Begin immortality by slaying demons

Jianyang is the main palace under the jurisdiction of the Shen Dynasty.

At this moment, he was in the city again, and the rich royal energy in the sky was sweeping across the sky.

At the beginning, the Taoist monks of the Ziyun Sect were suppressed to the point where they needed pills to supplement even the Qi-Seeking Technique. Although the disciples of the Bodhi Sect were not reduced to such a state, it was considered good to be able to exert their strength to the tune of 40 to 50%.

But usually, few people would care about this.

After all, everyone is suppressed by the imperial energy, which means that no one is suppressed.

And those beings who can affect the emperor's energy are all prominent figures in the divine dynasty, such as the prefect of Jianyang. Ordinary monks will not be hot-headed and make themselves unhappy in front of them.

But what position does this young man in front of him hold in the divine dynasty?

Why have I and others never heard of it?

Zhiqing's expression was complicated, and the long stick in his hand was slightly loosened. Monk Zhikong took this opportunity to swing it away with a stick, grabbed the woman on the ground, and threw her far away.

"..."

Zhiqing just glanced at it and had no intention of continuing to kill the female cultivator.

Although he coveted the Dragon and Tiger Scriptures, he had not thought about making enemies of the imperial officials in the territory under the jurisdiction of the Divine Dynasty. He was just a little negligent and had not considered this aspect at all before taking action.

After all, when a court official works for the Human Emperor, how could he not be clear about the relationship between the Divine Dynasty and the Three Religions? He is not a naive boy who doesn’t understand anything. He is so presumptuous in reading the scriptures of the Three Religions, and the gain outweighs the loss. This is not what a court official can do. things that come out.

"Now retreat, report to the elders in Islam, and come back to God to apologize. There is still room for change in this matter."

Zhikong's breathing was as low as a broken drum, and he stared at the monk in front of him.

As both disciples of the Bodhi Sect, he knew how powerful the two people in front of him were.

Although Shen Xianyou stopped the stick and caused Zhiming to suffer a small loss, which was surprising enough, his cultivation in the Three Tribulations cannot be faked. He only relied on his status as a court official to catch him by surprise.

If a fight really breaks out, not to mention the narrow escape from death today, and being in a big mansion, there is no telling how many innocent people will be affected.

It would be the best way to scare the two of them with the Divine Dynasty and make them retreat.

"Yeah."

Zhiqing looked back and glanced at the golden figure of Arhat holding a dragon and a tiger. Fierce gradually appeared in his eyes. The next moment, he tightened his grip on the long stick again: "Junior brother, don't blame me for not leaving you a way to survive and abandoning you." The stick is waiting for a while, no need for you to do anything. When senior brother has taken care of the official, the three of you and I will share the Dragon and Tiger Sutra!"

"A dead man cannot speak."

"You and I have enough time. At worst, we can stay away from the edge in Islam for a while. When the Dragon and Tiger status comes, no one can do anything to me."

"On the contrary, if you think about it carefully, even if you really risked your life today, let one person escape, and leaked the news... three Bodhi Sect disciples intercepted and killed officials in the Divine Dynasty, and one of them was a good person. Would you believe it if he told it? "

Having said this, he looked at Zhikong again, his voice full of confusion: "Do you think what senior brother said makes sense?"

"..."

Ye Jing was shocked to hear every word. These two Bodhisattva practitioners are already rare strong men. If even the Zhikong practitioner stood on the opposite side, it would be impossible for her and other talents to escape today!

Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked to the side.

Before Master Shen's expression could be seen clearly, the other party's calm voice sounded in his ears.

"That makes sense."

No one noticed that a cold and cruel smile appeared on Shen Yi's handsome face.

So what about the Bodhi Cult? It’s not like they haven’t killed him before. Now that they have arrived, they are still on their own territory. This is a God-given opportunity.

Kill people to learn lessons, and stay away from the edge for a while. When you reach the dragon-tiger position, China is so big that you can't go anywhere!

There is only one demon-slaying officer in a government, so his status is naturally equivalent to that of the prefect.

Although it is impossible to mobilize the imperial energy to defend against the enemy.

But that ordinary piece of iron plate blocked the suppression from the sky.

Before he finished speaking, he took action brazenly. The long stick he was originally fighting for with Zhiming was thrust downwards, hitting the monk's heart like a sledgehammer, almost collapsing his ribs!

Boom!

The golden light on the monk's body suddenly dissipated, and even the lotus platform inside his body trembled violently.

"you--"

Zhiming spat out a mouthful of golden blood and swung his stick to smash it. The seemingly ordinary iron rod came and went without a trace. Before it touched his body, the surging force that seemed to overturn the world came roaring like a wave. Come.

"town."

Shen Yi uttered one word softly and stepped forward. He clearly did not avoid it, but just before the stick fell, he passed by it and stood face to face with Zhiming.

In an instant, the fist covered with golden light hit Monk Jinguang's weakest heart heavily, and with a harsh roar, he was sent flying.

"roar!!"

Zhiming forcibly stabilized his body. He had never experienced such injustice. His eyes were bloodshot and he let out a low roar.

