At this time, Zhu Jiuyin wanted to leave again, but it was already too late.

The old man in the blue shirt waved his big sleeves, and the splendid picture of mountains and rivers moved, instantly extending to a length of almost a thousand zhang, forming a big circle around Zhu Jiuyin.

On this thousand-zhang long scroll, it is no longer a scene of splendid mountains and rivers, but like a splendid picture scroll painted by the Tianguan immortals themselves.

In this picture scroll, there are lifelike figures, there are the old Taoist masters who ride the dragon down the mountain, there are Shangguan Xianchen who stepped on ten thousand swords to go to sea, there are the real people Qingchen who pinched his fingers and tacitly calculated the heavenly machine, there are Xiao Yu, the founding emperor of the Great Qi who threw the whip and broke the river, there is the Emperor Taizong Xiao Xuan of the Great Qi who sits in the imperial palace, there is the Great Emperor Gaozong Xiao Bai of the Great Qi who sits on the waist with a sword, there is the great elder Diao Yin of the Xuanjiao who holds the cane, there is the abbot Muguan of the Buddhist Gate who sits on the lotus platform, there is the great Zheng Shoufu Zhang Jiangling who stands in the temple with a jade wat in his hand, there is the leader of the Confucian Sect Wang Yun who ascends to the wind, there is the Confucian master Sun Shiwu who travels to study, and there is the white-haired old man Gongsun Zhongmou who walks in all directions with a sword box on his back, there is Mr. Fu Fu Chen who falls on the chessboard, Xiao Shen who walks with the sword in his hand, and Tianchen who steps on the auspicious clouds......

There are nearly 100 people on this long scroll, and they are the people at the top of the world in the eighteenth-floor realm or close to the eighteenth-floor realm in the past hundred years.

These people have one thing in common, that is, they have all passed away, or they have attained the Tao and ascended to heaven, or they have died and gone to the Nine Shadows, in short, they are no longer in this world.

Some of these people are still well-known to the world today, such as the three generations of emperors of Great Qi, Xu Beiyou's master Gongsun Zhongmou, as well as Sun Shiwu, Qingchen, Xiao Shen and others, while some people have gradually become legendary figures, such as Zichen, the old head of Daomen, Tianchen, the teacher of Zhang Bai's preaching and teaching, Shangguan Xianchen, the great sword immortal, Wang Yun, the former leader of Confucianism, and others.

The reason why this heavy weapon in the world was once called "Mountains and Rivers Map" was because it became a cave in the sky, and the reason why it was later renamed "Tianji List" was because of the scene in front of him.

Although many of the people on the list are no longer eighteenth-floor earth immortals, or become heavenly immortals, or simply die, but on the heavenly machine list, they still roughly maintain the gas state when they were on the heavenly machine list in the world, at this time, phantoms appear on the long scroll one after another, although it is only the illusionary phantom of these people on the list, but this battle is probably enough to discourage ordinary earth immortal monks, which can be called a grand view.

Lan Yu flicked her fingers lightly, "Yin Fire." ”

The Heavenly Machine List began to rotate slowly, and the phantom of Diao Yin, the Great Elder of Xuanjiao, came to the middle position, and with a slap of the cane in his hand, black flames were born from nothingness, jumping and burning wildly, and swept towards Zhu Jiuyin.

Zhu Jiuyin is protected by the Twelve Heavenly Arrays, and he is not afraid, and the immortal miasma above his head is like a tassel falling, protecting him in it, no matter how the yin fire rages, he can't make an inch. Moreover, this Great Elder of the Witch Sect was not willing to sit still, and waved a heroic light, about seven inches long, with eyes and wings, and flew out in a whirlwind, falling straight on the blue jade head.

Lan Yu snapped his fingers again and said, "Xuan Bing." ”

The Heavenly Machine List turned again, Diao Yin's phantom moved away, and the Daomen Sect Principal Peak Master Tianchen Dazhen's phantom turned into the middle, flicking the sleeves of his robe, and there was cold ice born from nothingness, stacked layer upon layer, and in the blink of an eye, a towering iceberg had appeared in front of Lan Yu, and this iceberg was still growing and expanding, allowing this Haoguang Hook to be unmatched, constantly cutting the ice, and in the next moment, there was always a new Xuan Ice to make up for the original position.

"The art of borrowing. Zhu Jiuyin's face suddenly became a little ugly, in the past, Lan Yu had the heavy weapon of the Heavenly Machine List to borrow, even if he had the support of the Twelve Heavenly Great Arrays, it was inevitable that he would not be able to consume it.

