Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 162: The formation is broken, the people are killed, and the yellow bird arrives

"This formation is too strange. Go all out and don't hold back."

"Follow me, kill!"

"Zhang Yuanzhu, do you know what you are doing?"

Under the roar.

Golden suns rose into the sky, clouds and mists blocked the view, a pale and blazing sea of fire rose, and pieces of white paper covered the sky.

All the monks no longer concealed their identities and revealed their strongest means of attack.

For a moment, it actually suppressed the burning divine fire, preventing the mountains, rivers, earth, and lake water from melting.

"Tai Ri, Chu Yun, Yuan Guo, and the paper man, I will definitely settle accounts with them one by one in the future."

Zhang Yuanzhu sneered, his eyes filled with extremely cruel murderous intent.

The clenched palms loosened, one hand naturally slid down, and the five fingers of the other hand changed, forming a hand seal that looked like a fist or a seal.

"Feast!"

A long roar echoed through the sky.

The mountains and rivers beneath his feet trembled violently, and the formation patterns spread across the mountains and rivers collapsed. The formation plates destroyed themselves and emitted a brilliant light.

A long golden dragon jumped out of the pool.

Every scale is lifelike, and every ray of light is engraved with patterns.

The golden dragon roared, the mountains and rivers shook, and the heaven and earth were shaking.

Zhang Yuanzhu's body trembled slightly, and cracks appeared on his body, like glass about to break.

With a tiny body, he could leverage the power of heaven and earth.

Even if one takes advantage of the terrain, formations, the weather, and various other means to mitigate the situation, it is still enough to crush 99% of the cultivators at the seventh level of Qi training.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuanzhu is one of the rare exceptions.

The boy's expression remained unchanged, still cruel and determined to kill.

The five fingers that formed the seal suddenly stretched out.

And the mountains also moved at this moment!

Rumble!
Amidst an indescribable roar, five mountains collapsed.

It was like five fingers grasping the golden dragon.

The world fell into silence at this moment, and the foundation-building cultivators stared blankly at the scene before them.

With mountains as arrows and golden dragons as weapons, this scene is too terrifying.

It caused all the spells in their hands to come to a halt.

The breath of death was felt so clearly for the first time.

No matter how many foundation-building and major repairs you make, what you think and want.

The hand that covered the sky was already holding the golden dragon and smashed down.

"Zhang Yuanzhu?"

“Zhang Yuanzhu!!!”

Some people tried their best to scream and use all kinds of means, but they turned into blood mud and burned to ashes.

Some people fled frantically, but were blocked by the divine fire and died.

Someone transformed into a golden sun and madly crashed into the palm. Finally, the sun went out and the sky was covered in blood.

This scene was too tragic. The high-ranking foundation-building masters fell one after another.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, we are all your elders. Killing people like this will be detested by heaven."

A figure tore off the black robe, revealing a Taoist robe belonging to the Tairi Taoist school.

There were also monks who directly put on the items that symbolized the elders of the Dharma lineage and screamed at the top of their lungs:
"I am the elder of the Chuyun Dharma lineage. Youngster, you want to kill me. Do you want to betray your sect?"

There were also monks who put on paper clothes, showed their mission jade slips, and shouted to the sky.

"We are here to eliminate the demons. This is all just a misunderstanding. Please retreat immediately, young ones."

The eight surviving foundation-building cultivators all revealed their identities in order to survive.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the rubble, his body shaking, blood flowing down from the wound, dyeing the ground red.

He looked at the monks who were almost going crazy from afar, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"At this moment, I'm afraid you're kidding me."

In a low laugh.

The palm that covered the sky slammed down.

Amidst the wailing sounds, another 'elder' fell.

Zhang Yuanzhu's body swayed and he stumbled forward.

"I will send you into the cycle of reincarnation. On the road to the underworld, kowtow and repent, and your sins will be halved."

boom!
Another palm strike came down, and the two foundation-building cultivators turned into dust.

The boy's body shook even more, and it seemed that he would fall down at any moment.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you deserve to die."

"He won't be able to hold on for much longer. Let's drag this beggar to death."

"At the Qi training stage, he can't control such great power."

There were still five surviving monks, who attacked frantically, all kinds of light bloomed, turned into a long river, and killed towards the sky.

Countless attacks were directed towards the hand that covered the clouds.

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was cold, and he continued to slap his palm forward.

Boom! Click!
A cultivator from the Chuyun lineage died completely.

But the sound of breaking was like the most beautiful music in the world, which made the four remaining people excited.

A finger made up of mountains broke!
"kill him!"

The attack became more frenzied, and facing life and death, everyone fought desperately.

boom! Boom! Boom!

The young man staggered, but kept moving forward, his palms constantly falling.

But as time passed, the remaining power of the formation became weaker and weaker, and even if it kept getting closer, it could not be improved much.

Click! Click.
Fingers were cut off and figures were beaten into pulp.

Both sides tried their best.

The magic power is boiling, the will is fighting, and they are all waiting for one side to fall.

As time passed, the two sides got closer and closer.

One side is only at the seventh level of Qi training, while the other side is at the foundation-building stage.

Boom!

There was another deafening roar.

The giant palm that covered the clouds suddenly disintegrated, and countless pieces of stone fell like heavy rain.

"Hahaha!"

