Lord of Creation/Shuttle the Heavens

As soon as the drunkard trembled, his expression turned pale, and he wailed, "What about it?"

"It's still the same sentence, the Heart Sutra of the Dead Wood is too important. During these times, too many of us have died, so we can't do without an explanation."

Zen Master Wumei took the words and said.

"K-Ke Wumei Zen Master, didn't you say that you only deal with a little baby? How did you involve Mr. Wang?"

The former old man, who was extremely bitter, suddenly interjected.

He suddenly discovered that this favor made him fall into it completely, and even affected the sect.

"do you have any opinion?"

Zen Master Wumei narrowed his eyes.

"I, how dare I?"

The old man shivered immediately.

"Ah!" The colorless old monk clasped his hands together and said to the old man, "This matter is secret and cannot be revealed, benefactor, why don't you go home!"

He lowered his head slightly, and the old man trembled, showing a frightened look, and in the next moment, his whole body turned into fly ash, leaving nothing behind.

"Secret old monk, you are still as ruthless as the rumors!" Elder Wang sneered, "Do you really think you can beat me?"

Zen Master Wumei frowned.

The colorless old monk has already pointed a finger.

Chapter 215

The cultivation system of Tianwu Continent is divided into Houtian, Xiantian, Grandmaster, and Great Grandmaster. This belongs to the realm of the mortal world, and after that is detachment, which is the realm of the primordial spirit. This realm is divided into three steps. The first step is to concentrate, and the second step is to transform God, the third step is true God.

After Yuanshen is Void Return, this realm is divided into three levels, the first level is Tongxuan, Wang Lao is this realm, killing a true god powerhouse is as easy as crushing an ant.

The second level is Dharma appearance, and the colorless old monk who just appeared is this level.

The third is to return to the truth, to return all dharmas to one, to achieve the meaning of the true self.

After returning to the void, there is another realm called heaven and man.This realm is too illusory, and now people in the world don't know if there is anyone who has reached it.

Above heaven and man, it is to shatter the void and fly away.This is the real legend. It is rumored that the Great Chu Taizu had already ascended to Qingming.

This time, in order to retaliate, Jinguang Temple first used the elders of the Bati Sect as a temptation to attract the drunkard, and then Zen Master Wumei appeared, and if he wanted to kill the drunkard, he caught the old man out.

Mr. Wang is the first step back to the void to pass through the mysterious realm. He is the real target of Jinguang Temple. Killing him will definitely make the Dynasty feel sad, and then he will get the Dead Wood Heart Sutra.

This is why he has been hiding on one side, while probing the void, and after finding no prying eyes, the colorless old monk appeared, and then shot without hesitation.

Elder Wang just smiled coldly, but at some point in his hand, a simple and simple mirror appeared, the stream of light turned, the void split open, and a spear tip appeared immediately, and the finger of the colorless old monk flew out.

Behind the tip of the spear was a vigorous dragon horse with dragon horns. It gave a long cry, like a horse's cry, like a dragon's chant, crisp and trembling in the sky.

This dragon horse is covered in snow-white without a single variegated hair.

Stepping out of the air, there is a person sitting on the dragon horse.

The white hair is like a waterfall, floating in the sky.

The white clothes are better than the snow, and they are spotless.

The eyebrows are as thin as willows, and the lips are as thin as red.

The face is delicate and beautiful, surpassing the peerless youth in the world.

However, it was a man with a silver gun in his hand.

"White as snow!"

The colorless old monk narrowed his eyes, flicked his sleeves, rolled up the Wumei Zen Master, and suddenly retreated ten thousand meters away.

"Colorless old monk, you don't meditate and meditate, but go to the mundane world. Since you are here, you are destined to completely degenerate into the world of mortals!"

Bai Ruxue said indifferently.

"How did you appear?" The colorless old monk's eyelids twitched, and after he finished speaking, he suddenly realized, "All of this was planned by you?"

