Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 671: There is a God
What is a fairy?
The man on the mountain.

But as Zhang Xiji's extremely domineering voice rang out, "Xian" was no longer a game of deciphering words in the mind, but a real scene that appeared in front of Li Jun and others.

A huge mountain moved across the sky, casting a heavy shadow that swallowed up the silent Fuliang City inch by inch.

On the top of the mountain, a Taoist priest in purple robe with white hair and a youthful face stood with his hands behind his back, flying in the air.

A suffocating feeling of oppression came from all sides, bringing Li Jun much more pressure than before.

Although it is not certain whether the Zhang Xiji who appeared at this moment is the real body or a clone, one thing is beyond doubt, that is, his strength is far more powerful than the previous spirit body.

The fleeing Tiangui Xingchen stopped, as if they had finally found their backbone, and expressed their joy with the flashing sword light.

“I didn’t expect this thing to still exist.”

The shocked voice of Lord Ma came from the one-eyed voice and rang out behind Li Jun.

"Master Ma, do you know this thing?"

Zou Sijiu, with red hair, turned around when he heard the voice and asked in surprise.

"Kunlun, the central core of the Daoxu Sky Track Star. To put it simply, this is the most powerful Sky Track Star."

Lord Ma paused, as if recalling some long-forgotten memories, and sighed with emotion.

"It is rumored that during the dispute between the old and new in the Dao Order, this thing was chopped into pieces by Zhang Zhenren from Wudang Mountain. Now it seems that old man Zhang Xiji is really patient. He almost died that year but he didn't take out this thing."

Zou Sijiu rolled his eyes and said, "After saying so much, Master Ma, why don't you just tell us directly, how powerful is this thing?"

"You ask me, who should I ask? This Taoist magic weapon has never appeared during the 'World Divides Martial Arts'. No one knows how powerful it is."

Lord Ma said in a low voice: "So you'd better be careful."

As soon as the words were spoken, the mountain finally stopped moving sideways.

The temples in the mountains are filled with incense, which gathers into a majestic mist, spreading along the rocks and flowing down like a waterfall.

A mechanical lotus with an intricate structure and green Taoist patterns engraved all over its body slowly bloomed at the highest point.

The petals spun lightly, attracting everyone's attention as if something strange was going on. The sound of Taoist scriptures being chanted echoed throughout the sky, captivating everyone.

"Well"

Zou Sijiu suddenly groaned, his face turned pale and his expression was listless. If it weren't for Lord Ma's quick eyes and hands that grabbed him by the back of the collar, he would have probably fallen to the ground.

In Fuliang City, those believers who were supposed to be sleeping in their dreams suddenly woke up, completely got rid of Zou Sijiu's control, and kept bowing towards the "Kunlun" above their heads.

As the points of light representing pure faith flew away from their brows, the faces of these Dragon and Tiger believers shrank rapidly amid their fanatical shouts, and in the blink of an eye they turned into hideous mummies.

The purple light gathered in the heart of the lotus, and a strong throbbing rose in Li Jun's heart.

"Get out of the way!"

The explosive force in Li Jun's body exploded instantly, surging and blasting everyone around him away.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying loud noise exploded between heaven and earth, as if someone had hit Li Jun's eardrum with a sledgehammer, causing severe pain in his skull.

Before the roar in his ears continued, a brilliant white light filled Li Jun's vision.

boom!
Li Jun felt as if he was in the midst of an extremely violent storm, and as if there were millions of hands pushing him from all sides. Even he was unable to control his body for a moment and was knocked into the ground by the impact.

It was unknown how long the raging aftermath lasted. When the scorching light that blinded his eyes faded away, Li Jun found himself standing in a wilderness. His view was unobstructed and he could easily see the very distant horizon.

This small town located in the northeast of Jiangxi Province has been completely wiped out.

The sky couldn't bear to see it, so it sent down torrential rain, as if deceiving itself and others, trying to make the blood and mud on the ground the same color.

The sewage surged, and what floated up were charred corpses that could hardly be reshaped into human form. A large amount of black residue was washed out by the water, and strands of blood were wrapped in it, which submerged Li Jun's ankles in the blink of an eye.

In the distance, Chen Qisheng was kneeling on one knee, his armor was in tatters, and his exposed skin was bleeding as if it had been cut by a sharp weapon.

Zou Sijiu, who was protected by Lord Ma, looked fine on the surface, but his red hair had quietly faded back to black, his eyes were closed, and he fell into a coma.

Li Jun breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up and saw the blue light in the sky.

Amid the wind and rain, the entire sky was illuminated by the light emitted by the giant lotus, turning it into a crystal clear glass mirror.

A group of giant flying swords were arranged in a circle behind the lotus, rotating slowly with their sword tips pointing to the ground, and extremely condensed sword energy was ready to be unleashed.

