Chapter two hundred and ninety-six evil dragon skin and five realms
The moment the mute female voice sounded, a dim light appeared, and instantly transformed into an old nun with gray hair and chicken skin, holding six pure bamboo staffs.
The old nun's face is the color of an ordinary elderly woman, with dense wrinkles and ridges, and not even a few front teeth left. At a glance, one can only see decay and withering.
But down from her neck, there was another scene.
The curves are graceful, and the skin is like fair and beautiful jade, especially the chest, which is outlined by the simple monk's robes with endless beautiful arcs, like two heavy ripe peaches.
This is a very strange nun, so strange that it is unbelievable.
The old woman's head overlapped with the beauty's soft and delicate body, making her look extremely evil, like a grotesque statue. Suddenly, she walked out of the dark ancient temple with her teeth and claws bared.
"Master Miaoxin!"
The dead man's head opened his mouth and gave two strange laughs: "In order to kill Bai Shu, Zen Master Miaoyan was willing to invite you out? With the Master's intervention, this matter has a 30% chance of winning!"
"Mr. Chen is joking. There are many outstanding people in your Fuqiu Mountain. How can a poor nun dare to show his shame in front of you?"
Miao Xin held up the dead man's head named Han Gong and smiled slowly:
"Your Holy Master of Fuqiu Mountain, what is the plan of the Great Immortal? Since they want to form a partnership, we have to clarify one by one what each family is thinking, so as not to be confused and misunderstandings arise.
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A dim light as big as a grain of rice hangs above the old nun's head, and there are countless hazy shadows outside her body, following her beside her.
Those shadows have different shapes, and you can clearly distinguish men, women, old and young. Some of them are strolling, some are gathered together, and they seem to be talking. Some are riding horses, some are holding babies to breastfeed, some are carrying burdens and hawking, and some are walking on chairs.
The hobbler.
There are clearly hundreds of living beings, and every movement they make is as natural and vivid as an ordinary person.
If these shadows didn't make any noise, it would almost make people suspicious that they are a group of real living people!
The old nun had a charming smile on her face, and she looked at Mr. Han without giving in.
These two men were obviously on the battlefield, among thousands of troops, but no matter whether it was Beiwei or Nanzheng, no soldier noticed them.
"Hit your grandfather!"
A well-dressed military commander riding a two-headed lion shouted angrily. The lion under him hit the old nun's body, but it was like passing through a hollow phantom without being hindered.
"The mountain master will take action."
The male monster laughed loudly, stuck out his long tongue, and easily cut off the head of the two-headed lion.
The long tongue rolled around the dark golden brain, making Mr. Han's voice somewhat unclear:
"Wu Ming killed the previous mountain lord and did not take revenge. It is unjustifiable for us all up and down Fuqiu Mountain."
"Understood."
A smile appeared on the old nun's face. She stretched out her hand to grab it, but suddenly the horse disappeared from her crotch. The bewildered general's eyes suddenly froze.
The flesh on his armor and lining quickly peeled off and turned into a mess. In the field of vision beyond the reach of ordinary monks, a shadow drifted slowly and landed beside the old nun.
In an instant, the shadow of a burly military commander holding a sledgehammer appeared among the group of figures representing all kinds of sentient beings.
Mr. Han, who was licking his brains, looked at this scene and felt slightly awe-inspiring.
This kind of technique...
Miaoxin...Feiyun Temple...
After Zi Wu appeared in the world, how many other ghosts did Miao Yan create?
"The mountain master will ask for the Youdu Sword and take action himself." Henggong changed the topic: "Our sincerity in Fuqiu Mountain has been made clear, but what about your Feiyun Temple? Will the great Zen master take action himself?
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"No……"
The old nun shook his head: "Senior brother said he would not take action, only me."
Before Mr. Chen could get angry, the old nun pointed at the faint light of the rice grains on her head and explained: "But senior brother acquiesced to me and brought them with me."
"they?"
Mr. Chen frowned slightly. When he looked at it, the layers of restrictions in the dim light were penetrated by his eyes, revealing the true things inside.
"——*8####§!!!!"
