Outside Zhuoyu Mountain, dozens of monks arrived quickly.

There were casual cultivators nearby, as well as monks from Jiuhua Mountain, Cangwu Mountain, Wulian Mountain and other places. They all noticed the powerful fluctuations in mana and came to watch the show.

The noise caused by Yan Nu's two bombardments of the Dharma Realm was too great, and the secular world might not be shaken too far, but the invisible fluctuations in magic power could be sensed by monks from very far away.

When they saw the Dharma Realm covered by Gen Mountain, their scalps were numb with shock.

"This is a message from an immortal. How is it possible? I remember that there are only martial arts sects here."

"Is it really a martial arts sect? Look again, there are many monks."

"What a swallowing heaven gate, hidden deep."

"But if there are immortals, isn't it the Immortal Sect?"

Many monks are puzzled, and they don't know who taught this immortal magic.

Usually this kind of Dharma Realm is only found in the Immortal Sect!

One can imagine how shocking it is to appear in a small secular sect.

While they contacted their respective mountain gates to report the situation, they continued to watch the show without any intention of intervening.

After all, you can tell at a glance that the secrets here are chaotic.

Secondly, the two previous bursts of power from Yan Slave were terrifying and not something they could interfere with.

For a moment, all the monks looked at the two Taihang Immortal Sect disciples in the sky. Auras of light flashed in circles behind their heads, and they were clearly two golden bodies.

Things that go against the will of heaven are under the control of the Immortal Sect. This is the decree of heaven.

At this moment, these two Taihang Immortal Sect disciples were chatting in low voices with troubled expressions on their faces.

They want to take care of it, but they can't break this heaven-covering dharma realm!

The two were arguing, and suddenly one of them crushed the talisman, and the other stretched out his palm, and a huge pillar of fire stood out from his palm.

Then there was no movement, as if waiting silently.

Anyone with knowledge knows that the pillar of fire in the palm is equivalent to a portal.

Most people in the Immortal Sect are good at the Five Elements Escape. You may not know when an expert will arrive in this pillar of fire.

They continued to watch the battle and saw that in the barrier, Yan Nu's defense was astonishing. He ignored many warriors and attacked the ten sword cultivators of the Divine Consciousness Stage.

Everyone can see that his magic weapon is powerful, his body is strong, and the energy in his body seems to be endless. How can he defeat him?

So they all dispersed in all directions, avoiding its sharp edge and only dealing with it.

However, today is no different than in the past, and Yan Nu’s mastery of techniques is no less than theirs.

I will never be dragged around by others at will, especially in these stages of spiritual awareness, I am far from qualified.

"Magic of magic!"

Yan Nu's spear hit the breastplate, and his body turned into a red afterimage.

This is a spell that only famous sects know, and it is as fast as lightning. Master Aloe taught it, but Yan Nu did not learn it. In fact, he was not suitable for casting spells. Even the art of transforming flames was learned by force from the Book of Ten Thousand Techniques.

But this does not prevent him from learning this technique with his peerless magic weapon.

This battle for Yan Nu is not in vain. The more you cast the Fierce Armor spell, the more proficient it will become, and its powerful computing power will gradually grow.

"Which sect are you from? What kind of Tao are you cultivating!" An elder was shocked, and his face completely changed color.

Yan Nu is both true energy and Gang Qi. How can these two energies be used at the same time?

At first I saw that his moves were rough and wasteful, so I thought I could mediate, but unexpectedly, he immediately used Xuanmen's authentic and superior spells, and his speed soared.

"I have no sect, but I am cultivating the Tao of Peace!" Yan Nu flashed his blazing light, passed over the man, and penetrated his head with a spear.

Everyone in the Tiantian Clan was horrified, as one of the Divine Consciousness Stages was killed in an instant.

What shocked them even more was Yan Nu’s words!

"Are you from Taiping Dao? How is that possible? Hasn't Taiping Dao been destroyed long ago?" The remaining nine Supreme Elders all had trembling eyes. Obviously, this name has a lot of background.

"Ah? Taiping is destroyed? If it is destroyed, I will create it again!" Yan Nu didn't understand what they meant, but Taiping cannot be destroyed, he wants to bring peace.

Amidst the roar, Yan Slave flew rapidly, driving endless thunder, lightning and stone fire, which shocked people's hearts.

When the gun is fired, a dazzling silver light blooms, and the silver snake dances like a lightning comet.

"Bang!" Two more people were killed by the volley.

"Damn it, he is the successor of Taiping Dao! He practices the "Essential Art of Taiping"!" The great elder's eyes were about to burst.

The others were surprised and asked: "What are the magic tricks?"

