Later, the old man contacted Buddhism, Lihua Palace, Daoyi Academy and other forces to pave the way for Qingzong's future as much as possible.
Moreover, he also told Lin Changsheng and Chen Qingyuan, as well as his direct disciples, the fundamentals of Tingdao Mountain.
After doing this, the old man intimidated all the forces in the empire, forcing some strong men to make an oath, and then rushed to the Demonic Abyss.
This is all that can be done.
Whether Qingzong can achieve nirvana and be reborn in troubled times depends on fate.
Back to reality, boundless emptiness.
The monument keeper glanced around, and his cold voice was heard in all directions: "Who dares to take this sword?"
Boom -
the heavens shook, and the domineering power surged like a terrifying wave, submerging every inch of the empire's territory.
The three top powers of the demon clan retreated a distance, ready to evacuate at any time.
Ye Changyan and other Shenqiao experts also subconsciously moved their steps. Their whole bodies were wrapped in an inexplicable chill, and dense cold sweat appeared on their faces.
No one present, no matter who they were, had the guts to take the blow from the monument keeper.
Whoever picks up will die.
Bang—
a first-rate force far away in some stars, the holy mirror of the holy weapon shattered directly because it could not withstand the strong pressure of the monument guardian.
Similar scenes occur in many corners of the world.
Many high-ranking officials felt very distressed and quickly took out treasures that could peer into the void. They could not miss such a scene, otherwise they would regret it for the rest of their lives.
After a long time, a hollow voice came from a distant place.
"I would like to give you a blow to see what level you have reached."
The person who spoke was the boss of Kunlun Realm.
He has been in seclusion for many years, just wanting to break through the human realm and reach a higher level. Unfortunately, it has never been successful.
The appearance of the monument keeper greatly affected the situation of Qingzong.
If no one takes this sword, Qing Zong will really go to the old land.
Maybe he had the idea of borrowing a sword to gain enlightenment, or maybe he wanted to force the people guarding the monument to retreat and make Qing Zong fall into the abyss.
Therefore, the Kunlun Boundary Master decided to take the sword.
Although there is a slight gap in combat power between the two sides, it is still impossible for the monument guardian to suppress them with a single blow.
"Okay."
The monument keeper agreed.
As a result, the Mo Dao under his feet fell into his right hand.
I saw that he didn't have long to accumulate strength, and swung the knife in the direction of the sound.
Bland and unremarkable, without the luster of Taoism.
However, no one dared to ignore the sword of the monument keeper.
The sword light spanned countless miles across the void and reached the Kunlun realm.
"Tear--"
The barrier of Kunlun Realm was directly torn through, like tofu, without any resistance.
Mountains and palaces were cut in half, and then were swallowed up by the sword's will, and shattered into powder.
"Wha—"
The light of the sword struck at the end of the Kunlun Realm and landed on the body of the Realm Lord. ωωw..net
"Rumble..."
The realm master spent all his life's learning and mobilized many trump cards in the Kunlun realm, slowly consuming the power of this sword.
After a while, the voice of the Realm Master reached the territory where Qing Zong was: "I caught your sword."
The voice was calm, as if nothing happened.
The deep eyes of the monument keeper have been staring into the distance.
The deal with one sword is over, and he will not strike again.
Before leaving, the monument keeper took a deep look at Chen Qingyuan holding the black cauldron and remembered his figure in his heart. He had a strong feeling that one day in the future, they would definitely meet again.
Wow -
the next moment, the monument keeper disappeared.
It wasn't until the monument keeper had left for a long time that everyone felt that the terrible sense of oppression gradually dissipated.
...
The Kunlun world is in a mess, many places have become ruins, and even a chaotic space has formed, which looks particularly riotous.
Deep in a secret realm, an old man reached out and touched the blood hole in his chest, his face pale.
That sword contains all the strength of the monument keeper and the power of the ancient holy sword.
If it weren't for the Kunlun Realm's many years of experience, the Realm Master's body wouldn't be as simple as a bloody hole, and he would probably be left with half of his life.
Although he was injured, his foundation was not damaged and he only needed a period of rest.
In addition, the realm master's spiritual mind felt the supreme sword intention remaining in the void, and wanted to gain some insights from it.
The Realm Master no longer paid attention to the external affairs, and directly closed the surrounding space and began to retreat.
As time goes by, the body is easily eroded by the knife's intent, further aggravating the injury.
The remaining strong men in Kunlun Realm quickly cleaned up the mess and cleaned up the secluded place that looked like ruins. At that moment, they felt like they were going to die, as if they had seen another world.
The fear from the depths of their souls engulfed every inch of their bodies.
The feeling of extreme death was too terrifying, and they never wanted to experience it again in their lives.
Fortunately, the supreme sword was directed at the Realm Lord, and the others only withstood some of the power of the sword and were frightened.
The screen turned to a vast starry sky.
The monks were stunned for a long time, and their consciousness struggled out of the shock and returned to reality.
"Are we still stopping it?"
The powerful men were a little scared and at a loss.
"The boss personally took the sword from the man who suppressed the monument and solved the problem for us. If we give in at this time, it will be like giving the Qingzong a chance to revive."
Ye Changyan gritted his teeth and decided to fight to the end and not retreat.
"Then... fight!"
Anyway, the monument keeper can't interfere anymore, so there's nothing to be afraid of.
"These bastards are really unwilling to settle down!"
Liu Nansheng clearly noticed the fluctuations in the laws of Ye Changyan and others, and immediately stood in front of them, deciding to stop these guys. As for other troubles, leave them to the old monk and the others.
"Boom!"
With the sound of space exploding, a new round of war came again.
The three demons originally thought of escaping, but the monument guard only used one knife, so they no longer had any worries.
Once again, he used the ancient magic weapon, Taiyan Jiuxuan Banner.
Black mist struck again, quickly covering the space.
"It's a pity that the benefactor will no longer help." The
old monk glanced at the direction where the monument keeper left and sighed inwardly. Then, he immediately mobilized all the Buddha power in his body and began to deal with the three demons.
However, the power of the ancient magic weapon was too weird, and the old monk could not find a way to crack it in a short time.
Xiao Junchou was once again trapped by the magic weapon's laws, and was very worried about Chen Qingyuan's safety.
The more impatient you are, the more mistakes you will make.
Chen Qingyuan gradually approached the old land, and the road ahead was covered by magic mist, making it difficult to see his fingers.
The power of the Black Cauldron is quickly depleted. If it continues to be delayed, it may not be able to reach the old land.
After all, the girl in red has to use her protective gear.
The appearance of the monument guard was not a useless move. He at least intimidated the Kunlun Boundary Lord and made him unable to put pressure on Qingzong. Unless the Boundary Lord wanted to be wounded to his foundation by the sword, he could only retreat to recuperate.
"Buzz--"
A jade talisman with a special imprint appeared on the palm of Chen Qingyuan's left hand.
With the appearance of the jade talisman, the silver gun in his jade pendant trembled faintly, making him feel a little uneasy.