The stone path is like an old vine entwined with branches, twisting and turning, and it leads to the peak. Walking hesitantly, I only felt the sound of the wind in my ears, and looked back into the distance, the green mountains were green, and the green water flowed for a long time. Pine waves, bamboo sea, strange stones, waterfalls, the world's mountains and rivers to walk once, stained with dust, dyed and angry very good.

The mountain is shaped like a squatting tiger, leaning on the sky, and the water is like a running dragon, breaking through the mountain.

The mountains are powerful, the waters are veined, and it is a picturesque country!

The curling mist rises around the mountainside, fluttering like a fairyland, how good it would be to have the Great Gate Qingyang Venerable Master to drive the crane immortal, the depression of many years is relieved, and he almost wants to return to the west by the wind - the thought flashed in a flash.

Heaven and earth are long, and humanity is short.

On the top of the stone peak, an old monk, with wrinkles on his face, wearing a torn robe, holding a Zen staff, followed by a child in green clothes, with a thin body and clear eyebrows, carrying a burden, stepping on the dust, bypassing the stone carving. The old man held on to the staff and continued to climb upward, his right hand dragging the burden on his arm, and the gray monk's robe swept across the ground, step by step, full of fallen leaves.

Looking at the height of the peak, straight up to the nine heavens, there are ten thousand Tibetan Mountain Tianji Hall three feet three feet from the sky, Dayu Mountain half in the cloud and mist reputation, it is really true, Huikong thought about it, highlighting the fatigue of the face.

An old man and a young man walked up the stone path, and when they were still half a person's height from the top of the mountain, Huikong turned back to Xiao Shami and said, "It's here, Ziyu." Ziyu looked up at Shizu and saw Shizu's outstretched hand, holding out his little hand. Pull gently, three steps and make two steps to the top of Dayu Mountain.

It is surrounded by bald stones, and there is a clearing in the middle, with a Borneo tree and stone Buddha standing on the side of the north corner. The stone Buddha clasped his hands together, sat cross-legged, staring into the distance and his poignant eyes revealed the soul of the stone Buddha, unable to see through the past, and unable to guess the story that had been hidden for a long time. It is late autumn, full of gloom, dead leaves all over the ground, the Bodhi tree has already empty branches across the sky, Huikong saw this scene, the past smoke and clouds have appeared in front of him, he can't help frowning, the autumn wind blows his silver long eyebrows to the side, put down the burden and staff, take out the dry food and hand it to Ziyu.

"You're hungry, aren't you? You've come so far with me these days, and your little body is enough for you. Huikong's waist was arched like a horse shrimp, and he got up and relieved his anxiety a little.

"Master, where is this? Why is there a Bodhi tree and a stone Buddha statue?" The dry food was held in his little hand, and he pondered for thousands of miles against the Bodhi tree.

Huikong didn't answer his words, and staggered towards the stone Buddha, with infinite melancholy in his eyes. Come to the stone Buddha, put your hands together and bow deeply.

"Ziyu, you eat first!" squatted down to pull out the wild grass around the stone Buddha, and when he saw the stone Buddha eroded by the wind and rain, he sighed lightly, and time was like a shuttle.

Seeing the ruined images around him, he still remembered the scenes of the battle on this Dayu Mountain, and recalled them in his mind.

Lingyi's white pleated skirt was stained with blood, and a few holes were scraped out, with a demonic face, red pupils, and angry eyebrows: "If you don't let me take Huineng away today and wash Dayu Mountain with blood, you heroes in the world will be buried here." ”

I saw that the heroes were all seriously wounded, and there were countless casualties among the various sects and factions, which was really miserable to see! The people of the Daji Gate led by them were also mixed casualties, and the Chongying Zhenren who had just been defeated was covered with wounds, with blood at the corners of his mouth, and a divine weapon in his hand, shining with starlight, half-bent in Dayu Mountain.

Chong Ying Zhenren looked around, except for the famous Daji Gate, the Big Buddha Temple, and the Tianque Palace, all other parties are rabble, and today's famous people are all juniors except for themselves and Ziyin Zhenren, and the Buddha Shou Fanzhu Master has not left the Big Buddha Temple for many years, which is extremely dangerous.

The people of the Great Pole Gate came around.

