Those years when I started a business in the comprehension world

The onlookers didn't stay silent for a long time, and then they became noisy again.

"Reverend Chengjun suppressed the immortal? How is this possible?"

"That's right, even if Cheng Tianjian is an innate sword spirit, this is impossible!"

"Could it be that Zheng Yukun isn't some kind of immortal at all? It's just an illusion designed by that old man Zheng Tao? I didn't expect that his strength was still not enough, and he revealed his original shape as soon as he fought Cheng Tianjian?"

"Is that terrifying coercion also fake? Is the sword energy that made Yishuitan fling into ashes in his fingers also fake?"

"Perhaps... Zheng Yukun has any magic weapon in his hand? Whether it is coercion or making the Yishui altar disappear, it is the power of the magic weapon of the fairy family."

"That makes sense..."

"A bunch of idiots, don't you feel that Master Chengjun's cultivation is rising rapidly?" A senior monk of Jinyangzong sneered.

Previously, because Zheng Yukun's sense of coercion was too strong, they didn't pay much attention to Chengjun's coercion.Listening to what the monk of Jinyang Zong said, other monks with high levels of cultivation also tried to perceive Cheng Jun's cultivation level.They couldn't perceive Cheng Jun's specific cultivation base, but they could feel that his cultivation base was increasing rapidly through the coercion he exerted.

"What's going on here? Is Cheng Tianjian going to break through the realm on the spot?"

"No, this should be because I suppressed my cultivation intentionally and didn't show it."

"It is indeed suppressing the cultivation base, otherwise, with this growth rate, it would have broken through a realm long ago, and it should have recruited Tianlei."

"However, it can't be said that Cheng Tianjian's cultivation is higher than that of an immortal, right? I think that fellow Taoist just now is right. This Zheng Yukun is actually a fake immortal!"

The monks watching the battle were discussing, when a sword light streaked across the sky, passed over the heads of the crowd, and directly cut the two mountain peaks behind them into dust.The sword light passed over their heads, and the frenzied wind of the sword caused them to be terrified, their scalps were numb, and cold sweat broke out all of a sudden.

However, before these monks wiped off the cold sweat from their brows, they saw the thunderclouds in the sky begin to accumulate.

"That's - Tianlei! Who broke through the realm?"

"Zijin Tianlei, this is the Ascension Thunder Tribulation!"

"Who is this going to ascend?"

No one answered the monk's question, because they soon saw that Jie Lei was falling towards Cheng Jun.

Zheng Yukun stepped aside, and the purple-gold thunder struck Chengjun.

A golden seal glyph appeared between Cheng Jun's brows. He frowned, and impatiently slapped away the thunder and lightning covering him, then turned around and continued to attack Zheng Yukun.

After Jie Lei hit Cheng Jun, no monk dared to doubt Zheng Yukun's identity as an immortal.

The appearance of Feisheng Leijie shows that Cheng Jun's cultivation has reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe.Cheng Jun is an innate sword spirit, and his strength must be higher than that of a human cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Stage, that is to say——his current strength should be no different from that of an immortal.And although Zheng Yukun was suppressed by Cheng Jun, but he has not been defeated so far, he can only be an immortal.

"I think the strength of these two is probably higher than that of the immortal who just ascended..." a monk swallowed and said in a low voice.

There is no rebuttal, because it is true.

Zheng Yukun is the ancestor of the Zheng family, and he ascended to immortality early on.

Cheng Jun had ascended more than 1000 years ago, it was very unreasonable for him not to ascend, but now there is a reasonable explanation - Cheng Jun has already reached the cultivation level of Ascension, and the failure to ascend is entirely because he suppressed his cultivation on purpose.

"Where are you standing waiting to die? Hurry up and retreat!" A thunderous voice came from above the two mountain peaks that had just been flattened.

In the sky above the flattened mountain peak, standing in the air is a monk in the distraction period.She is the ancestor of Piaoshuangmen, who was originally retreating on the peak at her feet, but was cut out by Cheng Jun's sword light.

