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Chapter 27 Gathering of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism (seeking a monthly ticket)(1/2)

The fierce battle dyed the entire snowy plateau red. In the entire plateau, the Kingdom of God was destroyed, almost half of the country was completely shrouded in the shouts of killing and fire.

Chu Qing walked out of the void and sat cross-legged on a bloody land. The excessive noise here did not affect Chu Qing's mood.

"Oh." Chu Qing shook his head slowly, "Since ancient times, there have been rise and fall, and I don't know what these people are fighting for. That emperor has eternal ages, but there are no imperial dynasties for generations."

Above his head, several figures that were extremely powerful were fighting each other. Their strength was so strong that they could break the void with just one-sided steps. The space was constantly collapsed. During the whole process, everyone looked cold. Although they were almost one-sided battles, the Snow Country was still struggling to resist.

Obviously, they do not want to give up this foundation of Snow Country.

Chu Qing also sighed slightly, but did not take action.

The setting sun was like blood, shining on the frost of the snow country, with a bloody halo.

Every ice and snow wall almost condensed into blood lumps, which was extremely terrifying and shining in the sun.

The sun was falling, like the snow country now. Chu Qing mobilized his mental power to look at the sky, but he didn't know when the battle would be fought.

The endless battles kept ringing fiercely above the entire Snow Country. The strength of the Snow Country was naturally pale in comparison to the Qin Dynasty. Chu Qing didn't know what to do to make them stop, so he simply did nothing.

After a little bit of his mind, Chu Qing didn't care much about Shang Rifan and Jiang Li. Except for these two people, Chu Qing would not care whoever fell on the field.

Chu Qing can't stop ordinary people's fights. In other words, you can stop them once or twice. Unless the Qin Dynasty is destroyed, such disputes will be inevitable.

There is nothing right or wrong. The changes and alternation of dynasties are like the cycle of four seasons. You are sitting on your butt hot, but maybe not long after, this position will not be yours.

Therefore, Chu Qing didn't care so much about the powerful void above except for the two.

In the Snow Country, it is a matter of time to collapse, and even at this time, Jiang Li never passed a letter to Xuanmen.

Chu Qing didn't know what to say, at least, his courage was commendable.

The battle lasted for three days. When Chu Qing was drowsy, the first Void Powerful Man fell down!

Endless blue feathers fell, and scarlet blood rain continued to flash between heaven and earth.

It dripped on Chu Qing's lips, and Chu Qing pursed it, a sweet and fishy smelled into her mouth and nose. Suddenly, her mind was filled with a spicy and disgusting turbid air.

"A person dies like a lamp that goes out, but bad luck comes uninvited." A voice resounded in Chu Qing's ears, causing Chu Qing's heart to move slightly.

"Come?" Chu Qing said slowly, "A generation of the world's demon king has fallen like this now. Daqin just dispatched three people, three to five, and even won. I don't know how this is the fight."

"Haha, the Purple Winged Wolf King is indeed worthy of regret, but since he has been here, he should have guessed some endings. No one is unique, and no one is born and immortal. However, it is probably Xu Fu's martial arts, which is a bit strange."

Chu Qing nodded slightly, "It's indeed strange. It seems that this method is the method of the ancient clan, but there is one thing, why can the human race practice the ancient clan's martial arts?" Chu Qing said slowly.

"Who knows, I'll talk about him later."

After saying that, a huge figure walked over in front of Chu Qing, and the six-foot-foot-glazed golden body exuded great oppression.

"The strength of Old Monk Mingshan..." Chu Qing pondered for a moment, "This is going to go against the sky!"

The old monk Mingshan ranks seventh on the Heavenly List. He is only under the Master, and is considered the fourth master of the human race. He relies on the Pure Land method of his predecessors to create a series of martial arts in the palm of the Buddha, glass gold body, and other techniques. Although his reputation is not obvious, he is definitely an admirable existence in the circle of the top strong people.

Mysterious and powerful, which makes people even more afraid.

Even Chu Qing was slightly surprised when he felt the strength of the old monk Mingshan.

Master, be wise and kind.

Chu Qing felt that these two people were not a good deal of fuel. Now, this feeling has become deeper.

"The genius of the times is really enviable. Like the Human Emperor back then, he is so talented that he is a dog. However, in terms of realm and cultivation speed, he is a genius who has crushed his life." Chu Qing sighed slowly.

A special force that has reached its extreme is called the power of faith. Like the Master, he has opened up his own system!

The old monk Mingshan ascended to the sky, and his form was reversed instantly.

In this way, wouldn’t the three families gather together?

It is hard for Chu Qing not to think so. Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have always been the mainstream!

The founders of the three families are almost all here now!

From the beginning, Long Yao, Xu Fu, Bai Qi, the three palace masters of the Demon Emperor Palace were fighting against each other, and even the wolf king completely fell. Now, Ming Shan was alone, fighting against the three!

Doesn’t this mean that Old Monk Mingshan>Long Yao+Bai Qi+Xu Fu>Snow Demon Beast+Demon Emperor Palace Master!

When Mingshan was fighting, others couldn't get in.

