Chi! Before Bu Mu Butai could finish his words, Wang Zhong laughed loudly. He made a mistake with his hands, and the Xuan Dao came down from the air. Two strands of green light were like thin electric green snakes swimming in the air, flashing and disappearing.
The evil forces are compelling.
Wang Zhong sacrificed the Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword again! Prepare to completely change the future history with one blow!
Above the restaurant, corpses were lying on the ground. Five big Mongolian men were killed by Wang Zhong. The waiter had already rolled downstairs and crawled downstairs. There was a noise below, but the entire upstairs was filled with cloth.
I wonder if Mbutai, the Mongolian princess, can escape Wang Zhong's poisonous hand.
Wang Zhong's sword was fierce, and his black linen clothes were unusually wide. When he moved, he made a roar and blew up strong winds, sweeping away the tables, chairs, benches, bowls, chopsticks, plates and other things around him, making them a mess.
Added to the mighty momentum.
Bumbutai Xiaohong's leather boots touched the toes, and suddenly bounced up. Like a carp piercing the waves, he jumped to the stairway between the intersection of green lights, and sprinkled the sound of silver bells, "Why do you want to kill me, why?"
So unreasonable?"
Bumu Butai's beautiful body brought out a burst of extremely charming fragrance, and the fragrance instantly filled the entire space, giving people a soft, sweet feeling. Standing at the entrance of the stairs, in a daze, she suddenly
It has the meaning of being charming and captivating all living beings.
Although if you look closely, it is not as attractive as Lu Na's color, it does have a more moving aura than Lu Na's body.
Bumbutai narrowly escaped two sword blows, and he was so frightened that sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, his chest heaved, and his saffron coat became wrinkled.
"you....."
Bumbutai was about to ask a question. No matter how he said it, he knew why he wanted to kill him, but he saw the other person's eyes narrowed into slits, like a cat in the daytime!
Wang Zhong missed the hit, moved his body sideways, and suddenly took another big step forward!
Bang! There was a loud bang. The whole restaurant trembled suddenly, and it seemed that it was about to collapse!
The five fingers were spread apart and hooked into eagle claws, and five strands of black evil energy as thick as an arm were immediately shot out. Three feet away from the hand, it transformed into a cattail leaf fan and was grasped forward. This black evil energy is the poisonous and foul air accumulated in the lungs of the earth, and contains
The extremely hot Earth Fire Zhen Gang was controlled by Wang Zhong with his own inner strength, and dispersed into palms, catching people and causing them to die.
Nabatu was hit, and now his whole body was rotten, rotten water flowed turbulently, and many places were burnt black, emitting the stench of roasted meat.
The fierce foreign martial arts, the Sanyin Demon Slaying Sword, and the Xuanyin Black Demon Capture, these three unique skills are Wang Zhong's capital.
Although he has not yet reached it, Wang Zhong can use it in a variety of ways, and he is simply superb when using it. In addition, he is very calm-minded at all times. When he is not confused, he can often defeat enemies that are much stronger than himself.
"Hi!"
After being in danger one after another, Bumubutai lost some of his beauty and made a golden cicada escape from its shell. Somehow, he took off his saffron coat, fluttered it up, and carried it forward. The Sanskrit characters embroidered with gold thread on it shone brightly.
, the words seemed to emerge.
This garment is called "Radha Jacket", and embroidered with gold thread is the "Radha Sutra", which has been blessed by the Tantric Lama with divine incantations and can break evil spirits and exorcise demons.
When the golden light on Radha's coat collided with the black evil energy, Wang Zhong felt that he was grabbing onto a ball of rubber. The black evil energy was even shrouded by the golden light and had a tendency to dissipate. There was a stalemate for a while, fearing that his hard work would be in vain.
How many months did it take to disperse the condensed black evil spirit? With one hand, he used capture, and with the other hand, he mobilized the Xuanwu Gang evil spirit in the three yin meridians. Whoa! It was just one knife!
Suddenly, a gleam of green sword light pierced in from the outside, met the sword light, and then circled around, a surge of awe-inspiring righteousness defeated the sword light.
As soon as Wang Zhong opened his eyes, he took a step back, his heart moved for a moment, and then he remained silent, as if there were no waves in the ancient well. He said slightly, "Tianyou Sword."
Wang Zhong remembered that this green light was Fan Wencheng's Tianyou Sword. Wang Zhong had seen it when Fan Wencheng had a sword fight with Yelu Jingwen of Xi Kongtong on the grassland.
Kick! Kick! Kick! A scribe in Tsing Yi and a Jurchen young man with a big shiny black braid came up the stairs. The scribe in Tsing Yi was Fan Wencheng. The Jurchen young man had a high nose and a somewhat handsome appearance, but he had a pair of eagles.
His eyes looked like a ferocious sea holly, and he was wearing a sky-blue mandarin jacket. There was also a ferocious sea holly embroidered on the mantle. As soon as he came upstairs, he stared at Wang Zhong with a look that revealed violence, ferocity, and blood-dating.
"Da Yu'er!" His eyes then turned to Bumu Butai and immediately softened.
"How dare you hurt Dayu'er!" With a sudden roar, the Jurchen young man flicked his braid, bang! The air was blown up, two consecutive push palms, and then another punch collapsed, three overlapping waves, and the wind of the fist
It started to roar wildly and roared towards Wang Zhong.
"Brother Fourteen, don't be rude!" Fan Wencheng raised his thumb and pulled the Tianyou Sword a few times in the air. The fierce fist wind was chopped into pieces and dissipated in the air. The green sword light jumped and cut across the front.