After being reminded by the master ancestor of the Floating Shuangmen, all the monks suddenly woke up - that's right!The two immortals were fighting against the Ascension Thunder Tribulation, and they actually stood a hundred feet away to watch. What's the difference between putting their necks on the guillotine?Because Head Wen was also here before, Cheng Jun intentionally controlled the field and did not let the aftermath sweep to the periphery, but now the Ascending Thunder Tribulation is not very eye-catching.

"Quick retreat, quick retreat! Back up! At least get out of the Piaoshuang Gate!"

All the monks hurriedly scattered and retreated, and the monks who passed by Wen Xinze urged Wen Xinze to withdraw together.

"Master Wen, you are standing here, hurry up and withdraw with us."

"We can't intervene in this kind of battle. Standing here will only affect Master Chengjun."

Wen Xinze also realized that it was not appropriate to stand here, so he hesitated for a moment, then retreated with the other monks.

They withdrew to the outside of Piaoshuangmen, Cheng Jun and Zheng Yukun were no longer visible to ordinary people, but it was not a big problem for monks.Using a magic weapon, or casting spells on the eyes, one can easily see the scenery thousands of miles away.

Chengjun fought against Zheng Yukun against the thunderstorms, but he still didn't lose the wind at all. On the contrary, Zheng Yukun was a little embarrassed to fight.

After being pierced through the shoulder by Cheng Jun's sword, Zheng Yukun retreated to distance himself, and exchanged a magic weapon in the shape of a guqin with his backhand.He supported the piano with one hand, and played the strings with the other, and several sharp lights shot out in succession.

Cheng Jun failed to dodge completely, and was struck into the thundercloud by two of the sharp lights.

Wen Xinze took a step forward in shock, but luckily he soon saw Cheng Jun rushing out of the thundercloud.

"It's so despicable! If you can't fight close-up, you have to replace it with long-range!" A monk beside Wen Xinze said indignantly.

"This magic weapon of the fairy family looks quite powerful!"

"The magic weapon consumes the surrounding spiritual power. Fortunately, this is the realm of cultivation, and the concentration of spiritual energy is not as high as that of the heavenly realm. Otherwise, it would be even more terrifying."

"Hey, why is it in a place with rich aura like Piaoshuangmen in the realm of comprehension? It would be great if it could be in a place with thin aura!"

Would it be better if it was in a place where the aura is thin?He should be able to do this.

Wen Xinze stared at Zheng Yukun intently, silver textures emerged on his face, and within a few breaths, the aura around Zheng Yukun was emptied.

Zheng Yukun stopped playing the piano, and suddenly turned to look at Wen Xinze.

"careful!"

The monks from Wen Xinze's left and right sects shot at the same time, and joined forces to superimpose defenses to block Wen Xinze.

Almost at the same moment, Zheng Yukun encountered thunderstorms, interrupting his attack on Wen Xinze.It wasn't thunder, but the pitch-black lightning condensed by Cheng Jun, like dense sharp blades, enveloping Zheng Yukun.

Zheng Yukun's attack was just a strike, but it still shocked the few monks who stood in front of Wen Xinze almost to the ground.

"Are you all right?" Wen Xinze continued to control the aura while asking the few monks who offered to help.

"fine."

"Thank you."

At this moment, Wen Xinze saw a figure flying towards them in the air.

It was a demon cultivator who was obviously seriously injured. He flew over them and fell unsteadily.

Before the surrounding monks had time to step forward, another figure flew towards them.

Later, it was none other than Feng Yihong.

The magic cultivator who was hunted down by Feng Yihong?Wen Xinze turned his head to look at Moxiu who had fallen to the ground, and almost subconsciously looked at his left hand—his left little finger really had an extra section unlike ordinary people.

"Jiang Ke!" Wen Xinze instantly recognized the other party's identity - this man was the demon cultivator who killed Feng Yihong's Taoist companion.

The demon cultivator glanced back at Feng Yihong who was chasing him, got up and rushed forward in a panic, and soon fell in front of several Wuxiangzong Buddhist cultivators.

Before Jiang Ke could struggle to get up, Wen Xinze saw a very familiar-looking young Buddhist cultivator step forward, took out the subduing magic pestle, and gave it to Jiang Ke's Tianling cover.

With a humming of the subduing magic pestle, Jiang Ke's soul was shaken out of his body.

