Nine: "Mother, hurry up, there is something good in this Yinghuodao Palace!"
If it were a time of peace, Yin Xuege would never take the risk of dragging his mother into Yinghuo Palace! Although he has the talisman left by Lord Canglan in his hand, who knows how risky it is in Yinghuo Palace?
But now three powerful figures from the upper realm are fighting at the door. Their casual blows will easily kill everyone else present. Instead of standing in the square and praying that these three powerful figures will not accidentally hurt themselves, they can also
It's better to break into Yinghuo Dao Palace and seek a chance.
Yin Xuege spurted out a fairy light from his palm, turned into a spiritual cloud and enveloped his group, and headed towards the bed of Yinghuodao Palace as fast as lightning. He glanced sideways at the others, and at this glance, he
Only then did I realize that there were so many people on the field, and they all had good things!
In addition to the Yin Blood Singer who released the fairy light to protect his group, there were also Yin Tianjue and several other elders of the Yin tribe and the three werewolf kings. There were several groups of light in other squares that were rapidly advancing towards Yinghuo Dao Palace.
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A black magic weapon made from the skull of the Seven-Horned Ghost King was placed above the head of the Wan Xie Bone King, which was emitting seven rays of black light covering his body. The flames that Chris sprayed covered the entire square, burning the black light on the surface of his body.
But it didn't hurt any of his bones. Seeing Yin Xuege looking towards him, the Wanxie Bone King flew quickly while still having time to nod and laugh at Yin Xuege.
The same was true for Princess Jiuyin and her mother-in-law. They both used obviously extraordinary magic weapons to protect their whole bodies. They were surrounded by auspicious light and flew rapidly towards Yinghuo Dao Palace under the clouds.
On the side of the famous upright sect, Number One Dahan held two heavy maces, splitting two dragon-like golden lights and rushed forward. A golden seal of nine dragons above his head spurted out a large ray of glow, protecting Number One Suan Ni and several other five people around him.
A monk from the Great Immortal Clan.
A white-bearded old Taoist unknown to Yin Xuege held a purple jade Ruyi on his head, and released twelve purple lotus flowers surrounding his body. Dots of lotus petals continued to fall from the lotus flowers, and a hundred-meter-wide ball of pure air swayed to protect his side.
Seven or eight old men in Taoist attire. These are monks from several Taoist sects among the nine immortal sects. They also have precious treasures to protect themselves, which are enough to withstand the flames released by Chris.
A sturdy monk who was over two meters and fifty tall and as tall as a Vajra giant held a giant vajra pestle and carried an eight-foot-high seven-jewel inlaid relic Buddha light tower on his shoulders. He emitted tens of thousands of feet of Buddha light, step by step.
He was approaching Yinghuo Taoist Palace. Behind him were five old monks wearing red cassocks and golden robes. Each of them had a solemn appearance and was chanting the Diamond Sutra loudly.
This is how the monks in the Eastern and Western cultivation circles show their talents. It can be seen from the magical weapons they sacrificed that they all have powerful beings to rely on. Otherwise, since the end of the Dharma Age, how could there be so many powerful magical weapons remaining in the world?
Come down?
The scene on the other side of the Human Alliance surprised Yin Xuege.
Led by a middle-aged man wearing ancient Western aristocratic costumes, a dozen strong men from human city-states lined up in neat lines, also striding towards the main entrance of Yinghuo Dao Palace. There was a dragon suspended above the heads of these strong men from human city-states.
In the hazy golden light, a nine-foot-nine-foot-tall golden figure with three heads and six arms, covered with jewels, sat cross-legged in the golden light, and was emitting large amounts of golden light to protect these people.
Seeing this strange image of a golden body with three heads and six arms, Yin Xuege looked at the Buddhist monks in surprise.
The image of three heads and six arms is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even the secular people in today's world know that this is the golden body revealed by some powerful people in Buddhism. But why do Buddhists appear on the heads of these powerful people in human city-states?
The Dharma body and golden body displayed by the great power?
Yin Xuege couldn't understand what he saw and heard, but Yin Tianjue suddenly laughed sarcastically: "Xuege, remember the guy in the lead, his name is Hamlet, a very disgusting guy. It seems that they
I have also found a backer in the upper realm! This golden body, hey, if that gentleman is right, the Buddhist golden body is actually learned from this clan!"
Yin Xuege turned around and looked at his ancestor in surprise.
Yin Tianjue snorted softly, and then nodded slowly: "These things have nothing to do with us. Yinghuo Daogong, we just want to get enough benefits. We are not greedy, and we do not do anything beyond the limit of our capabilities.
It doesn’t matter.”
After a slight pause, Yin Tianjue lowered his voice: "If anything happens, come to Ancestor quickly, Ancestor also has a trump card to save his life!"
Yin Huangwu snorted, glanced sideways at Yin Tianjue, and muttered rudely: "Old guy, Your Highness Taiping is the royal orthodoxy of the Blood Immortal Dynasty today. Don't bring the Yin family into the ditch.
.Is the Lord you are looking for reliable?"