At the top of the mountain, Zhang Xiji, dressed in purple robe, lowered his head and met Li Jun's eyes.

There was no disdain, contempt, disdain or other such emotions. All Li Jun saw in those eyes was an extremely cold indifference.

People living in the mountains are not necessarily immortals.

But the immortal among humans must have no humanity at all.

A ball of fire burned in Li Jun's heart. He heard the shrill sound of blood surging in his body, like hot oil poured into the fire in his heart, stirring up the flames of anger.

He took a deep breath and poured the strong wind into his body, and the evil air in his chest exploded even more fiercely.

"Old Zhang, don't blame me for not cooperating with you. It's just that when I see these pretentious gods, I can't help but want to pull them down from the sky and grind them to dust."

Li Jun said this secretly in his heart and let out a long breath, as if at this moment he finally let go completely.

"Master Ma!"

"Ok?"

Li Jun laughed out loud and said, "It's been a while since I last listened to your music, right?"

"It's been a long time."

Lord Ma, who was far away, understood what was going on and couldn't help but laugh. He raised his hand and threw the unconscious Zou Sijiu towards Chen Qisheng.

"That's right, they use their brains, and we use our fists. Don't care about life or death, just fight if you don't agree, this is what we should do!"

Li Jun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Then let's walk?"

"go!"

boom!
The ground shook and lightning shot into the sky!
Boom!
Boom!Boom!
Boom!Boom!Boom!
The passionate drum beats followed closely behind him, beating the bravery in Li Jun's bones. The sound of the zither, like the sound of a broken string, overwhelmed the roar of the rainstorm, and the fire in his chest exploded, entering his blood and eyes, boiling the sky!
A dark golden ink armor arrived first, with its chest armor plates opened and swallowed Li Jun's body in one gulp!

The warrior was wearing a helmet and armor, his eyebrows were embedded with red eyes, and he held a ghost-head sword a meter long in his hand, dragging behind him, with billowing black flames wrapped around the blade!

"Edict!"

Zhang Xiji raised his hand and pressed it down, as if he wanted to capture the vicious demon in front of him with one hand.

The star sword formation surrounding the sky sprayed out beams of light, heading straight for Li Jun.

The armor plates behind Li Jun flared, emitting hot air, and the black and red thunder wrapped around his body crackled and exploded. The right arm of the crouching evil tiger pulled up the ghost-headed long sword and chopped at the sword light that hit him without stopping. Like a hot knife cutting cold oil, it cleanly cut the sword light in the middle, and it was completely unable to stop Li Jun.

Zhang Xiji had a blank expression on his face, and he suddenly clenched his five fingers.

The rotating star sword formation came to an abrupt stop, and one of the swords suddenly trembled, with flames spurting out from the tail end. It actually broke out of the formation and crashed into the ground with its sword body!

"Boy, try my new thing. It's definitely powerful enough!"

A heroic sound came from the red eyes, and Li Jun only heard continuous clanging in his ears. The armor plates on the back suddenly cracked, and the bones popped out, interlaced and pieced together, forming a ferocious spear in the blink of an eye.

Zheng!
The ghost-head sword flew out of his hand, whistling and spinning, and exploded with a sharp sword light.

Li Jun's right hand reached behind him, and the moment he grabbed the handle of the gun, he felt a familiar feeling of being able to use it as if it were his own arm.

Without the guidance of Lord Ma, Li Jun instantly understood what to do and aimed the gun, which was as thick as a fist, at the falling star.

Li Jun pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the sharp energy in his body was completely drained in an instant!
boom!
The gunshot was like a cannon, and the intense black light condensed into a line, directly piercing through the Taoist magic weapon that fell from the sky and wanted to tear the earth apart!
boom!
A spectacular sea of ​​fire exploded in the sky, and it was still clearly visible even from a hundred miles away.

The cold night wind was baked into a warm current by the high temperature, blowing in and gently hitting Zhang Chongcheng's face.

"It has come to this, why don't you show up? Yan Dongqing, are those words you said to me before just to deceive me?"

Before Zhang Xiji appeared as a spirit, Zhang Chongcheng had already quietly left Fuliang City.

Although they were far apart at the moment, those eyes flashing with dark green could still see everything in the city clearly.

He saw sword lights all over the sky and corpses on the ground, the hatred on Chen Qisheng's face, the anger in Li Jun's eyes, and the faint smile on Liang Gongming's mouth.

The only one who didn't dare to look was the arrogant Zhang Xiji.

Not to mention looking at it, just thinking of this name would make Zhang Chongcheng's heart surge with boundless fear uncontrollably.

It was precisely because of this fear that prompted him to take the risk and appear here today.

His eyes kept darting around, and suddenly, Zhang Chongcheng's tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, as if he finally saw the figure he had been waiting for for a long time.