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"Mr. Fan, you!" The Jurchen young man was startled, took a step back, and then protected Bumbutai in front of him, asking gently, "Da Yu'er, are you okay?"
"Brother Fourteen, I'm fine, let me take a look." Brother Fourteen quickly moved away. Da Yu'er still put on her saffron coat and looked at Wang Zhong.
"Young Palace Master, tomorrow is the day for the decisive battle between the old immortal and the three great masters of the Confucian sect. When the Young Palace Master came to Hetuala, why didn't you inform the Great Khan? Or to coordinate with him. I don't know why the Young Palace Master had anything to do with Bumbutai.
Is there a conflict?" Fan Wencheng put away his sword and made a gesture towards Wang Zhong.
"Young Palace Master?" Da Yu'er and the fourteenth elder brother were both surprised.
"The descendant of the old immortal of Black Mountain, the young master of the Seven Kill Demon Palace, Brother Fourteen must not be unreasonable." Fan Wencheng explained in a low voice.
"Brother Fourteen, are you Dorgon? Are you so old now? Very good, very good!" Wang Zhong squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly took a step forward. Fan Wencheng's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly
Back up.
"I am Dorgon. What do you want?" Dorgon's eyes flashed with blood, he stared at Wang Zhong and took a step back.
As soon as Wang Zhong turned around, his sackcloth flew up and he jumped out of the window.
"Fan Wencheng is a master of swordsmanship. His ability to capture the black evil spirit of Xuanyin was not as good as catching the flying sword. It's a pity that he fell short! If it weren't for the weird scriptures that resisted the evil spirit of black evil..." Wang Zhong saw Fan Wen
Cheng here met Dorgon again. According to historical records, Dorgon was not that old yet. "Are the records all false?"
Seeing Wang Zhong suddenly leaving, Fan Wencheng breathed a sigh of relief. The old Black Mountain demon behind him was really not something he could afford to offend.
"Mr. Fan, this man has murderous intentions towards me!" Dorgon said coldly to Fan Wencheng.
"That's right, Brother Fourteen should be careful in the future! Hide if you can." Fan Wencheng frowned when he saw the corpses lying on the ground, "Does Brother Fourteen have any grudge against you?"
"I don't know this guy, I've never seen him before!"
"I haven't seen this person before." Da Yu'er looked at the place where Wang Zhong disappeared, full of doubts, touched the saffron coat on his body, and thought to himself: When he came, the lama said he was a monk*
Lama Sonam Gyatso's Buddhist edict was given to me to avoid disasters, and now it is indeed effective.
"Buddha of Infinite Life!" Dayu'er sincerely worshiped the land of Buddha in the West.
The second day.
It was past noon, and the entire Hetuala had become an empty city with no one inhabited.
The Great Khan of Manchuria, Nurhachi, had already evacuated all the soldiers, residents, princes, Baylor, and Gege as well as their servants, maids, etc. from the city, and set up tents to live thirty miles away from the city. Manchuria
He and the army have completely surrounded the outside of the city, preventing anyone from entering the city.
Masters from all over the world are lurking in secret places outside the city, hoping to witness the duel between the world's top leaders.
Some princes and nobles from various Mongolian tribes stood on a high mountain fifty miles away from the city of Hetuala with Nurhachi, the Great Khan of Manchuria, with a panoramic view of the entire city of Hetuala.
At this time, Wang Zhong was the only one standing in the middle of the street in the middle of the city, looking up at the sky. There were no clouds on all sides and the sun was dazzling. He was the descendant of the old demon from Montenegro, and no one dared to expel him.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, flying sand and rocks, and then countless dark clouds came from the direction of Changbai Mountain, covering the entire sky tightly. It was suddenly dark under the sky, and Wang Zhong's body suddenly felt a huge suction force, which was contrary to common sense.
It rose into the sky and disappeared into the billowing black clouds.
I saw the old Black Mountain demon sitting on the throne of flames, surrounded by black clouds rising and rolling, unprecedentedly huge.
"Today's duel, I'll let you watch it, it will be immeasurable for your growth!" The old demon from Montenegro brought Wang Zhong up. With a flick of his sleeves, there was a bamboo branch in his hand. It was green and green, and it was obviously newly broken.
of.
The old demon from Montenegro bent the two ends of the bamboo branch, and the straight bamboo branch almost formed a circle. Then he loosened his hand, and boom! The bamboo branch bounced back and returned to its straight state.
"Do you understand?" the old demon from Montenegro asked Wang Zhong.
"Understood." Wang Zhong nodded, took a few steps forward, came to the old Black Mountain demon, and took the bamboo branch, "The way of heaven is just like this bamboo branch. Even if you try your best to break it, even if it bends for a moment, it will always return to its original state.
Straight, following its own trajectory. Just..."
"Not bad! Some of the details may be changed, but it always has to go back to its original place."
The old Black Mountain demon made an emotionless voice, interrupting Wang Zhong's last words, "Maybe the history of this era is the history recorded in the books you read in the future, but I pulled you from the future to this era.
The history of this era has already undergone changes. That is because the way of heaven wants to maintain its original trajectory and has undergone countless evolutions, resulting in changes that I cannot even estimate. In the past two days, I have used my magical power to sense the future. Within the next hundred years,
, it turned out to be a blur.”
"What about a hundred years from now?" Wang Zhong asked.
"A hundred years later!" The old Black Mountain demon's voice was still emotionless, "I can clearly sense it first! It's still the original trajectory!"
Click! Wang Zhong bent the bamboo branch as hard as he could. Feeling the rebound force of the bamboo branch, he suddenly used force and broke the bamboo branch into two pieces!
