Chapter 1,338

Six powerful men in the realm of life and death appeared at the same time. They each stood far away from Lin Zhen and expressed their attitudes very clearly.

Immediately, there were exclamations of surprise. This scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

No one could have imagined that the six super sects would all side with the Sword Sect.

Everyone in the Xuantian Sect had a strange look in their eyes, and they looked extremely nervous.

Originally, Zhuge Qingyun shouted loudly to Lin Zhen, which made people feel that there was not much suspense about the matter here, and Jian Zong had to hand over the person if he didn't want to.

Unexpectedly, the other six super sects of the eight major sects in the ancient region actually stood up at the same time, and the situation was instantly reversed.

In the eyes of everyone, no matter how strong Zhuge Qingyun is, he can never defeat one against six.

On the turbulent sea, Lin Zhen stood up slowly with a long sword in his hand, his body slowly accumulating.

"This is such a grand occasion."

Zhuge Qingyun glanced at him and sarcastically said: "How could I be so virtuous and capable that I actually let you all join forces to deal with me at the same time!"

He really didn't expect that all the other super sects would side with Lin Zhen.

He had seen these people approaching before and thought that these people also wanted to take advantage of the source of the Great Sage.

Unexpectedly, a covenant was reached beforehand.

"Almsgiver Zhuge is worthy of being the most outstanding disciple of Tian Xuanzi. In just over ten years, he has grown to this stage. Xuantian Sect has a successor!" The old monk of Jingang Temple, bathed in Buddha's light, looked at Zhuge Qingyun.

said the voice.

There is nothing false in what he said. The strength that the other party showed just now is indeed worthy of his reputation.

"Master, what do you want to say?"

Zhuge Qingyun said with a smile on his face, rather playfully.

The old monk said softly: "I don't want to be an enemy of the donor, and the Vajra Temple has no intention of fighting with the Xuantian Sect."

Zhuge Qingyun had no expression on his face and said calmly: "Then disperse and don't interfere in my affairs."

"Amitabha."

The old monk recited the Dharma chant but did not retreat.

"Zhuge Qingyun, the matter is already here, why do you have to force it?"

The powerful man in the life and death realm of Leihuo Sect looked at Zhuge Qingyun and said slowly, he was an old man in purple clothes, he was quite old and had extremely profound cultivation.

There was an extremely terrifying thunderstorm surrounding him, but when he looked at Zhuge Qingyun, he didn't mean to take it lightly.

"We have reached an agreement beforehand. No matter which family obtains the source of the Great Sage, everyone else must help. Zhuge Qingyun, I hope you can understand." The gray-haired old man carrying a long sword in Tiandao Pavilion immediately spoke.

, looked at Zhuge Qingyun with equally solemn eyes.

If we can avoid fighting, it would undoubtedly be best to force Zhuge Qingyun back.

His strength is too terrifying, and he already has a hint of invincibility in the realm of life and death, which makes people quite fearful.

"That's it for now. You are very strong, but if we join forces, you don't have any chance." The middle-aged man in Jinyi with extraordinary bearing spoke at the Jade Villa.

Several people wanted to use force to force Zhuge Qingyun to retreat.

Everyone else in the distance also felt that the turmoil 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 big boss in the life and death realm next to Lin Zhen couldn't help but become nervous.

"Several of them are my predecessors, and they are more than a thousand years old. They are also famous in the ancient and ancient areas. You have no hostility to me. I have no hostility to you, including Elder Lin Zhen."

Zhuge Qingyun said that the smile was still decreasing, but there was a lot of mockery in his eyes: "But just watch it next to it, you have to jump out and mix such things. Are you really not afraid that Zhuge Qingyun will kill you?

"

boom!

His voice fell, his face became cold instantly, and a murderous madness burst.

The other people have a slightly changeable look, and the eyes flashed in the eyes. The arrogance of Zhuge Qingyun far exceeds everyone.

In this situation, the temper has not changed at all.

Zhuge Qingyun's smile disappeared at all, and said coldly: "Lin Zhen was kneeling in front of me, and you dare to jump out of the way to find death, or so, you have to humiliate yourself, I am all you.

If you want to fight the wheel, I Zhuge Qingyun is accompanied to the end. "

Between heaven and earth, there are all silences, and dead breath is heavy.

Lin Zhen's color change slightly, Zhuge Qingyun is really crazy, it is impossible to reason.

"Surgery!"

Just when everyone's complexion was extremely changing, the old monk of King Kong Temple walked silently.

Well!

He stepped down, and immediately burst out under his feet. The next moment, his hands appeared directly in front of Zhuge Qingyun.

Boom!

Buddha light is like a pillar, the Buddha is like a dragon, the old monk is solemn, and his body is brilliant, just like King Kong, not angry.

The coercion of the old monk continued to skyrocket, constantly squeezing the ninecorus Xuanguang on Zhuge Qingyun.

After a while, his lips kept creeping. He was thinking about the scriptures, and there was a continuous Buddhist sound in the sky. A small scripture exuded Shenghui and fell down from the void.

But let's recite how he recite the scriptures, Zhuge Qingyun's ninecorus Xuanguang, motionless, Shenghui flows, Xuanwei is unpredictable.

Between this world, the endless seawater was almost evaporated by the Buddha.

The sky was trembling, the sea was boiling, and the void exploded.

Zhuge Qingyun shook the folding fan and smiled with a smile.

"Xuan Tianbao Jian!"

The corners of the others were twitching. The guy's Xuan Tianbao Jian, what kind of practice in the end, is really unimaginable.

"I have a word, I want to invite you, listen well."

Zhuge Qingyun's expression was indifferent, and suddenly he said: "Well! Well! What! Da! Mi! Well!"

boom!

It was the six -character mantra of the Buddhist house. In the Zhuge Qingyun, it was read with Xuan Tianbao Jian blessing.

For a moment, there was a black Buddha light that rose crazy behind him.

The old monk who is chanting the scriptures is instantly interrupted by these amazing magic sounds.

The old monk snorted, Hesh's hands, released directly, and shot it towards Zhuge Qingyun with one palm.

call!

There is a huge extremely golden Buddha palm, from the old monk behind the old monk, whistling over the sea.

The moment the palm was pushed out, the huge Buddha light overlap with his palm, and the palm he photographed was so powerful that it was incredible.

Zhuge Qingyun's color unchanged, his wrist trembled, and the folded fan flew out.

At the moment when the fan flew out, he also greeted him in one palm. His palm became as long as jade, as if he would break it with a light touch.

Bang!

But when the two palms collided, the old monk spit out a mouthful of blood and took three steps back with his palms.

The old monk pushed his hands to the left and right sides, and a Zen staff bathed in Buddha's light appeared. It was a thousand-marked sacred instrument, imprinted with divine patterns. When it appeared in surprise, it immediately caused exclamations of power.

King Kong Demon-Slaying Battle!

Click, click, click!

The old monk held the Zen staff with both hands and waved it out. The air in front of him collapsed like a mountain.

Zhuge Qingyun didn't panic at all. He didn't even take back the hand he waved out. He just grabbed the fallen folding fan with one move.

Put the folding fans together and flick them gently.

On the surface of the seemingly invincible Zen staff, the sacred patterns kept exploding, and the light dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How...how is this possible?"

The old monk exclaimed with surprise in his eyes.

Before he could be shocked, Zhuge Qingyun retracted his hand holding the folding fan, turned his body slightly to one side, and withdrew his left hand through the air.

Phew!

The Buddha's light on the old monk's body was torn to pieces in an instant. He spit out blood and retreated crazily.

Defeated!
To be continued...