Alienated Martial Arts

In the Nine Sacred Mountains, fate meets.

In Mianlong Town, the law realms compete.

The master of Xuanwu Taoism and the king of Jinzhang performed the magic with their own bodies, and neither gave in to the other.

Just a few collisions in an instant destroyed the entire Mianlong Town.

Wei Tao's eyes were filled with gleaming light, and he used his full strength to watch the spirit and karma fire red lotus, and carefully sensed the terrifying aura that appeared without any warning.

But something unexpected happened.

That trace of breath disappeared directly.

From appearance to nothingness, there is not even a snap of a finger.

Even more fleeting than a flash in the pan.

It even made him wonder whether there were really other auras appearing.

Or should we say that during the confrontation between the Xuanwu Dao Master and the Golden Tent King, the Void Xuanwu and the Brahma spiritual energy collided and were destroyed, so a trace of heart-stopping Qi was derived.

Wei Tao frowned, feeling deeply for countless times.

It wasn't until he saw the Grand Master Ji Yuan of the Tantric Cult crawling out from the bottom of the pit, his movements twisted and stiff as he retreated into the distance, that he slowly suppressed all his thoughts and refocused his attention on the battle in Mianlong Town.

In the aftermath of the battle between the two great masters, the golden-robed high priest, who could be regarded as inferior to a few people but superior to tens of thousands of people in the entire Northern Wilderness, was like a small boat swaying in the wind and rain, one wave after another. He struggled to keep his body steady under the impact.

But even so, after he was forced to withdraw a certain distance, he stood still like a rock.

Even if there is blood flowing out of the seven orifices and there are many wounds on the body, he does not care or care about it. He just focuses all his attention on the Golden Lord, ready to provide support at any cost.

Gradually, the golden-robed priest formed seals with his hands and muttered words.

His face was visibly aged and frail.

The change brought about was an ink-colored light appearing from high in the sky.

The golden-robed priest guided it to break through the thick and low clouds and the howling and flying wind and snow, and was about to bring this seemingly out-of-the-ordinary Brahma malice to the town of Mianlong.

Uh-huh! ! !

At this moment, Wei Tao moved.

The wings of the ghost car flapped behind him, and the blood surged fiercely.

With his body flashing, like a bloody rainbow light, he came to the sky above Mianlong Town in an instant and met the black light that was about to fall.

It was difficult for him to intervene in the confrontation between the Xuanwu Dao Master and the Golden Tent King, and he had no plans to intervene for the time being.

However, the golden-robed priest wanted to arouse Brahma's spiritual will to change the situation of the battle, and suddenly it was like thunder from the sky stirring up the earth's fire, detonating the anger in Wei Tao's heart.

I can't help the two great Dharma masters, and I can't help you, a golden-robed priest! ?

If it weren't for the fact that most of Mianlong Town was separated between the two sides, and the center was the core area where Master Xuanwu and Master Jinzhang were fighting, he would have been unable to hold back his temper and rushed to send the old guy back to the west as soon as possible.

boom!

The power from the Great Brahma travels through the dark void.

But he did not fall into Mianlong Town.

Because a ferocious and terrifying figure surged up at this moment, forcibly blocking it off.

Wei Tao raised his head and roared to the sky.

And along with this low roar that went straight into the sky, suddenly the clouds covered the fog, the blood light shimmered, and darkness stretched across the sky, shrouding the malevolent Brahma in it.

puff!

Blood surged from the mouth of the golden-robed priest.

He stared at the demon body above his head, and an incredible feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

"This young man was actually unscathed by the evil intentions of the Great Brahma."

"Even if he is a great master of horizontal training who unites yin and yang, he shouldn't be like this."

"No, he is even devouring and absorbing the malice of Brahma!"

"Moreover, this person is extremely close to Brahma's evil thoughts. When he enters the range of the black light, it feels like he has returned from a long journey and returned to his own home."

"Could it be said that his state of diamond and glazed glass is not actually in communion with Brahma's spiritual thoughts and deities, but is instead the result of carrying Brahma's evil thoughts!?"

Silently, the black light that contained strong malice disappeared.

Wei Tao returned to the ground at this time.

He stumbled after landing, almost losing his balance and falling to the ground.

Originally, before taking action, Wei Tao planned to fly directly through the town from the air, go to the other side and kill the golden-robed priest and the secret sect master.

But after actually entering the area where the two magic realms collided, even though he was still some distance away from the height, he suddenly felt as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back.

Two completely different forces were entangled with each other, constantly annihilating each other, but they seemed to have found a new outlet in him. They swarmed in as if they had spiritual powers, and countless violent confrontations broke out in an instant.

That is because he walks on two legs and has two pillars that support his strength.