The gap between each calamity was insurmountable. His cultivation was clearly three calamities stronger than the opponent's. He even started with a sneak attack, but suffered several big losses in succession.

boom!

He staggered to his feet, not even wanting to take a breath, but he stepped suddenly, his straw sandals torn, and the bare soles of his feet shattered the already messy hall again. He jumped across the air, holding the long stick in his hand to his head with the force of splitting the mountain. Smash it down!

"Die!"

An enraged walker may not be able to cause the sky to collapse and the earth to split like an immortal, but the great power of this body, gathered in a stick, its terrifying momentum can still make others shudder.

The golden slurry poured out from the long stick like a surge!

When in the Yulong Sect, Ye Jing was even confident that she could fight against two true immortals, but she was swept away by the aftermath of the golden slurry.

The seventh-grade perfection, the walker's true method, can almost represent the upper limit of this realm.

"Seal."

Shen Yi raised his eyes and stared at the stick that hit him on the head, and uttered another word.

In the Ten Thousand Demons Hall, the newly collected Lingguang Rat Demon and Bear Demon were the leaders, and the other hall masters were the assistants, plus hundreds of stone-suppressing stones turned into black mist to bless the hall masters.

Star points appeared out of thin air, outlining dazzling peach blossoms.

The Tanlang Star Fighting Immortal Execution Formation!

The stick hit the peach blossom, as if it was stuck in a quagmire. Although it was still falling, it was so slow that it was visible to the naked eye.

Zhiming's face changed slightly. Where did this court official get all these tricks? Moreover, although such a large formation was not considered top-notch, it did not need to be arranged, and it could actually form a formation with one word.

"Zhiqing! Come to help!"

He finally realized that something was wrong. The idea was tricky. If he wanted to take it down quickly, he couldn't do it alone.

"Wait a minute, it will be quick."

Zhiqing responded calmly.

As soon as Shen Yi said that, Monk Zhikong swept out with a stick without hesitation. Shen Xianyou was quite experienced. Since he took action, he must have realized that there was no other solution to today's matter, so it was better to strike first.

However, they were from the same school, and their methods were almost the same. What they competed with was hard power.

The gap between the cultivation levels could not be made up by courage or perseverance.

Shen Xianyou had the upper hand, but he was holding back...

"Huh."

Zhiqing's long stick was like a downpour, and soon it forced Zhikong to retreat. The strength of the court official was beyond his expectations. In addition to the Three Tribulations Lotus Platform, he also mastered many immortal methods. If he dragged it on, he was afraid that something would go wrong.

"Junior brother... you made your own choice... Goodbye!"

Thinking of this, he looked fierce, found the right opportunity, and hit Zhikong on the shoulder with a stick, forcing him to kneel. At the same time, the stick head was like a spear, and it pierced the opponent's nose with a puff, penetrated into it, and lifted him up.

The long stick swept through the air, with a fierce momentum, and it actually wanted to cut Zhikong in half.

"..." Zhikong flew into the sky, the golden light on his body dimmed, the lotus platform in his body was full of cracks, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were blurred, and his breathing sounded like a broken gong. His mind was a little trance.

At this moment, a large net swept from behind and suddenly entangled Zhiqing's body.

"What the hell!"

He struggled unexpectedly, but found that the more he struggled, the tighter the fairy net was.

The vast ocean of water carried in it, who knew how heavy it was, all fell on him at this moment.

He lowered his head and glanced at the large net, as if recognizing something, and shouted in surprise: "How dare you, you are Qingmei's subordinate! Three immortals, dare to steal my Bodhi Sect Lotus Platform Method?!"

"How dare you be distracted!" Zhiming's stick was less than three inches away from Shen Yi's head, and the rippling golden slurry in it quickly wore away the lotus.

And at this moment, this kid actually had the mind to look elsewhere.

"Qingmei can't save you today!"

"..."

Before Zhiming finished speaking, he saw Shen Yi looking back again, and between his slightly raised sleeves, his five fingers had already clenched a small mountain the size of a palm.

That thing was obviously a fairy magic weapon.

At this moment, it fell into the hands of the young man, but it was like a brick.

The next moment, Shen Yi swung Baoyue violently and smashed it heavily on Zhiming's face. With just one blow, his skin was torn apart, his skull was shattered, and even his gums were exposed.

Zhiming didn't have time to cry out in pain, so he subconsciously let go of the stick and turned around to escape.

But he was grabbed by the neck and thrown to the ground.

Crack!

Shen Yi raised Baoshan expressionlessly and smashed it towards the smooth back of the head. Amid the dull sound of shattering, the sticky blood mixed with gold and white splashed all over his face, making his fair face a little more cruel.

Once! Two times! Three times!

It takes an extremely powerful breath to activate this Baoyue. Even if he is in the perfect realm of the True Immortal, it almost drains the silver light Cangmu in his body.

But Shen Yi seemed to be tireless, completely forgetting that there was a Zhiqing in his prime next to him.

Just keep smashing down the treasure mountain!

