Chapter 290: Like a Heavenly Tribulation

Du Jun spent more than two months preparing and stayed warmly with Cang Yun for five days. Seeing that three months had passed, he said goodbye to everyone and left alone.

Cang Yun was reluctant to give up, but buried the reluctance and worries in her heart. She understood that Du Jun was imperative when Wang Weixuan fought!

I don’t know if this parting is eternal.

In the mysterious Yin, as the man left, it was filled with a sad aura. Du Jun refused anyone's follow. This hatred still needs his own hand and cannot be used to the power of others!

This is the pride in a man’s heart and the minimum standard for being a human being!

In the deserted state, Du Jun first went to the Xiantian clan and saw Ju Meng's corpse. The clan members were sad. Although they knew there was a way to resurrection, they did not know the specifics. Du Jun was disappointed and left.

However, at the moment of leaving, he suddenly felt something and glanced at the nine heavenly monuments around the valley without a trace.

"Is Ju Meng's resurrection related to these Nine Heavenly Monuments?" Du Jun always felt that these Nine Heavenly Monuments seemed to be different from before.

Driven by the compass, he left the valley of the Xiantian Clan and headed east, but he didn't expect to meet the crazy monk in the wilderness...

bonfire.

The mad monk looked haggard, and his cultivation was even more low. The fire light jumped on his face, and there was an indescribable vicissitudes. After a long time, he said in a stern voice: "I wanted to cross the great wilderness and go to the Demon Sect to find you! But I didn't expect to meet you here!"

"Why don't you teleport the stone tablet?" Du Jun frowned and looked at the crazy monk and asked.

The mad monk shook his head and said, "I escaped from the Buddha Sect. Now I'm afraid the entire Central Plains Buddhist Sect is looking for me, so how can I go where?"

"What the hell do you want to say to me?" Du Jun stared at the crazy monk and asked.

"Xing Yun... is dead!" The mad monk was silent for a long time and said such a sentence.

With a loud bang, a dangerous aura spread around Du Jun like a strong wind, and the sky was gone, sweeping over a hundred miles in an instant. The demon cultivator within a hundred miles was crawling on the ground under this aura!

Strictly speaking, demon cultivators are a branch of evil demons!

The mad monk was even more ineffective. With a strong wind, thunderous aura, he groaned and was swept away like a fallen leaf. Fortunately, Du Jun was persevering in his mind, and instantly stabilized his mind, dissipated his momentum, and caught the mad monk back with his hand!

"I asked you to take Xing Yun away back then. You should know what the so-called thing is, but now you actually told me that Xing Yun is dead!" Du Jun strangled the crazy monk's neck and said in a cold voice.

"Once upon a time, your cultivation was not as good as mine..." The crazy monk looked a little lost, looked at Du Jun and murmured.

Du Jun took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and let the mad monk go. The mad monk told him about the incident: "Xing Yun has long been restored to her mind. She is actually a demon cultivator, and she acts more than you... I have been suppressing her, hoping to influence her!"

"But I didn't expect that two years ago, she wanted to escape. In a panic, she fled into Xianzhou and accidentally killed several Taoist boys and was slapped to death by Tian Qing!"

The crazy monk looked sad and said, "Over the years, I have been thinking about avenging Xing Yun, but that Tian Qing was in disguise and was blessed in the love tomb. He removed the Buddha's face and was just happy. His Buddha root was amazing, but he was taken under the sect by the father-in-law Qingcheng, the ancestor of the Daozong Xuanzu! Now he is probably already in the broken pill."

...

"Broken Pill? Sky Blue!"

In the void, the compass broke through the air and Du Jun's eyes flashed. When he thought of the pure Xing Yun, he felt a tingling pain in his heart. In the past, the crazy monk and others took Xing Yun away, but he wanted Xing Yun to live a better life. Who would have expected that this would be the result.

"Take me to kill Wang Weixuan and others, and it will be the time when Tian Qing dies!"

Du Jun's murderous intent surged, and the compass under his feet roared, breaking through the air and disappeared at the end of the sky in an instant.

...

