Emperor Ba Si Pa had a sad face and was compassionate: "Wudang Zhang Sanfeng is indeed an unborn genius. With-Dream- . You should be able to take that step at any time and ascend to the Upper Realm. ”

Zhang Zhenren shook his head slightly, "It's not enough, the accumulation of the old way is still a little short, so the old way came here at the invitation of the Chongyang Dao brother, not just for my apprentices." ”

"I see. Emperor Ba Si Pa said indifferently: "The poor monk practiced with the help of the imperial luck, and it has also reached the point of being like this. If you can't repay the luck of Mongolia, I'm afraid that the poor monks will only stay here, and it will be difficult to soar. ”

"The poor monk thought that there would be no chance again, but he didn't expect it to be unpredictable. Today's war was a turning point in Mongolia's fortunes. Emperor Ba Sipa said in a deep voice: "The poor monk can only fight with all his strength, and if he succeeds, the general trend of Mongolia will be unstoppable, and the poor monk will be expected to rise; ”

"Amitabha, Zhang Zhenren, be careful. ”

The sky was dark, the daylight converged, the stars vanished, and darkness spread from the east, occupying half of the sky.

Emperor Pasipa pointed to the sky, above the sky, the Buddha's light appeared, a towering huge Buddha supported the heavens and the earth, holding the supreme god, waving the holy light, countless Buddhas sang Buddha sounds, bowed and worshipped.

Zhang Sanfeng's crane hair fluttered, standing in the air, boundless purple qi at his feet, soaring clouds and mist, like a fairy: "In this battle, I am invincible!"

At this moment, between heaven and earth, the purple qi fills the sky, and the distinction between the two is clear; on one side is the sound of the boundless holy light and the Buddha of compassion, and on the other side is the vast purple qi and the sound of the ancient way.

"Light Falls!"

A suffocating coercion appeared dozens of miles away from the capital, still oppressing the heavens and the earth trembling, and all beings trembled, as if the end had come.

"What the hell is Ba Si Pa going to do, it is so terrifying, that piece of holy light, as if the fire of heaven has descended!" Li Lin was thinking wildly, and suddenly two figures fell from the sky.

"Master!"

"Chongyang Zhenren!"

"Living Buddha!"

One by one, the warriors drank lightly, Li Lin looked over, it was the Quanzhen King Chongyang and the Tibetan Living Buddha, the Great Sun Divine Palace and the Ten Thousand Swords Heaven and Earth were annihilated one after another, and the same law and the pure yang law were destroyed, and both sides were almost defeated and fell from the sky.

"Master!" the two brothers, Yang Kang and Yang Guo, cried out sadly.

"Rest assured, Chongyang real people have no worries about their lives. A middle-aged Confucian scholar said, he was dressed in a Confucian shirt, with a warm jade waist, and a gentle temperament, like a great Confucian, and said leisurely: "It's just ...... I'm afraid that the martial arts cultivation of this body will be wasted. ”

"What, this ......" Everyone was stunned, this is one of the three Dao Venerables in the Dao Sect, and now the cultivation has been abolished, which is too shocking.

"No matter what, thank you!" Yang Kang and Yang Guoqiang endured the pain and said gratefully.

"If the cultivation is gone, it will be gone, but if you can kill the living Buddha, it is worth it. Wang Chongyang opened his eyes, chic with relief, "Mr. Yanshan, thank you." With a gentleman here, Poor Dao is relieved. ”

"I am also a Han person, so why say thank you. The middle-aged Confucian said lightly, "Chongyang rest assured, when the battle between Sanfeng and the emperor is over, Poor Dao will definitely rescue the Quanzhen disciples and prevent the Quanzhen inheritance from being cut off." ”

"Thank you!" Wang Chongyang smiled.

"Living Buddha...... Dead!"

"The Living Buddha is dead? Impossible! How is this possible?"

"How can a living Buddha die? He is a god walking in the world, he will not die! He will never die!"

The warriors of the Western Lands wailed in pain, unwilling to believe that the great living Buddha they believed in had fallen, and those who were strong and fierce had cut off their hearts and wanted to go to the Western Elysium with the Living Buddha.

"Hurry!"

A loud shout, like the sound of heaven and earth, spread throughout the world, in the sky, the holy light rain, blooming a brilliant divine light, like a round of small suns, smashed towards Zhang Sanfeng.

The golden light is magnificent, and under the guidance of the gods, countless divine lights are condensed, like a torrent of raindrops, shooting past, as if the catastrophe of heaven and earth has descended.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were slightly condensed, his hands were hugged, thousands of miles of purple qi converged, and a huge Taiji diagram of more than 100 zhang slowly unfolded, black and white fish flowed, and the yin and yang qi were vast, heading towards the sky and rain.

