Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 549 The Holy Ancestor Comes, Origin Dzi Bead! (4,000 monthly tickets)

  As soon as Murongli's words came out, everyone was instantly shocked, including Mr. Zhang of course.

   After all, they have the upper hand in this situation. Even with the support of a large formation, Beiyan can't last long.

   Zhang Jing's side has a total of thirty great powers, and there are five or six top powers in the realm of manifesting sages alone.

  As for the imperial court, there are only fifteen of them now.

   Both sides have just lost a great power.

   Now it is exactly two to one.

  But from what Murongli said, Zhang Jing felt that if there were no accidents, his successor should be the so-called holy ancestor.

  Yang Dingtian and the others looked at each other, not knowing what message they were conveying.

  The power of the four-nation camp seemed to realize something.

  All showed a touch of joy.

   After finishing speaking, Murongli took out a round jade array disk from his bosom, and tapped it lightly.

  A blood-red light suddenly rose.

  In the direction of the four gates of Yanjing City, four blood lights also rose to echo the blood light of the imperial city.

   Four **** lights sealed the void, cutting off their retreat.

   "Hehe. Do you think that you will be safe and sound after destroying the four major city gates? As early as a year ago, I asked the formation master to build this forbidden formation under the city gates. The purpose is to cut off your escape route."

   "The four city gates on the surface are just to deceive people's eyes and ears, and I didn't let people fully open them. Otherwise, do you think you can break into Yanjing City just by relying on the treasure of the cave?"

   "Today is the day you will die!"

  Murongli's face was flushed, his eyes showed a cold light, and murderous intent flowed in his eyes.

  Murongli's plan actually had some deviations. At the beginning, he still expected that the heavenly beings guarding the four gates would cause some losses to these powerhouses.

  But they didn't expect that they would lose so quickly.

  Zhang Jing's heart trembled, these four great powers really cannot be underestimated.

  The middle-aged Taoist in Taoist robes frowned slightly when he heard this, flicked the dust whisk in his hand, and made a tactic with one hand, suddenly a blue divine thunder fell from the void.

   "Boom!"

  The cyan divine thunder directly bombarded the **** divine light above the four city gates, but it did not shake at all, making his expression a little gloomy and uncertain.

   This attack by the middle-aged Taoist also made Yang Dingtian and the leader of the White Lotus Sect frown.

  They know the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder from the Taoist sect of Shangqing.

   It can't even be shaken under one blow.

   "Tianxuanzi, don't waste your thoughts. This big formation is an ancient formation, the Nine Realms Sealing Demon Formation. You won't be able to leave in a short time." Murongli stood with his hands behind his back, as if he had already won the victory.

   "Your Majesty, if you seal us up in Yanjing City, aren't you afraid that the millions of civilians in Yanjing will be affected? Why don't you open up the battle formation, and we will fight outside the city?"

  The young Buddhist monk clasped his hands together, with a look of compassion on his face.

   "As long as you are all buried here, it will be worthwhile even if the people in the city die. If the Honorable Three Burials is really kind, he should lead the Buddhist strongmen to join the court at this moment, so that there will be fewer killings."

   "Amituofo, after the incident, the poor monk led the monks of Lingshan to live here for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, which can be regarded as eliminating these karma," the young monk sighed.

   "Hmph, Buddhists are indeed hypocrites," Murong Li sneered.

   "Emperor Dog, just invite your Beiyan ancestor, isn't he your reliance?" A man in a gray robe said calmly, as if he had expected this a long time ago.

   "Don't worry, everyone, as long as the Beiyan ancestor is suppressed, the forbidden ancient formation will definitely do nothing for me."

   "Okay, since you are so eager to die, I will satisfy you, please come out, all saints."

  Murongli just finished speaking.

  Zhang Jing saw Xue Ning, the great general of Shenwu opposite, crush a mysterious jade plaque.

   Xue Ning is not the only one, one of Xichu and Nanjin also crushed a mysterious jade tablet.

  The moment the jade tablet shattered, three blood-red rays of light shone, gradually turning into three blurred blood shadows.

  The blood shadow gradually faded away, revealing the appearance of three people.

  The ancestor of Dongqi was a middle-aged man in red armor, with blood-red eyes, exuding an astonishingly terrifying power from his body.

  The ancestor of Xichu is a gray-haired old man in a splendid robe.

  The ancestor of the Southern Jin Dynasty was a young man in a plain gown.

   "Meet the Holy Patriarch!"

   "Meet the Holy Patriarch!"

