Chapter 1338

The six powerful people in the life and death realm appeared at the same time. They each stood far beside Lin Zhen, expressing their attitudes very clearly.

Suddenly, there were screams of exclamation, and this scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

No one could have thought that all the six super sects were on the side of the Sword Sect.

The eyes of the Xuantian Sect flashed through the strange colors, and their expressions seemed extremely nervous.

Originally, Zhuge Qingyun shouted at Lin Zhen loudly, which made people feel that there was no suspense about what happened here. The Sword Sect had to hand over the person if he didn't want to hand over it.

But unexpectedly, the other six schools of the eight super sects in the ancient domain actually stood up at the same time, and the situation turned around instantly.

In the eyes of everyone, no matter how strong Zhuge Qingyun is, he will never be able to fight against six.

On the undercurrent of the sea, Lin Zhen slowly stood up holding a long sword in his hand, and gradually accumulated on his body.

“This is a big show.”

Zhuge Qingyun glanced at him and said coldly: "What kind of virtue is that I can do? I actually let you join forces and deal with me at the same time!"

He really didn't expect that the other super sects were all standing on Lin Zhen's side.

He saw these people approaching before, and he thought that these people also wanted to make the idea of ​​the Great Sage Source.

Unexpectedly, a covenant was reached beforehand.

"Zhuge Donor Zhuge is worthy of being the best disciple under Tianxuanzi's sect. In just over ten years, he has grown to this point. Xuantian Sect has successors!" The old monk from Vajra Temple, bathed in Buddha's light, looked at Zhuge Qingyun and said in a deep voice.

His words were not at all false. The strength he showed just now was indeed worthy of his reputation.

"Master, what do you want to say?"

Zhuge Qingyun smiled and said in a playful way.

The old monk whispered: "I don't want to be enemies with the donor, and Vajra Temple has no intention of confronting Xuantian Sect."

Zhuge Qingyun had a expressionless face and said lightly: "Then let go and don't interfere in my business."

"Amitabha."

The old monk chanted the Dharma name, but did not retreat.

"Zhuge Qingyun, things have come to this point, why do you have to force it?"

The powerful man from the Life and Death Realm of Leihuo Sect looked at Zhuge Qingyun and said slowly. He was an old man in purple, who was quite old and had a very deep cultivation.

There was an extremely terrifying thunderous momentum surrounding him, but his eyes at Zhuge Qingyun did not seem to be careless at all.

"We have reached an alliance beforehand. No matter which family obtains the source of the Great Sage, everyone else will have to help. Zhuge Qingyun, I hope you can understand." The gray-haired old man with a knife on the Tiandao Pavilion spoke immediately and looked at Zhuge Qingyun's eyes, which were also solemn.

If you can not fight, you will force Zhuge Qingyun to retreat, which is undoubtedly the best.

His strength is too terrifying, and he has already had a hint of invincible style in the realm of life and death, which makes people quite a bit.

"So far, you are very strong, but when we join forces, you will have no chance." Jade Villa, the middle-aged man with extraordinary temperament, spoke.

All of them wanted to use their power to force Zhuge Qingyun to retreat in the face of difficulties.

Everyone else in the distance also felt that the storm on Kuxuan Island would probably end here.

"hehe."

But Zhuge Qingyun had no intention of retreating. He just held the folding fan in his hand and smiled calmly.

He smiled calmly, but the boss of the life and death realm around Lin Zhen couldn't help but become nervous.

"A few of them are my seniors, and they are over a thousand years old together. They are also famous in the ancient realm. You are not hostile to me. I am not hostile to you at all, including Elder Lin Zhen."

Zhuge Qingyun said this, but his smile still remained unabashed, but there was a slight mockery in his eyes: "But just watch it well, I have to jump out and mix in this matter. Are you really not afraid that I, Zhuge Qingyun, will you beat you to death?"

boom!

After he finished speaking, his face suddenly became cold and a murderous aura burst into crazily.

The other people's expressions changed slightly, and a strange color flashed in their eyes. Zhuge Qingyun's arrogance was far beyond everyone's expectations.

When he reached this point, his temper had not changed at all.

