After a burst of exclamation, there was a silence like death. Most of the Nascent Soul monks present could not believe their eyes. Many of the great monks released their spiritual senses and carefully investigated them. Until they could no longer find out the breath of Taoist Yun Feng, they accepted the fact that this powerful sword cultivator had fallen in shock.

Only a few late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators captured the powerful force that defeated the soul of Taoist Yunfeng at that moment, especially the late-stage Long family monks widened their eyes almost at the same time, and obviously had already identified traces of the Dragon Roar Battle Gun.

Zhen Yangzi keenly noticed the abnormality of the middle-aged beautiful woman. After a moment of thinking, he guessed some clues and secretly sent a divine thought: "Wuliang Tianzun! Great Elder, I remember that the Long family had a secret method of attacking spiritual consciousness. I wonder if Zhang Xiaochuan had just used this method?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman hesitated for a moment, and finally thought about Zhen Yangzi's profound cultivation and mysterious methods. She was a big supporter of Longyuan Island. She honestly sent her spiritual thoughts and replied: "As the real person expected, the magic spell used by Xiaochuan to attack has some way out of my Dragon Family's secret technique, but it should be derived from my Dragon Family Dragon Roar Battle Gun!"

"The Emperor Wuliang Heavenly Lord! I originally thought that this thief was just that strange poisonous smoke, so I asked Taoist Yun Feng to fight, hoping that he would use one sword to break all the methods. I didn't expect that when did he secretly learn this secret method! But I accidentally harmed the successor of the Sword Immortal!"

The elder was afraid that Zhen Yangzi would take his anger to the Long family, so he quickly sent a spiritual thought to argue: "The real person doesn't have to blame himself! I never thought that this thief could use magic to attack spiritually, otherwise he wouldn't have called Long Qi to fight!"

After all, Zhen Yangzi is a powerful man who has been practicing hard for thousands of years. How could he be indifferent? He just shook his head slightly and sighed: "It would be fine if Wuliang Heavenly Lord! It would be fine if Taoist Yun Feng was harmed, but this would damage the majesty of the Taoist sect. Moreover, this thief can use the secret method of soul attack and such a powerful and perverted physical body. It would be difficult for the existence of the early stage of the Nascent Soul to defeat him! It is naturally not difficult for us to defeat him, but by using the big to suppress the small, even if we kill this son, we will inevitably lose our reputation!"

"What the real person said is! It seems that there is still a complete solution for this matter!"

But just as Zhen Yangzi and the Great Elder were secretly communicating with their divine thoughts, more than 200 Nascent Soul Cultivators who had been silent for a long time suddenly became turbulent again.

"Zhang Xiaochuan! You thief! You are crazy and will be punished by God!"

"Everyone of the Taoist disciples was punished!"

"This thief killed someone like a thief and had fallen into the devil's way! There is no need to tell him any kindness and righteousness. Eliminating demons and defending the way is the responsibility of every cultivator!"

Although Taoist Yunfeng's previous battle inevitably aroused jealousy, and some monks secretly hoped that he would return in vain, when Xiaochuan easily completely destroyed the sword cultivator by using a way that looked so simple and crude, without any fairy-like atmosphere, and even like a scoundrel fight in the secular world, these Nascent Soul cultivators once again shared the same hatred.

Seeing everyone suddenly excited, Zhen Yangzi and the elder looked at each other meaningfully and chose to remain silent. After all, if everyone could attack them, the difficult problem in front of him would be solved.

However, Ogawa effortlessly and neatly wiped out a powerful sword cultivator, which was enough to serve as a deterrent effect in the imagination. Although these Nascent Soul cultivators cursed, no one dared to attack the first Ogawa.

Ogawa stared blankly at the faint traces left by the annihilation of the Nascent Soul in his hand, listening to the endless curses, he knew that he could not escape death today, but for some reason he did not have the sadness and reluctance he deserved. Looking back on his confusion and struggle on the road of immortality for more than a hundred years, he suddenly felt like a short moment.

All kinds of scenes in Linlin in the past kept popping up in Xiaochuan's mind. When I recall the cultivators and monsters who fell under his hands for decades, whether they deserve their sins or are completely innocent, they eventually turned into nothingness. When I die today, everything in the past will also lose its meaning.

"The so-called great way is immortal, reaching the other side. It turns out that living is the true meaning of immortal cultivation!" Suddenly, Xiaochuan raised his head and looked at the sky and said, although the voice was very light, it fell into the ears of every Nascent Soul cultivator.

In an instant, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent. There were only more than a hundred magic weapons that were still sacrificed in the air or made a roar or two. However, everyone's cultivation experiences were different, and their vision and understanding were naturally different. Although Ogawa only said the most simple truth for any cultivator, it also brought different insights to everyone.

After a moment of silence, whispers began to appear among the great monks of Nascent Soul.

"What did this devil say?"

"What is the truth about the great way of immortality, reaching the other side, and living is the truth?"

"Nonsense! Of course I heard it! What does it mean?"

"Maybe I don't want to die!"

"Hmph! This devil thinks beautifully!"

"Yes! You can't let him survive!"

......

But in addition to this, some great monks fell into deep thought in a daze.

"I didn't expect that in this situation, Zhang Xiaochuan could still understand the great way! It's a pity that I was not in his position, and although I had some insights, I couldn't understand them!"

"The line of life and death! The line of life and death is different every day! The truth is to live it!?"

"How can we survive forever? Are we going to be a demon? Is this Zhang Xiaochuan really already a demon? After becoming a demon, he will be punished by God, so how can he survive?"

......

Zhen Yangzi stared at Xiaochuan and sighed in his heart: "Wuliang Tianzun! Several great ways have appeared on this boy. It is really a rare piece of unparalleled jade! It's a pity that although his understanding is strong, he has bad luck. He shouldn't offend the Long family in the endless sea of ​​secluded seas, otherwise he might be able to break through the transformation of God!"

Perhaps it was shocked by Zhen Yangzi's inaudible sigh, or perhaps guessing his thoughts out of thin air, the great elder suddenly said inexplicably: "It is not that easy to seek the truth against the will of heaven. Among the millions of cultivators, there are few who can condense the Nascent Soul. It is not easy to talk further! You and I are not waiting for the favor of fate now. Everyone wants to survive. Maybe they can't survive depends on the opportunity!"

Zhen Yangzi gently raised his snow-white eyebrows and did not speak. The monk Zhishan next to him said, "Amitabha! The Great Elder is not us monks, why bother to attack? After all, Zhang Xiaochuan is dead in the end. It doesn't matter whether he is a gold brick or a splash of shit!"

After hearing what Monk Zhishan said, the elder frowned slightly without saying a word, but Zhen Yangzi suddenly smiled and said with a heartfelt smile: "Wuliang Tianzun! Master has great wisdom!"
Chapter completed!