Chapter 899

Xingchen sect.

Countless people turned their faces and looked up at the sky.

"What is that?"

Some people are at a loss.

Someone was shocked.

Although they don't know what's happening now, they can feel that a terrible gas engine is spreading wantonly.

Some people think that this terrible air machine is very warm, such as the warm sun in winter.

But for a small number of people, when they perceive this Qi machine, they suddenly feel that every pore of their body conveys an unspeakable pain, just like... Tens of millions of needles passing through every pore of them.

Especially Lord Zhou and elder lotus.

They most directly felt the strong murderous spirit.

So that Lord Zhou dared not move.

The two looked at Liu Zhongyi, who was suspended in the air and shrouded in a column of light.

Xia Shengtang also looked at it and frowned.

"Miss Liu?" Xia Lu looked stunned, "what's going on?"

"I don't know." The old man said in a deep voice, "however, his cultivation has increased sharply, some..."

"What do you have?"

"Some terrible." The old man said with a wry smile.

He knew very well that Liu Zhongyi's Qi machine did not lock himself.

But even so, he felt a trace of panic.

Like an ordinary man, standing high and looking at a mighty tiger.

Even if he knew that the tiger could not hurt himself, he would be afraid even if he only took a look at it.

And now the old man who watches the mountains has experienced more than this.

Screams in the mountains and forests come and go.

Hundreds of people, in this instant, were pierced by pine needles.

Human lives are like golden rice in autumn, harvested by roaring harvesters.

Some people even lost their vitality without the opportunity to scream.

And a figure is walking quickly through the woods.

The other great master of Jiuyang sect protected the Dharma and his face was full of fear.

Although he wanted to run away with people from his sect, he knew very well that he could not delay this moment. Even if he said one more word, he might die on the spot.

Even now, he doesn't feel that he has escaped from the danger zone.

For him, his former deep place was the place where the door of hell opened.

When he noticed the terrible Qi, the blood in his body seemed to solidify in an instant. What he could feel was the cold and piercing.

The sweat on his forehead rolled down like raindrops, and his clothes were soaked with sweat and closely adhered to his skin. At this time, he naturally didn't care how uncomfortable it was. Did the dying person still have the mind to choose the patterns on his shroud?

Suddenly, he shivered, and the speed of his escape slowed down, as if there was a force limiting him.

"Let... Let me go." The Dharma protector from the Jiuyang sect, who has a great master's accomplishments, often quarrels with Jin Yun when the leader of the Jiuyang sect is closed, and doesn't pay attention to the Chinese immortals. But now he just wants to live. As for resistance... Stop it. From the beginning to the present, he hasn't thought about whether he wants to resist any pressure, People who don't realize it will never understand what despair comes from the depths of their soul. It's like an ant. Even if they have developed incomparably strong muscles, they can lift things dozens of times larger than themselves, and they can't compete with a human. As long as the other party is willing to pee, they can make him feel what a flood is.

When he said these three words, his spirit was drained instantly. It seems that each of the three words weighs tens of thousands of kilograms.

Decadent sitting on the ground, raised his head and watched a light column fall with a bang. The falling moment was full of light, and all the surrounding trees turned into powder.

"Is the land of Confucian saints so terrible?" Lou Zhoutian narrowed his eyes and looked at Liu Zhongyi in the air. At this time, his blood began to boil. Although with his current strength, he still has a long way to go from the realm of Confucianism, it's good to feel it a little.

Moreover, he understood what Liu Zhongyi had said before.

Liu Zhongyi said that he did this not entirely for singing.

Others may find it difficult to understand.

But Lou Zhoutian knew it.

He gave up his fifty years of life to sweep away the enemy and assume the responsibility of being a teacher. This is the reason why he did so, but it is only one of them.

Second, it is because Lou Zhoutian has touched the threshold of the realm of Confucianism, but he always feels that there is something missing. But now he sees Liu Zhongyi, who is energetic and holding the sun, the moon and the stars, and his heart gradually realizes that he is like a ray of sunshine, which falls on the world and his heart through the thick haze.

Third, perhaps Liu Zhongyi in order to make his ideas accessible.

Liu Zhongyi felt that he should have done some things long ago. It's just such a waste. So many years have passed. Fortunately, it's not too late.

Only by understanding this can Liu Zhongyi give up his fifty year life.

Otherwise

Do you really think anyone is qualified to make such an exchange with saints?

The saint will take care of who you are?

Another pillar of light fell from the sky. This time, it fell on Wu pobing accurately.

Gao Ge quickly retreated, but he also frowned. When he realized that Liu Zhongyi was standing high in the sky, the expression on his face suddenly became wonderful.

"Teacher?"

Liu Zhongyi seemed to hear the call of Gaoge and looked at him with a smile. His eyes were clear. He raised his hand and wrote a word "Zhu" in the air. The word "Zhu" also turned into a golden light and fell vertically into Gaoge.

"The sage gave the word?" No field, Lu Qing was a little stunned.

"What is a word given by a saint?" Xie Fangyou asked.

Although he is the ancestor of the Xie family, when it comes to some things in the fairy world, he may not know as much as Lu Qing. There is no way. Xie Fangyou himself is not a pure fairy. Others enter the Tao with martial arts, but he enters the Tao with medicine.

"Tut Tut, with this word left by the sage, I'm afraid even the ancient martial arts realm, and even the immortal practitioners on the ancient martial arts realm, have to weigh up if they want to deal with singing? But I'm afraid this word has exhausted his literary spirit." Immortal Xuantian stood up, sighed, and bowed in the direction of Liu Zhongyi.

Lu Qing and others also stood up and held a disciple ceremony to Liu Zhongyi.

Xie Teng looked puzzled.

Lu Qing coughed and said, "although I don't know what method he used to get himself into the realm of Confucian saints, he can even be regarded as a pseudo saint, but this strength and Wenqi are really placed here. Listen to me and worship. It's no harm."

Xie Teng nodded quickly and was reluctant. When saluting, he was very perfunctory.

As for other immortals, although they didn't understand what was going on, they still understood according to the gourd painting. Seeing that the immortal Xuantian of Tianshi sect had done so, why did they hesitate?