Chapter 909 The battle between martial arts immortals and Shinto masters
Boom!
The blood energy is strong, like an oven covering the sky, crushing the void. Jin An, who stepped forward, relies on his own blood energy to directly shatter the raindrops around him.
A ferocious wave of air exploded in the sky, spreading in all directions, and even the Dharma image reflecting the void was shattered by the red flame rising above his head.
This is the masculine blood of martial arts immortals. The sky above Jiangzhou Mansion seems to be burning with fire. The blood is so overwhelming that all the ghosts and ghosts dare not approach.
The people in the city below all looked up and saw this shocking scene. Their faces, which were already pale due to the wind and rain, became even paler with fear.
"Oh my god! He bumped into Yuxian. What did he want to do? Did he want to kill the immortal to offend the immortal and the Jade Emperor, and bring death to us, the people of Jiangzhou Prefecture!"
The people screamed angrily. It was already at this time. These people who were ignorant of Shinto had not yet realized that this storm at sea did not bring blessings but natural disasters. To this day, there are still people looking for all kinds of things for Sanxian Temple and Yuxian.
The excuse was that the typhoon did bring nectar to the entire Jiangzhou Prefecture, but the typhoon was a bit stronger and it would pass soon.
But there were also careful people who noticed that Jin An could fly into the sky. They were all dumbfounded and exclaimed: "Taoist Master Jin An can fly into the sky. This is an immortal skill!"
"Could it be said that Taoist Master Jin'an is a banished immortal who descended to the mortal world?"
"Today is the human immortal Taoist Jin'an fighting against the immortal Yuxian?"
After all, only a small number of people can stay awake and rational in the torrent, so such voices are quickly drowned out by the violent storm and angry curses.
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On the sky.
As the golden body of the Dharma was washed away, Jin An rushed towards the huge water vapor cloud tornado, and an old voice came out of the cloud tornado: "Crush the void! The blood and energy are like baking! Martial arts and immortals!"
"But how is this possible!"
"As the last generation of martial arts immortals was besieged and fell by many Shinto masters, the path of martial arts immortals was cut off by the power of Shinto. From then on, Shinto became dominant. Even the stars predicted that the path of martial arts immortals had been cut off, and the world was in chaos.
Maybe there will be another martial arts immortal! Why has another martial arts immortal been born in just the past ten years! And he is such a young Taoist priest. It is really ironic that a martial arts immortal appears in Shinto!"
"Unless...it is a foregone conclusion that the Four Symbols of Duantianjiedi are broken, only this greater trend can bring about extraordinary changes in the world! The age of great struggle has begun, and geniuses from all races have risen up to compete for hegemony. The trend is unstoppable!"
There is a huge green dragon suspended in the cloud tornado, and above the head of the blue dragon, there are two figures sitting and standing.
The sitting figure is covered with brilliance, and it is difficult to see the reality clearly. It is like the hazy rain in the sky, which coincides with the variables of the world and gives it a different momentum.
You can tell without guessing that she must be the female rain fairy in the picture of the rain fairy spreading rain.
The person standing next to the female rain fairy is a centenarian old man with a crane and a childish face. The old man is wearing a green bamboo fairy robe and holding a yellow spring scepter inlaid with amber gems. There is a sharp light in his eyes when he opens and closes them.
The aura is powerful and boundless, but in reality he lacks the fairy light hanging from the sky and the fairy-like spirit and spirit in the fairy picture.
There's a bit more haze like an old dog's life, and it's fierce.
This old man is exactly the Immortal in the Immortal Picture that was enshrined by the gang of knife creditors! He arrived at Fucheng as promised after coming down from the mountain!
But this time Bulaoshan came not with one person, but with two people!
It is said that enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other. Shangxian recognized Jin An at a glance, and Jin An also recognized the old man's identity at a glance, but he only glanced at the old Shangxian indifferently, and then looked at Yuxian who was hazy and unable to see through:
"I'll give you two choices. One is to collect your dirty rainwater and get out of here, or the other is to use the sharp knife in my hand to chop off your Rain Fairy's head and sacrifice it to the sky, so that the storm can calm down again."
