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In the small world of the garden, the old man looked at the man formed by sword Qi in front of him. He was somewhat shocked that he could actually find this place using the Karma on the Life Plate!

The old man's face darkened and he shouted, "How arrogant! Did you come here just because you wanted to?"

The sword qi was sharp. The man in black looked around the small world, raised his hand and smiled, "Take my sword?"

The old man stood in the middle of the ruins, extremely enraged. The bamboo tokens at his waist had all been destroyed by the sword Qi!

His spiritual will sent to the dumbstruck Yun Youya. The old man shouted, "His cultivation base has declined and he has already passed the invincible realm. Hurry and take him down!"

On the Floating Sea Mountain, the thunderclouds that had filled the sky were all torn apart by the sword energy. Zhang San was panting heavily.

The huge Dharma Idol appeared once again. With a punch, Yun Youya laughed loudly, "Sinner Zhang San, today, your blood shall be used as a sacrifice to the heavens!"

BOOM!

The Dharma Idol punched down viciously. Zhang San was so weak that he couldn't even straighten his body when his hands touched the ground.

Snow and snow filled the sky, the sky above the sea of clouds was full of snow!

Someone rode a snowy bridge and arrived in front of Zhang San. With a light palm, he blocked the Dharma Idol with a single punch!

Zhang San, with a pale face, forced a smile and asked, "Why are you here?"

Looking at Zhang San, who had a head full of white hair, Wang Er's tears fell like rain as he sobbed silently.

The snowstorm in the sky was even colder than Zhang San's Sword Pool.

"Don't cry, crying your head off won't look good."

Wang Er supported Zhang San up and said, "Let's go."

In the sky, a fist was blocked by the woman, and upon hearing the woman's boastful words, Yun Youya shouted angrily, "Leave? "No one can leave today!"

White clouds billowed as another fist struck out!

Wang Er held onto Zhang San as he furiously smacked forward with his palm.

The White Cloud Dharma Idol smashed into the Floating Sea Ascetic Mountain!

Compared to Zhang San, Wang Er was much more powerful!

Wang Er brought Zhang San away with him as they rode up the snowy bridge.

Yun Youya was furious, but the wind and snow continued to blow, blocking the old man.

Yun Youya raised his head and scolded in rage, "With one Zhang San and another Wang Er, does your divine mountain have to defy the heavens?"

On top of the snowy mountain, the white-robed old man, who had a complicated expression on his face, suddenly stood up. On the snowy mountain, the white-robed old man, who had a complex expression on his face, suddenly stood up.

"Tell this old man one more time!"

A great sun slowly fell down, and its pressure was like a floating mountain!

BOOM!

The Dharma Idol, which had gathered into a sea of clouds, stood on top of the mountain. It raised both of its arms and performed the Japanese stance as it withstood the great sun with great difficulty!

In his Dharma Idol, old man Yunhai was sweating profusely. He had used all of his skills, and was gnashing his teeth in rage!

However, the great sun still continued to rumble downwards, smashing the floating mountains and sinking them!

"Enough!"

A voice rang out. Yun Zhan and Yun Shu, as well as white clouds, drifted over from outside the Floating Sea Bitter Mountain, dragging the sinking sun!

A few more voices came from the mountain.

"Calm down!"

"I have miscalculated."

"Enough?" Within the snow-capped mountain cave, the white-robed elder was enraged upon hearing this.

"Come, come, come. This old man will ask you, Yun Wuya, what do you mean enough?"

In a blessed immortal land, the sect disciples looked up and saw a huge sun descending from the sky!

A white barrier was instantly erected in the air above Wuya Hall. In just a split-second, it was shattered on the spot!

"Come, you, Yun Wuya, tell this old man, is it enough!"

The disciples of the Boundless Palace all rubbed their eyes. Was this a dream? The next round of suns fell from the sky, and they were all held by the Hall Master. Then …

Then, another round of sun fell from the sky, directly smashing the hall master into the ground!

Floating Sea, Bitter Mountain. The sky filled with snow and wind turned into a vast ocean under the shine of the great sun.

The bitter mountain of the 9,999 steps was smashed into the ground!

"Do you still think that it's not a big deal? After all, he is your Spirit Mountain disciple! "

The old voice of Zhang San sounded out.

In the cave, the old man snorted and the Great Sun returned to the deep pool.

"Zhang San has betrayed the divine mountain, what he has done has nothing to do with it! Wang Er is only thinking about old friendship, if you continue to insult my divine mountain, don't blame this old man for being impolite! "

On the divine mountain, no one dared to speak!

Floating Sea Ascending Mountain.

From now on, the only thing left of Lu Chen was the floating mountain! Tears fell down, and the wind and snow turned into a sea of bitterness.

— —

On a small island covered with dense foliage and trees, Wang Er supported the weakened man in black robes and sat down. The tide was moving slowly in the distance, gradually approaching its speed, and behind it were surging waves that reached the mountain.

Wang Er looked at the pale-faced Zhang San. At this moment, she could feel that the man was like a broken bucket, and his cultivation and life force were slowly disappearing.

"How can this be? "Is it the backlash from the Heavenly Dao?" Wang Er asked.

Zhang San shook his head, "It's because my Destiny Tablet has been erased, so I'm unable to absorb any spiritual energy at all. My cultivation level has dropped by six to seven times, and my body is gradually aging."

Zhang San raised his hand, and his white and plump hands began to dry up. "At this rate, I will …"

"I won't!"

Wang Er was extremely angry and the tide was pushed back 800 miles!

Holding the hands of Anxiety San, Wang Er said in a deep voice: "There must be another way!"

Feeling the vigorous life force gushing into his hand, Zhang San pulled his hand away and brushed the hair off Wang's temples. He softly said, "It's useless. It will still scatter."

He pushed himself up and the breeze blew. Zhang San took a deep breath and said, "Help me hide my destiny." He pointed with his finger and all of the remaining spiritual energy in the man's body began to move.

"This won't do, this way your time …" Wang Er who temporarily blocked the Heavenly Secrets wanted to stop it.

Zhang San waved his hand. "It's alright. I have to go see someone."

— —

In the garden, looking at the ruins, the old man was so angry that he stomped his feet. He casually picked up a piece of the vegetable leaf and muttered to himself, "The younger generation in Wuya Hall is weaker than the younger generation.

The old man straightened his back, "Covering the sky? Then let this old man have a look! "

The vegetable leaf in his hand seemed to be filled with life. It was flickering with veins that flickered between bright and dark.

In the west, a rhesus monkey opened its eyes. Golden light flickered, and the monk that was feeding the white horse closed his hands and recited, 'Amitabha'.

In the desolate land, in a bottomless abyss, a pair of eyes suddenly opened. It was dark and turbid, as if it had not seen the light for tens of thousands of years.

Black smoke curled around him. A cold shout came from the mountainous palace, "Scram!"

In the craggy area, the old man who was sharpening his blade frowned. The sharpening speed of the blade in his hand was even faster than the blade of a butcher who was slaughtering animals.

Within the lush bamboo house, a young scholar was flipping through a book. On the book, it was written that there was a leaf obstructing the way, and Mount Tai could not be seen!

In the garden, the vegetable leaves in the old man's hand turned into dust. He sighed and was no longer angry. He laughed and said, "Alright, alright, alright. I won't look anymore."

The old man bent down and began to tidy up the dilapidated garden.

"I'll see the corpse if I don't die!"

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