A sword to kill the immortal, the daughter who was looking for her father was shocked to become a go

Tong Tian stood in the strong wind, his robes flapping.

He held the Qingping sword, and the power of the saint was continuously poured into the Qingping sword, causing the sword energy to vibrate in the space, tearing the void, and making a buzzing sound.

The Qingping sword turned into thousands of afterimages in an instant, and every fraction of the sword energy traveled thousands of miles across the sky, covering the entire Three Realms.

And the power of the Qingping sword is also at the moment when thousands of afterimages are separated, and the terrifying killing intent soars.

If every sword energy is injected with the coercion of the saint, but the thousands of afterimages at that time are the coercion of thousands of saints.

This kind of terrifying killing intent directly made all living beings prostrate on the ground, trembling.

All the disciples on Jin'ao Island were shocked by this sword energy, and fell to the ground in surprise, joy and fear.

Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions changed suddenly.

"This...why do there seem to be thousands of saints exuding the anger of saints?"

Zhunti also noticed something strange.

Has the sword intent of the Master Tongtian reached this level?

No matter what, we must fight to the end!
Tong Tian's expression froze, and his sword energy directed at Jie Yin and Zhun Ti.

"boom--"

The air continued to explode, and the turbulent and terrifying sword energy collided with many magic weapons, causing tsunami-like waves.

A huge light wave centered on Jin'ao Island and radiated toward the entire prehistoric wilderness.

After receiving the lead, Zhunti was cut thousands of miles away by the sword energy, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth.

The two looked terrified.

"How could this be?"

"The two of you and I are actually united, and we can't hold the Tongtian sword?!"

Zhunti couldn't believe it.

They traveled thousands of miles again and returned to Biyou Palace.

Tongtian is still standing in the sky with a serious expression.

After Jieyin and Zhunti arrived, Tongtian didn't hesitate any longer, and directly swung the Qingping sword in his hand, drawing the afterimages of the ten thousand swords again, forming an imprisoned prison, where Jieyin and Zhunti were imprisoned. .

This crushing style of play made Jieyin and Zhunti lose all face.

"Tongtian, the matter has come to this point, please be merciful!" Jieyin had no choice but to succumb, "This is our fault, we can make up for it, as long as you spare their lives."

Tong Tian stood coldly in front of Duo Bao and Chang Er Ding Guang Xian, extremely disappointed in these two disciples.

"Traitor! Death is not a pity!"

In a simple sentence, Tongtian didn't say anything, Qingping sword lightly swiped, sweeping endless killing intent, tearing apart the void, and shattering the ancient stars.

Duobao and Changer Dingguangxian were beheaded on the spot.

I saw two white lights rising from the sky, flying to the nine heavens, and entered the list of gods.

Jieyin and Zhunti were both furious.

Unfortunately, they had nothing to say.

"Tongtian, you..."

Jieying and Zhunti were imprisoned in the shadow of the sword, their faces extremely gloomy.

After Tongtian dealt with the two traitors, he flew in front of Jieyin and Zhunti, his anger still not dissipating.

"Acceptance, Zhunti, the cause and effect of the two of you putting eyeliner on me, I will take care of it with you today!"

"Boom!"

The deafening sound of Tongtian spread throughout the prehistoric world.

Jieyin saw a trace of killing intent in Tongtian's eyes, and couldn't help but angrily said: "You have already killed Taoist Duobao and Chang-eared Dingguang Immortal, what else do you want?"

Tong Tian sneered, and there was a hint of rebellion and disdain in those deep eyes.

"That's me punishing my self-taught disciples, and the karma between me and you has just begun!"

As soon as Tongtian finished speaking, he immediately flew to Fangcun Mountain.

"The disciples of the Intercepting Sect listen to the order, follow me to Fangcun Mountain, and snatch the treasure of the Western Sect!"

Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions changed suddenly.

How can this be reasonable!