Sensing the gaze, the real monster in the dim light writhed its chaotic body and let out indistinct wild laughter!
Mr. Chen's livid face turned pale, and he looked away eagerly, looking a little surprised and uncertain.
"Great Zen Master..."
After a long time, Mr. Han smiled bitterly: "I understand, your bargaining chips are enough!"
"Feiyun Temple, Fuqiu Mountain, just you and me are not enough."
The old nun took off the dim light above her head, swallowed it into her belly, and said calmly: "You and I both know what kind of place the Vajra Temple is. If we go there with these people, we will die."
"Of course there are."
Heng Gong regained his composure, turned his head to the sky, laughed twice strangely, and said with a smile: "We are all here, why don't you come out to meet us?"
Before he finished speaking, four avenues were opened, with four figures standing on the avenues.
After clearing the air, three large red, green and white flowers float above the head, and the young-looking Qingshen Guanyuzong.
Stepping on a sea of light, Ye Xu looked hazy.
Master Lidou of the Star Reaching Sect was filled with deathly aura, but his eyes were like two gigantic suns, emitting immeasurable blazing light.
And, the Ciying of Landuo Temple who looks like an ordinary old monk and is wearing a big yellow cassock.
The auras of these four people are extremely majestic, like immeasurable mountains pressing down heavily, covering every corner, endless, and shocking to the soul.
Mr. Heng laughed loudly and narrowed his eyes.
"King Kong Temple can no longer be rebuilt."
Without saying much, Ci Ying of Landa Temple opened his old eyes and said in a deep voice: "There are too many people of Wu Xing and Ran truth. No matter what, we can't wait for another Wu Ming to appear! We will break the Vajra Temple
After that, the lives of these three people must not be spared!"
"The viewer also thinks so."
Yu Zong, who had three big flowers on his head, nodded in agreement: "King Kong Temple and we have been at odds for many years. Once the gate of King Kong Temple is breached, Wu Xian and the other three must die first."
The hazy Ye Xu also chuckled and expressed his agreement.
"There is no enmity between our sect and the King Kong Temple." Master Plow Dou of the Star Reaching Sect shook his head and said in a low voice, "But since you are willing to pay a big price, the sect leader will also take action when the time comes."
Seeing the four people expressing their opinions one after another, both the old nun and Han Gong showed satisfied expressions on their faces.
"I wonder if the abbot of your temple is interested in this trip..." Mr. Henggong asked Ciying of Landuo Temple tentatively: "Has his clairvoyance seen any clues?"
"Ignorance is covered by Guanghui's changes, and even clairvoyance cannot see its changes."
Ci Ying frowned and spoke hesitantly: "But Senior Brother Abbot used his physical power to operate his future vision, and he really saw the scene."
"Which scene?"
"Ignorance, or Bai Shu." Ci Ying said calmly: "Brother Abbot saw him leaving the Vajra Temple, and he was kidnapped from the Vajra Temple."
"There is no need to worry. This time, Brother Abbot will personally take action." Before everyone could react, Ci Ying continued: "He has invited the evil dragon skin. No matter how hard the Vajra Temple prepares for defense, it will be useless! This time,
Wu Xian and the three of them will die!"
Evil dragon skin——
As soon as these words came out, even Master Plow Dou, who had always been a bit careless, became serious.
Not many people know the name Nielong Skin, and even those who are vaguely aware of it only regard Nielong Skin as a mythical legend.
But Venerable Li Dou was convinced.
There is no other reason. Hundreds of years ago, when he was still in the third realm of Yangfu, he had witnessed Northern Zen Master Ci Zai sacrifice an evil dragon skin and kill his brothers in Southern Zen Self-Contemplation, that is, he was full of destiny.
Tong Zihong monk.
An unparalleled figure who understood Tathagata Zen on his own while in the Niwan realm and cultivated the six divine transformations of Buddhism was suddenly beaten into a pile of rotten flesh under the skin of an evil dragon, and he died so hard that he could no longer die.
This scene also made the plow master at that time deeply engraved in his heart and could not forget it for a long time.
