I have a role in the heavens

Jiang Zhiwei's eyes shot out with astonishing fighting spirit, with sharp edge and domineering power. She looked directly at Lu Chunyang, her eyes became even brighter, they were like two bright suns, dazzling, causing Lu Chunyang to suffer.

"Now that my heart is moved, I don't believe that Fairy Jue Sword can still defeat you!"

Lu Chunyang fell into despair, thoughts emerged in his mind, and he seemed to be unable to control himself.

"Uncle, nephew, this is a taboo in human relations!"

"However, it seems a little exciting!"

Ten days later, a letter from Meng Qi arrived at Xijian Pavilion. Jiang Zhiwei opened the letter in her hand with a bit of surprise in her expression. It seemed that she did not expect that Meng Qi had such great skill and calculation. She held a sword in her hand. With his mind rising and his sharp edge sharp, he turned around and walked out of his yard to look for Lu Chunyang.

"The young monk wants to ask Master to help, but Master is not the only one in Xijian Pavilion who is a master on the Heavenly Ranking. Isn't it the same to find Master?"

Jiang Zhiwei had some small thoughts and chose Lu Chunyang without hesitation. With a bright and cunning smile on her face, she pretended to be public and served her own interests.

In the small courtyard, Lu Chunyang looked down at the content of the letter, with a look of helplessness on his face. He looked up at the smiling beauty and said hesitantly.

"Zhiwei, don't you think this letter invites your master and Mr. Lu to take action together?"

"There's no need for me to get involved, right? You'd better ask your master to come out of seclusion. With him and Mr. Lu Da, we can definitely wipe out the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect!"

The smile on Jiang Zhiwei's face was bright and bright, and her bright eyes stared at Lu Chunyang motionlessly without any dodge. Her unabashed love made Lu Chunyang feel guilty for no reason.

Lu Chunyang coughed dryly, put down the letter in his hand, looked away, looking left and right, with a bit of embarrassment and confusion on his face, and said in a low voice.

"I know, I will take action when the time comes, this is okay!"

"whee!"

Jiang Zhiwei's chuckle sounded, melodious and melodious, as sweet as a wind chime, full of joy and delight. She withdrew her gaze with satisfaction, turned around, left the small courtyard, and went down the mountain.

"Uncle, after all, I still can't resist my own heartbeat!"

Jiang Zhiwei just invited Lu Chunyang just to test Lu Chunyang's mind. Now she has got the answer she wants. She understands that Lu Chunyang has some scruples and will not continue to press. Emotional matters cannot be too urgent. Sometimes you need to relax. So as not to scare the other person away.

Lu Chunyang looked at Qian Ying who was gradually walking away, with a bit of bitterness on his face, and sighed helplessly.

"I can't get through this day. I look straight at you with my big eyes every now and then, motionless. Who is affected by this?!"

A few days later, somewhere in Jiangdong, a weak scholar stepped into Wanbao Pavilion and found the shopkeeper.

"Hey, something bad happened to my family, so I had to pawn the family's belongings."

The scholar sighed. He was wearing a Confucian shirt, which had turned white after washing. He had ordinary facial features and a slender body. He had never started martial arts, but he looked a bit like Ning Caichen.

The shopkeeper stroked his beard, his eyes shone with shrewdness and cunning, he looked at the scholar arrogantly and asked.

"What?"

The scholar took out a hand bone, and it was white in the darkness, making people unable to take their eyes away!

Somewhere in a secret place, there are mountains of bones, numerous ancient tombs, no trace of flying birds, and the sky is so low that it seems to be just three feet above the head, no matter how tall I am.

The tombs, which may be old or gloomy, may seem chaotic and disorderly, but if you look down, you will find that they hide mysteries. The further you go in, the stronger the sense of death will be. , the weeds growing beside the tomb are nearly half a man tall!

Inside the ancient tomb, there was an eerie silence. A huge coffin stood quietly, dark and heavy, more than two feet long, and engraved with the patterns of the underworld. A green lantern was placed at one end and one end, mottled with ancient colors, and the flames were green. , seemed to be suppressing or relieving something, and the light illuminated the stone wall behind the coffin in a bleak light.

At this time, a man surrounded by the mist of the sea of ​​​​blood came in from the outside, his steps were a little hasty, and he reported directly.

"Sect Master, a bone from the underworld appears in this world!"

"Bones of the Underworld? Han Guang is greedy and wants to lure me into taking the bait and seize the entire remains?"

A low and majestic voice came from the coffin, and there seemed to be gurgling water passing through the void.