The water vapor cloud tornado, wrapped in the shocking wind and rain, was still spinning rapidly towards Fucheng. The two people on the head of the Canglong were not moved by Jin'an's words. The old man seemed to really regard himself as an immortal, overlooking Jin'an from a high place: "Benshangxian said
However, in Jiangzhou Mansion, waiting for Ben Shangxian to come to visit in person, what about the martial arts immortals? He was young and had an unstable foundation. The martial arts immortals more than ten years ago were besieged and died by Shinto masters. The ending was the same more than ten years later.
It will not change. What’s more, I, the Immortal Mountain, are the general trend of heaven and earth, and all martial arts and immortals are like mantises in front of the general trend of heaven and earth, and they will all be suppressed."
The person who answered the Immortal on the Bulao Mountain was Jin An's cold and frightening eyes: "Does this old dog have any right to interrupt here? After I finish dealing with Yu Xian, the next step is to set fire to your mountain gate again."
The menacing Immortal was choked by Jin An's words and his face turned pale. What it means to be young and energetic, and masculine as a young man, was vividly reflected in Jin An.
"Benshangxian likes to suppress young people like you, who are newborn calves and are not afraid of tigers. Wait until Benshangxian peels off your skin and cramps, and then tramples on your internal organs in Taoism. Let's see how long you can keep your arrogant mouth!" The immortal on Bulaoshan breathed evil fire.
If it comes to mind, no one would be in a good mood if a junior pointed at the nose and scolded an old dog.
The underworld scepter in the immortal's hand paused, and a circle of yellow light vibrated out. A void illusion appeared in front of him, as if he had fallen into the underworld, and countless underworld demons were suppressing him.
But the next moment, three rounds of blood suns rose in the hell realm of Huangquan. They were Jin'an's three sun fires, and they were also Jin'an's blood and momentum. The three rounds of blood suns were like burning scorching suns, majestic and domineering, ghosts and gods.
Don't get close.
The Huangquan River water in the hell realm was directly evaporated by three balls of pure yang blood sun, and the heaven and earth were scorching hot. This time, the Immortal on the Everlasting Mountain felt like he was trapped in a boundless sea of fire. His thoughts were sluggish due to the heat, his eyes were blurry, his mouth was dry, and he was helpless.
Gather your soul and focus.
Boom!
The illusion of the Underworld and the Hell Realm collapsed on its own, and an astonishing murderous aura locked onto the Immortal on the Immortal Mountain.
It wasn't until he actually had a face-to-face confrontation with the martial arts immortal that the Immortal from the Immortal Mountain realized how terrifying the martial arts immortal was. With his monstrous energy and blood and pure Yang constitution, he was the nemesis of all the gods, wild gods and demons in the world. At the same time, he also
Realizing the horror of Jin'an, such a pure and majestic Qi and blood cultivation is definitely not comparable to those wastes that have been fostered by others. He was horrified and realized that he had made a mistake this time. The little Taoist priest in front of him definitely had the ability to control the world.
The accumulation of terror, three yang fires like the pure sun, not only easily broke his divine illusion, but even his soul was suppressed, like Xia Bing standing close to the stove, feeling uncomfortable all over.
The Immortal of Bulao Mountain was shocked by his thoughts: "How is this possible! It's only been half a month since our last fight, and the aura on him is completely different from that of that day! The little Taoist priest's aura was far from the last time we fought.
The feeling of not being able to get close!”
The shocking changes brought about by this huge contrast distorted the mind of the Immortal on the Bulao Mountain. The green bamboo robe on his body shot up wooden thunder in the sky, and the water produced wood. The wooden thunder grew stronger again, turning into many thunders and striking at Jin'an, preventing Jin'an from doing so.
Come and kill.
"Earth Fire! Earth Fire Sword! Earth Fire Tiger Bone Sword! Earth Fire Tiger Bone Tianlong Sword! Go!"
The Immortal on Bulao Mountain opened his mouth and spat out, and a flying sword in the shape of a dragon and tiger escaped into the wood thunder. Water produced wood, and wood produced fire.
The power of the thunder and fire increased greatly, blocking Jin'an's progress again.
Immediately afterwards, the Immortal of Bulao Mountain used the Qiankun Technique in his sleeves and shook out a sacred elixir with a yellowish texture. He crushed the sacred elixir and turned it into dust.