As soon as the Master Tongtian finished speaking, the disciples shouted happily and rushed towards Fangcun Mountain. Hundreds of thousands of disciples covered half of the sky.

If they were all taken away, wouldn't Fangcunshan's treasures be looted?
"No!"

Jieyin and Zhunti were furious.

This Tongtian style is more and more similar to those in the manor.

Jieyin sacrificed the golden lotus of merit again, and the coercion of the saint continued to pour into it, the veins burst out, and his face flushed: "Break!"

The golden light was dazzling, and instantly bloomed into a golden pillar, soaring into the sky.

The afterimage of the ten thousand swords moved slightly, but it still didn't shake the root.

Seeing this, Zhunti sacrificed the wonderful tree of seven treasures again.

"Om-"

Under the joint resistance of the golden lotus of merit and the wonderful tree of seven treasures, sharp rays of light continuously tore through the shadow of the sword.

The sword shadow was buzzing, but it was still unbroken.

Fangcun Mountain.

Tongtian stepped thousands of miles away, and Ziqi came to Fangcunshan Square.

With a sage sitting in the formation, the other Buddhas in this square inch mountain are all vulnerable.

"Jiejiao disciples listen to the order! Let me rush in and grab it!"

Tong Tian had a good voice and a cold drink.

The Jiejiao disciples rushed over and rushed in.

Seeing this, the faces of many Buddhas changed greatly, and they tried to stop them.

"Impossible..."

"Amitabha, you will suffer retribution."

"..."

Tongtian stood on Fangcun Mountain, looking at the chaos below, with a satisfied smile in his eyes.

Tusita Palace.

Taishang Laojun has been watching Fangcun Mountain and Biyou Palace.

After seeing that Tongtian led the Jiejiao disciples to rob Buddhism, he had an inexplicably complicated expression on his face.

It was shock, envy, pleasure, and sorrow.

Wa Palace.

Nuwa's beautiful eyes slightly opened, revealing a look of surprise.

"What is Tongtian doing?"

"Aren't you afraid of offending the teacher?"

No matter what, Tongtian is no longer a disciple of Zixiao Palace.

Such blatant revenge on the Second Western Religion is really too much.

But the strange thing is that Hongjun hasn't stopped yet.

Biyou Palace.

Jieyin and Zhunti kept breaking through the afterimages of the ten thousand swords, and finally broke through completely.

Immediately, the two hurried to Fangcun Mountain.

"stop!"

"Eggs hatched from dampness, those who wear fur and horns, die!"

Jieyin and Zhunti suffered all kinds of humiliation, so naturally they had to fight Tongtian with all their might.

As soon as Zhunti finished speaking, he held out a pagoda.

This is the country of three thousand Buddhas.

The pagoda was lifted out, and the deafening Sanskrit sound resounded throughout the prehistoric world.

Tongtian was not afraid at all, and stood firmly in the air: "Receive and guide, Zhunti, you really don't know how to repent."

"Without further ado!"

"boom!!!"

The golden light shone in the three thousand Buddha kingdoms, and the three thousand disciples sat on the lotus platform and soared out of the tower.

Every disciple of Buddha is reciting Buddhist scriptures.

With a Qingping sword in his hand, Tong Tian slashed at the three thousand Buddhas with sharp eyes.

In an instant, the sky was dark and the sky was covered by dark clouds.

The world is turned upside down, and the situation changes suddenly.

The long river of time was cut off by a sword, and the air continued to vibrate, making the sound of boiling.

With a single sword cut, the three thousand Buddhas returned to the pagoda one after another as if they were going back in time.

Fall into calm.

Everything is as if it never happened.

Leading:...

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Jieyin and Zhunti looked dazed and terrified.

What just happened? ?

Why did the three thousand Buddhas go back to the pagoda by themselves?

Surprising!

So weird!

At that moment, they clearly felt that time was going backwards in a specific way, and it was only for the three thousand Buddhas.