Confucian protégé Fei Ren, one breath is incomparable, and benevolence lasts through the ages.

Taoism Zhenjun Lu Xu, the magic of heaven and thunder is long, pure and natural.

The Buddhist Zen master does not move, the scriptures are wonderful, and King Kong is difficult to break.

The three supreme sects of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism gathered in the peerless city.

"Confucian Sage" Fei people sit in the center, the righteous qi heaven and earth are mixed with manifolds, the lower is the river, the upper is the sun and the stars, the sky is full of darkness, and the number of Haoran Qi flows in the four fields.

Taoist "Five Thunder Zhenren" Lu Su floats in the east of the city to meditate, there is purple luck from the east, the Tao can be Tao, very Tao, please God descends to the truth, thunder edict.

The Thousand Buddha Temple does not move the Zen master, sits on the west city wall, slowly plucks the Buddha beads, recites various scriptures and classics in his mouth, and turns out a grain of golden text.

The three of them have only one purpose to shoot here.

That's to help fight demons!

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Feiren, the Lu Dao Leader of the Five Thunder Palace of Qingyun Mountain, and the immovable master who came all the way here, the saints of the three sects each performed their natal magic powers.

Annihilated the massive amount of qi belonging to the demon Zai Yang, and deprived the old demon of all the advantages.

The three talents of heaven, earth and man have all disappeared at this time!

The oil runs out and the lamp is dry, nothing more than this.

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Ling Zhen took out a landscape painting scroll from the ring.

It was on his twentieth birthday that Tetsuliu, who was his uncle's "Ten Thousand Miles Archer Arrow", gave him a gift - "Five Rhyme Formation Diagram".

Shen Yu, the owner of the Heavenly and Human Island in the South China Sea, released his own Heavenly Dao Method through the small pocket lock that Qiu Jin wore around his neck.

The gossip is away from hating the sky, and this life is ruthless.

Ten colorful characters flew out of the lock, and in an instant, they became as huge as a building, majestic and terrifying.

Ten behemoths fell from their heads.

It is like a huge rainbow on the horizon collapsing and falling straight to the body of Zaiyang!

The demon Zai Yang, who had no crown and magic robes, was crushed straight into the landscape painting scroll that Ling Zhen took out in an instant.

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In the secret realm of five rhymes, the formation is ever-changing and unpredictable.

Zai Yang, who was extremely seriously injured, went crazy and ordinary "Shengmen", destroying everywhere and punching hard.

Bombarding the formation again and again, trying to make mistakes and correct the way over and over again, in a vain attempt to escape from the volume world that made him almost collapse!

Finally found the door where the broken formation was, and Jaeyang ran to the gate in ecstasy.

At the door, a person suddenly appeared.

The person who is now at the door is dressed in a green robe.

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"Bastard, get out of the way, or ......"

Zaiyang's voice weakened and threatened, "Otherwise, this king will unscrew your head!" ”

looked at the "poor" old man in front of him who was extremely seriously injured, and his white beard was soaked red with blood.

Ling Zhen shook his head, tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "Say that I twisted my son's head, why don't you come out with teeth and claws?" Scare the kids? ”

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The key point of the Qi Mansion in the chest was pierced by Ling Zhen holding a sword from Hong Mo, hurting the foundation of the Great Dao.

At this moment, Zai Yang's life is in danger like a candle in the wind!

But this demon dao boss who has exhausted all his life and has the peak cultivation of the Supreme Realm, even in this tragic situation, is still unwilling to admit his fate and unwilling to admit defeat.

After all, as early as the top of Wanshou Mountain, he Zaiyang had already tasted the taste of his chest being pierced by a sharp sword blade.

At that time, I didn't die and lived to this day.

Then today, I will definitely not die!

Sometimes it has to happen.

Zai Yang's Dao heart is unusually stable and tenacious, he thinks so firmly from the bottom of his heart.

He slaughtered the sun, and his fate was determined.

There will definitely be a day when he can become the emperor's true son of heaven and the honor of the Ninety-Five!

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After staggering out of the picture scroll, Zaiyang pinched the magic technique with one hand, trying his best to resist the qi, wanting to leave the peerless city with the wind and escape from a piece of life.

A pink sword aura struck, and the old devil who was bent on fleeing couldn't avoid it.

was cut off by this sword qi on the spot!

The one who handed out the sword.

The head of the Peach Blossom Sect is the sword wind.

Repay the sword with a sword, return an arm with an arm, two clear!

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Supporting his body with one hand and a broken arm, Jaeyang struggled to get up from the ground with all his might, staggering, and regained his standing position.

Walking towards the north, step by step.

Walked like a dying old dog.

Zaiyang passed all the way, and wherever the old man passed, the streets would be dyed scarlet, and the broken arm would be like a spring of blood.

But this did not prevent the ambitious Han King of Gunzhou from fleeing in embarrassment.

