He's been caught for the show.

The difference between the people in the illusion and the Uncle Jiang in Mu Yanyan's impression was too great, she couldn't help but laughed dryly, trying to forcefully explain, "It's an illusion after all", and Ruan Chang also responded with a dazed expression.

Shen Jingzhi turned his head and glanced at the junior sister who refused to accept the reality, and decided to remain silent.

However, in the ensuing vision, they saw one after another——

The gentle and elegant Great Elder of Yunyin Pavilion plucked the strings with his plain fingers, and the blood of the Demon Cultivator spattered three feet around his body.She held the piano in one hand and walked forward, where she passed, there were stumps on her side.

The three people who had the honor to listen to this Great Elder play the piano, and still remember the sound of the piano: "..."

Suddenly, I felt chills on the back of my neck.

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Baicao Valley's reputation for helping the world and saving people has spread throughout the world of comprehension Daoist Renqi. When he flipped his sleeves, the demon cultivators around him fell down one by one, and they rotted into a pile of dry bones in an instant.

Ruan Chang, who was sent to Baicao Valley by his master to recuperate because of his infirmity when he was young, and was coaxed to eat sweets by the benevolent Taoist Lord: "..."

The usual gentle smile on her face was a little stiff.

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Chengxuan Daojun, who was usually out of shape and loved to hang out with his disciples, came here expressionlessly, leaving behind charred corpses;

The real person who has a very poor capacity for alcohol and loves to drink, often gets drunk and is picked up by his disciples to the sect, the young man raised his hand to kill him, and fell into a landslide in an instant;

On the Grand Ceremony of the Taihua Sect, the master of the Fuyao Sect, whose presence was so thin that he was even missed by the disciples, was like a ghost on this battlefield, and every time he appeared, he would take a demon cultivator with him;

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The three of Taihuazong looked at the many seniors on the battlefield here, their eyes became more and more illusory.

When they finally saw the same Sword Master Yaochuan, they were still a little dazed.

Can't say it's the same...

The sword master Yaochuan in the illusion is much sharper than what he sees now, his whole body is like a sharp sword without a sheath, and people will have the illusion of being stabbed when they see it.And the sword master they usually see, although it is also very powerful and frightening, but the sharpness is like a scabbard, and it is not exposed as it is in the illusion.

Among them, Shen Jing's feeling was the deepest. He couldn't help but put his hand on the hilt of the sword and rubbed it twice, and stopped walking towards the illusion.The other three people also stopped behind him.

Although they have known for a long time that those seniors who have already become famous in the comprehension world also have youthful recklessness and brilliance, but it is the first time for them to directly witness the determination of those seniors who have already restrained their edge.

Mu Yanyan couldn't help tugging at Shen Jingzhi's sleeve, Qi Qi Ai Ai, "Senior brother... There is no one behind this illusion..."

The implication of these words was very obvious, and she obviously wanted to stay inside for a while.

Shen Jingzhi frowned lightly. He was about to say something, but when he opened his mouth, his face changed suddenly. The long sword was unsheathed and he shouted sharply: "Who?!"

Where the sword pointed, a young man jumped out nimbly.

His face and facial features were like a quilt covered with a layer of mist, so hazy that he couldn't see clearly.

The young man fluttered with a smile and said, "Ah, it was discovered..."

He said "unexpectedly", but there was no surprise in his tone.

He seemed a little embarrassed, "If I say that I just happened to pass by next time, then... can you put me on the next lifeline?"

What responded to him was a sharp slash.

A bloodstain instantly appeared on the boy's chest, and the blood spattered. He shook twice and fell backwards.

Mu Yanyan couldn't help but let out a low "ah", she didn't expect her senior brother to attack so suddenly, but it was finally resolved.She was breathing a sigh of relief, but saw that the figure of the fallen boy was blurred for a while, and when she saw it again, she had turned into a magic cultivator in the illusion.

Another clang sounded beside Lou Kongyu's body, and Shen Jingzhi held his sword in front of Lou Kongyu.

And the sword body and the dagger meet, where there was no one, the figure of the young man is slowly revealed.

He seemed to glance at Lou Kongyu who hadn't reacted at all, realized something, gave a low "呿" sound, and immediately backed away without any entanglement.

However, Shen Jingzhi noticed something strange from the fight just now, his expression turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Moxiu."

The young man who showed his figure a few steps away again smiled nonchalantly, "Don't be so oblivious, everyone is a Taoist friend under the oath... If it is true, I will call you Your Excellency' Uncle Master..."

Mu Yanyan didn't expect that there was such a way of blindly pursuing relationships, and she was dumbfounded as she listened.

She was about to sternly retort, "What nonsense are you talking about?", but seeing that the senior brother next to her didn't know what to think, she really put away her sword.

Mu Yanyan:? !

Why does Senior Brother Shen even believe such nonsense?Did this magician use some kind of psychedelic technique?

However, Shen Jingzhi didn't try to explain her confusion. After realizing the identity and purpose of the visitor, he turned around and wanted to lead his companion out of the illusion, but was stopped by the young demon cultivator.

"Are you a sword cultivator?" Qian Chen said with a smile, "Then you'd better stay and have a look."

He left this sentence with unclear meaning, and once again disappeared in the illusion.

