Chapter 147: Kunlun Mountain Ruins

A peerless demon was taken from the infinite void.

Then he was cut into eight pieces by that sword light.

Not even an exclamation.

All the qi and blood were evaporated by the incomparable sword light in an instant. This scene came to everyone's mind.

This is the power of the saints, reflecting the heavens!

What he wants all beings to see, no one can circumvent!

Many people were already trembling with fear. They recognized the demon.

It was none other than the iron of the ten demon marshals of the Ancient Demon Court. Its body resembles that of a buffalo.

Huge horns are born on his head, his fur is black, he feeds on iron, and his body is as sharp as black iron.

In human form, he is a rugged man, dark-skinned and wearing iron armor.

Holding a pair of large plate axes, he doesn't know how many witches he has killed, and he looks like an ancient fierce god. However, such a character was killed by the Tongtian Sect Master! There is no chance to get your hands on it at all!

There is no power to fight back.

With just one thought, he was separated by hundreds of millions of miles and killed him!

This is the power of the saints!

Under the saints, they are all ants!

It's even worse than ants!

Everyone was silent and did not dare to speak again. In fact, even if Tongtian himself did not have the intention of killing.

That iron will also be killed, and he will insult the saints, and he will be tainted with supreme cause and effect. One day after that, there will be an inexplicable violent death.

Just after the Tongtian Saint killed the demons, the Qingping sword flashed with a sharp edge.

This is the symbol of the Lord of the Sect.

It can be regarded as a declaration of the Three Realms, the master of the sect, and the return of the heavens!

Kunlun Mountain.

The survivors of the Twelve Golden Immortals, as well as the other second generations of the Teachings, all gathered here. They left their dojo.

Come here, come to the place where you first learned art.

It is because of the covenant of Guangchengzi, the head of the Golden Immortal. Before the Virgin Mary was born.

Kill the Red Sperm, Yuding Zhenren and Dao Xing Tianzun among the twelve golden immortals, and take away three of the four swords of Zhu Xian.

Guang Chengzi, who was in charge of the Zhuxian Sword, suddenly felt flustered and left the dojo.

came to the former site of the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, and then recruited many fellow doors.

We must jointly protect this last peerless fierce sword. Never let the Virgin Mary of Wudang take it away again.

It's just that the following Wudang Virgin did not appear in Kunlun Mountain.

Instead, they disappeared in the Three Realms.

Legend has it that she was seen in the heavenly court.

Fight against the three saint incarnations with three swords.

They scoffed at this statement. Although the strength of the Holy Mother of Wudang has improved by leaps and bounds, she has one against three against the three saint incarnations.

They will never believe it.

The incarnation of a saint is only a quasi-saint in terms of strength. But because there are saints behind it.

Its true strength is generally far greater than that of ordinary quasi-saints.

"This is too much of a deception!"

Taiyi Zhenren said angrily.

After the blessing of the merits of the gods and the years of penance, he has gone further than when he was the gods, and is now a Da Luo Jin Immortal.

He has been practicing in his cave, and if it weren't for the appearance of Our Lady of Wudang, he would have been able to continue to live his leisurely life.

But now the appearance of the Holy Mother of Wudang not only disrupted the arrangement between Heaven and Buddhism, but also made them unable to live in peace now.

Moreover, the Holy Mother of Wudang did not come to Kunlun for a long time, and they did not dare to leave.

It made them feel like they were being teased.

"Senior brother, don't worry." Yun Zhongzi persuaded.

"I'm afraid she just deliberately tricked me and others, but you are like this, but you fell into his trap."

The Antarctic Immortal on the side also nodded and said, "Yes, that's exactly the truth."

"That Wudang Holy Mother doesn't know what chance she has gotten and her cultivation has risen by leaps and bounds, and even the Jade Most True Person, Dao Xing Tianzun, and Red Sperm who are holding the killing sword have been killed by her!"

"When she stepped into Kunlun Mountain, it was her death!" Guang Chengzi said coldly.

As the head of the twelve golden immortals.

He perfectly inherited the tradition of Yuan Shi Tianzun's good face.

The killing of three of his classmates is a trivial matter in his opinion, but losing face is a major matter.

That's why he's going to gather everybody here. Just to be sure enough.

Kill the Lady of Nothing!

The Antarctic Immortal Weng smiled: "That Wudang Holy Mother is just a person with hair and armor, and she is wet and egg-born, so she doesn't have to worry..."

"Now that the sect has been destroyed, she still doesn't want to stir up the storm, it's just wishful thinking!"

"She didn't hide well, but she was looking for provocations everywhere, and in my opinion, she was just asking for her own death."

The Antarctic fairy Weng Yung is light and breezy. Since Burning the Lamp and leaving the teachings and joining the Buddhist sect. He is the one with the highest status under the saints in this teaching.

Even Guang Chengzi was extremely respectful to him.

"Legend has it that he has left Zixiao Palace, I don't know if it's true or not."

Yunzhongzi said.

Guang Chengzi shook his head: "What if it's true, he still dares to come to Kunlun?!"

"Although I waited in front of him like an ant, but he swallowed the Falling Saint Pill, if he dared to attack us and provoke cause and effect, I am afraid that he would fall first. As a sword ancestor, he has the sharpest momentum. "

"In addition, he is a disciple of a saint, so there is a lot of offense to Tongtian in his words."

The others immediately smiled and nodded.

At the same time, the worries in my heart were dispelled.

As disciples of saints, they know more than the average person.

I know that now the saint is in seclusion.

It was because Dao Ancestor made them swallow the Falling Saint Pill.

However, at this moment, an extremely strong holy power appeared.

Shocked through the Three Realms and the Universe, the Four Continents and the Three Thousand Worlds were all sensed.

Let them all be terrified.

"Shengwei?! Tongtian is here?! "

"Could it be that you heard us talking about him?! Angered him?! "

"Look at the direction he moved, it turned out to be the southwest of the sky! Could it be that you are coming to Kunlun Mountain?! "

Guang Chengzi's face was pale, he had experienced the battle of the saints.

Knowing the power of the saint's wrath, millions of corpses are not enough to describe!

He forced himself to calm down and comforted many of his fellow disciples: "Don't panic, everyone."

"Could it be that you forgot what we just said?"

The Antarctic Immortal Weng also echoed on the side: "Don't worry, even if he really comes to Kunlun Mountain, can he make a move on us?"

"This Uncle Tongtian is also a face-heavy person, and he likes to hold it, and he doesn't make a move to enter the game. Otherwise, if you fight as a god, you won't end up like that. "

Taiyi Zhenren pretended to be calm, squeezed out a wry smile and said: "That's right, Uncle Shi holds his own identity, and he must not be as knowledgeable as us."

Before they knew it, they even had their names changed. It's in the midst of this apprehension.

They waited until the sun was setting in the west and the sun was slowly setting from the sky.

A long figure appeared on Mount Kunlun. The vast Holy Majesty suddenly erupted, frightening these great figures of the Teachings.

One by one, they knelt on the ground uncontrollably.

Shivering.

A hint of foreboding appeared in their minds. Then a terrible voice sounded in their ears and spread through the heavens.

"Who said that my disciples were wet and egg-born, wearing wool and armor?!"

"Who is sure that this seat will hold its own identity and will not make a move on you?!"