The three holy monks couldn't understand why Song Xuan was so strong, this was normal.

Because theoretically speaking, the path taken by Song Xuan is neither a simple martial arts nor a simple cultivation of immortals, but a special kendo path after the combination of cultivating immortals and martial arts.

An original kendo path that best suits his own kendo qualifications.

He has already stepped out of his own path, and for the four holy monks who are still in the process of groping and cultivating, this is almost a dimensionality reduction blow, completely and completely suppressed.

"It's time to hit the road!"

Song Xuan didn't say anything more, but slashed out with a sword, and the golden metallic sword yuan roared out, turning into a sharp sword more than ten zhang wide and swept through, completely submerging the figures of the three holy monks.

After tearing the bodies of several people into a pool of blood mist, the sword light did not even decay, the sword light passed through the air, and finally landed on a pagoda in the distance with the sound of rolling thunder.

Rumble!

The next moment, the sky was full of stone particles and powder, like a sprinkled rainstorm, and the escaping snow powder was scattered in all directions!

Standing above the rubble, Song Xuanmo spoke, "I gave you a chance!" ”

At the same time, on her chest, Liu Qinglian's figure turned into a shape, looked at the disarray of the temple, and said, "Brother, are you already so powerful now?" ”

"It's alright!" Looking at the look of adoration in Liu Qinglian's eyes, Song Xuan laughed and said, "It's just that a martial arts holy land was destroyed in a snap of a finger, it's not worth mentioning!" ”

Liu Qinglian pursed her lips and smiled, and then her figure flew down, standing above the dead saint monks, as if she was thinking about something.

"What's wrong?" Song Xuan stepped into the air and said with a smile.

"I don't know, I just feel that the essence that escapes after the death of these masters seems to be useful to me, but I don't know how to use it for a while!"

"Well, why don't you try it and see if you can absorb it?"

Liu Qinglian nodded, opened her mouth and sucked downward, and in an instant, the spirit of the monk who had originally escaped seemed to be pulled and began to converge towards her mouth.

But after only a few puffs, she burped and said, "I'm full, it's too much, I can't eat!" ”

Song Xuan thoughtfully, took out the album of the bronze mirror reward from his arms, and then shook it lightly below.

A strange scene appeared, but I saw that the remaining essence of the four holy monks after their death gathered into a small gray stream, which was slowly absorbed into the album.

And with the inflow of these essences, Song Xuan vaguely felt that the souls of Zhou Zhiruo and Xiao Zhao in the album seemed to move slightly.

Song Xuan's face was overjoyed, and he took the album and shook it over the bodies of other monks in the temple, but unfortunately, there was no reaction.

"Brother, why don't they accept the album of their dead and alive spirit?"

Song Xuanmo rubbed his chin and guessed: "Those four holy monks have already touched the realm of the great grandmaster before their deaths, and this realm should be the corresponding initial stage of Taoist refining and refining gods.

At this stage, they have already begun to touch spiritual cultivation, perhaps only after the death of masters of this level, their spirit and spirit can be seen in the album! ”

As he spoke, he put the album into his arms again and said, "In short, this is a good thing, the essence of the master after death is nourishment for you, and you can be regarded as having a way to improve your strength!" ”

Liu Qinglian grinned and said, "I don't care about that, I just want to make my soul body condense as soon as possible." Then, brother, you can experience a special pleasure that is different from the past! ”

Song Xuan's eyes lit up and said, "Without the restraint of the physical body, as a soul body, you should be able to transform into various forms, right?" ”

Liu Qinglian said uncertainly: "It should be possible, but I'm too weak now to support the change...... Brother, what do you want to do? ”

Song Dagongzi smiled, "It's nothing, when we have time in the future, let's study some special gameplay!" ”

The ghost is not over, and the thought of it makes him a little excited. Ning Caichen did it, I can't do it?

Not only do I have to do it, but I also have to hit three of them one by one!

Liu Qinglian licked her lips and grinned: "When the time comes, I will become Zhou Zhiruo's appearance, brother, don't pity me!" ”

"Is this your special form of revenge?" Song Xuan asked.

"Yes!" Liu Qinglian made no secret of it, and said with a charming eye: "When the time comes, I will be Zhou Zhiruo, brother, you must whip me fiercely!" ”

Song Xuan was speechless, this little girl, it seems that Zhou Zhiruo has been haunted by the position of queen in the last world!

"Well, this place is full of dead people, and it's a bit out of place to say that now!"

Song Xuan waved his hand, looked at the corpses all over the ground below, and said with emotion: "Luohong is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers, so many corpses of high monks are nutrients, in the spring of the coming year, the flowers and trees in this Zen courtyard will inevitably grow extraordinarily prosperous!" ”

Song Xuan's heart moved, and the Xuantian heavy sword in his hand flew down to his back, and continued: "They were born in the Zen courtyard and died in the Zen courtyard, and I can be regarded as letting them return to their roots!" ”

Liu Qinglian couldn't help nodding and said: "Brother, you have a good heart and sent them to the West Heaven, as for whether they can become Buddhas, it depends on their own creation." ”

Song Xuan laughed and said, "They all call me the Demon Emperor, then simply, in this world, I am the Demon Emperor!" ”

As he spoke, he flew up, like a green cloud, without stagnation in mid-air, and slashed his fingers into a sword in the air, leaving a line of handwriting at the top of the relics pagoda, the highest tower of the Jingnian Monastery.

"Destroy the Pure Nian Monastery, Demon Emperor, Song Xuan!"

To do good deeds to leave a name, Song Xuanke has no intention of being an unsung hero.

Today's people in the world may not understand his approach, but it doesn't matter, after a few decades or hundreds of years, future generations will inevitably give him a fair evaluation.

In the chaotic times of the demon monk, the demon emperor Song Xuan pacified the disaster of the demon monk with one person and one sword, which is a great merit!

At the top of the relic, the line of handwriting is cold, shining for nine days, showing the horror of the person who imprints the handwriting.

Similarly, under the light of the sword, the Zen courtyard full of corpses was filled with an eerie and terrifying aura, which also marked the complete demise of this holy place that had dominated the world's martial arts for hundreds of years!

Song Xuan wandered around the Pure Nian Monastery again, and after making sure that no monks were alive, he chose to leave.

Of course, in some hidden rooms, he actually found some young women being detained, and it goes without saying what they came to do.

These are also poor people, Song Xuan didn't embarrass them, but after breaking the shackles on the door, he quietly left.

At this point, this great war related to the pattern of martial arts and the pattern of the world can be regarded as a complete end, ending with the Demon Emperor Song Xuan stepping on the bones of hundreds of senior monks in the Jingnian Monastery.