Cyber Daming

What is an immortal?

The man on the mountain.

But as Zhang Xiji's overbearing voice sounded, 'immortal' was no longer a game of deciphering words in the mind, but a scene that really appeared in front of Li Jun and others.

A huge mountain moved across the sky, casting a heavy shadow that swallowed up the silent Fuliang City inch by inch.

On the top of the mountain, a purple-robed Taoist with white hair and a youthful face stood with his hands behind his back, flying in the air.

The suffocating sense of oppression came from all sides, bringing Li Jun much more pressure than before.

Although it is not certain whether Zhang Xiji who appeared at this moment is the real body or a clone, there is no doubt that his strength is far more powerful than the previous spirit body.

The fleeing Tiangui Xingchen stopped, as if he had finally found his backbone, and expressed his joy with the flashing sword light.

"I didn't expect this thing to still exist."

The shocked voice of the horse king came from the one-eyed, and it sounded behind Li Jun.

"Master Ma, do you know this thing?"

Zou Sijiu, with red hair, turned around and asked in astonishment.

"Kunlun, the core of the Daoxu Tiangui star. To put it simply, this is the strongest Tiangui star."

Master Ma paused, as if recalling some long-forgotten memories, sighing.

"It is rumored that in the old and new dispute of Daoxu, this thing was chopped into pieces by Zhang Zhenren of Wudang Mountain. Now it seems that Zhang Xiji, the old man, is really patient. He almost got killed and didn't take this thing out."

Zou Sijiu rolled his eyes: "After saying so much, Master Ma, why don't you just tell us how powerful this thing is?"

"You ask me, who should I ask? This Taoist magic weapon didn't appear during the "World Divides Martial Arts", and no one knows how powerful it is."

Master Ma said in a low voice: "So it's best to be careful."

As soon as the voice fell, the mountain finally stopped moving sideways.

The temples in the mountains were full of incense, gathering into a majestic mist, pouring down along the rocks and flowing down like a waterfall.

A mechanical lotus with a complex structure and green Taoist patterns all over its body slowly bloomed at the highest point.

The petals spun lightly, attracting everyone's attention as if there was something strange. The sound of chanting Taoist scriptures echoed all over the sky, captivating people.

"Hmm"

Zou Sijiu suddenly groaned, his face was pale and his expression was depressed. If it weren't for the quick eyes and hands of Ma Wangye to grab his collar, the whole person would probably have fallen to the ground.

In Fuliang City, those believers who should have been sleeping in dreams suddenly woke up, completely got rid of Zou Sijiu's control, and kept bowing to the "Kunlun" above their heads.

As the light spots representing pure faith flew away from their eyebrows, the faces of these dragon and tiger believers quickly shrank in the fanatical shouting, and in an instant they became hideous mummies.

Purple light gathered in the lotus heart, and a strong throbbing surfaced in Li Jun's heart.

"Get out of the way!"

The collapsing force in Li Jun's body exploded instantly, surging and blasting away all the people around him.

Then a terrifying loud noise exploded between heaven and earth, as if someone was hitting Li Jun's eardrum with a heavy hammer, causing severe pain in his skull.

Before the roar in his ears continued, a brilliant white light filled Li Jun's sight.

Boom!

Li Jun felt as if he was in a violent and turbulent sea, and it seemed that there were millions of hands pushing him from all sides. Even he could not control his body for a while and was hit into the ground.

It was unknown how long the raging aftermath lasted. When the blazing light that blinded his eyes faded, Li Jun found that he was standing in a wilderness, with an unobstructed view, and he could easily see the horizon in the distance.

This small town in the northeast of Jiangxi Province has been completely wiped out.

The sky couldn't bear to see it, so it rained heavily, as if to deceive itself, trying to mix the blood and mud on the ground into one color.

The sewage surged, and what floated up were charred corpses that could hardly be human shapes. A large amount of black scum was washed out by the water, and strands of blood were wrapped in it. In the blink of an eye, it was over Li Jun's ankle.

In the distance, Chen Qisheng knelt on one knee, his armor was tattered, and his exposed skin was like being cut by a sharp weapon, and blood was dripping.

Zou Sijiu, who was protected by the horse king, looked fine on the surface, but his red hair had quietly faded back to black, his eyes were closed, and he fell into a coma.

Li Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked up, and the blue light in the sky came into his eyes.

In the interweaving of wind and rain, the entire sky was illuminated by the light emitted by the giant lotus into a crystal clear glass mirror.

A group of giant flying swords were arranged in a circle behind the lotus, slowly rotating, with the sword tips facing the ground, and the extremely condensed sword energy was ready to go.

