Cyber Daming

"Who said we were watching a show? This person just woke up and hasn't had time to recover."

"I didn't expect that one day we would be able to attack Longhu Mountain. With true martial arts, this life will not be wasted!"

"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, it's time to settle old scores with them!"

"Where is the Tianshi Mansion, and who is that person named Zhang?!"

Amidst the impassioned shouts, blue figures walked out of Chen Qisheng's body one after another.

The heart-burning and bone-burning dragon-tiger fanaticism also didn't let them go. It surged out from Chen Qisheng's seven orifices, roaring and chasing after them, vowing to burn these things, whether they were humans or ghosts, to ashes.

However, these highly poisonous fanaticism that tortured Chen Qisheng to great pain, seemed extremely weak in their hands, with no power to resist. The strands were grasped in the hand, twisting and struggling like a snake, and then looked at it contemptuously, and then swallowed it with a smile.

"These are the things that the Zhang family has been tinkering with for decades? It's nothing strange."

"Even the incense stinks. It seems that our Daoxu's reputation has been completely ruined in their hands."

"It doesn't matter, I will slaughter this Dragon Tiger Mountain today and make the Taoist community clean!"

The azure figures lined up in front of Chen Qisheng, their shoulders and elbows touching each other, like an indestructible human wall.

As the black flame of fanaticism burning in his body slowly extinguished, all the hallucinations in front of Chen Qisheng's eyes collapsed.

The Taoist Golden Pill that had relieved the crisis began to swirl in the body again, but the newly generated Qi was far more solid than before, as viscous as liquid, nourishing Chen Qisheng's scarred body.

"how so."

Chen Qisheng's eyes were full of confusion and confusion.

In that Wudang dream, he clearly remembered that all the Wudang heroes residing in Zhao Yanlong's body had been integrated into his own spiritual thoughts, exhausting themselves and forming the foundation of his old-school Preface Three.

But now, they appeared again just when they were about to be swallowed up by the dragon and tiger fanaticism.

What the hell is going on?

"Although Wudang Mountain is gone, how could the elders of our sect sit back and watch you being bullied without caring? Although we are not good at calculating, we are not without scheming."

As if he felt the surprised and doubtful eyes from behind him, Zhao Yanlong looked back, with a hearty smile on his illusory and transparent face.

"This is the last thing that the Wudang Patriarchs left for you, junior brother. It is also the last thing that we, senior brothers, can do for you."

Zhao Yanlong laughed and said: "But today I still have to thank my junior brother. I can use this last remnant soul to kill a few more people in Longhu Mountain. Senior brother, I am very satisfied!"

"Behead the enemy, eat all the enemy's flesh, whip the horse lightly and then set off on the road, how happy it is!"

"If you go to Longhu Mountain to kill him again, the lonely ghosts who have been living in these decades will not be unfair! Not unfair at all!"

As everyone laughed in unison, a deafening roar could be heard in the distance.

The gathering of black fanaticism was like a huge wave, rushing towards this direction overwhelmingly.

"Be born as a hero, die as a ghost"

Zhao Yanlong held his hands up high, with an arrogant look on his face, and regarded the billowing black tide in front of him as nothing more than a trickle!

"Brothers, please join me in clearing the way for me, Lord Wudang Priest!"

"Wudang disciples, please obey the law!"

boom!

The turbulent waves that reached the sky and the earth exploded with a bang, but the figures that leaped out lost their illusive blue under the wash of fanaticism, and regained their original appearance.

Either in white clothes or in black robes, either young or old.

No matter which Taoist temple they once belonged to on the mountain, whether they were good at cultivating Taoism or killing enemies, at this moment, they all have the calmness in their eyes to regard death as home, and they are all happy to kill their enemies with their own hands.

"The remnants of Wudang indeed have a back-up plan!"

Zhang Qingli's expression was ferocious and terrifying, and his words seemed to have already anticipated the sudden change, but his face no longer had the calmness it had before.

"Chen Qisheng, you Wudang disciples are not the only ones who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the sect. I, Longhushan, can lead the rise of the new sect of Taoism. Why have we ever been afraid?!"

The black flames of fanaticism surrounding Zhang Qingli's body were noisy and surging, condensing an even larger number of dragon and tiger Taoist order.

"Is it you?"

"It's you?!"

Exclamations came one after another in an instant, but the tone of the voices was completely different.

Some people were crazy with surprise, while others were stunned and speechless.

But whether they were afraid or happy, the distance was no longer enough to make them hesitate.

The sea of ​​​​people collides and a deadly battle begins!

Bang!