"Master, are you okay?" Yuqing, Xuao, Nanyang and the others asked in unison, hurriedly moving forward to find out the master's situation.

I saw Chong Ying Zhenren facing Lingyi, his hand behind his back to the disciples, signaling to stop. However, Chong Ying Zhenren is really a cultivator today, and there is no loss in a fierce battle. However, looking at Lingyi's current posture, I am afraid that everyone present will know what a skilled person is!

"Senior Brother Daomen, you can rest and watch me fight!" Seeing a blue figure, holding a sword, hanging in the air, hunting in the long wind, his eyebrows fluttering, and his halberd finger said angrily: "Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, let me end your life today in Ziyin Zhenren of Tianque Palace!"

At this moment, whether it is the Great Pole Hall, the Great Buddha Temple, the Que Palace, and the righteous path, their eyes are full of hope, however, Chong Ying Zhenren, as well as the junior disciples of Fanzhu, can see that this battle is not easy.

Chongying Zhenren was silent about his breath, and everyone in Tianque Palace was concerned about Ziyin Zhenren.

"Stinky Taoist, don't be ashamed, but you are not as good as your Taoist brother, you gave your life in vain, hahaha!" Although Ziyin Zhenren is the head of today's famous family, he can enter the top five in the world in terms of cultivation, Lingyi believes that he has the cultivation of immortals, his heart is disdainful, and his face is full of ridicule, this is really true!

In response, the demonic qi of the five realms rushed towards Ziyin Zhenren against the wind.

In the face of the rapid attack, Ziyin real person shifted his shape, quickly changed his position, and formed a magic seal with one hand, and his whole body was shrouded in a clear and bright sky blue halo, shaped like a ball of light, suspended in the air to block Lingyi's demonic energy attack, and he turned over with a sword light.

Lingyi's steps were light, his figure was swaying, and he was not in a hurry to avoid Ziyin Zhenren's killing moves, so that the sword light could not get close and could not take advantage.

In the dodge, the cast - the evil ghosts are inseparable, the moves are retracted and released quickly, and the style is turned quickly, when it is really admirable, everyone knows, accompanied by a sneer.

The green sparks came one by one, coming from the surrounding mid-air, the eerie and ghostly aura was great, and slowly condensed into three ghost fires. At this time, a ghost skull was formed in the air, as if there were thousands of wolves wailing and thousands of ghosts crying together, and there were countless voices of resentful spirits.

"Ziyin Xiaoer, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to break into hell, look at the move!" shouted angrily, only to see the ghost skull, the upper and lower jaws bite together, and suddenly, Lingyi moved again, only to see the two eyes of the ghost skull, shooting out two red rays aggressively.

"Master, be careful!"

Seeing the recruitment, Ziyin Zhenren stood up with the sword, stood in front of his chest, defended the formation, not panicked, obviously trapped and defended is not a way, as the master of the Tianque Palace, he has to be famous, the long sword is sacrificed, a set of Tiangang sword tricks broke through the air, locked the formation door, this Tiangang sword trick swordsmanship is mysterious, and it is also two blue lights waved.

"Boom" shook the heavens and the earth, and a huge halo of light lit up the night sky.

What followed was a ferocious attack by the demons, their sharp teeth snapping fast, and they were close to each other. Ziyin's real sword style has changed dozens of times, with endless moves, thousands of changes, has resisted the attack of evil ghosts, and the fight is endless. Lingyi demonic energy is added to the body, and the power of this ghost skeleton is even more extraordinary.

Ziyin's real swordsmanship is exquisite, and he has been unable to attack after repeated defenses, and he has been trapped by this evil power.

Stunned to see Ziyin's real sword momentum suddenly, he opened his posture, walked five steps in front of the left, and then stepped three steps to the right, the long sword pierced the air, and he sang in his mouth: "Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Root; ”

Of course, Ziyin Zhenren is the master of the Tianque Palace after all, and his cultivation is directly pointing to the realm of the Holy Elephant Heaven and Man.

The people in the audience were all surprised, Chong Ying Zhenren bowed slightly, and could see that this Dao Sect junior disciple with different branches of the same stem had just entered the realm of heaven and man, and Yu Qingzi, who had reached the peak of the realm, blurted out excitedly: "Taiyi Divine Technique!"

