Xiao Qianli was trapped in the colorless realm by the old monk of Wulone, he didn't know the heavens and the earth, he didn't know the passage of time, he just stepped on the earth, and the three atmospheres of "Shengtai Chi", "Swallowing the Sun and the Moon", and "Turning the Three Qings" did not stop for a moment, and tried his best to compete with the three thousand methods of Wuxiang.

In the field, regardless of years and months, more than ten days have passed in an instant, Xiao Qianli has dozens of wounds on and off Zhou's body, and every time it is the most critical moment, Xiao Qianli has to take out a trace of the motherhood of all things, and perform the miraculous "Zhenshan River" stunt, after a long time, the mother of all things in the sea has been reduced by half.

The old monk of Wushan is also uncomfortable, the law body of the three thousand condensation of the three thousand methods of Wuxiang has been cut in half, and the opponent has not yet evolved the top three flowers, but the combat power is so long, so that the old monk of Wushan is more and more afraid of fighting.

Both of them were exhausted, and seeing that the six major law ministers came forward together, Xiao Qianli showed his long sword, and a move "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" was displayed, and two of the law ministers who were caught off guard were immediately slashed under the sword.

I only heard the old monk smile and said: "Master Xiao, I have seen your move hundreds of times, but I still can't figure out the essence of the sword intent. If it weren't for the domain, I was afraid that none of the three thousand Dharma Phases that had evolved would be the opponent of the donor. ”

Xiao Qianli felt empty in his body for a while, and while attracting the power of the stars to replenish the little remaining true qi in his body, he smiled and said, "I can't break through your realm, why can't you get this seat?"

The old monk smiled and said, "The old man didn't plan to arrest you, as long as he could delay for a few more days, what if he let the benefactor out?"

"How many more days to delay?" Xiao Qianli was suddenly startled and asked, "What day is it now?"

"It's about the first day of the first month......

"The first day of the first lunar month?" Xiao Qianli gritted his teeth angrily and said, "You bald donkeys, you come to the door in vain, and you won't be clean during the New Year!"

The laughter of the lonely old monk came from the void, and said: "You and I are both people outside the world, what does it matter if we can't pass the New Year?"

"The New Year doesn't mean anything to you, but it's ...... to me" Xiao Qianli was just about to scold back a few words, when his heart suddenly moved, and he exclaimed, "It's the New Year?"

"New Year, New Atmosphere!It is the Spring Festival, this system specially releases the Spring Festival gift package for the host, do you want to check it immediately?"

The long-lost system reward prompt sounded, and Xiao Qianli, who was extremely tired, suddenly perked up.

"Yes!"

"Congratulations to the host, who managed to live one more year. Special rewards to improve a small realm. ”

Xiao Qianli was so angry that he gritted his teeth, what does it mean to "live one more year"? Could it be that this system is looking forward to his early death every day?

But when he heard the second sentence, Xiao Qianli's heart suddenly bloomed.

What I miss the most is the improvement of the realm, and I finally survived to this day. As long as your skills go to the next level, you will have the hope of getting out of trouble.

Therefore, when the system immediately issued the Spring Festival gift package, Xiao Qianli did not receive it directly, but temporarily stored it in the system.

The old monk suddenly had a sense in his heart, and when he looked up, he saw a fine light suddenly flashing in the vast void, and the light shattered the void, and it disappeared into the top of Xiao Qianli's head in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't help but wonder: "What is it? How can it be so fast?

He faintly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly looked down, but saw that Xiao Qianli's face was calm as usual, but there were seven-colored treasure lights circulating all over his body, surrounding his body, slowly flowing.

As soon as that light entered his body, the injuries on Xiao Qianli's body were instantly healed, the essence lost in his body was restored as before, and all things began to form a mother's qi, he closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, and suddenly laughed and said: "My way is done!"

The pure jun sword in his hand shook out dozens of points of sword light, forced the six major laws in front of him to take a few steps back, reversed the long sword, and suddenly inserted it into the ground, and drew a mysterious trajectory of the Taiji Yin and Yang Fish in the air with both palms, and suddenly crossed and pressed on the hilt of the sword.