Zhao Yanlong exploded the head of the person in front of him with one punch, and the black flames of madness that exploded were swallowed by him, as if he had eaten something powerful, and his eyes suddenly shone. He raised his head and looked around at the surrounding enemies. He shook his right hand and a sharp sword appeared in his palm.

Zheng!

The light of the sword was like a steel chain, and several arms holding the talismans flew high, and the smelly blood sprayed into the air.

"die!"

Zhao Yanlong's eyes widened, and the cold sword blade danced in a rapid arc in the air, shaking heads with frightened expressions on their faces.

Black flames billowed, mixed with the harsh screams and wails of the resentful souls.

"Who among the losers in Longhu Mountain dares to fight against me, Master Dao?!"

Phew!

Zhao Yanlong suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist, and a magic knife pierced his waist from the side!

"Well done!"

Zhao Yanlong laughed ferociously, with fierceness mixed with joy in his brows. He turned his wrist upside down, and the sword blade fiercely pierced the heart of the attacker like an arrow from the string, stabbing the opponent instantly. At the same time, he pulled out the short knife from his waist with his left hand, thrust it straight into the opponent's front door, and stirred it hard with his wrist!

Black madness spurted out from the wound, and Zhao Yanlong grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Brothers, follow me to slay all the dragons and tigers!"

Zhao Yanlong's eyes were red, he raised his arms and shouted wildly, using himself as the edge of the battle formation, charging resolutely into the boundless enemy tide.

The Wudang heroes fought fiercely against dragons and tigers. Some people died and turned into dim black flames, while some died and scattered into blue light spots.

A fight that wiped out the entire family occurred again across decades.

But this time, what's under the clouds is no longer the burning Wutian Pillar Peak, but the brightly lit Longhu Mountain full of kneeling puppets!

The hot blood surges like lava, and the golden elixir trembles like thunder.

Chen Qisheng slowly stood up straight and raised his right arm to shoulder level.

Whoosh!

The roar of the sky came from a distance, and a silver sword light was like a flying dragon, flying around at an incredible speed.

Zheng!

The five fingers were closed together, clasping the hilt of the sword.

The armor began to spread along the palm of the hand holding the sword, covering the shoulders and covering the head. The green and red lines were tangled and condensed into chains, tightly binding the cracked armor.

"Blood feud should be washed away with blood. Brothers, I and you will slay all dragons and tigers!"

Chen Qisheng whispered to himself, and his figure disappeared instantly. Racing along the passage that was torn apart by the heroic spirits!

Facing life and death, Zhang Qingli's pupils shrank into a ball, and a sharp roar broke out from his mouth.

He suddenly raised his hands with palms upwards, and the crazy people behind him gathered into a pair of huge hands, slapping hard at the sword light coming from the left and right.

boom!

Loud thunder echoed in the sky, and the swift and violent wind blew many figures flying out of the melee.

Zhao Yanlong forcibly stopped his retreating figure and looked worriedly at the giant hands that were closing and grinding.

呲.

Amidst the sound of tearing silk, the sword light rising into the sky was like the first ray of morning light breaking through the night, and the broken fanaticism was intertwined into the palm of the hand.

Phew! A sharp blade pierced the body.

The terrifying terror of death almost destroyed Zhang Qingli's mind at this moment.

The two golden elixirs obtained with great effort were instantly transformed into a ball of rotten flesh and blood under the wash of true energy, spraying on the cracked steel skeleton.

"If you want to kill me, you won't survive!"

Zhang Qingli's face was filled with a ferocious smile, and he suddenly grabbed Chen Qisheng's wrist with both hands. His eyes widened with anger, and a heart-rending roar burst out from his throat.

The dragon and tiger madness floating around suddenly rolled back, forming a raging storm vortex with the two as the core.

"Chen Qisheng, I will not lose to you, absolutely not!"

Zhang Qingli's eyes were as dark as ink, and the mad belief filling his body made him fall into inhuman madness, and he wanted to die together with Chen Qisheng.

The swirling black flames were like thousands of black sharp blades, and Chen Qisheng's body instantly exploded with countless blood flowers.

"You are not worthy of being my enemy, and there is no point in killing you."

The calm voice that sounded close at hand made Zhang Qingli's twisted and twitching facial features suddenly suffocate.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Qingli's two dark eyes jumped out a little pale, and the remaining humanity was revealed from them, full of anger and embarrassment.

"You Zhang Qingli are insignificant. What I want to do today is to kill you all over the mountain!"

Zheng!

Powerful zhenqi poured out of the body and shot out in all directions, instantly pricking the storm tornado with holes.

