"I forgot that you are cultivating the spiritual consciousness method." There was a look of approval in Thousand-Armed Buddha's eyes, "You can dodge one golden light, but what about the thousand golden lights?"

He raised his hand, and the remaining countless golden lights roared towards Luo Song from all directions, like the bows and arrows shot by thousands of troops, trying to pierce him into a hedgehog.

"It's over. With so much golden light, isn't it certain that he will die? We are going to die here." Lin Qing sighed sadly, feeling in his heart that they had no hope of living.

Luo Tianyang narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't know if Luo Song could withstand this golden light. He only knew that Luo Song would never be able to defeat the Thousand-Handed Buddha, so without reinforcements, they would definitely die here today.

Just as he was thinking this, he secretly took two steps back and left everyone's sight. Luo Qingshui and the others were paying attention to the battlefield in front, so no one cared where he went.

Luo Tianyang looked at the sword in his hand, and then at the Buddha Kassapa who flickered in and out with a dark golden luster. It seemed that he could only try his luck. He stretched out his fingers and folded the sword hard, and the sword was actually caught by him.

A small piece was broken off.

He slightly injected some Qi into the sword blade and thrust it out with force.

When the iron piece came into contact with Buddha Kassapa's protection, it was like a sharp sword piercing through tofu, and it easily carried Luo Tianyang's true energy and flew towards the sky.

And this time, Luo Tianyang almost collapsed. He was already hit by Thousand-Handed Buddha's attack, and the true energy in his body was surging like a stormy sea. At this moment, it was as if his physical strength had been drained.

But that's not important, all his hopes are placed on the sword piece.

Kunlun Ruins ten miles away.

Beyond the peaks where the Kunlun Realm is located are hills. They may be high or low, but they all appear extremely small compared to the most majestic peaks.

Therefore, people call this hilly area Kunlun Ruins.

Kunlun Ruins stretches for hundreds of miles, including the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

Thousands of years ago, the demon clan was defeated and defeated. The demon clan also surrendered to humans. In order to prevent the demon clan from causing chaos and causing harm to the world, most of the demon clan are in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley to facilitate the supervision of the Tianshan Sect.

They have lived in peace for thousands of years, and monsters have rarely harmed humans. However, if monsters want to practice, they cannot do without the essence. If they cannot absorb human essence, they can only absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, so their cultivation is more difficult.

It's even more difficult.

At this moment, two flying swords flew over the Kunlun Ruins, and two men in white robes were flying side by side with swords.

"Third Senior Brother, are you true that we will be the abbots for this recruitment meeting?" The man who spoke looked like he was in his early 25s, with fair and small cheeks. Compared with the tall and tall man next to him, he looked

Extraordinarily thin.

"Yes, that's why I'm so anxious to go down the mountain to find you." The man called Third Senior Brother was the one who had just rescued Luo Luo from the Smiling Fox not long ago.

Qingshui and their Gu Qingling.

And that thin disciple was the Fourteenth Junior Brother he originally called, Ye Qingan.

"Wow, this is the first abbot recruitment meeting since I joined the Tianqian Sect?" Ye Qingan looked forward to it, "Senior brother, what do you mean the new disciples will be like? Will there be any long-term prospects?

A pretty and cute little loli, or a royal sister like the second elder?"

"Ha, be careful if the second elder hears you when you say this." Gu Qingling's lips curled up, but he never managed a smile. For some reason, Luo Qingshui's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Senior brother, as long as you don't tell the second elder, she won't know. And privately, many disciples feel that the second elder looks like the domineering sister!" Ye Qingan winked at Gu Qingling.

"Maybe, but this recruitment meeting is not that simple."

"Simple?" Ye Qingan's eyes almost popped out of his head when he heard Gu Qingling say that previous recruitment meetings were simple, "How could it be simpler? You must know that your junior brother I almost lost my life in the Twelve Immortal Slaying Formation back then.

It’s inside.”

Gu Qingling did not answer him in a hurry. He remembered that when he first broke into the formation, he only had the strength to become an immortal. Didn't he use all his strength to pass the Twelve Immortal-Slaying Formation?

But no matter how powerful that formation was, it was still not as terrifying as the siege he suffered back then.