"Heaven has a way, people also have a way, walk in the sky and live, and die against the sky!"

"It's for—walking the way of heaven!"

The aura of "Sheng Tai Chi", "Swallowing the Sun and Moon", and "Hua Sanqing" suddenly collapsed and became invisible, and a huge sword qi more than five zhang long fell from the sky, merging with the pure Jun sword, and suddenly bloomed with ten thousand zhang of sword qi, enveloping the Quartet, murderous aura, and sweeping the audience.

The old monk was stunned, and suddenly felt that the heaven and earth were solidified, the clouds did not move, the wind did not flow, and the breath did not work, and he was taken aback. You must know that in the realm of the colorless realm, he is the master, the god who controls everything, and now that everything is out of his control, how can he not be surprised?

He was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see that the remnants of more than a thousand Dharma Phase Golden Bodies, under the shroud of the Heavenly Dao, were strangled by thousands of sword qi and turned into ashes one by one.

I only heard Xiao Qianli say aloud word by word: "No silence, I have destroyed your small world, and destroyed your three thousand methods of unphased, what else do you have to say now?"

The old monk laughed and said, "Destroy my colorless realm......?"

Before the words fell, he suddenly saw Xiao Qianli let out a long laugh, his arms shook, and a seven-colored brilliance flashed out of his chest, instantly expanding to the whole audience.

"Man and sword are one!"

There was a loud bang, and the aura of the Heavenly Dao suddenly burst open, and thousands of thunderbolts exploded at the same time on the flat ground, and the awe-inspiring sword qi swept across the audience, instantly blowing this small world into powder.

With the collapse of the Colorless Realm Heaven, the Three Thousand Phases of Nothingness suddenly disappeared, all of them condensed into a group, and turned into the entity of the Silent Old Monk, standing in front of Xiao Qianli, with surprise and confusion in his eyes.

The way of heaven was exploded, and its power was extraordinary, and Rao is a powerful person in the realm of the Pure Land was also shaken by the shock, and his qi and blood were also blocked.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xiao Qianli had already pulled out the Chunjun sword with his backhand, and the long sword was a little, and the "Xuan Yi Wuxiang" suddenly hit the unprepared old monk who was thrown back, and then "the sword rushed to yin and yang", and hit a "follower" on the old monk.

"Here comes the sword!"

As soon as the old monk stood firm, he saw that the opponent's body was up and down, and a faint purple mist had appeared at some point.

And on the opponent's long sword, it is also a purple air rotation, implicit but not exposed, exuding a sense of oppression that people dare not look at.

His gaze had just noticed the Chunjun Sword that had stabbed fiercely, and his heart suddenly shook violently.

In an instant, he seemed to feel the growth, aging, and destruction of all things, the vicissitudes of life, the cycle of life and death, and the precipitation and surge of endless waves, even dating back to the beginning of the world and the beginning of the Three Realms.

It's just a moment, but it seems like hundreds of millions of years have passed.

The old monk's hair stood on end, only to feel that there was a great threat coming, desperately trying to dodge, but he couldn't move a single step, and wanted to raise his true qi to resist, but he was banned by "Xuan Yi Wuxiang" and "Sword Chong Yin and Yang", and before he could figure out a way to resist, with the blessing of purple qi from the east, the pure Jun sword had pierced his chest.

His pupils suddenly contracted, he broke back, took off the incomparably sharp Pure Jun Sword, staggered back a few steps, put his palms together, and sighed: "If you come to know and see, it is an immeasurable blessing for all sentient beings...... Why, is it that all sentient beings have no self-appearance, human appearance, sentient beings, and long-lived beings......"

His voice gradually deepened, he raised his eyes, and muttered: "I hope the donor will do less killing, and leave a breath of vitality for the Buddha Gate......"

Xiao Qianli looked at the old monk without loneliness, and only said slowly after a while: "If the Mahayana is not fighting, there is absolutely no reason for this seat to kill everything!"

"Indisputable?" the old monk smiled bitterly, his voice became weaker and weaker, and he said in a low voice, "But there is no ability to fight......

In the next moment, the body of the old monk had fallen down and died of anger.