Wu Feichi, who was patted by this Dharma protector, was very comfortable, and he had been stuck in the Heavenly Rank Great Perfection for eight years.

Wu Feichi is not bad, some old things in the Black Corner Domain have been stuck in the Heavenly Rank Great Perfection for decades.

Because there was a Supreme Realm powerhouse in the Eternal Ancient Sword Sect back then, although he had been dead for many years, after his death, the Supreme Realm powerhouse would definitely leave something for future generations.

For example, cultivation experience, such as perception, such as martial arts......

No matter what they stay, there is a chance for their group of Heavenly Rank powerhouses to break through the obstacles and enter the Supreme Realm!

Pifu is not guilty, but he is guilty, what he is talking about is the Ancient Sword Sect without the support of the supreme realm powerhouse.

Wu Feichi enjoyed this sycophant very much, and just wanted to laugh wildly, but was suffocated by this light voice coming from where.

"Who?"

A group of people from the Bloody Clothes Sect immediately gathered closer, looking at the people who walked in from the direction of the back mountain of the Ancient Sword Sect vigilantly.

"Who are you?" Wu Feichi got up and glanced at the black-robed young man who was walking in front.

According to the position of the people of the Eternal Sword Sect, even the sect leader Duan Heng and the only two remaining elders followed behind the black-robed young man.

It shows that the identity of this person is still above Duan Heng and the two elders, but the people of the Bloody Clothes Sect have never heard of such a person with such an identity in the Ancient Sword Sect.

"This is the ancestor of our Eternal Sword Sect!" Duan Heng took a step forward, and his words were confident, especially loud.

"Ancestor?"

The people in the bloody clothes were stunned when they heard this, and then burst into laughter.

"Duan Heng, Duan Heng, in the Black Horn Domain, the Ancient Sword Sect was a well-deserved overlord. Who would have thought that at the time of the destruction, you, as the sect master of the Eternal Sword Sect, would not know where to find a hairy boy to pretend, which would simply disgrace your sect. Wu Feichi said sharply.

"What nonsense! I, Duan Heng, have been sitting upright since I was born, and I will never pretend. Duan Heng was furious.

"Okay, well, find a hairy boy to be your ancestor, you can really play. Wu Feichi no longer dwelled on this issue, and said: "You know the purpose of my visit, and you don't have to tell lies at the end." You can choose to cut yourself, otherwise it will be very painful for us to do it. ”

"I can give it to you. Lu Qiu took over the conversation and said.

"The ancestor of the Ancient Sword Sect has spoken, we are so scared. One of the Dharma Protectors grinned, not taking the black-robed young man in his eyes at all.

To kill him, you don't need the master of the sect, Wu Feichi, and the four Dharma protectors to make a move, any member of the bloody clothes can easily solve it.

"It's as deep as thunder. ”

"Clear and far-reaching, pleasant to hear. ”

"From the bottom of my heart. ”

"It's easy to understand. ”

"The listener is tireless. ”

Lu Qiu clenched the white bone sword in his hand, and a layer of light began to appear on it.

Like the sun shining on the clouds, the fine Xiaoice crystals and water droplets in the clouds form a unique circle-shaped rainbow, and the enlightened beings are like the sun breaking through the darkness.

In that brilliant holy light, there is a faint bending and rising of the sound, and the sound has five pure aspects, namely, integrity, harmony, clarity, depth, and pervasiveness.

"Sanskrit?" Bai Qiyue was shocked.

This is a unique sect created by a strong man who realized the Buddha and cultivated the sword in the Ancient Sword Sect back then, and it was not a murder with red swords. Rather, it is to make people's will sink into the sound of the Buddha that can purify life, and the will obliterates the will.

Look at the members of the Bloody Clothes Gate, rampant, cruel, killing, bloody, evil...... All the negativity and darkness dissipate, and are replaced by self-blame, guilt, prayer, goodness, and confusion......

"What an evil trick!"

The first and only one to break free from the Sanskrit sound of the sword technique was Wu Feichi, who was also a powerhouse of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Heavenly Order, who was caught off guard by the endless Buddha sound just now, and actually felt like his soul soaking in a hot spring, so comfortable that every pore opened.

Purify the soul with Sanskrit sounds.

However, the strength of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Heavenly Rank quickly made Wu Feichi wake up from his hallucination, and the members of the surrounding Bloody Cloth Sect, along with the four Heavenly Rank Dharma Protector powerhouses, had already entered the illusion realm in confusion and could not extricate themselves.

"Die!"

The Sen White Bone Sword in Lu Qiu's hand rotated slightly.

The action is as light as a goose feather, weightless and non-murderous.

Bang bang bang......

One by one, the heads slipped from the members of the Bloody Clothes Gate and rolled to the ground, even the nearest Wu Feichi didn't know why the Blood Clothes Gate suddenly left only him, the bare door master.

Then, the members of the Bloody Clothes Gate fell to the ground one after another, reduced to corpses.

"Ancestor!

Duan Heng couldn't help it, his face turned red and shouted loudly, he, a dignified sect master of the Eternal Sword Sect, lost his temper in the emotional turmoil.

One sword to destroy the Blood Clothes Sect, except for the sect master Wu Feichi, did they really think that the Ancient Sword Sect was something that could be bullied by cats and dogs?

If it weren't for Wu Feichi waking up from that wonderful Sanskrit sound, I am afraid that he would have died under the sword of the old ancestor like the other members of the Bloody Cloth Sect.

What girl doesn't have a spring?

Gu Zhu looked at the thin but strong young figure fixedly, and a strange color appeared in his eyes.

Girls can't help but fall in love with those young men with light, Gu Zhu is the most outstanding disciple of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect, and no one of her age has ever been able to enter her sight.

Because of this, Guzhu's daily content is boring exercises.

The black-robed young man is the revived ancestor of the Ancient Sword Sect, but he is very young on the outside, so what?

Thinking of this, Gu Zhu tugged at his clothes, and his cheeks flew red.

No one noticed the strange look of Gu Zhu, and everyone was looking at the old ancestor whose swordsmanship was so unpredictable.

Is this the Ancient Sword Sect, the real inheritance?

"I want you to die without a place to bury!"

The Yuan Force in Wu Feichi's whole body urged out in a frenzied manner, turning into a howling wind that echoed throughout the main hall.

The chairs, vases, tea cups, and murals that were placed were all swept to pieces by the wind formed by the Yuan Force.

The disciples of Guzhu staggered, and the two elders took a few steps back with difficulty, and the pressure on their bodies improved.

Only Duan Heng can compete, but it is also very difficult.

The strength of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Heavenly Rank, which was infinitely close to the world of the Supreme Realm, was not at all comparable to an ordinary Heavenly Rank like them.

The eyes of the survivors of the Ancient Sword Sect all fell on the back of the old ancestor, if it was the old ancestor, it must be no problem!

......

The Ancient Sword Sect Mountain Range, surrounded.

Sixiang Villa, the people and horses have already arrived, but they dare not rush up the mountain.

When the people from the Bloody Clothes Gate went up, let them explore the path and see if the Ancient Sword Sect had really come to an end, or if the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse.

The elite and top combat power of the Innocent Pavilion were exhausted, staring at them with fierce eyes, and their thoughts were the same as those of Sixiang Mountain Villa.