When the old man with the broken arm walked to a place and saw the headless armored corpse of his apprentice Feng Zhu with his own eyes, Zai Yang stood still, tears in his eyes, and his eyes were red.

But just for a glance, the old man was speechless, and continued to drag the crippled body.

Little by little, like a snail crawling, it "walked".

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Jaeyang prayed as he walked.

I hope no one shows up in front of him again.

I hope I can just walk out of this city.

Hopefully, as he did back then, he would survive his fatal injuries......

Hope, dashed.

Because of the arrival of a person, all hope is gone.

The autumn gold is coming.

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The old man, who had only one arm left, knelt down tremblingly, his tone was sad, and he kept pleading with him, hoping that Qiu Jin would spare his life.

Qiu Jin, who was wearing a white tiger fur robe, shook his head and sighed: "I only hate why I didn't kill you in Wanshou Mountain in the first place, causing those three thousand monks to die because of my own negligence...... After so many years, the souls of those people cannot be wronged, I am Qiujin, how deep is the sin? If I let you go one more time today, then I can really die. Haven't you always believed in the iron law of 'the law of the jungle'? Since I'm not dead, then the damned person today is you. ”

The dying old devil is still begging for mercy, and until the last moment, Jaeyang will definitely not easily give up the chance to survive.

Even right now, out of ten percent, almost eleven percent of the Jedi are in a situation where they are going to die.

Qiujin looked up at the sky and slowly closed his eyes.

Thinking back then, it was a fledgling.

Nineteen years old, full of spirit.

Alone in the martial arts, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes.

Righteous and rebellious heroes, kill the devil.

That year, at the top of Wanshou Mountain, Qiujin and his friends joined forces to set up a formation and stepped into the supreme realm.

On this day, in the peerless city, Qiu Jin, who has returned to the Supreme Realm, came here to avenge his friends.

Qiu Jin reopened his eyes and said indifferently: "Some people still smell the fragrance of chivalrous bones when they die, such as Dugu Thirteen; Some people are destined to be stinking for 10,000 years and will be despised and scolded by future generations, such as you Zaiyang. ”

After saying this, Qiu Jin held the only golden sword that had not been refined into a flying sword in his body, "not ashamed of the world", and gently cut off the old man's head

Zaiyang, the king of the Han Dynasty in Gunzhou, died.

After the old thief Zai Yang, who had a blood feud with Qiu Jin, he suddenly shouted at the sky, "The father and son of Zai Huang and Zai Yang, those two demons who have brought disaster to the world, have now been killed by our master and apprentice!" Master, it's been ten years, and I'm here to see you! ”

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"My wife Huayan was able to conceive a child, and it was thanks to you...... So forget the blood debt of 500 lives. ”

"Brother Jian, what you said, I don't know what happened to my sister-in-law, there is ambiguity!"

“…… Qiujin, if your mouth is itchy, I don't mind giving you a few swords. ”

"Even though I came to Brother Sword, I have now recovered the Supreme Heavenly Dragon physique, and I am very beaten, it shouldn't be a problem to take a few swords!"

"Oh? Are you sure? ”

"Forget it, I'm amusing you with Brother Jian, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously!"

"You've made me itchy and come up with a sword, what should I do?"

"Oh, don't it, my sword brother, take it! People who are going to be fathers, have some tempers, try to collect them if they can, it's easy to scare the children. ”

"You're thirty years old, can you still be considered a child?"

"No, twenty-nine, only twenty-nine years old, it's a 'half-grown child'."

"Thick-skinned like a naughty boy, alas, I can't tell you, I'm leaving."

"Hey, let's go, Brother Jian, next time I have a chance, I'll come to your Peach Blossom Sect to have a drink with you!"

"Remember to bring your own wine."

"Gotcha!"

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"Miss Ye...... Let's meet again, and we miss it very much! ”

"Hello, Daoist Lu, long time no see, Daoist take care of your body...... Good bye. ”

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"Feiren, help me go and thank Lord Shen Island, I have to thank her."

"Why didn't you go yourself?"

"The entire small heaven and earth island that is locked away from hatred is now your own one, you can tell me, who should do this work to thank the 'true master' of the island?"

"This is reasonable, and we will do it in the future."

"That's right!"

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"Master, this is ...... Those three Buddhist treasures that were stolen by the Huangjiao River to the Mandarin Duck Cave? ! ”

"Yes, these three treasures will be given to Master Ling today, please take them."

"No, no, this ...... Master of Immobility, this is not possible! I am not a monk, why do you want to give me such a precious Buddhist treasure? ”

"Dependent arising is empty, all causes arise and perish, and when the fate comes, everything can come naturally. The donor has a fateful 'good fortune', as for when the good fortune will come, Ling Shi Don't ask more, and suffer these three things first, one day, he will be able to use it. ”

"That'...... Junior Ling Zhen, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, thank you Master Fudo here! ”