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Chapter 1882: Defend my Taoism!(2/2)

Unfortunately, in a hurry, Tao Ting could only go so far.

The monks of Gu Sanji also obtained the true king's decree through the ancestral altar and knew that great changes were about to occur.

It was difficult for the Taoist court to take care of both, so they had no choice but to save themselves.

Fortunately, Gu Sanji's demon kingdom also had to protect itself and did not follow the ghost kingdom's madness, and the Taoist court was not without arrangements.

Heming Mountain.

Yintian Palace spared no effort, opened the sect formation, and all the masters came out.

Xingdao Fairy Lake.

Thunder broke out in both the Thunder Left Mansion and the Thunder Right Mansion, shaking all directions.



Master Xun was standing alone on a mountaintop north of Baishizhi, and an inspiring shout came from behind him.

"Guard my door!"

"Guard my door!"



The sound shook the world.

Master Xun looked to the north and saw the dark clouds pressing down on the city. The night was so thick that it couldn't be cleared away, and the demonic aura was soaring into the sky. He couldn't help but sigh softly, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

At this time, a ray of light flew from the distance and fell behind Zhenren Xun, revealing a young-looking Taoist priest.

The young Taoist priest bowed and saluted, and spoke quickly: "The formations in each city have been opened, and they are the horns of each other. All Taoist friends have also dispersed outside the city, and tried their best to welcome mortals into the city, but..."

The young Taoist priest showed unbearable expression and said in a strong voice: "The tide of beasts is coming. If Guifang Kingdom beats the demon drum at all costs, we will not be able to bring all the mortals into the fairy city..."

"Do your best and obey destiny."

Master Xun said calmly.

This statement sounds cold, but it is actually a helpless move.

The incident happened suddenly, the demon has made a desperate move, and the Taoist sect cannot save itself, so how much power does it have left to save the mortals?

The young Taoist priest's lips moved slightly, but he stopped talking.

Master Xun noticed it, frowned and shouted: "Hesitating, what else do you have to say!"

The young Taoist priest's heart skipped a beat and he knelt down on one knee, "I'm sorry for your rudeness, but why haven't you seen the true king for so long?"

Zhenren Xun snorted coldly, "How can Zhenjun move so lightly!"

Before he finished speaking, Master Xun suddenly felt something. He suddenly raised his head and saw two white rainbows flying out of the Moon Palace.

In the white rainbow, there were actually two sword shadows, one from the south and one from the north, slashing towards Niehai and Nieyuan respectively.

At this moment, within the Four Rules, both monks and demon cultivators could see the shadows of these two swords that seemed to split the sky.

Master Xun looked at the sword shadow flying towards the north, only to see the sword shadow flying in the sky. He moved his eyes to the fullest, but could not see clearly the true form of the sword shadow.

He knew in his heart that this was the reason why the sword intention contained in the sword shadow was too powerful, and he couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

The shadow of the sword was clearly not slashing at him, it was just whizzing past from high in the sky. He actually felt a trace of palpitations and fear, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

He had seen the True Lord take action before, and this was the first time he felt like this.

"What is the realm of this sword-wielding master? Is his cultivation level higher than that of the two masters?"

Master Xun had already heard about Master Zhijian from Zhenjun, but he did not expect that this man's strength was so amazing.

'call out!'

The shadow of the sword flew out of the sky and flew into the evil plain.

The drums in Guifang Kingdom's Great Holy Mansion sounded like thunder, one after another, extremely fast.

Deep in the Nie Yuan, roars continued continuously.

Countless ferocious figures were carried southward by the demonic clouds, and the mountain peak where Master Xun was located was right in front of the beast tide.

Master Xun's eyes revealed a divine light, and his sight penetrated the demonic clouds.

There is a terrifying aura behind the beast tide, approaching at a very fast speed. It is a ferocious beast of the True Lord level.

Monks who have participated in the battle of Gu Sanji Jidan will feel familiar with it, it is the ferocious beast that transformed into gray lightning.

The ferocious beast was attracted by the demon drum and was injured by the true king. Apparently, he did not learn his lesson and started to cause trouble again.

Facing the ferocious beast of the True Lord level, even though Master Xun's cultivation level was only lower than that of the True Lord, he still couldn't suppress the tension in his heart. He clenched his fists and watched the movement of the sword shadow.

The sword shadow seemed to sense the aura of this ferocious beast, shifted slightly, and flew towards here across the air.

While flying high in the sky, the tip of the sword showed its sharp edge. When it flew towards the demonic cloud, the shadow of the sword had already left a thousand feet of sword light in the void.

The sword light slashed diagonally towards Yaoyun.

Wherever it passed, the demonic cloud dissipated, and countless ferocious beasts died, without the power to resist.

The earth is dyed red with animal blood.

The sword light broke through the beast tide, and its momentum was not exhausted. It struck the center of the gray lightning impartially.

'boom!'

The sword light suddenly cut a crack from the center of the gray lightning, as if it was going to penetrate the lightning.

"Ouch!"

A shrill scream came from the gray lightning.

The next moment, the gray lightning solidified and broke off, and a ferocious beast shaped like a dace and carp fell out of the void. It screamed and flew back, splattering blood across the sky.

Master Xun's eyes widened in disbelief. A mere shadow of a sword had wounded a ferocious beast of the True Lord level with just one strike.

After the sword strike, the roar of the beasts in Niyuan suddenly became much lower.

The shadow of the sword hangs upside down in the sky, its sharp edge clearly visible, and the demonic cloud shows signs of stagnating.

Not only that, another sword shadow flying towards the Nie Sea also slashed into the storm, harvesting the lives of countless ferocious beasts, causing the sea to be dyed red with blood.

On the sea, a ferocious beast that looked like a bull was stamping its hooves impatiently and roaring at the sword shadow.

One sword can suppress the demonic clouds, and one sword can cut off the storm!

Master Tianyue's true form is still standing in front of the Nantian Gate, blocking the path of the great sage of the demon clan.

The Army-Breaking Divine Sword stands in the void, its divine light shining brightly.

Slashing out two sword shadows seemed to consume a lot of energy. Master Tianyue looked pale and did not move the Army-Breaking Divine Sword again. He waved his hand to summon his own spiritual sword.

‘Buzz!’

Thousands of swords transformed, all pointing at the five-clawed golden dragon.

He actually wants to protect the Taoist gate with his own strength!



Tianshu Academy, awarded the title of Rui Division.

Zhang Zhenjun was sitting cross-legged on the altar of engraving, his gaze penetrated the main hall, paused for a moment on Master Tian Yue, and then continued upward.

Passing through the divine court, looking beyond the nine heavens.

In the depths of the starry sky, strange waves appeared, the stars were shrouded in shadows, and the starlight was unstable, as if the sky was about to break.

He closed his eyes and held the Zhongmaoji Du Gong Seal with both hands.
Chapter completed!
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