Zhen Toro suddenly took action. It was not that Mo Xian was not really not guarded. He originally wanted to delay time, but before he could say a few words, the other party had already taken action, and the action was strange and ruthless. He gently hit his belly, and a drum sound came from the void, forming a bunch, hitting Mo Xian's heart.

His intention was very simple, which was to deal with Mo Xian with one blow, then turn into Mo Xian, sneak into the prince's mansion, and wait for an opportunity to assassinate the prince. He didn't bring the rest, and he was very skilled and bold.

Mo Xian didn't know that he had this idea and shouted, "Good come!" The Yin Talisman Sword behind him flew up and landed in his hand. The sword crossed and blocked his chest. With a muffled sound, Mo Xian pulled his foot back and forth, and the force was so strong. Mo Xian pulled his foot back and took off his strength. He pointed the sword technique and a sword light pointed directly at Zhen Toro.

Zhen Toro was a little surprised. His attack was blocked by him. He felt that the person in front of him looked familiar. Mo Xian's portrait was listed as the one to be killed in the Hall of Yama. However, Mo Xian's cultivation was not high and he had not become the one to kill. But he did not think that he was determined to kill Mo Xian.

He fought quickly, and at this moment, a sensation of energy locked him in his face. His face changed and he shouted, "Kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several people appeared next to him, including men and women, holding musical instruments, pipa, piano and drums in his hands, and some musical instruments, which Mo Xian couldn't even name.

There was a thunderous sound above Zhen Toro's head, but the Dharma image appeared. The horse-headed and human body was born with a single horn, and they were all flesh-colored. There were horizontal drums placed on the waist, and two vertical drums placed in front of the knees. The drum beats like rain with hands, and the drum sounds ripples crisscrossed within several feet of the side.

He sensed from his energy that the person coming was a strong enemy, so he threw Mo Xian to his subordinates and focused on dealing with the person coming.

"You guys who hide your head and tail, I, Jie Ziyong, will kill you bed bugs living in dark corners." Jie Ziyong's mouth was very damaged. As soon as he opened his mouth, he marked Zhen Toro as a bed bug. Who asked him to answer Mo Xian's question and answered the question that he was not asking.

"You heretics actually laugh at me as the Orthodox Church, who hides my head and tail, you should go to the eighteen levels of hell!" After saying that, the handprints changed continuously, and the drums sounded loudly, like thunder in the sky, shocking people, and suppressing Jie Zi.

Above Jie Ziyong's head, a rainbow flag appeared, and the colorful starlight spread out layer by layer to prevent the sound of drums that looked like a substance, and shouted loudly: "You can also eat my star-picking hand!"

He used his famous skill to win the star. He took one big hand from the sky, and the stars were shining and the momentum was amazing.

Zhen Toro's hand seal was so fast that his eyes could not see clearly, blooming like a lotus, while the hand seals of the Dharma image changed and were printed on the waist drums and vertical drums in front of him. The drum sounded, and the spiritual light soaring into the sky turned into various Dharma objects with the sound of the drum, and shot towards Jiezi like raindrops in the heavens.

The sky full of demon-subduing pestle, treasure vase, ring knife, trident, axe, meteor hammer, arrow, etc., all imaginable weapons and magic objects appeared in the sky, with a flash of spirit, and half of the sky reflected in colorful colors.

Looking at the magic objects in the sky, Jie Ziyong was not panicked. As before, the star-picking hand still stretched out from the air. When countless magic objects encountered the star-picking hand, they disappeared one after another, and there was no wave. When the magic objects flying in, when they encountered the seven-layer rainbow light of the rainbow flag, they disappeared like they encountered a black hole.

Zhaixing's hand grabbed, Zhen Toro's Dharma image suddenly raised, and three big drums flew up, like the sound of the sky and the earth cracking. Zhaixing's hand slapped on the three magic drums, and circles of ripples were like substances, swept across the surroundings. Zhaixing's hand collapsed, and Zhen Toro's Dharma image also collapsed.

Zhen Toro groaned, a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the light of Jie Ziyong's bristle flag also changed. It seemed that there was no time, but Jie Ziyong felt stuffy in his chest.

Jie Ziyong's face changed a moment, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes. This was the first time Jie Ziyong's eyes were so obvious, and he couldn't help but have murderous intent. Similarly, Zhen Toro's eyes were full of murderous intent, but both of them knew that the other party was not so easy to take.

As soon as they tried, they surrounded Mo Xian’s eight men and women, four men and four women, with drums as the sound of drums, transformed into shapes, a battle flag as the sound of the piano, and countless swords, guns, swords and halberds appeared. In the sound of the pipa, water and fire were wrapped in swords, guns, swords and halberds, and Mo Xian didn’t know what musical instrument, in front of Mo Xian’s eyes, a sea of ​​swords, fires, and under the guidance of the battle flag, came.

Mo Xian snorted, and the Yin Talisman Sword in his hand drew out, a ray of light seemed to cut the space open. The sword light was everywhere, and a breeze blew, erasing many manifestations, and only a ray of sword light was left in the world.

As soon as the sword light passed, the image formed by the music sound was like a bubble, but the battle flag was broken, falling down and gradually dissipated. No one noticed that the drummer among the eight people was suddenly stunned.

"Change formation!" A woman next to him pulled him, and he was divided into two halves, and the drums around his waist were also divided into two. Only then did they realize that the sword actually killed him, and everyone did not realize it.

