The beauty of this deity is the best in the world of self-cultivation

Different from the memories that appeared in the past, this memory does not have the appearance of the big branch tree, nor does it have the vast sea of ​​elixir bushes.

Wearing a complicated black robe, Yuxiao Tianjun walked between the mountains and the sea of ​​clouds. Every step seemed to be extremely slow, but he traveled thousands of miles in an instant.

The scenery around him changed rapidly, and in just a few breaths, he had already covered tens of millions of miles.

It was an almost barren battlefield, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the stench was overwhelming.The aftermath of the remaining spells was still ravaging the surrounding mountains. Layers of earth and rock peeled off, fell into the blood river below the ankles, and sank silently.

A young man in white clothes stood on the highest mountain of corpses. The monsters under his feet had red eyes, but they had already lost their vitality.On the opposite side of him were dozens of immortal monks, watching him vigilantly and solemnly.

"Cough..." The white clothes on the young man's body were already stained red with blood, his long hair reached his waist, and it was wet and glowing red.

The magic wand in his hand was full of golden light and full of Buddha charm, which made him more and more handsome, as if a demon god had come into the world.

As soon as he made a sound, the hearts of the dozens of cultivators froze, and the sword light flickered instantly, condensing into a dense sword net, roaring towards him.

The sea of ​​blood roared, and the mountain of corpses churned, the young Buddhist cultivator gave a low laugh, raised his magic wand in front of him, tapped his feet, and headed towards the sword net to kill.

True Yuan collided, spells were chaotic, and the golden light flashed and overflowed in the sword net, which touched the minds of everyone present.

"Start formation!" The leading monk gave a soft shout, and the dozens of monks behind him immediately started to move. Suddenly, the sword glowed brightly, and the terrifying atmosphere filled the entire battlefield, moving towards the Buddhist cultivator to suppress. go.

That buddha cultivator seemed to have gone through a long battle, and now he was just at the end of his battle. In the impenetrable sword net, he was still moving forward step by step like a rainbow.

"...Looking at the Tathagata's blue lotus eyes. It is also in the Buddha's face. I am now observing the floating roots and four dusts. It is only in my face. Such is the mind. It actually lives in the body." The majestic Buddha's voice was in harmony, and even the Bodhisattva and monks behind him showed a compassionate smile, and the magic weapon in their hands rang out with clear and spiritual music, and murderous intentions were everywhere.

The leading monk was forced back three steps by the cold and sharp murderous intent, the heavy magic wand skipped in front of him, the sharp Buddha's light cut through his tough body, leaving a long bloodstain on his face.

"It really is a demon monk!" He was horrified and angry, shouted, his eyes were red, his whole body's aura surged again and again, a spirit sword was like a dragon flying out of the sea, and instantly pierced out of the sword net.

After the Buddha's cultivation, the figure of the Bodhisattva Buddha has faded a lot. Seeing that he was exhausted, the overwhelming sword and light techniques rushed towards him. He smiled slightly, lowered his magic wand in front of him, and called out in a low voice : "Yu Xiao..."

Mozun lowered his eyes slightly, sighed, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the magic wand turned slightly white.

His consciousness was already a little hazy, and the Yang God in his body was almost shattered.But the cultivator on the opposite side is still throwing out various spells...

"Nonsense." A hand rested on his shoulder, and the black cloud sleeve brushed against his shoulder blades, staining a few spots of fresh blood.

He opened his eyes, and the sword net in front of him had been imprisoned in place by a giant red palm, and behind him, a black-clothed monk stood quietly, with a gorgeous face, looking at him with a cold face.

"Cough... why is Tianjun here?" Mozun coughed lightly, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.However, even at the point where the oil is exhausted, he still looks gentle and tolerant, and said with a smile in his eyes, "Could it be that Tianjun has sensed his own intentions and is reluctant to part with this deity?"

The Xuanyi Tianjun behind him had a cold expression on his face, and upon hearing the words, he only twitched his brows slightly, and backhandedly stuffed a few pills into the mouth of the blood-spitting demon.

Mozun coughed up blood and was stuffed with several pills. He frowned and swallowed the pills, smacked his mouth, and said slowly: "...It's a bit bitter, Tianjun remember to put more pills in the future. Some sugar."

That Yuxiao Tianjun's expression became even colder.He raised his hand and threw the Mozun behind him, his movements seemed a little impatient, but he didn't hit the wound on the Mozun's body at all.

"Wait." Tianjun broke a few jade bottles casually, and the tall monsters rushed out of the bottles and waited beside the Demon Lord.

"Yu Xiao..." The dozens of monks watched Xuanyi Tianjun stepping into the air, their pupils shrank slightly, "You are a righteous monk, do you want to be an enemy of us for that devil?!"

Yuxiao Tianjun didn't speak, but just pulled out a long sword from his sleeve and poured a burst of fiery red true essence.

The sharpened spirit sword was shining brightly. He looked at the dozens of monks facing him, the tip of the sword flashed slightly, and his expression was indifferent and calm: "Come."

His attitude seems to have enraged the dozens of monks on the opposite side. I saw that their breath was heaving, thunderous, and the surging river of blood was swept up by the strong wind, crashing into the corpses all over the ground. Not inferior, even more frightening.

