Lu Zhou could clearly feel Unnamed's red radiance growing brighter.
It seemed to have increased in length.
'Grade?'
Lu Zhou did not have a clear idea.
He raised his hand and willed.
As expected, Unnamed returned to his palm at his command.
He willed it again.
Unnamed turned into a black rock before it transformed into a hammer, saber, halberd, and other weapons.
Unfortunately, Unnamed would only be shrouded by the peculiar energy of the tablet inscriptions when it was in its sword form.
Its sword form was much more powerful than its other forms.
"This weapon … is far from its expected grade?"
However, this was not the time to study Unnamed.
Lu Zhou put Unnamed away.
He surveyed his surroundings.
The surroundings were quiet … so quiet that it was frightening.
After making sure the surroundings were safe …
Lu Zhou descended slowly.
After some consideration, he realized he had wasted two Impeccable Cards in this attack. He did not earn any merit points at all.
He looked at the Seven Terminal Formation on the ground. Indeed, it had lost its luster and was no longer in operation.
'Strange.'
Lu Zhou walked toward the Demon Sword.
At the place where the tombstone had been shattered, there was nothing except for the eight broken chains and the debris scattered all over the ground.
Only a few swords were left on the ground that were not destroyed.
Of course, swords that could survive this battle were naturally good swords.
Nearby …
The injured cultivators crawled to their feet and kowtowed at Lu Zhou.
This was a real kowtow, and the sound of banging could be heard.
"Thank you, old senior!"
"Thank you, grandmaster!"
"My second parent, please accept my kowtow."
"Ding! Received sincere kowtows from 15 individuals. Reward: 150 merit points."
Lu Zhou did not know whether to laugh or cry when he heard the notification.
'My path of doing good is long, and my cultivation is long …'
Most of the cultivators from the four great sects were dead. The remaining ones were only from the minor sects. They were nothing to be afraid of.
Lu Zhou walked up to the Demon Sword.
He had just circulated some Primal Qi when …
The monk, Kong Yuan, suddenly flipped in the air. He made a double Dhyana Mudra and released it.
His eyes widened as he surveyed his surroundings.
When he saw his surroundings, an incredulous expression appeared on his face.
'What happened?
How long has it been? The Seven Terminal Formation is gone, and the Demon Sword is lying on the ground? '
His head hurt slightly.
The memories returned to his mind in an instant.
He remembered. He had come to snatch the demon sword, but in the course of the battle, he was struck down by the demon sword and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, he had the Buddhist prayer beads to protect him.
He did not receive the fatal blow.
"It's you?" Kong Yuan's expression changed from shock to anger.
"Kong Yuan …" Lu Zhou stroked his beard.
"Don't even think about touching this old monk's things. I don't care what method you used to break the Seven Terminal Formation … I must take the Demon Sword with me. "Kong Yuan had no idea what had happened just now.
"Oh?"
For some reason, Lu Zhou was excited and happy about Kong Yuan's survival.
Kong Yuan straightened his palm and said, "Old patron … I'm very grateful that you were able to break the Seven Terminal Formation. Only a capable person is qualified to take away such a sword. "
The Double Dhyana Mudra rippled.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "I've said it before, Zen is Zen, and Fiend is Fiend … A Zen that's possessed by the Fiend isn't true Zen …"
"Are you teaching me how to cultivate?"
Kong Yuan chuckled. He did not remove the Dhyana Mudra. A disapproving expression appeared on his face as he said, "Zuo Xinchan's Fiend Zen is but child's play. How can it be compared to mine? I'm the only one who can cultivate Fiend Zen in this world … If I claim to be the second Fiend Zen, who would dare claim to be the first? "
The two Dhyana Mudras with great differences in radiance were the best proof.
Lu Zhou shook his head.
"Frog in a well …"
He paused for a moment before he said, "Let me teach you what Fiend Zen is."
He raised his right hand.
His palm turned downward before he turned it forward.