The woman screamed. When the others just moved, they were immediately injured when they saw this scene. Mo Xian's heart moved, and everyone had feelings such as fear. The monks were not surprised. However, most monks suppressed their feelings very deeply and could not move without feeling in front of them. Such monks are generally defined as the right path, while the other monks put all kinds of emotions at their greatest level and do whatever they want. Their magic is also biased towards this. They are good at using various ghosts and demons to manipulate people's negative feelings.

In theory, the Hall of Yama belongs to the right path, but when it goes to the extreme, the reason why the Demon Sect is the Demon Sect is that it is doing a lot of things. It uses its negative emotions to summon the demons, subdue it, and serve itself.

Mo Xian's heart moved. Although the Yin Bead he refined was not a demon, the use of Yin Soul was extremely terrifying for ordinary people. He smiled. With the move of his hand, the ghost spirit appeared. The monk, who was divided into two and a half, suddenly moved, and his stomach and intestines were dripping. Even his stomach and intestines were mopped to the ground. Just when everyone was depressed, his two bodies stood up, and the blood hole turned into blood mist, which was terrifying.

But Mo Xian looked at everyone and unconsciously used the mantra. If it were normal, they would not pay attention to it. At this time, the mind was occupied by fear. Mo Xian's mantra did not make them lose their minds, but slightly strengthened their fear.

They looked like ordinary people who saw ghosts, their faces were pale, their bodies couldn't control their sweat, their legs became weak, and the instruments in their hands were almost thrown away. In their eyes, Mo Xian seemed to be a terrifying demon king. At this moment, Mo Xian's Yin Talisman sword light flashed, and another monk died under his hands.

They could no longer support them and shouted, throwing the guy in their hands and running away in scattered ways. It was so terrible. For some reason, they had all their thoughts occupied by fear, and had only one thought. They quickly fled here and never behaved at this demon again.

Mo Xian fell into deep thought, and he did not chase after him. Since he practiced the Great Way of Huangting, he has obtained two books, one is the "Huangting Sutra" and the other is the "Huangting Collection Notes". Both books only talk about practice and no related magic. Mo Xian's magic is something else to learn, but the book "Chongxu Tong Miraculous God-Sky Thunder Method" combines both practice and magic.

From today's battle, he discovered a path. Perhaps the Huangting Jing can also practice magic with fellow magic. He remembered what the "Huangdi Neijing" said that the east produces wind, wind produces wood, wood produces sour, sour produces liver, liver produces tendons, tendons produces heart, and liver is responsible for the eyes. It is mysterious in the sky, in man is Tao, and on the earth is transformation. Transformation produces five flavors, Tao produces wisdom, and mysterious produces spirit. The spirit is wind in the sky, wood in the earth, tendons in the body, tendons in the body, liver, color is green, sound is horn, sound is cry, change is grip, orifice is eyes, taste is sour, and ambition is anger. Anger hurts the liver, sorrow is better than anger; wind hurts the tendons, dryness is better than wind; sour hurts the tendons, spicy is better than sour.

The south produces heat, heat produces fire, fire produces bitterness, bitterness produces the heart, the heart produces blood, blood produces the spleen, and the heart controls the tongue. It is heat in the sky, fire in the earth, fire in the body, meridians in the body, red in the color, red in the sound, laughter in the sound, worry in the change, tongue in the orifice, bitter in the taste, and joy in the ambition. Joy and sadness are afraid of joy; heat damages qi, cold harms heat, bitterness harms qi, and salt overcomes bitterness.

The center produces dampness, dampness produces earth, earth produces sweetness, sweetness produces spleen, the spleen produces meat, meat produces lungs, and the spleen controls the mouth. It is dampness in the sky, earth in the earth, flesh in the body, spleen in the hiding, yellow in the color, palace in the sound, song in the sound, mouth in the change, mouth in the orifice, sweet in the taste, and thought in the ambition. Thinking hurts the spleen, anger overcomes thinking; dampness harms the meat, wind overcomes dampness; sweet harms meat, sourness overcomes sweetness.

The West produces dryness, dryness produces metal, metal produces pungent, and pungent produces lungs, and the lungs produce skin and fur, and the skin and fur produces kidneys. The lungs control the nose. It is dry in the sky, metal in the earth, skin and fur, and fur in the body, lungs, color is white, sound is Shang, sound is crying, change is cough, or change is cough, taste is spicy, and ambition is worry. Worry is hurting the lungs, joy is better than sorrow; heat damages the skin and fur, cold is better than heat; pungent damages the skin and fur, bitterness is better than spicy.

The north produces cold, cold produces water, water produces salt, salt produces kidney, the kidney produces bone marrow, and marrow produces liver, and the kidney controls the ears. It is cold in the sky, water in the ground, bone in the body, kidney in the hiding, kidney in the color, feather in the sound, moan in the sound, change, chestnut in the orifice, ear in the orifice, salt in the taste, salt in the aspiration, fear. Fear damages the kidney, thinking overcomes fear; cold damages blood, dryness overcomes cold; salt damages blood, sweet overcomes salt.

I am afraid that it is the kidney, and his lung god appears, it should be able to transform into a magic weapon. In the future, he will appear all kinds of gods and his magical powers are self-sufficient. He vaguely saw a great way to heaven, and he vaguely had an idea. However, this is not the time to think about it. After completely solving the matter in front of him, it will not be too late to think about it.

He used his terror to scare away the eight people who surrounded him, two of whom died under his sword. He turned his head and stared at Zhen Toro during the battle.

Zhen Toro suffered a loss just now, and he took a hand drum, and the drum sound fluctuated and beat Jie Ziyong. He had seen his subordinates suddenly fleeing like crazy. Two of them died under Mo Xian's sword. He had already resigned.
Chapter completed!