Rootless smiled, his palms together.

The blades of the ten qi swords began to tremble, and they let out a low roar in the trembling.

Break through the air in a low song.

The two qi swords wrapped in wooden swords and severed their bodies stabbed straight at the scorpion.

The galloping sword qi shrouded the scorpion and the three black-robed people beside him.

Eight transparent air swords stabbed at the eight black-robed people who were standing alone with a frightened look on their faces.

The qi sword dissipated, and the eight broken magic weapons fell to the ground.

In the roaring Heaven and Earth Vitality, the eight black-robed people collapsed to the ground.

And in the air in front of the scorpion, four magic weapons blocked the attacking air sword.

Among them are two swords, a knife and a needle.

The sword and needle were filled with a thick blood-colored glow.

It seems that the three black-robed people beside the scorpion are much higher than the other black-robed people who are paralyzed on the ground in terms of cultivation.

But the four people who blocked the impact of the qi sword and formed the magic seal in their hands had extremely solemn faces.

The four of them are stronger than their companions.

So they know better what it means to be truly powerful.

So they are more aware of the gap between the people of Kedao and them.

So they are afraid.

In fear, they transported all the vitality in the dantian, as if facing a great enemy.

Then, in front of the four people, where the eyes of the four people converged, in the dazzling golden light, an afterimage rushed out.

A golden afterimage.

"Boom!"

In front of the four people who were like a great enemy, they stopped in mid-air, blocking the four magic weapons of the qi sword, and there was a loud noise.

Swords and needles, lost their blood.

The afterimage is here.

Rootless raised his fist and stood in front of the four of them.

The sun's rays could no longer keep up with him.

The three black-robed people surrounding the scorpion immediately turned pale.

Then the three of them each vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The blood is black.

There are also some fleshy fragments in it.

Fragments come from fragile organs.

The golden brilliance like essence enveloped Rootless's body, wrapped the indifference on Rootless's face, and the fist continued to move forward, falling quickly and forcefully on the long knife.

The scorpion's right hand, which was holding the sword mark, trembled violently.

The tremor was transmitted to the shoulders of the scorpion, and from the shoulder to the whole body of the scorpion.

The scorpion, which was trembling all over, spat out a mouthful of blood under tremendous pressure, and his body stretched back.

The blood on the long knife bloomed, but it was oppressed by the golden light and shrunk into a ball.

The blade covered with blood-colored streamers, the blood light was almost substantial.

Rootless has straightened his arm.

The punch is exhausted.

Then, under the frightened gaze of the scorpion, Wugen raised his other hand.

The other hand, which was wrapped in golden mangs and was also clenched into a fist, spread out.

Slender glowing fingers with slow and gentle movements.

In the end, the sword finger was formed.

Beside Wugen, staying in mid-air, two qi swords wrapped in wooden swords and severed bodies emitted a slight whisper.

Then, stabbed at the blade.

Pierced the blade.

The qi sword dispersed, but the severed body of the wooden sword was inexhaustible, and it went straight through the hole in the sword body and struck on the chest of the scorpion.

Then, the pale face of the scorpion, bowed, and flew backwards involuntarily.

It flew for a long time before it landed back on the ground.

Fall among the bushes and weeds.

The scorpion clutched his chest and lay on the ground, coughing in pain.

With every cough, spit blood.

The blood is also black.

The rootless hands bore sword marks, spun again, and the palms and roots merged.

The vitality spread out, and fourteen transparent qi swords appeared in the air.

It's just that this time the air sword didn't appear next to Wugen.

Instead, it appeared on the top of the heads of the Demon Sect people.

The air sword stabbed down.

The blade pierced through the bodies of the thirteen black-robed men.

The only one, stopped.

Stopped in front of the scorpion.

The transparent tip of the sword stopped in front of a flash of black light.

The black light came from the scorpion's outstretched left hand.

From the black jade in the palm of the scorpion's left hand.

Looking at the black jade in the palm of the scorpion's hand, looking at the black light emitted by the black jade, hidden in the golden light, the indifferent expression on the rootless face changed greatly.

Became panicked.

Get scared.

Among the fourteen black-robed people, including the Scorpion, a total of four people stepped into the Empty Light Realm.

In the face of the wisp of Yuan Shen planted by the Kedao people on the rootless body, they did not have the strength to fight, and even reached the point of annihilation.

And the head of the Wasteland Sect, the Kedao people, is only in the Empty Ming Realm.

However, on the black jade in the hands of the scorpion, the cultivator who left a pitch-black light may have comprehended the artistic conception a hundred years ago.

The black brilliance was like smooth silk, and there was no other color on it.

There is no room for other colors.

Between the gaps between the hands, the white curtain formed by the condensation of the rich vitality quickly disappeared.

In the Taoist temple, the Taoist who was sitting on a cushion with his eyes closed opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked behind him.

With a look of panic and fear, he crossed the table where the sandalwood was placed and looked at the bronze statue painted with yellow paint.

The land of Middle-earth, in the mountains.

On the top of the mountain known as the Spirit Mountain.

Vast and majestic, grand and magnificent in the hall of Tianyin Temple.

Three thousand Buddhas, eight hundred arhats, one hundred Buddhas, and seventy bodhisattvas sat on cushions facing the center of the hall.

In the center of the lobby, a golden lotus blooms.

The petals of the golden lotus, overlapping and overlapping, are very tightly closed with each other, without a single gap.

Lotus petals, a total of eighty-one pieces.

There is no flower core in the lotus.

There is only one Buddha.

Those who practice Buddhism call it their ancestor.

It's the Buddha.

The tall golden body of the Buddha exudes a solemn and solemn atmosphere, just like the expressionless face of the Buddha.

The Buddha's eyes were lowered, and the Buddha's mouth was slightly open.

A plain but loud voice resounded through the hall.

Resounding on the Spirit Mountain.

The Buddha is chanting, a little carelessly.

The Buddhas were listening to the scriptures, and they were all waiting with bated breath.

The Buddha suddenly stopped, raised his head and looked out of Tianyin Temple.

His eyes passed through the temple gate of Tianyin Temple.

looked at the sky.

I saw a white cloud.

The white clouds were white, like freshly harvested cotton.

After just one glance, the Buddha lowered his head and continued to chant.

Everyone in the lobby didn't know why.

They didn't see that in the sky outside the Tianyin Temple, among the clouds as white as cotton, there was a golden light that was pure to the extreme.

The golden light flew into the distance.

Through the towering mountains, through the turbulent river, through the vast and boundless land, through the jungle full of ancient trees, through the vast grassland.

The golden light flew out of the plug and burst out of the clouds.

Fell to the ground.

Fell to the Deserted Mountain.

Looking at the bronze statue standing on the floor, holding the roar towards the sky with one hand, and observing the bright yellow paint exuding from the bronze statue Zhou, the nervous face of the Kedao people was slowly relieved.

Turning his head, the eyes of the Kedao people swept over the hall.

Then stared.

He saw a golden light.

The pure and extreme light shattered the horizontal fence at the opening of the wall, smashed the plaque of the Huangwai Sect, rushed into the Taoist temple, and rushed into the hall.