Chapter 427: The Sober Overlord of the Spiritual Demon King
Qingxu has only read about this realm in ancient books. Among the sages who have reached this realm, he can count them with just one slap. Even if the founder of the Tianshi Mansion was so talented, he died while crossing Zhanxu.
Tao disappears.
You can see how difficult it is to get to this point.
"Everything is weird." Qingxu has only read the records about Zhanxu in ancient books and dare not make any conclusions. "According to the records in the book, this state should be ascended. Why is it still in the human world?"
Kill Xu...
Chen Yuan listened to the veteran's explanation. It would be strange to say that there was no pressure. Over the years, apart from the three people from the Canglan Sword Sect who had put pressure on him for the first time when he was just starting out, the most recent time was against Yan Ren.
Especially now that the gods in the underworld and heaven cannot be summoned, I don’t know if the heroes alone can deal with people of this level.
"The other party has not left, nor is he in a hurry to take action. Maybe there is still room for speech. We might as well be polite first, then attack, and find out what is true and what is true."
Now that the other party's method of covering their eyes has been broken, Hui Liao will run away wherever possible. Not to mention Chen Yuan, Qing Xu, Fei He, and Zhen Hai have no place to show their old faces.
After saying this, Chen Yuan raised his hands and cupped them towards the lonely peak in the distance. Unexpectedly, the figure on the lonely peak also raised his hands in return.
Soon, the sound of Dharma reached the four people's ears.
"Zhenjun, Mr. Lu has seen you again."
As soon as these words came out, the four of them were shocked. Chen Yuan even frowned and looked carefully. No matter the appearance or figure, they were all unfamiliar. He couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
"Listen to the meaning of your words, have you and I met before?"
The man stood on the lonely peak, nodded, and smiled: "I've seen you before, and I followed my master to visit your temple. It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see you in person."
The more he listened to Chen Yuan's conversation, the old Taoist Feihe came over and said, "This man can't be pretentious. Let's ask him about business first."
Chen Yuan could not answer such greetings at all, nor could he get any valuable information out of the other person's mouth. Feihe's reminder made him react, and he raised his hand towards the person again, and spread the words with his magic power, saying
Get down to business.
"Ignoring whether your Excellency and I have met before, there is something I want to ask you."
The man's Dharma voice came and he was immediately understood.
"Zhenjun, there is no need to ask, I did it."
Unexpectedly, the other party answered so directly. Chen Yuan frowned and said, "In other words, the death of the woman named Axiu was also caused by your Excellency?"
The man on the mountain peak nodded again.
"Haha, exactly."
Hearing such a straightforward answer, not only Chen Yuan, but also the monks and Taoist priests on both sides frowned and their eyes became sharp.
"I don't understand. You are such a profound Taoist. You can't get into trouble with a toad demon. You can kill him with just a raise of your hands. How can you torture and ruin his path like this? How can you have such deep hatred?"
"No." The man smiled, "I just think this demon can be used."
"What's the use?"
"The secret must not be revealed!"
The moment the man finished speaking, the old monk from Zhenhai resounded on the mountain road with an angry roar: "Evil people are worthy of practicing!" Together with the voice, a gust of wind came up along the cliff and swept past Chen Yuan.
passed.
The rocks he stepped on exploded the moment the monk's shoes left, showing that his anger had reached its limit.
"Even if a practitioner has other ideas, he cannot be as vicious as you!"
With his pale beard and beard spread out in anger, he leaped forward and drew a long trajectory over the mountains. In his angry voice, the monk was like the Dharma of the King of Ming Dynasty, or like the angry-eyed Vajra, with his broad sleeves encouraging him.
"Golden bowl!"
The purple golden bowl came out of his hand, and while the buzzing sound resounded, the man on the solitary peak just raised his sleeve and waved, and the golden bowl made a "pang" sound, as if a fingerprint was pressed out of thin air, and was knocked directly back to the monk.
"Kasaya!"