   "Meet the Holy Patriarch!"

  The celestial beings of the Three Kingdoms bowed their hands to the three figures in front of them.

  But they didn't respond, they just nodded slightly.

  While Xue Ning and the others crushed the jade tablet, Murongli, the emperor of Beiyan in the big formation below, also crushed something similar to a token.

  Somewhere in the palace, a shocking terrifying power made Zhang Jing feel extremely dangerous.

   It seems that some peerless monster was born.

   There was a rumble above the void, and terrifying thunderclaps shone and roared. The demon cloud that originally covered the sky was disturbed in an instant, and the vitality of the heaven and earth began to gather towards the palace within a radius of tens of thousands of meters between the sky and the earth.

  A figure shrouded in blood all over his body appeared in front of everyone in an instant.

  The terrifying power emanating from its body can distort the void just by standing there, making people want to kneel down involuntarily when they see it.

  That is to say, Zhang Jing and others are powerful, so they will not be affected.

   "Welcome to the coming of the Holy Ancestor!"

  Emperor Murongli bowed to the figure in the void, tens of thousands of people in the imperial city fell to the ground at the same time, and a loud and orderly voice resounded at the same time.

  Feeling the power of the blood shadow in front of him, Yang Dingtian and the others were a little shocked in their eyes, obviously also shocked by the power of him.

   On the other hand, Dong Qi, Xi Chu and other holy ancestors had similar auras to them.

   Obviously not coming here in person, but it was enough for them to pay attention.

  In a short period of time, three jihad warriors appeared, and an old monster who clearly surpassed the jihad warrior.

   "What's going on, didn't it mean that these three old monsters from East Qi and Xichu can't leave the imperial palace?" The leader of the White Lotus Sect glanced at the group of people in gray robes with an ugly expression.

   "They are just the Dharma Body, so there is nothing to be afraid of," the man in gray said hoarsely.

   "Hehe. Are you the top masters in Jianghu now? You are far behind those who were thousands of years ago," Beiyan Shengzu glanced at everyone contemptuously.

   Zhang Jing's heart sank, this power alone made him unable to move freely.

   "Is this the power of a strong man above heaven and man?" Zhang Jing took a deep breath, and there was a little yearning in his eyes besides solemnity.

   "Murongjue, do you really think you have the chance to win?" The man in gray sneered.

"Even if you have any backhands, so what? In the face of absolute strength, everything is vain. This ancestor has the ability of the heyday in this city of Yanjing. Five manifested saints. This ancestor wants to look at the five of you. Can you beat this holy ancestor?"

   "Although the three fellow Taoists came here only with dharma bodies, they also possess the strength of the realm of manifesting holiness. How long can these great powers under the manifestation of holiness last?"

   "If you dare to come in, you have to be prepared to die."

   "Swallowing and refining all of you, this ancestor can not only make up for the original damage caused by this attack, but he might actually be able to take that step," Murong Jue, the ancestor of Beiyan, smiled wildly.

   He didn't pay attention to the great powers of the few in front of him.

   It seems that they still want to suppress them with one against five.

   "Hmph, arrogance, old man, you have been asleep for too long, you are not clear in your mind, you actually want to fight five against one, don't forget, you haven't taken that step yet."

  The Sword Emperor said loudly, the small white sword in his hand was circulating, as if he didn't fear the legendary ancestor at all.

   "In Yanjing City, we can show our full strength, hehe, of course we know this, but we still dare to attack the Imperial City, don't you think it's strange?"

   The man in gray asked back.

  As soon as these words came out, not only the faces of the three ancestors of Dongqi changed, but even the ancestors of Beiyan had some bad premonitions in their hearts.

  After the man in gray finished speaking, he tore off the gray clothes on his body, revealing a terrifying face.

  There is only a thin layer of flesh hanging on the face, and the eyes are sunken, like a mummy that has been buried for many years.

  After the gray-clothed man tore off the gray clothes, the five gray-clothed men behind him also tore off the things on their bodies, revealing their true faces.

   Zhang Jing's eyes widened, with disbelief and shock in his eyes.

   Among the five people, he had seen two of them.

   It was he who met the old man surnamed Wang and his ten-year-old granddaughter beside him on the way to Lingchuan Mansion to destroy the Tang Sect.

  At that time, the old man surnamed Wang wanted to accept Zhang Jing as his apprentice, but he always felt that this person was a bit weird, so he refused. He didn't expect to meet two people at this time.