The old monster from Black Mountain shook his head, "Although the way of heaven is like this bamboo branch, it is not as weak as a bamboo branch after all. No matter how powerful it is, it is even impossible to bend it. Once it evolves, the sea can turn into a mulberry field. The long river of history and the reproduction of human beings.
The birth and death of stars are nothing but insignificant dust in front of it."
Remembering that his attack failed yesterday, Wang Zhong threw down the two bamboo branches in his hand.
"It is indeed irresistible, and everything can be reversed, but can it reverse my intention to change him?"
"Hahahaha! Hahahahaha!" The old demon of Montenegro pointed at Wang Zhong and laughed, "You are the old demon of Montenegro."
Wang Zhong also laughed and pointed at the old demon from Montenegro, "It turns out you are not the old demon from Montenegro."
"Master and apprentice are in such good spirits!"
A slightly older but unusually loud voice came from nowhere.
Then, in the black clouds in the south, there was a flash of green light, and the glare grew from small to large. At the top of the blue energy, there was a tall and thin old man with black beard and green clothes. He had a thin and strange appearance, and was covered with a layer of green light.
, simply became a light person.
"Zhang Juzheng! You are here to die." The old Black Mountain demon sat on the flame throne and pointed his long fingernails at the Confucian master.
"What's the fear of death?" Zhang Juzheng's black beard fluttered behind his head and his tone was calm.
"Old Black Mountain monster, don't be so arrogant." Two more rays of light pierced diagonally from the south, stopping above the black clouds.
In the light and shadow of two buildings, one yellow and one white, two young Confucian masters appeared.
Zhang Juzheng, Liu Zongzhou, the great Confucian masters of Zodiac Wednesday finally arrived!
The old demon from Black Mountain pointed his hand, and a ball of black energy enveloped Wang Zhong and pulled him to the flame throne.
Wang Zhong was in this position and could see clearly.
These four people all used the art of soul differentiation to wrap their bodies and float high in the sky. Their skills were very profound and not strenuous.
The old demon from Montenegro suddenly let out a wolf howl, and the billowing black clouds covering the sky suddenly gathered in the middle. The strong sunlight shone down again, and he took the lead in launching an attack.
Wang Zhong saw the old Black Mountain demon reach out and grab, and five flames flew out, dark red in color, swelling out of thin air, as thick as a bucket, and grabbed Zhang Juzheng in the distance.
Zhang Juzheng waved his sleeves and saw five green lights flying towards him. They were fighting against the evil flames emitted by the Black Mountain Old Demon. The blue lights were tumbling in the air, and they were shocking. Wang Zhong looked at them intently, but they saw five flying swords, billowing above them.
His awe-inspiring righteousness was countless times more powerful than Fan Wencheng's.
It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to practice one flying sword, but this Juzheng actually practiced it five times, and it seems that it is not a top-notch skill.
Then Liu Zongzhou and Huang Daozhou saw that the old demon from Black Mountain released the earth evil fire attached to the soul, gathered into a body, and fought with Zhang Juzheng's five flying swords. Just as they were about to use their methods, they saw two tall black figures, covered with
The flames were flying, as fast as ghosts, and they were flying towards me from the air. I knew it was the old demon from Black Mountain who had separated the spirit of the three corpses into two to kill him.
This old monster has been around for hundreds of years and is invincible. Although the two are rising stars and have not been able to fight against each other, due to their prestige, even though they are three against one, they dare not show any signs of neglect.
Liu Zongzhou saw the evil and ferocious spirit of the old Black Mountain demon. The three fires were tumbling like earth evil fire, sun fire, and red bird fire. They shot up to a height of more than ten feet. Before he could get close, his own spirit became hot and hot. Only then did he realize that he was so famous.
, Guo Wuxishi. But he patted his head, and a ball of white light enveloped his body and fell down, but a brilliant silver light flew out from behind. In the silver light, there was a figure about seven feet tall, holding a mouthful of cold light.
, the sparkling jade ruler confronted the spirit of the old demon from Montenegro head-on.
Liu Zongzhou took action with all his strength, his essence left his body, and his soul escaped to fight the old monster of Black Mountain. He could no longer take care of his physical body, so he had to protect his body with his condensed Haoran righteousness and flying sword, and fell to the ground.
The jade ruler in his hand was Shanyin Cold Jade, which could condense water into ice. He obtained it accidentally. After completing his cultivation, he went to Tianshan Mountain in Xinjiang Province, used his soul to condense the cold air, and gathered them all here.
On the ruler, it was named Bingpo Hanguang.
When it was waved, cold light rolled in, and where it hit, the water vapor in the air was condensed into ice flowers. When it first formed and showed its power, it once froze a ten-mile-long stream to the bottom.
The Changbai Mountain area is close to the East China Sea and has abundant water vapor. I saw Liu Zongzhou wielding the Ice Soul Cold Light Ruler with his soul, entangled with the soul of the old demon from Black Mountain. Ice crystals were flying in the air, like snowflakes, and they continued to fall in large pieces under the sun.
, showing the splendor of seven colors, even the sun is covered with a layer of cold air.
The Black Mountain Old Demon’s Yuan Shen is the aggregation of Black Evil Qi, Earth Evil Fire, Suzaku Fire, and Sun Fire. Mountains turn into magma, and rivers and lakes turn into water vapor. Although Liu Zongzhou relied on the Ice Soul Cold Light Ruler and his own Haoran Yuan Shen,
He could only barely hold on to the enemy and was unable to win, so he began to think of other methods in his mind.
