"Alliance leader, there is Tianzhu Mountain in front!"

Wu Yuan flew over excitedly, and he said happily: "Tianzhu Mountain is 1,200 miles away from the 100,000 Great Mountain, and 7,300 miles high. The legend of the pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info is half of the Zhou Mountain, the highest place is smooth as a mirror, you can see the immortals, but I haven't heard of anyone who has been up. ”

Han Sheng smiled: "What, do you want to go up and have a look?"

Wu Yuan shook his head: "Don't laugh at me, the ones who can go up are either immortals or land true immortals, where can ordinary monks go." ”

"Oh, then why did I, an ordinary monk, go up?"

A chuckle rang in my ears, but I couldn't see anyone. The cultivators were like facing a great enemy, and the flying sword charm was pinched in their hands, and they only waited for the enemy to appear.

"Hahahaha~" The ubiquitous laughter made people restless, and Han Sheng yelled: "All attention, the enemy is in the sky!"

The scattered cultivators looked at each other, the blue sky, white clouds, and the breeze gusted, and the entire sky was unobstructed, and there was no enemy.

"Hey, this Sanxiu has good eyesight, and he can actually see me. ”

The white clouds were drifting, and there was a tiny black dot moving around Tianzhu Mountain in the distance. Wu Yuan gasped when he saw it, if it was the enemy, the voice was still so clear at such a distance, as if he was talking beside him. This person's strength is incredible!

Han Sheng's cheeks trembled, and he was also shocked by this person's strength, how could there be such a strong monk? Didn't the monks above the Golden Pill of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance all go to the headquarters for a meeting?

"Alas, it's boring, it's just a big mirror, what's so beautiful. The voice sighed: "Most of the things in the world are false, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false if you don't see them with your own eyes." ”

"Well, you group of small casual cultivators are still quite well-behaved, and you don't run around, everyone is in trouble. ”

Han Sheng's heart suddenly swelled with a great sense of crisis, the vast divine secret in his body was running wildly, and Han Sheng shouted, "Disperse!

Although the scattered cultivators did not understand, they immediately followed Han Sheng's instructions and dispersed, and a white qi followed closely to the original position of the scattered cultivators, and exploded violently, and for a while, the sky was dark, and the screams and pains of the scattered cultivators continued one after another.

But compared to these, the panic and fear in Han Sheng's heart were difficult to express in words, the power of the white light just now was almost equal to the power he had detonated in the weapon workshop. The most important thing is that Han Sheng endured the stinging pain in his eyes and saw a snow-white silk thread in that white light!

Could it be that this is just the power of a silk thread?

"Alas, you casual cultivators don't run around, it will make me angry. The senior brother in charge said that if I get angry again, I will retreat for a hundred years. ”

Han Sheng wiped the dust off his face, looked at the big pit that was more than ten zhang deep, and swallowed with great difficulty: "You, who are you?"

"You ask my name?"

A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a high crown and a three-colored robe suddenly appeared in front of him and said with a smile: "The poor Dao is nameless, and the world praises it falsely, calling it: Sanyan Daoist." ”

Han Sheng was still thinking about it, and Yun Si and Wu Yuan were shocked: "Sanyan Zhenjun!!"

Zhenjun, Han Sheng gasped, he couldn't believe that this strangely dressed middle-aged Taoist in front of him was actually a god cultivator!

Just as Jin Dan is called a real person, and the god is also called a true monarch, the title comes from nowhere, but it has been used for tens of millions of years in the world of cultivating immortals, and no one will use it fraudulently.

"It is the true king," the middle-aged Taoist said proudly, "For the sake of you knowing my name, I forgive you for the sin you just dodged." ”

"Dare to ask Zhenjun, I don't know what advice you have?" Han Sheng asked with difficulty, the aura of the middle-aged Taoist overwhelmed him.

"I want you to be noisy!" The middle-aged Daoist's face sank, Han Sheng's chest collapsed, his bones were broken, and he spurted blood and flew out backwards, slamming on the ground.

"Alliance Leader!"

"Master!"

Yun Si and Wu Yuan were furious, Yun Si rushed towards Han Sheng, and Wu Yuan stepped forward and said righteously: "The True Monarch has vast magical powers, and we are ashamed of ourselves, but the rules of Kongtong are that you can kill monks at will?"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled: "What you say is reasonable. ”

Wu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, it suddenly darkened in front of him, and his consciousness disappeared.

The scattered cultivators shouted in unison, and as soon as Wu Yuan stood in front of the middle-aged Taoist, his head suddenly exploded, and red and white things flew all over the sky.

The middle-aged Taoist said lightly: "What you say is reasonable, but what does it have to do with me?"

"I'm fighting with you!" A loose cultivator took out dozens of talismans from his arms, and the flying sword rose into the sky, hitting the middle-aged Taoist.

"Boring. The middle-aged Taoist pointed casually, and the scattered cultivator even brought a sword, and the whole exploded into a blood mist and fell in the air.

"Let's use flying swords together!" shouted a loose cultivator, "Ten thousand swords in unison!"

The scattered cultivators reacted and drew their swords one after another.

"Disperse!" Han Sheng's voice suddenly sounded, and he roared hoarsely, "Disperse them all!"

Sanxiu once again obeyed Han Sheng's words and flew to the side. But some people are useless even if they dodge quickly, and their last glance is light.

Seeing that the scattered cultivator in the middle was bombarded by a filament on the dust, Han Sheng was so sad and indignant that he shouted, "Run! This person is not something we can deal with! Run!"

