Almost all monks looked at the sky in a daze, watching the giant palm fall.

There are no more actions, huge and heavy, substantial pressures that prevent them from doing more actions.

I can only watch, watch the "sky" fall and fall.

However, there are still monks who can move.

Yue Wushuang's hair tore the bun and the hairbands, and stood up like sharp swords.

He didn't say anything, and the many sword shadows formed by the sword intent behind him were shaking and circulating into his body.

The sword element boiled without reservation and stirred up on Yue Wushuang's body. A giant sword was formed, with the five elements sword intent as the foundation, the sword intent of the Nirvana as the edge, and many sword intents surrounded it.

The terrifying power twisted everything around him, and the gorgeous giant sword turned into a fuzzy, sharp, chaotic sword shadow that destroyed everything!

With his body turned into a sword, at this moment, Yue Wushuang stepped into the peak of his own strength!

The chaotic sword shadow aimed at the sky and fell a huge palm.

Yue Wushuang felt that he could slash out of the sword and break through Tianqing. He could soar into the sky and enter the tribulation period directly!

He raised his natal sword in his hand and soared into the sky!

A shocking sword!

Slash the Nine Heavens with one sword!

The Chaos Sword Shadow collided with the giant palm, and the power was not released, and it condensed to the extreme, only bursts of black ripples spreading towards both sides in the sky.

Wherever you pass, the things you touch instantly turn into powder.

Fortunately, only a towering lonely peak was affected. As for the birds, beasts and birds around, they had already scattered when the non-Sword Cultivators attacked.

In contrast, the raging winds of flying sand and rocks caused by the discharge of air are not worth mentioning to the monks.

The raging wind was shaking the entire mountain gate.

The sword shadow dissipated and the giant palm shattered.

The Shocking Sword against the Heavenly Qing Palm seemed to be a situation where both sides suffered losses.

However, in the dissipating sword shadow, Yue Wushuang fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground, his hair was scattered, as messy as a madman.

His breath faded and shaking, and he couldn't even stand up, so he could only kneel on the ground.

Yue Wushuang grabbed the sword with one hand, supporting himself without falling down.

Cracks began to appear on the body of the sword, spreading to the hilt of the sword, and then "spread" to Yue Wushuang.

In less than a few breaths, a series of black and fine wounds appeared on Yue Wushuang's body, like a broken sword, like the natal sword in his hand, like porcelain on the edge of a broken one.

Blood penetrated from the wound, turning him into a bloody man.

The ground is covered with a layer of blood.

The whole person looks like a feeling of desolation at the end of the journey.

On the other hand, Tang Luo, who was standing not far from Yue Wushuang.

His face was plain, and he looked down at Yue Wushuang, took his hand back, and there was not even a trace of wound in the center of his palm.

The broken big handprint only represents that the power released by Tang Luo was "shattered" in the collision.

It’s not that it is impossible to hurt Tang Luo by breaking the big handprints, but that this kind of thing is not something that a child with Refining Void can do.

Yue Wushuang used all his strength to attack the sky sword, but barely resisted Tang Luo's casual blow.

The field was quiet, with only the sound of the breathing of the seriously injured monk.

"I... didn't...lose..."

Yue Wushuang slowly raised his head and struggled to speak.

"Oh?" Tang Luo raised his tone slightly.

"It's not a crime of war." Yue Wushuang looked around and swept over the slightly excited defeated men. "Just relying on this group of garbage, I want to defeat my Yue Wushuang?"

"You shouldn't exist!"

Yue Wushuang turned his head suddenly and looked at Tang Luo, "You are the will of God, and all I lost to is the will of God!"

A strong man who emerged out of thin air and could not resist at all.

Yue Wushuang didn't feel that he had lost. If he wanted to lose, he would just lose to God on his head.

It is God that he does not allow a sword cultivator like him to appear.

That's why Tang Xuanzang appeared.

"It seems to make some sense." Tang Luo said, "But it is not that mysterious. Give me a sword and I will give you a palm."

After saying that, he ignored Yue Wushuang's gradually widening eyes and turned around and wandered outside the Qingtian Sword Sect.

“…”

“…”

No one dared to stand in front of Tang Luo, and a road was separated. Even if someone was seriously injured, he struggled to get out of the way.

"Tang Xuanzang!"

Yue Wushuang's roar came from behind him.

"Leave it for you." Tang Luo did not look back, "I want the key to the Land of Heavenly Sword in a few days."

This is not what Yue Wushuang said, but what other monks said, sword cultivators and non-sword cultivators.

Behind the fierce battle broke out again, and only if the sword cultivators fell down or the non-sword cultivators escaped, would they completely end.

"Tang Xuanzang!"

The roar of Yue Wushuang's near-death beast came again.

He said that Tang Luo was the will of heaven, not the crime of war. He lost under the will of heaven, and naturally he would die under the will of heaven.

Just like the various "tribulations" during the Tribulation Period.

Unexpectedly, Tang Luo did not kill him, his life would end in the hands of a group of defeated generals he looked down upon.

It was a blow to the proud Yue Wushuang.

You are not a "heavenly powerful man" that needs God's will to target. Don't take yourself too high, it's so simple.

By the way, I'll also cheat me.

It doesn't take too much, just one palm is enough.

After leaving Qingtian Sword Sect, Tang Luo came to Wan Yao Ridge, and the people of Lieyang and others were still locked up.

The two non-sword cultivators were not dead either.

But everyone looks half dead.

"Master!"

The temporary prisoner and gatekeeper Ao Yulie saw Tang Luo coming and flew over immediately.

The Xiaotian dog appeared and jumped on Tang Luo's shoulder.

"Let these people be let go, where is Bajie?" Tang Luo said.

"The second senior brother said that there are some natural and earth treasures suitable for refining weapons in this world. Anyway, he will melt more and have been collecting them for several days." Ao Yulie said.

"Yes." Tang Luo nodded.

Mysterious transformation is different from ordinary magic weapons.

Many magic weapons focus on various mysterious uses, and they can be refined. It is extremely troublesome to change them later.

Just like decoration, decorating a rough house is actually easier than redecorating a second-hand house that has been renovated.

Redecoration is not a destructive demolition. This one needs to be preserved and that one needs to be improved.

Secondary destruction and other issues must also be considered.

The mysterious transformation is simple and crude, and it is particularly strong and tough.

It's fine if it can bear it, it's not easy to break.

There is no need to consider other things. If there are any good materials, they will pile them up as long as they can be melted and there will be no conflict.

Even if the weight is constantly stacked, it doesn't matter.

Even if it is heavier than the golden cudgel, Tang Luo can still use it.

Zhu Bajie actually made this simple and crude weapon very pleasant, just like he was splashing ink and wiping his hands freely.

That was so comfortable.

In the sunset, you are refining your weapons happily, that is Zhu Bajie's youth.

"Master, what's going on over there, are you not going to be an undercover agent?" Ao Yulie asked. Since he was going to let these people go, it proves that Tang Luo was not an undercover agent and the undercover agent's cause has been completed.

"Yes." Tang Luo briefly said the matter.
To be continued...