Huang Daozhou was also attacked by the old monster from Montenegro with the spirit of three corpses. This spirit screamed strangely and raised his hands. Thousands of black lines shot down like a torrential rain, intertwining into a large net that stretched upward from bottom to top.
The zodiac week is coming.
Just now Huang Daozhou wanted to imitate Liu Zongzhou, he also hid his physical body and used his soul to attack the old monster of Black Mountain. However, he was caught in the black evil silk and fell powerlessly.
Who knew that the spirit of the old Black Mountain demon had already planned it? After condensing the silk into a web, he stretched out his body, flew higher into the sky, and turned into a ball of three-color flames the size of an acre. The billowing heat flow was flattened down,
The combination of the two phases coincided with the zodiac week being pressed into it. Then the three-color flame flowed and spread, and in an instant it turned into a huge fireball, rolling around in the air, and the fire roared like a bellows.
This Yuan Shen used his methods to wrap up the young Confucian master, and then activated the real fire to turn Huang Dao Zhou's physical body and Yuan Shen into ashes.
Huang Daozhou failed to escape from the Yuan Shen in time, and his physical body could not be flexible and changeable. If he failed, he would be wrapped up by the old Black Mountain demon. He wanted to do anything again, but it was already too late. Real fire was blazing on all sides, all red, and it was still traveling at high speed.
It rotates rapidly, and under the extremely high temperature, even gold and iron will instantly turn into steam.
Huang Daozhou had no choice but to protect his body with Haoran's righteous energy, and the milky white air flowed out to resist the flames. But these three fires were so powerful, and they had been condensed by the old demon from Black Mountain for many years. Wang Yangming was injured by this hand back then.
As soon as the milky white air flow flew away and hit the high-speed rotating flame, it heard a chirping sound, was turned into light smoke, and disappeared invisible.
Seeing that he could not hold on for long, Huang Daozhou had no choice but to take out a four-inch seal. It was bright yellow and seemed to be carved from Tianhuang stone. With a clap of his hands, the seal suddenly turned into a handful of crystal yellow powder. He divided it into two handfuls and divided them into two handfuls.
Spread out.
Countless yellow stars flickered, floating in the milky white aura of awe-inspiring righteousness, barely resisting the approach of the flames.
This seal is the essence of Tianhuang, the spirit in the stone. Huang Daozhou used his soul to enter the earth. It was not easy to find it. Later, he hired people to dig up the mountain and spent a lot of effort to collect it. He carved it into his own seal and used the essence to sacrifice it.
Yang, who usually cherishes his life, but now at the critical moment, he has no choice but to destroy it with heartache and disperse it into powder to resist the three fires of the old demon of Montenegro.
"Even so, we can only work harder. This old demon has reached its peak. No wonder he has been dominant for many years and is invincible in the world. Now if he has to compete alone, I am afraid that only Lama Sonam Gyatso's Great Sun Tathagata Yuanshen Seal
There is hope for a fight, but they are not good-natured, and they are looking down upon me tomorrow."
Huang Daozhou thought to himself, while taking out a sword, three feet long, simple and pure green, the sword body was not bright, only showing an inky black color. This sword was a famous sword, named "Mo Gong", which was used in the Tang Dynasty
It was forged by a mysterious Mohist sword master. It is extremely sharp and specially crafted, so it is not afraid of fire.
This ink attack sword was discovered by Huang Daozhou in a deep pool in Yandang Mountain. At that time, Huang Daozhou had already achieved Yuan Shen. After taking it out, he refined it every day and became as fluent as he wanted. Now he accidentally missed it and was in deep danger, so he had to resort to
Used all possible means.
With one finger, the Mo Gong sword flew out like an ink dragon, with black light crisscrossing it. With another finger, the sword head was three-quarters long, seven or eight feet long. It flew with lightning speed and dived into the fire. However, Huang Daozhou hid his body in the fire.
Behind the sword light, I want to concentrate a little more force, penetrate the flames, break out of the trap, and then argue with the old monster of Montenegro.
Seeing Huang Daozhou's fierce counterattack, the spirit of the old demon of Montenegro let out a weird and weird laugh. Suddenly there were strange noises and ghostly noises. Huang Daozhou's heart was filled with annoyance. The spirit seemed to be about to fly out of his body. He was shocked and hurriedly
It's easier to calm down and channel your energy to resist.
He knew that the old demon from Montenegro was using his magic sound to absorb souls. As soon as he screamed, he would immediately take away the human soul. Even if he had condensed his soul, he would not be spared as long as the fire was slightly shallow.
The screams continued. As a result, since Huang Daozhou had to resist the flames and concentrate his energy, the light of Mo Gong's sword dimmed a lot, and he could no longer get out. The whole person was like a mindless fly.
Drilling around inside.
But it was said that Liu Zongzhou finally escaped from the Yuan Shen in time, and it was constantly changing and flashing. The Yuan Shen was a ball of essence, which was naturally much more flexible than the physical body. When the old demon from Heishan used his Yuan Shen, the black energy billowed and the flames enveloped Liu Zongzhou.
He knew that he would definitely not be able to defeat this old monster in a head-to-head fight, so he had to slide his soul away at the critical moment, use the Ice Soul Cold Light Ruler, and dance out thousands of cold air to hurt the Black Mountain old monster.
If his body was so bulky, he would have been wrapped up by the old Black Mountain demon like Huang Daozhou and suffered a lot of losses. Now, although Liu Zongzhou could not defeat him, he could still dodge. The souls of both sides were like lightning ghosts, separated and reunited.
There is no way to gather and disperse.
Wang Zhong saw that the old demon from Black Mountain was fighting one against three, transporting two souls from the three corpses, completely suppressing the two young Confucian masters, while he himself fought with Zhang Juzheng.
