Taiping Inn

Zhang Jingxiu said calmly: "If that's the case, let's see how it goes."

Old Man Zang didn't waste any words. He snorted coldly, and everyone in the Grand Saint Temple immediately felt their bodies sink, as if a mountain was pressing on them, making it difficult to move.

In terms of his own realm, Old Man Zang could never have such a realm, but at this time he was able to temporarily merge with this cave, which can be said to be a true unity of heaven and man. Every move he made was accompanied by the great power of heaven and earth, which was overwhelming.

Zhang Haishi's figure suddenly rose up and attacked Old Man Zang with a line of force. The speed was so fast that he left one after another afterimage on the line, and each afterimage was slightly different, just like an extremely brilliant sword manual.

If it was outside the cave, Old Man Zang would have to spend a lot of energy to block this sword, but in this cave, it was completely different. The old man Zang just stretched out his palm casually, and Zhang Haishi's speed suddenly slowed down countless times, as if he was trapped in a quagmire, and then he pressed down with his palm, as if a Dongyue Mountain was pressing down on his head, with peaks and ridges overlapping and covering the sky and the sun.

No matter how big a Taisheng Temple is, it is impossible to really manifest a mountain. This is actually a wonderful method similar to a leaf blocking the eye. Zhang Haishi naturally understood it. Although he was shocked, he was not confused. He pointed the long sword in his hand and forcibly broke the palm.

The old man Zang sneered: "Zhang Haishi, can you escape from my palm?"

As the voice fell, the sword and palm intersected. The old man Zang's palm was intact, but the long sword in Zhang Haishi's hand bent into an extremely terrifying and exaggerated arc.

At this moment, a white sword light came, but it was Bai Xiushang who rushed to help.

The old man Zang snorted angrily, stretched out another hand, and met Bai Xiushang's sword.

Today, the old man Zang is connected to the entire cave, and is comparable to a genuine immortal. If this cave is still intact, then the one sitting here is the earth master, who can also use this cave to temporarily enter the realm of Vajra Indestructibility or even the Five Qis Returning to the Origin. Unfortunately, human power is sometimes limited. Even such a powerful cave was eventually broken and became a ruined cave.

The old man Zang blocked two masters of the heaven and man-made realm with his own strength, and his body did not move, showing the style of a master. Even the old man Zang himself was a little dazed, as if he had returned to the era when the Zaoge Sect dominated the world, and he was the master of the Zaoge Sect standing at the top of the world, and also the co-master of the world.

However, there was also Zhang Jingxiu at this time. Regardless of whether there was a geographical advantage or not, he was a genuine immortal master. Just now, Zhang Jingxiu just said that he could not do anything to the old man Zang at this time, but it did not mean that the old man Zang could do anything to Zhang Jingxiu. At most, there was no winner.

At this moment, Zhang Jingxiu gently waved the Cloud Sweeper in his hand, and the old man Zang, who was resisting the two masters of the Heaven and Man Realm, immediately groaned and suffered a small loss.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Haishi and Bai Xiushang temporarily got rid of the old man Zang's palms and returned to their original place.

The old man Zang shouted angrily, and the mourning clothes on his body turned into a gorgeous black imperial robe, embroidered with the sun, moon, stars, and five-clawed black dragons. He wore a twelve-tassel imperial crown on his head, and the hanging pearl curtain covered his face, making it difficult to see the true face of Mount Lushan.

Zhang Jingxiu's face was solemn, and he said: "This is the imperial robe and crown prepared by the leader of the Zaoge Sect when he planned to become emperor."

The old man Zang slowly raised his head: "That's it."

At this time, the people in the righteous way finally saw the old man Zang's appearance, but saw that the half of his face that was destroyed had been completely restored, his expression was majestic, and his eyes seemed to be bottomless, containing the stars in the sky, the vast Milky Way, countless illusions, and everything.

At this moment, the Tibetan old man completely merged with this cave, not like an ordinary person, looking down at the countless living beings under his feet, treating everything as straw dogs. It was as if he had become the master of this world, the center of all things, and the master of the key to heaven and earth.

The expressionless Tibetan old man slowly opened his mouth, his voice like a huge bell, resounding between heaven and earth: "Insolent!"

The word "insolent" is like the emperor scolding his ministers in the court. Even if the emperor is powerless and the ministers are strong enough to carry a tripod, they still have infinite fear.

Zhang Haishi and Bai Xiushang seemed to have a real thunderclap in their ears, and slid back more than ten feet. The "burden" that had been shaken off was pressed on them again, like a heavy mountain.