Ci Ying saw the solemn expressions on everyone's faces, obviously frightened by the evil dragon skin, and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
"This news has been informed to all the Holy Masters and Patriarchs behind me long ago. Now, I will pass it on to you all."
Ciying laughed and said: "At a huge cost, the abbot senior brother once again appeared in the skin of the evil dragon. This time, all the people in the world who are dissatisfied with the Vajra Temple gathered together!"
"Nan Chan Sect..." Ci Ying chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice and said with a sinister smile: "He should perish!"
The place was silent for a long time. Suddenly, Mr. Chen raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully: "Didn't you say that Dou Tongtong of the Wuwan Dou family is also here? Where are the others? Why don't you see him?"
"..."
"What?" Mr. Han had a bad feeling in his heart: "He's not dead, is he?!"
"Wen Heng of the Shen Sect..."
Everyone was suddenly speechless. After a long time, the person on the plow finally said in a harsh voice: "That woman, you know her, right? She's the crazy woman who picked the Twenty Peaks of Tiannan."
"...I have admired your name for a long time." Mr. Chen nodded in confusion.
"Wu Ming got the Tuo Shenzong back then, and Wen Heng was the one who was deceived by him." Master Lidou smiled bitterly: "We passed the Xiaoyu Peak of the Tuo Shenzong. When Dou Tong knew what happened, he wanted to persuade the crazy woman to come over too.
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"Then." The plow master calmly spread his hands and said, "Dou Tongtong was killed."
"..." Mr. Han was speechless for a moment.
"It's just a woman, what a big deal it is. If it weren't for her father's sake, I would have suppressed her at that time."
Ci Ying smiled and didn't care at all: "Since you two have come to the border county, do you want to go up and take a look? The four of us came down with our minds, and we were fighting fiercely with those Nanzheng people.
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"Good!" Mr. Chen and the old nun looked at each other, laughed, and agreed happily.
"But he..."
Before leaving, the old nun suddenly hesitated: "Not now-"
"What's the use of killing an incarnation? It's just to scare away the grass and scare the snake."
Ci Ying shook his head: "If you want to kill, kill the real person!"
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Another place.
Thousands of soldiers clashed with each other, and the sound of killing continued. In the vast aura, sword light flashed across from time to time. Every time it was swung, thousands of heads fell.
"Thieves, stop being crazy! Don't show off your power!"
A giant whose body was condensed from starlight waved the heavy banner of Xuanshui and roared angrily: "I reach for the stars——"
puff!
Before he finished speaking, the giant's expression suddenly froze. He looked at the Xuanshui heavy flag in his hand in disbelief, and the light in his eyes dimmed.
Click——
With a crisp sound, as the giant's head fell forward, the Xuanshui flag that could summon heavy water also broke into two halves.
Phew—puff—puff—
The sword energy remained unabated. After cutting off the starlight body, it flew back thirty miles before finally losing its momentum and dispersing in the void.
Between heaven and earth, there is only a white line...
After the white line passed by, everything along the road, whether it was shields, magical powers, vehicle frames or human bodies, was like a thin piece of paper, cut by the white line and broken into two pieces.
The canthus of Xuanmou with the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram on his head is split, half of the high crown on his head has been cut off, and his robe is also torn, making him look miserable.
"What a thief! What a thief!"
Xuanmou looked at Dou Shiren's corpse that was chopped into two halves not far in front of him. His hands couldn't help but tremble: "I want to see how you, a thief, can escape from the siege!"
"I want to know too."
Before he finished speaking, a sound of thunder suddenly sounded in his ears. Taoist Xuanmou panicked and held his hands together, turning them into a spinning Yin-Yang grinding wheel to protect his whole body.
boom!!!
After smashing the yin and yang millstone with one sword, Baizhu Yipao hunted and continued to chop down Xuanmou with one sword.
"How should I escape from the tight siege..."
The sword gleamed brightly, instantly piercing the void, and rushed to Xuanmou Niwan Palace to kill his soul.
Zheng!
The sword light struck Xuan Mou's Yin and Yang Dao map, forcing his body to shake violently. The Yin and Yang Dao energy continued to escape, and blood stains appeared on his mouth and nose.
