Lord of Creation/Shuttle the Heavens

Han Bing believes in himself.

Chu Yang nodded, took out the bone-penetrating nail, and brought it in front of Han Bing, "This nail is also a rare magical weapon. When used with your sword, it will have a surprising effect. Take it!"

"Thank you Master!"

Han Bing was overjoyed.

He knew that Master's actions were always excellent.

With a wave of his hand, Han Bing retreated.

Chu Yang closed his eyes, quietly contemplated the principles of heaven and earth, condensed his soul, and raised his realm.The vitality of heaven and earth also swarmed into the body, part of it became mana, and part of it was refined into true essence.

In the source of the earth god, the real essence is still a small part short of consummation.

Time flies by.

Inside Qingyun Gate, on Tongtian Peak, and in Yuqing Palace.

Daoxuan, the head teacher, sat in the middle, besides the genius disciples in the first seats, there were also the presiding monks Puhong and Pukong who came from Tianyin Temple, and a group of disciples, sitting on the other side Shangguan Ce, the elder of Fenxiang Valley.

The hall is solemn and majestic.

Zhang Xiaofan knelt in the middle, his face was pale, he bowed his head endlessly.

Daoxuan asked Zhang Xiaofan how to learn the Dafan Prajna of Tianyin Temple, how to get the soul-destroyer stick, and blood-devouring beads and other things?

Shangguan Ce from Fenxiang Valley took the opportunity to intervene, wanting to find out if their most precious Xuanhuo Jian is on Zhang Xiaofan?

Zhang Xiaofan didn't answer a word, just lowered his head.

Among the white clouds, Chu Yang hid his breath and sat still, so everything below could not escape his senses.

"Xiaofan looks cowardly, but he is the most stubborn. He will not say what he promises, even in the face of death. I have to say, this kind of quality is extremely rare in the world!"

Chu Yang was fascinated.

He also found that when Daoxuan was about to deal with Zhang Xiaofan, Lu Xueqi, Zeng Shushu, Lin Jingyu, Tian Linger, Qi Hao and others all knelt down to beg for mercy, and the Qimai genius disciples almost knelt for more than half, which made Daoxuan even more complex ugly.

"It has to be said that Qingyunmen is worthy of being the leader of the righteous way. Among the seven veins, except for one Cangsong Taoist who has been suppressing his mood because of events more than a hundred years ago, and finally twisted his heart and rebelled, the others, although they have their own They all have shortcomings, but they are also upright. Especially the disciples of this generation, who are all affectionate and righteous, often go down the mountain to kill demons and demons, this can be regarded as a decent school!"

Chu Yang thought about it, but he couldn't help shaking his head when he thought of the sects in Tianwu Continent.

Those sects, except Donghua Sect and a few transcendent sects, the rest regard the world as a chess game, and the common people are not even counted as flags, and they can be enslaved and killed at will.

Comparing the two, Chu Yang was very moved.

In Yuqing Palace, accidents happened one after another.

Reverend Daoxuan was about to convict Zhang Xiaofan, but Taoist Cangsong, the head of Longshou Peak, attacked him with a seven-tailed centipede, and then stabbed Reverend Daoxuan in the abdomen with a magic weapon, severely wounding him.

Taoist Cangsong was also sent flying by Daoxuan.

Afterwards, it was to expose a public case that happened a hundred years ago, but Zhang Xiaofan looked at Master Cangsong, full of hostility, and his eyes were blood red.

Soon, thousands of people went to wait for others to kill them.

This time, the four sects of the Demon Sect were dispatched one after another.

The suzerain of the Ghost King Sect is tens of thousands, as well as Qinglong, Baguio and others.

Yuyangzi, the head of Changsheng Hall, etc.

The suzerain of the Wandu Sect, the God of Poison, Baiduzi, Patriarch Duanmu, etc.

Fairy Sanmiao of Hehuan Sect and others.

The elites of the entire Demon Cult gathered together to attack Qingyun Sect, preparing to completely wipe out Qingyun Sect, the number one sect of righteousness.

The war broke out, tragic and unusual.

Chu Yang sat in the white clouds without any intention of interfering.

There is no right or wrong in the fight between cultivators, it is just a position.

Chapter 250: Zhu Xian Ancient Sword ([-] words)

Inside Qingyunmen, the demon sect attacked the mountain, and the battle was extremely tragic.

Even the water unicorn, the mountain guardian beast, appeared. It was so powerful that it almost turned the tide of the battle, but it was a pity that it was restrained by the poison god with poison.

Reverend Daoxuan saw how many people were killed and injured, so he had no choice but to go to the Huanyue ancient cave and take out the ancient Zhuxian sword.

Together with the sword formation, it will affect the seven main peaks of Qingyunmen, drawing out the evil spirit energy accumulated over thousands of years.He stood on top of the water unicorn, looking down, his gaze was cold.

At the same time, at the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, in the direction of Huanyue Ancient Cave, a majestic purple aura rose up, shining directly on Shui Qilin and Master Daoxuan.

