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Chapter 492 Respect
Daoist Fei Xiong, who was running away sullenly, suddenly felt a powerful divine sense coming.

The sweep of his divine sense made him shudder, and he couldn't even move.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Daoist Fei Xiong coughed up blood, and looked at the plain robed woman in front of him in horror.

She is tall and slender, with black hair like a waterfall. She wears a blue-purple mask as thin as a cicada's wings. This mask only covers the upper half of her face, and her lips and chin are all exposed. The two eyes outside were overflowing with purple streamer, without any emotion, her cold voice was somewhat hoarse: "Are you all dead?"

"Return...report to the ancestor, I was the only one who escaped."

This woman is the purple pupil ancestor of the Yuanying stage of the Divine Sword Sect. A pair of purple pupils is her symbol, and she has long been famous all over the world.

"But Xuanyangzong set up a formation to ambush you?" Zitong Patriarch asked in a cold tone.

Daoist Fei Xiong shook his head and said, "No."

"But there is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage who suddenly helps Hou Dongsheng."

"nor."

"Oh...then you five died and escaped, what happened?" Zitong Patriarch spoke in a steady tone, appearing extremely calm.

Daoist Fei Xiong showed a look of shame: "The information is not wrong, it's just that Hou Dongsheng is so powerful, I didn't expect it, so I was caught off guard by him."

"Then what is Hou Dongsheng's cultivation?"

"Early Golden Core."

"The five of you can't beat one of the Golden Core early stages?"

"Nas' Yunxiang Taiji millstone can make the golden-armored corpse king disappear, it's simply unimaginable." Daoist Fei Xiong still looked terrified at this time.

"Hmph! You useless thing!" said the purple pupil ancestor angrily. His purple pupils were flickering, and seemed to have some kind of indescribable power, which made people awe-inspiring.

"I really didn't expect Hou Dongsheng to be so powerful..." Daoist Fei Xiong tried to explain his situation while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph! I want to see if Hu Dongsheng has three heads and six arms." Zitong Patriarch snorted coldly, and fled towards Wangfenggu.

Daoist Fei Xiong hesitated for a moment, then immediately found a safe place, sat cross-legged and took the elixir to recover from his injuries.

Wangfenggu.

The ancestor Zitong was full of anger, and the sword spirit on his body faintly radiated out, making sounds even in the void.

suddenly.

There was a look of astonishment in the purple pupils of the ancestor Zitong.

the next moment.

In the valley, monstrous blood demons rose up, as if the entire land was dyed scarlet.

"boom!"

Under the endless resentment and killing, the void above the valley suddenly exploded.

A terrifying figure walked out of it slowly.

That is a Buddha.

Hell Amitabha.

He just stood quietly in the sky, looking down at all beings.

At his feet, corpses littered the field.

Blood stained the valley red.

There was an indifferent and evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

His voice was cold and piercing: "Amitabha, girl with purple pupils, are you here to find me?"

Ancestor Zitong's face was solemn, and he clenched his palms involuntarily. The phantoms of flying swords appeared behind her, and each phantom of flying swords pointed directly at the sky, like a peacock spreading its tail.

In the void, the sword intent buzzed, and the sharp sword intent overwhelmed Xue Sha.

Although the number of blood demons is astonishing, they seem to be superficial.

"Amitabha!"

Hell Amitabha uttered a soft drink again, only to see his hands forming seals, and the world suddenly changed color.

"Hurrah—"

The wind was blowing everywhere, the clouds were dense, and darkness enveloped the entire sky.

A bright moon in the sky turned into a blood moon.

In an instant, all the spiritual energy within a radius of thousands of miles rushed towards the blood moon, and finally poured into the body of Hell Amitabha, causing him to exude astonishing coercion, even the ancestor Zitong was moved.

The Zitong Patriarch took a deep breath, and spoke out two words with difficulty: "Hua Shen!"

The Hell Amitabha Dharma that Zhao Shi possesses has the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage, but if his physical body is strong and combined with the Hell Amitabha Dharma, he will have the terrifying power of the God Transformation Stage.

After the demon king from outside the territory seized the Fentian Patriarch, Yuan Lingzi blocked the treasure of heaven and earth that replenished the spiritual root of Houtian, and his cultivation could only be trapped in the late Yuanying period.

However, as the demon god, he has mastered many methods that bypass the acquired five elements and can also transform into gods, and the Buddhist practice Hell Amitabha is one of them.