On that day, the Wuchang Sect set up an ambush to kill Kong Wen. Unexpectedly, Kongwen was disguised as Han Guang. Han Guang had already taken away a hand bone from the underworld, which made the Wuchang Sect regretful. Now he dare not If there is any carelessness or caution, I am afraid that this is a trap set by Han Guang.

The only remaining master of the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect, he recounted the information he had collected and finally whispered.

"Sect Master, I always feel that this hand bone is different from the others."

The cold water overflowed and covered the image of the dark hand bones. After a long time, the Netherworld Emperor said in a deep voice.

"There are some slight differences."

After all, Huang Quan's hand bones have been in the hands of Life and Death for many years, and he is sure of the subtle characteristics. Especially since Huang Quan, as an evil god, has slightly different powers in his left and right hands, it is naturally not difficult to distinguish.

"Is it the one we never found?"

The grandmaster's face showed a bit of excitement, and he guessed cautiously.

According to the records of the founder of the Life and Death Sect, when Huangquan's skeleton was discovered, one of his hand bones had no power, as if it were fake. After repeated attempts, no miracle was found, so it was suspected that someone had found the skeleton in advance, and for some unknown reason, just took it away. A hand bone was replaced with a similar but weak hand bone.

"It came out of nowhere, maybe it's a scam."

Emperor Netherworld was still a little worried and seemed very cautious.

"Then we turn a blind eye?"

The grand master nodded. Today's Life and Death Impermanence Sect can no longer withstand the torment. Three supreme elders were killed by Han Guang, and a hand bone from the underworld was lost. The loss was heavy, and the strength dropped to the extreme. It was miserable.

"No, if it is true, I will take it at any cost."

The Netherworld Emperor gave the completely opposite answer. He suspected that the hand bone was specially taken away, and it must have unusual mysteries. Obtaining this hand bone might allow his cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds.

"Whatever the cost?"

The Grandmaster looked at the coffin with some confusion, not understanding what the Master was doing.

The Immanence of Life and Death Sect has a profound foundation and is good at finding corpses and refining corpses. It is unknown how many graves of ancient powerful people have been dug up, and many powerful remains have been obtained, which should not be underestimated. This is why Meng Qi invited two experts from the Heaven Ranking to take action together. reason.

"If the hand bones are real, what does it mean to lose some of my heritage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark wind blew up, and the stone wall behind the huge coffin made a rattling sound. The forbidden method was unlocked and he retreated to both sides. The monstrous corpse energy rushed towards his face, making the grandmaster couldn't help but tremble. It seemed that there was a flying yaksha and a drought demon zombie standing in front of him.

The grandmaster reluctantly looked around and saw a secret hall behind the stone wall. There were five coffins inside. They were all ancient bronze coffins and were engraved with strange inscriptions. They did not seem to be protecting, but rather suppressing. Each coffin was There are also three green lamps placed on the coffin. The green flames are swaying and the lid is firmly pressed.

Even so, the terrifying corpse energy and death intention seem to be real! The three ancient bronze coffins in the center have no tablets and are inexplicably dark. There are tombstones on both sides of the coffins, with the words "King of Corpses" and "King of Yincaofu" written respectively. These are the corpses of the two most recent Dharmakaya ancestors of the Life and Death Sect! As for the earlier Dharmakaya Patriarch, his body had long been destroyed due to several disasters that destroyed his sect.

"When it comes to manipulating corpses, who in the world can compare to this sect? Find a subordinate and ask him to take the Corpse King Patriarch to seize the Huangquan hand bones!"

The Nether Emperor plans carefully, this is the bait for his temptation and can be discarded!

There was a clicking sound, and the three green lamps were suddenly extinguished, and the bronze coffin was slowly opened with a heavy sound. Suddenly, a palm stretched out from it. It was full of flesh and blood, like a living person, but it quickly grew a layer of red hair that was about an inch long.

In the main pavilion of Wanbao Pavilion, in a heavily guarded small building, a strong man with strong Qi and blood like a rushing stream sits in the center, guarding the treasures that will be put up for auction in the future, including top-grade treasures, five-year life extension The elixirs of the year include various rare treasures of heaven and earth, good location secrets, and a dark hand bone placed in a jade box.

This strong man looked to be in his early forties, but he looked a bit aging. He was wearing a scarf, his eyes were closed, and his spirit enveloped Fang Yuan. There are masters hiding in the four corners of the small building and in every dark place, forming a double defense of light and dark with the forbidden magic flowing with light.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by, bringing with it the bitterness of midwinter. The strong man wearing a turban felt something in his heart and opened his eyes. He subconsciously looked out the window and saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky. Its silver glow was cold, as cool as autumn water, and it was dreamy and blurry.