It was only through the horizontal training of the physical body that the yin and yang were unified, coupled with the cross-fertilization of the blood network that was approaching the limit of a hundred levels, he was able to bear it down.

Wei Tao secretly exhaled a breath of turbid air and couldn't help but burped again.

Putting aside everything else, this Brahma's malice, which was brought in by the golden-robed priest and seems to be preparing to affect the battle situation, really tastes good and somewhat delicious.

Boom!

Suddenly darkness surged and the golden light shrank.

The two suddenly converged inward to the extreme, revealing two figures standing opposite each other.

next moment.

The Lord of the Golden Tent held the ax in both hands and slowly slashed forward.

He's not fast at all.

The movements also seem inconsistent.

It's like it's stuck from time to time, and the sequence comes in a flash.

It gives people a weird feeling of boredom, nausea and dizziness.

Correspondingly, extremely rich death energy surged out, filling the void centered around Qi Taiquan.

During this period, it seemed as if everything else was about to disappear, leaving only endless darkness and silence, and the spiritual energy that devoured life quickly spread outward.

Wei Tao didn't look away and narrowed his eyes suddenly.

His pupils, which were shrunk to the extreme, reflected Taoist Master Xuanwu's slightly raised right hand.

In the center of his palm, a piece of rotten and broken turtle shell quietly emerged, adhering to the flesh and blood and growing together, slowly facing the falling dark gold battle axe.

Boom! ! !

There should have been thunder crashing across the night sky.

But everything was quiet in Mianlong Town.

King Jinzhang struck down with his axe, and Taoist Master Xuanwu raised his palm to meet him.

The ax blade and the palm slowly meet at one point.

The elephant is invisible and the sound is loud.

The eyes cannot see and the ears cannot hear.

The two of them remained in this position motionless, as if they wanted to continue forever.

It’s like becoming two sculptures merged into one.

But beneath this eerie calm, the most chilling murderous intent is hidden.

If you don't move, it will be enough. If you move, the mountains will collapse and the earth will break apart, and the outcome will be victory or defeat.

I don’t know how long it will take.

Maybe just for a brief moment.

Suddenly, the entire Mianlong Town lit up without any warning.

It's like the sun rises in the east, spreading light and heat all over the earth.

Then there was a loud bang, breaking the unbearable silence.

The next moment, a terrifying shock wave has arrived.

The golden-robed high priest and the secret sect master began to fly backwards. Even with their cultivation in the Yang pole spiritual realm, they could not guarantee that they would be intact in this collision.

The entire Mianlong Town seemed to be tightly held by a big hand, and then it was kneaded back and forth like dough, destroying everything inside wantonly.

The ground looked like the waves of the sea under a storm, forming dense criss-crossing cracks.

After a few breaths, in Mianlong Town, which had disappeared, a dark crack stretched from east to west, even extending to the depths of the Nine Sacred Mountains.

Master Xuanwu and Master Jinzhang stood still, facing each other on both sides of the gap.

"Only when a turtle and a snake are entwined, and the life is strong, can a golden lotus be planted in the fire."

"I know that Master Qi stepped into the Dharma Realm and integrated the turtle and snake fragments into his body.

But I didn't expect you to be able to use that turtle shell as a shield to block my axe, which I had condensed my strongest spirit and strength into. "

As the King of the Golden Account spoke, he withdrew his gaze and looked at his arm.

The flesh and blood there has obviously shrunk, and it is no longer the scene full of majestic vitality just now.

He slowly exhaled a breath, "The darkness is dead and silent, swallowing up life. The true meaning of Xuanwu gives me the feeling that it is not like a sect's technique, but more like a demon from the underworld being born into the world.

If it is allowed to continue to develop, I am afraid that wherever Dao Master Qi passes by, everything will wither, become suffocated and silent, and everything will become a dead place. "

"Ahem..."

Qi Taiquan coughed violently, his body shaking violently like a dead body, as if it would collapse and fall apart in the next moment.

"The Royal Lord's ax has cut off at least half of the old man's vitality."

He slowly calmed down his breathing, sighed lowly and said, "So it's only right that I steal some vitality from you to replenish myself and make up for the irreparable losses."

The King of the Golden Account was silent for a long time, and then suddenly asked, "Are you going to continue the fight?"

Qi Taiquan was noncommittal about this and simply said, "If you can be sure of victory and take my life without paying too much of a price, the Royal Lord will probably not ask this question."

The Lord of the Golden Account nodded, and just as he was about to say something more, his expression changed slightly, and he turned his head and looked to one side.

Almost regardless of the front and back, Qi Taiquan also frowned and looked in the same direction.

At this moment, Wei Tao's heart skipped a beat, and he inexplicably sensed a strange yet familiar aura.

