Chapter 289 Shock

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The traces of the battle stretched for thirty miles.

All the way the mountains and forests were broken, the grass and trees were broken, the birds and beasts affected countless people, and even saw the corpses of a few people.

Qingyuan walked on the mountain road, and Gu Cang followed.

In front of him lay a Taoist priest, who looked like a young man, still holding a long sword in his hand and a whisk in his arms. Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, his robe was torn on his chest, and his sideburns were messy.

"Dead. ā€

Qing Yuan sighed and said, "Sure enough, I guessed well, I am a disciple of the Righteous Dao Sect." ā€

He walked in and took a look.

This disciple who guards the righteous path should not be low in cultivation during his lifetime, and the magic sword and dust whisk in his hand all belong to the magic weapon.

Qingyuan stretched out his hand, and the magic sword and dust fell into his hand, and after taking a look, he threw it into the ancient mirror and merged into the Divine Treasure Tianhe.

The robes, hairpins, and belts on the disciples of the righteous Dao sect are actually not vulgar things, but these are all clothes and ornaments for the purpose of covering up ugliness. After all, this young Taoist has no grudges against Qingyuan, and it is enough to get his two magic weapons, as for these clothes, they should only be regarded as the deceased, as a sign of respect.

"The fighting has stopped here. ā€

Qingyuan said: "Gu Cang, you dig a pit and bury this Taoist leader." ā€

Gu Cang responded, and on the side, he inserted the second Lei Jin boring into the land, and picked it up, and immediately the land collapsed, and a big pit appeared.

It came to the young priest, picked him up, put him into the pit, swept up the dirt from earlier, and buried it.

Kiyohara stood there, looking at the changes around him.

"There are some traces left here, and if you look closely, there were more than two people fighting here before, at least there were nearly ten disciples of the Righteous Dao Sect. ā€

Qing Yuan muttered: "There is one dead here, and the other disciples of the Righteous Dao Sect and their opponents should gradually fight to the front with the battle." ā€

Gu Cang couldn't help asking, "Then who is the opponent?"

Qing Yuan exhaled and said: "Ordinary cultivators naturally don't dare to make a move with the Righteous Dao Gate, and even if they do, they may not be able to win, and near Dingzhou, it is very likely that there will be remnants of the Demon Domain. These remnants of the Demon Domain were formerly cultivators, because after the Great Demon surrendered, they were contaminated with the aura of the Netherworld and turned into demonic skills, and they might be able to compete with these characters who guarded the righteous path. ā€

As he spoke, he pointed ahead and said, "But now it's all speculation, and if you go forward, you will know." ā€

When the words fell, Qing Yuan walked forward, but he was not very clear about the front, so he did not use the method of shrinking the ground into inches.

......

Along the way, I saw the corpses of several disciples of the Righteous Dao Sect one after another, as well as some corpses with more unusual clothes.

Qing Yuan took a closer look, these people were people from the north, and judging from all the traces, the Taoism was quite high, and it was these righteous disciples who fought and died.

"It seems that the cultivation of these people is not higher than that of the disciples who guard the righteous path. ā€

Qing Yuan was surprised, and said: "It is said that between the same realm, these people should not be able to defeat the disciples of the righteous path, but now it seems that they have all been killed and injured. ā€

Gu Cang thought for a moment and asked, "Have these people also practiced advanced and profound techniques, and refined advanced Taoist techniques, which can be compared to the righteous Dao sect inherited by Dao ancestors?"

"What can be compared with the inheritance of the Taishang Dao Ancestor is only the inheritance of another Dao Ancestor. ā€

Kiyohara said: "These people don't have such a profound inheritance method, I think they are probably those cultivators who are so-called contaminated with the spirit of demons. It's just that although my perception is not inferior to that of real people, I tried my best to probe, and I didn't sense any strange aura from them. ā€

Speaking of this, Qingyuan muttered to himself: "This is a strange thing, could it be that after death, these breaths will dissipate and disappear without a trace?"