Until Zhiming under him had twitched slightly, he exhaled lightly, stood up slowly, and looked exhausted. Holding the mountain dripping with blood plasma, he staggered towards Zhiqing in front of him.

"..."

Whether it was the monk Zhikong lying on the ground or Ye Jing, whose breath was broken by the golden slurry in the distance, they were staring at the black-shirted figure with their pupils shrunken.

In a short period of time, the other party simultaneously revealed the way of the walker, the formation, and even the realm of the perfect immortal, as well as the immortal treasure.

What was even more terrifying was that Shen Yi used these methods in a completely unrefined way, and did whatever he wanted, and it was even impossible to tell what kind of way he was.

Ye Jing suddenly remembered Mengtou's worries at the beginning.

Worried that this new colleague would not be able to kill the disciples of the three religions.

She stared at the monk Zhiming who died tragically on the ground, and suddenly shuddered.

"Cough cough!"

Monk Zhikong coughed up blood and struggled to pick up the stick, trying to get up to help.

Just when he stood up halfway, he was pushed back by Shen Yi who was passing by.

The young man walked past him without looking sideways, leaving only a faint voice: "Take a break."

Once the same sect kills each other, it will always affect the reputation if it is spread out.

"Friend Shen...you..." Zhikong panted heavily. With his eyesight, he could naturally see how weak Shen Yi was now. Compared with himself, the other party really needed to take a break.

But it was obvious that Zhiqing would not give him this opportunity.

From the moment he saw Zhiming being thrown to the ground, the monk said nothing and began to concentrate on untying the big net on his body.

The magic weapon of Qingmei Patriarch is naturally a good thing.

But it does not mean that if you don't know the tricks to use it, just throw it out and don't give too much breath blessing, you can trap a disciple of Bodhi Sect to death.

Even if it carries the ocean, Zhiqing happens to be a walker who is good at physical body!

He leaned forward slightly, and the thin gauze seemed like a heavy shackle, which he unloaded on the ground breathlessly.

"Official officer, you seem to be in a bad condition."

Monk Zhiqing was sweating profusely, but a smile appeared on his face. He opened his mouth and showed a mouthful of white teeth.

With only the cultivation of the Three Tribulations Lotus Platform, plus the consumption of most of the True Immortal's aura, it might not be enough to take him down.

"Well, well, I should be the only one to enjoy the Dragon and Tiger Sutra."

He stared at the approaching black-shirted young man, and his smile suddenly showed a strong ferocious intent. The stick in his hand swept through the air like thunder, and slashed it fiercely!

Shen Yi did not avoid or give way, and smashed the treasure mountain in his hand in the same fierce way.

This blow directly drained the remaining aura in the Cangmu.

The light on the treasure mountain burst out, and with a click, the stick was broken.

Zhiqing seemed to have seen that this thing was extraordinary. He had already stepped back a few steps in advance, discarded the stick to relieve the force, and used his arms like hammers to move across!

Such a simple move, under the blessing of the Six Tribulations Lotus Platform, is a real killing move!

Shen Yi turned over and stood up, still without any avoidance, and smashed the monk's arms with a whip kick, and then stepped on his head with his boots domineeringly!

Boom!

Zhiqing knelt on the mat suddenly, almost being stepped on the head, but his face was not angry but happy.

He looked up with his face sideways, and laughed hoarsely: "It seems that it's really no good."

The force coming from his arms was fierce, but it was limited to the scope of the Three Tribulations Walker.

As he spoke, Zhiqing slowly exerted force and pushed the boots up bit by bit.

"I will extract your soul... and torture you to find out the Dragon and Tiger Sutra... and sacrifice the lives of my two fellow disciples..."

When he thought that the Dragon and Tiger Fruition was about to be obtained, he finally couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, Zhiqing noticed that Shen Yi's expression was still so calm and indifferent, and he was not moved at all.

"I said it."

"I am an official."

Listening to the words ringing in his ears, Zhiqing's face was slightly stunned.

Of course he knew that the other party was an official, otherwise he would not be able to fight against himself with the power of three disasters and be completely unaffected by the imperial aura.

But what is the point of saying this now.

I hope that I will let him go because I am afraid of his status as an official?

Wait!

Zhiqing's face changed suddenly. In his sight, Shen Yi also smiled, and his neat and white teeth looked so cold.

The next moment, a vast force that was not inferior to the perfection of the True Immortal poured from his arms!

In the case of a stalemate between the two, such a sudden force will have a crushing effect.

Wrong! All wrong!

Zhiqing's eyes were bloodshot and he wanted to shout, but the sudden spiritual energy of heaven and earth shook his internal organs.

So this official... refers to the fucking immortal official!

Crack——

Zhiqing knelt under the golden statue of the dragon and tiger arhat with his five limbs prostrated on the ground. The place where the head used to be was replaced by a long boot, and the ground was covered with blood and broken bones.

The futon was separated from the altar

The monk seemed to be kneeling on the golden statue.

However, between him and the golden statue, there was a black shirt slightly raised, and Shen Yi stood with his hands down.