The huge aura enveloped the entire mountain, and the mother air of all things was radiant, shining brightly in the night, shining on the top of the huge Jade Void Peak as if it was day.

The Innate String Moon Array, which had already reversed and collapsed, suddenly stagnated, and the barren land inspired by Chu Xun also returned to calm in an instant.

The four abbots of Zhengci, Hongfa, Dajue, and Gufeng were besieging Tao Shuangting, Liu Suifeng, and Li Chengyuan, and seeing that Zen Master Dajue had broken through Tao Shuangting's defensive circle, he slapped him in the chest.

Hongfa waved the long sword of the falling moon with the wind with one finger, and at this time, the empty door of Liu Suifeng was wide open, and the next moment he would be stepped on by Hongfa to enter the middle palace.

Li Chengyuan was furious, under the extreme rage, his eyes had turned blood-red, almost crazy to attack Zhengci and Gu Feng, but Zhengci blocked and parried one by one, and Gu Feng next to him took advantage of the situation and punched him in the right shoulder.

And all this, under the shroud of Zhenshan River, has become invisible.

The moves of Dajue, Hongfa, and Gu Feng had already bombarded the opponent's body heavily, but they were stopped by an invisible soft force, no matter how hard they tried to use their true qi, they could not advance an inch.

What a strength this is! What a wonderful exercise!

"Master, I'm back in the mountains—"

"The Sect Leader is back!"

Whether it is Song Shujian, Tao Shuangting, Xie Guangling, or Liu Suifeng, Chu Xun, Li Chengyuan and other disciples, they are all pleasantly surprised, and they can't wait to shout to express their inner joy.

An extremely grand spiritual will slowly descended, shaking the hearts of the heavens, the earth and the people.

The top of the Jade Void Peak, where the killing sound shook the sky, became silent in an instant, and everyone raised their heads in unison, looking at the elegant figure who was riding a golden eagle and slowly descending.

Dongfang has already shown a trace of fish belly white, and Xiao Qianli's figure is becoming clearer and clearer.

He looked around the audience and suddenly smiled.

He gently patted the head of the golden eagle Huo'er, stepped out of the air, as if there was an invisible staircase, and walked down from the air step by step, wearing a Confucian robe, his long hair was tied up, and he casually threw it behind his head, and the yin and yang fish on his forehead slowly rotated, as if it contained the supreme avenue.

Liu Suifeng suddenly realized, hurriedly turned over and bowed down, and said in a loud voice: "Welcome Master back to the mountain!"

Chu Xun, Liu Suifeng, Guo Yuying's sister and brother, and Yu Xianrou also bowed down one after another, and said loudly: "Welcome Master back to the mountain!"

The door of the Sanqing Palace was opened, and a group of inner and outer disciples led by Cheng Jun knelt on the ground one after another, shouting in unison: "Welcome Master back to the mountain!"

Song Shujian laughed, laughing so much that tears were about to flow out, not only Song Shujian, but also Tao Shuangting, who was seriously injured and cold and solemn, and Xie Guangling, who was paralyzed and weak, all struggled to kneel down on one knee and bowed his hand and said, "Welcome back to the mountain!"

Lu Wuyi, who had just woken up from a coma and rushed out of the Dan room, couldn't help but cry with joy when he saw the familiar figure, tears welled up in his eyes, and Ying Ying bowed down and said, "Welcome senior brother back to the mountain!"

Xiao Qianli smiled slightly and said, "You have all worked hard!

He walked down lightly, stepped on the Jade Void Peak, turned his head to look, looked at the old man who was riding the eagle in mid-air with a peaceful gaze, and said quietly: "Isn't Manichaeism's hand stretched out too long?"

That old man is a generation of martial arts masters, at first he was intimidated by Zhenshan River, and he was shocked for a while, but at this time he came back to his senses and said in a deep voice: "Pure Yang Sect Master, I have heard of the name for a long time!"

He took twelve cautions, fell to the ground, and watched Xiao Qianli with all his attention, and said slowly: "'Dark Dust Dispersion' can't be left outside, your sect Lu Wuyi must be handed over to us!"

"Really?" Xiao Qianli asked lightly, "Who gave you the courage to ask for someone from the Pure Yang Palace?"

"You!" the old man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he burst into anger and shouted, "There are no less than 100,000 Manichaean sect members, aren't you impatient with a small Pure Yang Palace?"

"One hundred thousand sects?" Xiao Qianli shook his head with disdain in his eyes, "Exotic sects are not allowed to step into the Central Plains, this is an iron law. Since you are here, stay in Yuxu Peak and repent!"

He grabbed it with his big hand, and the old man had been vigilant about Xiao Qianli's every move, and when he saw this, he immediately stretched out his arms and shouted: "Fortunately, there is Mingzun, and you will drive the night forever." With the power of the Undifficult Mingzun, resist the world's catastrophes!

In an instant, his figure suddenly became ethereal, and even the light seemed to be distorted.

But Xiao Qianli's big hand only paused for a moment, only to hear him snort coldly, his arm reached out again, grabbed the old man's body out of nothingness, and threw it on the ground. The old man snorted, his body twisted weakly a few times, and then his whole body collapsed to the ground weakly, and Xiao Qianli grabbed this point, and sealed several big points on his chest together.

"Great Sage Ming Venerable Dharma?" Xiao Qianli glanced at the old man with interest, turned his gaze, looked at the four Manichaeans who were dressed differently from others, and nodded, "In this way, this is the five magic illusions under your seat?"

The old man was captured, and the four of them could not hide the horror in their hearts, glanced at each other, hurriedly turned the giant eagle under their seat, and were about to turn around and flee.

"Since you're here, don't go!"

Xiao Qianli snorted lightly, and a sword qi behind him rushed straight into the sky, turning into ten thousand points of sword light in an instant, and suddenly brushed down overwhelmingly, and the Manichaean people who stayed in the air, regardless of human eagles, were suddenly cut into several pieces by the boundless sword qi, and the blood light splashed, like a blood rain, and the stumps and broken bodies fell from the air one after another.

Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!

The four of them knew it well, and hurriedly shouted, each showing their innate skills, Xiao Qianli glanced at it a few times, and nodded slowly: "Ruyi Method, Greedy Demon Body, Bright Appearance, Returning to Silence, Manichaean martial arts is self-contained, but it is quite ingenious." If you practice to the extreme, there is really some merit,"

Although these four people are rare and good hands in Manichaeism, at this time, they can't help the power of Xiao Qianli's ten thousand swords, they can withstand one sword and two swords, but they can't withstand the wanton slashing of hundreds of sword lights, only a few muffled snorts sounded one after another, but those four people died one after another, and their deaths were no different from those ordinary sect members.

It's just this hand, and the audience was shocked. Only Chu Xun and Cheng Jun cheered loudly: "Master is so powerful!"

The four abbots were also so shocked that they couldn't speak for a while, and after a while, the abbot of Fuxian Temple, Zen Master Hongfa, suddenly shouted: "Xiao Qianli, where is my uncle now?"

"No silence?" Xiao Qianli slowly turned around and replied, "No silence has returned to the sky!"

Bingjie is a Taoist term that means to be killed by a blade and die without body. Although the monks were from the Buddhist sect, they also understood the meaning, and the four abbots couldn't help but tremble, and their eyes suddenly became frightened when they looked at Xiao Qianli.

The Silent Zen Master of the Pure Land Realm actually died under Xiao Qianli's Pure Jun Sword?

In this way, Xiao Qianli's true cultivation is not ......