The twisting blade rubbed a fleeting spark in Zhang Qingli's palm, smashing his hands and traveling up his abdomen.

Amidst a blood-curdling sound, the chest and face were cut open, and it came out from the top of Zhang Qingli's skull.

The extracted Kuaixin lost its restraints and dissipated into the air in the blink of an eye.

Some of the believers who knelt on Longhu Mountain lost all vitality at the same time and died silently with joyful smiles on their faces.

There are also people who are just waking up from a big dream, with their eyes full of the joy of surviving a catastrophe.

But when they saw the figure hovering above their heads, the joy in their hearts was immediately taken over by fear.

In an instant, pleas and cries resounded throughout the mountains.

Chen Qisheng turned around silently and looked into thousands of pairs of smiling eyes.

The night wind continued to blow away, and the vivid colors on their bodies had been blown away, turning them into transparent heroes again. Even the facial features are becoming blurred little by little.

"The great revenge will be avenged, happy, happy!"

"We are so lucky to meet Junior Brother Chen and go to Longhu Mountain with him. How envious will they be when they meet other senior brothers on their way to death?"

"It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see Wudang again, and I don't know what it's like now."

"What else could it be? Of course it would be bricks and ashes, with ruins everywhere. But from now on, in the soil where your bones and mine are buried, there will definitely be evergreen pines and evergreens, and all things will flourish."

"If you say that, when you are reincarnated as a human being, you must go for a walk in the mountains."

The chatter and joking gradually subsided, and everyone's eyes fell on Chen Qisheng, who was silent.

"Actually, it's enough to be able to do this step. Junior brother, you still have a long way to go. The distance doesn't matter. Just relax physically and mentally."

Zhao Yanlong's words suddenly changed, and he glanced behind him: "If anyone dares to gossip about you below, I will be the first to tear his soul apart, Master Dao!"

"Hmph, you are just a gatekeeper and a floor sweeper, but you are so arrogant."

"Zhao Yanlong, you are a little arrogant now. Don't think that you can slander us with such words just because you found Brother Chen and made great contributions to the sect!"

"That's right, do you really think we are the people from Longhu Mountain?"

"Forget it, forget it. Others are now the favorites of our ancestors. Don't offend them one by one."

"Clench your fists. We will settle with him slowly on the way!"

Laughing, cursing, joking, and the crowded figures pushed and shoved each other, just like brothers fighting under the same roof.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Brothers, follow me."

Zhao Yanlong's face was so blurred that only his smiling mouth was left, and the arc was slowly shrinking.

Although the illusory figure had no real robes, he carefully arranged them until he had finished all the solemn movements. Then he bowed to Chen Qisheng and saluted solemnly.

"Greetings to Wudang Mu Jun!"

Everyone's movements were exactly the same.

"Wudang disciples, salutations to Mu Jun!"

The voice was calm, without a deafening echo. It did not alarm the immortals in the sky, but it was enough to warm people's hearts.

"Chen Qisheng greets all the brothers."

Chen Qisheng finally spoke, his hoarse voice with obvious tremors.

"Hahaha, did you see that? This silly boy is feeling miserable."

"We are separated by Yin and Yang. It is a great fate to have a dream and meet in the human world. What else can we not be satisfied with? Junior brother, come and make me happy."

"Let's go quickly, otherwise this kid will feel miserable for who knows how long."

"Hey, you are not going to cry too, are you?"

"Fuck you, is the Taoist that kind of person?!"

Figures turned into ashes and disappeared. The blue light spots rose with the wind and floated towards Chen Qisheng.

Passing by the temples, drifting by the ends of the hair, and falling on the shoulders.

Just like when they parted in that dream that day, they patted Chen Qisheng on the shoulder and said goodbye.

When Chen Qisheng raised his head again, there was no trace of them in the world.

"How could I not be able to do it? I just want to talk to you more and let you go slower."

Chen Qisheng looked at the empty night in front of him, and the sadness in his eyes was gradually replaced by indifference.

"Raise your head!"

The loud voice was like thunder, startling countless heads on Longhu Mountain.

"The one who killed you today is Wudang Chen Qisheng! If anyone wants revenge, I am here to serve you at any time!"

The magnificent Dharma image appeared behind Chen Qisheng, holding a huge sword in both hands, aiming at a mountain with many temples, and piercing it with a bang!

Ang!

A giant whale swam down from the sky, its belly armor slid open, and dropped a deadly bomb.

Desperate cries and countless obscenities rose to the sky with the flames.

Chen Qisheng flew into the air with his sword, laughing loudly in the blazing heat wave.

"Fellow brothers, have a good journey!"