Zhang Juzheng has been practicing deeply for a long time. Although he has the means, he keeps them but does not use them. He only waits for the old demon from Black Mountain to reveal his flaw and then strikes a fatal blow. Now he only uses five Qingling Swords to fly around in the sky. His swordsmanship is exquisite. The old demon from Black Mountain can hardly
I used Xuanyin Capture every time, but it had no effect.
The two sides rolled around and fought for more than two hours. Seeing that the old demon from Montenegro could not fight for a long time, he suddenly felt something in his heart: "Someone broke into the Seven Kills Demon Palace?"
When Zhang Juzheng saw the old demon from Heishan stood up suddenly, he understood in his heart and smiled slightly and said, "Old demon from Heishan, although you and I have agreed to fight here, you have imprisoned Li Chengliang. Now his uncles Shen Fu and Qi Jiguang have gone to rescue him.
I'm afraid you'll be homeless in your devil's palace."
Green light flashed in the eyes of the old Black Mountain demon, and his face was expressionless: "Boy Zhang, you want to mess with my mind? This is easy to do. I'll kill you first, and then kill the two boys who broke into the palace. You really can't escape today.
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After saying that, he screamed strangely, grabbed his hands together, and the endless black evil energy rushed out, covering the sky and the earth. Zhang Juzheng quickly used his sword skills, and the green light was twisted four times, but although the black evil energy was cut off by the sword light, it was not
Instead of destroying them, they become smaller and larger, becoming more and more numerous, tightly wrapped around the sword light and not letting go.
When Zhang Juzheng saw the old Black Mountain demon showing off his power, he knew that if he didn't use his methods, he would be poisoned. He quickly bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out the newly accumulated essence and essence mixed with blood and essence in his body. The five green spirit swords suddenly became powerful, and the enemy was surrounded.
Black evil spirit.
At the same time, the green energy surrounding the body flew out of the body and turned into a clear and tall figure. At the same time, the body flew down like a meteor and fell to the ground. It sank into a cave and went in to hide.
The old demon of Heishan used Xuanyin Capture with one hand, and saw that Zhang Juzheng also showed his soul to attack him. He knew that Zhang Juzheng's soul was made from the green spiritual energy in the atmosphere. Although it was not as powerful as himself, it was extremely difficult to destroy.
With a strange smile, the wind roared, sweeping away the soul with demonic sounds. The old demon of Montenegro opened his mouth, and a demon flower with three heavenly demons and three fires flew out. The petals split, and a golden sun fire immediately turned into a three-clawed demon flower.
The golden crow's wings are spread out, dozens of feet long, with three claws like hooks and as thick as a pillar. The other wing is made of vermilion flames and turns into a red bird of the same size.
Seeing the two birds flapping their wings and soaring, Zhang Juzheng changed his color. He knew that this flame was the essence of the stars condensed by the old demon from Black Mountain for more than a hundred years. It was very different from the fire just now. He quickly flashed past the soul and drifted into the distance, and was about to close it.
The five-mouthed Green Spirit Sword, the Black Mountain Old Demon pointed with his hand, the black evil energy condensed and hugged the flying sword, the three-clawed golden crow, and the red bird divine bird flew past.
Phew! The five flying swords turned into residual green smoke, and were annihilated by flying ashes.
The old demon from Black Mountain destroyed Zhang Juzheng's five Qingling Swords without letting go. With a finger, another piece of ground evil fire transformed into a fire dragon with bright scales and claws and towering horns, which was tens of meters long and as thick as a bucket.
Changbai Mountain is where the dragon veins are located, and there is dragon energy in the land. The old demon of Black Mountain gathered the evil fire, tempered the essence, mixed it with the dragon energy, and condensed it into the true fire dragon god, which has infinite power.
The three-clawed Golden Crow, the Suzaku Divine Bird, and the Earth Fiery Fire Dragon. Under the control of the old Black Mountain demon, these three divine creatures suddenly flew out and formed horns to cover Zhang Juzheng's soul. Zhang Juzheng saw that the oncoming force was so fierce that it was not easy to intercept him, so he hurriedly
Fly up, wait to avoid it, and then get a magic weapon to defeat the enemy.
Just as he flew up, he suddenly saw a flash of black shadow, and a black figure about three to four feet tall appeared. He pressed down on his head and knew that it was the last soul of the old Black Mountain demon. He was shocked and had no choice but to hit it with all his strength.
Go up.
As soon as the two souls came into contact, they heard the bird's cry of dragon, the three-clawed golden crow, the red bird, and the earth evil fire dragon chasing up from below, wrapping around Zhang Juzheng's soul and practicing.
Zhang Juzheng saw that the old Black Mountain demon was so powerful, and finally understood how Wang Yangming died.
Wang Zhong saw that the spirit of the three corpses of the old demon of Black Mountain had been released, but the physical body had not shriveled up. He knew that the old demon of Montenegro had maintained his physical body these days and had not refined the new blood, marrow, soul, and soul to replenish and strengthen the spirit.
He was dazzled by this battle. Every time the old demon of Montenegro used a spell, he first passed on the formula to him and then demonstrated it in actual combat. The benefits to him were immeasurable.
In addition to the earth evil fire gathering technique, Xuanyin black evil capture, the method of condensing sun fire "Golden Crow Star Technique", "Suzaku Seven Killing Fire Technique", "Soul Capturing Demonic Sound" and other secret techniques of the Black Mountain Old Demon lineage, are all
They were taught to Wang Zhong one by one.
"If nothing changes, the three great masters of Confucianism will be scrapped like this." Wang Zhong thought to himself.