"I know a secret!" Bai Ruxue said lightly, "Back when the Vedic Temple was destroyed by the Taizu, there is still a complete inheritance hidden in the void, and it can only be opened if you succeed in practicing the Dead Wood Heart Sutra, right? "

"You guys actually know this kind of secret? It must be Chu Taizu's work, right? It's his ability. Now that he knows it, it shouldn't be difficult to find it?"

The colorless old monk obviously admitted it.

"Who knows the thoughts of Taizu's hometown?" Bai Ruxue said, "Your Jinguang Temple has to pass on the Vedic Temple to grow. Naturally, you are eager to get a more complete inheritance. How can you miss the Dead Wood Heart Sutra? Now that you have read it Only Chu Huang, Chu Yunfei and Chu Yang are the ones with the whole content."

"Chu Yunfei is in the imperial city, and it's hard for you to get in touch with him. Only that little guy, Chu Yang, was born in the countryside, has no roots, and is easy to manipulate. I took this opportunity to fuel the flames and drove him out!"

Bai Ruxue said slowly, "Killing many of your core strength one after another, and losing the old monk Baimei, with your protective personality, you will definitely retaliate. Isn't this just a trick? If you want to hunt Xiao Wang, I will hunt you!"

"What a Bai Ruxue, what a champion!" The colorless old monk said and shook his head again, "With your ability, you may be able to suppress me, but if you want to kill me, it's still not enough!"

"If you don't try it, how will you know?"

Bai Ruxue's voice fell, and he threw it away casually, and saw a simple arena growing in the wind, instantly turning into a size of ten thousand feet, hanging high in the air.

"No life to fight? Bai Ruxue, how dare you?"

The colorless old monk showed a look of shock and anger.

"please!"

With Bai Ruxue's silver spear pointing, two chaotic rays of light descended from the Wusheng battle ring, wrapping him and the colorless old monk together, and they appeared on the ring.

High in the sky, in the arena, two people appeared.

Bai Ruxue riding a dragon horse, and the colorless old monk who was still frightened and angry.

On the mountain ridge, the drunkard was in a daze, and after a long time said: "Bai Ruxue, could it be him?"

"That's him!" Elder Wang nodded, showing respect, "He is the second-generation champion, with peerless talent, surpassing his peers, and no one can match him."

"It is rumored that he was born with white hair, so he was named Bai Ruxue."

The drunk interjected.

"He practiced martial arts at the age of six, was born at the age of eight, and became a master at the age of ten. At the age of only sixteen, he opened up a total of 240 acupoints and stepped into the realm of a great master. In just one year, he broke through again and reached the state of concentration." The old man said, "After that, it will be the time of the real Dragon Soaring. Fight against the demons of the Northern Wilderness, fight against millions of volcanoes in the southern border, go deep into the abyss of the extreme west, and step into the dragon abyss of the East China Sea. In the South Region, he surrendered the dragon horse. In the East China Sea, he refined a The silver dragon is the gun, and I can't escape after that!"

"It is rumored that his talent and comprehension are so good that he is no worse than the first generation champion Hou, not weaker than the third emperor, and he is directly catching up with the Taizu." The drunkard was shocked, and shook his head with a wry smile, "Looking at his appearance, who would have thought The former champion?"

Elder Wang showed a strange look, "Although he is a man, he has such a good appearance that he shamefully killed the so-called peerless beauty."

The drunkard smiled wryly and shook his head, "Old Wang, what is Wu Sheng Zhan Lei? Why did the colorless old monk change his face when he saw it?"

Although he is a generation of powerhouses, he is still far from Wang Lao's level.

"Invincible battle ring, this is a treasure left by ancient times. It has few functions, but it is also very powerful." Wang Lao explained, "Once sacrificed, the master can designate an opponent to appear on the battle ring and fight. No one dies, and there is no way out of the battle ring."

"The master can't lift it?"

The drunkard squinted his eyes. It seemed to have a simple function, but it could be used in special occasions, and it definitely had a shocking effect.

"The specifics, I don't know!" Elder Wang shook his head, "Zhan Lei also has a heaven-defying function, that is hardness, even a strong person like Bai Ruxue can't shake it at all."

