The terrifying sword aura swept hundreds of miles in an instant.

The sky was full of whirling grass and dust, and all the dust was blooming at the moment.

Even the Heavenly Extreme Qiankun Sword in Lin Heng's hand was trembling slightly.

Lin Heng's eyes froze, and he directly threw the fairy sword, the wind swept away, and the fairy sword also spun up.

"Kill!"

At this time, Guixu Lao Dao issued an edict.

The sky was full of sharp edges, and suddenly like locusts crossing the border, they swarmed towards Amaterasu Patriarch.

The Heavenly Pole Qiankun Sword bore the brunt of the blow, and it was like a bamboo.

The crazy Patriarch Amaterasu finally came to his senses after feeling the ubiquitous sword aura.

"No...... No! ”

His pupils contracted violently, and he watched the Heavenly Extreme Qiankun Sword, leading the sky, penetrating towards his body.

But there is nothing to stop it.

The popping sound was endless.

In an instant, Patriarch Amaterasu's half-step heavenly body had been pierced hundreds of thousands of times.

"Breath!"

The old road to the void opened quietly, and the things that swirled in the sky gradually subsided, and at this moment the dust returned to dust, the earth returned to the earth, and the ground fell to the ground.

The eyes of the audience fell on the body of Patriarch Amaterasu, this half-step celestial-level, the oldest heritage of Jinshan Temple, at this time he was already like a sieve of chaff, and the countless Buddha lights in his body were like swimming fish, quickly overflowing.

"How can this be ......"

"How so?"

Patriarch Amaterasu lowered his head and muttered, there seemed to be unwillingness in his tone, which was probably unacceptable, and the half-step celestial himself would also fall.

He took one last look at the young master behind Guixu Lao Dao, and said with resentment in his eyes: "Jinshan Temple, ...... dead"

The voice fell.

His body was weathered and dissolved, and in an instant, it turned into a speck of dust.

The breeze blows and dissipates.

"Hiss......"

Several monks in the distance, after witnessing the scene of the fall of the foundation, all looked at each other involuntarily and gasped.

At this time, the two old monks were robbed and killed, and they had completely lost the courage to fight again.

Almost at the moment of the fall of Patriarch Amaterasu, the two fled to the outside world with frightened faces.

In fact, they also knew that they were already waiting to die, and even if they escaped, it would only be ten days at most.

But for some reason, the closer you get to death, the more likely it is to breed fear in your heart.

Or maybe it's the instinct of life, even if they can live a little longer, they don't want to fall.

In this regard, Guixu Lao Dao just shook his head helplessly, and then his mind moved, and the sword qi in the sky rushed away.

The catastrophe that has been at the end of its rope does not even have the strength to struggle, both of them are pierced in the sky, and then with despair and unwillingness, they explode on the spot!

"Oh my God."

Those few powerhouses were only dozens of miles away from the place where they were killed, and for their realm, they were no different from being close at hand.

"We have witnessed the ...... of history"

"The three heritages, once fell, thousands of years of Buddhism, Jinshan Temple really died......"

Several people murmured in amazement, and their hearts shook.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a terrifying force to the extreme exploded in the distance.

"Huh?"

Several people looked at the battlefield with shocked expressions.

Guixu Lao Dao also raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly fell to Lin Heng's side to prevent any accidents.

Lin Heng's expression was solemn, his eyes pierced through the clouds and fog, and he also looked over there.

At that time, the young monk of Little Sumeru Mountain had been beaten very badly, and seeing that he could not escape, he had to take out a lotus platform.

It was his life-saving relic!

After the lotus platform was thrown into the sky, eight hundred lotus petals bloomed in an instant, and the dazzling Buddha light erupted from it, and all kinds of fairy birds appeared and turned into a pillar of light that rushed to the sky.

Phantom Mustard was almost desperate, plunging headlong into the pillar of Buddha Lotus light.

The Lotus Boat Patriarch and the Chaoling Patriarch looked at each other and hurriedly intervened to stop them, but the eight hundred lotus petals of the Lotus Platform shot out.

The two of them were helpless and hurriedly resisted.

After all the eight hundred lotus petals were destroyed, there was no longer a phantom mustard in the field, and the pillar of light that cupped into the sky gradually dissipated, leaving only a crack in the sky.

"Damn, what the hell is this? This also ran for him! ”

Patriarch Lianzhou was a little annoyed.

The patriarch of Chaoling was also worried: "This son is young, not to mention his profound cultivation, and he has such a secret treasure, it seems that his status in the Little Sumeru Mountain is not trivial." ”

"This time let him escape, in the future, I am afraid that he will become the enemy of the Daomen, alas, ......"

The two sighed.

It's just that when his eyes fell on the young Taoist priest again, his mood instantly became enlightened again.

"That little bald donkey is indeed extraordinary, but compared to our junior, it is still inferior." The ancestor of Chaoling said with appreciation.

"That's it!"

Patriarch Lianzhou smiled, both fell back to the ground, and opened his mouth to ask, "Little friend, how is the injury?" ”

Lin Heng stood up with some difficulty, and said with a smile:

"Dead."

After speaking, he said to the three people in front of him: "The younger generation Qingfeng Guan Lin Heng, I have seen the three seniors, thank you for the rescue, dare to ask the names of the three seniors?" ”

When the three of them heard this, they looked at each other and smiled, and reported their calendars one after another:

"The eighth generation of Wudang is in charge, Chaoling."

"The twelfth generation of Wudang is in charge, and he is empty."

"The twenty-seventh generation of Wudang is in charge, Lotus Zhou."

"You're polite!"

Lin Heng's expression froze when he heard this, and he said again: "It turned out to be the ancestor of Wudang, the three seniors came to the rescue at the cost of dying, and the juniors are really ashamed to be ......."

Lin Heng's eyes were complicated, these three people were all out of the background, which made him feel sorry.

However, the three of them were equally apologetic, shaking their hands again and again:

"Xiaoyouxiu should be ashamed, you are alone to revitalize Taoism, and you have been repeatedly attacked by Buddhism, but we don't know anything."

"If you want to talk about guilt, it should be me."

"If it weren't for the manifestation of the old man's master, I would have lost the Lord of Rejuvenation today......"

Patriarch Lianzhou's tone blamed himself.

When Lin Heng heard this, he looked at the sky thoughtfully, and said in a solemn tone:

"Could it be that the Taoist sage of Fangcai is the ancestor of the prosperity of Wudang, Zhang Zu Zhang Zhenren?"

Patriarch Lianzhou nodded: "Exactly!" ”

Lin Heng's heart shook, and he said loudly to the sky:

"Thank you Wudang Zhang Zhenren!"

The sky was cloudy, and although there was no response, I thought that the one in the sky had seen it.

"Speaking of Xiaoyou, you actually came alone to crusade against Jinshan Temple, which is too bold." Patriarch Lianzhou sighed at this time.

Lin Heng nodded and said, "I am not angry for a while, I am indeed impulsive, and I will not be so reckless in the future." ”

Today is indeed dangerous, if it weren't for Zhang Zhenren's appearance, he summoned the three Wudang backgrounds.

I was indeed going to fall here.

Hearing this, Patriarch Lianzhou praised again: "But you are also really fierce, you actually killed the entire Jinshan Temple with the power of one person, if it weren't for the sneak attack of the bald donkey of Little Sumeru Mountain, this thousand-year-old holy sect really let you pick it alone!" ”

(End of chapter)