Just when Zhang Juzheng, Liu Zongzhou, and the great masters of Zodiac Wednesday were completely suppressed by the old demon from Montenegro, and the situation was critical, suddenly, a white crystal-clear snake hung down from the sky. It had an unknown length of body, and its head was as big as a mountain.
As soon as I looked down, the white air rolled, and in an instant it turned into a phantom of a giant more than ten meters tall.
The spirit of the old demon in Black Mountain escaped from the enemy, and his body became stiff. The giant rubbed his hands, chichi! chichi! chichi! The sky was full of green light, and the cold evil struck people. With this hand, the three-yin demon-killing knife
There were one hundred and eight sacrifices, which were many times more powerful than those made by Wang Zhong.
The Xuan Dao rolled, the Gangsha was evacuated, and they all slashed towards the body of the Black Mountain old demon. Wang Zhong was also wrapped in the Xuan Dao.
"Boy Wang, if you want to challenge me, you could have come up together earlier! Coming here unexpectedly like this will disgrace your ancestors Zhang Sanfeng and Wang Yangming."
Anyone who can intervene in the earth-shattering struggle between the old demon of Montenegro and the three great masters of the Confucian sect is naturally a top master in his own right.
Moreover, the Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword is a unique method of Xuantian Shenglong Dao. It was created by Zhang Sanfeng. No one in other sects has a secret about it. Yes, the person who came here is none other than the contemporary founder of Xuantian Shenglong Dao, Wang Zhong’s veritable ancestor, Wang Xianren
.
As the enemy of the old monster from Montenegro, Wang Xianren would naturally come to such a fight.
He used his clairvoyant power from a distance to see clearly the battle in the sky. This duel had already passed for an hour or two. The old demon from Black Mountain was invincible. He didn't even need any flying swords. He relied on the three fire demons.
Gong and the three corpse spirits trapped Zhang Juzheng, Huang Daozhou, and Liu Zongzhou, and gained the upper hand.
Although the three great masters are struggling to support, it seems that they cannot support it for long. The situation is critical. Wang Xianren's magic power is as good as that of the three great masters of the Confucian sect. He even masters the secret method and is even worse. It has long been seen that,
Even if these three people managed to escape from the fire of the old Black Mountain demon, they would still suffer a great loss of their souls.
At that time, Zhang Songxi, the founder of Xuantian Shenglong Dao, was burned by the three fires of the Black Mountain Old Demon. He could barely survive for a hundred years, and his soul was exhausted and annihilated in ashes.
If the three great masters are killed by the Black Mountain Old Demon in one fell swoop, the Ming Dynasty will suffer heavy losses, and the situation will probably become even more critical. At present, there are Mongolia outside, the Jurchens are watching, and there are even more vicious Japanese pirates along the coast. Taiwan and other islands are even more red.
Portugal was occupied by the Spaniards, and there were demonic sects such as the White Lotus sect in it to deceive the people. With such a situation, internal and external troubles, within ten years it would be in turmoil, with the mountains and rivers broken, and the lives of all people in ruins.
Seeing this scene, Wang Xianren knew that he had no choice but to take action. For the sake of tomorrow's dynasty, he could not let the three great masters lose their lives here.
Seeing that the situation was critical, Wang Xianren immediately flew his Soaring Snake Yuan Shen into the very high air, approached the battle group, then lowered it suddenly, transformed into a human form, and then used the Yuan Shen to incite the Xuanwu Gangsha, control the sword light, and wanted to do it in one fell swoop.
Destroy the body of the old demon from Montenegro.
Although Wang Zhong is a descendant of Wang Xianren, he is more importantly a descendant of the Black Mountain Old Demon. Back then, Zhang Sanfeng created the supernatural power of voyeurism in order to strangle the Black Mountain Old Demon in his infancy. Now Wang Xianren is merciless and wants to kill him with the three yins.
The demon sword killed Wang Zhong and completely eradicated the legacy of the Black Mountain Old Demon.
The old demon from Montenegro opened his eyes, and actually spoke, with a sharp and strange tone, and a fearless look. He raised his hands upward, click! click! After several sounds, two feet long, like jade hooks, the crystal-clear nails broke simultaneously, ten of them.
The nails are like jade hooks, floating out of thin air, emitting pieces of bright brilliance!
"I wanted to destroy Wudang Mountain and wipe out your whole family after the decisive battle, but since you are so eager to come and die, why can't I do it for you?"
Faced with Wang Xianren's sudden attack, the old Black Mountain demon didn't panic at all. At his level, where he could see the void with his soul, he would not be afraid of a sneak attack. And he had already planned this step, so he had enough energy left to use his refined cultivation of the sky demon.
Qi Menxian's secret technique broke the nails and transformed them into Xuanyin Atu sword energy.
"go!"
The sleeves and robes of the old Black Mountain demon shook, and the ten nails suddenly shook, turning into ten magic lights that looked like flying swords, but looked like hooks but not hooks. When they waved in the air, thousands of them appeared and met the rolling black knives, two phases.
As soon as you touch it, you can hear the sound of dense gold and iron. The sword energy of Atu Xuanyin transformed by Shijia sweeps in all directions, the bright silver light intersects with the green light, and the sparks fall like raindrops.
In the midst of laughter, the old Black Mountain demon stood up and grabbed hold with both hands. His ten nails were like flying swords, dancing and interspersed with a shocking force. The light liquid crystal was emptied, like a huge wave and tsunami, and scattered all the one hundred and eight mysterious sword energy.
invisible.