"Zhang Yuanzhu, I am from the Chuyun lineage, I am from the Yuan Dynasty royal family, we are victorious!" The only remaining foundation-building cultivator laughed crazily.

After a fierce fight and desperate attempts, he finally survived.

This feeling is an unprecedented pleasure.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the man wearing a tattered Taoist robe and building a foundation stopped laughing.

He turned his gaze to the young man who was leaning against the wreckage with his head bowed.

Take a step forward, getting closer.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you are a well-deserved genius. I'm afraid Ye Jinxian is not as good as you."

"Born in the Yuan Kingdom, but chose the wrong path. What a pity."

Zhang Yuanzhu suddenly raised his drooping head, revealing a handsome face and a playful smile.

He slowly spread out his hand, which had been hanging down, to reveal a burning talisman.

"So, you are really the only one left."

'What's the meaning? ’

This thought just emerged in Elder Chuyun's mind.

A huge red-gold sun leaped out from the young man's palm, carrying with it a scorching heat that could burn everything.

Boom, forward collision!
Everything was burning as far as the eye could see.

The talisman belonging to the level of Condensing Evil exerted the most terrifying power.

The only remaining foundation-building repair turned into dust in an instant.

Bang!
The boy leaned against the rock, breathing heavily.

Every time he exhaled, his body trembled and severe pain spread to every corner.

This time, using the terrain and formations to attack the enemy was too difficult, and his body was almost crushed.

Fortunately, he survived in the end
tower! tower! tower!
The sound of crisp footsteps came from afar.

A girl in a black dress came from the end of the earth.

The girl is not very old, but she is graceful and slender, with a well-proportioned body. Her black hair is flying, and there is a kind of wisdom in her fair forehead. Her eyebrows are curved and her eyes are bright, making her look like an elf on earth.

Beautiful and otherworldly.

The girl walked towards Zhang Yuanzhu step by step.

An inexplicable crisis kept warning him in his heart, far exceeding the major overhaul he was facing in building his foundation.

The girl's black hair hung down, her red lips slightly parted with concern.

"Fellow Daoist, you are seriously injured and need help."

"Stop!"

A low shout stirred up a cloud of dust.

Zhang Yuanzhu's double pupils glowed with green light, and a rich vitality filled every corner of his body.

The bleeding stopped, the muscles moved, and the wounds healed.

Except for the blood-stained red robe, there is no difference from before the formation was launched.

The momentum that had declined to the extreme was restored to its peak in an instant.

All this was done in the blink of an eye.

Even the young girl who was walking towards him with graceful lotus steps would pause, with her eyebrows slightly curved like a crescent moon.

She seemed genuinely happy for the other person's recovery.

"Fellow Daoist, with such means, it seems that you don't need help."

Zhang Yuanzhu let his arms hang naturally, his double pupils looking at the girl in front of him.

Not only was the danger not eliminated, it became even more intense.

"A rat like you who likes to hide in the gutter, are you from the paper man lineage, or an evil cultivator of the demonic way?"

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Laughter like silver bells echoed between the two of them.

"Didn't you use a little strategy to kill the enemy this time, my friend? It's not necessarily fair."

"Strategy, calculation, and planning are all part of strength."

The girl raised her hand, a ray of light bloomed, and pictures appeared in her palm.

"Come, follow your sister and take a walk."

At this moment, Zhang Yuanzhu was almost at the point of extreme alarm.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous! !
Zhang Yuanzhu had an expressionless face as he took out a black talisman from his bosom. The aura of the Golden Elixir True Lord permeated every corner of the world.

He held the talisman in his hand, and streaks of lightning appeared on the talisman.

"If you can withstand the attack of the Golden Core, why not follow you?"

The pretty face of the girl in the black dress stiffened slightly, the scroll in her hand slowly disappeared, and a hint of disappointment appeared in her beautiful and lively eyes, which made people feel pity.

She stopped moving forward and sighed softly, feeling helpless.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you so aggressive?"

"I have no ill intentions in coming here. I simply have a great opportunity that I want to share with you."

Zhang Yuanzhu had an indifferent expression, his blood-red robe fluttered, his black hair danced wildly, and he was filled with murderous intent.

The talisman in his palm flickered with lightning, becoming more and more intense.

The girl shook her head, as if she was helpless about the boy's distrust.

The extended jade palm flipped over.

Four medium-grade spirit stones emerged and then floated in front of Zhang Yuanzhu.

A soft voice came out.

"I am the owner of Lingyuan Pavilion. Fellow Daoist, you have rented the cave for six months, but you haven't lived in it for two months. I should return the spirit stones."

"Two in one month, four in two months. Fellow Daoist, please check and see if there are any mistakes."

Zhang Yuanzhu was silent, looking at the four spirit stones floating in front of him.

"Boring things."

He waved his sleeves and picked up the items on the ground.

The girl chuckled, reached out her jade hand, took back the spirit stone, and looked at the other person's busy figure.

"This opportunity involves the Golden Core True Lord. Don't you want to know?"

There was no response, only faster movements.

The girl's smile became even brighter. She turned around and went back the way she came.

Her steps were graceful, like the swaying of a divine lotus, and a faint sound was heard slowly.

"Ye Jinxian of the Immortal Weapon Valley should be relatively close to fellow Daoist."

"I know a lot about her. If you want to hear more, you can come to Lingyuan Pavilion in two months."

(End of this chapter)