Gu Cang stood behind him, not daring to speak, for fear of disturbing his thoughts.

"It seems that their struggle is not confined to one place, let's go ahead and see. ā€

......

It can be seen from afar that there is a broken mountain ahead, and the dust is preliminary.

The hill was broken at the waist, and the upper half of it was broken, and the rocks were scattered all over the mountain, as big as chariots and horses, and as small as dust.

"Here ......"

Qingyuan mentioned Gu Cang, took one step, and came to the foot of the broken mountain.

There was a man on the mountain wall, pierced by a sword, nailed to half of the wall.

This is a middle-aged Taoist man, about fifty years old, holding Taoist temples, with a long beard and chest, quite like a fairy wind Dao bones. It's just that his face is distorted, his eyes are round, and his vitality has been cut off.

"Although he is dead, he still has residual power, and looking at this person's appearance, he has reached middle age, and the life of a cultivator is long, so this person's real age should be much higher. Such a person, among the righteous paths, is about a disciple of the Hongzi generation. ā€

Qingyuan squatted down, picked up the dust in front of him, and threw it into the ancient mirror on top.

Along the way, he obtained more than ten magic weapons, such as the magic swords and dust whisks on the disciples of the Righteous Dao Sect, as well as the magic weapons used by those evil demons, all of which were sent by him into the Divine Treasure Heavenly River.

"Gu Cang, bury this Taoist master. ā€

Qing Yuan exhaled, stretched out his hand, and the magic sword suddenly flew into his hand.

The Venerable Master of the Hongzi generation, who guarded the righteous path, immediately fell from the mountain wall.

Gu Cang stepped forward and caught him with both hands, only to feel that his hands were heavy, and the feeling of oppression was extremely strong.

According to Mr.'s usual teaching, Gu Cang understood in his heart that this was the reason why the other party's residual power did not disperse after his death, and his own Taoism was much shallower than that of this person, so in the face of this corpse, he couldn't help but feel oppressed.

Gu Cang gently put him down, took the second Lei Jin boring, picked up the land, dug a big pit, and buried him.

And Qing Yuan carried the man's magic sword and slowly approached.

"The magic sword is the grade of a high-grade magic weapon, almost like a magic weapon. ā€

"Most of the disciples of the Righteous Dao Sect are cultivating a sword, although it is not a natal life, it is also similar to a natal life. ā€

"Judging from the magic sword, the aura left behind after his death, and the traces of the surrounding fighting methods, this middle-aged Daoist should have the Dao of the Sixfold Heavenly Realm. ā€

Qingyuan's expression was slightly condensed, and he felt a little heavy.

The Venerable Master of the Six Heavens of the Righteous Dao Gate is learning the inheritance of the Dao Ancestor, which is extraordinary, could it be that he killed this disciple of the Hongzi generation of the Righteous Dao Gate, or is he a figure in the real realm?

"Mr. ......"

After Gu Cang buried the middle-aged Taoist, he suddenly found something and stretched out his hand and pointed to the grass in front of him.

Qingyuan turned his head to look and saw a sika deer in the grass, but the skin and flesh were shrinking, and the qi and blood in it had dried up, he showed a look of surprise, took a step, came to the deer, squatted down, and pressed one hand on the deer corpse.

"Oops!"

Qing Yuan seemed to notice something, his face changed slightly, and he shouted: "Gu Cang, retreat!"

As the words fell, I felt that the ground under my feet suddenly shattered.

The radius is hundred, and the land is like a mighty wave, opened up.

"Good vigilance juniors. ā€

The earth lifted up, as if covering the sky, and a sneering old voice came from it, saying: "It's a pity that the Tao is shallow, only in the Fifth Heaven, so let's help the old man." ā€

The vast momentum, infinite earth and rocks, like a big mountain, towards the location of the clear plains, crushed down. (To be continued.) )