On the top of the mountain, Zhang Xiji in purple robe looked down and met Li Jun's eyes.

There was no disdain, contempt, disdain or other such emotions. Li Jun saw only extreme indifference in those eyes.

People in the mountains are not necessarily immortals.

But immortals among people must have no humanity.

A ball of fire burned in Li Jun's heart. He heard the harsh buzzing of blood surging in his body, like hot oil poured into the heart fire, stirring up the flames of anger.

Take a deep breath, and then fill the body with strong winds, and the evil air in the chest will explode more fiercely.

"Old Zhang, don't blame me for not cooperating with you. It's really that when I see these pretentious immortals, I can't help but want to pull them down from the sky and grind them to ashes."

Li Jun said this in his heart, and exhaled heavily, as if he finally let go of his hands and feet completely at this moment.

"Master Ma!"

"Hmm?"

Li Jun laughed loudly: "It's been a while since I last listened to your music?"

"It's been a long time."

Master Ma in the distance understood the meaning, and couldn't help laughing. He raised his hand and threw the unconscious Zou Sijiu to Chen Qisheng.

"That's right, they play with their brains, and we play with our fists. Don't care about life and death, just fight if you don't accept it, this is what we should do!"

Li Jun raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then let's walk?"

"Let's go!"

Boom!

The ground trembled, and the lightning shot up to the sky!

Dong!

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The passionate drum beats followed closely behind him, knocking on the bravery in Li Jun's bones. The sound of the zither like a broken string overwhelmed the roar of the rainstorm, and the fire in his chest exploded, entering his blood and eyes, boiling the sky!

A dark golden black armor came from behind, opened its chest armor, and swallowed Li Jun's body in one gulp!

The warrior was wearing a helmet and armor, with red eyes embedded in his eyebrows. He dragged a ghost-headed sword in his hand, and the blade was wrapped in rolling black flames!

"Command!"

Zhang Xiji raised his hand and pressed it down, as if he wanted to capture the vicious demon in front of him with one hand.

The star sword formation surrounded by the sky sprayed out beams of light and went straight to Li Jun.

The armor behind Li Jun flared and spurted out hot air. The black and red thunder wrapped around his body crackled and exploded. The right arm of the lying evil tiger pulled up the ghost-headed long sword and chopped at the sword light that hit him without stopping.

Like a hot knife cutting cold oil, it cleanly cut the sword light in the middle, and was completely unable to stop Li Jun.

Zhang Xiji had no expression on his face, and his five fingers suddenly clasped together.

The rotating star sword formation stopped abruptly, and one of the swords suddenly trembled, and flames spurted out of the tail end, and it broke out of the formation and hit the ground with the sword body!

"Boy, try my new thing from Lord Ma. It's definitely powerful!"

A heroic voice came from the red eyes, and Li Jun only heard continuous clanging in his ears. The armor plates on his back suddenly cracked, and the armor bones popped out, interlaced and pieced together, forming a ferocious big gun in the blink of an eye.

Clang!

The ghost-headed sword flew out of his hand, whistling and spinning, and exploded with a piercing sword light.

Li Jun's right hand reached behind him in the air, and at the moment he grabbed the handle of the gun, a familiar feeling of using it as if it were an arm.

Without Lord Ma's guidance, Li Jun instantly understood how to operate it, and the muzzle of the gun, which was as thick as a fist, was aimed at the falling star body.

Li Jun pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the sharp force in his body was completely drained in an instant!

Boom!

The gunshots were like cannon fire, and the intense black light condensed into a line, directly piercing through the Daozu magic weapon that fell from the sky and wanted to tear the earth apart!

Boom!

A spectacular sea of ​​fire exploded in the air, and it was still clearly visible even if it was a hundred miles away.

The cold night wind was baked into a warm current by the high temperature, blowing over and gently patting Zhang Chongcheng's face.

"It has come to this point, don't you show up? Yan Dongqing, are the words you said to me before just deceiving me?"

Before Zhang Xiji appeared with his spirit body, Zhang Chongcheng had quietly left Fuliang City.

Although they were far apart at this moment, the pair of eyes flashing with dark green could still see everything in the city clearly.

He saw the sword light all over the sky and the corpses all over the ground, the hatred on Chen Qisheng's face, the anger in Li Jun's eyes, and the faint smile at the corner of Liang Gongming's mouth.

The only person who dared not look was the high and mighty Zhang Xiji.

Let alone look, just thinking of this name, Zhang Chongcheng's heart would surge with boundless fear uncontrollably.

It was precisely because of this fear that he would take the risk to appear here today.

