352: C352 meteor

C352 meteor

In the wasteland ten miles west of Tian Village, Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the weather was quite strange tonight. A moment ago, the night sky was filled with stars, and in an instant, it started to rain.

Yang Junshan stood up and walked out of the cave, only to see that the sky was still covered by dark clouds. However, the night sky was still shining brightly, although it illuminated the night sky, it also illuminated the dense dark clouds in the sky.

This was a battle between cultivators with supernatural powers. After being blocked by the astral winds, the dense spiritual energy surged and dispersed, forming a strange phenomenon in the air.

To be able to stay high up in the sky and fight at will, that was something only a cultivator in the middle and late stages of the realms could do. Could it be that the change in weather just now was due to the aftershocks from the battle of the sacred art cultivators?

If that was the case, would his location be affected by the battle?

While Yang Junshan was hesitating about whether he should avoid this place for now, he saw a dim light suddenly flashing in the dense dark clouds. The light quickly started to expand and spread in the dark clouds, causing the dark clouds in the sky to fluctuate violently like tides.

Yang Junshan's face changed dramatically. He wanted to cover his ears, but it was too late. In an instant, the entire world became quiet. The expanding ball of light exploded in the sky like a scorching sun, lighting up the entire world.

A few kilometers in front of him, that middle-aged cultivator was still gracefully standing with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a hint of ridicule and pity in his eyes.

"Why?" The Yan Shan Daoist's voice was thick with unwillingness as he said hoarsely, "This old man has never offended you. Why must you put me to death?"

The middle-aged cultivator sighed and said, "It's not that I want to kill you, but you chose this path yourself. The reason is very simple.

Daoist Yan Shan tried his best to calm the restlessness within his body as he said, "This old man does not know what you are talking about!"

"Is that so?" The taunting expression on the middle-aged cultivator's face became even more intense, "Since you don't know anything, then why did the Daoist legacy of the Heaven Shaking Sect suddenly continue on you after five generations? You must be more clear about the price you have paid to advance to the Dao Realm than anyone else! "

The expression on the face of the Yan Shan Daoist drastically changed. A hint of disbelief could be seen as the middle-aged cultivator coldly laughed, "You've thought it through?" Your Heaven Shaking Sect thinks that it has done everything in secret, but your Heaven Shaking Sect is no longer the great sect that used to shake the world of cultivation. It is only a medium-sized sect that is left with only a country's land, and without that person's protection, your so-called secret is just a joke to us! "

"How, how did you know?" The Yan Shan Daoist gritted his teeth and said, "Could it be, could it be a traitor? You have already planted spies in the sect?"

The greatest secret of the sect was known only to himself and a few of the highest levelled cultivators. Today, this information could be clearly calculated and known by everyone, and the position of that traitor in the sect could be imagined!

"Who is it? Since all of you are aware of this, it is likely that your plan against this old man has been perfectly safe. "Yan Shan suddenly calmed down and said," Since that is the case, I ask that you tell me who the traitor is.

The pity on the middle-aged cultivator's face became even stronger, "You are wrong again. The Heaven Shaking Sect obviously has our people, but you and I are only pawns now. Otherwise, do you think that a secret guarded by your Heaven Shaking Sect is something a person like us can scheme against?"

He even began to feel fear. "You, you, no, it's them. Not only do they want to kill me, they want to destroy the legacy of the Heaven Shaking Sect?"

The middle-aged cultivator slowly walked towards Daoist Yan Shan as he spoke, "Do you think that as long as you die, the Heaven Shaking Sect would be able to fend off the backlash from the other sects in the cultivation world of the Yanzhou Region?"

As he spoke, the distance between the middle-aged cultivator and Daoist Yan Shan was now only a short three hundred or so zhang. At this moment, Daoist Yan Shan's face suddenly revealed a ferocious expression, and he said loudly, "Killing this old man won't be that easy!"

"Come!" The dark clouds churned and the space trembled, as if there was a great ancient roar coming from the ancient times. A purplish-gold pillar of light rose from the Heaven-Shaking Peak five hundred kilometers away and once again pierced through heaven and earth like a weapon grasped by a giant.

The middle-aged cultivator's expression changed, and his body, which had been moving forward, suddenly appeared in the air where he had been standing earlier. When he looked at the purple-gold pillar of light, it had already condensed into a three-foot-long purple golden mace, and was now in the hands of Daoist Yan Shan.

