Chapter 92 The Power of the National Master

Just when Shen Budu and his group broke through the pass and met monsters and fought monsters, a new battle came to the depths of Taiping Blessing Land.

"Hohoho Hoho Zhao, what are you waiting for?"

With the hunched teacher, Qidoumi Teacher Jun waved his hand, he knocked away Duan Yun, the young leader of the Lingyun Sword Sect, who rushed up. He looked at the still-moving leader of Difeishan and the Grand Zhou national teacher Zhao Zixia, and asked with a strange smile.

Zhao Zixia did not answer him, but joined forces with several elders of Shenlong Temple to maintain the passage to enter the Taiping Blessing Land, allowing subsequent disciples of the Immortal Sect to enter.

Instead of entering from the front, they rely on the rules contained in the special heavenly spiritual weapon to directly break through the spatial barriers of Taiping Blessing Land and enter the depths of Taiping Blessing Land.

It is precisely because of this that Teacher Qidoumi rushed to stop him and even recalled Sujiu.

The position where the two sides confront each other is very close to the Hongmeng Qingxian Tree deep in Taiping Blessing Land.

If Shi Jun does not stop Zhao Zixia and his group, then the previous life who has not yet recovered its strength, that is, the righteous man of heaven, will inevitably be forcibly interrupted.

Duan Yun wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth. As the young leader of the Lingyun Sword Sect, a generation of geniuses who crushed the peers of cultivators, his pride did not allow him to be trampled on so much of his dignity, not to mention that this time he was trampled on like an ant in front of everyone!

Duan Yun stared at Shi Jun: "If you don't tear you into pieces today, it will be difficult to vent my hatred!"

"Hohohohoho dares to speak wildly, you're really looking for death!"

Shi Jun looked at him with a sneer, Duan Yun snorted coldly and stopped talking nonsense.

As one of the nine heavenly rank immortal sects, Lingyun Sword Sect naturally has its own abilities.

In addition to the people of Difeishan brought by the national master Zhao Zixia, the practitioners mainly included the Lingyun Sword Sect and Shenlong Temple, the Tian-level Immortal Gate rooted in Guanzhong Dao. They also included the attempt to expand their power south to Hanzhong Dao after the war, and even the Xichuan Dao in Jiannan.

Because of this, Lingyun Sword Sect and Shenlong Temple have to work hard to suppress each other in an attempt.

At present, Qianniu Guards and Hub Guards have entered Hanzhong Prefecture, and the rebels of the Qidou Mi Sect are not worthy of evidence. The most critical problem is to solve the Qidou Mi Sect Shijun.

Of course, this matter must be left to the national teacher Zhao Zixia.

But in advance, the two families also had to make great efforts to weaken Shijun's power.

Duan Yun, wearing blue clothes, looked determined and summoned his flying sword. At the same time, dozens of elite inner disciples of Lingyun Sword Sect also formed a sword formation together.

"Demon-killing Sword Formation, Kill!"

Duan Yun shouted loudly.

Suddenly, dozens of flying swords shot out in one go, heading straight for Shi Jun.

These flying swords were all refined by the Lingyun Sword Sect and were extremely powerful.

However, Shi Jun was not afraid at all when he looked at the flying sword that was rushing towards him.

"Bang bang.bang."

Shi Jun flicked his finger and instantly turned into a qi sword afterwards. Each qi sword afterwards collided with a flying sword.

One flying sword after another collapsed under the attack of Shi Jun.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

The sound of flying swords shattering one after another.

The four elders of the Hui generation of Shenlong Temple looked at the flying swords that were scattered and collapsed not far away, with a serious expression. They did not expect that the Shijun of the Qidou Rice Sect had become a lonely man and was so powerful that the Lingxiao Sword Sect's Demon-killing Sword Formation was destroyed so easily.

However, the current situation is still within control of the four elders.

Teacher Qidoumi, after all, is a strong man who has entered the third grade. It is normal for him to defeat the Demon-killing Sword Formation of Lingxiao Sword Sect.

However, the four elders of Shenlong Temple are all at the peak of the fourth-grade strength. They work together to form formations and use secret techniques to match third-grade strong men.

More importantly, the national teacher Zhao Zixia just advanced to the second grade with the help of the Queen's luck some time ago.

Even the weakest among the three second-grade strong men in the Shidao Sect is still the second-grade, second only to the first-grade land fairyland.

Although I don’t know why Zhao Zixia has not taken action for a long time, the four elders of Shenlong Temple can’t wait.

The last flying sword left in the Demon-Slaying Sword Formation was Duan Yun's Qinghong Sword. Seeing this flying sword, Shi Jun exclaimed, then reached out and grabbed it, grabbed the Qinghong Sword and pinched it lightly.