Zhang Haishi tried his best to stabilize his body and smiled faintly: "Old Man Zang, you just have the advantage of the terrain, do you really think you are the emperor of the underworld? If you leave this place, can you take my three swords?"

Old Man Zang's majestic voice sounded: "Zhang Haishi, even if there is no cave, I am the fourth on the Taixuan list, the master of Zaoge Sect, why do you say such arrogant words?"

It was just a few words, but the sound was shaking, like the rolling thunder above the nine heavens, rippling layers of visible ripples in the void.

Zhang Haishi held the sword in front of him to block these ripples of qi.

Old Man Zang was indifferent and just waved his hand.

In an instant, the Taisheng Temple began to expand rapidly in all directions, turning into a small world. The world was vast, and people did not know how high the sky was, how deep the earth was, and even did not know where they were in a trance. Originally, the distance between the righteous people and the old man was only more than 20 feet. After the Great Saint Temple suddenly expanded, the distance between the two sides also expanded rapidly. The old man and the dragon throne under him instantly seemed to be far away in the sky.

Then countless gloomy winds suddenly blew from all directions. After these gloomy winds gathered together, they swirled up and turned into a huge tornado that appeared out of nowhere, connecting the sky and the earth. It was magnificent and like a black evil dragon, baring its fangs and claws, wreaking havoc on one side. For a moment, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, as if it was a chaos, and it was difficult to distinguish between east, west, south, north, up, down, left, and right.

That's not all. With the wind came bursts of rain. Countless fine raindrops fell from the sky, densely packed, thousands of them, but silently, like a spring night rain that came with the wind and was silent.

This is really calling the wind and rain.

Anyone who is proficient in catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits knows one thing. If the place is filled with yin energy, there will be a sense of dampness. When the yin energy is dense to a certain degree, it can even turn into substantial water droplets. At this time, the old man Zang used yin energy to turn rain. The weight of the yin energy contained in it was enough to directly reverse the life and death of a martial arts master below the upper three realms, annihilate the true spirit, and turn into a living corpse.

At this time, Zhang Jingxiu stretched out his hand and drew a talisman in the void in front of him. The falling drizzle suddenly stagnated in mid-air, and then changed its falling momentum and flew upwards contrary to common sense. The drizzle that had not yet fallen to the ground was lifted up by Zhang Jingxiu back to the sky.

The Tibetan old man's voice came like thunder behind the clouds, rolling: "Edict."

Countless black clouds gathered from all directions like the rising tide of the sea, turning into rolling black clouds of hundreds of acres, covering the sky above Zhang Jingxiu's head.

Zhang Jingxiu looked up, the sea of ​​clouds rolled and surged, and then began to slowly press down, as if the black clouds were pressing down on the city, and the sky became darker and darker. There was another sudden wind, as if to blow away the soul of the person, blowing Zhang Jingxiu's Taoist robe rustling, the black clouds suddenly darkened, and countless raindrops turned into a line and poured down.

The wind was gloomy and rainy, with rain in the wind, and the rain took advantage of the wind. At the same time, there were bursts of thunder rolling over the sea of ​​clouds, and occasionally a few winding lightnings poked out of the black clouds, making the dim sky bright for a moment.

The raindrops were fast, dense, large and cold, hitting the people of the righteous path, splashing a layer of white mist, and the layers of white mist connected together, leaving only a vast expanse of white mist between heaven and earth. Fortunately, all those who entered the Taisheng Temple were masters of the righteous path, so they had no problem protecting themselves at this time.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and a touch of black quietly stained Zhang Jingxiu's Taoist robe. As the rain got heavier, the black color began to spread rapidly. Countless Yin Qi attached to Zhang Jingxiu's body, like a ulcer attached to the bone, unable to break free, unable to get rid of, and at the same time desperately infiltrating into Zhang Jingxiu's body, intending to corrupt his body, Qi, and soul.

Zhang Jingxiu threw the "Qingyun" in his hand high up and pointed to the sky with one hand. A majestic Qi followed the direction of his finger, slowly ascended into the sky, and sank into the dark clouds above. Then Zhang Jingxiu also uttered the word "Chi".

In an instant, in this vast rain curtain, there was a sword light as thick as a mountain, connecting the sky and the earth.

Under this sword, the dark clouds in the sky had to disperse to the left and right, and the wind and rain could not enter.

Then "Qingyun" continued to move, turning to the Tibetan old man far away in the sky.

The Tibetan old man slowly stretched out a finger.

A huge finger as white as jade broke through the heavy cloud curtain and blocked the way of "Qingyun" with its fingertips.