The heavens begin with the bright sword

Chapter 331
What the hell!

Zhang Xiudeng was a shocker.

Although I haven't used it once since I got the Xiaolong Golden Knife.

But suddenly being taken away, I suddenly felt empty in my heart, and I couldn't help but want to scratch my head, and my whole person was a little irritable at this moment.

Outside the South Gate of Heaven.

Zhang Shengdao held the Xiaolong Seizes the Golden Knife in his hand, and smiled at the old Taoist beside him: "The Xiaolong Seizes the Gold Knife."

The old Daoist said: What is there to be surprised about?
He has killed all directions with defeat, is it strange that Xiaolong seizes the golden sword in his hand?

The old man just thought about these words in his heart, and said: "It seems that the backhand you left behind is still working."

Zhang Shengdao weighed the knife in his hand, without any intention of returning it. Through the barrier of heaven and earth, he looked at Zhang Xiu in the world: "Now is not the time for you to come up."

Boom boom boom!
There were bursts of crashing sounds in the heavenly court.

The old Taoist's complexion changed, and he said, "Go and have a look, poor Taoist."

Zhang Shengdao stood in front of the old Taoist with the little dragon winning the gold knife, and looked towards the Lingxiao Palace deep in the heavenly court, his face immediately became serious. If you look carefully, you can see that there is still some darkness in his eyes Killing intent.

Hey!
Seeing Zhang Shengdao in this state, the old Taoist sighed helplessly, and said, "This heavenly world is about to be unable to withstand such turmoil."

"If you can't stand it, you will be ruined." Zhang Shengdao calmed down at this moment: "It's not one or two anyway."

"It's still a long-term plan."

"Then please Xingjun to think of a way here first, and I will kill him alone."

"Your Highness!"

You can't stop screaming.

I don't know when, Zhang Shengdao's black Taoist robe has turned into a bright yellow battle armor, and he is wearing a bright red cloak behind him. There is still half an image of a middle-aged Taoist priest. The heroic spirit runs through Qiongxiao, shaking the world .

Hey.

The old Taoist waved the whisk to cover his face, grabbed a piece of cloud casually, and went up to it himself, pretending not to see it.

Zhang Xiu, who was still studying the barrier between heaven and earth, naturally didn't know what happened in the Heavenly Court of this world, but at a certain moment, it seemed that he heard the sounds of fighting and moaning that were not particularly tragic.

When he pricked up his ears to listen carefully, he couldn't hear anything.

The clouds in the distance were also dyed some crimson.

On one side is the fiery red sun, and the Huoshaoyun here is really unique.

It doesn't matter if he can't go up to the sky, even his little dragon's golden knife was robbed, Zhang Xiu took out a grenade after thinking about it, and threw it towards the barrier between heaven and earth.

Boom - boom!

A small mushroom cloud represented that the grenade exploded in the cloud just now.

Zhang Xiu ran away.

A moment later, Zhang Shengdao, who returned from the bloodbath, looked at the old Taoist with a scorched silver beard at the moment, and said curiously: "Xing Jun, this is"

The old Taoist took out something from his bosom, and said, "Little Japanese melon grenade."

Zhang Shengdao took a look and saw that it was a fragment of a melon grenade from Little Japan, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Xing Jun will be hurt by this thing?"

The old man's face darkened, and he said: "He didn't have to open the insurance, I caught it with one hand, but it suddenly exploded for some reason."

Blasting ghosts.

Zhang Shengdao glanced at the lower realm through the barrier of heaven and earth, and scolded with a smile: "I haven't disciplined him since I was a child, it's too stubborn, I want to apologize to Xingjun for him."

"Don't." The old Taoist waved his hands again and again, and quickly turned away: "Your Highness is serious."

Naturally, Zhang Xiu didn't know anything about the affairs of the Heavenly Court.

When he returned to the ground from the barrier between heaven and earth, he saw that Heishan, the old demon's body, had disappeared, and a pot mountain appeared in the direction of Lanruo Temple.

And the old black mountain demon was crushed under the pot mountain, revealing a head and an arm.

Zhang Xiu felt like he had seen this scene somewhere before.

What Zhang Xiu didn't expect was that there were wonderful things ahead.

This Montenegro old demon was unwilling to be crushed under the pot mountain, he took advantage of the ground with one hand, and his body kept rising and falling, as if he wanted to overturn the mountain that was pressing on him.

Rumble.

The earth is shaking.

The Montenegrin old demon seemed to show signs of breaking out of the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiu immediately took out the Sword of Defeation, ready to give the old Black Mountain demon a ruthless blow.

But before Zhang Xiu could make a move, a golden stream slipped across the sky. Zhang Xiu looked up and was shocked. This golden streamer was none other than the "confiscated" Xiaolong Daojin Dao before.

Good guy!
But I saw that the little dragon seized the golden knife, with a strange bloody aura, directly inserted it into the mouth of the pot, just like the seal of the mantra when the Tathagata Buddha sealed his grandson monkey. After the golden knife entered, the whole Hushan One body, the golden light and the evil spirit of blood turned into chains, binding the old Heishan demon under the black mountain. Zhang Xiu could clearly sense that the ten thousand years of cultivation of the Heishan old demon was said to be sealed. It was sealed.

There is no ambiguity.

What surprised Zhang Xiu the most was that when his eyes touched the little dragon's golden sword, a voice sounded in his heart: "The one who can pull out the little dragon's golden sword is the master of the sword and the slave of the sword." The Montenegrin old demon will naturally let himself be urged."

This.
Yan Chixia was sitting on the edge of the Jiujiang River surrounding Hushan Mountain, pouring wine from her own wine gourd, and from time to time she just lay down on her stomach and took a few sips.

The movement just now obviously shocked him too. When he saw the golden knife that fell from the sky, he thought to himself: Why am I not a swordsman?But a swordsman?
Then, he saw Zhang Xiu hike up Hushan.

Yan Chixia's face turned pale with fright, she could no longer care about the reserve in her heart, trotted all the way to catch up, and shouted loudly: "Brother Zhang, wait!"

Zhang Xiu stopped, looked back at Yan Chixia, and said with a smile, "Brother Yan also wants to take the knife?"

Yan Chixia looked a little embarrassed, but now that she had made up her mind, she didn't hesitate anymore, besides, wasn't Zhang Xiu in front of her the same?
Thinking of Yan Chixia in this way, he glanced at the Baizhuang Sword in Zhang Xiu's hand, which was still uneasy, and the Taoist sword in his hand that had begun to move towards Baizhuang's side, and suddenly it became clear that everyone seemed to have a reasonable reason , Replace the "magic weapon" in your hand.

After figuring this out, Yan Chixia felt much more at ease, and immediately strode up to Zhang Xiu, clasped her hands together and said, "Everyone depends on their abilities."

God's punishment.

A pot mountain suppressed the old black mountain demon who disturbed the human and the underworld without authorization, and let the people and the court realize that the heaven really exists.

The majesty of the sky can frighten Xiaoxiao even for a while.

It's just that after hearing about this incident, many heroes of the rivers and lakes made a special trip to Hushan to find out, and naturally spread the story of Xiaolong's winning the golden knife throughout the rivers and lakes.

The imperial court originally intended to blockade this place, but for some reason, they changed their tone overnight.

(End of this chapter)