"You're not dead yet?" the middle-aged Taoist wondered, his gaze seemed to penetrate Han Sheng's body, and he said in amazement: "You actually cultivated the Vast Divine Technique, what does it have to do with Kunlun Mountain?"

"Wait," the middle-aged Daoist's gaze swept over all the bodies of the scattered cultivators, and sneered, "You lowly ants, have all built a foundation?

An invisible wave of qi swept through the audience, and the scattered cultivators fell to the ground one after another, but none of them knelt down.

"Interesting. The color of the middle-aged Taoist's eyes gradually changed, "It's just an ant, and you don't kneel down in front of me." ”

The air flow on the dust gradually swirled and rose, and the snow-white silk threads fluttered in the wind, which was terrifyingly beautiful.

"You guys run away!" Seeing that two more silk threads flew out, Han Sheng turned over and jumped up, and smashed his fist at the middle-aged Taoist: "Seven waves of the blue sea!"

"Boom!"

The corners of Han Sheng's mouth were bleeding, and the whole person fell to the ground, and the middle-aged Taoist smiled: "You should be happy to die at my hands." ”

Han Sheng's strongest blow now completely returned to himself, shattering more than a hundred of his bones.

The middle-aged Taoist stretched out a finger as white as jade and gently pointed at Han Sheng.

"Alliance Leader!"

"Master!"

The cultivators roared, "Kill!"

Nearly a thousand flying swords rose into the sky and stabbed at the middle-aged Daoist, but as soon as they entered within three feet of him, they froze and burst together.

"Do you know how ridiculous you are?" the middle-aged monk stopped and smiled at the monks, "A group of ants took the dust and went to challenge the elephants. ”

"By the way, you'd better be more angry, I've been collecting resentful spirits lately. The middle-aged monk was amused: "It seems that you love this alliance leader very much, then I will torture him." ”

"You dare!" Yun Si roared and rushed over to bite, but a white line passed directly through his body: "If the demon cultivator dies, your soul will be like a rat." ”

Yun Si fell to the ground and convulsed, his soul was torn apart by the white line, and his body was punched out of the fist-thick hollow, and it continued to expand.

"You want to kill me?" The middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly heard a faint voice, he looked down, and two blood-red pupils stared at him. The young man, who was obviously seriously injured and dying, struggled to get up after half of the bones in his body were shattered, biting on the finger he stretched out, trying his best, and not letting go!

The feeling of being lost for a long time appeared in my heart, this familiar and unfamiliar feeling, after I achieved the transformation of God, it had not appeared for a long time.

Pain, after a hundred years, I actually feel pain again!

The flowing color in the middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes paused, and his left hand suddenly raised, and the blazing sun true fire burned on it. He slapped Han Sheng with a fierce palm, the high temperature of the sun's true fire was enough to turn this young man who didn't know the height of the sky into air.

"Rush!" an old cultivator shouted, "Release all the charms!"

"Woooo

"You ants!" the middle-aged Taoist priest was furious, and with a wave of the sun true fire in his left hand, he flew out, turning all the charms into nothingness, and the scattered cultivators hurriedly dispersed to avoid the burning of the sun true fire. However, the true fire of the sun suddenly dispersed into countless sparks, covering a radius of hundreds of miles, like a drizzle, where there was nowhere to avoid!

"Tom!" There was a muffled sound, and the middle-aged Taoist priest's body suddenly tilted. The young man, the young man who was desperately biting his fingers, jumped up and slammed into his left hand. The real fire of the sun was chaotic and controlled, and the power was greatly reduced, and those ants dodged and survived in the fire rain.

It is unforgivable to dare to offend the True Monarch Immortal Body!

The middle-aged Taoist priest's whole body erupted into flames, slowly rising, shining like the scorching sun at noon, and it was impossible to force the eyes. The true fire of the sun fell from the sky, like a meteor falling and smashing on the ground, exploding everywhere. Han Sheng was blasted out by the flames and fell to the ground. The cultivators fled in all directions, but were forced back by the dense fireballs in front of them. Sanyan Zhenjun laughed loudly, deliberately manipulating the fire rain meteor to surround the scattered cultivators.

"Suffer, struggle, plead, and die!"

Looking at the sky-high flames that trapped everyone in place, everyone knew that the time of death had come.

"I didn't expect to die here. ”

"I can't see Paradise anymore. ”

"I miss my father and my mother so much. ”

An old cultivator suddenly became angry and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Lao Li, we're going to die. A sanxiu cried.

Lao Li was furious: "Death is death! Think about what the alliance leader said, instead of living as a slave, it is better to die for freedom!"

"Do you regret these days?" Han Sheng's voice sounded in their heads.

"How can you regret it?" laughed the cultivators.

Lao Li roared: "Even if we die, we must set an example for future generations to die!"

He waved his fist and roared, "Is it to be born a slave or to die freely!"

Is it the freedom to be born as a slave or to die!

The cultivators raised their heads to the sky and roared: "Freedom!"

Freely!

The wind and clouds surged, the lightning and thunder roared, the heavens and the earth changed color, and Sanyan Zhenjun stepped on the void and said in shock: "This is...... Heaven and Earth Induction!"

"You guys are really extraordinary," Sanyan Zhenjun's eyes shone brightly: "The little ant can trigger the induction of heaven and earth, and today I have settled your soul!"

"Fight!" Lao Li was the first to charge, even if there was a meteor rain in front of him, he was not afraid!

"Fight!" Sanxiu charged forward, with the Fire Sea Stone Mountain in front, the God Transformation True Monarch in front, and a dead end in front, but they still rushed over without hesitation!

Man is inherently dead.

But.

Even if it is death, it is up to us to decide!

This is freedom!