The Overworld Demon Lord Tian Zhibi regarded Zhao Shi as a seed that could be seized at any time, and cultivated it carefully, but he didn't expect Hou Dongsheng to take advantage of it in the end.

Hou Dongsheng has a strong physical body, and he directly merged with the Amitabha Dharma Body of Hell by using the technique of refining weapons, but he is also vain.

After all, his real realm is only at the early stage of Jindan.

Even if the current Hou Dongsheng has the blessing of the cultivation base of the transformation stage, it is still a bit vain to face the Zitong ancestor...

The Jade Emperor possessed the Void Refining Realm but was defeated by two Jin Zun who were in the late stage of Transformation God, maybe even one.

If the hell Amitabha dharma body wants to be truly powerful, then Hou Dongsheng must raise his true cultivation level to the stage of transforming gods.

Only by adhering to my way step by step and practicing hard, can I obtain the power that truly belongs to me.

The two faced each other in Wangfeng Valley, the atmosphere was silent.

Depression and tension, guilt and fear.

It is impossible for Zitong to exist in the stage of transformation of gods that is one level higher than her own.

The higher the monk's cultivation base, the more he cherishes his life.

It is very difficult for Nascent Soul monks to fight, unless it is for the treasure related to the Dao.

Otherwise, it would be almost impossible to start the Nascent Soul War with a moment of blood.

After thousands of years of practice, countless hours have produced stability, so how could he be brave and ruthless?

According to Hou Dongsheng's guess, now that he has shown his cultivation at the stage of transforming gods, it is absolutely impossible for Zitong Patriarch, who is in the late Yuanying stage, to attack him. .

Of course, this is just Hou Dongsheng's own understanding, and it can't be said to be wrong, it's just that his knowledge is too shallow.

"Are you Hou Dongsheng?" Zitong Patriarch took the initiative to break the silence and asked, without the slightest hint of fear in his tone.

"Exactly!"

"Okay! Our sect will no longer intervene in the conflict between your Xuanyang Sect and the Tianqing Sect, but your Xuanyang Sect must also move out of Tianji City, this is the bottom line!" Zitong Patriarch said very forcefully.

Hou Dongsheng was a little surprised by the toughness of Zitong Patriarch. Although Hou Dongsheng was a wolf with a big tail, under the blessing of Amitabha's Dharma Body in Hell, he was actually at the stage of transformation into a god.

It is completely unreasonable for Zitong Patriarch to be so fearless in the face of danger.

unless……

"Amitabha!"

As the Buddha's voice fell, Hou Dongsheng shot directly.

Heaven and earth change color, the wind and clouds are surging.

Large areas of mountains and rivers collapsed, and everything died.

Terrifying and boundless power came from all directions, surrounding the Zitong Patriarch.

Zitong Patriarch looked solemn.

A bright light appeared on her body, and immediately, she raised her right hand, and there was a flash of thunder between her five fingers.

boom -

Thunder and lightning.

The ancestor Zitong waved his hand violently, turning into a majestic sword light and leaving.

Do not hit!

withdraw!
The Zitong patriarch exerted all his strength and completed the evacuation, covering thousands of miles in an instant.

However, Hou Dongsheng followed him like a shadow.

"Humph!"

He sneered: "Want to run?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand and shook it hard forward.

"boom--"

The world trembled.

A blood-colored giant palm descended from the sky, covering the entire sky, as if it could destroy everything.

That kind of terrifying coercion makes one's soul tremble.

"not good……"

Zitong Patriarch's complexion suddenly changed.

She launched the sword light with all her strength, the speed was unimaginable, and she escaped from the crushing of the blood palm at the nick of time.

Although the huge blood palm fell through, the monstrous river of blood was still there.

Hell Amitabha is the karma of hundreds of millions of living beings, and its horror and power are far beyond imagination!Even the Zitong Patriarch at the peak of the Nascent Soul did not dare to neglect in the slightest. Jianhong flew up to the sky, and an incomparably bright light shot straight into the sky, turning into a giant sword that lifted up the sky, and slashed at the surging blood river. go.

"Boom..." The loud noise was deafening, the sky fell apart, and the whole mountain range shook.

Endless waves of blood churned endlessly, sweeping in like raging sea waves.

Countless ghosts and ghosts could be vaguely seen in the waves of blood. They wailed and screamed extremely, and their voices echoed in the sky, making one's hair stand on end.