Zhang Jing still remembered that there was a fat woman at the Huifu Banquet who wanted the little girl to pay for her dog's life. Looking at it now, if he didn't take action, the fat woman at the Huifu Banquet would definitely die more miserable than him .

  The breath of these two people is the strength of the realm of heaven and man, Zhang Jing couldn't feel it at all.

  When seeing these two people, Zhang Jing couldn't help thinking, why did these two people contact him in the first place?

  Why didn't there be any news later?

  In fact, what Zhang Jing didn't know was that they really wanted to take Zhang Jing under their family and join their camp. After all, Zhang Jing's talent was indeed terrifying.

But things developed too fast. They have been busy contacting the strong men of Taoism and Buddhism, and they put Zhang Jing on hold for a while. Before they sent someone to contact, Zhang Jing beheaded a celestial being in Western Chu. Became the top powerhouse in the arena.

  They also gave up the idea of ​​wooing, after all, the power of heaven and man is not easy to be wooed by them easily.

   When Zhang Jing looked directly at Shen thought, the little girl who seemed to be more than ten years old seemed to feel something, and looked at Zhang Jing.

   Zhang Jing's heart moved, and he looked away as if nothing had happened.

   "It turns out that it's your remnants of evil," Murong Jue, the ancestor of Northern Yan, was shrouded in blood, and murderous intent began to permeate his body.

   "Remnants? Six hundred years ago, I was turned into this inhuman and ghost-like appearance by you. I have been hiding like a mouse for six hundred years, daring not to show my head all day long, and I waited until this day."

   "Six hundred years, six hundred years, Murong Jue, today is your death day!"

  Zuo Qiansheng smiled maniacally, and took out a jade box with a talisman on it from his hand.

  Afterwards, Zuo Qiansheng took down the talisman, and lightly buckled the box, revealing a gray bead inside.

   Zhang Jing was shocked. The beads in the box turned out to be exactly the same as the mysterious bead he got from Huang Jiugong in his hand.

   They are all so simple, they are all so gray, and they seem to be very ordinary.

   But Zhang Jing knew very well that since these men in gray could be used as a trump card, this bead is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface.

   "Original dzi!"

   Murong Jue, who was shrouded in blood, exclaimed, his eyes were full of greed.

  Not only Murong Jue, but also those holy ancestors such as Dong Qi and Xi Chu, who were originally a little godless, were also shocked when they saw this bead, and there was deep desire in their eyes.

  Yang Dingtian, the Venerable Buddhist, Tianxuanzi, and the leader of the White Lotus Sect also had inexplicable looks in their eyes. They didn't expect that Zuo Qiansheng's backhand was actually this legendary thing.

  But except for a few of them, the rest of the people are a little puzzled, what is this thing that can attract these powerful people to act like this.

   "Original dzi?" Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes.

   This is the first time he has heard such a name, and he has never heard of this thing before.

   But looking at Xiao Jing and the others' puzzled appearances, Zhang Jing understood that perhaps only these saint ancestors and these great powers in the realm of sages knew the function of this thing.

  But this thing can be coveted by so many powers, it is definitely a rare treasure.

   Fortunately, I didn’t throw it away casually at the beginning, Zhang Jing said happily.

  That thing is not taken by him now, but put in the secret room of Zhang Mansion retreat, because Zhang Jing has never figured out what it is.

   I didn't dare to swallow it rashly, for fear that something unpredictable would happen.

   "That's right, it is the Yuanyuan Dzi. In order to find this thing, I waited for eight hidden sects, and now there are only six left. It can be said that it is a heavy loss, but as long as I get this thing, it is worth it."

   "Because I finally found a way to deal with you," Zuo Qiansheng's eyes were full of complacency.

   "What method?" Beiyan Shengzu asked hastily, his heart tightened.

   "Hahaha Murong Jue, you and the other four have secretly killed an unknown number of living beings for your own longevity, and even promoted the great catastrophe twice. Using millions of living beings to prolong your own life has long been forbidden by the law of heaven.

  This is also the root cause of your retreat from the throne of the Four Kingdoms. You want ordinary people to ascend the throne to minimize backlash, and you even borrowed the atmosphere of the Four Kingdoms to hide your own existence. "

   "Although it has indeed extended your life for nearly a thousand years, the price is that you can't leave the center of the national destiny, and you can only be imprisoned here for life. I can't hide this from me."

  The Patriarch of the Four Kingdoms did not say much, and remained silent. Obviously, what Zuo Qiansheng said was not wrong.

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