At this moment, Leng Yue instantly turned blood red, demonic and ferocious! The blood moon had just appeared, the mist was filling the air, and the whole small building was quickly enveloped in it, like a fishing boat sinking and floating in a storm.

"Woo!"

The shrill screams sounded, making people's hair stand on end. Even the top expert felt his body was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and there were bursts of itching deep in his skin. Before he could react, another series of shrill screams rang out in his ears, and the guards hiding in the darkness and in the corners stumbled out one after another. A thin layer of red hair grew on the surface of his body, and his eyes were hollow, like a There are ancient corpses.

With a click, the illusory shattering sound came out, and the top expert wearing a turban found that a right hand with an inch of long red hair penetrated the forbidden law and reached into the small building.

"The blood moon appears, corpses emerge, the red-haired ancient zombie! The thousand-year-old corpse king!"

This top expert is quite old, experienced, and well-informed. He was shocked. In a short moment, he understood that the attacking monster was definitely not something he could defeat. If he dared to show off, he would be punished tonight. Here, we must escape, we can only escape!

As soon as the thought occurred, this top expert turned around and flew to the back of the small building, trying to escape from the opposite direction. With a pop, his body froze in the air, his head lowered, and his eyes saw an extra hand on his chest, a hand that was not rotten, had ruddy skin, and was full of muscles but with a few inches of long red hair.

This supreme master saw Gu Zhan's hand holding a heart that was still beating vigorously, and felt life spurting out with hot blood. His soul was immersed in the cold air, his mind gradually became confused, and his vision began to darken. Tick ​​tock! Blood fell on the floor. The nine-foot-tall red-haired corpse king raised the supreme master in front of him. He opened his mouth and bit into it with four fangs, tearing and devouring it.

This corpse king was dressed in tatters, with red hair all over his body, surrounded by a faint black mist, and had a putrid stench but no traces of ulceration.

Just as the Corpse King was frantically gnawing at the blood food, a cloud floated in the air outside the small building, hiding in the darkness and never showing up. Standing on it was a frail scholar, dressed in men's clothing, with dark eyebrows and big eyes, very bright and beautiful. Fang Wu is clearly Jiang Zhiwei. She held the White Rainbow Sun Sword in her left hand, her eyes were bright, her words were ruthless but affectionate, her sword's heart reached the sky, and she calmly watched the changes in the small building.

The corpse king's eyes were green, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood. In just a few breaths, it ate a top expert. Behind it was a skinny man wearing a white pointed hat, who looked more like the corpse king. The zombie, holding the corpse exorcism stick and the soul exorcism bell in his hand, looked at the small building, looking for the items ordered by the sect leader.

The skinny man saw the pitch-black hand bones in the jade box and felt that the light flowing through them echoed his own Dharma. The sect’s greatest treasure? When the thought came to his mind, he had already picked up the jade box.

On a tall building near Wanbao Pavilion, an elegant scholar with wide robes and long sleeves stood quietly by the railing, with a smile on his lips, leisurely admiring everything that had happened before. He wore a wooden hairpin, and his face was as handsome as a god. He was none other than the magician Han wide!

"Interesting, interesting."

Han Guang whispered something, and his figure suddenly disappeared, as if he had never appeared or disturbed anyone.

Near Longtai in Jiangdong, there are several quiet peaks. It is said that in the late ancient times, the Emperor of Humanity moved here to suppress flooding in this area. In a certain valley in the mountains, a red-haired zombie emerged from the ground, carrying a skinny disciple and dark hand bones.

This disciple of the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect held the black hand bones and the red-haired corpse king, walking back and forth in the valley with strange steps, and a strange scene appeared.

Originally, the vegetation here was lush, but as the disciples of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect paced, they suddenly withered, as if a curtain had been lifted, revealing what was underneath. The grass and trees withered and grew again, grew and withered again. After seven springs and autumns, ancient tombs and wild tombs appeared in front of us. There were no mountains or trees around, only bones.

The blood-yellow water rippled around the ancient tomb, as if it was not in this world. The disciples of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect burned a talisman seal to report that they had succeeded. A strong and cold thought came out and swept around. This disciple knew that this was to prevent someone from following him, so as not to be tricked by an expert. After repeated inspections, the blood-yellow water wave slowly opened a gap.

Just as this disciple of the Immanence of Life and Death Sect was about to enter, the dark hand bones in his palm suddenly moved and turned into a streak of orange fire, slashing towards the crack.

Boom!