"Amitabha!" A loud singing sound came from the void, as if floating from nine heavens away, so sacred, solemn and solemn.

Afterwards, a huge bloody hand reached over, covering half of the sky, and the smell of blood suffocated.

With a "boom", the bloody hand slapped down, shattering the giant sword transformed into the sky by the ancestor Zitong. The huge force was boundless, like a vast ocean. Blood clouds covered the sky, completely submerging her.

The majestic cloud of blood floated back and landed beside Hou Dongsheng.

When the blood cloud disappeared, a long sword was suspended in midair.

This is the Heavenly Sword!

There are only six handles in the entire Excalibur Gate.

Each sky sword is a magic weapon flying sword left by the fallen monks of the late Yuanying period. Through special sacrifices, it has become the treasure of the Shenjian sect.

Once someone offends the monks of the Divine Sword Sect and is imprinted by them on the soul of the Thousand Miles Tracking Sword Seal, then the Zitong ancestor who is in Tianjian Mountain only needs to sacrifice the Heavenly Sword to kill across thousands of miles enemy.

The Zitong patriarch's cultivation was advanced, and she controlled the heavenly sword to strike Hou Dongsheng from a distance, as if her real body had descended. Even with Hou Dongsheng's cultivation, she couldn't tell the difference immediately.

Fortunately, Hou Dongsheng has long been familiar with the pissing nature of these Yuanying ancestors. If they hadn't arrived in person, they would never have provoked higher cultivation monks because of some trivial matters.

The ancestor of the purple pupil was obviously "out of danger", which made Hou Dongsheng immediately guess that she came with a clone of the heavenly sword, so he used the ability of blood evil to pollute the magic weapon, and made a decisive move, leaving behind the heavenly sword.

At this time, the primordial spirit attached to the Heavenly Sword has disappeared. It is a pure magic weapon flying sword. Unfortunately, Hou Dongsheng is not a sword cultivator, nor does he understand the special sacrifice method of the Divine Sword Sect. Throw it into the dust world to make it moldy.

go!
Hou Dongsheng left Wangfenggu with the golden-skinned toad who had just been promoted, and lowered the light in a deserted place.

Under the blessing of Hell Amitabha's powerful cultivation base, the sword seal imprinted on Hou Dongsheng's soul has also melted. This is the great power of the cultivation base of the transformation stage, and it is also the fundamental reason why Hou Dongsheng is not afraid of chasing the soul sword seal.

Hou Dongsheng fell into the canyon, chanting Tai Chi my way, and the boundless blood demon began to restrain.

After a while...

A stone Buddha sits beside a meandering stream.

Black light flickered.

Suzaku in a big red robe stood beside Hou Dongsheng.

Suzaku has the rank of corpse king and has passed through the thunder disaster, so he can move freely in the outside world. This is an advantage that the other eight ghost kings do not have.

In addition to Suzaku, Hou Dongsheng can also let the second soul control the ghost puppet to protect himself, but that is the last resort and will not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

The corpse king Suzaku and the three-legged toad who had just been promoted to the demon king stayed by Hou Dongsheng's side until dawn.

Hou Dongsheng shook off the scab, and completely restrained the terrifying hell Amitabha transformation.

During this period, the golden-skinned toad remained silent, looking at Hou Dongsheng with awe in his eyes.

"Are you going to continue wandering outside, or follow me?" Hou Dongsheng asked.

"Of course I followed you, quack... no, of course the little frog followed the master." The golden-skinned toad changed his words immediately.

At this time, the old toad can especially understand Suzaku's mood. In the past, Suzaku's old sister was not an ordinary character, but later she knelt down obediently and called her master. This change is not because of Suzaku's temperament, but It's Hou Dongsheng, this guy is really fierce.

"Enter the gourd, Wang Dato." Hou Dongsheng tossed the gourd in his hand.

"Master, please call me Little Frog Frog."

Hou Dongsheng: "..."

……

Divine Sword Gate.

Tianjian Mountain.

Zitong Patriarch opened her eyes solemnly, just now she lost an avatar outside her body and a Heavenly Sword.

To her, what she lost was just a black lotus flower, but to her in Zongmen, what she lost was a priceless treasure.

After a few days...

Liu Heng was invited to Tianjian Mountain by two Jindan masters of the Shenjianmen.

This was the first time Liu Heng met Zitong Patriarch. He thought that he would only see Zhu Yuheng, the head of the Divine Sword Sect, when he came this time, but he didn't expect that it was Zitong Patriarch who summoned him directly.

