Under the vicissitudes of white hair, the deep gaze fell on Zhang Shenling's body, and the gorgeous armor made the old man's eyes gradually greedy.

"Sure enough, you got the fairy art."

The golden light protects the way, and the flying hundred-zhang sword light surrounds the void, and in this unfamiliar space, this Jinlan Sect Ancestor also occupies an absolute advantage.

"Immortal magic is indeed powerful, but it is not a reason for you to cross this chasm."

The hundred zhang sword light represents the ultimate of the immortal law inheritance-Yaoguang Imperial Sword Technique, and the most terrifying thing is that until now, Zhang Shenling has not found where the opponent's flying sword is hidden in the void.

You know, this is in the world of his paintings, and every stroke of ink is in the eyes of his master.

"To open the Gate of Heaven, the most important thing is to understand and use the cognition of the void, otherwise where does the Gate of Heaven come from?"

"The gate of heaven is illusory, formless and substantial, but it can communicate for thirty-three days, why?"

"There is no other reason, if you want to copy the Heavenly Gate, you need to extract the invisible material from the void, among which nine deaths and one life, the slightest carelessness will lead to great terror."

"How can others understand the fear? If it weren't for caution, who would have taken tens of hundreds of years to copy the Heavenly Gate? ”

As Yun Mengze's oldest golden lotus, and even the person with the highest cultivation, Master Zhang has one of the biggest flaws, that is, he is pleased with the outstanding talents of his junior disciples, and surpasses his predecessors to a higher place.

The reason why one clan and four clans can exist is because he has good thoughts, otherwise the Zhao family, the ancient family, the water family, and the Zhang family? None of them can develop steadily for 200 years.

This is his weakness, as the guardian of Yunmeng Pavilion, he has the mission of making the Yunmengze cultivation world more prosperous, and this mission is imposed on him by himself.

It can be said that everything has come so far because this ancestor of the Jinlan Sect, who opened the Golden Lotus Nine early, is too soft-hearted.

suppressed the four major families, but he couldn't beat them all to death with a ruthless stick.

Zhang Shenling has been able to live until now, it can be said that there are countless reasons, but the most important thing must be this one's unbearable.

Now, Zhang Shenling was able to stand in front of him and light up the weapon in his hand.

Respect and resentment can be seen in the same person.

The Zhang family's hatred for Jin Lanzong is the accumulation of blood over the past hundred years, but in the same way, including Zhang Shenling, the vast majority of the people in the Zhang family who know about this existence have respect for him.

They wanted to kill the old man, and in the same way, respect each other, which was not a particularly obvious contradiction.

But the contradiction always exists, just like at this moment, in the face of the old man's heavenly gate, a gap was opened, and the flying sword body that was finally exposed in it, the fierce killing machine seemed to be able to tear the void.

The completely blooming golden lotus phantom was slowly spinning, and if anyone could see this scene, they would not doubt that the sword was already the limit of the golden lotus.

Zhang Shenling hesitated, not afraid of the power of this sword, but the old man with firm eyes.

"Senior ......"

"Needless to say!" Zhang Zhu interrupted Zhang Shenling's words, "Today's incident is the old man's own fault, and the old man wants to see Yunmengze appear in a brilliant world, shining in millions of mountains for thousands of years." ”

"I didn't think about destroying your Zhang family back then, so I had to swallow this bitter fruit."

"What's the point of life? Why be afraid of death? ”

"I don't know how many years I've been preparing for this day, let's do it, let's see if the Flying Immortal Imperial Sword in my Heavenly Gate can block your Zhang family's immortal fire."

"I've seen your strength, you're not my opponent, so you must have your hole cards."

"What I said just now is just that the old man is worried, after the old man dies, no one in Yun Mengze will be able to show you the way to open the gate of heaven."

"Kill me, destroy the Jinlan Sect, or be killed by me, and the Zhang family will cease to exist from now on!"

"I, Lord Zhang, have practiced for more than three hundred and ninety years, the avenue is facing thirty-three days, and I have no regrets in my life."

The old man burst out with a rare spirit at this moment, and the entire void was whistling, and Zhang Shenling, who was silent, still sighed after all.

The gaze under the armor of the heavenly general became fiery, became infinitely murderous, and became without the slightest emotion.

"In that case, old thing—you just go and die!"

Rumble!!!!!!

The sea of clouds in the sky boiled, and at this moment it turned into the most turbulent sea of fire, the earth cracked, and the red lava erupted, and the bright red liquid flowing above the earth gave birth to snow-white flowers.

At this moment, everyone looked at this magnificent scene in shock, and the red heaven and earth seemed to have turned into a furnace, refining everything.

The aura, gone.

Zhang Qing tried all his means, but he couldn't snatch even a trace of aura from the void.

He looked in the direction of Zhang Shenling, the void was originally empty, but it reflected a touch of light and shadow in this fiery world.

There are immortals, look back!

He looked at the world, raised his hand, brushed up, and painted the void.

The earth, the snow-white flowers above the bright red lava, suddenly floated into the sky, turning into a rich liquid, imprinted in the void with the flow of the pen in the hand of the vague fairy shadow.

No one could understand what the fairy was depicting.

However, everyone felt that within a hundred miles, all the aura of heaven and earth was burning in the flames, and the aura disappeared into the void, and then the sky was full of flames.

A big red sun appeared above everyone's heads, and the next moment the sun fell, like a meteor across the sky, smashing downward.

The inexplicable fear in their hearts was full of them, even the golden lotuses couldn't help but stop, they felt the threat of death.

Zhang Shenling stood alone in the void, the blank scroll in his hand gradually blurred, but it seemed that he was still standing in the scroll.

In front of him, there was a world that no one could see, in which the old man looked up at the great sun formed by the condensation of the flames, opened his mouth slightly, but finally said nothing.

"The immortality of immortals, no one can record, but the other side of immortals is the power of destroying the world."

"In the eyes of the immortals, the world is extremely weak, and it can be destroyed if you turn your hands."

"Even if the world is going to ruins, will you survive?"

Zhang Shenling looked at the front in silence, what about the Golden Lotus Jiukai, from the moment he sealed it in the picture scroll, the other party was already doomed to death.

The world of the picture scroll is going to be destroyed, how can the creatures in it escape this heavenly might?

Standing in silence in the void, a blazing fireball above Zhang Shenling's head grew bigger and closer, and eventually, the flames engulfed the world in the painting.

A wave of heat spread in all directions, washing away the Jinlan Sect's great array and destroying the few peaks on this barren land.

The air was ignited, and thousands of monks, as well as the demons and aliens, all spread into the ignited flames.

Countless disciples of the Jinlan Sect were wailing, and suddenly, they couldn't stop this mighty blazing flame, and they were burned alive to death.

Unfolding the scroll, there was nothing on it, Zhang Shenling lifted the immortal technique and slowly put the scroll away.

"It's over."