Yuxiao Tianjun frowned slightly, and holding the spirit sword, he threw himself into the sword net all over the sky. Wanjun thunder fell, but when he was about to get close, he chopped off with his sword and dissipated around him.

……

The appearance of Yuxiao Tianjun completely overturned the already clear battle situation.The dozens of monks were challenged by him with a single sword, and all the reluctance and reluctance were completely suppressed under the brilliance of the sword.

"Let's go." He didn't try to make up the sword for those monks, he just put away the spirit sword, turned around and grabbed the good meat on the demon's arm, drew a cloud of frost, and lifted it up to the demon's arm. go away.

"Tianjun..." After swallowing the elixir, Mozun's aura became much calmer, with a smile on his face, "After this battle, Tianjun's reputation will be tied to a demon cultivator like me."

"It's nothing." Yu Xiao's expression was indifferent, and his cloud sleeves fluttered, showing an endless beauty.

The Mozun rustled his hand, then took out a small storage ring, and stuffed it into Tianjun's hand: "This is the family property that I have worked so hard to save, and Tianjun saved me. With one life, these things will be sent to Tianjun for a little fun."

Yu Xiao took a look at the storage ring in his hand, then threw it back into his hand: "No need."

Mozun's expression fell instantly: "Is this something that Tianjun looks down on this deity?"

Yu Xiao: "Yes."

Demon Venerable: "..."

He suddenly laughed, and solemnly took Yuxiao Tianjun's hand, and put the storage ring on his finger: "Then please ask Tianjun to give me a face... Take these things, if the gods in the future If there is anything you like, the deity will bring it to Tianjun, okay?"

Yuxiao Tianjun frowned, and wanted to raise his hand to take off the storage ring, but the fingertips were held by the demon again—and the demon was soaked in blood, and it seemed that he couldn't stand the beating anymore...

The Mozun grabbed his hand and made a final decision directly: "Thank you Tianjun for your face."

Yuxiao Tianjun: "..."

I have seen people giving away things, but I have never seen people who are so eager to give things away.He raised his hand and wiped it on the storage ring, his expression slightly startled.

"Does Tianjun like it?" Demon Venerable smiled softly, "This is what I managed to keep..."

Originally, I wanted to give it to this Tianjun.

The storage ring is full of a pile of elixir.The storage ring is filled with elixir that is rare for ordinary people, and the strong fragrance of the medicine is imprisoned in the storage ring. Only by probing into the storage ring can one get a glimpse of a faint fragrance.

The blood-stained Demon Venerable looked at him quietly, still aggrieved: "Could it be that Tianjun doesn't like it?"

"I don't like it." Yu Xiao's tone was cold.

The aura on Mozun's body became even lower.

Yu Xiao moved her fingertips slightly, pinched a water purification formula, and washed him from head to toe: "Don't be so reckless in the future."

They are just some elixir... just go and look for them slowly when you have time.

"But I remember that Tianjun said a few days ago that the newly refined elixir of crossing the catastrophe lacked medicinal materials." Mozun said with a smile, "but I would like to thank these so-called righteous ways..."

"Without them, wouldn't Tianjun have to hide from himself for the rest of his life?"

Yu Xiao pursed her lips and remained silent.

"You hurt the son of the master of Dongji Hall today. When he returns to Dongji Hall, Dongji Hall will definitely not let you go. What are your plans in the future?" Yu Xiao was silent for a while, then suddenly said.

"He put his mind on this deity, why is this deity not allowed to fight back?" Mozun smiled broadly, but with a hint of mockery.

Tianjun didn't bother to pay attention to him, and continued: "Would you like to follow me to Taiqingzong?"

Mozun narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled: "Heavenly King invites you, how dare you refuse to obey?"

……

Ye Shangqiu woke up from this illusion, and when he opened his eyes, he met the face of the traitor sitting not far away: "..."

"Master is awake?" Shang Yuci stood up, noticed that Ye Shangqiu's expression was a little strange, and asked with a frown, "But found something wrong...?"

Ye Shangqiu lowered his eyes: "...they mentioned Dongji Temple and Taiqingzong."

As soon as he raised his hand, his palm covered Shang Yuci's forehead, and passed those memories over.

Injured the son of the master of Dongji Hall and went to Taiqingzong...

"Master, do you remember whether there is any record of this incident in the classics of the Taiqing Sect?"

"No."

Shang Yu said: "..."

Logically speaking, such a matter could be regarded as extremely serious, and it is impossible that the two heavenly monarchs at the peak of the Yang God Realm came to seek refuge and were not included in the sect's records.

Really... it's getting more and more interesting.

Shang Yuci was thinking casually, looking at Ye Shangqiu's face in thought, he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss him.

"Master, if you don't understand, why don't you ask Yao Ling Tianjun?"

Ye Shangqiu: "?"

Shang Yuci flipped his palms: "The master was trapped in an illusion just now, and the disciples are not easy to disturb. Now that the master wakes up, he happened to go to visit Yaoling Tianjun with his disciples."

Ye Shangqiu took the jade order and checked it with a trace of consciousness.

Yao Ling summoned.

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The second watch, almost missed it!