The heavens preach

It is not difficult to guess what the three of them will do at this time.

After Chen Xixiang punched the hole in his body, his cultivation would gradually fade away in the future, and he was no different from a disabled person, so they decisively decided to use their bodies to subjugate the demons, and dragged Chen Xixiang into the endless hell with the lives of the three of them.

The lion's roar, the supreme divine sound, was the first Buddhist art to suppress and imprison, and they risked their lives to use it to restrain Chen Xixiang from moving, and then endure their self-destruction.

Unexpectedly, at the moment Sanri fell onto Chen Xixiang.

Vaguely, the three old monks saw a whirlwind appearing between Chen Xixiang's brows, spinning continuously, gradually forming a star-like star point...

On that star point, there was an extremely ancient, desolate, and extremely powerful artistic conception.

After this star point condensed.

A ray of indifferent divine voice spread rapidly between heaven and earth.

"Ah!"

In an instant, the imprisoning power of the Buddhist lion's roar was instantly broken by an incomprehensible force, and then it turned into a tide-like shocking artistic conception...

The three old Buddhist monks were in a trance. At the last moment of the end of their lives, they only saw a terrifying afterimage of a giant god standing up to the sky and roaring towards the starry sky:

"Shenzhen, all the military repairs!"

In an instant, an invisible majesty spread out from Chen Xixiang's body, bringing with it an extremely majestic pressure...

This pressure seems to come from mana, from the soul, or from a higher level of life. A glance at the lowered eyes makes the ants start to tremble...

Chen Xixiang's indifferent eyes didn't move, and he stretched out his palm.

Press lightly.

Just one click.

It actually makes the world be driven by it, no matter whether it is a sentient being or a ruthless plant.

Shocking, all the military repairers!

It means that the power of the gods is shaken, and military repairs are all listed in their positions, and they are under my control!

buzzing~~

The weapons and magic weapons of thousands of monks on the desert were trembling, and they turned their handles on the Taoist, as if they were ready to be driven at any time.

Countless monks were terrified, and many of them sacrificed their blood for weapons, but they all turned towards Chen Xixiang at this moment.

It was as if his own son betrayed him in an instant, calling others his father without hesitation.

Under this incomprehensible force.

boo boo boo

The brilliant energy erupting from the three old monks all collapsed and became silent, not being controlled by the three old monks. In another moment, all of them flowed back into the bodies of the three old monks, returning to ordinary and quiet.

Then, it turned into three sculptures like puppets and mud tires, motionless, waiting for orders...

Many masters in the Moyuan Imperial City at the end of the world were stunned.

The self-destruction of three land gods was actually resolved by such a simple method!

Chapter 372 The cliff mountain in the long river of history!

hum!

Chen Xixiang held down the self-explosive power of the three land gods with one palm.

The star point between the eyebrows gradually disappeared under the skin after the shot.

This star point.

It is the symbol of the ancient gods.

The ancient gods are divided into nine stars according to their strength and cultivation.

The innate supernatural power is "Shen Zhen, Bingxiu ranks", which is a supernatural power that only the ancient gods can display, relying on the majesty of the gods possessed by the blood of the ancient gods.

God itself means sovereignty.

As long as the power of the gods is revealed, everything between the heaven and the earth will easily turn their flags and become the power driven by the gods.

Based on this innate ability, the innate supernatural power of the ancient god family "Shen Zhen, Bingxiu ranks" was derived.

This incarnation of Chen Xixiang has obtained a complete inheritance of the ancient gods, ancient demons, and ancient demons. While cultivating steadily in Wudang Mountain, it has also initially condensed the power of a star god, demon, and demon.

Although he is only one-star bloodline, but under the blessing of his own tyrannical cultivation base, the first time he used this immortal supernatural power, he achieved amazing results.

huh~~

The air current and the Buddha's light fluttered between the sky and the earth, and a group of people stayed silent on the spot, lowering their heads one after another, not daring to look up at the scene.

This seemingly earth-shattering battle at first turned out to be nothing more than a punch and a palm.

Shake the past!

Today they finally witnessed with their own eyes the strength of this outstanding Taoist, and they fully deserve this evaluation.

In the sky, the three remained motionless, as if they had become the three clay sculptures of Arhats enshrined in the temple. At this moment, their hearts and minds were all overwhelmed by an invisible force.

All over the body, only the heart can turn, revealing unimaginable sadness and despair in the pupils.

Three land gods.

After the collapse of the Heavenly Court, this realm is considered to be the pinnacle of the world, the ceiling and the pinnacle of the world.

But unexpectedly, he couldn't even blew himself up and died with others.

Life and death are involuntary. Is there anything more sad than this?

"Starting today, Shaolin will seal the mountain, and no one will be born again without my handwriting."

Immediately, a calm but unquestionable voice came into the minds of the three monks, including everyone present.

Before waiting, the three god monks of Duzi generation and the abbot of Shaolin Kongwen looked terrified.

call!

A big hand has reached out from in front of them.

Grab lightly.

Taking everything into consideration, he grabbed all the Shaolin disciples present.

