Lu Zhou could clearly feel that the red light on the Weiming Sword had become stronger.

The length seems to have increased a bit.

grade?

Luzhou has no clear concept.

He raised his hand, his thoughts moving slightly.

Sure enough, the Weiming Sword flew back to the palm of his hand under his command.

The thought moved slightly again.

The Weiming Sword turned into a black stone... and then turned into a hammer, knife, halberd... and other weapons.

It's a pity...the Weiming Sword will only be surrounded by the strange inscription energy when it turns into a sword.

The sword form is much stronger than other forms.

"This weapon...is far from the level it should be?"

But now is not the time to study Weiming.

Lu Zhou put away the Unnamed Sword.

Look around.

The surroundings were quiet...even eerily quiet.

After making sure the surroundings are safe.

Lu Zhou fell slowly.

After thinking about it for a moment... I lost two invulnerables this time and gained no merit at all.

He looked at the Seven Jue Array on the ground, and saw that it had indeed lost its luster and had no trace of its operation.

strangeness.

Lu Zhou walked towards the direction of the magic sword.

Where the tombstone originally shattered, there was nothing but eight broken chains and debris scattered on the ground.

There were only a few swords on the ground that were not destroyed.

Of course, any sword that can survive this battle is naturally a good sword.

not far away……

The injured practitioners got up one after another and kowtowed to Luzhou.

This is really kowtow, and it makes a banging sound.

"Thank you old timer!"

"Thank you Master!"

"Reborn parents, please accept my respects."

[Ding, I received 15 people’s sincere worship and received 150 merit points.]

Hearing this reminder, Lu Zhou felt dumbfounded.

My road to good deeds is long and far away...

Practitioners from the four famous sects are basically dead. The remaining ones are all small sects and are nothing to be afraid of.

Lu Zhou came to the side of Demon Sword...

I just mobilized my energy——

Monk Kongyuan suddenly flipped up in the air... formed double seals, trembling and blooming.

His eyes widened and he looked around.

When he saw the scene around him clearly, his face showed an expression of disbelief.

What happened?

How long had it passed before the Seven Jue Formation was gone and the magic sword was lying on the ground?

His brain hurts a little.

The memory came back to his mind instantly.

He remembered. He came to seize the magic sword... During the fight, he was knocked down by the magic sword and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he has Buddha beads to protect him.

Didn't receive that fatal blow.

"Is it you?" Kong Yuan's expression changed from surprise to anger.

"Kong Yuan..." Lu Zhou stroked his beard.

"No one can get a hold of my things. No matter what method you use to break the Seven Jue Formation... I must take this magic sword away." Kong Yuan knew nothing about what just happened.

"oh?"

For some reason, Lu Zhou felt hopeful and happy about Kong Yuan's survival.

Kong Yuan raised his hand and said: "Old benefactor...I am very grateful that you can break the Seven Jue Formation. Only those who are capable are qualified to take such a sword."

The double binding seal ripples.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said: "I said that Zen is Zen and demons are demons...Zen that has become possessed by demons is not real Zen..."

"Are you teaching me how to practice?"

Kong Yuan laughed, but did not remove the double binding seal, showing a disapproving expression, "Zuo Xin Chan's magic Zen is just a child's play, how can it be compared with Lao Monk. Only Lao Monk in this world can cultivate into a demon

Zen... I call Mo Zen second, who dares to call him first?"

The two binding seals with huge differences in light are the best proof.

Lu Zhou shook his head——

"The frog in the well..."

His tone paused and he said word by word, "I will teach you what magic Zen is."

Raise your right hand.

The palms are turned downward first, then turned forward.

A faint light lit up in the palm of his hand.

The light rotates counterclockwise.

…

"Um?"

Kongyuan felt something bad.

Even though the old man in front of him did not have particularly strong energy fluctuations, he felt an unspeakable threat.

The nearby practitioners frowned.

"Who is this old gentleman?"

"He can actually compete with Kong Yuan!"

"Buddhist infighting?"

Thinking of the huge golden body of Buddha just now, they thought of the internal fighting within Buddhism.

I remember that a few days ago, the conflict between Tianxuan Temple and Dakong Temple spread throughout the spiritual world. Dakong Temple sent people to attack Tianxuan Temple. Later, for some unknown reason, the four great divine monks fell and Tianxuan Temple disappeared collectively. It has not happened yet.

People figure out why.

The current scene looks very much like a Buddhist infighting!

Lu Zhou stood tall and straight, bent his arms... and made a gesture with his palms.

A miniature palm print appeared.

"Little Fearless Seal?"

Kong Yuan couldn't laugh or cry, and showed disdain, "This is what you call the real magic Zen? I... this... this..."

Halfway through the conversation.

When the miniature palm print came to me, it suddenly became bigger!

Several feet high!

Can a small fearless seal turn into a big fearless seal in an instant?

Moreover, it is also an ink-colored fearless seal!

He stepped back continuously, with a double binding seal and a look of horror on his face.

When the other practitioners saw it, they were stunned... What the hell, another double Zen practitioner!
To be continued...