"Keep someone!"
When the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram continued to fade away, leaving only a thin shadow, several monks in gray-brown robes and holding demon-conquering sticks flew up at the same time and shouted loudly.
One monk quickly clapped his five fingers and turned them into a big mountain. Another monk spit out brilliance and turned it into a full moon. Another monk's pupils shot out two beams of golden light. If you look closely, you can see that there are two golden snakes connected end to end.
Mountains, full moon, golden snake...
After cutting off these three magical powers one after another, the sword energy finally succumbed, and at this time Xuanmou finally got a chance to breathe. He pointed to the sky, touched the ground for a while, and let out a fierce cry, exhausting the last of the Yin and Yang Dao Diagram.
The strength of the sword finally dispersed the sword energy issued by Bai Shu!
The pale-faced Xuanmou was dripping with cold sweat. He ducked away and hid behind the monks, not daring to stand up again.
In front of Xuanmou's gaze, Bai Shu, who was holding a magic sword, looked indifferent and his plain sleeves were fluttering.
Xumiwei——
Bai Shu felt helpless as he looked at the monks holding demon-subduing sticks in their hands to protect Xuan Mou.
Several times, when Xuanmou was about to be killed with a sword, these leaders of the Xumi Guards blocked the attack.
I don’t know why, as a Taoist, these monks from the Northern Zen Sect have to work so hard.
"More and more, damn it!"
Behind Bai Shu, Zhang Deng, who had an oil lamp hanging above his head, cursed in a low voice. As far as he could see, guards kept coming around. Not only were there the usual troops, but among them, he also saw the Yinghuo Army and the Yinglong Guard.
figure.
"General, let's go!"
Zhang Deng shuddered: "Being surrounded by those Yinglong guards is not easy!"
At a glance, half of the vajra monks on this battlefield were attracted.
Although one by one will die, no one can stand up to Bai Shu's sword, but in the long run, Zhang Deng is still not optimistic about Bai Shu under the heavy battle.
"you--"
Bai Shu suddenly shuddered, holding a lantern and Jin Shuping suddenly retreated, crashing into the void.
On the same spot, a spear tip suddenly stabbed out, piercing Baizhu's original standing position!
Yuan Qi swayed slightly, and a man with a sinister face stepped out of the void holding a spear. Seeing that Bai Shu had dodged the shot, he didn't bother much, and his body swayed and disappeared into the void again.
"Okay." Bai Zhu sighed: "It seems that we can't kill Xuan Mou today."
Many Vajra monks had gathered around, watching with eager eyes. Bai Shu did not dare to delay any longer. Even if he could retreat, it would be difficult for Zhang Deng and the others.
Hearing Bai Zhu speak, behind him, Zhang Deng and Jin Shuping breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
"Although they were dispersed by the guards, they should..."
Bai Shu flicked his sword and stopped the sinister man who was so bold that he wanted to assassinate him. He stepped on the sound of thunder, and before the guards came to rescue him, he killed the man with a sword:
"Should be, there are still some who survived."
Bai Shu caught the spear left by the sinister man and said calmly: "Let's go look for them."
As soon as they fought, they were attacked and killed by Yinglongwei's five-level warriors, and the formation was destroyed with a single strike.
Following the incarnation of Bai Shu, the only ones who were lucky enough to survive were Zhang Deng and Jin Shuping.
"General, I..."
Zhang Deng dared to speak, but his expression suddenly froze. He stared blankly towards the sky, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
at the same moment.
Not only him, but everyone under Baili Qingming, whether Zheng or Wei, froze at the same time.
Blood……
Torrential rain of blood pressed down from the sky, pouring down, the wind roared, violent thunder intertwined, and a vast red glow swept half of the sky, which was extremely evil.
In the twilight, there are faint sounds of crying and sadness, wisps of wisps.
Heaven weeps! This is the vision of heaven weeping!
"...Five realms."
Surrounded by Xumi Guards, the pale Xuanmou coughed up a mouthful of blood and muttered to himself: "There are five realms, dead!"