Whoosh! !

In an instant, the thousands of Shaolin disciples who came to the desert this time flew upside down, were sucked into Chen Xixiang's palm, and reduced to little men the size of a millimeter.

Then.

Chen Xixiang clasped his palm and tossed it in the direction of Shaolin in the north.

Whoosh whoosh! !

Thousands of Shaolin disciples were randomly thrown out like stones and hailstones, and were thrown back to the direction of Shaolin Temple.

In the minds of the monks.

Only the unquestionable order echoed constantly.

Shaolin seals off the mountain, without my handwriting, no one can be born again!

Thousands of monks were terrified, but they were also filled with the joy of surviving by luck.

However, the monk Sandu and the abbot and other high-ranking Shaolin officials felt an inexplicable sense of sadness from their hearts.

Thinking about his status in Shaolin for ten thousand years, but now he has fallen into such a fate, it is conceivable that after today, there will be no place for their Buddhist sect in the Central Plains, at least for thousands of years, the Buddhist sect will not be able to raise their heads again.

"Here, Shaolin has been sealed off, so there are only five immortal sects left in the world?"

Many Central Plains monks present were shocked, unable to believe what they witnessed today.

Casually let Shaolin be removed from the world.

This……

Then, I saw the tall white-haired Taoist, squinting at all of them:

"Now, are you willing to disband the army?"

This sentence is mainly for the remaining four sects of Emei, Huashan, Kongtong and Kunlun.

Because as early as before, other heroes from all walks of life in the world, some masters of some small sects, and some loose immortals and casual cultivators could no longer bear it, and disarmed early.

Only the Emei sects were stubbornly resisting, and wanted to rely on Shaolin, who had the deepest background among the six sects, to save their lives.

just now.

Shaolin was expelled from the world with one punch and one palm by Chen Xixiang...

Miejue Shitai, Kongtong Five Elders, Xian Yutong, Kunlun Sanjue and other elders in charge of the sect, only fear and submission remained in their hearts.

Dang bang~

Kunlun Sanjue first handed over their natal magic weapons and a magic weapon with a wry smile. They are all immortal-level masters, and the quality of these magic weapons is not inferior to the magic weapons of the Yang God, such as the Tianmangjiao Divine Armor.

After the Kunlun Sanjue took the lead, followed by Xian Yutong, Gu Fengdeng, Feng Nanshan, Kongtong Five Elders and others all bowed their heads:

"I am waiting for the weapons here, and the younger generation will bid farewell."

While these master masters dropped their talisman weapons one by one, wishing they could put on their wings and leave this shameful and terrifying place, they all drove away with the Escaping Light, and at the same time, the sounds of treasures and magic weapons being disarmed on the ground could be heard endlessly...

Song Qingshu and other Wudang disciples Baochai were all smiling, and the corners of their mouths couldn't be closed.

The last one is the extinct god and nun.

Her face was painful and fearful, she gritted her teeth and had to drop the fairy sword in her hand:

"Farewell, poor nun."

The world's masters who came to the desert this time roughly totaled more than 3 people, headed by the five sects, and they left [-] to [-] magic weapons, natural treasures and earthly treasures here.

Even what Meng Yuan gained when he invaded the Great Song Palace was not so much.

At this time Song Qingshu picked up the shining sword that Miejue Shenni left behind, and whispered to himself:

"This is the Immortal Sword left by the heroine Guo Xiang when she founded the Emei School."

It is said that the ancestor had met this heroine a few times back then, so he, being sensible, immediately brought this fairy sword to Chen Xixiang respectfully.

With his hands behind his back, Chen Xixiang looked at the sword sent by Song Qingshu, and a slight wave flashed in his eyes:

"Guo Xiang."

After staring at it for a long time, he took the sword.

Zheng~

After flicking it lightly, the fairy sword made a clear clanging sound.

Chen Xixiang sighed disappointedly:

"Sword, it's still this sword, man..."

The master of this sword.

In his memory, the last time we met was 80 years ago.

His avatar is just a Taoist cowrider in the world, but Guo Xiang, the founder of Emei, is already a famous female sword fairy because of his father.

However, the torrent of history came rushing in like waves, the Great Song Dynasty was broken, and the Guo family firmly guarded the mountains and rivers. Except for Guo Xiang, blood was spilled all over the city of Xiangyang.

At that time, Guo Xiang founded Emei, but he was not in Xiangyang. After hearing the bad news, he entered Yuan Dadu alone with a sword to assassinate the Mongolian emperor Kublai Khan.

On that day, Guo Xiang went straight into the palace and cut nine thousand armors with one sword...

Think about the past.

There was a bit of sadness in Chen Xixiang's eyes.

He looked at the sword in his hand, and it seemed that the girl sword fairy with bright eyes and bright teeth appeared in front of him, turned around and held the sword behind him:

"The sword you failed to stab back then will be handed over to Pindao a hundred years later to fulfill your wish for you."

Step out.

A voice was left behind in the ears of many Wudang disciples:

"Let's retreat back to the mountain, practice self-denial, and go to the world to do a few things as a teacher."