Seeing this scene, even those sect figures vaguely guessed who it was. It's just that the look of those people is not only shocked, but also some surprises.

Few Lingmen disciples have entered the WTO, and the rumors circulating in the world are only contemporary Confucian orthodoxy, as well as the debate between Mr. Da and Daomen Yulu and Wuwu Temple Mingshan.

is also one of the two saints, both are civil and martial Qibin, relatively speaking, the Martial Saint of Yew Garden, as well as his four disciples, are more famous than Zhi Lingmen in the rivers and lakes.

However, no one dared to underestimate the existence of Lingmen, because the Wenwu Shuangsheng was canonized by the current Emperor Taizu of Dayu, and the establishment of Yew Garden was less than a hundred years ago. The Lingmen, located in the bamboo mountain, can be traced back to the Tang Dynasty a hundred years ago, or even longer.

In the rivers and lakes, people have never seen Lingmen make a move, and today the disciples of Lingmen seem to have come.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, a fresh wind suddenly blew from the top of Dajian Mountain, and the wind wanted to enter the Tang Tomb, but it was stopped by the barrier between the small world and the real world, so there was an impact.

Boom! It was as if a terrifying thunderbolt came from the nine heavens and exploded above everyone's heads.

The terrifying power reverberated above the sword gate endlessly, and the dense grass and trees in the forest instantly exploded countless times, and the earth trembled, and even the qi of heaven and earth at this time was in turmoil. In the middle of the sword gate, a huge depression appeared in the spatial barrier, and the center of the depression was short and wide, like a giant swinging a huge axe and slashing into it.

"What are they going to do?"

At this time, everyone understood that when Qingfeng fell into the barrier, it was not to stay, but to directly break through this spatial barrier and enter the Tang Tomb directly from there.

"This is unprecedented, are these people crazy?"

As soon as the words fell, a clear tearing sound came from the sky, and everyone looked in shock, only to see that a very small crack appeared in the huge depression of the spatial barrier. And the rift continued to expand, and the axe-like traces were moving down the spatial barrier with difficulty but inexorably.

A shadow was seen emerging from the crack, then thunder, rain, and finally a thick cloud.

There were thunders rolling in the clouds, like churning dragons and snakes, but those thunders were dense like a big net. The dark clouds are like a river, and the thunder is like a chain that comes across the river.

It turned out that this was the seal in the Tang Tomb.

A knife fell from the sky.

Why knives? Because a slender and slightly curved crack appeared on the dark clouds, it was like a Tang knife that swept the rivers and lakes during the Tang Dynasty.

At the top of the Great Sword Mountain, a heavy fog rose in response, and it was smoke and dust. The dust accumulated over countless years, the dead leaves left behind by dozens of rooms, and the grass and dust that covered the mountains were shocked into the air at this moment, enveloping the entire Great Sword Mountain, which was really like a fog.

In the smoke, a bright light flickered and dissipated. People felt a powerful sword intent, domineering and unquestionable.

The knife fell and the clouds roared.

The sword fell and the thunder extinguished.

The knife fell and the net was broken.

The knife falls and the chains shatter.

With a sword, the sky outside the sword gate was blocked by thick smoke and dust, and there was a fog. The sky inside the Tang Tomb, the seal between the dark clouds and thunder was forced to separate, revealing a piece of sky.

On both sides of the mountain road, peach trees that greet each other ripple in the wind. The peach blossoms rose, and a sea of flowers rose in the forest.

Between the cracks, a red flower fell in.

In the fog of dust, a wind suddenly blew. This wind came from Dajian Mountain, blowing away the smoke and dust in the mountains, and when the wind and dust were idle, they went to the depths of Qingshan Ridge.

Outside the Sword Gate, everyone looked at the sunny and clear sky and was a little confused, wondering what had happened before?

A wind comes, a wind goes, isn't this still the same as before? What did the gentlemen of Lingmen do?

In confusion, everyone's eyes turned to Lord Zhuge .

Lord Zhuge looked at the top of the mountain for a long time, then withdrew his gaze, sighed with emotion, and then said expressionlessly: "It's nothing." ”

............

The brocade fell from the sky.

Dressed in colorful clothes, he was accompanied by the sea of red flowers in the city, and also accompanied by the thunder roaring in the sky.

The black robe sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect it to be Mr. Three." ”

Hua Jin didn't speak, his gaze swept around the city.

With this as the center, half of the city is broken, the high platforms and stone steps are still intact, but the avenue in the city is already full of spider silk cracks.

What happened here before was also intense.

The reason for the collapse of the house was a huge boulder, which was scattered around a lot and had no rules at all.

Hua Jin was amazed, had she realized it to such a point!

The black robe sighed and said, "All the arrangements have been caught up by you Lingmen after all. ”

Hua Jin said: "Tang Ling opened the original strange, the teacher has already guessed, but I didn't expect you to really dare to do it, and it was you who came." ”

The opening of Tangling was originally proposed by Xili, among which Beiyan's reply was the fastest, and Dayu was at the end.

The reason for the hesitation is naturally because of the problems. The empress of Xili is very old, he has been spying on the Central Plains for hundreds of years, and time is the most precious thing for her today. There may be something she needs in Tang Ling, which is why she is so anxious.

is so abrupt, how can the big people of Yongan not know? When the Tang Tomb opens, it will not be as peaceful as it seems.

