Heavy snow accompanied by strong winds, the starry night fluttered down, and goose feather-like snowflakes fell between the Kunlun peaks.

Sixty thousand Kunlun disciples, sixty thousand long swords flew into the air, and there was a vertical and horizontal sword qi roaring out from these sixty thousand long swords, and in the sky above this Immortal Dome Dao Hall, it was intertwined into a huge sword qi network.

This sword qi net shrouded the entire Immortal Dome Dao Hall.

And on the big net of sword qi intertwined, there were hundreds of Shentu clan disciples brought by Shentu Hang, all of whom were murderous.

For these children of the clan, they are all controlled by Shen Tu Hanging in this cloud and water realm, as long as Shen Tu Hanging orders them to kill, then they can kill as much as they want, even if something happens, they will be held accountable by Shen Tu Hang.

"Kunlun Ten Directions Great Array, hehe... These native barbarians are also really ridiculous. ”

In front of all the Shen Tu disciples, Shen Tu looked at the sword qi formation condensed by the sixty thousand Kunlun disciples below with disdain, and slowly raised his hand... As his hand was raised, the entire sword qi net began to shake violently.

The 60,000 Kunlun disciples vomited blood at this moment, more than half of the time, just... Just raised his hand, Shen Tu didn't even release his own spiritual power.

This... It's the gap between cultivation, the gutter and the ravine!

In front of a Heavenly Immortal Monk, even a Mahayana monk is like an ant, let alone ... These Kunlun disciples who condensed the sword qi net were all some small monks such as the Foundation Building Jie Dan.

The Ten Directions Great Array seems to be very imposing, but it is like a piece of waste paper in Shen Tu's eyes, and it is enough to fly ashes and annihilate with just a wave of his hand.

However... Shen Tu Yan didn't do it immediately, but frowned tightly.

Because the ethereal sound of the piano continues to reverberate between the Kunlun peaks, for a long time, he is very strange, with his cultivation... I couldn't tell where the ethereal sound came from.

Ethereal and illusory, as if there is a source of sound everywhere, but if you judge carefully, it is not everywhere.

An unsettling feeling pervades Shen Tu's heart, and I don't know why... He always felt a strange feeling from the sound of the piano, and it was this weird feeling that made him slow to make a move.

In the Great Array of Ten Directions.

Lu Changyi and Elder Kunlun all had a look of determination to die in their eyes.

However, at this moment, Lu Changyi subconsciously turned his head several times to look in the direction of the side hall of the Immortal Dome Dao Palace. He has been trying to enter the side hall, wanting to send someone to send Chu Wanqiu into the 'Yin Realm'.

He can die... But he knew very well that Chu Wanqiu couldn't die, this woman was extremely important to Qin Feng!

The existence of the Yin Realm is absolutely confidential, unless Kunlun Mountain is turned over directly, it will definitely not be discovered, and it will be safe to hide in it.

But...

He couldn't enter the side hall at all, whether it was him or others, as soon as he approached the door of the side hall, there was an extremely fierce sound of the piano, keeping people out, which was a warning.

If you force your way into... I'm afraid that the blade of intrusion will collapse in an instant under the sound of the qin.

And before the side hall at this moment, Zhu Bajie was trying to die like this.

"Damn! It's just a little fairy, I actually let my old pig run away, it's really fucking blood mold, wait for the old pig to recover, I won't torture you to death!"

Zhu Bajie was full of scolding, but the pig's body was three feet away from the palace gate, and he never moved forward.

A white pig's trotter, lifted and lowered, put down and lifted, but did not have the determination to step into this three-zhang forbidden area.

"My mom... It's a rhythm to die for. ”

Zhu Bajie looked at the Sanzhang Forbidden Area in front of him, there was a swishing sweat falling on the pig's head, and even a small Yuan Infant like Lu Changyi could sense the killing power of this Sanzhang Forbidden Zone.

As the Marshal of Tianpeng in the previous life and the Pure Altar Messenger in this life, even if he cultivates to a golden body, he is sealed, and his eyesight strength and ability to distinguish between strength and weakness are definitely a first-class existence in the heavens and ten thousand worlds.

"Damn it, where did this Holy Power come from..."

Although this aura is very weak, Zhu Bajie was also a holy monk in his previous life, so he is very familiar with the holy aura, and he can really feel it... In these three forbidden areas, there is a very faint wisp of holy aura echoing.

This faint holy breath seems to have always been with Chu Wanqiu, and it has long been integrated into her soul, but it has always been in a deep sleep in the past, and in this life... This holy breath has awakened.

Even though the breath is very weak... But this is indeed the most holy breath!

In today's Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, and even in the early years of the Flood Era, except for the Hongjun Ancestor who came to the Flood Famine once and exterminated the invincible Nightmare clan that was invincible in the flood and famine, there is almost no record in the classics of other powerhouses who transcend the Heavenly Dao.

So... A fixed system has long been formed.

Among the heavens and all the worlds.

The most holy is the pinnacle.

Even if it was only a faint wisp of the Holy Aura, it was enough to destroy all the monks and quasi-saints under all the Holy Spirits!

Three zhang away in front of the door of the side hall, Zhu Bajie's raised pig's trotters were taken back again, and he knew very well in his heart... As long as the sound of the piano continues to sound, as long as the three-zhang forbidden area in front of this door still exists.

Unless the Holy Monk came and resisted this faint wisp of Holy Breath entering the side hall with his holy body, there was no other way.

Those who enter under the most holy shall surely die.

It doesn't matter if other people will die or not, anyway, he just knows very well that with his current pig body, he will never be able to enter this three-zhang forbidden area, and even if it is not a pig body... The Pure Altar Messenger and Cultivation in his life are only the pinnacle of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and he can't bear this holy aura.

"Finish the calf, finish the calf. ”

After Zhu Bajie withdrew his pig's trotters, he gave up in his heart and sat on the ground: "Damn, if you die, you will die, Lao Tzu will still be a good pig in eighteen years!"

The sound of the piano is still melodious, still reverberating between the peaks, continuous and endless, and the listeners are fascinated.

The ten-square sword array condensed by 60,000 Kunlun disciples was intertwined on this Dao hall, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Shen Tu Hang, an old man with murderous intent, was puzzled by the source of the piano sound, and he didn't start to do it for a long time.

And this moment...

Kunlun is high in the sky, under the stars and moon, the wind blows through the clouds... The fog dispersed, and a figure slowly appeared from it.

It was a man.

Dressed in an elegant robe, with long blue and white hair and a handsome face.

The eyes that seemed to be glowing with the sun, moon and stars were slightly lowered at the moment, overlooking everything in Kunlun Mountain.

The leader of the Tenth Immortal Guardian Realm, Fu Tong.

(End of chapter)