Jiang Ke Yuanshen was separated from his body, twisted in pain on his limp body, and wanted to escape.

At this moment, Feng Yihong had already landed on the ground, and the folding fan in his hand was enveloped in a sharp thin light, and fanned towards Jiang Ke's primordial spirit.In just a moment, Jiang Ke's primordial spirit was scattered and disappeared in a wisp of green smoke.

Feng Yihong turned Jiang Ke's body on the ground into ashes again, and then closed his fan with his backhand. Frowning slightly, he looked at Moxiu who was holding the Demon Subduing Pestle in his hand.

"Sorry, I thought he was going to run, and I was in a hurry, so I shot first." The Buddha Xiu who was holding the magic pestle was exactly the Si Wen Wen Xinze had met at the Mu Chun Conference. He clasped his hands together and turned towards Feng Yi Hong apologized.

"Forget it, he died at my hands in the end." Feng Yihong said, walking to Wen Xinze's side, "What's going on here? Why did Cheng Jun fight with the immortal?"

Wen Xinze briefly explained to Feng Yihong.

"I always knew that Cheng Jun's cultivation was higher than mine, but I didn't expect that he had already reached the realm of transcending tribulation and ascending." Cheng Jun couldn't help sighing.His distracted cultivation base is considered top-notch in the realm of comprehension, but he can't get in the way of immortal-level battles, but Cheng Jun probably doesn't need anyone's help—Zheng Yukun, who is fighting Cheng Jun in the distance, is already at this time. Showed a bad image.

"Lu Yan! If you don't make a move now, when will you wait?" Zheng Tao stood up in the air and shouted loudly.

Wen Xinze's pupils suddenly constricted - Lu Yan is here!

That's right, according to the result of the deduction given by Yan Qing of Xingxiangmen, when Cheng Jun met his old friend, that was when he found Lu Yan.

Lu Yan should be hiding among these cultivators!

Where?Where is he hiding?

Wen Xinze looked around, trying to find Lu Yan who was hiding.

"Lu Yan, have you forgotten our agreement?" Seeing that Lu Yan did not show up, Zheng Tao gritted his teeth angrily, "You help me take down the Chengtian Sword, and I will give you the dragon scale of the five-clawed golden dragon ——I can give you the dragon scale now, as long as you help my ancestors."

After Zheng Tao finished speaking, he took out a golden dragon scale from his bosom and held it up high.

Almost at the same moment when Zheng Tao took out the dragon scales, Wen Xinze saw a black dragon jumping out from Siyin's cap, soaring upwards, and heading straight for Zheng Tao.Leaving the lifeless physical body of the imprint of thinking, it fell on its back in the Buddhist practice of Wuxiangzong.

"Junior brother Siwen!" The buddhist cultivators exclaimed, caught Siwen's fallen body, and after inspecting it, they felt grief and anger, and their eyes were about to burst, "Evil animal dragon, how dare you make my junior brother into a monster?" Buddha figurines are used for hiding!"

Siwen has excellent aptitude and is said to be one of the most promising disciples of the Wuxiang Sect.Using his physical body as a weapon, he really hid the devilish energy of the devil dragon tightly.

It was actually a pity that Lu Yan left Siwen's Buddha figurines. It took him a lot of energy to refine such a high-quality Buddha figurines.In the future, I don't know if I can refine Buddha figurines of this quality. After all, it is not easy to find Buddhist monks with excellent qualifications.

Although it was a pity, he wanted dragon scales more than Buddha figurines.

Lu Yan flew in front of Zheng Tao, instantly transformed into a young man with short black hair, snatched the dragon scale from Zheng Tao's hand, and then raised a pair of red eyes to look at him, "Master Zheng, I remember our agreement is—I will help you Please collect the materials to refine the five magic weapons of the Immortal Formation, and you will give me the dragon scales. It does not include fighting the Chengtian Sword." In order to help Zheng Tao collect the refining materials, his confidant Demon Cultivator was almost sent out to rob They plundered the monks, kidnapped the refiner, and sacrificed many people in the end.

Zheng Tao looked at the young man surrounded by demonic energy in front of him, squeezed his fist and said, "I'll add another keel for you."

