The ugly woman in a bamboo hat did not participate in the rescue operation. She stood in the center of Yinyang Road in Zhuxian Town, waiting for Chunyangzi's return.
It's dawn, and the first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the messy town, and also shines on the woman in the bamboo hat. Under the bamboo hat, you can vaguely see that the woman's cheeks are twisted and deformed, which is very scary.
ferocious.
Jie Se dragged a beam weighing hundreds of kilograms out of the ruins and rescued the last buried mortal. However, when the mortal was covered in dirt, he was carried out by several common people.
After that, there were no signs of life at all.
The small town of Zhuxian was in mourning at the moment. Zhengdao and the disciples of the Demon Sect were fighting, and no one on either side died. As a result, seven or eight people in Zhuxian Town died, dozens of people were injured, and dozens of houses were damaged and collapsed.
Jiese clasped his hands together, recited a Buddha's name, and walked towards the woman in a bamboo hat standing on the street.
The woman in the bamboo hat stood alone in the center of the street. People around her seemed to be afraid of him. When the people passing by saw the face of the woman in the bamboo hat, they all ran away as if they had seen a ghost.
It's daybreak, but Master Kongwu and Taoist Master Chunyangzi haven't come back yet.
Now the little monk Jiese is also a little worried.
He looked up at the sky from time to time, but every time he was disappointed. There was no sign of anyone flying from the sky.
When he once looked away from the sky, he suddenly showed a wry smile.
"What is there to worry about? Master and senior Chunyangzi join forces, who in the world can hurt a hair of theirs?"
Rehabilitation is so comforting in my heart.
Yes, Monk Kongwu, one of the four great monks of Kasyapa Temple, and Chunyangzi, a famous senior in the Tianshi Tao of Longhu Mountain, are among the best in the world. Ancestor Qingmu and Elder Soul Eater are just the same.
Demon, they were defeated by the two of them during the war between good and evil hundreds of years ago.
Now that I am here worrying about the two seniors, it is ridiculous to think about it.
He saw the woman in the bamboo hat standing there for a long time. After thinking about it, he took out two white-faced steamed buns from his pocket and walked over.
Dozens of miles away, Xuan Ying showed off his power. After that huge pale palm was attacked by the three magic weapons of Aoki, Soul Eater, and Chunyangzi, the fleshy pieces of the palm fell off one after another, and the giant palm turned into white bones.
A giant palm, but it seems to be more powerful.
The three masters of cultivation, who have been famous all over the world for hundreds of years, are all in a miserable state at this moment. The three of them worked together to barely block Xuan Ying's offensive.
As for Tian Wen, he was hiding far away at the moment and did not dare to come within a hundred feet of the place where the fight was taking place.
Seeing that these three masters were about to be killed under Xuan Ying's palm, suddenly, a Buddhist golden light shot from the east, and at the same time a solemn Buddhist trumpet sounded.
"Amitabha! I haven't seen you for a while, but Senior Xuan Ying has made further progress in his practice. I'm so happy and congratulated!"
Xuan Ying, who was in the air, turned to look at the person who came, and said coldly and without any emotion: "It turns out to be Master Kongwu. He was injured by me sixty years ago, and he didn't die!"
It turns out that this Master Kongwu is actually one of the thirteen elders of the righteous path who besieged Xuan Ying sixty years ago!
Master Kongwu's monk's robes were dancing, and his whole body was exuding solemn Buddhist golden light. He stood in mid-air, about thirty feet away from Xuan Ying. Looking at the giant white bone palm suspended above Xuan Ying's head, his expression changed slightly.
"Netherworld Ghost Claw? I didn't expect that such magical powers exist in the human world!"
"Master, you have great eyesight! Let the four of you see the power of my undead art tonight!"
The huge white bone palm grabbed Master Kongwu with a roar. Kongwu's expression changed, and he quickly pulled the big string of beads from his neck and beat it out in an instant.
Dozens of rosary beads the size of a child's fist turned into the Buddhist swastika mantra, and the golden light shone towards the captured giant bone palm.
There was only a loud crackling sound, the golden light disappeared, and countless cracks appeared on the bones of the giant white-bone palm. When they were about to capture the body of Master Kongwu, the huge white-bone giant palm shattered instantly and turned into a rain of bones.
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Xuan Ying said calmly: "What a good idea!"
After saying that, her figure disappeared. But Master Kongwu looked like he was facing a powerful enemy. The old cassock he wore turned out to be an extremely powerful Buddhist magic weapon. The cassock shone with golden light and became stronger in the wind.
It was like a huge yellow blanket, wrapping Master Kongwu's body tightly.
The next moment, countless strands of black energy were like giant pythons, frantically attacking the invincible golden cassock from all directions.
The golden light of Buddhism is solemn and solemn, but the black energy is eerie and terrifying. It is also mixed with eerie ghost cries. At first glance, it is an extremely evil magical power.
In just a dozen breaths, the golden Buddha light was gradually dimmed by the terrifying black energy. Master Kongwu wrapped in the cassock roared angrily, knowing that the cassock could not block this energy, so he simply left the entangled
He knocked out his cassock and then slapped it out with a palm.
A huge golden palm print appeared, but almost instantly, countless black energy condensed into a huge black dragon, which suddenly penetrated the golden palm print and directly hit Master Kongwu's chest hard.
Master Kongwu, who was originally in the solemn form of the Buddha, immediately dissipated the Buddha's light all over his body, his entire face turned black instantly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell from the air.
Chunyangzi was also seriously injured and could hardly stand up. She tremblingly helped up the fallen Master Kongwu.
Xuan Ying sneered and said: "I, Xuan Ying, have always been a person who doesn't offend others unless they offend me. If you four attack me tonight, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
After saying that, the black energy that filled the sky once again condensed into a terrifying black demonic dragon, intending to completely kill the four seriously injured people at its feet.
Suddenly, at this moment, a green sword light struck instantly.
The green sword light was neither huge nor bright, just like a tiny ray of green light, somewhat inconspicuous.
However, the seemingly small green light actually cut off the black demon dragon flying in the air with a sword. The entire black demon power aura instantly dispersed and disappeared without a trace.
For the first time, Xuan Ying's expression changed slightly. She did not look at the four seriously injured people on the ground, but slowly raised her head and looked at the green light.
The green light slowed down after cutting through the black demonic dragon, but the green light seemed to get bigger instantly, like vegetation and bamboo full of life, giving people a refreshing and joyful feeling.
What was wrapped in the light was a sword, which was slowly moving through the air. It was very graceful. It was impossible to tell that the black demonic dragon was cut off by this sword.
Xuan Ying's eyes narrowed, he slowly raised his head, and said slowly: "Puerless Divine Sword? Yun Yazi, I didn't expect you are not dead yet!"