This time, it came so clearly.

And it is no different from the divine will that crosses the sky from north to south.

More importantly, he was the closest to the source of this aura, and he immediately became the gathering place for countless eyes.

"God's will is hidden underground in this town?"

"It had been without a trace before. It wasn't until the confrontation between two great masters of the Dharma Realm that it showed its signs."

Wei Tao's eyes flashed with light, but he did not approach.

He even stepped back some distance.

Hidden yourself a little deeper.

He has no intention of obtaining divine will, and he doesn't even know what the use of this thing is.

Therefore, in this case, it is natural to show your attitude and stay away a little, so as not to become the target of public criticism.

Deep in the mountains and forests outside the town, the qi movement is obscure and unclear, and they are trying their best to converge.

The warriors who came to the Nine Sacred Mountains quickly gathered here.

There were great masters of the law fighting in the town. No one dared to come close, but no one really left far away.

They are all hiding nearby, waiting for the battle to end, and at the same time, waiting for changes to appear.

At the beginning, the Lord of Lingming Mountain entered the town to cause massacre, and later, the Master of Xuanwu Dao and the Lord of Jinzhang had a life-and-death confrontation here.

When the two things are put together, people can't help but wonder, thinking that in this market town called Mianlong, there is indeed a secret related to the divine will hidden in it.

Hong Shun was so calm that his whole body seemed to be integrated with the rocks beside him.

Even after he recognized that the mysterious man who appeared that night was Taoist Master Xuanwu, his state of mind did not fluctuate at all, just like an ancient well from beginning to end.

The skills are not as good as those of others, and the methods are not as good as those of others.

There is nothing to say about losing at the hands of the opponent.

As long as people are still alive, there is still hope.

Especially in the fight for divine will, Hong Shunwei had strong confidence.

Although his strength level is lower than that of Qi Taiquan and the King of the Golden Chamber, and perhaps not as good as Qinglian Dharma King, Xiji Swordsman and others, his greatest reliance is not here, but in the decades of sitting in Sixiang Hall. time.

And during this period, his understanding of Emperor Wu's legacy.

It is no exaggeration to say that in terms of understanding of this divine will, other people combined may not be as good as him.

Hong Shunwei closed his eyes and rested, recalling that this trip to the Nine Sacred Mountains was indeed full of crises along the way.

But the word crisis means that danger contains opportunity.

The greater the danger, the greater the opportunity.

As long as he can survive the most difficult time and receive the divine will as he wishes, he will be able to cross the threshold of the legal realm in one fell swoop and stride deeper inward until he reaches an unimaginable level.

At this moment, there was a sudden click.

It was as if a tightly closed lid had been pushed open.

It came from the depths of the dark crack in the town.

Although the sound was very soft, it was clear and distinct.

Even though they are separated by a considerable distance, it seems to be ringing directly in everyone's heart regardless of distance.

The Golden Lord's eyes narrowed, and when he looked at the Xuanwu Taoist Master again, his expression showed a hint of surprise.

Qi Taiquan gently breathed out a breath of scarlet blood mist, "Xi Yue's ability to remain invisible and unheard was actually able to hide everything from me."

As soon as these words were spoken, darkness suddenly surged, and the snow and wind flying in the sky suddenly condensed.

The next moment, the cold and distant woman's voice sounded again, "Just now, the Taoist master and Wei Daozi were chatting happily, and the disciple did not come out to salute, so as not to disturb the conversation between the two.

Later, when the Royal Lord came here, the disciples tried their best to protect the formation below from destruction, but they were unable to spare even a moment to come out and explain the matter to you. "

After a pause, she sighed again, "It's a pity that the disciple's ability is limited. After all, he couldn't protect the formation from being lost, and he didn't even have enough time to understand the divine will."

"I see."

The Lord of the Golden Account let out a breath of turbid air, "It turned out that Taoist Master Qi had arranged everything long ago and asked his disciples to sneak into Mianlong Town and find the location of God's will in advance."

Qi Taiquan did not respond, but looked silently at the far end of the rift.

A slender figure was slowly walking out of the crack.

She held a paper umbrella in her hand, but did not open it. Instead, she let the wind and snow fall on her body, and quickly covered her rolled-up hair with a layer of crystal white.

For a moment, countless eyes penetrated the dark wind and snow and landed on the plain white paper umbrella in her hand.

“The advantage lies in the fact that no matter how high the mountain is, it can’t reach anything; no matter how far down the abyss is, it can reach everything.”

Sun Xiyue looked up at the wind and snow in the sky, with a complicated expression on her face, "But people die for wealth and birds die for food. I don't know how many masters in the Nine Sacred Mountains will be buried here after tonight."