"I'll try my best, but—" Zheng Tao said, looking back, only to see Wen Xinze, Feng Yihong, and the two masters from Piaoshuangmen chasing after him, "I probably won't be able to help you at the moment. Ancestors—”

"Hurry up and get rid of them! It's late, and the great masters of other sects will rush over!" After Zheng Tao finished speaking, he took out a high-level magic weapon, turned his head and ran away.

Lu Yan watched Zheng Tao escape in place with the magic weapon, her eyes were cold.

Zheng Tao, that idiot, chose this time to call him out.Zheng Yukun, an immortal who can't beat Chengtian Sword, how could he be an opponent?If he could beat Cheng Tianjian, he would not have been injured by Cheng Tianjian 700 years ago, and he would have been able to hide and raise him for hundreds of years——Zheng Tao simply went to the doctor in a hurry!

Lu Yan looked away from the place where Zheng Tao disappeared, and looked around at Wen Xinze and his party who were besieged in it.

Di Wujian and three powerful monks, with dragon scales in hand, are not difficult to deal with, but he is not going to compete with them, he plans to find a way to escape later.Otherwise, things will be troublesome when Cheng Tianjian frees up his hand, or when the great masters from other sects arrive.Unlike Zheng Tao, he has a clear understanding of the current situation.

As for the keel deal just mentioned—he really wanted the keel, but he cherished his life even more!

"Everyone, although I am a demon cultivator, I don't have any deep hatred with you. Please let me go." Lu Yan put his attitude extremely low.

"Why is there no deep hatred?" Wen Xinze stared at Lu Yan's face, and compared it inch by inch with the illusion given by Lou Wuye in his memory, confirming that the person in front of him was undoubtedly Lu Yan himself, "700 years ago, you Instigated a great war to slaughter demons, killed many disciples of various sects, and made me die on Lihuangzhou, how could I not have a deep hatred?"

"Master Wen, have you also listened to those rumors recently?" Lu Yan said, "It was clearly Mozun Lou Wuye who provoked the war between gods and demons back then. This is recorded in the historical materials of various sects, so many sects' historical materials There are things recorded in the book, how could there be mistakes?"

"Naturally, it may be wrong, because a certain little black bug has a strict plan." A black flame suddenly ignited in the air, and Lou Wuye walked out of the black flame step by step, "Lu Yan, you can be regarded as showing up."

"Master, I acted according to your instructions back then. You have always been daring, how come you have become a coward now?" Lu Yan said with an aggrieved expression.

"Stop getting involved. The moment you betray me, you and I will be eternal enemies." After Lou Wuye finished speaking, he turned to look at Wen Xinze, "Master Wen, you are not kind, let's agree who will find Lu Yan immediately informed the other party, and you didn't send me a message. Fortunately, I saw a monk on the Internet saying that the magic dragon had appeared, so I could come in time."

Wen Xinze ignored Lou Wuye, looked at Lu Yan and said coldly, "You said you were not the culprit who provoked the demon-slaying war. Why did Jiang Ke choose to run towards you among so many monks just now? Jiang Ke was involved in provoking trouble back then. One of the main culprits of the Demon Cultivator, and he is obviously following your example. He ran to you because he thought you would save him."

Feng Yihong continued, "Before I caught two demon cultivators and guarded them with you, but they were killed quietly. I have never thought of who did it. If you were the one who did it, it would be reasonable .Your cultivation base is higher than mine, and I will not defend you. You have the ability to do it, and you have a reason to do it."

"If you can think Zheng Tao is so stupid—"

After Lu Yan finished speaking, she instantly turned into a dragon scale and opened her mouth to swallow the dragon scale.

He swung his body, raised his head to the sky and screamed, a golden dragon scale grew from his lower jaw, and a pair of dragon horns grew from two bulges on his forehead.

"He has started to transform into a dragon! Kill him before he completely transforms into a dragon!" The master ancestor of Piaoshuangmen sacrificed a magic weapon in the shape of a lute, plucked the string brazenly, and Jin Geyin suddenly attacked the demon dragon.

At the same time, Wen Xinze and others also took action together.

The monk who looked up at Wen Xinze's battle on the ground felt that the scene was a bit magical.

