Amidst the whistling wind, among the dozen or so people behind Zheng Shiyi, several disciples of the Sword Control Sect looked at each other, nodded slightly, and suddenly rushed out from behind at the same time, pulled out the ice blade in their hands, and slashed towards Zheng Shiyi.
"What are you doing!"
"traitor!"
"stop!"
"Uncle, be careful!"
The other disciples of the Sword Mastering Sect were furious when they saw the few people who suddenly took action, and each one of them shouted loudly.
Around Chen Quming, a group of people who had stayed here before took action at the same time.
For a moment, rays of light shone and struck in the direction of Zheng Shiyi.
As countless attacks fell, the entire space shook.
Sneak attack
A sneer appeared at the corner of Zheng Shiyi's mouth. After experiencing so many fights and countless pursuits, how could he trust others so easily.
Standing on the spot, he just stretched out a hand and waved his sleeves towards the few disciples of the Sword Master Sect who were rushing down. As his sleeves were rolled up, a violent wind blew up. The wind was so strong that it seemed to be able to destroy As if a hurricane was coming to the city, countless sand and stones shattered on the ground and blew up against the hurricane.
Under the strong wind, several people jumped into the air and suddenly lost control of their bodies. It felt as if they were knocked away by a palm of a peerless master who was far more powerful than them. The energy and blood in their bodies surged crazily, and their bodies were blown by the strong wind. Zhong Geng was crushed instantly and torn into powder.
"The peak of the Juzhen Realm?"
Zheng Shiyi looked at Chen Quming who was flying down. He retracted the palm he had just waved and slapped Chen Quming down.
It just looked extremely simple, and an ordinary palm flew down. In the sky, a palm shadow flew out. The palm shadow was not big, and it looked ordinary. But when the palm fell, Chen Quming's face in the sky suddenly changed. Change.
This...why, why do you feel like you can't dodge this palm
This palm seems to have blocked all his escape routes. He has just entered the True Gathering Realm. Why does this palm give me the illusion of being unstoppable
Chen Quming somehow felt an uncontrollable tremor in his soul when he faced the palm falling in front of him.
The next moment, the palm silhouette that originally seemed to be some distance away suddenly appeared in front of him and hit him hard on the chest.
"bump!"
There was a loud noise that seemed like the sky was collapsing. Chen Quming felt as if he was hit by an extremely towering mountain from the sky. His whole body exploded in an instant, and the red blood was like a huge Like the dust that rose up under the impact, it rose towards the sky and then fell.
All around, everyone looked at Chen Quming, who instantly turned into a rain of blood. They were all completely stunned and couldn't believe what they saw.
Chen Quming was a person at the pinnacle of the True Gathering Realm, and he was a servant of Mr. Chen, one of the three sons.
Mr. Chen's servants, even among his fellow cultivators, were extremely powerful beings. Now in Zheng Shiyi's hands, he had no room for resistance and was killed so easily.
Zheng Shiyi, he is still in the early stage of the True Gathering Realm!
Zheng Shiyi killed Chen Quming with one palm, but it was as if he had done an ordinary thing. He looked at the people around him with a look of impatience in his eyes.
"It's too much, it's too much trouble."
As soon as I thought about it, a huge tower appeared between heaven and earth. The blood-red tower seemed to be poured with blood. The thick smell of blood instantly spread across the entire place, and an invisible fear enveloped everyone's hearts. In this ancient tomb , everyone felt the eerie and dark atmosphere for the first time.
"This is… "
"What an evil weapon!"
"Zheng Shiyi, you... you actually use such treasures!"
Zheng Shiyi listened to the shouts of the people around him and ignored them at all. With a twist of his wrist, the Blood Prison Pagoda fell straight down like a mace in the hand of an ancient demon god, and swept towards everyone with a sweeping force of thousands of troops. , blood filled the sky, and pieces of meat flew everywhere.
The young masters who gathered here were unable to resist under the Blood Hell Pagoda. In an instant, this area was covered with blood, leaving only Zheng Shiyi and a few sword masters standing behind him. Disciple of the sect.
"Uncle Master..."
"Uncle Master, you..."
Several disciples of the Knife Control Sect looked at Zheng Shiyi who was standing there speechless. They opened their mouths one by one, wanting to speak, but they didn't know what to say.
They could not imagine that they could actually see such a scene. The younger generation of masters in the chaos had no resistance in front of Zheng Shiyi. Their Master Zheng killed them as easily as killing a chicken. That's not a battle at all, it's just a massacre!
All of this is simply, simply too shocking. How could someone in the early stage of the True Gathering Realm be so strong? Even in the early stage of the Soul Refining Realm, he was only like this!
"You guys, go back first." Zheng Shiyi looked around and said to a few people: "These people are dead. If someone comes again later, they may harm you."
"Then... what about you, Uncle Master?"
