Hmph! It's just nonsense! Although the current Immortal Dao Dynasty has collapsed, but between the dead land, the mighty spirit will last forever! It won't be long before the Emperors of the Upper Realm, the Immortal Kings, and the Venerable will elect a new emperor, reorganize the dynasty, and revive the great cause, after all, it is not those Demon Dao Xiaoxiao who can continue to wreak havoc for a long time!" The black face said coldly: "Bai Qi! While you have not yet fallen into the demons, it is still too late to turn back, as long as you abandon the magic skills and give up the magic treasures, you will still be recognized as an apprentice as a teacher!"

The middle-aged scholar named Bai Qi shook his head and said, "Master, now that the Immortal Dao Dynasty has collapsed and the retrograde passage to enter the Immortal Realm is closed, it is the time when the land is changing greatly and the heroes are rising together. Now that I have combined the two secret methods of immortals and demons, I have created my own 'Taibai Sword Dao', and I plan to start a sect and gather the talents who have died in order to re-appease Huanyu! I have made up my mind to do so, and there is absolutely no possibility of change, so Master still don't persuade me anymore!"

"You ......" At this time, the black-faced Dao finally couldn't maintain the calm on the surface, and his eyes became more and more complicated, until a moment later, Fang Shi sighed and said: "That's it! It's just that if you accept those disciples from the side of the Demon Dao, you are not a good type after all, so as not to rebel in the future, and you will regret it!"

"Master doesn't have to worry about this!" The white-clothed scholar haha smiled: "Since I dare to rein them, I have the means to control them, let them in, become my help, achieve great things, and recreate a Qingping Shijie that is different from the original Immortal Dao Dynasty!"

"Hmph!" The black-faced Dao Cheng snorted coldly, in fact, at this time, in his heart, he did not disagree with the white-clothed scholar's opinion, but as the widow of the Ancient Immortal Dao Dynasty Zuihou, this black-faced Dao Dao also had his insistence.

"Since none of us can say anyone, then only the subordinates can see the real chapter! Let also let the teacher see whether the power of your Taibai Sword Dao really exists, establish a sect, and reopen the capital of the prosperous world!"

"That disciple is offended!" The white-clothed scholar was also unyielding, setting aside a jiashi, and was about to attack, but at this moment, these scenes in front of Zhang Tong's eyes disappeared abruptly again, and as for the black-faced Dao and the white-clothed scholar Zuihou, I didn't see how to win or lose.

But from the conversation between the two of them, Zhang Tong came up with a shocking news, and secretly wondered in his heart: "The white-clothed scholar just now said that he created the 'Taibai Sword Dao', could it be that this entry is the founding ancestor of the Taibai Sword Sect, isn't it my gourd sword technique, which was also created by him?"

In fact, Zhang Tong didn't know that the 'Taibai Sword Dao' that Bai Qi said was a kendo classic that he created by gathering the essence of the Immortal Dao Demon Dao, which was broad and profound, and more all-encompassing, and the gourd sword technique that Zhang Tong cultivated was only a part of the 'Taibai Kendo'.

As these illusions disappeared, the surrounding area returned to a state of dense fog, and Zhang Tong also continued to walk forward, because the surroundings were full of dense fog, and Zhang Tong couldn't tell the direction, but fortunately there were no illusions again this time.

It wasn't until he walked out of five or six thousand zhang that Zhang Tong suddenly felt that the fog around him seemed to be gradually fading, which suddenly made him happy, and he thought: "I don't know what substance these fogs are, even my divine thoughts can shield them, but now they are much lighter, I don't know if they can penetrate it." ”

Zhang Tong thought about it for a while, and tried it for an interview, and sure enough, when he released his divine thoughts, he immediately replied that it was more than 100 zhang away, which was much better than just now.

"Okay! It can really penetrate!" Zhang Tong was secretly happy in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly calculate: "If it goes on like this, get out of this fog, maybe you can find an exit out of this place!"

Who knew that without waiting for Zhang Tong to breathe a sigh of relief, an immersive illusion appeared in front of his eyes, this time it was a beautiful space, there was no sun on it, but there was a piece of light, which illuminated vertically, illuminating this space as if it were day.

And the area of this space is not large, only a few hundred miles in radius, just like the big array that Zhang Tong saw last time in the Gu Immortal Ruins, this space was not formed abruptly, but with strong mana, forcibly breaking the void and opening up a space.

But the difference, around this space, a layer of spatial turbulence about ten miles thick is specially arranged, surging tides, twisting back and forth, locked with formations, and becoming a layer of defensive barriers on the periphery of the space.

This kind of spatial turbulence is not the same as that Zhang Tong encountered in the Gu Immortal Ruins last time, if the two are compared, this is a huge wave, then the spatial turbulence that Zhang Tong encountered last time is the wave of the stream, which is completely incomparable.