His eyes kept roaming around, and suddenly, Zhang Chongcheng's frown suddenly relaxed, as if he finally saw the figure he had been waiting for for a long time.

"Member Yan, you are indeed a trustworthy person!"

Zhang Chongcheng smiled with satisfaction, no longer lingered, and decisively turned around.

Just as he took a step, a voice that was beyond everyone's expectations sounded in Fuliang City.

"Master Tian, ​​let's stop here. Yan Dongqing is not worth your fuss!"

The shouting voice was so light in this battlefield that was as powerful as boiling water, but it seemed to have supreme magic power, strangling the sword light in the sky and the hands and feet of the warriors, and the original fight to the death actually stopped.

"What the hell is going on?"

Chen Qisheng's mouth twitched, and his surprised eyes fell on the figure standing tall in the wind and rain.

"Li Jun, you attacked Longhu Daoguo today, isn't it just to kill me and vent your anger?"

Yan Dongqing's white clothes were whiter than snow, his black hair was neatly tied in a green crown, and his eyebrows were righteous.

"I'm here now, as long as you are willing to stop and stop slaughtering innocent people in Daoguo, I will give you this life!"

Swoosh!

Two figures appeared in front of Yan Dongqing almost at the same time, followed by the sharp sound of tearing the air.

The immortal finally landed and faced the warrior head-on!

Bang!

The two fist shadows collided head-on, and the ground within a radius of three feet suddenly cracked and suddenly sank several inches.

Li Jun's figure slid backwards, plowing a deep gully under his feet, and the armor covering his right fist was shattered.

Zhang Xiji's face was still stiff and indifferent, and he landed beside Yan Dongqing, but hid Li Jun's right hand, which was changing fists, in his sleeve and put it behind his back.

"Yan Dongqing, what do you mean?"

The divine mind condensed into a hand, grabbed Yan Dongqing's body and lifted it high.

Frost formed in Zhang Xiji's eyes: "You'd better give this Heavenly Master a reasonable explanation."

"Reasonable? If I tell you that all this is related to Huang Liang, do you still think it's unreasonable?"

In the Jinling City government office, Yang Bai Ze stared at the Fuliang City projected, his face full of confusion.

"When Huangliang was just built, it was divided up by various parties. The Zhu family, who wanted to monopolize the rights, only got a pitiful 20%. They suffered a huge loss, but they could only swallow their anger and dared not ask for more."

"Yin Yang Xu got 10%, and now it seems to be in the hands of the 'God' of the East Palace. I don't know which branch they hide the 10% of Mo Xu in, but I think it is very likely in the hands of this Ming ghost called Ma Wangye."

"Fa Xu got 10%, but this was because the Prime Minister helped them behind the scenes to ensure that the Great Ming Law still had a little deterrent power, otherwise they would not get a single cent."

Liu Jinxun, who was sitting in the chair, said lightly: "We Ru Xu took 20% ourselves. As for the remaining 30%, it is now in the hands of Zhang Xiji."

"What do you say, sir, have to do with Yan Dongqing?"

Yang Bai Ze still didn't understand.

Liu Jinxun did not speak directly, but asked: "Bai Ze, what kind of person do you think Yan Dongqing is?"

"A selfish gambler!"

Yang Bai Ze answered without hesitation: "So he would never be willing to sacrifice himself for the lives of others, otherwise he would not have betrayed the Spring and Autumn Society from the beginning. He jumped out now, and he must have another purpose!"

"What do you think his purpose is?"

Yang Bai Ze frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Is it to fake his death to get away?"

Liu Jinxun nodded and continued to ask: "Then how did he fake his death, and who did he want to get away from?"

Yang Bai Ze pursed his lips, thoughts surged in his mind, and doubts were everywhere.

As a Confucian order, Yan Dongqing had no means of resurrection according to common sense.

What's more, in front of a Taoist order II like Zhang Xiji, what kind of fake death method could be hidden from the other party's eyes?

Unless there is help from outsiders, but again, who has the ability to confuse an order II?

The only possibility is that the person who wants to help Yan Dongqing is also Sequence 2.

Who could it be?

Suddenly, two words popped up in Yang Bai Ze's mind: authority.

Yang Bai Ze felt a sense of relief, and everything became clear!

"Use the East Palace to fake your death and get out of Zhang Xiji's hands!"

But just after this sentence came out, Yang Bai Ze's brows, which had just been relieved, frowned again, and then asked: "But can't Zhang Xiji see the weirdness in it?"

"Because someone doesn't want him to know."

"Who?"

Liu Jinxun seemed to remember something very interesting, but also extremely absurd, and shook his head and laughed: "It was Huang Liang, who he regarded as a slave!"