"Me? I naturally want to continue practicing." Zheng Shiyi pointed to the bodhi tree behind him as a matter of course.
"But Uncle Master, you have no food." One person said as if he remembered something, and began to take out the Qiankun Bag and rummage through it: "Uncle Master, I may still have some food here."
"No need, I don't have food, but they do." Zheng Shiyi raised his finger and pointed at the corpses on the ground and laughed. These people had not taken action against him just now, and even reminded him when others attacked him. Under such circumstances, they still cherish the friendship of being from the same sect to themselves who are not really classmates.
A warm current rose from his heart. Zheng Shiyi patted the shoulders of the people in front of him and said, "Okay, let's go quickly. Be careful here. I'll be looking for you when I return to the sect."
Several people also understood the current situation and turned around to leave without further delay. Zheng Shiyi looked at the leaving figures of the people and sighed slightly in his heart. He never thought that he could break through to the early stage of the gathering realm so quickly. If he had known that now, he would You shouldn't have agreed to the merger.
With his current strength, even if he doesn't join the clan, he can still protect himself!
Zheng Shiyi sighed and started rummaging through the people around him.
"This is... a hundred-year-old ethereal liquid, which is most suitable for the warriors of the gathering realm. It is used to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence. Normally, even if you have money, you can't buy it, and no one will sell it. It's a treasure that is found in such a person. Got it? I’m afraid it’s the treasure this person got in this holy tomb.”
"Linglong sand... is a rare material for martial arts training. It is known as the hardest sand in the chaotic land."
"Cun Ju Tian Yuan Dan... This... Isn't this the legendary elixir that could only be refined by Lord Fei Luan Dan, one of the most famous alchemists in Luan Di?"
Zheng Shiyi kept digging through piles of treasures, and the more he looked at them, the more excited he became. These treasures are definitely far more precious than these people should have. I guess they got these treasures in the Holy Tomb. They can go At this point, you know that the bodhi tree is indispensable for luck and wisdom, and it is normal to get treasures in the holy tomb.
However, in this way, it is an advantage for himself.
Zheng Shiyi rummaged around and returned to the bodhi tree and started practicing.
This time, he no longer even experienced separate reincarnations. Sometimes, he felt like he was floating in the sky, comprehending the changes in the world, and watching the rise and fall of dynasties...
What he has to do now is to practice and continue to practice. There is no place more suitable for his practice than here. Although there are other adventures in the Holy Tomb, and the only purpose of coming to the Holy Tomb is not the Bodhi tree, but now this is the most suitable for you.
What I have to do now is to practice under the Bodhi tree until I reach the ultimate position. Maybe when I leave from under the Bodhi tree, I will be strong enough to keep the Qiuxin Sect!
Zheng Shiyi fell into reincarnations again, but figures appeared one after another outside the Bodhi tree.
"This is... what is this?"
Seven figures came from a distance, looking at the giant tree in front of them, each with a look of shock on their face.
"What a gorgeous tree..."
"Gorgeous? This is obviously a huge tree that is completely black."
"What? It's pitch black. Isn't this a giant transparent tree?"
"What I saw was..."
The seven people talked about what they saw, and each one was stunned.
"What we see is different."
"And this breath..."
"Bodhi tree, also known as the legendary Bodhi tree!"
The seven people suddenly reacted, looked at the huge Bodhi tree, and rushed forward quickly. However, when they were about to enter the area where the Bodhi tree was, a wave of waves suddenly appeared in the air in front of them, and then they seemed to be touching. Like an invisible wall, the body bounced back.
"No, you can't enter."
"As expected, the Bodhi Tree is almost inaccessible as rumored."
The seven people shook their heads helplessly. Suddenly, one of the seven people stretched out his hand and pointed to the Bodhi tree in the distance and exclaimed: "People... look over there, there are people practicing under the Bodhi tree."
As the voice fell, the other six people turned their heads and looked over, and a figure came into view.
"There are indeed people."
"How could anyone enter under the Bodhi tree?"
"It's not that the Bodhi Tree is inaccessible. In the long history, I don't know how many masters and geniuses have tried to enter the Bodhi Tree, but I haven't heard of anyone who has succeeded. How could that person be able to enter? Under the Bodhi tree?”
"This person... I seem to have seen..." The person who spoke first looked into the distance with a look of recollection. As his words fell, a person on the side seemed to remember something and exclaimed: "Zheng Shiyi, he is Zheng Shiyi." .Senior brother, you have forgotten that we have seen him competing on the stage of grudges."
"Yes, it's Zheng Shiyi. I thought it looked familiar, so it's him!"
"Zheng Shiyi, he was able to enter under the bodhi tree."
"what should we do?"
Six of the seven people turned their heads at the same time to look at the man with a stern expression who had never spoken.
(End of chapter)