Huotong Mountain and Huolin Cave Palace are the head of the ancestor of the Central Plains Taoist Orthodox and the place where Wang Weixuan lives. His status is outstanding and he can be said to be the first person under the ancestor Xuan.

His cultivation level was even a hundred years ago and he entered the sixth level of the Nascent Soul. He was only one line away from that and could be ranked as the Xuan Ancestor!

At this moment, on the top of the mountain, the sixteen ancestors of the Taoist unification led by Wang Weixuan stood silently, with complex expressions, not looking at the western sky, as if they were waiting for something.

At the side of the mountain, the disciples of Taoism were even more dissatisfied with each other. They were all waiting nervously. Looking at the dozens of ancestors on the top of the mountain, they even held their breath.

At the foot of the mountain, there were already surrounded by cultivators of his sect, most of whom were casual cultivators, but they did not even send out cultivators of the Demon Sect in Huangzhou. At this moment, they also came to hear the news. It is rare for this fifth level of Nascent Soul to fight against the sixth level of Nascent Soul cultivators.

Even the fight between Nascent Soul monks has never happened in tens of thousands of years. Usually, these monks are unable to enter the blue sky if they want to meet Nascent Soul monks!

Suddenly, a faint rumbling sound came, causing everyone's heart to jump, and their eyes gathered in the western sky. I listened to the rumbling sound becoming clearer. Soon, a stream of light came through the sky and appeared in the eyes of a group of monks.

"Here's here, it's Du Jun!" The monks in the Central Plains immediately pointed to the flowing light that was rushing into the sky, shouting.

"It's the Demon Lord, the Demon Lord is here!" The monks who came to watch in Huangzhou also shouted excitedly.

Du Jun approached the mountain, and pressed the compass and landed in front of Wang Weixuan and others. His face was cold, and he swept the sixteen ancestors of the unification and said coldly: "Today, Du only looks for enemies, Wang Weixuan, Wang Weixuan, Xian Cave of Changshan, Beiyue, Tianhui Chezi, Siming Mountain, Chishui Tian Diao Daolin, and you and the other three forced my mother to death with their own hands! This revenge must be avenged!"

Without waiting for the answers of Daotong and others, he heard the monks from the wilderness below shouting: "Is this a fool in the Central Plains of China that is not a man in the desert? The Demon Lord comes alone, which is the way of a gentleman. If the Demon Lord is willing to climb a high place and shout, who dares not follow the Demon Kingdom? At that time, let alone a mere Taoist ruler, even the five major sects of the Central Plains will not do it!"

This immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of the people in the Central Plains and said coldly: "You have millions of casual cultivators in the deserted state, and I have many in the Central Plains. Are you afraid of your mere Demon Sect?"

"That's right, Du Jun is here alone, not only arrogant, but also possesses evil intentions. If he comes with all the cultivators, I am afraid that my Xuanzu of the Central Plains will be furious. But when I come alone, Xuanzu will not be able to extricate his face and take action!"

"Yes, Du Jun came alone, and it was obvious that he killed two birds with one stone. On the side, I couldn't let my Taoist ancestors take action at the same time, and won the reputation of being the one who debated the Taoist ancestor alone. This Du Jun's temple is really sinister!"

When Huangzhou heard this, he was dissatisfied and cursed: "Get out, the Demon Lord is open-minded, how could he think of people from the East? His mind is surrounded by people in the east!"

Seeing that everyone was getting more and more fiercely, almost taking action, a breath suddenly blew up from Wang Weixuan's body, instantly covering all the monks. The pressure of his Nascent Soul suddenly made everyone shut up and looked at the Taoist ancestor on the mountain in surprise.

"Everyone, today is Du Jun and us. No matter what the result is, it has nothing to do with you!" This Taoist priest was concerned about the world and said this.

Seeing the scattered cultivators quiet down, his eyes fell on Du Jun, and said silently, "I am not willing to die. I just want the Demon Lord not to kill innocent people in vain. What happened back then was my own actions and had nothing to do with the two junior brothers..."

Du Jun sneered when he heard this, and said no more. The evil spirits around him were stirring up, and a hundred-foot long sword appeared, slashing at Wang Weixuan with a bang, and said angrily: "No one of the people back then can escape at this moment!"