Shen Jing's footsteps stopped slightly.

——What does that person mean?

He thought about what he saw just now, those seniors acted without any scruples and didn't care about the consumption of spiritual power. On the contrary, it seemed more like deliberately attracting attention here. Why?

The ground in the illusion suddenly trembled, and a deep roar sounded from the other side.

The coercion fell heavily, and the amulet on Ruan Chang's body couldn't bear the sudden pressure, and suddenly shattered.Her trembling hands seemed to want to reach into the storage bag, but under such shock, she only trembled a few times with her fingertips stiffly, and then froze.

Mu Yanyan and Lou Kongyu at the side also turned pale one after another.

That voice...

It's Long Xiao! !

Shen Jingzhi made a quick decision and knocked out the three people beside him.

He also finally realized where this secret realm was, and immediately understood what the magic cultivator meant just now.

The fluctuations in the illusion were so violent that even Qian Chen couldn't continue to use it to hide himself.

His figure was revealed, he turned sideways and looked at Shen Jingzhi for a moment, with a provocative smile in his eyes--do you dare to stay?

Shen Jingzhi did not respond to this provocation, but looked straight ahead in the direction where the voice came from.

Amidst a rumbling sound as if the earth was cracking and the sky was collapsing, the dragon's body soared into the air, the sunlight above his head was blocked, and the sky suddenly darkened.

Under the power of Long Wei, the weaker monks in this battlefield, no matter which side they were on, were forced to kneel on the ground by Shen Shenwei, and it was difficult to stand up straight.

The dragon's tail swings, and the mountains topple;

It takes a breath, and it can bring out a turbulent air wave, and then make a gesture of raising its head to vomit, and the people in that direction and where can only retreat hastily.

——Under the dragon's breath, not a single blade of grass grows.

At the moment when those huge pupils were pointed at him, Shen Jingzhi knew that it was an illusion, but his heart tightened, and the almost horrifying sense of crisis made his back dripping with cold sweat and his body stiffened.

At this time, even Shen Jingzhi himself didn't dare to confirm whether he would die in the next dragon's breath.

Fortunately, when the dragon's breath was exhaled, it suddenly turned in a direction, and immediately the giant dragon was enraged and howled violently.

The roar made the world tremble.

Under the gigantic figure of the giant dragon, a figure below is so small, even less than one eye pupil of the dragon, yet so dazzling and distinct.

Shen Jingzhi and the images in the illusion looked up at the same time, witnessing the shock that spanned thousands of years together.

The aura of that person's body was rising steadily, and there seemed to be some invisible things gathering in his empty hands, and finally condensed into the phantom of a long sword.

Suddenly, Shen Jingzhi understood the meaning of the sword.

- Kenshin.

It is the entity in the world projected by the person in front of him.

The demon dragon, which was aimless and wantonly swallowing the dragon's breath, finally realized the threat it faced.

With its dragon head forward, it fixedly stared at the little bug in front of it who dared to offend him, and let out a low, threatening growl from its throat.

It opened its mouth, and terrifying energy gathered in its body.

Unlike the previous random spit, the dark red light ball gradually grew larger, and the terrifying energy storm contained in it distorted the surrounding space.

After accumulating power for a short period of time, a dark beam of light pierced through the front.

Even though he already knew the result in his heart, Shen Jingzhi's heart tightened when he saw this scene.

dodged.

Directly in front of the beam of light piercing through, a huge circular hole was blasted out of the rolling mountain range, and the person who could be the target of the attack had already lived above the dragon's body.

The huge body turned over at a speed that didn't match its size, and the dragon's tail lashed at the person heavily.But under the sharpness and huge impact that pierced the space, the person holding the sword did not dodge or evade this time, and showed no sign of wavering.

Originally, under the sword light, the scorching sun could only be reduced to a background.

At that moment, the young man almost merged with the sword, the blade cut off the dragon's tail, and the sprayed dragon's blood poured on the ground with a scorching sound.

The roar of the demonstration turned into a roar, and large and small dark balls gathered around the dragon's body, attacking the person intensively, but were cut off one by one.

The giant dragon finally realized the danger, it writhed and twisted its body trying to dodge, but its speed was not as fast as that stream of light from the sword.

The sharp light touched the scales again, and at the same time, the violent dragon's breath that was charged for the second time also hit the figure.

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Under the energy riot that tore through the space, the splashed blood corroded a large piece of wasteland on the ground.

The severed dragon body stagnated in the air and fell crashingly.

There was a tremor on the ground.

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This battle is called——

——Slaying the Dragon.

And the person who accomplished this feat was none other than the former head of the Tai Hua Sect, Ling Hua Daojun.

However, this is only the beginning of the Taoist legend.

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Shen Jingzhi stared blankly at the blood-soaked young man.

He was still standing in mid-air, the twilight sunlight reflected the figure standing with the sword, his whole body was like the incarnation of the way of the sword.

And in the next moment.

The long sword in the young man's hand cracked inch by inch, but in an instant, it turned into a stream of light, overflowing between the sky and the earth.

Shen Jingzhi's heart skipped a beat.

This is... Tao, foundation, collapse, destruction?

He suddenly recalled that in most people's minds, this Daoist Linghua was not a swordsman...