The glazed gold body has three heads and six arms, all of which are purple-milled gold bodies. The body is like glazed glass, and it is pure and clean, neither increasing nor decreasing.

Holding the six arms respectively, Bodhi Shishi Tree, Flower and Lotus Umbrella, Feng Nie Chess Board, Fishing Drum...

And, six kinds of treasures are used to exert absolute strength in the hands of the Glazed Golden Body.

The four people on the side couldn't help but feel a little scared. Several of them looked at each other. With the old monk Mingshan dragging him here, they could also let go of the battle.

The preferred target is naturally the relatively weakest Long Yao.

boom!!

Four powerful people in the void realm moved together, and with one blow, Long Yao fell down instantly.

No matter how powerful Long Yao is, he has not broken through to the void realm after all, and it is only comparable. Several powerful people in the void realm are enough to let Long Yao die back and forth!

Chu Qing's figure moved and gently hugged Long Yao who had fallen down.

"teacher?"

"Am I dreaming?"

This was Long Yao's last consciousness, and then he fainted.

Chu Qing shook her head gently, and the silver needle in her hand instantly penetrated her body and penetrated into the acupoints around Long Yao. Not only did she open up the acupoints and inject spiritual energy, Chu Qing even helped her slowly repair her injuries and nourish her meridians.

After taking a glance, Jiang Li was commanding the strong men of the Snow Country on the city tower above. Chu Qing could see clearly that it was the prince of the Dark Elf clan.

As for Shang Rifan, Chu Qing used his eyesight. Shang Rifan was standing in the void, with one hand Tai Chi diagram and the other hand, the stone tablet, quietly looking at the void in front of him.

What is in the void?

This question made everyone very scared to think about it carefully.

He clearly has strong strength, but if he joins the battlefield, he will definitely be like a destruction. Now, he has no movement at all. He just stands there quietly, as if it is a sculpture.

"My friend Shang, you can deal with these two, I'll do the one above." Old monk Mingshan said with a smile while fighting.

Shang Rifan thought for a while and nodded slightly, "Then I'll trouble Buddha."

"There is no trouble or trouble. I just responded to the invitation of the Lord of Xuanmen and did things for others." Old monk Mingshan laughed and shook his arm, shaking his two people in front of him.

Bai Qi and Xu Fu both looked at each other. Is the difference so outrageous?

They are both in the void realm, but they are tied together, and they are not this opponent?

Is there such a big gap in the rankings of the sky?

Shang Rifan is eighth and Buddha is seventh. Both of them are ten.

Even so, it is not as outrageous as it is. The two of them are stronger than ordinary voids!

If one fights three, the Master's strength may be like this.

After changing into Shang Rifan, Shang Rifan looked at the two of them disdainfully, and went to war without saying anything!

"I changed another person who is less than the void realm. Do you look down on us both!"

The two of them couldn't help but feel a little angry.

However, when they saw Shang Rifan's eyes, both of them were shocked!

Innate reincarnation pupils, Shang Rifan?

The two of them were convinced by the eyes. Although they hadn't seen Shang Rifan in recent years, Bai Qi had really seen him sixty years ago, but the changes were a bit big...

Since they were disciples of the Lord of Xuanmen, the two of them put aside their contempt. No matter what, the Xuanmen lineage should still respect it.

Chu Qing continued to treat Long Yao's injuries, while also silently paying attention to the movements above.

The two peerless strong men stood happily, their sleeves without wind, and stood together, as if they were two huge mountains that made people admire them.

"I have heard of the reputation of my husband for a long time. However, you are not afraid of damaging your moral character in this battle. You are in vain to read poetry and books and learn sages. Don't you know that compared to all things, people are detrimental to their shortcomings." said the old monk Mingshan.

"It's you, you were born as the guardian of the Great Qin Dynasty. The Great Qin treats you well. Instead, you have to be kind and revenge!" The Master's voice resounded in the heart of Old Monk Mingshan, making Old Monk Mingshan's mind swaying for a moment and it was difficult for him to stand firm.

"The karma of devils is practice. If we monks don't live for ourselves, can't we live for others?" said the old monk Mingshan, "I have done too many things for the Qin Dynasty. Now, there is no dragon battle in this world, only Hanging Temple, Monk Mingshan!"

The sky is blue, and the Master's figure stands in the sky, and the whole person is like a random cloud floating.

White and pure, as if there is no air, the affinity has reached its peak. Even if you just stand there, it will make people feel like spring breeze.

As for the other side, there is a strong golden light, showing its sharpness!

Everything seemed to be destined in the dark.

There must be a battle between the two!

On Shang Rifan's side, the Tai Chi diagram trembled and took the attacks of the two without hesitation, making them feel like they were in a mud.

One person is fighting against two voids. Even Shang Rifan is feeling a little difficult now. When he was fighting against the Five Spirits Gods, that was the beginning. Now his cultivation has reached the peak of the Golden Elixir. One step away from being able to completely enter the realm of Dharma phase, and his strength will naturally increase.

Although I beat two people, it would only be four or six without turning on the reincarnation pupil.

However, as long as he holds it back and tries not to distract them from doing other things, he will be content.
To be continued...
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