What's more, there is also a Zhao Qing next to him.

At this moment, Lan Yu snapped his fingers for the third time, "Heavenly thunder." ”

This time, it was the old master of the Daomen who taught Zichen, who was not only the teacher of Qiu Ye, the first person today, but also the first person who had to draw the ground for twenty years before Shangguan Xianchen's sword path was consummated.

Zichen's figure was a little different from the other figures, his figure was slightly blurred, and he could vaguely see that he was wearing a purple palm robe, and the purple qi around him poured wildly, converging into a long river under his feet, and then stretched out his hand towards Zhu Jiuyin and patted it from afar.

In an instant, the sky seemed to have been blasted open a hole, and a purple thunder crashed down, like a purple waterfall, flying down three thousand feet!

Heavenly thunder is the most restraining evil things.

The rolling miasma above Zhu Jiuyin's head was only slightly resisted, and it was directly penetrated by the rolling heavenly thunder.

Zhu Jiuyin took advantage of this gap and reluctantly moved his body, but he was still struck by the thunder on half of his body, and it was instantly scorched.

The Great Elder of the Witch Sect was so frightened that he didn't dare to spare half of his hand anymore, the blood and qi on his body surged, and the whole person turned into a blood-colored rainbow, sweeping hundreds of feet.

Lan Yu had already taken precautions against this, and said softly: "Buddha Country." ”

Zichen's figure slowly dissipated, turning into the figure of Mu Guan, the abbot of the Buddhist sect put his hands together, and countless Zen chanting suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and then a hundred zhang Buddha golden body appeared on the way to the blood rainbow, stretched out a palm, and became a Buddha country, so that the blood rainbow had a moment of stagnation and pause.

At this moment, Zhao Qing, who had been waiting for a long time, finally made a move, and his body suddenly swept to the side of the blood rainbow, his hands clenched into fists, picked them up high, and smashed them on the blood rainbow.

Countless blood lights suddenly bloomed.

There was a loud bang, like a flood bell and a big Lu.

Under Zhao Qing's full strength, the blood rainbow was completely shattered, and Zhu Jiuyin's figure appeared again, he had never been so in a hurry, like a lost dog, what made him even more frightened was that even if he was like a lost dog, he couldn't escape the danger, could it be that Jiazi's hard work would not be able to stay here today!?

Zhao Qing fell back to the ground, took a deep breath, and the sound of blood flowing in his body was like a tidal wave crashing on the shore.

The next moment, Zhao Qing stepped on the ground with one foot, and the whole person shot up like an arrow from the string, and came to Zhu Jiuyin in an instant, and smashed directly into Zhu Jiuyin's face with a punch.

Zhu Jiuyin was repelled by this punch for nearly a hundred zhang.

His originally pale face suddenly became extremely bright red, and the blood flowed like a stream of blood in the seven orifices, the blood was pitch black, and his white hair fluttered wildly in the air!

At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin had a monstrous hatred in his heart, hating Xu Beiyou, Murong Xuan, Li Fenggu, Lan Yu, and Zhao Qing.

The path to eternal life that hates oneself is almost cut off.

After an instant, Zhao Qing followed, and his body speed was so fast that he almost brought out afterimages behind him.

Next, Zhu Jiuyin completely fell into the point of being beaten passively, without the slightest power to fight back, only to see Zhao Qing punching non-stop, the speed of the whole person became faster and faster, and in the end, he could only see an afterimage floating up and down.

Bang.

Zhao Qing suddenly stopped his figure, which was already invisible, and Zhu Jiuyin's whole person was knocked into the air.

Zhao Qing put his hands into fists, jumped up suddenly, and came to Zhu Jiuyin's back in an instant.

Big drum pose.

The two fists smashed into Zhu Jiuyin's body like two drumsticks, and there was a bang.

Zhu Jiuyin's whole person exploded directly in mid-air, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

After Zhao Qing landed on the ground, he reached out expressionlessly to wipe away the blood on his face.

The ambitious Great Elder of the Witch Cult died like this, and he couldn't die anymore.

Zhu Jiuyin, who wants to dominate southern Xinjiang and become a dominant figure in Shuzhou, will not be blind to death.

If he could regret it, he would definitely not see Murong Xuan and the others, and at the last moment before he died, the hatred in his heart reached the extreme.

The person he hated the most was not Xu Beiyou, nor Lu Xinlian, who intervened halfway, or even Zhao Qing and Lan Yu, who teamed up to put him to death, but Murong Xuan, the Murong Lady who took the first step.