After a few struggles, the Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword was broken, and the Black Mountain Old Demon howled wildly again, baring its teeth and claws, like a tiger descending from the mountain. Suddenly the wind and clouds surged, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the ten-armored Xuanyin Atu Sword Qi counterattacked and killed Wang Xianren's soul.
Wang Xianren saw that the old demon from Black Mountain still had some strength left after the battle. Not only did he break his three-yin demon-slaying sword that was sure to kill him, but he also chased and killed his own spirit. Although there were thousands of crystal lights in front of him, when they fell into his eyes, he saw only ten hooks.
The sword light penetrated through, and while I was surprised, I admired the old demon's invincible methods.
I know that these ten hooks are formed by the nails of the old demon from Black Mountain. The old demon's body has been refined for nearly hundreds of years, and his achievements have reached an unfathomable level. When the old demon was practicing, he used the secret technique of the heavenly demon to sacrifice.
The nails are trimmed more sharply than the flying sword, and they contain the Xuanyin Atu demonic energy cultivated by the old goblin. It cuts into the soul and immediately damages the life essence, which is the most sinister and vicious.
Wang Xianren was in a hurry and did not dare to force the attack, so he dispersed the Yuanshen again and turned into a thousand-meter flying snake, which suddenly fell down like a meteorite.
The Soaring Snake fell, and the Black Mountain Old Demon grabbed it downwards. While suppressing the three great masters with the True Fire of the Yuan Yuan Shen, he commanded ten nail sword lights to chase after him.
As soon as the flying snake fell to the ground, it dispersed into clouds and smoke and got into the ground.
Seeing this scene, the old demon of Heishan knew that the soul was like clouds and smoke, and could be dispersed into billions of fine energy particles. It was extremely small, and its skills were so advanced that it could barely pass through the wall silently like Wang Xianren.
Earth. Although the flying sword transformed by my fingernails is sharp, it is solid after all. If I want to burrow into the ground, I have to forcefully break through the rocks and soil. It is very expensive and it is inevitable that someone will take advantage of me. I wanted to use my soul to chase him, but the three corpses
The Yuan Shen has already defeated the three great masters and cannot be separated, so we have to give up.
With another finger, the Ten-armored Xuanyin Atu Demon Light rushed forward, intertwined with the brilliant light, and strangled Zhang Juzheng's soul.
With a loud bang, the ground sank into a deep, dark pit. A divine turtle crawled out of the pit, with a snake coiled on its back, a fierce and powerful letter, and a long, blood-red, soft gun-like letter spit out.
, surrounded ten flying swords from behind, and started fighting. Wang Xianren saw that the old Black Mountain demon was so ferocious, and suddenly he couldn't make a move. Now he couldn't even think about hurting him, so he had to squat on the ground and encourage his soul to get involved.
But it was said that Zhang Juzheng was wrapped up from bottom to top by the sacred bird of the Suzaku, the three-clawed golden crow, and the earthly evil fire dragon. On top of it, there was an old black mountain demon who captured Zhang Juzheng. His face was still extremely calm. In fact, he had resisted the difficulties and was struggling.
The prepared magic weapon was sent out, and a big flag was pulled out and fluttered in the wind. On the sky blue flag was a five-clawed green dragon, which was vivid. When Zhang Juzheng was forced by the True God of Fortune, it immediately flew out and circled around the body, with its tail up and down.
He lowered his head, exhaled clear air, and flew downward to resist the evil fire dragon.
"Qionghuang Qinglong Banner." The magic weapon cast by the old demon from Heishan when he saw Zhang Juzheng was made from the Qionghuang Divine Wood. This Qionghuang Divine Wood is an ancient species that cannot grow in places other than dragon veins. The wood essence can be nourished by the dragon veins.
If you have the Qinglong Qi, a master farmer can draw out the Qinghuang Divine Tree Qi.
This is why Qionghuang Qinglong Flag cuts its branches into poles, and mixes bark with silk to make the flag surface, attracting the Qinglong Qi above. When facing the enemy, one only needs to use the internal energy to force out the Qinglong Qi, and then it can be manifested, such as
The old demon of Montenegro condensed the evil fire of the earth into the shape of a dragon.
The Ming Dynasty was divided into six divisions. Among the Ministry of Industry, there was a master farmer. The Qionghuang Qinglong Banner was borrowed by Zhang Juzheng as a magic weapon to resist the old monster of Black Mountain.
"Boy Zhang, do you think that a broken flag can stop me?" Zhang Juzheng is now old and has great power, but the old Black Mountain demon has been in the world for hundreds of years.
explain.
With one against four, the old Black Mountain demon's face remained expressionless. The hosta suddenly exploded, and his silver hair spread out. The roots were thorns, as straight as steel wires, more than ten feet long, and spread out behind him like a peacock.
"The Xuanyin Heavenly Demon Reincarnation Technique that I am now teaching you is the highest secret technique for refining and transforming energy in our lineage. Nails and hair cannot pass through the meridians and cannot transform essence. They happen to be condensed by Xuanyin. Once they are completed, they will win.
After passing through the infinite flying swords, our lineage doesn’t use magic weapons or refine flying swords, that’s it.”
In Wang Zhong's ears, the voice of the old demon from Black Mountain came again, and then, a lot of mantras, meridians, movements, and moves of the human body were all transmitted into Wang Zhong's spirit by the old demon from Black Mountain using the art of soul grafting.
Wang Zhong was carefully sorting out the things taught by the old demon from Black Mountain. At this moment, his head was filled with what he had learned. It was so confusing that he was afraid of forgetting it. Wang Zhong sorted it out one by one, from easy to difficult, and said
Then you can practice according to these processes.
