Immortality Cultivation Era

Stars in the sect.

Countless people turned their faces and looked at the sky.

"That is?"

Someone is at a loss.

Someone was shocked.

Although they don't know what happened now, they can feel that a horrible air is spreading.

Some people think that this horrible air machine is very harmonious, such as the warm sun in the winter.

But for a small group of people, when they perceive this temperament, they suddenly feel that every pore in their body conveys a pain that is unclear, as if... thousands Thousands of needles pass through each of their pores.

Especially Zhou Zongzhu and the Lotus elders.

They felt the murderous murder most directly.

As a result, Zhou Zongzhu did not dare to move.

Together, the two men looked toward Liu Zhongyi, who was suspended in the air and shrouded in the whole body.

Xia Shengtang also looked at the past and frowned.

"Mr. Liu?" Xia Wei’s face was wrong. "What is going on?"

"I don't know." Guanshan old man said, "But his cultivation has suddenly increased, some..."

"What is it?"

"Somewhat terrible." Guanshan old man said with a smile.

He is very clear that Liu Zhongyi's air machine does not lock himself.

Even so, he felt a bit of panic.

Like an ordinary person, standing on a high place looking at a mighty tiger.

Even if I understand in my heart, the tiger can't hurt myself, but even if I just look at it, I will be afraid.

Now, the old people in Guanshan have experienced more than this.

The screams in the mountains have come and gone.

Hundreds of people, through this moment, were worn by pine needles.

The life of a strip of human life is like the golden rice of autumn, harvested by the roaring harvester.

Some people even lost their chances of screaming.

And a figure is moving fast through the woods.

The other big master of the Jiuyang ancestry was full of fear on his face.

Although he would like to escape with the people in his martial art, he understands very well that this moment can not be delayed, even if it is more than one sentence, he may be murdered on the spot.

Even now, he does not feel that he has escaped from the danger zone.

For him, the place deep in his place is simply the place where the gates of **** are opened.

When he noticed the horrible air, the blood in the body seemed to solidify instantly. What he could feel was the chill and the coldness.

The sweat on the forehead is falling like a raindrop, and the clothes on the body are soaked with sweat and tightly attached to the skin. At this time, he naturally cannot care about how uncomfortable this is. People who are dying have thoughts for themselves. Pick the pattern on the shroud?

Suddenly, he snorted and the speed of his escape slowed down as if there was a force that limited him.

"Let... let me go." The guardian from Jiuyangzong, who has been trained as a master, has been in a state of reconciliation with the Jinyun Emperor. The person is in the eye, but now he just wants to live, as for rebellion... Don’t make trouble, from the beginning to the present, he never thought about whether he should fight against anything, the kind of pressure, the person who did not realize it will always I don't understand, what is called despair from the depths of the soul, like an ant, even if the muscles are extremely strong, you can lift things ten times more than your own body, and you can't possibly be with a human. If you are willing to do so, if you want to urinate, you can let him feel what it means to be a flood.

When I said these three words, the spirit of his body was also drained in an instant. It seems that the three words, each one has a weight of tens of thousands.

Sitting on the ground, looking up, watching a beam of light fall, a bang, the moment of the radiance shines, the surrounding trees are all turned into powder.

"The place of Confucianism, is it so terrible?" Lou Zhoutian squinted and looked at Liu Zhongyi in the air. At this time, his blood began to boil, although with his current strength, from the realm of Confucianism There is still a long way to go, but it feels good to feel a little.

Moreover, he understood what Liu Zhongyi said before.

Liu Zhongyi said that he did this not entirely for high songs.

Others may find it difficult to understand.

But Zhou Zhoutian knew it in his heart.

Abandoning 50 years of Yangshou as a high song to sweep the enemy and assume the responsibility of being a teacher, this is the reason why he did this, but it is only one of them.

The second is because the building has touched the threshold of Confucianism in the past, but it always feels that something is missing. But now I can see Liu Zhongyi, who is holding the stars and the stars, and gradually realizes in his heart, just like there is one. The sun shines through the thick haze and falls into the heart.

And the third, perhaps Liu Zhongyi, in order to let his thoughts pass.

Some things, Liu Zhongyi feels that he should have done it long ago. It’s just that, it’s been so many years, but fortunately, it’s not too late.

Only by wanting to understand this, Liu Zhongyi can abandon this 50-year life.

otherwise……

I really think that everyone is qualified to make such an exchange with the saints?

Will the sage take care of who you are?

It was a beam of light that fell from the sky. This time, it fell to Wu Bingbing accurately and without error.

The high song quickly retreated, but it also frowned. When he realized that Liu Zhongyi was standing at high altitude, his face suddenly became wonderful.

"teacher?"

Liu Zhongyi seems to have heard the call of Gaoge, looking at him with a smile, his eyes clear, he raised his hand and wrote a "诛" in the air, and this "诛" word also turned into a golden light, vertical Fall into the singer.

"Sacred people give words?" Nothing on the field, Lu Qing was a little shocked.

"What is the saint's word?" asked Xie Fangyou.

Although he is the ancestor of Xie's family, he may have to talk about some things in the cultivation of the immortal world. He may not know that Lu Qing knows much. There is no way. Thanks to the release of the tour itself is not a pure cultivation of immortals, others are all martial. He is admitted to the doctor.

"Oh, with the slogan left by this saint, I am afraid that even if it is the ancient martial arts, even the cultivators above the ancient martial arts, if you want to deal with the singer, you have to measure it. Only this one The word, afraid of exhausting his literary grace." Xuantian real people stood up, sighed, and in the direction of Liu Zhongyi, bowed his hand.

Lu Qing and others also stood up and directed Liu Ziyi to hold disciples.

The doubts of Xie Teng's face.

Lu Qing coughed and said: "Although I don't know what method he used to let himself enter this Confucian sacred realm, he can even be regarded as a pseudo-holy, but this strength and morality are indeed here, listen to me, There is nothing wrong with worshipping."

Xie Teng quickly nodded, and some reluctantly, when the ceremony, it was very perfunctory.

As for the other cultivators, although they didn't figure out what was going on, they still understood it according to the gourd painting. Seeing Tianshizong's Xuantian real people doing this, where are they still hesitating?