Zhuge Qingyun's smile disappeared completely and said coldly: "Lin Zhen is kneeling in front of me. You dare to jump out of the way of death. Well, if you want to humiliate yourself, I will help you. Should I go together or fight on the wheel, I, Zhuge Qingyun, will accompany you to the end."

Everything in the world is silent and dead.

Lin Zhen's expression changed slightly, Zhuge Qingyun was really too crazy, and it was simply unreasonable.

"Occursed!"

Just as everyone's faces changed, the old monk from Vajra Temple walked up quietly.

Wow!

He took a step forward, and then a thousand feet of Buddha light burst out under his feet. The next moment, he folded his hands and appeared directly in front of Zhuge Qingyun.

Rumble!

The Buddha's light is like a pillar, the Buddha's power is like a dragon. The old monk's expression is solemn and his body is full of golden light, just like a vajra in the world, with power without anger.

The pressure on the old monk kept soaring, constantly squeezing the nine-colored mysterious light on Zhuge Qingyun's body.

After a while, his lips kept squirming. He was reciting scriptures, and there were continuous sounds of Buddha in the sky. Small scriptures emitted holy light and fell from the void.

But no matter how he recites the scriptures, the nine-colored mysterious light on Zhuge Qingyun's body remained unmoved, the holy light flowed, and the mysterious power was unpredictable.

The vast sea water between this world was almost evaporated by the Buddha's power.

The sky was trembling, the sea water was boiling, and cracks broke open in the void.

Zhuge Qingyun shook the folding fan, smiling and contented.

"Xuantian Treasure Mirror!"

The corners of the other people's mouths twitched. It was unimaginable how far this guy's Xuantian Baojian had cultivated.

"I have something to say, and I would like to ask you to listen carefully."

Zhuge Qingyun looked indifferent and suddenly shouted, "Om! Oh! Yes! Ba! Mi! Hum!"

boom!

That is the six-character mantra of Buddhism. In Zhuge Qingyun's mouth, he recited it with the blessing of the Xuantian treasure mirror, and the Buddha's voice turned into a demon's voice.

In an instant, a black Buddha light rose wildly behind him.

The old monk who was reciting the scriptures was instantly interrupted by such a shocking demon voice.

The old monk groaned, let go of his hands, and slapped Zhuge Qingyun with a palm.

call!

There was a huge and extremely golden Buddha palm that roared from behind the old monk thousands of miles away from the sea.

The moment the palm light was pushed out, the huge Buddha light overlapped with his palm, and the palm he slapped out instantly was incredibly powerful.

Zhuge Qingyun's expression remained unchanged, and his wrist trembled and his folded fan flew out.

The moment the fan flew out, he also met with a palm. His palm became as flawless as jade, as if it would break with a slight touch.

Bang!

But when the two palms touched each other, the old monk vomited blood and took three steps back in a row.

The old monk pushed his hands to the left and right sides, and a Zen stick bathed in Buddha's light appeared. It was a thousand-patterned holy weapon with a branded divine pattern. When it appeared, it immediately caused a burst of power to exclaim.

The King Kong Demon Slaying Battle!

Kick!

The old monk held the Zen stick in both hands and waved it out the moment he waved it, the air ahead collapsed like a mountain and a river.

Zhuge Qingyun was not panicked at all. He didn't even take back the hand he waved. He grabbed the falling folding fan with one move.

Folding fans together and gently roll them.

The surface of the seemingly invincible Zen Staff, the holy patterns kept exploding, and the light dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How is this... possible?"

The old monk exclaimed in surprise, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Without waiting for him to be shocked, Zhuge Qingyun held the folding fan and put her hand back, and turned her body slightly, and retreated from the air with her left hand.

Puchi!

The Buddha light on the old monk's body was instantly photographed, spitting out blood, and retracting wildly.

Failed!

The old monk from Vajra Temple was defeated in Zhuge Qingyun in a moment.

"I'll do it!"

The old man in purple clothes from the Thunder Fire Sect took action. The magnificent thunder behind him evolved into a talisman in the blink of an eye, just like the purple thunder fire rising slowly.

In an instant, the lightning tear the void and the flames shone in all directions.
To be continued...