After a while, looking at the direction from various places in the distance, it turned out that there were six brilliant and strange lights flying from the unknown places of the other six peaks of Qingyun Mountain. They were divided into six colors: yellow, blue, red, green, orange, and blue. Enveloped together, the last seven strange lights gathered in Daoxuan's hand, until the ancient sword of Zhu Xian was already dazzling at this moment.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, dark clouds billowed, and thunder exploded, as if God was angry.

On Tongtian Peak, sand and rocks were flying, dust was flying, and the source of seven wonders was endless. Above the ancient sword of Zhu Xian, which radiated bright light, a qi sword shining with colorful colors slowly appeared, and it continued to grow. At the same time, from the main sword , continuously separating various colored qi swords, more and more, covering the sky in an instant, flowing the colorful colors reflected on the top of Tongtian Peak, which is unsurpassedly glamorous.

As the sword energy fell, the disciples of the Demon Cult screamed and shot and killed dozens of people immediately. The rest of them were also seriously injured, scaring almost ten thousand people to death, they gathered together and escaped.

High above the sky, on top of the clouds.

Chu Yang looked down and remained silent.

"The ancient sword of Zhu Xian has a faint aura that surpasses that of a spiritual weapon. Unfortunately, the interior is damaged, and its power cannot be preserved. But even so, it is equivalent to the power of a top-grade spiritual weapon!"

Chu Yang is well-informed, and he can see through the essence of Zhu Xian's ancient sword at a glance.

This is definitely a treasure, but for some unknown reason, it was severely injured, its grade dropped, and the ancient sword was covered with cracks that were hard to see with the naked eye.

"What kind of battle can damage Zhu Xian's ancient sword like this?"

Chu Yang thought to himself.

As Zhou Yixian said, in today's world, no one has broken through to the Taiqing Realm, so how could the ancient sword of Zhu Xian be so broken?

Obviously this question is related to ancient secrets.

A big battle is temporarily over.

Reverend Daoxuan forcibly sacrificed the ancient sword of Zhuxian under serious injuries, and was counterattacked by triggering the formation.

Most of the elders died in this battle. Shang Zhengliang, the first seat of Chaoyang Peak, and Taoist Tianyun, the first seat of Luoxia Peak, were killed in this battle.

For a moment, Reverend Daoxuan was sad, and the rest of the people were filled with righteous indignation, shouting for revenge.

Next, Master Daoxuan made a little arrangement, then focused his attention on Zhang Xiaofan again, asking him about his hidden secret.

Zhang Xiaofan was full of evil spirit, his eyes were red, he still didn't say anything.

Some are concerned, some are contemptuous, and some are sneering.

The original concern, because of a big war, the suspicion and distrust of him also reached its peak.

Everyone focused their eyes on him.

After the Puhong divine monk forced out the Liren awl that had been pierced into his body, he glanced at the broken pieces around him, looked at the bloody bones, sighed faintly, and told the truth of the year.

"The people in Tianyin Temple who slaughtered Caomiao Village were the ones who did it!" Under the gesture of host Puhong, Faxiang told the truth, "The murderer was my third uncle, one of the four great monks. Master Puzhi."

After saying a word, everyone was shocked and dumbfounded.

After Zhang Xiaofan was astonished, his heart suddenly sank so slowly, so deep, so deep, and then, a long-familiar cold feeling, a deep bloody hostility, enveloped him !

His body swayed and swayed again, he couldn't feel anything, as if the whole sky had collapsed, and he was just a ridiculous and sad person!

It is so ridiculous and sad to hide the matter with life for the master who has been hiding in the bottom of my heart.

The sadness deeply engraved in the depths of his soul seemed to have turned into a demon at this moment, biting his heart fiercely!

The fire stick in Zhang Xiaofan's right hand suddenly shone brightly, the Blood-devouring Orb seemed to be reborn, the blue light flourished, mixed with the black air of the Soul-destroying magic stick, enveloped Zhang Xiaofan, even his face gradually began to blur.

Fa Xiang lost his voice and said: "Junior Brother Zhang, quickly throw away that evil stick, you have been invaded by evil power..."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Zhang Xiaofan looked up to the sky and laughed miserably, with a stern voice: "What righteous way? What justice? You have always lied to me. I have worked hard all my life to keep his secret even if I died, but what am I..."

He opened his arms and shouted to the sky, "What am I—"

This tragic voice echoed between heaven and earth, moving people's hearts and making people cry.

The people in the field all turned pale, Faxiang flew up and said anxiously: "Junior Brother Zhang, give up this thing quickly, or you will fall into the devil's way and never recover..."

Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the sky, as if he didn't notice Fa Xiang coming, everyone held their breath for a moment, they saw that they were about to catch the fire stick, but there was a loud shout in the air, and a white light came from the horizontal, Fa Xiang was caught off guard, the air was stuffy With a snort, he flew back upside down.

Everyone was shocked, they saw a flash of green shadow, Bi Yao suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Xiaofan, facing the countless masters of righteousness in front, unexpectedly fearless.