She sighed and gently threw the paper umbrella out of her hand.

"The will of God lies in this gap."

"Those who are destined and have a strong destiny can get it."

The King of the Golden Chamber and the Taoist Master of Xuanwu remained silent, letting the plain white paper umbrellas fly in the wind.

The two people's eyes never left the dark crack, as if there was some rare treasure buried there that could attract all their attention.

Uh-huh!

Wei Tao also allowed the paper umbrella to pass by from a short distance away, but looked expressionlessly into the depths of the crack, and there seemed to be a soft click in his ears.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and two figures nearly ten feet tall were reflected inside.

"The secret method of Vajra, the unification of yin and yang."

He let out a breath of turbid air, "Could it be that these two people are the masters of Yangji Henglian who practiced in seclusion in the Beihuang Esoteric Cult a hundred years ago?"

Suddenly, there was another soft click.

Along with it, there was a sword intent rising into the sky, and at the same time, it came from the depth of the crack.

In the dense forest outside the town, the Xiji swordsman who had just had a confrontation with Qinglian Dharma King suddenly changed his expression, and the sword behind him rang softly, showing the violent fluctuations in his master's state of mind.

"My ancestor was one of the eighteen elders of Jiange, and he fought with Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the western suburbs of the Xuanzhou capital. Later, I heard that my ancestor was captured and sent to the Jianwu Division where he was tortured and died.

The disciple did not expect that now, a hundred years later, he would be able to see his master's unique sword intention again. "

Click!

The third soft sound still came from the depths of the crack.

This time, the expression of the Lord of the Golden Account suddenly changed.

He frowned and looked past the two Tantric monks, then past the woman with hair and sword, and looked at the figure slowly emerging from the depths of the darkness.

"Back then, when Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty broke through the golden tent, the ancestor of our family led Brahma to perform a great ritual and then fought hard and died. Later, even the body was not found. Unexpectedly, it was brought and buried in the Nine Sacred Mountains."

The Lord of the Golden Tent took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, "But my grandson is the current Lord of the Golden Tent. As a person favored by Brahma, and recognized as his master by Brahma, even if all the ancestors come together, they must obey me." Take orders."

Click!

There was a fourth soft sound, echoing in everyone's ears.

Taoist Master Xuanwu lowered his eyes and bowed slightly, "Disciple Qi Taiquan has met Taoist Master Yuan."

"The Patriarch Yuan is known as an unprecedented genius in our sect. Although the Patriarch left the sect and disappeared without a trace after returning from the Xuanbing Sea a hundred years ago, the disciples do not dare to show any disrespect to the sages of our sect.

It's just that the world has changed and time has changed. Now that Patriarch Yuan has passed away, he should let go of everything and lie quietly in hell, instead of coming back to the world and causing a lot of trouble to future generations. "

The cold wind howled and snowflakes flew.

Covering the entire mountain forest.

The dark crack that penetrated the entire Mianlong Town was still emitting a thick gray mist.

Several figures stood in it, motionless.

As if quietly waiting for something.

The expressions of the Golden Lord and the Xuanwu Taoist became more and more serious as they stared at a coffin slowly revealed from the depths of the mist.

The two looked at each other and took a step back in unison.

At this moment, there was another crisp sound.

It came quietly from inside the coffin.

With a creak, the tightly fitted coffin lid was pushed open a gap.

A bloodless palm as white as snow was revealed.

The next moment, the coffin lid slid aside.

The dark crack shone brightly, dispersing the endless dark mist, revealing a figure sitting up slowly inside.

This is a man with a high crown and golden clothes.

At first glance, he looked like a mummy that had been dead for a long time and should have weathered long ago, constantly exuding a rotten atmosphere.

But if you feel it carefully and deeply, you will find that there is a divine will in the body, keeping it with a strange vitality.

The dead body slowly raised its head, stretched out a withered arm, held down the nine-dragon carved coffin, and slowly stood up and stepped out.

His movements were extremely slow and gentle, as if he were afraid of damaging this withered and decaying body.

"God's will appears, and the world is in chaos."

"When I was alive, I suppressed the great masters of the world and conquered the southern and northern wastelands. I can do it again after my death, adding another hundred years to my great Zhou Dynasty."

"The Grand Master is in harmony with nature and humans, and they are all people who deserve to be killed."

"The world is the world of humans and has nothing to do with anything else. Even if God creates chaos, I will still punish the people and attack the heaven."

His eyes were closed tightly, and although he didn't speak from the beginning to the end, it seemed as if a voice sounded directly from the bottom of everyone's heart.

It was like thunder exploding, disturbing and shaking the mind, but it had no impact on the dark wind and snow.

I walked a lot today and I haven't been this tired for a long time.