Zhenhai raised his hand and took the golden bowl and threw it back again. With a low roar, his cassock separated from his body and turned into a wave, covering the sky and the sun towards the mountain peak.
"Buddha beads!"
"Zen staff!"
The old monk flew in the air, hitting the opponent one after another with magical weapons.
The next moment, the man raised his sleeves and flicked his sleeves.
The overwhelming cassock was instantly put into the opponent's yin and yang sleeves. With the other hand, he took out the whisk and swept it, opening the golden bowl that flew again. The moment the whisk fell down, the golden beads in the sky gathered the Buddha's energy and fell one by one at his feet.
Birds circle the smoke.
"Master Zhenhai, you really have such a temper. Unfortunately, when I visited Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, you had already passed away many years ago."
The finger that rolled up the Yin Yang sleeve flicked lightly, and the Zen staff flew back with a buzz. But the old monk Zhenhai was not willing to give up the opportunity to be so close to the opponent. As that man spoke, the seal of the Great Demon Subduing Lord was continuously blasted out.
The Buddhist Vajra Fury Seal is not only extremely powerful against demons, but also extremely terrifying in the eyes of ordinary monks. The man just stepped back, swirling the dust in his hand and lightly writing down the monk's Demon Subduing Seal.
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Here, Qingxu and Feihe were worried that the old monk had made a mistake, so they jumped over Chen Yuan and rushed directly towards the man in Gufeng. The Taoism of Tianshi Mansion was naturally not weak, but the opponent's realm was advanced, and they even seemed to know the spells they cast.
The way to break the law, the talisman fire, the divine urn, and the divine sword were all blocked by a Yin-Yang sleeve.
On the solitary peak, the red magic sword in Feihe's hand pierced the opponent's sleeve. Before the magic light could shine out, he flew back in embarrassment. A sharp strong wind directly cut open the place where he was just standing, and the broken cliff dragged
It collapsed downwards with a rumble.
When less than half of the cliff collapsed, the five talismans in front of Qingxu were burning and spinning, with a Yin-Yang Bagua in the middle. But the man just turned his face slightly, flicked his whisk, and immediately knocked back the talismans, Bagua and Qingxu, and fell on the hard rock.
There were two deep scratches on the face.
"With advanced cultivation, manipulating other people's destiny, you will never be able to do it!"
The old monk from Zhenhai stamped his feet and swung wildly with his iron-like hands, hitting the air like a roaring wave of filial piety. There were also Buddhist chants, and he finally forced the man to take half a step back.
The latter narrowed his eyes and nodded approvingly, "Master still has some abilities."
As he finished speaking, he approached Monk Zhenhai and directly avoided Qingxu and Feihe's combined attack. The man raised his sleeves, spread out his five fingers, and slammed down the old monk's face with a pale beard.
"enough!"
Suddenly, a roar resounded through the mountains, causing stones to roll down from the loose mountain walls again. Seeing the old monk of Zhenhai being covered over his head, Chen Yuan took out the magic spell and summoned any god to come.
The palm that was pressing down suddenly stopped abruptly and grabbed onto a large black gun. The barrel of the gun alone was as thick as an adult's wrist.
The gun barrel swung, hitting the man's arm and pushing him back to his original position.
In front of the old monk Zhenhai was an eight-foot-tall man wearing a large black cloak with built-in armor. He had disheveled hair and a handsome face, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife, which made people feel chilled.
The sound is majestic.
"Xiang despises people like you who use power to bully others."
The big gun spun out of his hand and plunged into the ground with a bang. The tip of the gun buzzed faintly in the air, and Lone Peak shook slightly.
——Overlord Xiang Yu
"When I was alone, I was the same through the ages, but now my body is dead and my soul is still there. Come, you and I will compete."
The burly figure looked down and said softly.
…
"When did Xiang Yu wake up?" Chen Yuan didn't expect that with a random move, he summoned Xiang Yu, but he was still awake.
It was not time to think too much now, so he immediately jumped up and rushed towards the lonely peak.