Liu Hang's brows were frowned, Yuanying Patriarch personally summoned him, what was his intention, could it be to train his soul?

The slender woman in front of her, dressed in plain robes and with strange purple pupils, is the famous Zitong Patriarch of the Divine Sword Sect, a rumored powerful figure.

Liu Heng couldn't help worrying about his future and destiny.

Although it was close at hand, Liu Hang did not dare to look up at such an existence. When the Zitong ancestor came in just now, Liu Hang just glanced at it, and felt that he was weak and pitiful, as if his frail body was suppressed at this moment and was about to explode .

"Old Ancestor, what do you want from me?" Liu Hang asked cautiously.

He knew the horror of Zitong Patriarch, no matter what, he had to show respect as much as possible now.

"Okay, Head Liu, let's get to the point." Zitong Patriarch put away the concern on his face and spoke softly.

This made Liu Heng heave a sigh of relief, and the attitude of this big man made him feel a little relieved.

"This time I specially invited you here to discuss something with you. Your Xuanyang Sect has established itself under Beimen's rule for many years, and this alliance has treated you with the utmost benevolence." Zitong Patriarch said slowly.

"Our sect has always been very grateful for the care of Shangzong."

The Zitong patriarch nodded: "This sect can't afford to take care of it. You can choose another place and move away as soon as possible."

"This...there are spiritual veins with masters everywhere in the world. I, Xuanyang Sect, don't know where to go?" Liu Heng said with a embarrassed face.

Hearing that Zitong Patriarch actually rolled his eyes, Liu Hang thought he was wrong.

"This palace has already found a new venue for you. It is located in the depths of the wilderness, with excellent spiritual veins, beautiful scenery and rich resources. It is definitely an ideal place to start a sect." Zitong Patriarch explained.

"Is this place unclaimed?" Liu Heng asked tentatively.

"As long as the strength is strong, there are no lands everywhere in this world, but if the strength is weak, no one will let you even if you want to occupy a toilet." Zitong Patriarch said coldly.

"Yes yes yes... what the ancestor said is true."

"But relocation means that we have to give up years of hard work here." Liu Heng was a little emotional, but also hesitant.

"As long as you decide to move, I will mediate for you to ensure that you can settle in smoothly." The ancestor Zitong spread out the map and pointed out Xuantian City, one of the three major cities in the wild, to Liu Heng.

"here is?"

"This place is called Xuantian City, which is one of the three major cities in the wilderness. It gathers 10,000+ mortals. Although this city is nominally controlled by a casual cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, it is actually controlled by the Sky Demon Sect. The ancestor of the Demon Sect has always If you don't deal with Yinxuan, it is absolutely impossible to sell Yinxuan's face, you just move, and I will personally mediate for you, I don't know what Sect Leader Liu wants?"

Liu Hang opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

"Of course, you don't have to be in a hurry to move, this sect will give you enough time to prepare." Zitong Patriarch said in a relieved tone.

"The patriarch has said everything to this point. How dare Liu Heng refuse if he has the courage to do so? I'll go back and make preparations. As long as the patriarch gives an order, I will move out immediately." Liu Heng nodded.

Zitong Patriarch heard this, smiled slightly, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay! I hope you don't delay too long. If you have any difficulties, tell Zhu Yuheng. I will definitely do my best to meet your requirements."

Liu Heng was slightly shocked, he never expected that the ancestors of Yuanying could be so eloquent.

It turns out that a person's temperament is actually related to his cultivation base. When his cultivation base increases, his tolerance also increases.

At this moment, Liu Hang was deeply impressed by the "character" and her "personality charm" of Zi Tong's ancestor.

I thought to myself that I must be like Zitong Patriarch, careful and kind, never bullying the weak.

Liu Heng was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes.

"Old Ancestor, please rest assured that Liu Heng will definitely get ready and move out of Tianji City as soon as possible." Liu Heng replied solemnly.

"Very good, when you are ready, ask Zhu Yuheng to tell me, and I will personally lead you to Xuantian City." After speaking, the Zitong Patriarch turned and left, leaving Liu Heng alone in a daze.

For the first time, Liu Heng experienced a respect that he had never experienced before, and this was actually the respect from the monks in the late Yuanying period.

This is not treating oneself as a human being, it is purely treating oneself as a peer with a similar cultivation base.

"Ancestor Zitong, you are really a good person." Liu Heng said with a sigh.

(End of this chapter)