The moment this mace landed in the hands of the Taoist Yan Shan, it seemed as if the entire space was shaking with the movement of the purple gold mace. The raging astral wind in the sky also intentionally avoided hundreds of meters away from the purple gold mace the moment it appeared, or else the area within a hundred meter radius would be completely suppressed by the raging astral wind from the purple gold mace.

"Low rank Dao weapon, Knock out the trump card!"

In that instant, the middle-aged cultivator's expression was not that of a grave or panicked expression, but instead carried a trace of excitement from the success of his conspiracy!

He pointed at the middle-aged cultivator from afar and said, "Since you know what I have, you should also know the power of this item. Although you are far stronger than me, you might not be my match right now. If you retreat now, then forget about it, otherwise don't blame me for relying on the power of this Dao item!"

When the middle-aged cultivator heard this, he laughed heartily and said, "If this item were in the hands of Ancestor Jiu Tou, don't say that I am the only existence in this world who wouldn't back off. "If it was in the hands of your Taoist Yan Shan, heh heh, would you be worthy of saying such words?"

"You sure have a sharp tongue. Since that's the case, let me see whether this Purple Gold Knock on the Mountain mace can also make you back off from me!"

The purple gold mace in his hand flashed, and the purple-gold pillar of light once again appeared in the sky. At this moment, he could clearly see that this was not a pillar of light, but a purple-gold mace that was magnified countless times.

The purple gold mace that seemed to pierce through the heavens and earth brought along an earth-shattering aura as it descended upon the middle-aged cultivator's head. Wherever it went, astral winds would be forbade, space would be shattered, and spiritual energy would be eliminated.

"Haha, you've been tricked!"2

At this moment of life and death, the middle-aged cultivator suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly: "Daoist Yanshan, oh Daoist Yanshan, if that purple gold mountain knocking mace was still on the Heaven-Shaking Peak, I would at most kill you alone. With the purple gold mountain knocking mace on the Heaven Punishing Formation, even I wouldn't dare to personally break the Heaven-Shaking Peak's protective formation, what a pity, under this old man's pressure, you would finally save your life and bring the Dao item back from the Heaven-Shaking Peak!"

"You …"

No one was more clear than him on what exactly was hidden in the Heaven Shaking Sect's great protective formation. And the final method of protection left behind by the Nine-Toughed Old Patriarch years ago, all of it came from this purple gold mace in his hand. And this purple gold mace, which he could call upon from the Heaven Shaking Peak, could not be sent back to the Heaven Shaking Peak from five hundred miles away.

Since the Yan Shan Daoist understood everything, he wanted to retreat and return to the Heaven Shaking Sect. At the very least, he would need to bring back the Purple Gold Knocking Mace to the Heaven Shaking Peak!

He, the Swallow Mountain Daoist, could die, but without the suppression of the Violet Gold Mountain knocking trump card, the Heaven Shaking Sect would lose its greatest reliance in the cultivation world!

"It's already too late for me to leave now. I'm willing to take the risk of my life to fight against the purple gold mountain trump card, so how could I not have prepared for something else!"

"Bring it on!"

The astral winds flew in the air, and a divine might that could split heaven and earth suddenly appeared in the world. Even the astral winds that filled the sky seemed to be cut in half, and then an object flew out from the shattered space and landed in the hands of the middle-aged cultivator!

A two-foot-long double-bladed axe was swung up by the middle-aged cultivator. The enormous double-bladed axe formed a Dharma Idol that was even sharper than a purple pillar of light, directly slashing at the Purple Gold Knock Mountain's Dharma Idol.

"Break!"

A blazing light flashed in the competition between the two treasures, and an ear-piercing boom resounded throughout the world. The two Daos that were created grew larger and larger in the process of consuming each other, until it illuminated the entire night sky like sunlight!

"Medium-grade Dao Artifact Soul Fixing Axe, you, you are an Xi Zhou Purple Wind Sect cultivator!"

However, when he spoke, blood gushed out from his mouth and nose like a flood that had been cut off from his body. His entire body instantly collapsed, his flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and the storage magic tools that he brought along collapsed at the same time. The moment some of the treasures inside appeared, they were blown away by the wind and fell down in different directions.

At the same time, the purple-gold mountain knocking mace in Yama Minamiya's hands dissipated. With a 'kakaka' sound, the Heaven Shaking Sect's Sect Suppressing Equipment had shattered into several pieces. It fell into the astral winds and instantly turned into meteors that scattered towards different directions on the ground.

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