If he is trapped in this kind of spatial turbulence, even if Zhang Tong has a golden gourd to protect himself, he will be instantly twisted into powder, and he will not be able to hold on for a moment, the gap is so big.

In this space, surrounded by a piece of green mountains and beautiful waters, there is a ruin of ruins, which is really a bit different from the surrounding scenery.

However, the ruins are also unusual, judging from the scale and the remaining materials, it should have been a magnificent palace at the beginning, and the area is very large, with a radius of dozens of miles.

It's a pity that it's not the same now, even if there are occasionally a few slightly completed palaces around, they are all dilapidated, and I don't know how many times they have been looted like that.

Just above this ruin, several extremely high cultivators were fighting fiercely, the treasure light flashed wildly, the momentum was like a rainbow, and there was a loud sound of "Woo Woo Woo", as if the ground was cracking.

Because of the experience of the first two times, Zhang Tong saw this kind of immersive illusion again, and he was not surprised, and when he looked closely, it was the black-faced Dao who was wearing a purple gold gossip robe that appeared in the first two sieges of the battle group.

And in the siege, there are not only Confucian students with righteous faces, but also monks with compassion on their faces, as well as Taoist priests with fairy wind and bones, as well as demonic spirits, what a demon head of the extreme forest, these people actually cooperate with tacit understanding and work together to besiege the same enemy.

And the black-faced Dao into was trapped in it, covered with a golden sword light around his body, brilliant and vigorous, rushing up, between vertical and horizontal, and not falling behind!

The black-faced Dao entered the middle of the sword light, holding a jade Ruyi in his left hand, holding a scroll of Dao Tibetan scriptures in his right hand, his expression was solemn, his face was cold, his eyes fell, and the sword intent pointed to, those masters of the four sects of Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism and Demons who were besieging all retreated, and did not dare to touch with them.

However, besieging those masters, it is not easy to be with them, although they fight alone, they are not the opponents of the black-faced Dao, but a few of them join forces, surround the black-faced Dao into the group, use their respective positions, and form a formation, which is equivalent to connecting the mana, advancing and retreating together, and connecting branches with the same qi, unless the mana of the black-faced Dao can defeat them combined, otherwise never want to win.

In particular, the most eye-catching is a middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon robe with a majestic face, I saw that he was holding a gourd in his hand, which was actually the same as Zhang Tong's gold-swallowing gourd.

And the shortlisted blackface Dao entered, every time they were counterattacked, they had to retreat, but this middle-aged man, urging the gold swallowing gourd, could compete with it, evenly divided, and not fall behind.

"Swallowing the gold gourd!" Zhang Tong saw it in his eyes, and immediately recognized it, and his heart became more and more shocked, and he couldn't help but secretly think: "Good guy! It turns out that this gold-swallowing gourd actually has such a great power later, just a slight flicker, it can shoot out thousands of sword lights, and the sword is like rain, and it is overwhelming." ”

At the same time, Zhang Tong also saw that the middle-aged man's technique of using the gold-swallowing gourd was also very exquisite, unlike Zhang Tongzhi, who used the gold-swallowing gourd as a sword bag to store the flying sword, but used a unique technique to urge the gourd and the flying sword at the same time, so that the two complemented each other and burst out with greater power.

It's a pity that this method of using the gourd, even if Xiao Jingya gets the memory of Zhang Tong's original spirit of the gold-swallowing gourd and passes it on to Zhang Tong for the second time, there is no record of this technique.

"I don't know what kind of cultivation this middle-aged man is, seeing him use the gold-swallowing gourd like this, along with those flying swords and sword light ......" Zhang Tong thought silently, he couldn't help but be very envious, and at the same time, in his heart, he also secretly made up his mind that he had to carefully study the gourd sword trick and this gold-swallowing gourd, since the middle-aged man could exert the power of the gold-swallowing gourd in such a fight, then he Zhang Tong naturally had no reason to be weaker than entering.

"This is a Mahayana master, who has already refined the Void Dao and survived the Immortal Dao Thunder Tribulation, and is only one step away from being able to ascend to an immortal!" Just as Zhang Tong was thinking nonsense in his mind, Xiao Jingya had already answered the question in his heart.

"What! Mahayana realm! Isn't that the limit of entering the world! If you go further, you will soar to become an immortal!" Zhang Tong was taken aback when he heard this, although he guessed just now that none of those opponents were good at fighting, but in the Mahayana realm, he didn't dare to think about it.

"How is this possible! The master of the Mahayana realm still has to attack with the finalists! What kind of cultivation is that black-faced Dao entry!" Zhang Tong couldn't help but shout loudly.

"I don't know! Maybe it's a more powerful Mahayana master! Or maybe he's already reached the realm of immortal entry! Who knows! But no matter what, the one who makes the gourd must be a Mahayana master!" Xiao Jingya replied very irresponsibly.

(To be continued)