The black robe smiled, "So you're going to stop me?" Where did Mr. Big and Mr. Two go? ”

Hua Jin replied: "If the predecessor is really here, even the senior brother will not be an opponent, let alone me." But today's predecessors are just a projection, so I wanted to try it. Senior brother is outside, so naturally there are more important things to do. ”

The black robe was silent for a moment, more important things, that is naturally more important than the things here. The sky moved before, and the ethereal and indifferent aura had already caused a shock to all forces. At this time, there may be a lot of people rushing here.

He looked at Hua Jin and said, "Mr. Three is indeed very strong, but even if it is my projection, before it dissipates, there is still the possibility of killing." ”

Hua Jin was silent for a moment, and then said, "If the senior wants to kill someone, I really can't stop it. It's just that the consequence is that the projection of the predecessors dissipates, and what you got from the Tang Tombs will continue to stay here. ”

His gaze turned to the back of the black robe, where there were still many Meizu people, but strangely, from the very beginning, those people had not made a move.

"The legend of Liyang Meizu comes from the underworld and can travel through yin and yang. It's anecdotal, but it's not. They shuttle between yin and yang, and they can also transport some things to other places, just like the spatial ability of the Wandering Realm, but it takes time. ”

Speaking of this, Hua Jin sighed and said, "It's a pity that I was late in the end." ”

His words fell, and he saw that the figures of those Meizu people suddenly became illusory, and then gradually dissipated, like clouds and smoke blown away by the wind. All this, as if the people who stood there from the beginning had always been false, an illusion in the eyes of man.

The black robe raised his head, his gaze revealing from the robe, and the light that emanated was no longer sharp, but reduced to flat. He said: "It's just a little bit, if the previous sea of flowers can come in advance, maybe it will fail." ”

Hua Jin was silent for a moment, and he asked, "Is it worth it for a dying empress?" ”

The black robe was not silent, but he laughed, the voice was very vicissitudes, very sad, very sad, but not regretful, he said: "If you have seen the world as I do, maybe you will understand what it means to be worthy." ”

Hua Jin shook his head, and he said, "No matter what, I don't want to see the people in this world miserable. ”

After hearing this, the black robe laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, worthy of being a Confucian disciple." ”

The words fell, but his face turned in vain, and he was extremely cold, mocking, and then sneered: "Sure enough, the hypocrisy is extreme!" ”

Hua Jin looked at him and stopped answering, since the matter has come to this, it is only the end left.

Even if the black robe is just a projection, it still has the strength of a part of the body, and if the projection dies, the body will also be affected to a certain extent.

"There is a landscape in the landscape painting scroll of my Lingmen, and the landscape covered by the stone screen in the Dayu treasure house is also the handwriting of the teacher back then. The teacher does not teach cultivation, but the cultivation is in the picture scroll, and you need to comprehend it yourself, which is also a requirement to be able to worship the teacher. There are two types of supernatural powers in the picture scroll, mountains and flowing water, and now, you are optimistic. Hua Jin turned around and glanced at Bai Jiu, there was no emotion in his eyes, and his expression was serious and serious.

His gaze turned to the black robe, then slowly pointed forward and said softly, "Gao Shan." ”

With a finger, the earth shook violently, and the amplitude of the vibration was countless times greater than before, and in an instant, smoke and dust instantly swept up, filling the heavens and the earth. The house did not collapse but shattered into countless pieces, the boulder shattered again and again into countless tiny stones, the avenue cracked, the stone slab also turned into dust and flew up, and a fog of smoke and dust shrouded the heavens and the earth.

The black robe was in the smoke and dust, and its expression could not be seen. However, the next moment the smoke and dust suddenly gathered in the middle, like a tornado formed by a hurricane, and the wind sounded, and the smoke and dust roared and roared from it, as if countless boulders bombarded it, and then the smoke and dust became less and less, revealing a side of the sky again.

A great shadow fell.

Bai Jiu looked up and saw a hundred-foot giant mountain appearing between heaven and earth in vain.

There were no ravines, no cracks, no traces of brokenness, and it was made up of countless sand and stones, like a huge seamless cage, firmly sealing the black robe.

Hua Jin withdrew his hand, and this time he did not turn to look at Bai Jiu, but his gaze fell on the high mountain. He was silent for a moment before he continued: "The art of high mountains is not actually in the height of the mountain, nor in the absence of traces of the mountain, but in its degree of precision. ”

After saying that, he stretched out his hand forward, his palm slightly bent, as if he had grabbed the entire mountain in the air.

Under the hand, the mountain rumbles, and between the vibrations, there is no sand and gravel falling off from the top, but it is more and more inward and extremely small, just a few breaths, the huge mountain that is higher than hundreds of zhang is hundreds of zhang big.

The palm of the brocade is flexed and extended, ready to be held again.

However, at this moment, a woman in a white dress ran out of the alley on the side of the street, she ran in a hurry, the hem of her white dress was stained with mud, she came to Hua Jin's body, and knelt on the ground.

Hua Jin didn't understand what this meant.

Bai Jiu told Hua Jin what had happened earlier, but he didn't say that Chao Li was in the way.

Hua Jin stretched out his hand to help the princess of the northern kingdom up, and then said: "I won't ask about the position of the northern kingdom in this matter for the time being, since the junior brother has opened his mouth to intercede, then it is better to let him suffer a little." ”

The princess of the northern kingdom looked happy, and bowed down and said, "Thank you, Mr. Three." ”

Hua Jin nodded and did not speak. He reached forward, his palm spread, and waved his hand forward.

The hundred-foot-high mountain cracked, but there was still no smoke and dust, and the black-robed man fell from the mountain and fell to the ground.