Although the sword suddenly became unhappy, it was not fast. When Wang Weixuan came to his senses and sacrificed the sword magic weapon, his speed suddenly increased. This shows that Du Jun was not attacking secretly.

The Taoist long swords were unable to open their swords, but they were very kind. At this moment, a sword came out and smashed the long sword in Du Jun's hand. The momentum continued, tearing through the sky and stabbing Du Jun.

Du Jun's eyes flashed, and instead of retreating, he advanced. With his hands reaching out, the evil demon's arm condensed into the air, and with a loud palm, he slapped the long sword away, and continued to hit Wang Weixuan hard.

Seeing this, Wang Weixuan's face remained motionless and slapped a whisk. Millions of white silk turned into flying all over the sky. When he shrank, he wrapped the evil arm in it. With a pull, he thumped and thumped, the evil arm turned into the evil killing aura in the sky and spread out.

Suddenly, the evil killing aura in the sky condensed, and a sword appeared. Du Jun reached out and grabbed it, and with a loud sword, forcing Wang Weixuan to retreat. Then, as he opened his mouth, a black light spurted out and turned into a hundred-foot-foot-evil demon!

As soon as the evil demon came out, he didn't stop. He hit Wang Weixuan with a loud palm. The latter groaned and moved his chest. He couldn't help but retreat a hundred feet. He looked up but saw the evil demon chasing him. He swung the whisk in his hand and knocked the evil demon back with a "splash".

At this moment, after three months of cultivation, the evil demon has reached fifty kalpas!

Just as Wang Weixuan was barely holding back his body, Du Jun's body exploded and turned into a black fog in the sky. In a flash, it became a shocking palm behind Wang Weixuan, and it was stamped behind him!

Wang Weixuan groaned and rushed in with great force. He couldn't help but fall hundreds of feet and landed on the ground. Regardless of his injuries, he shouted lightly. The whisk in his hand exploded, and millions of white silk turned into spikes, piercing into the chasing hand!

Immediately, he threw away the whisk in his hand, sacrificed a short sword, appeared on his head, sprinkled a layer of purple light, protecting it!

Countless white threads penetrated through the big hand, making the big hand float a lot, and turned into a black mist. It swung and condensed into Du Jun's true body. However, the man's face turned pale. Looking at Wang Weixuan, he sneered.

Wang Weixuan's heart moved, and his face changed without waiting for a moment. The evil demon appeared behind him at some point. At this moment, he punched the sky and smashed it.

The huge fist hit the purple light hard. The purple light swayed and was not broken. However, the short sword was shocked, and then the evil demon roared and smashed the purple light heavily!

Soon, the short sword broke with a "bang", and its purple light disappeared immediately. Seeing this, the evil demon blew out another palm and slapped Wang Weixuan.

At this moment, Wang Weixuan's face was calm. He glanced at Du Jun and sighed inexplicably. Just as the evil demon's hand was almost approaching him, he suddenly raised his hand, and the aura of the Nascent Soul in his body rose up and turned into a palm. With a bang, he smashed the evil demon down the mountain!

He looked at Du Jun and sighed: "God has the virtue of being alive, and even ants can live in secret. Whether it was wrong in the past, Wang is going to struggle for a moment!"

At this moment, thousands of miles away, two groups of people stood on the void, and they were the ancestors of the two parts of the Central Plains.

The ancestor of Netherworld suddenly sneered and said, "This Wang Weixuan is known as the leader of the ancestor of Taoist sect, but he is nothing more than that!"

"The victory and the outcome are unpredictable!" Tianyin's face was quiet, and he shook his head when he heard this, and said, "Previously, Fellow Daoist Wang seemed to have thought of his old love, or felt guilty towards Du Jun, and he couldn't help but be restrained. At this moment..."

The other ancestors also had serious expressions and nodded.

Tianjian even sneered and said, "Fellow Dao Wang has not yet used the Taoist talisman treasures. His magical magic weapon has not been sacrificed yet. The great Taoist magic power has changed even more. At this time, Du Jun's life is worrying!",
Chapter completed!