While the old Black Mountain demon taught Wang Zhong the reincarnation technique of the Xuanyin Sky Demon, he shook his head, and his silver hair came out, and he suddenly looked like Wang Zhong's short bob. In the air, strands of silver light flew around, and everything
A strand of silver hair hit Zhang Juzheng like a huge cloud of silver rain. Although the old Black Mountain demon does not use magic weapons, the nails and hair on his body are much more powerful than the magic weapon Flying Sword. Since he was born, he has been destined to be a magic weapon.
A head of hair, like thousands of flying swords, passed through the air and hit the green dragon directly. Suddenly, the green dragon made thousands of holes and dispersed into Qi. The silver hair flew up, mixed with the endless real fire and billowing energy.
Invisible in the black evil aura.
Zhang Juzheng saw a cloud of silver rain coming, but he didn't care yet. He thought that the old Black Mountain demon's soul had come out and was restrained by Wang Xianren. He expected that although he had the means, he was already at the end of his strength. It wasn't until the green dragon suddenly dispersed that he realized how powerful it was, but it was already
It's too late, and even if you are prepared, there is nothing you can do. The three corpse souls above are pressing down, and the three fires of Suzaku, Golden Crow, and Fire Dragon are boiling on the soles of their feet. They are rushing upwards. It is not easy to resist. Suddenly, tens of thousands of silver threads are put on and broken.
The green aura surrounding Yuanshen passed through it.
Zhang Juzheng's soul was suddenly damaged, and his heart felt cold. Then he felt that his soul was dissipating, and his consciousness became blurred. He knew something was wrong, so he reluctantly used the Confucian method of nourishing qi to absorb his soul and spirit. His soul moved sideways and flew away.
Falling down, I want to merge with the physical body on the ground and transfer the Xuanyin Atu sword energy in my soul.
No matter how hard the old monster from Heishan was willing to let go, the three corpse spirits spun around, pounced downwards, and chased downwards. As long as they killed Zhang Juzheng, they would be free to kill Huang Daozhou, Liu Zongzhou, and Wang Xianren.
Zhang Juzheng originally hid his physical body underground for better protection to avoid damage. Now as soon as the spirit fell to the ground, he pointed with his hand, and the ground cracked [*]. Haoran's white air held up the physical body and floated up. He saw the old demon Yuan from Black Mountain.
The god jumped down and quickly threw the blue dragon flag in Qionghuang, blocking it first. The soul then wanted to become one with the physical body.
Suddenly, the ground trembled for no reason, golden light flashed in the distance, and an overwhelming power suddenly filled the infinite space, and the heaven and earth shook together. Zhang Juzheng's physical body was about to float up, but suddenly received this force, and the earth was crowded.
, one by one, the land on all sides surged wildly, and the body was buried in it all at once. There was only a cracking sound, and it was obviously squeezed into pulp.
The physical body was destroyed for no reason, and Zhang Juzheng's soul could no longer return to his original position. Before the fire came, he lost his physical body. From then on, he was a lonely ghost.
The old Black Mountain demon Yuanshen had already pounced on him. Zhang Juzheng could no longer think about it, so he had to change his mind. The Yuanshen rushed forward. As soon as he touched it, a golden light suddenly fell from the sky on the top of a hill ten miles away. A statue
The image of the Great Tathagata, which is six feet tall and mixed with infinite power, appears. This image of the Great Tathagata holds seals with both hands, has a kind face, and circles of sacred Buddha light like water waves appear on the back of the head.
As soon as the Sun Tathagata Yuanshen appeared, he took a step forward, passed ten miles directly, and appeared in front of the Black Mountain Old Demon Yuanshen. It was the divine foot power among the six great magical powers of Buddhism!
The Great Sun Tathagata's soul stretched out his hand with his five fingers spread apart, pressing towards the old demon of Black Mountain with infinite and irresistible power.
At the critical moment, Lama Sonam Gyatso, the only one who can compete with the old monster in Montenegro, finally takes action!
The Great Sun Tathagata's Yuan Shen Seal first cracked the earth and destroyed Zhang Juzheng's physical body, and then he wanted to capture the Yuan Shen, the old demon from Black Mountain.
The contact of the Old Black Mountain Demon Yuanshen dispersed Zhang Juzheng's soul by 40 to 50%. Then it floated upward, like ghosts and lightning, and the Sun Tathagata Yuanshen Seal chased upward. "Suonan Gyatso, you really can't stand being lonely."
, I originally wanted to destroy your Potala Palace and destroy your Yellow Sect after the decisive battle, but now that you have come up, won’t you die?"
"My Buddha, the Great Sun Tathagata, subdues all evil spirits and scares all heretics." After taking back the body of the Great Sun Tathagata, a Buddha's light appeared behind his head and an old lama wearing a bright yellow robe appeared. He appeared in front of the old demon of Montenegro and gave
A gift.
"The Buddha can also be killed! What can he do to me!" The old monster from Montenegro fought against the three great masters of the Confucian sect with one man. In addition, Wang Xianren, the founder of the Xuantian Shenglong Dao, and now the Lama Suonan Gyatso came, and he even condensed the great masters.
It is called the Tathagata Yuanshen Seal, and its magical powers completely surpass those of the previous two generations*.
"Senior is the supreme among demons and invincible in the world. Although I can practice the Seal of the Soul of the Tathagata, the Great Buddha, to be better than my predecessor, there is little hope, so I have to do this. If I pass away, my soul will fall into the Abi Hell and suffer ten
The sufferings of this world can be eliminated by today’s sins.”
After Suonan Gyatso said this, seeing the two souls of the old Black Mountain demon being dragged down, he finally took action with a Sanskrit chant!