"If so, I'm afraid it's not a mortal thing!"

The drunkard said.

The ten thousand zhang battle ring expanded again, reaching a size of five hundred miles, suspended high in the sky, exuding a desolate and heavy atmosphere, spreading all over the world, and disturbing the nine heavens and ten places.

In the imperial city, the Emperor of Chu sat on the dragon chair, looking to the north.

"Have you started yet?"

Emperor Chu murmured in his heart.

He didn't care about the appearance of Chu Tianliang, and he didn't care if he slaughtered the Zhenshan Prince's Mansion, but he looked nervous and eager to try while looking at the northern sky.

In the north of the north, in the depths of the ice abyss, the old man sitting cross-legged in the darkness has a gloomy gaze.

"Great Chu Dynasty? Hey, what a Great Chu Dynasty!" The old man, who was both evil and compassionate, showed a smile, "How can Jinguang Temple let go of such an action? This may be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

In Jinguang Temple.

Daxiong Palace, the current abbot, can only sit at the end.

Here, there are more than a dozen old monks sitting upright, whose aura is as deep as the sea. They all looked towards the north at the same time, with dull expressions and calm eyes.

"It's been calculated!"

One of them said quietly.

"From the very beginning, it was aimed at us!"

"The Heart Sutra of Dead Wood is the most important thing, you must get it."

"Another little guy has ventured into his memory, and everything about the Deadwood Heart Sutra has long been erased."

"In the palace, we can't enter. We can only fight that little guy Chu Yang's idea. Who knows that this is a game!"

"Senior Brother Wu Se has fallen into the battle of lifelessness, what can I do?"

"That's the second-generation champion Hou Bairuxue, I'm afraid it's more dangerous than good!"

"This is too much deception. If we don't resist, we will really become a joke!"

"How to resist?"

These old monks talked a lot, but the last sentence made them sink at the same time.

"Unite with the other three holy places!"

"They'll just sit back and watch tigers fight!"

"We take the lead. If the imperial city reacts fiercely and attacks the mountain gate, they will definitely not sit idly by. Otherwise, they will be the next target!"

In the end, they negotiated a deal.

In the void, one message after another was immediately transmitted, communicating with each other and communicating with each other.

In the north, on the mountain ridge, after Chu Yang killed the other four, he narrowed his eyes and looked in one direction.

After a while, he showed a look of shock.

"That is……!"

When Wusheng Zhanlei appeared in the sky, Chu Yang's eyes narrowed to the size of pinheads.

"It's really a good show!"

A cold look flashed across Chu Yang's pupils.

Chapter 216 Human Emperor Sword

There is no life to fight, and there is no cover-up, so that all the strong in the world can watch.

This is a magical arena.

On the mountain ridge, Chu Yang silently looked at the sky.

"This kind of strong man is really powerful and terrifying, comparable to gods and demons!"

Above the battle ring, the colorless old monk has turned into a thousand-foot-thousand-foot Buddha, standing up to the sky, with the Buddha's light reaching the sky. Behind him, there seems to be a Buddhist kingdom looming, and the Buddha's disciples sing and worship.

Chu Yang was shocked. Facing such a strong man, even the Chisongzi in the situation would be instantly killed.

The other one is as white as snow, not weaker than the colorless old monk.

The two fought together, their supernatural powers collided, and their murderous aura shook the sky. If it weren't for the battle ring, the territory of a hundred thousand miles would have been shattered.

boom……!

The thunder exploded, and the silver spear shattered everything, piercing through an arm of the colorless old monk, which turned into blood mist.After another moment, the other arm was pierced.

The colorless old monk has been severely injured.

"Amitabha, you have to forgive others and forgive others, Emperor Chu, how about letting Junior Brother Wu Se go?"

In the Jinguang Temple, a ray of golden light rose, turned into a thousand-foot Buddha, sitting cross-legged on a golden lotus, and said quietly towards the Shengjing Imperial Palace.

"There is no life to fight, there is death but no life!"