Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 753 Are You Satisfied That One Didn't Leave?

"Buchou, you have no taboos in killing, and there will be two more enemies in the future!"

Several elders from the two sects of Dihuang Mountain and Jiuyin Sect landed on the ground, their eyes were as cold as a knife, and they said in a hateful voice.

Qin Wuyang and Han Ye didn't even leave their ashes behind, not to mention the real baby.

Duanchou glanced at everyone indifferently, not even interested in answering the questions, waved his big sleeves, and the two exquisite and extraordinary storage bags, together with the Nine Yin Treasure that Han Ye used before his death, were all taken away with one sleeve. Walk.

The elders of the two real sects were not Duanchou opponents, they watched him do what they did, their faces turned blue and ugly, but they didn't dare to stop them, they were silent for a moment, they could only grit their teeth and put away the broken and scattered fragments of magic weapons. Bringing it back to the sect can be regarded as an explanation.

After the three sects left, one or two out of ten of the hundreds of real people in the ancient veins disappeared immediately. Many real people from various forces sighed in their hearts.

From the beginning to the end, the two elders on the heavenly ranks were like spectators, neither interfering nor taking sides in the investigation. No one stepped forward to cut stones, so they closed their eyes and rested their minds, letting them come and go.

Standing in front of the ruins, Duanchou glanced around and showed his sharpness. Now he has realized the method used by the real dragon of luck. The strength of the dragon's dragon veins is strong or weak, but there are a few of them that are unpredictable, even he can't sense the depth of the opponent's luck, he only feels that there is purple air coming from the east in front of him, and the auspicious air is producing smoke.

In this regard, Duanchou didn't take it seriously. There are many capable people in Zhongtian. In the four heavenly lists of Shenghuang Mountain alone, there are hundreds of outstanding talents who have gathered immeasurable luck. , how many strong men and evildoers have yet to emerge, and how many dragon veins have accumulated.

Looting these luck is dispensable to him, because he is full of luck, and he is not afraid of the punishment of heaven. Similarly, because of full luck, even if he plunders more luck, it is useless, let alone There will be a situation where three flowers gather at the top and the sky rises, it is a reward from heaven that can only be triggered by immeasurable merit.

The mystery of luck is the same as merit and karma. It is between the heavens and the avenues. It is the most elusive force in the world. Although it does not have much effect on oneself, it is the master of a sect, and it is boundless in him. Luck can also be used to bless the Zongmen, and he is not afraid of the karma of karma to backfire on his disciples with the Xuanhuang Emperor's coffin to suppress him.

"killed?"

As Duanchou approached, Lu Xiangsheng opened his eyes and glanced around. Although he already knew the result, he couldn't help but ask one more question.

"Killed, one is not gone, are you satisfied?"

Shaking his head slightly, Duanchou looked at the other party, and said with a half-smile.

"Damn it! What are you satisfied with or not? It is obvious that you will suffer a loss and help you prevent disasters. Why do you feel like I owe you favors now?"

Lu Xiangsheng was moved, and subconsciously opened his mouth, and immediately recalled it, staring at Duanchou, and said dissatisfied.

Duanchou smiled and did not defend himself. To be honest, if Lu Xiangsheng hadn't helped him stop the three of them just now, he might have really missed such a good opportunity.

The world is like a game of chess, unpredictable, and he never thought that he just wanted to explore and select ancient stones, but by accident, he would take advantage of the opportunity of the birth of the ancient vein and the celestial phenomena to glimpse the mystery of the ancient vein, the opportunity of the Dragon Court.

Among them, Lu Xiangsheng summoned with the ancient dragon soul, which attracted the immeasurable dragon vein luck under the ancient vein, and even directly helped Duanchou.

With the help of the favorable location and people, today, the Tianlin Sword Dao is still the Tianlin Sword Dao, but compared with the previous fierce and domineering, Duanchou's sharpness now has a little more vitality and changes. , Cut the general trend, seize the luck, thousands of dragons and hundreds of cuts, the power is even higher.

As long as he is undefeated and his luck is not damaged, his swordsmanship will grow to an unimaginable level of destroying heaven and earth, killing immortals and cutting Dao.

"You ruined their luck dispute, why did that kid help you?"

Lu Xiangsheng looked at the sky and asked with a frown.

The sky is like a curtain, and the battle is not over yet. A series of terrifying supernatural powers and sword lights are tearing vertically and horizontally, piercing the void. If Ximen Chong hadn't opened the supernatural power domain, it would have already spread below by now. Of course, his purpose of doing this is definitely not In order to protect everyone, but to better deal with the youth in white.

One domain is derived from the Dao of Law, which is like a small world. Although it is not perfect, it can also trigger all kinds of incredible supernatural powers, which are extremely powerful. This is also the biggest difference between transcending the holy realm and ordinary real monks. In principle, , as long as the domain is not broken, the true king of the holy realm will not have to worry about falling and dying.

"Who knows, maybe it's not helping me, and maybe it's not necessarily revenge."

Duanchou shook his head, looked at Qiongtian Baiyixuejian, and said lightly.

Lu Xiangsheng was stunned, but he also understood that the man was not so much helping to get rid of his sorrows, but rather for personal revenge. Since he first entered the ancient line, the young man in white has been at odds with Ximen Chong, and fell into a battle of luck , if there is no grievance, how could the two of them be like this?

Especially after Duanchou beheaded Ximen Fu, Ximen Chong was still able to hold back his anger and deal with the young man in white first. It is conceivable that the grievances between the two sides have reached the point where there is no end to death, and there is no way to reconcile and avoid it.

In the void sky, the law of water and wood moves the avenue, crushing on the sky, Ximen Chong's body stretches for thousands of feet, the blue sky falls to the sky, the blue sky is like a daisy, and the youth in white is absorbed into one field.

"Who is this white-clothed young man? With such combat power, he is comparable to the true emperor of the Holy Realm. Even the Qianlong list is rare, so how can he be so unknown!"

"Wearing an ancient sword in white clothes, without any adornment Zongfu, it should be a casual cultivator who has obtained the fortune of adventure!"

"Such an astonishingly gifted combat power, young evildoer, the future is limitless!"

"Hmph! He offended Ximen Chong, and I don't know what kind of grievance he has. If he wants to rebel against him, he may not survive tonight!"

It is always human nature to love to join in the fun, it has nothing to do with immortals, it has nothing to do with the level of cultivation, Duanchou the end of the war here, everyone will turn their eyes to the sky, exchange and discuss with spiritual consciousness, amazement, emotion, suspicion, and even real people With cold eyes, he shook his head and sneered.

In the land of Gumai, after Zhongli, three more Tianjiao fell, with blood soaring to the sky, even if they were separated by several miles, they could smell it.

Qingcang Tianming, in the domain, a sword force rises, the forest is as cold as a prison, it shakes the ancient mountain to rupture, the green lotus collapses, piercing the domain.

The young man in white clothes is like snow, walking through the green mountains and ancient forests in the void, his whole body reveals a cold murderous intent, the green sky falls, the mountains and rivers are torn apart, and everything he passes is cut open by the sharp ice cracks.

Ximen Chong's face was gloomy, he stared at the young man, his eyes fell, and was instantly cut to pieces by an extremely cold sharp edge. At this moment, his entire sense of soul seemed to be frozen.

(End of this chapter)