These red dusts were scattered by the wind and flew into the thunder and fire. Water produced wood, wood produced fire, and fire produced earth. The lightning in the storm turned into thunderous thunder, and the whole world rumbled and shook, illuminating the night as bright as day.
But the Shinto spellcasting was not over yet. The Immortal on the Bulao Mountain sacrificed another gold weapon and threw it into the thunder. Water produced wood, wood produced fire, fire produced earth, soil produced gold, and the five elements of the divine way gave birth to a golden divine object.
"Possessed by Shinto, thoughts urge things! So what if you are a martial arts immortal? I have a Shinto golden body, and I can kill you, a martial arts immortal, head-on!" The Immortal from the Bulao Mountain sneered and rushed into the thunder and fire formation.
The next moment, the thunder and fire formation receded, revealing a dozens of feet tall golden god with a five-color halo of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth on the back of his head. He fell heavily into the sea, causing huge waves of hundreds of feet. His eyes were as big as peaks, and he looked at him with mighty solemnity.
To Jin An, the martial arts immortal.
This scene once again shocked the people in the city.
But before they could take a closer look, the rapidly moving cloud tornado had already covered Jin An and the Shinto golden body.
The wind roared, lightning flashed, and Jin An was caught in the cloud tornado. His physical body was strong and he was not afraid of wind and thunder. Facing the attack of the Yuxian and the Shinto golden body, he shouted: "You can do the ghosts and gods."
You're trying to do whatever you want in front of me!"
He still hasn't said a word in his heart. He has killed the giant spirit god, Lu Dongbin, the Dragon King of the Four Seas, the Peacock King Ming Buddha Mother Bodhisattva, the Mystic Demon Rock of Wutai Mountain and the powerful Dharma-throwing Vajra... There are also many bird gods, and there are countless dragon gods.
But come on, this Shinto golden body cannot intimidate him at all!
Jin An's violent shout was a mixture of the "Sage Skill of the Heavenly Demon" and the roaring skills of "Xingyi Fist", and his understanding of the Thunder and Fire Divine Way. This shout was earth-shattering, and the sound waves mixed with the aura of thunder and fire, soaring into the sky for several miles.
scope.
It shatters, evaporates, and vaporizes all the rainwater within several miles, and impacts out the vacuum area for several miles.
But this vacuum area was quickly filled by huge cloud tornadoes with abundant water vapor.
On the contrary, the Immortal from the Immortal Mountain who possessed the golden body of Shinto felt a little uncomfortable. He felt chest tightness, dizziness, and sluggish thoughts. The five-color halo behind his head became bright and dim, as if Shinto was about to be interrupted and collapse at any time.
"Not good!" The Immortal on the Bulao Mountain exclaimed inwardly. It is understandable that martial arts people and immortals can cover the sky with their Qi and blood, and they can drink away ghosts and gods, but what is going on with this damn thunder and fire breath!
This is very different from the martial arts immortals he knew!
It's like being a martial arts immortal and a fellow practitioner of Shinto Thunder and Fire!
"Let me break your Shinto golden body!"
Jin An, who had three rounds of bloody suns on his back, raised his fists and blasted a huge fist towards the Shinto golden body.
True martial arts intention!
The power of his punch was boundless, as if he had traveled back to the ancient times when Kunpeng and Phoenix were competing for supremacy. A yellow dragon with dragon horns, a body like a dragon, and a head like an ox's head emerged from three clouds of blood in the sky.
Reaching the sky and reaching hundreds of thousands of peaks, his stature is astonishingly large.
As the Qiu Niu fist blasted out, the sky and the earth were filled with yellow light, so bright and blazing that even the Immortal from the Immortal Mountain who was possessed by the golden body of Shinto felt the stinging pain in his soul.
"What kind of fist intention is this, why is it so terrifying! It makes me fall into the boundless fist intention and boundless blood steam, and my soul can't move! I feel like my soul is like a sea crab wearing armor, and my soul is about to die from the heat in the Shinto golden body
It’s here!” The Immortal on the Immortal Mountain was frightened and furious.
"Old dog! Why don't you come out yet! I think your spirit can endure a few punches from me!" Jin An's voice was cold.