Rebirth Dominator

The long sword was pulled out from Huan Ming's chest, and Taoist Qingyun seemed to be using too much force, so he took a few steps back and leaned against the white stone railing.

The black hair that was originally tied by the hairpin was scattered and messy on the shoulders. Coupled with the blood on Tao Qingyun's Taoist robe, and the ferocious face, it looked even more terrifying and gloomy.

With the drawing of the long sword, the blood splashed all over the ground, dyeing the sacred altar of worshiping heaven red. The blood flowed along the gullies between the stone slabs, and spread along the corpse, like a big red flower.

After Huan Ming died, Taoist Qingyun opened his mouth and sucked it in. The golden talisman conceived in Huan Ming's body turned into a set of golden clouds and was swallowed by Taoist Qingyun in one gulp.

Immediately, he saw that Taoist Qingyun's mana had grown a little stronger, and even golden lights emanated from his body.

And within his soul, an illusory golden talisman was gradually taking shape.

"Tick tock!"

"Tick tock!"

Taoist Qingyun dragged his long sword, and blood continued to flow down the edge of the sword.

Just walking to the steps of the altar of offering sacrifices to heaven, Taoist Qingyun staggered and fell to his knees.

"Clang!"

The long sword also fell to the ground together, making a soft cry.

Taoist Qingyun fell on the ground, his shoulders trembling constantly.

After a long time, he slowly got up.

The moment he stood up, there was no emotion in his eyes anymore, his indifference was like a stone, and like a cloud in the sky, rising high.

"If I'm not kind!"

"Slaughter all those who prevent me from becoming enlightened!"

Taoist Qingyun, with disheveled hair, walked down the steps of the altar of worship step by step.

"Ants!"

"Ants!"

"They're all ants!"

One step at a time, with blood on the footprints.

After turning a few steps, at the bottom, two disciples were yawning with flashlights in hand. They were waiting for Taoist Qingyun's disciples.

Suddenly seeing the sound, the two dozing disciples stood up straight.

"Welcome master to come down the mountain!" The two respectfully bowed and cupped their hands, saluting Taoist Qingyun who was going down the mountain.

The figure walked down slowly, but this time it stopped in front of the two of them. A disciple raised his head without understanding the situation. In the past, Taoist Qingyun would walk back directly, and the two of them were walking behind them. , why this time?

But just as he raised his head, he met Taoist Qingyun's cold gaze.

After being so frightened, he immediately found that Taoist Qingyun was covered in blood, and he was holding a long sword in his hand. At this moment, the long sword was stained with blood and was still dripping down.

"ah!"

Before he could utter a scream, he saw Taoist Qingyun strike with his long sword and seal his throat with it.

"Master! Master!"

"No!"

The other person wanted to run, Taoist Qingyun swung his long sword across, and the light of the sword came out through the edge of the sword, slashing across his neck.

Only saw the head fall down, the body was still running, and after running seven or eight steps, it stopped, knelt down on the ground, and threw itself down.

After the two died, a golden light gushed out of their bodies, and rushed into Taoist Qingyun's body.

Taoist Qingyun had no expression on his face, he stepped over the headless corpse, without looking directly at the young man who was dying and his wide-open eyes, and walked towards the temple.

The lights were on in the temple, and most of the disciples had already rested at this moment, the rest were chanting scriptures in the main hall, some practiced together in a quiet room, and some disciples who were punished were copying scriptures in the side hall.

When Taoist Qingyun walked in, the two disciples who were guarding the door were pierced through their heads by two sword lights before they raised their heads, and immediately fell to the ground dead.

A boy who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old was holding three goats to watch Taoism. The scroll in his hand fell to the ground, stained red and soaked with blood.

Daoist Qingyun held a long sword, walked through the dark front yard, and broke into the hall.

At this moment, the oil lamps in the main hall were still on, and under the faint light, more than a dozen people were still chanting sutras.

At this moment, a forty-year-old Taoist turned his head, and at a glance, he saw Taoist Qingyun walking in like a ghost, covered in blood, holding a blood-colored talisman sword.

"Watch... the Lord?"

"You... what's wrong with you?"

The horrified cry caused everyone to turn their heads and look behind them at the same time.

"Guardian?"

"Blood... blood! That's blood!"

"What's going on here? Guanzhu?"

"What happened?"

At this moment, Taoist Qingyun, with disheveled hair and shining magic sword, stepped over the threshold of the hall, dripping blood dripping on the threshold.

He raised his head and looked at everyone in the hall with cold eyes.

Everyone who met his eyes instantly felt that those gazes were carrying the bitter cold wind of winter, freezing them instantly, and their whole bodies trembled involuntarily.

"run!"

"Run!"

"It's not right!"

Immediately, someone felt something was wrong and wanted to escape from here, but before they could move their legs, they saw a flash of sword light penetrating their bodies.

Taoist Qingyun stepped up, turned his long sword, and in an instant, more than a dozen people in the hall lost their heads and died on the spot.

More than a dozen corpses fell in the hall, blood spattered the hall, the corpses knocked over the candlesticks, and stained the statue of the patriarch red.

Taoist Qingyun carefully wiped the statue of the patriarch with his robe, raised his head, and looked longingly at the statue of Chongyunzi.

"Only me, only me!"

"It is the ancestor disciple who accepts the inheritance!"

"You ants, how can you insult my inheritance!"