"I didn't expect to see a demon cultivator and a cultivator team up to fight a demon cultivator in my lifetime..."

"But the devil dragon is not easy to deal with!"

"In the state of a semi-transformed dragon, the round strength is probably close to soaring."

"Master Wen, can they do it?"

"But we can't help..."

"Don't worry, our master uncle is here!"

"My uncle is coming soon!"

While these few monks were talking, streamers of light rushed straight towards the Demon Dragon from all directions, and the great masters of the sect that the monks of the various sects had called before had already arrived at the scene.

"Xuanqimen's mobile phone is really easy to use. I called Shimen back, and the ancestor arrived at this moment. If it were a messenger bird, I am afraid that it would not have flown out of Xiyuezhou at this moment!"

"I think this mobile phone is almost the same as Da Neng Shi's Thousand-mile Voice Transmission."

"And the function is even more interesting than Thousand Miles Transsion!"

"Look! Xie Yu from the White Feather Sect has also arrived! The sword spirit flying in front of him is his natal Jianhan Yetian, right! As expected of a sword spirit, he is so active in fighting!"

"Isn't it? I heard that Han Yetian likes head Wen, and even proposed to head Wen!"

"So he rushed so fast because he was in a hurry to help head Wen?"

While these monks were talking, Wen Xinze couldn't dodge in time, and was sent flying by the tail flick of the magic dragon.Before he could adjust his posture in the air, he was supported from behind and stabilized his figure.

"Cough!" Wen Xinze coughed and looked back, "Han Yetian?"

"I'm here to help you." After Han Yetian finished speaking, he let go of Wen Xinze and attacked the Mo Jiao.

The demon dragon roared, Han Yetian's sword energy left a bloody wound on the demon dragon's back, and then turned back into a long sword, falling into the hands of Xie Yu who came later.

Xie Yu raised his sword and joined the battle.

As the great powers of various factions arrived one after another, Lu Yan was covered in bruises.He knew that he had to run away quickly, or he would really die at the hands of these powerful monks.

At this moment, a thunder exploded in the distance.

"What happened?" The monk who was busy paying attention to the battle situation on the side of the magic dragon asked in surprise.

"Chengtianjian... Chengtianjian killed the immortal!"

Before the monk who answered could finish his sentence, Cheng Jun had already arrived at the battlefield on the Mo Jiao's side despite the thunder tribulation.

Cheng Jun's Ascension Tribulation Thunder was terrifyingly powerful. Except for Wen Xinze, who was protected by Cheng Jun, other powerful monks in the battle avoided one after another.

Cheng Jun raised his hand, and a golden sword light hit Mo Jiao seven inches.

The demon dragon screamed, and finally fell from the sky unwillingly.

Cheng Jun closed his eyes and suppressed his cultivation, and the thunderstorms in the sky gradually dispersed.

He brought Wen Xinze down to the ground, looked coldly at the dying Mo Jiao not far away, "Do you want me to kill him for you?"

Wen Xinze: "I will do it myself."

On this day, Wen Xinze personally beheaded the dragon's head and ended the enmity 700 years ago.

Half a month later, Wen Xinze brought Lu Yan's dragon head to Lihuang Island, turned it into ashes, and sprinkled it on the scorched soil of Lihuang Island.

Wen Xinze stood on the cliff that used to grow as a black tree, and felt the vitality sprouting under the scorched earth. It was a seed sprouting.

700 years ago, thousands of lives here were wiped out, and the cold winter was too long, but this land will eventually usher in new life.

Wen Xinze glanced at the throbbing ground, turned around and left with Cheng Jun.

Wen Xinze: "Chengjun, speaking of which, why have you kept suppressing your cultivation and not ascending?"

Cheng Jun: "Before, life was too boring, so I tried to deceive Heaven."

Wen Xinze: "Then when do you plan to ascend?"

Cheng Jun: "Naturally, when you want to ascend, Taoist companions should fly together, right?"

Wen Xinze: "Yes, you are right."

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After a lapse of 500 years, the ancestors of the Yang family, dressed in wedding dresses, lifted the lid of the coffin of the ancestors of the Ren family

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