The god building fell, the holy light dissolved, and the Taiji diagram became more brilliant, destroying the light and rain, blocking everything.

"True martial arts, purple qi thousands of miles!"

Zhang Sanfeng stood proudly, a Zhenwu Emperor behind him slowly appeared, and the two spirits of turtles and snakes guarded the left and right; he even stepped on the footwork, pushed and polished the Taiji diagram, and walked forward with the power to suppress everything, covering the sky and the sun, and sweeping everything.

Everywhere he passed, the light and rain shattered, and the god was dimmed, as if it was about to be shattered.

"Golden Wufa Phase, shrouded in holy light!"

"Wow!", a chirp, a hundred-foot three-legged golden crow spread its wings and flew, the monstrous holy light, dazzling, more blazing, surging out.

"Zhang Zhenren's law is actually the True Martial Emperor who punishes evil demons, it's incredible!"

"However, the law of the Mongolian emperor is also extraordinary, it is actually the law of the legendary three-legged golden crow of the ancient demon clan?!"

"The power of the Holy Light has materialized, enveloping Amano! This emperor has no weakness at all. The sword saint surnamed Huashan Feng sighed lightly, "It is also the realm of refining gods, but I can only defeat any of them." ”

Kongtong Sect Mu Lingzi said: "Indeed, one-on-one, these people's martial arts are already at the top of the world. This world can no longer accommodate them, and only ascension is their pursuit. Zhang Zhenren, the emperor, these two are really fighting each other, and when they meet opponents, they don't know what will happen to the winner?"

"I believe that Junbao will not be defeated!" said the Kunlun Three Sages.

"Perhaps. Mu Lingzi and Feng surnamed Sword Saint were stunned for a moment, and then thoughtful.

They were almost in the same era as Zhang Sanfeng, witnessed his rise, single-handedly created Wudang, overpowered Shaolin, and became one of the three Taoist Venerables of the peerless Daomen.

Especially He Zudao, he has the deepest friendship with Zhang Sanfeng.

Back then, Zhang Sanfeng was still called Zhang Junbao, and he was still a young monk who had never been out of Shaolin Temple, but He Zudao had already become famous and famous.

By chance, they met a girl from Xiangyang, Zhang Junbao and He Zudao fell in love with him, but before they could speak, she died tragically at the hands of the Mongols.

This girl was born in a martial arts family in Xiangyang, and the founder of this family is a lay disciple of Shaolin, and there is a boxing Arhat; the girl gave this Arhat to Zhang Junbao, but was misunderstood by Shaolin.

At that time, Zhang Junbao would rather be expelled from the door wall than hand over the arhat, because she gave it to him.

Within a few days, Zhang Junbao and He Zudao got the bad news: the girl was killed by Mongolia.

Zhang Junbao was heartbroken and hated his weakness and powerlessness, and He Zudao rushed to the outside of the fortress with the three-foot green peak, killing all those Mongols, but he was also pursued by the Mongols.

Later, He Zudao escaped and founded the Kunlun faction outside the Saiwai, vowing to be an enemy of Mongolia!

And Zhang Junbao is crazy, crazy because of love, crazy because of love, three times a day, the world calls it three crazy.

A few months later, Zhang Junbao suddenly woke up from his madness, and the Mongols who killed the girl died, but there were still thousands of Mongols, and thousands of girls were still dying tragically at the hands of the Mongols.

He realized, he had an epiphany, and that was his first epiphany.

Later, he tied his hair, became a Taoist priest, traveled all over the world, observed nature, comprehended heaven and earth, took all living beings as friends, the sun, moon and stars as companions, and the Xuanhuang universe as teachers.

He has killed bandits, bullies, bandits, and even the Mongols...... Finally, he understood that the power of one person could not save the world, and founded the Wudang faction in Wudang Mountain, a beautiful place;

This period of history is rarely known, Zhang Sanfeng came here, not only for the disciples of Wudang, not only to take the last step, but also to block the general trend of Mongolia, but also for the Han people in the world!

Above the sky, the two seemed to be in a stalemate, suddenly, the emperor Ba Si Pa smiled slightly, his hands pinched out the flying flame, a flame soared into the air, with the holy light as the salary, blazing, the god was shattered, in the flames, a few inches of three-legged golden crow spread its wings.

"Wow!"

One big and one small, the two golden crows fused together, and the true fire of the sun rose all over the sky, burning the sky, and even the broken black hole was not spared.

"Zhang Sanfeng, the sun is really hot, burn silent!"

At this moment, the situation changed dramatically!