"Today! Get rid of all these disciples who have insulted the mountain gate!"

At this time, outside the main hall, groups of disciples rushed over, broke into the main hall, and immediately collapsed to the ground in fright.

All I could see in the main hall was densely covered with corpses and blood flowed horizontally.

And their master and patriarch, who was currently wiping the statue of the patriarch, looked back, with a pair of strange eyes, which made everyone feel endless killing intent.

He saw that his clothes were covered with blood, and the bloody sword in his hand had already indicated what had happened in the palace.

The disciples blocking the door were frightened and frantically backed away, fleeing outside.

"Grandfather is crazy!"

"Master is crazy!"

There was shouting and shouting outside, and everyone shouted crazily at a loss, and the entire Sanyang Temple fell into chaos.

"Killed! Killed!" A disciple who had just put on his clothes turned pale with fright, and even lost his shoes.

"The patriarch is possessed by an evil spirit! Kill people everywhere!"

"Grandfather is bewitched!"

Qingyun walked out of the hall, brushed the edge of the magic sword with his fingers, and a spiritual light shot up into the sky immediately, and penetrated into the sky.

A wave of fluctuations rose up, and the Taolin Spiritual Formation outside activated instantly, covering the entire Sanyang Temple, wrapping the Sanyang Temple tightly.

At this moment, Sanyang Guan was completely sealed and turned into a dead place.

Taoist Qingyun stepped out of the main hall and out of the courtyard, killing anyone he saw, his swordsmanship was fierce and resolute, leaving no room for trouble.

With a wave of his hand, the talisman sprang up, and the entire Sanyang Temple fell into despair and terror. Everyone was running away from Taoist Qingyun, trying to escape to the outside, but the entire Sanyang Temple was sealed , they cannot escape.

Wherever they passed, sword lights and talismans sprang up, and the disciples of Sanyang Temple kept falling down one by one.

And many disciples fell down, and immediately a golden talisman light appeared on their bodies, which merged into Taoist Qingyun's body.

I only saw that the golden light in Daoist Qingyun's body was getting stronger and stronger, and even came out through his body. In the endless slaughter, Taoist Qingyun looked more and more miraculous, and his whole person seemed to gradually become a fairy in the killing, and turned into the legend. like a fairy.

Some disciples realized the spiritual art from the golden talisman, or the disciples who had practiced earlier tried to resist Taoist Qingyun, but no one could resist under Taoist Qingyun's sword.

"Master! Master! Don't kill me!"

"I am your apprentice!"

A disciple who was quite close on weekdays knelt on the ground and begged bitterly, but he still couldn't withstand the sword piercing his chest. Before he died, he still didn't believe that this was his master, who was so resolute and ruthless.

"Master, let me go, let me go, I won't dare again!"

"Let me go down the mountain, let me go down the mountain!"

The young disciple leaned against the wall and howled and cried, and then saw the sword light flashing across, the whole body was cut in half, and a big blood splashed against the wall.

Through the courtyard, through the corridor, through the backyard, through the side hall, Taoist Qingyun went up and killed all the way.

From top to bottom, the white Taoist robe was dyed blood red, and the original color could no longer be seen. At this moment, even Taoist Qingyun's hair and eyes had turned blood red, and his face and eyes were bloody.

Standing on top of the corpses, the whole person turned into an evil ghost from the deepest part of the nether world.

Daoist Qingyun slaughtered his three goats with a dharma sword, leaving no one alive, and the blood flowed all over the ground, converging into a river.

Until the last sound subsided, the entire Sanyang Temple became silent, and no sound could be heard anymore.

In the past, the bustling and noisy Sanyang Temple was completely reduced to a dead zone.

Taoist Qingyun walked through the Sanyang Temple like a lonely ghost, corpses were everywhere, the Taoist temple was stained with blood, and even the sky was filled with an evil spirit of blood.

He stood in the front yard, with corpses under his feet, and every step he took, he stepped on the corpses.

He just stood on top of layers of corpses, looking up at the sky.

At this moment, the bright moon in the sky was still there, and the brilliance projected on him, making him unable to help but close his eyes.

On the blood-red face, a little quiet calmed down, spread his hands, and opened his mouth wide!

"Ah!" A roar shook the entire Huangyang Mountain.

Hundreds of golden talismans turned into light, gathered on Taoist Qingyun's body, condensed into a grain of Qinghua talisman, broke through the mundane world, cultivated Qi and built a foundation.

Forged into a seed of the avenue.

"Go to rest! Go to rest!"

"What is there to miss in this mortal world!"

"Dust off the dust! Cultivate the Immortal Dao Fruit!"

Daoist Qingyun turned into a golden light, jumped into the clouds, and disappeared like a fairy.

A few days later, on the night of the full moon, the gate of gods and demons in Antarctica opened.

A golden light fell into it and disappeared!

PS: Monthly ticket plus change.

Some readers said that Taoist Qingyun changed very quickly. From the very beginning, this character was set as a character who did not follow the moral law.

This time when he entered the mountain and sea world, people like him would not dare to enter if he was not sure, so I think his way of entering the mountain and sea world is different from that of ordinary characters.

Su Wu estimated that it only took three chapters to write this, but this is a small supporting role, not a main supporting role like Heisha Chen Jin, there are a lot of three chapters, it is impossible to write a long story to introduce his changes and transformation, It would be more annoying for everyone to watch.

Sorry for the poor writing.