The cultivation of the true cultivation is roughly three levels, which are the attainment of the realm, the holy image, and the heavenly tribulation, and from the attainment of the sacred, the difference is thousands of miles.

Tianque Palace is also boiling. As soon as this trick came out, the heroes of the world were surprised, and they had different views on the Daomen.

"I'm afraid the position of the head of the Dao Gate should also change hands!"

"The Master of the Great Pole Gate Qingyang is in front of the great treasure, who dares to make a mistake in front of the Great Pole Gate. ”

"Daoist friends are biased, looking at the current situation, I am afraid that the cultivation of the world is not as good as Ziyin Zhenren, but I am afraid that the Fanzhu of the Great Buddha Temple is also in vain. ”

Haojie argued non-stop, and at this moment, he saw Ziyin Zhenren's sword transformation into ten thousand sword qi, the atmosphere was shocking, and it was extremely exquisite, which made everyone present breathtaking.

If this sword goes down, not only will the demon skeleton be destroyed in an instant, but Lingyi will also pass through this sword, injuring the body. Just when Ziyin Zhenren thought so much and showed joy on his face, what he never expected was that when a sword went down, the ghost skeleton turned into thousands of green fluorescents, and every bit was an evil ghost skeleton.

The dark night, the boundless ink-smeared sky, there is no glimmer of stars, only the fluorescence of this demon, like a midsummer firefly, but not so romantic. At this time, the sad wind roared, the forest was ghostly, the evil spirits were ambushed, and an angry cry ran towards Ziyin Zhenren, although Ziyin Zhenren had immortal achievements, but there were hands that were difficult to defeat thousands of evil spirits, and where they touched, Ziyin Zhenren's robe burned and ignited black gas, which must be poisonous.

However, the positive Lingyi Heavenly Evil is unstoppable, Ziyin Zhenren has been defeated and defeated, unable to save himself, thousands of fireflies counterattacked the people in the field, and everyone is in danger.

Just at the moment of great danger, Chong Ying Zhenren showed his divine power in a moment, and the starting Dao Qi condensed and immediately transported the magic weapon of the Dao Gate - the Wufang Spirit Treasure Flag, forming a five-star large array to cover everyone in the field, only to hear a "Collect!", and countless resentful spirits slowly resisted the surrender of the five-star array.

At this moment, in the dark place in the distant sky, a voice of astonishment: "The five lotus leaves of the Creation Blue Lotus! Ten thousand golden lotuses, nothing can be broken, all evils are easy to dispel, and ten thousand laws are not invaded." Such a treasure is so overkill, it is inevitable that it will not be able to find its way, but the Great Pole Gate is really an important town for cultivation, but there is no successor!"

Where the Great Pole Gate is located, the clouds and mist are confused, and I see a fairy wind Dao bone, who seems to be a Taoist immortal dressed in a gray and white Taoist robe, holding a green mang, drawing a black and white Taiji diagram in the sky, a long sword to the sky, stepping on the nine palaces, galloping in ten directions, stunned to see the purple qi surging in the clouds, running three thousand purple qi. Suddenly, the sword qi turned, and I saw two shadows coming out, one black and one white, with the same movements. The black and white double Chongying real person soared straight into the sky and then ran towards Lingyi.

"Little Chaos Yuan Force!" Ziyin Zhenren, who had a slight momentum of support, was dumbfounded, the realm of heaven and earth was not far from the heavenly tribulation, the second immortal of Daomen may be the second immortal in the world, and admired the strength of Chongying Zhenren in his heart, and said in a lost voice: "Senior brother of Daomen, I am fortunate to fight with you today, senior brother is worthy of being a disciple of the Master of Qingyang, and he is afraid that he is unparalleled in the world." If you have to retreat from Lingyi, please take a look at the Great Gate - "Taixuan Zhenjing". ”

"We'll talk about it later. Chong Ying real people gathered their minds.

"Unheard of!" There was an uproar in the field, not only the people of the Great Buddha Temple and Tianque Palace, but even the disciples of the Great Pole Gate saw this spectacle for the first time.

With the control of the five-party spirit treasure flag, everyone in the field is safe, and Ziyin Zhenren also has the evil spirits that parry and rush towards him, but there are still some holes and wounds on his body, and his two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands.

