The skin exposed under the clothes is shining, like a jade with brilliance, containing a great power comparable to the sun and the moon, and the breath is as vast as the sea.

"Phew!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled the breath in his mouth, and turned into a white air sword and flew through the air.

At first, it is very small, shaped like a thin needle.

Flying a few feet away, it became an incomparable supernatural sword, accompanied by the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon's groan, slashing at a mountain peak in the distance.

I only heard a boom, and the mountain peak broke into two.

The remaining momentum of the qi sword was unabated, shattering the falling rocks, and continuing to slash at the river behind the mountain.

Suddenly the waves were so great that the river was cut off from it, and it could not be joined for a long time.

"Containing a vaporized sword, piercing the mountain and breaking the stream!"

A Sword Pavilion monk exclaimed in a low voice, with a look of shock in his eyes, "This...... Is it the power of entering the Holy Realm?"

"The pavilion master entered the Tao with a sword, and once he entered the holy path, his cultivation in the way of the sword is really unimaginable. ”

Most of them had only heard of the power of entering the Holy Realm, and knew that it had the ability to move the laws of heaven and earth and overwhelm mountains and seas.

But with my own eyes, there are very few.

Nan Ming swept everyone's expressions, thought about it, and suddenly began to turn black from the root of the hair, as if it was smudged by ink, and in the blink of an eye, it became as black as night.

And his face has also been adjusted slightly, looking younger than before.

Then, the figure disappeared in an instant.

The next moment it appeared in front of everyone.

"Xiao Ming, what's wrong with you?"

Nanyin ruffled one of his hairs.

Although the appearance of a practitioner can change at will, it is only a superficial art of change, and this is a change from reality.

"I was devoured by the fierce sword before, and I hurt my soul, and I have been suffering from dark wounds. ”

Nan Ming's face was calm, and he said the lines he had just made up, "When I broke through, I was purified by the weather vitality and completed the soul body." ”

After that, he didn't explain much.

glanced at everyone and nodded: "You have all worked hard. ”

"Congratulations to the Pavilion Master!"

"I'm going to retreat for a few days to stabilize my cultivation. The matter of the territory, I bothered my sister and a few principals. He said in a deep voice.

Then, it turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the distance.

The rest of the people looked at each other, and they always felt that their pavilion master seemed to be different, and although they treated people and things, they were still like a spring breeze.

But it gives people a sense of lightness, as if they are ruthless and desireless, and they don't care about anything.

Perhaps, this is transcendent sanctification......

Out of their sight.

Nanming flew halfway, and a flattering voice suddenly sounded next to him: "Big guy, how do you see my performance just now?

"It's ok. ”

"If you like it, it's fine. ”

Xuan Yuanzi rubbed his non-existent hand and said flatteringly, "That...... Can you ...... the kind of wine from last time?"

"No, you can't. ”

Nan Ming ruthlessly rejected it.

His figure froze, as if sensing something.

There was a gaze in the darkness, projected behind him with almost undisguised malice.

"Who?"

There was a hint of excitement in his eyes, and there was even someone who dared to peep at him.

Then he pressed it down again, and reverted to a cold and serious expression.

"Big guy...... What's wrong?"

Xuan Yuanzi was a little puzzled.

But Nan Ming ignored it, he listened intently, and there was a faint rhythm ringing in his ears, like an ethereal song from a tall tower in the distance.

It's weird, but it's also familiar.

The other party didn't seem to notice the existence of Xuan Yuanzi, and with a burst of music, the bewitching female figure faded out of nothingness.

Like a fairy in a thin veil, she smiled and moaned, dancing gracefully around him.

"What's that?"

Xuan Yuanzi finally noticed this strange scene, which was not a reality visible to the naked eye, but an illusory shadow aimed at the construction of spiritual consciousness.

It's a little curious.

However, the big guy hadn't spoken yet, and it didn't dare to act. Just looked at the phantom with a hint of pity.

Who is this thing bad for, I have to provoke this big guy, I'm afraid that my life is not thrilling enough?

"Heavenly Demon?"

Nan Ming suddenly remembered.

I tried one a while ago, and it didn't taste very good. There is also a beautiful one that is sandwiched in a book and stored as a taxidermy.

The smell of that thing is very similar to the one in front of me.

Perhaps because of his words, the dancing woman smiled and suddenly turned into a demon with a cloak and pus.

With an eerie expression, he suddenly surrounded him.

"Die!"

The rotten pointed nails are like steel forks that go straight into Nanming's heart.

The latter remained motionless.

His face was calm with a hint of helplessness, as if an adult was looking at a child who was less than his knees, waving his fists and rushing towards him.

The demon's nails pierced his body like an apparition.

"You...... No heart?"

Instead, it froze, its hair stood on end, and its eyes widened, "No, it's impossible! Why don't you have a heart?!"

Its power can evoke all kinds of emotions in people's hearts, such as fear.

It has always been unfavorable and unfavorable.

Whenever they sense the violent fluctuations of the laws of heaven and earth, they will pour out of their nests in this world, find the person who is crossing the heavenly tribulation, and start a feast.

First come, first served.

This time it was finally its turn, but not only was it a step late, but it was still an unintentional person.

Without a heart, it means that there are no seven emotions and six desires.

It's like a pool of calm stagnant water, no matter how it stirs, it can't make the slightest wave.

"How can there be such a person?"

The Heavenly Demon couldn't figure it out, and then thought about it seriously, and suddenly turned around and left.

It's not that there are no such people......

If you are a detached person, it is only a simple matter to erase your desires.

And this existence is not in their recipes.