The southern suburbs of Chang'an, on the banks of the Weishui River.

The solemn and solemn huge temple was surrounded by dense people from the rivers and lakes and brocade guards wearing flying fish robes and holding embroidered spring knives.

On the top of the surrounding halls of the central Daxiong Treasure Hall, dozens of majestic masters stood indifferently, blocking the void and preventing anyone from escaping with the help of light skills.

Among them, there are several powerhouses at the heavenly and human level, such as Xu Hongru, Five Elements Ancestor, and Ye Gucheng.

With so many masters defending, at this time, the Pure Mind Zen sect can't fly out of a single fly.

And at the gate of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, a black robed Jianyue, one person and one sword, blocked dozens of old monks of the Jingnian Zen sect in the hall.

In front of the monks, the Heavenly Monk, the patriarch of the Pure Meditation Zen Buddhism, had a gloomy face, as if he had already expected the arrival of this day, or or, seeing that the situation was not good, he had given up resistance.

His face was sad, he looked at Jianyue at the door of the main hall, and sighed: "Master Jianyue, I have given up resistance to pure recitation of Zen Buddhism, closed the mountain and closed the temple, and in the future, I just want to chant the Buddha well, and accompany the ancient lamp for a long time. ”

Jian Yue's expression was indifferent, unmoved, and said calmly: "This, you should go and say to Yuhuatian, I am only responsible for killing." ”

The Heavenly Monk frowned, stared at Jian Yue tightly, and said, "The poor monk really doesn't understand, what is so special about that Yuhua Field, even a top powerhouse like the donor, is willing to be driven by it?" ”

Jian Yue said lightly: "This has nothing to do with you, if there are any other last words, say it quickly, I will only give you a stick of incense time." ”

The heavenly monk looked stunned, and then said helplessly: "Since the donor asked the poor monk to intercede with the king of martial arts, then you have to give the poor monk time and let the poor monk go to see the king of martial arts." ”

Jian Yue shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, the task I received was only to destroy the Pure Mind Zen Sect and not let anyone escape." ”

The heavenly monk's face froze, and then he became gloomy, and his face was ugly: "Although the donor is unparalleled in the way of the sword, but the poor monk has been practicing for eight hundred years, and it is not in vain. ”

Boom!

The crisp sound of the sword sounded, and a cold light flickered like clear water, illuminating the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The terrifying sword power rises into the sky!

Jian Yue held the long sword and looked at the Heavenly Monk quietly: "Is this your last words?" ”

The heavenly monk was furious: "It's too much to deceive people! ”

Rumble!

It was also a terrifying momentum that belonged to the peak of heaven and man, only one step away from the merger, and shook the heavens and the earth.

The brilliant golden light turned into a huge golden Buddha statue and fell towards Jianyue.

Jian Yue's face was expressionless, but a trace of sarcasm appeared in his eyes, and without saying a word, he flashed slightly, and disappeared in place.

Thundered......

The next moment, a terrifying movement resounded through the sky, covering the entire Pure Mind Zen Buddhism.

Although the monks have practiced for 800 years, they are proficient in many martial arts of Buddhism and have a profound background.

But how could Jian Yue have been weak?

Not only is he the same as a heavenly monk, but he is also a half-step combination, and he has been trapped in the sword world for three hundred years, refining many swordsmanship in the sword world, and is an out-and-out kendo supreme.

The sword path of the Divine Sword Realm, coupled with the martial arts realm of Jian Yue's half-step merge path, the two combined, the strength has more than doubled.

No matter how strong the Heavenly Monk's background is, in the end, he will fall under Jian Yue's sword with hatred.

And as soon as the monk dies, the fate of Zen Buddhism does not need to be repeated.

An hour later, Kengaku left the temple with his sword.

And the hundreds of monks of Pure Meditation Zen Buddhism have no one left alive.

The two Taishan Beidou, which are on the right path of the Great Sui rivers and lakes, have come to an end and become legends.

After the news came out, there was an uproar on the rivers and lakes.

Countless people talked about it and were shocked.

The rest of the factions in the rivers and lakes were silent, and they took the initiative to prepare gifts and go to Chang'an to express their submission.

In a primitive forest in the northwest of the Great Sui, there are hundreds of houses, large and small.

No one knows that this was once the site of the Demon Gate.

In the past, when the Demon Gate was not divided, this was the supreme holy place of the Demon Gate.

But later, the Demon Gate split into two factions and six paths, each running to one side, and the place gradually fell into ruin.

But in recent years, I don't know when, this place has come back to life.

At this time, in the most central Demon Gate Temple, many high-level leaders of the two sects and six realms of the Demon Gate gathered together.

The first two are none other than Mu Qingliu, the eleventh generation saint of the Demon Gate, and Jiang Ye, the ninth generation of the evil emperor of the Evil Extreme Sect.