Her eyes were slightly red, she was obviously sad for Zhang Xiaofan, not to mention other people, she turned around and grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's hand, said anxiously: "Xiaofan, you come with me, these beastly people are all trying to harm you!"

Zhang Xiaofan responded confusedly, but the woman in front of him, somehow, at this lonely moment in the world, the only thing he believed in, he couldn't help but grasped that gentle hand, and followed her!

But this crowd of orthodox masters, how can they tolerate their presumptuousness, especially after a while, many people recognized Bi Yao as the only daughter of the Demon Sect's Sect Master, and immediately exploded.

Today, there are countless casualties in the Qingyun sect, thanks to the gift of the demon sect, the blood feud with the demon sect is really bloody, and there will be no end to death.For a moment, someone blocked the way, and someone even shouted and asked, began to wonder if Zhang Xiaofan really had something to do with the Demon Cult?

Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao and the others paled, Tian Linger and the others tried their best to explain that Zhang Xiaofan was still fighting against the members of the Demon Cult just now, but the voice was so weak that it was drowned out by the furious voice in a blink of an eye.

A moment later, the righteous people above the main hall surrounded the two young men and women.

Among them, Lu Xueqi had a particularly strange expression. He thought of what Chu Yang said back then, that there were people in the Qingyun Sect who did evil. He didn't believe it at the time, but Taoist Cangsong appeared.

It is also confirmed that someone in Mingyin Temple committed murder. Puzhi, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, killed all the people in Caomiao Village.

She also recalled what Chu Yang said to Zhang Xiaofan at Liubo Mountain in the Eastern Sea, if Qingyun Sect doesn't want you, come and find me.

"He seems to know everything? Did he expect the situation today?"

Lu Xueqi was shocked.

But at this moment, where is she allowed to think too much?

She looked at Zhang Xiaofan with pity, sympathy, and the grief and indignation of being a fellow student.

Zhang Xiaofan stared at his blood-red eyes, his body trembled slightly, and he couldn't stop laughing miserably, he just felt that his mind was filled with tragic and bloody scenes, but it seemed to be completely blank, the beliefs and beliefs he had lived in his life were completely destroyed today.

Bi Yao is much calmer than him, holding Zhang Xiaofan's hand tightly at this moment, standing with him, whispering: "Xiao Fan, don't be afraid, even if you die, I will be with you!"

Zhang Xiaofan was startled, his mind seemed to wake up for a moment.

But at this moment, a loud shout came over: "Who dares to harm my daughter?"

With a sound of swipe, the ghost king's figure appeared in this Yuqing Palace, everyone was stunned and there was an instant uproar.

After a while, Qinglong, Youji and other members of the ghost king's sect appeared one after another, surrounding Zhang Xiaofan and Bi Yao.

The Ghost King glanced around, at this moment, the strength of the Ghost King Sect alone is indeed somewhat different from the two factions of Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple, but he seemed to have no fear, standing with his hands behind his back, complacent, and turned his head to Bi Yao Smiling: "Yao'er, take Xiaofan and go first."

Baguio nodded, and was about to take a step, but how could he succeed in such an act of turning a blind eye to the righteous people, and Zhang Xiaofan's status is very special at the moment, the two sects of Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, no matter what, they can't let this person gone.

Master Daoxuan said angrily: "Stop it!"

A big battle broke out again.

But the ghost king's lineage is the opponent of Qingyun sect, and they were surrounded in the middle of it in a blink of an eye, and a large number of casualties began to occur. At this moment, the other three major factions of the demon sect led by Poison God, Yuyangzi and Sanmiao Fairy rushed to support.

The situation immediately reversed!

The war broke out completely.

With the blood feud turned forward, this time the fighting was even more tragic. Every moment, someone fell into a pool of blood, and their vitality dissipated.

Especially when tens of thousands of people waited for others, they all stared at Reverend Daoxuan and greeted him to death.

Seeing that Qingyunmen was defeated, Shui Qilin, who had been lying outside Yuqing Palace, suddenly broke in, opened his mouth and spat out the ancient Zhuxian sword to Daoxuan.

Reverend Daoxuan forcibly suppressed the wound, swept across with his sword, and forced back the tens of thousands of people who came to kill him, stepped into the air, and came to the top of Shui Qilin.

The water unicorn soared into the sky and rose to high altitude again.

Reverend Daoxuan raised the ancient Zhuxian sword in his hand, arousing the spirit of evil spirits, obviously urging the power of the sword formation forcibly.

"Come on!"

Ten thousand people went to wait for others to be scared immediately, and fled to the outside.

Zhang Xiaofan was pulled back by Baguio, but was blocked by the amulet of Tianyin Temple, looking at him, Zhang Xiaofan's hostility rose to the peak, his face was ferocious, he gritted his teeth, beat him flying with the Soul Devouring Wand, and spat out blood.

He shot again and again, knocking back all the disciples of the Qingyun sect who were blocking him.