Martial Cultivator

Yingzhou is one of the nine states in Daliang. In fact, its full name should be Yingzhou Prefecture. Because it is difficult to pronounce, the world calls it Yingzhou.

The sea outside Yingzhou is called the Sea of ​​Immortals. People in the world know very little about that sea, but only strong people like the viewer know it. In fact, there may not be any so-called immortals overseas, but it is because of a certain person. For various reasons, the wind and waves on the sea are very strong. Those terrifying wind and waves have the ability to tear apart the strong Wangyou. Therefore, those ordinary ships that come to the sea have no ability to compete with these wind and waves.

No one knows where those wind and waves come from, and no one knows what creates those wind and waves, but the monks all know that they are extremely terrifying things.

No one can transcend those wind and waves to see if there is really a fairy island where immortals live behind the wind and waves.

In the past, many monks also went to sea to seek immortality, but they also encountered such storms, and then they all died on that sea.

On the way back to Chixin Temple, there must have been many obstacles set up by Master Zhanglu, and no matter where he went in the whole world, he could not completely get rid of his junior brother, so the Temple Master finally chose to come to Yingzhou and board the ship. Go to sea.

Standing on the boat and driving the boat towards the unknown sea in the north, the viewer felt very heavy.

You may be able to escape the pursuit of Master Zhanglu by going to sea, but even the viewer may not be able to escape the storms and waves in the unknown deep sea.

These are two cups of poison, it just depends on the viewer’s choice.

Looking at the endless sea, the viewer's pale face had very complicated emotions.

There were some waves in the distance, causing the boat under the viewer's feet to sway. The viewer stood on the bow of the boat. Unsteady, he staggered to his knees and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

A monk like him would naturally not be unstable due to the bumps of the boat, but because of the injuries caused by the previous two battles with Master Zhanglu.

Wiping the corners of his mouth and looking at the blood in his palms, the master of the temple smiled bitterly. He had never been in such a miserable state since he started practicing Taoism. He had been the disciple of the master since he entered the temple, and later became the master of the temple. After that, he was admired and respected by everyone wherever he went. How could he be in such a miserable state now?

Putting his hand into the sea and letting the water wash away the blood, the viewer's thoughts gradually became divergent.

There was already a special aura in front of him, which was very strange. As the Taoist Master at the End of Wangyou, it was difficult for him to feel clearly what that aura was.

It seemed like an endless abyss that could swallow him in front of him at any time.

The viewer felt some fear.

When he was about to turn around, he found that there was already a little frost on the boat. Looking at the sea again, he didn't know when.

The sea has begun to freeze.

The viewer turned his head and saw a figure on the sea.

It is the real person in charge.

He chased him here.

The viewer frowned.

Master Zhang Lu had no expression on his face, but with a wave of his sleeves, endless lightning flashed in the sea of ​​clouds, and a thunder pool began to form above the head of the viewer.

Thunder Technique is not a secret skill. Almost all Taoist monks have studied it. There are only high and low levels.

Mastering the art of Master Zhanglu is not an unexpected thing.

Master Zhanglu didn't speak, he just waved his sleeves silently, and thick thunderbolts fell down.

The boat was unable to move forward due to the ice. The viewer frowned and put a little force on the boat, shattering the ice on the boat and also breaking the surrounding ice.

But at this moment, the thunder has already fallen.

Countless thunderbolts fell towards the viewer in an instant.

The sea surface boiled instantly, and countless places exploded here, like a purgatory.

The temple leader waved his sleeves to block a thunderbolt, but was hit by several thunderbolts at the same time. He was seriously injured in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Master Zhanglu laughed loudly, "Senior brother, you have no choice but to die!"

His laughter was very hearty, and it was the joy of having his long-cherished wish come true.

The viewer's expression was extremely ugly. He was continuously hit by countless lightning strikes and was constantly injured. At this moment, his body was completely devastated.

He suffered the greatest crisis of his life.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the viewer's mouth.

A bolt of thunder directly penetrated the body of the viewer.

This Taoist leader's vitality is constantly passing away, and he doesn't know when he will die.

Master Zhanglu's eyes were full of joy, and he was very happy to see the Guanzhu who was almost going to die in the next moment in the thunder pool.

But at the next moment, a bright brilliance suddenly bloomed from the palm of the master's palm, hitting the sea surface, causing thousands of waves, thereby blocking the falling thunder and lightning.

The viewer took the opportunity to leave the thunder pool and headed towards the deep sea.

Master Zhang Lu smiled disdainfully. According to the current speed of the master, there was no chance of escaping.