Below, the evil king Shi Zhixuan, the queen of the yin Zhu Yuyan, the demon handsome Zhao Deyan, the heavenly monarch Xi Ying and others are all among them.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was silent.

Everyone looked solemn and didn't say a word.

It's been a long time.

Jiang Yecai said lightly: "How is it?" Is there a mistake in this seat? ”

"In the battle of Qinling, although Yuhuatian didn't make a move against us, it doesn't mean that he is a benevolent person."

"This Pure Mind Zen and Cihang Jingzhai rely on two old immortals who have lived for eight hundred years, thinking that as long as the mountain is closed and retreated, they can avoid this disaster, so Yuhuatian will definitely not dare to do anything to them, and they will die and break the net, what is the result?"

"Two martial arts sects that have been inherited for nearly a thousand years have become the dust of history in this way!"

Saying that, Jiang Ye shook his head and sighed: "Sad, sad! ”

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became a little heavier.

Everyone looked different, some were shocked, some were dignified, but more were still uneasy and frightened.

There is no doubt about the strength of Pure Meditation Zen and Cihang Jingzhai.

Just looking at the fact that their demon sect has two sects and six paths, and the righteous path is only the two top forces of Pure Mind Zen Buddhism and Cihang Jingzhai that can be entangled with their demon sect for hundreds of years, and you can peek into one or two.

But now, these two major factions have been wiped out by the rain and the field with thunder.

If it was their demon gate that Yuhuatian moved this time, would they be able to block it?

The answer is necessarily no.

"However, is it really like this, the thousand-year-old foundation, reduced to the wedding dress of the rain field?!"

For a long time, 'perverse' You Niao said with a frown, with a deep unwillingness in his eyes.

He is the descendant of the evil emperor Xiang Yutian of the previous generation of the Evil Extreme Sect, and later Xiang Yutian died in the hands of Yuhuatian, and the status of the Evil Extreme Sect was greatly reduced.

This made him hate Yuhuatian, the culprit of all this, if he hadn't known that he was not an opponent, he would have already led the people to avenge Yutian for his master.

Jiang Ye glanced at him and said lightly: "If you have the ability to resist, this seat will naturally not sit still, after all, many masters of my Demon Gate are folded in the hands of this person, Xiang Yutian, Li Gong, Meng Chixing, Pang Ban, and Nian Lianxian...... It is not an exaggeration to say that this person is the mortal enemy of my demon gate. ”

"But when you don't have the ability to resist, if you don't want to die, it's better to know the times."

As he spoke, he looked at the others, with a hint of sternness in his eyes, and said: "The Demon Gate has been divided for so many years, it's not that this seat doesn't want to be unified, but I just don't think it's necessary, after all, over the years, each of you has walked out of your own way, maybe it's not a good thing to be separated." ”

"But in this matter, my demon sect has two factions and six paths, and it is bound to be both prosperous and loss-making."

"This seat warns you once again, the strength of the rain field is far from what we can compete with at this moment, as long as he is still in the day, if anyone dares to measure his own strength, do the way of death, and affect my entire demon gate, even if he goes to the ends of the earth, this seat will definitely crush him first!"

Everyone looked stunned, and then they all bowed their hands: "Yes, Senior Jiang." ”

Jiang Ye nodded, got up and said: "Then let's stop here today, there is no need to discuss this matter, it is decided, what Yuhuatian says, you can do it, each vein, send two personal disciples to Chang'an, and join the Daming Jinyi Guard." ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Ye paused and said, "Actually, this matter is not without benefits for us. ”

"After all, that Jinyi Wei is a close confidant of Yuhuatian, as long as our people enter it and are reused, there may not be no chance to surpass other sects in the future and make my demon sect rise again."

Everyone bowed their heads, looked at each other, and left the main hall one after another.

After everyone left, Jiang Ye slowly walked out of the main hall, turned his head to look in the direction of the extreme north, his eyes flickered, and he muttered in a low voice: "Kunlun Enchantment, the Well of Gods and Demons, and the Proverbs of the First Emperor...... Could it be that the legends are all true, and that terrible race is really coming back......"

As he spoke, Jiang Ye's face flickered and changed.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and his figure flashed, and he swept up the sky, galloped away in the direction of the extreme north, and soon disappeared into the sky.

Just when the whole Great Sui was shaking and uneasy.

In the Qinling Mountains, above Taibai Mountain, a figure wearing a silver-white python robe fell from mid-air and stopped in front of the stone tablet carved with the three big characters of 'Taibai Gate' halfway up the mountain.

This person is none other than Yuhuatian.

Everything in Da Sui was settled, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the remaining details, so he was going to come to visit Bai Qi and ask about some old things by the way.