A faint light shone from his palm.
The light spun counterclockwise.
…
"Hm?"
Kong Yuan had a bad feeling about this.
Although the old man before him did not emit any particularly powerful Primal Qi, he felt an indescribable threat.
The cultivators nearby frowned.
"Who's this old mister?"
"He can actually compete with Kong Yuan!"
"Internal strife in the Buddhist Sects?"
When they recalled the huge Golden Buddha Body, they thought of internal strife in the Buddhist Sects.
Some time ago, the conflict between the Heaven Choice Temple and the Temple of Great Emptiness had spread throughout the cultivation world. The Temple of Great Emptiness had sent their men to attack the Heaven Choice Temple. Later on, for some unknown reason, the Four Divine Monks died, and the Heaven Choice Temple vanished altogether. Until now, nobody knew what had happened.
The current situation resembled an internal strife in the Buddhist Sects!
Lu Zhou stood with his back straight. He bent his arm forward and pushed his palm forward.
A miniature palm seal appeared.
"Little Seal of Fearlessness?"
Kong Yuan did not know whether to laugh or cry. An expression of disdain appeared on his face. "Is this your so-called true Fiend Zen? I … this … this … "
He was halfway through his sentence.
When the miniature palm seal was about to reach Kong Yuan, it suddenly expanded!
It was dozens of feet tall!
The Little Seal of Fearlessness could instantly transform into a Great Seal of Fearlessness?
Moreover, it was a black Great Seal of Fearlessness!
He retreated with a double Dhyana Mudras on his face.
When the other cultivators saw this, their jaws dropped. 'F * ck! Another dual Zen cultivator!'
'Since when did the Buddhist Sects have so many elites?
Is there still justice in this world? '
Whizz!
Kong Yuan immediately unleashed his Golden Buddha Body while he was still performing the double Dhyana Mudras.
"The Great Seal of Fearlessness can't do anything to me …"
Boom!
The Great Seal of Fearlessness expanded again!
The Golden Buddha Body seemed like a small pendant. The larger black palm seal was clenched in his palm.
A loud sound rang in the air.
The entire world fell silent.
Lu Zhou looked at the black palm seal indifferently.
The black palm seal gradually faded away.
"Ding! Killed a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm target. Reward: 1,500 merit points."
There was no gain nor loss.
However, if this went on, he would face a situation where he could not afford to use the Deadly Strike Card.
However, he had to kill Kong Yuan.
After the ink-colored palm print had dissipated.
A string of prayer beads fell from the air.
"Ding! Retrieved Buddhist Prayer Beads. Can only be used after refining."
This was an unexpected gain.
He waved his hand.
The Buddhist Prayer Beads flew back into his hand.
Kong Yuan, the leader of the Four Great Buddhist Sects, the abbot of the Temple of Great Emptiness, and the greatest dual Zen cultivator in history, had fallen.
Jiang Aijian was stunned!
Clang!
His Dragonsong Sword fell to the ground.
When Little Yuan 'er saw this, she said, "You call this the greatest Fiend Zen … Ptooey!"
When Jiang Aijian regained his senses, he hastily picked up his beloved Dragonsong Sword.
He held it in his arms and wiped it with his sleeve.
"It's fine if you don't make a move, old senior, but when you do, the world will submit to you! I, Jiang Aijian, will submit to no one but you, old senior! "
The cultivators kowtowed again.
"Thank you, old senior!"
Unfortunately, they could not obtain merit points from kowtowing again.
Lu Zhou paid them no heed.
He waved his hand, and the Demon Sword flew into his hand.
He gripped it!
The Demon Sword released a bone-chilling cold.
'As expected, it's not an ordinary item!'
Lu Zhou's eyes widened slightly. The Demon Sword trembled slightly. It was unclear if it was afraid or trying to break free from his control.
At this moment …
A peculiar sound rang from the tunnel.
Creak!
Creak!
Everyone was attracted by the sound coming from the tunnel.
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