Let you conquer the world of low-level martial arts, what the hell is Journey to the West?

Chapter 382: Kill Dao to see me? No! The Heavenly Causal Sword!
Uncle Hong and Qu Jiuniang were just like the extremely curious netizens in the future, like ants on a hot pan, constantly trying to find out news, imagining things, and eager to get their hands on the big melon.

One was that he heard from Zhang Tian that there would be great opportunities here, and then he happened to meet Shaolin's outdoor master, Monk Xuanbei, and immediately felt that there must be a secret.

The other one was there to gather information, and when he saw that two of the world's top sects had gathered here, he immediately became sensitive.

But no matter how the two of them inquired.

Didn't get any clues.

Little did they know that the greatest opportunity was actually right beside them!

Zhang Tian and Meng Qi chatted for a few words and then said goodbye to each other. After all, the other party was still in Shaolin, and if he followed Monk Xuan Bei away, he would not be considered a free person.

However, after Zhang Tian's vague guidance, Meng Qi no longer rejected Monk Xuan Bei as he did before. He no longer thought about running away and even had a little sense of anticipation in his heart.

"In my previous life, I had no background. I worked hard for so many years, but I still couldn't eat delicious food or drink spicy drinks. Now I have traveled to this world, but I don't have a big supporter to rely on. I run away to struggle on my own. I am just like in my previous life, helpless and helpless. Then, didn't I travel through time in vain?"

Meng Qi looked down, clasped his hands together, and sighed, "Brother, brother, just suffer a little longer! Let me, your brother, get rich first, so that I can fight in Red Cliff like Boss Cao in the future!"

He followed Xuan Bei happily.

Wait until they are far away.

Uncle Hong couldn't help but sigh, "Master Xuanbei is indeed a master of the Grandmaster Realm. Not only is his cultivation high, but he's also very tight-lipped. No matter how I try to figure it out, I just can't get any information out of him..."

He was thinking of backing out. "Good nephew, we have been out for almost a month. We should hurry to Zhenwu Sect. Otherwise, if we delay for too long, we might miss the great opportunity for Senior Brother Su to break through his Dharmakaya!"

The divine sword from outer space, Su Wuming.

He had reached the pinnacle of the outer realm several years ago, which is the legendary grandmaster, and was only half a step away from the realm of the dharmakaya of the immortals on earth.

No one knows how long it will take to achieve this half step. Maybe three to five years, or maybe ten to eight years. This is all normal. After all, among so many practitioners in the world, only a few dozen can break through to the Dharma body.

Uncle Hong didn't want to miss the grand occasion when Su Wuming broke through his Dharma body. After all, for a cultivator, it would greatly promote his cultivation and it was a good opportunity to comprehend the heaven and earth. Moreover, how many times could a person encounter such a grand occasion in his life?
Zhang Tian nodded.

Expressing approval of Uncle Hong’s words.

Then he began to conserve his energy, because he knew in his heart that a shocking war was about to happen, and this shocking war was the best chance and the best opportunity for his venture capital.

Help!

As Zhang Tian closed his eyes.

The inn was still bustling with people enjoying a banquet. When they looked up again, they were frightened to death. The sky, which had been clear just a moment ago, suddenly became full of flying sand and rocks, as if a tornado was approaching.

It’s getting dark!
There is dust everywhere!

When the sandstorm came, the people who were eating in the inn had no time to dodge. They were frightened by the terrifying ghost spirit in the sandstorm. They stood there for a while, their bodies visibly dried up, and they were about to turn into mummies!

Zhang Tian snorted coldly, and a terrifying sword intent rose from the ground, instantly waking everyone up and forcing back the wind and sand.

Uncle Hong standing by was horrified. "Oh no! This sandstorm is probably the crying old man coming to seek revenge! Nephew, run!"

He was terrified at this moment.

It was just because he recognized this move. It was the signature move of the evil crying old man who was chased by Su Wuming and almost beaten half to death. The other party was chased by Su Wuming and had no way to go up or down. He was almost seriously injured and dying, but he finally escaped with his life.

Everyone thought he was dead.

But I didn't expect that the other party was still alive and even came to seek revenge!
Master Hong was so frightened that he was about to pull Zhang Tian and Jiang Zhiwei and run away, but he saw Zhang Tian shook his head with a calm expression, "Master, follow me, they are fighting, let's go and lend a hand and see if there is a chance to kill that evil demon."

Zhang Tian's figure flashed by.

Uncle Hong was left dumbfounded, pointing at himself blankly, "Me, shall we go kill the crying old man?"

He felt that Zhang Tian was crazy.

Although the crying old man was not included in the Heavenly Ranking, he was still a world-famous top master. Killing him was as easy as killing a chicken!
But he couldn't just sit there and watch, so he could only take Jiang Zhiwei and chase after them.

But the more I chased, the more frightened I became.

Because wherever they passed, there were ruins swept by sandstorms. Many shepherds who were herding sheep and cattle were like mummies, their water had been sucked out and they had lost their lives.

Even the oasis jungles that they saw when they arrived, all the flowers, plants and trees, had died, and even the earth had dried up.

At a glance.

There is no end in sight.

The area within dozens of miles is all ruins!

This is the pinnacle of the external scene, the terror of the Grand Master. With a single thought, he can turn an area of ​​a hundred miles into purgatory. One person can easily massacre an entire city. When he is angry, he can even rush forward and destroy a small country by himself. It is not an exaggeration!
The two of them kept following and finally caught up with Zhang Tian. They saw Zhang Tian standing there with his eyes closed, as if he was tracking something. Then he directly pulled out the magic weapon in his hand that had been sealed for a long time.

Cut my sword!
He struck out with his sword without any hesitation.

It was actually slashing towards the sky!

The two looked up, but did not see the enemy for a long time. Then they heard Zhang Tian admonishing, "Go over there to pick up the people, then retreat quickly and wait for me in the inn."

Then his figure disappeared like a ghost, at such a speed that even Master Hong was shocked.

Same exterior scene.

He had practiced for decades longer than the other party, but was still far behind the other party.

"But what does it mean to throw a sword into the sky?"

Uncle Hong was confused and ran for dozens of miles with Jiang Zhiwei in the direction Zhang Tian pointed. They saw dead bodies everywhere. Each of them had wide open eyes, without any external injuries, but without any sign of life.

He was a martial arts expert, and he could tell something was wrong at a glance, "This group of people are all evil people. They must have been besieging someone, but something incredible came and killed them instantly when they were desperate!"

Uncle Hong is indeed a veteran in the martial arts world.

Following the traces on the ground, they soon found the escaped Meng Qi and Zhen Hui. They were both confused and told each other what had just happened, as if they had seen a ghost. It was just as Uncle Hong had guessed.

Thinking about the cause and effect, Uncle Hong was shocked. "Oh my God, what level did my nephew reach in his enlightenment of the Seven Heaven-Severing Swords? He was able to kill that group of people so accurately even though they were dozens of miles apart, and there was no accidental injury! Oh my God! My Infinite Heavenly Venerable!"

"No, it's not the Seven Heaven-Cutting Swords. It's not these Seven Heaven-Cutting Swords. They were not injured by their souls. It's more like..."

Jiang Zhiwei had also comprehended the Dao of Zhan Jian I, so she naturally knew what the sword intent was like. She lowered her head and thought, remembering what she had seen in the Six Paths of Reincarnation Space, the introduction to the Seven Swords of Cutting the Sky, and her eyes suddenly widened.

"This is the sword of cause and effect!!"

Uncle Hong: Even more awesome!

(End of this chapter)