The sword's light was heavy, and the flames spread quickly, burning with blood-yellow mist, delaying its closure. Meng Qi appeared, holding a sword-shaped token in his hand. He turned himself into a hand bone from the underworld, relied on the legendary aura of the real hand bone to hide from the world, and finally found the home of the Wuchang Sect!

"It's now!"

Meng Qi suddenly activated the token, and a message cut through the void and disappeared.

In the small courtyard of Xijiang Pavilion, Lu Chunyang, who was dressed in green shirt, opened his eyes. The mahogany sword flew up from his knees, the sword light was blazing, and his figure stood high above the nine heavens. He hung high in the air and struck the sea of ​​blood and mist with one sword. Go up and chop the forbidden law into pieces before it can be closed together!

In a city thousands of miles away, Mr. Lu Da looked up and saw Lu Chunyang. He smiled slightly, raised his sword, penetrated the void, and walked towards the location Lu Chunyang told him.

Jiang Zhiwei also had a smile on her face and saw her uncle standing side by side with Mingyue. Then, she flew to Lu Chunyang's side and landed together in the direction of Meng Qi.

The Crazy Sword and the two Dharma Bodies descended, and the formation could not be closed in a hurry. It was on the verge of being completely shattered. The annihilation of the Immortal Life and Death Sect was just around the corner!

"Sect Master, what should we do?"

The only remaining master of the Immortal Life and Death Sect asked the sect master anxiously for instructions, his face full of panic. Lu Da was number one on the Heavenly Ranking, and had achieved the status of Earth Immortal, which has legendary characteristics. Lu Chunyang was also seventh on the Heavenly Ranking, although everyone in the world It is said that he is not as stunning as his junior brother Su Wuming, but he is not someone to be trifled with. He was once ranked among the top three on the Heavenly Ranking.

The Netherworld Emperor's voice was low and majestic, with a hint of exhaustion and determination, as if he was about to sink the ship.

"My Life and Death Impermanence Sect is not easy to destroy. Let's see how much price they can bear!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the three bronze coffins without tombstones shook violently. The green lamp on the left one was extinguished, and the lids were opened. The interior of this coffin is extremely dark, with nothing visible, as if it leads to another world.

Suddenly, a huge head came out, with a head like an ox, horns like a deer, eyes like a shrimp, ears like an elephant, a neck like a snake, a belly like a snake, scales like a fish, claws like a phoenix, palms like a tiger, and eight claws on its back. Eleven scales, with nine and nine Yang numbers. Its sound is like a clanking copper plate. There is a beard beside the mouth, a bright pearl under the chin, and reverse scales under the throat. This turned out to be a real dragon!

Since the Emperor of Humanity came to the world, the demons and ghosts have dispersed, and the real dragons have not appeared in the world for an unknown period of time. Only their fallen scales and rolled stones can be found occasionally, all of which are good materials for refining weapons. At this moment, A real dragon emerged from a bronze coffin without a tablet in the Life and Death Sect!

The head of the real dragon almost filled the hall, and the body covered with blue-gray scales was still hidden in the coffin. It was hidden in the depths for who knows how many miles. The surrounding was so rich and frightening that the sinister and filthy atmosphere seemed to be both substance and illusion. , the grandmaster who was surrounded by the blood-yellow mist felt the coldness coming from the soles of his feet, and his soul was involuntarily paralyzed, as if he was facing the superior and facing endless death.

The True Dragon clan is born with strong physique and strength. As long as they reach adulthood, they are equivalent to the Great Demon Dharmakaya. They will continue to grow in the later period. They are generally at the level of earthly immortals, many are heavenly immortals, and even have legends and above. However, the Immortality of Life and Death Sect This real dragon is not outstanding, just normal. It is equivalent to the remnants of earth immortals, but it is more tyrannical than ordinary earth immortals.

More importantly, in the Middle Ages, the sect leader of the Immortal Life and Death Sect spent a lot of resources and manpower to unearth the remains of this true dragon. The weak spiritual intelligence it regenerated can reverse life and death. Unfortunately, there are only a few successful cases of similar things. This sect leader failed unsurprisingly, but the true dragon's remains have also undergone subtle changes, which are better than those of the living dead and those that have not yet been reborn. The intelligent zombies are much smarter than the undead ones that are restarted but have low intelligence. They will not kill the enemy indiscriminately after losing control, and can display the strength of an earthly immortal.

Of course, this true dragon's slough also has flaws. It needs sacrifices every time it "awakens", otherwise it won't last long. Moreover, the will to die is too strong. Once it leaves this small world, it will immediately attract terrible heavenly evil. The punishment cannot be withheld at all, so it can only be kept as a sect guard and cannot be taken out.