Moreover, strictly speaking, he has long been related to Great Qin.

After all, Meng Tian, one of the four famous generals of Great Qin, was also resurrected because of him.

Now that the head of the four famous generals of Daqin has been born, it is reasonable for him to come and visit.

Falling in front of the stone stele, Yuhuatian looked up and saw that everything in this Taibai Mountain was no different from before.

Although the last battle with Emperor Shakti and Bai Suzhen was fierce, this Taibai Mountain was not affected much.

Taking a deep breath, Yuhuatian looked at the top of the mountain and said loudly: "Junior Daming Yuhuatian, come to visit Wu Anjun's predecessors." ”

The sound fell, and there was silence in the mountains.

But only a moment later, there was a sound of footsteps at the top of the mountain.

Yuhuatian looked at it, only to see that at the top of the mountain at the end of the stone stairs, a young man in a white robe appeared, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, with a pair of big eyes, looked at him with curiosity, and then said: "You come with me, the old man of the master asked me to invite you up the mountain." ”

"Thank you."

Yuhuatian didn't say much, and after bowing, he walked up the mountain quickly, and followed the young man to the depths of the mountain forest.

Walking beside this young man, after a little sense, Yu Huatian couldn't help but be a little frightened.

This young man doesn't look very old, but his martial arts have also reached the level of a great grandmaster, and he is far stronger than the average great grandmaster, judging by his breath, he is comparable to a martial artist in the later stage of the great grandmaster.

It's just that the true qi in the young man's body is quite weird, somewhat similar to the true qi of ordinary martial artists, but it is not exactly the same, but it looks more like the sword yuan he cultivated, but it does not contain any sword intent fluctuations, but it is the same as Bai Qi and Bai Yu, the head of the Taibai Sect who appeared that day, filled with a cold murderous aura.

Is this the exclusive cultivation method of the Taibai Sect?

Yu Huatian thought secretly in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "This little brother, are you also a descendant of Wu Anjun?" ”

The young man shook his head and said, "No, I was adopted and raised by my master." ”

Yuhuatian couldn't help but be stunned, judging from the previous situation, this Taibai Gate should be created by Bai Qi's descendants, passed down from generation to generation, the purpose is to protect Bai Qi's tomb and wait for Bai Qi's resurrection.

In the generation of Bai Yu, the head of Taibai Sect, it happened to be passed on to the seventh generation.

This young man is the descendant of Bai Yu, so it should be the eighth generation of Bai Qi's descendants, but he didn't expect it to be not.

Shaking his head, Yu Huatian continued: "I see. By the way, forgive me for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, I don't know what kind of martial arts the little brother is cultivating? ”

The young man shook his head and said, "Master said that my Taibaimen cultivation is not a traditional martial art, but I don't know what it is, Master only said that it is called 'Killing God Technique'." ”

"Killing God Trick ......" Yu Huatian muttered in a low voice, a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

It is not a traditional martial arts, but a new way of cultivation, and it seems that the cultivation in the ancient period is far more exciting than he thought.

I don't know how to practice this 'Killing God Technique', judging by the breath, the true qi condensed in this young man's body is comparable to the sword yuan he cultivated.

You must know that he is a consummate of heaven and man at the moment, and the way of the sword is also a consummation of the spirit sword realm, and this young man is just a great grandmaster realm.

It can be seen from this that this god-killing trick is so powerful!

Yuhuatian was still about to inquire carefully, but in the depths of the woods, an old voice suddenly came: "Tian'er, what are you rubbing, why don't you come in quickly, do you want the master to wait all the time?" ”

The young man was taken aback and hurriedly said, "Yes, Master." ”

After speaking, he glared at Yuhuatian and said, "It's all your fault, I was scolded by the master, come with me, otherwise I won't have any good fruit to eat today." ”

With that, the boy walked in quickly.

Yu Huatian couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seemed that it was his own inquiry, which made Bai Yu a little dissatisfied.

"It's a presumptuousness."

Arching his hand towards the depths of the woods, Yuhuatian didn't say anything more, quickly followed the young man, and continued to walk towards the depths of the woods.

Nothing to say all the way.

Soon, there was a sudden light in front of him, and a simple small thatched hut appeared in front of Yuhuatian.

In the middle of the woods in front of me, birds and flowers were singing, and there was a small hut on the left, and a cemetery on the right, with a few lonely graves scattered around.

There is only the middle one, and there is only a deep pit left.

As for the owner of the tomb, Great Qin Wu'an Jun Bai Qi was standing in the open space in front of the tomb with Bai Yu, the head of the Taibai Sect, waiting quietly with his hands in his hands.

Seeing Bai Qi's back, Yuhuatian's heart sank.

Just a back made him feel as if he had seen a scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the entire world seemed to turn blood red in an instant.

(End of chapter)