His sleeves are rolled up, and the sea behind him

The water instantly rolled up dozens of feet and pushed forward.

Although the viewer is trying his best to move forward, the waves behind him are getting closer and closer to him.

Master Zhanglu stood on the waves, like a god looking down on the heaven and earth.

And the viewer is his prey.

The next moment, the waves reached behind the viewer and directly submerged him.

Master Zhang Lu raised his hands, and all those violent thunder and lightning fell down, causing the sea water to churn in a radius of dozens of miles.

In this thunder pond, no one, not even the fish, is alive at all.

Just a moment later, countless broken fish floated here, and the sea surface instantly turned red.

Master Zhanglu watched the surroundings, trying to find the body of the viewer.

That was his biggest knot. Even though he was 100% sure that he died here, he still felt uneasy when he didn't see the body.

Just when Master Zhanglu lowered his head to look for the body of the Guanzhu, a huge wave suddenly appeared on the sea in the distance.

A terrifying wind wave was generated in the distance, and then pushed towards this side at an extremely fast speed.

Master Zhanglu felt the terrifying aura, and remained silent for a moment. Then he quickly retreated behind him, and at the same time held up the Xuanhuang Bell in front of him to block the wind and waves.

The Xuanhuang Bell spread out ripples and built a barrier to block the wind and waves that were constantly pressing in this direction.

Master Zhanglu continued to move backward at an extremely fast speed, and Xuanhuang Zhong also continued to retreat.

The feeling that the storm gave him was so terrifying that even Taoist masters like Master Zhanglu chose to retreat.

Finally, he retreated to a place less than a few hundred miles away from the coast, and the wind and waves dissipated, as if something was always blocking him.

Hovering on the sea, Master Zhanglu took back the Xuanhuang Bell, looked into the distance, and was silent for a long time.

"You are already dead."

After a long time, Master Zhanglu took out the Guanzhu Seal, which had been refined a lot by him.

"From now on, I am the master of the temple."

The body of Master Zhanglu disappeared.

Disappeared over the sea.

Shortly after the Master Zhang disappeared, two figures appeared on the sea.

Those are the two emperors in the world, one in the south and one in the north.

The Demon Emperor looked at the place where Zhang Lu Zhenren disappeared and said with a smile, "That Taoist priest is a villain. His life may not be better than the life of Chixin Guanzhu."\u003c

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Although the main character is opposed to Daliang, from a certain perspective, he is still a real person.

Emperor Liang's hair was blown by the sea breeze. Listening to the Demon Emperor's words, he said calmly, "Villains are the least scary, because they only think about themselves, so they often make many wrong decisions, and these wrong decisions From their point of view, it’s true, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

The Demon Emperor said with emotion, "Indeed, if you really have to choose someone to be your opponent, it would be better for you to choose him."

Emperor Liang nodded with a smile.

The Demon Emperor looked at Emperor Liang and said softly, "I really admire you for handling your funeral so well under such a situation. It's a pity that after I kill you, it won't be long before I raise my troops and go south." "

The prosperity of the Liang Dynasty in recent years has long made the demon clan feel terrible. The best choice is to destroy this dynasty. As for whether it can completely rule the human race, that is a matter later.

Emperor Liang exhaled a breath, smiled and said, "How can it be so easy?"

The Demon Emperor looked at Emperor Liang and said nothing.

He has experienced many things in his life, and has killed the people closest to him. It can be said that he does not have a single friend, but he really wants to be friends with the Emperor Liang in front of him.

The two cherished each other, but unfortunately they were standing on both sides of a river.

"I've been chatting with you for so long, but it's time for a fight. Have you chosen the place?"

The Demon Emperor looked at Emperor Daliang. After the two met in Mobei, they actually did not start taking action immediately. The Demon Emperor knew very well that Emperor Daliang's injury would not get better so quickly, so he was not in a hurry.

Emperor Liang said, "Let's go to Mobei. I can't leave that place."

Thirty thousand miles from Mobei represents the shame of human history.

The Demon Emperor said, "I know that your emperors will have temple names after they die. You are still alive now. If you die, what temple name would you want future generations to give you?"

Emperor Liang looked at the Demon Emperor, shook his head and said, "I won't die, so I haven't thought about such things after my death."

The Demon Emperor looked at him, said nothing, and just disappeared suddenly.

Emperor Liang glanced at the sea and smiled. As for the temple name, he actually thought a long time ago about what kind of temple name future generations would use to summarize his life.

But after much deliberation, there is no answer.

His life was really too complicated.

Shaking his head, Emperor Liang stopped thinking about it, disappeared, and rushed to Mobei again.

A battle between two emperors is about to begin.