The black and white Chongying real person struck Lingyi before and after, attacking with moves, exquisite and wonderful wheels, green mangs swaying, elegant and energetic, ruthlessly hiding femininity, luck and life, and forcing life to come.

Qi Xian Lingyi takes defense as an attack, attacks and defends freely, retreats as advances, fights fiercely at the same time, uses true yuan, condenses his palms, and is very ready to come out.

At this moment, the evil spirit was a little out of control, and it only took a moment to absorb the evil ghost, turn it into nothingness, and the five phalanxes converged into one, only to see a flag "whoosh" and fly to Chong Ying's real sleeve.

"Don't think that you have the Qingyang Venerable Master in the Great Pole Gate to ascend to the Dao, you can also ascend to the Great Treasure, you old immortal, today I will send you to Huangquan 3,000 zhang. Lingyi was furious, only to see that the palm technique was treacherous and ethereal, the left palm buckled into a sword finger and flew around, the sword qi was sharp, and the person who hit the trick must be crushed to pieces, and attacked Hei Chongying real person one after another.

"Lingyi, you and I are both cultivators, and this way reads you and you will ascend the avenue, and I can't bear to destroy your path, as long as you are no longer greedy for children's affection. "Hei Chongying real person dodged and moved, dodging Lingyi's fierce attack.

"I can't bear to ruin my Taoism, I speak better than I sing, but I beat the mandarin ducks, why?" Lingyi's cheeks tightened, his face smiled, and he pointed his fingers, which was the resumption of the offensive.

"Shemales have different paths, after all, it is against the way of heaven. Suddenly, the white body rushed to the real person's hidden wind, reversed the yin and yang, and resolved all the close moves of Lingyi.

"Heavenly Dao, haha, if I become an immortal, I am the way of heaven! What can you do with me! Ninety thousand miles of sky, the wind makes shadows, who am I dancing with? How lonely and boring, not to mention, become an immortal—I don't want to!" Lingyi bent his eyebrows suddenly, his right hand held the sword out of thin air, and when it was a move in the air, the long sword immediately made a "sonor".

Between attack and defense, there was no slackness, no longer hesitated at the moment, the long sword was erected in front of his chest, the sword finger in his left hand stroked the sword body, and the secret was chanted in his mouth. Suddenly, there was a clear sound, and a sword led the hunting wind, the sword qi was horizontal, and the wind and clouds all led to nine days of shock!

Shuangchongying real person intuition opponent is not good, collect the green mang, slap the palm of the virtual stroke, only to see the black and white two-color presentation, combined into one, a Taiji map, hanging in front of the chest, palm luck, has become both offensive and defensive, undefeated and winning.

At this time, the sword momentum of Lingyi turned again, the sword shadow was divided, and it came straight through the Taiji diagram, and a sword slashed the earth-shattering palm qi, only to hear the sonorous sound, which will turn the Taiji into invisible, and the sword qi did not retreat, and stabbed straight at the real person!

Seeing that the momentum was exhausted, Chong Yingzhenren cultivated to the heavens and the earth, turned into a clear "Dao" word, and integrated into the Taiji diagram, a little dazzling, a little brilliant, a pair of big palms bounced back the sword qi in an instant, and shot back Lingyi.

Ling Yi couldn't bear it, a mouthful of blood gushed up her throat, and blurted out: "Stinky cow nose, good cultivation!"

A cold drink, a murderous aura, and another killing move has come.

Chong Ying Zhenren's mind turned, and he moved freely, pointing to the move.

The master made a move, revealing a slight flaw, and it was already the intersection of Huangquan Road to go and return. Everyone present was amazed, lamenting the rare master tricks in the world, and they were addicted, and forgot that they were in danger.

The sword qi and palm blades are intertwined and staggered, the cold stars are red and hot, and the phantom and the blue and gray robes are competing back and forth, the sword is light, the body is light, the points are sharp, and the style is absolutely stunning, and it is already hundreds of rounds later.

Although Chong Ying Zhenren was holding the artifact Qingmang, he was still slightly inferior.

Surprised, Chong Ying Zhenren couldn't make a dangerous move, stunned to see the sudden change in front of him, Lingyi The long sword in his hand stabbed Chong Ying Zhenren's right abdomen, and then a palm slashed.