What happened more than twenty years ago was still vivid in Gu Qingling's mind, but now he was already a disciple of the Tianshan Sect, and everything in the world had nothing to do with him.

He may not pursue the past, but he must avenge Yu Ziqing.

"The second competition of this year's recruitment conference is not the Twelve Immortal Slayer Formation." Gu Qingling lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Isn't it the Twelve Immortal Slaying Formation?" Ye Qingan was shocked.

The Tianshan Sect recruits new members every three years, and every assessment is the same. It has been like this for thousands of years, but Mu Yun Qicai changed the content of the assessment not long after he took office.

However, he is now the acting leader, but he is also the leader, so he can still speak in the Tianshan Sect's assessment.

"Then, what happened to this assessment?" Ye Qingan touched the back of his head, looking confused.

As the deputy host of this recruitment meeting, he must at least know the content of the assessment.

Gu Qingling looked into the distance, which was the direction of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. He didn't know what to say.

"Say it, say it, senior brother, tell me quickly!" Ye Qingan didn't notice anything was wrong with Gu Qingling. She just thought he was in a trance and got closer to Gu Qingling with the sword.

"Senior brother..." Seeing that Gu Qingling didn't respond, Ye Qingan even wanted to pull his clothes.

But suddenly the fairy sword he was stepping on was hit hard by a stone that didn't know where it came from.

The center of gravity at his feet was confused, and Ye Qingan fell off the fairy sword and fell into the mountains of Kunlun Ruins.

Gu Qingling

When he saw Ye Qing'an falling from high school, a suspicious look appeared on his face.

In this Kunlun Ruins, there are actually hidden weapons.

He naturally felt that the one that had just hit Ye Qing'an was not a flying bird, but he was not worried about his safety. He held the sword at his feet and galloped towards the place where Ye Qing'an fell.

After all, he was a golden immortal. If he fell to his death like this, it would really be a loss of face, so he might as well just die.

"Senior brother..." Ye Qingan's sword slowly flew out of the valley, and happened to collide with Gu Qingling's flying sword. He looked pitiful, as if he had suffered great grievances.

"Senior brother, you have to make the decision for me. Someone is actually throwing things in the sky today. Not only did they throw things, but they also hit your cute little junior brother." Ye Qingan kept chattering.

When around Gu Qingling, he would always treat himself as a child.

"Go and take a look." Faced with Ye Qingan's complaint, Gu Qingling responded lightly. The fairy sword under his feet had already headed towards the place where the hidden weapon flew.

In this Kunlun Ruins, anyone who dares to make a mistake will not give face to Tianshan. No matter where he comes from, Gu Qingling will have no mercy.

"Wait for me, senior brother!" Ye Qingan watched Gu Qingling dash away and hurriedly followed him.

At this moment, in the realm of Buddha Kassapa, the thousand-armed Buddha's golden light is sweeping towards Luo Song.

Luo Song did not sit still and wait for death. He looked at the golden light that was about to rush in front of him, and a faint blue trail spread out under his feet.

Luo Song quickly pulled out the long knife in his hand. The palm-width sword moved easily in his hand, like a nimble carp.

Countless golden light blades hit the blade, bursting out with radiant firelight.

These golden light blades are different from sword energy. They are entities formed by the transformation of true energy, and their power is by no means comparable to that of ordinary sword energy.

How much energy does it take to transform into so many entities?

But Thousand-Armed Buddha didn't seem to feel any effort at all. His figure was floating in the air, quietly looking at Luo Song in the center of the golden light, as if he was watching a good show.

"His sword was hit by so many golden lights and it didn't break." Yan Jinyu was a little surprised. A normal sword would have broken in Xuanxian's hands.

"That's natural. Look carefully at his movements." Luo Tianyang returned to the crowd, his lips pale.

"Bad villain, what's wrong with you?" Luo Qingshui noticed something was wrong with Luo Tianyang's expression.

"It's okay, I just went to see if I could break this restriction." Luo Tianyang waved his hand.

"Look, those golden lights." Luo Tianyang pointed towards Luo Song.

When those golden light pillars were about to enter Luo Song's attack range, they were changed direction with a flick of the long knife in his hand. The changed golden light hit the ground and penetrated one cave after another on the stone ground.

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Chapter completed!