A crisp crack sound came, and the Qinghong Sword shattered instantly!

Shi Jun destroyed Duan Yun's flying sword with one hand. Duan Yun was injured and fell to the ground, staring at Shi Jun with red eyes.

"Haha, boy, I'll let you see what the power of a strong man is now!"

Shi Jun glanced at Duan Yun with disdain, then his body shook slightly and disappeared from the spot. Then a huge wave of soul spread out and swept across the sky.

Rumble rumble.

A vast soul power enveloped the entire void. If you listen carefully, you can even hear the wailing sounds of dead souls, as if they were summoned to the point where they were condensed, and condensed into a huge vortex of dark clouds in this void.

Seeing this scene, the four elders of Shenlong Temple all changed drastically.

The four elders of Shenlong Temple looked at each other, and the Zen stick in their hands hit the ground with a heavy golden light on their bodies.

Four rays of light gathered together, forming a golden aperture, emitting surging spiritual fluctuations.

"Buzz"

The four elders' palms suddenly pressed on the aperture.

Rumble rumble.

The aperture instantly formed a Buddhist formation, turning into a terrifying spiritual storm, sweeping towards the surroundings.

"Hmph, you want to stop me with a little rule of heaven? Break it for me!"

Shi Jun snorted coldly with disdain, waved his right hand, and a black beam of light roared out and rushed straight into the aperture.

Boom!

The aperture was shattered!

"puff!"

With a scream, an old monk wearing a cassock flew backwards, smoking all over his body, and was obviously severely injured.

However, the elder was also lucky. When he was knocked away several feet away, he barely stabilized his body and supported the ground with his hands, but did not faint immediately.

Shi Jun stood on a stone platform with his back hunched, looking at the elder of Shenlong Temple not far away, and said with a smile: "This formation cannot do anything to me. You all have to die!"

"Hmph, arrogant!"

The four elders rebuked angrily, and at the same time activated the spiritual energy in their bodies to increase the power of the formation to the limit.

"boom"

"Crash!"

The formation jointly performed by four fourth-grade peak-level powerful men was indeed amazing, and they actually knocked Shi Jun out directly!

"Hahahaha, what a Shenlong Temple, it actually has such a powerful formation! Not bad, very good!"

Shi Jun, who was knocked away, had a crazy light flashing in his eyes and laughed to the sky: "However, the third and fourth grades are so different. How can you stop me?!"

Shi Jun's voice echoed in the square like thunder.

"Since that's the case, let you see it, my unique skill "The Soul-Devouring Ten Thousand Ghosts"!"

With a low roar, balls of extremely dark black mist flew out from Shi Jun's Luoguo meat balls and expanded rapidly. In a blink of an eye, the entire space had already covered.

The black fog was filled with the sky and the sun, causing the entire Taiping Blessing Land to fall into darkness.

The five senses of the four elders were instantly closed. They felt that there was a strange aura everywhere, making it difficult for them to call their spiritual energy and their spiritual consciousness was severely suppressed!

not good!

The four elders were shocked and their bodies retreated continuously.

“Hahahahahaha”

Shi Jun looked at the four elders with a sarcastic look: "You four old guys want to stop me, too? Isn't you going to do anything? Zhao Zixia, why don't you take action?"

The only national teacher he feared was Zhao Zixia, staring at the depths of the peaceful blessed land with a serious expression.

Obviously, among the people in this group, only Zhao Zixia knew the truth about the peaceful blessed land.

The only thing Zhao Zixia feared was the former second-grade Taoist powerhouse - the righteous man of heaven.

There are only two reasons why Zhao Zixia is not taking action now. One is that although she knows that the God of Justice is going to recover, she does not know the relationship between Shijun and the God of Justice is the past life. She thinks she is just an ally and is afraid that she will attack Shijun and be attacked by the God of Justice. The other is that Zhao Zixia is not only the Grand Master of the Zhou Dynasty, but also the head of Difei Mountain. They are both the nine immortal sects, and there are many intrigues between them. Zhao Zixia is even happy to see some damage to Lingxiao Sword Sect and Shenlong Temple.

Shi Jun snorted coldly and punched the void!

Suddenly, the black smoke spread around instantly condensed into black lines, like poisonous snakes, lingering towards the four elders of Shenlong Temple.

Wherever these black lines go, the air is corroded and turns into black water vapor, and it floats out in strands.

The four elders were shocked. Faced with this strange attack method, they felt like an ant, letting each other knead it.

The four of them knew that in this case, if they were stained with black smoke, they would inevitably be corroded by the black smoke!

This is the thing that the four elders fear the most.

Just when the four elders of Shenlong Temple were helpless, the national teacher Zhao Zixia, who had been watching for a long time, finally couldn't help but take action.

The spiritual pressure on her body burst out instantly!
To be continued...