"Master Yan, you really trust people!"

Zhang Chongcheng smiled with satisfaction, no longer lingered, and turned away decisively.

Just as he took a step forward, an unexpected voice was heard in Fuliang City.

"Master, please let it go. Yan Dongqing is not worth your trouble!"

The sound of the shout was so faint in the boiling battlefield, but it seemed to have supreme magic power, strangling the sword light in the sky, strangling the warriors' hands and feet, and the originally endless fight to the death came to an end.

"What the hell is this?"

The corner of Chen Qisheng's mouth twitched, and his surprised eyes fell on the figure standing tall in the wind and rain.

"Li Jun, you attacked the Dragon and Tiger Dao Kingdom today, wasn't it just to kill me and vent your anger?"

Yan Dongqing's white clothes were as white as snow, his black hair was neatly tied up in a green crown, and his eyes were full of righteousness.

"I am here now. If you are willing to stop and stop slaughtering innocent people of Dao Country, I will give you my life!"

Whoosh!
Two figures appeared in front of Yan Dongqing almost at the same time, followed by the sharp sound of tearing air.

The immortal finally landed and faced the warrior head-on!

boom!
The two fist shadows collided head-on, and the ground within a radius of thirty meters suddenly cracked and sank several inches.

Li Jun slid backwards, plowing a deep groove under his feet, and the armor covering his right fist shattered.

Zhang Xiji's face was still stiff and indifferent. He floated down beside Yan Dongqing, but he hid Li Jun's right hand, which was used to change fists, in his sleeve and put it behind his back.

"Yan Dongqing, what do you mean?"

His spiritual thoughts condensed into a hand, which grabbed Yan Dongqing's body and lifted him up high.

Zhang Xiji's eyes were filled with frost: "You'd better give this Heavenly Master a reasonable explanation."

"Reasonable? If I tell you that all this is related to Huang Liang, do you still think it's unreasonable?"

In the Jinling City government office, Yang Bai Ze stared at the projected Fuliang City with confusion on his face.

"When Huangliang was first built, it was divided up by various parties. The Zhu family, who wanted to monopolize the rights, only got a pitiful 20%. They suffered a huge loss, but they could only swallow their anger and dared not ask for more."

"One tenth of the Yin-Yang Sequence is in the hands of the 'God Lord' in the East Palace. I don't know in which branch the one tenth of the Mo Sequence is hidden, but I think it is very likely in the possession of this Ming ghost called Lord Ma."

"They got 10% of the legal order, but this was because the Prime Minister helped them behind the scenes in order to ensure that the Ming Dynasty's laws still had some deterrent effect. Otherwise, they wouldn't get a single cent."

Liu Jinxun, sitting in a chair, said calmly: "We, Ruxu, took 20% ourselves. As for the remaining 30%, it is now in Zhang Xiji's hands."

"My Lord, what do these things you said have to do with Yan Dongqing?"

Yang Baize still didn't understand.

Liu Jinxun did not speak directly, but asked: "Bai Ze, what kind of person do you think Yan Dongqing is?"

"A selfish gambler!"

Yang Bai Ze answered without hesitation: "So there is no way he would be willing to sacrifice himself for the lives of others, otherwise he would not have betrayed the Spring and Autumn Society from the beginning. He must have another purpose for jumping out now!"

"So what do you think his purpose is?"

Yang Bai Ze frowned, and after a moment's silence, he said, "Is it to fake his death and escape?"

Liu Jinxun nodded and continued to ask: "Then how did he fake his death, and who was he trying to escape from?"

Yang Bai Ze pursed his lips tightly, thoughts swirling in his mind, full of doubts.

As a Confucian scholar, Yan Dongqing has no means of coming back to life according to common sense.

What's more, in front of a Dao-level 2 person like Zhang Xiji, what kind of fake death method could be able to hide from the other party's eyes?
Unless there is help from outsiders, the same thing applies: who has the ability to confuse a No. 2?
The only possibility is that the person who wants to help Yan Dongqing is also Sequence Two.

Who is it?
Suddenly, two words popped up in Yang Bai Ze's mind: authority.

Yang Baize suddenly felt a sense of relief as if the clouds had been cleared and the sun had appeared, and everything became clear to him!
"I'm going to fake my death with the help of the East Palace to escape from Zhang Xiji's clutches!"

But just after saying this, Yang Bai Ze's brows, which had just relaxed, frowned again, and he asked immediately: "But can't Zhang Xiji see the weirdness in this?"

"Because someone doesn't want him to know."

"Who?"

Liu Jinxun seemed to have remembered something very interesting, yet extremely absurd. He shook his head and laughed, "It was Huang Liang, whom he regarded as a slave!"

(End of this chapter)