"How do I know! Taipingdao has been destroyed for more than a hundred years."

They have little foundation in Tuntianmen and a short history, so they don’t know what magical methods Taipingdao has.

But many of the monks outside the barrier knew about it, especially the Taihang Immortal Sect, who knew the origin of Taiping Dao very clearly.

The two golden bodies of the Taihang Immortal Sect looked at each other solemnly: "This boy is actually the successor of Taiping Dao! He is trying to kill Cangtian again!"

"Senior brother, wasn't Taiping Road completely destroyed back then? I remember not a single one was left."

"Yes, after Zhang Jiao's death, the Taiping Dao monks were wiped out one by one, and the inheritance was completely wiped out. But don't forget... the real driving force behind the scenes, the person who handed down the Taiping Sutra, is always there."

"Hey, senior brother, you mean... Nanhua Immortal? Didn't you say that he is so disappointed that he no longer cares about human affairs?"

"Well, who knows... In today's troubled times, Nanhua Immortal may not come back again, so he starts to choose successors again in an attempt to bring him peace."

"But it doesn't look like it. The tricks this guy used have no trace of Taiping Dao at all."

"Don't look at the surface, junior brother. The "Taiping Sutra" passed down by Immortal Nanhua back then contained the most profound truths. It was Zhang Jiao's own cleverness that derived the 'Essential Techniques of Taiping' from it."

They exchanged words quickly, and the junior brother among them showed a look of astonishment: "Senior brother said that everything has potential, but it does not belong to the four levels of Tao, reason, law, and magic."

"No matter what technique or method, it is just a rudimentary technique. Everyone can develop techniques and create techniques. The real essence is always Tao, and the real foundation is always principle."

"If you look at it this way, this child's energy is vast and endless. It may be caused by the 'strength of all peoples', and his realm seems to have no realm. It may be that Nanhua Immortal has improved the "Taiping Jing"."

The senior brother's face turned dark: "That Nanhua Immortal, if he doesn't stay in seclusion or enjoy his leisurely travels, he actually wants to cause trouble in the human world again. I really don't want the world to be in chaos..."

He was only in the golden stage, but he dared to be dissatisfied with the immortal in his words.

It can be seen how much impact Taiping Dao had on him back then, and even vaguely showing fear. It was not the fear of immortals, but the fear of Taiping Dao.

…

"Boohoo!"

"Uh! Where is the Patriarch! Why hasn't the Patriarch returned yet?"

Everyone tried their best to dodge, and used their sword control skills crazily, intertwining with Yan Slave to create a dense stream of light in the air.

They were exhausted and tried their best to fight, but they still kept dying.

Yannu had also heard the monkey's words before and knew that Miaohan was trapped in the universe inside his belly.

He kept his eyes fixed on the great elder, his speed surged again, and he was about to kill him.

Suddenly, the great elder spit out a black iron sword, which clanged! He held Yan Nu's spear.

The escaping waves shook away, but the great elder drew out the vast Gang Qi from the sword to protect his whole body.

"Huh?" Yan Nu tilted his head. Isn't this his symbiotic weapon? This is Miaohan's sword.

Seeing that the sword was not damaged at all, the great elder raised his lips: "Although the power absorbed is not enough, it should be enough to kill you."

"What did it absorb?" Yan Nu asked curiously.

He stared at the sword and found that it contained a power he had never seen before.

Looking back, every other month in Taixu, I felt like I had adapted to something. One of them was a powerful, sharp force.

It's just absorbed by the sword, so his body doesn't have it.

"Hmph, the power to kill you!" The great elder smiled coldly.

Invoking the power in the sword, he slashed with his hand.

In an instant, a flash of white light appeared and instantly cut into Yan Nu's neck.

Seeing this white light, countless people inside and outside the venue were shocked: "Mystical swordsmanship!"

Zhao Yu, Master Aloe and the others all know about this magical power. It is one of the Earthly Demons. It is a magical sword. In terms of cutting alone, it is invincible in the world.

This white qi of swordsmanship can be attached to and blessed by any sword, sword qi, or sword gang.

Even the primary effect makes it impossible for any magic weapon or spell to block this sword energy.

If the participation is complete, it will have infinite and unconditional sharpness, and it is said that it can cut everything.

So let alone a peerless magic weapon, even if it is an immortal weapon, as long as the holder does not have the corresponding magical power to resist, it will definitely be cut open by this 'sword magic'!

Many monks outside the venue were amazed. They were not amazed at the magical powers of swordsmanship. After all, at their level, they had seen a lot of magical powers.

What they were amazed about was...why did this man show no signs of using his magical powers?

What about the flash of black? What about communicating the way of heaven?
To be continued...