Yin Tianjue looked at Yin Huangwu with a smile, and after thinking for a while, he gently reached out and patted Yin Xuege's head.
"Huang Wu, I know you are resentful of the decisions we old guys made back then! But the interests of the family are crucial. Blood Song is the real opportunity for our Yin clan to rise in the future. How can I delay him in the slightest? Princess Taiping is indeed
The Blood Immortal Dynasty is a great big shot, but the person behind me is probably only higher than her."
Yin Huangwu was stunned. She looked at Yin Tianjue in surprise and suspicion.
Yin Tianjue nodded slowly and shook Yin Xuege's shoulder firmly: "Remember, if there is any danger, get close to me quickly."
Feeling the power in Yin Tianjue's palm, Yin Xuege hurriedly nodded in agreement, and then grabbed his mother's hand.
Yin Huangwu squeezed her son's hand hard and felt the heat in Yin Xuege's palm. Then she snorted unwillingly and turned her head proudly. There was a hint of blood shining in her eyes. She
I don't believe Yin Tianjue's words. Princess Taiping has a noble status and noble blood. She is a great figure in the blood demon clan in the upper realm. How could Yin Tianjue find someone more important than Princess Taiping when he is trapped in the lower realm?
Several groups of people hurriedly hurried and saw that the main entrance of Yinghuo Dao Palace was right in front of them.
Yin Xuege opened his natal bat wings and was about to break into Yinghuodao Palace. Suddenly, a colorful Buddha light fell silently from the sky. Yin Xuege bumped into this thin layer of Buddha light, and he only felt
His whole body felt hot, like a mouse jumping into a soup pot, and everyone heard the crunching sound on the surface of Yin Xuege's skin.
It was the sound of extremely high-temperature flames burning rocks. Black smoke emerged from Yin Xuege's skin. He howled in pain and his body suddenly bounced back, bringing with him more than a dozen residual limbs.
Shadow fled back in embarrassment.
He looked in the direction of the Buddhist monks with fear and anger, and saw the great monk carrying the relic banner glaring majestically towards him: "Evil heretics, you monsters, how dare you get involved?"
This ancient Buddhist holy land?"
The white-bearded old Taoist with a purple jade Ruyi floating above his head and the auspicious light around him was approaching quickly. Hearing the angry shout of the great monk, the white-bearded old Taoist couldn't help but laugh: "Jade-faced Toutuo, what you said
But it makes no sense. Yinghuo Dojo is the place of my Taoist sect. Your Buddhist holy land is in the Nether Star Netherworld Valley, and it has not been opened yet. Do you want to seize Yinghuo Dojo or something?"
The old Taoist with white beard pointed his finger rudely, and a palm-sized Bagua mirror appeared in front of him. A ray of light spun rapidly in the Bagua mirror. The old Taoist with white beard looked at the tall monk with bright eyes and shouted sharply:
"I also ask all Buddhist Taoist friends to withdraw from this place, and don't hurt the friendship between our two families! This Yinghuo Dojo is still ours after all!"
The jade-faced Tutu snorted lightly, knocked the huge relic building to the ground, and shouted loudly: "Such a beautiful scenery, a virtuous person can live there!"
Dozens of white relics flew up one after another from the relic building, eventually turning into forty-two white rainbows across the sky. The sky was filled with Buddhist light, which was not very lethal to the orthodox monks.
But Yin Xuege and the other evil heretics were forced to retreat continuously, and black smoke continued to rise from their bodies.
Even the strong men of human city-states had the three-headed and six-armed golden statues above their heads burned by the Buddha's light until they emitted a faint smoke, and tiny bubbles kept popping up on the surface of the golden statues, as if they were being melted.
The thick gum-like foam continuously dripped down the golden body, making the solemn golden body look particularly hideous and ugly.
'Click, there was a sound. The golden body sitting on the golden cloud and mist suddenly moved. He stood up, two golden lights shot out from his eyes, locked the jade-faced tutuo, and then directed a golden flame with his palm.
The other party took a picture.
The palm of this Golden Body Dharma Sign has a radius of 10 meters when opened, and the golden flame it brings is more than ten meters in size. His power is even more ridiculous. With one palm shot, he is still dozens of meters away from the Jade-faced Tutuo.
The strong wind brought by this palm has forced the Buddha's light on the relic pillar to retreat far away.
The Jade-faced Tutu snorted coldly, and he made seals with both hands on the treasure pillar. A round of colorful Buddha flames spurted out from the treasure pillar, and collided hard with the palm. The two collided with each other and made a loud noise.
Yin Xuege and others were forced to retreat continuously, and the golden statues above the heads of everyone in the city shook violently.
Dai Dahan, who was rushing forward at the side, laughed loudly and said with a loud voice: "Yu Mian Toutuo, you monks from the Golden Buddha Temple, Ciyun Temple, and Qingliang Temple are just having fun with these monsters.
Let’s take the first step!”
With a wave of his two heavy maces, the dragon-like golden light tore through the flames in the square and sank silently into the main entrance of Yinghuo Taoist Palace. The golden gate of the Taoist Palace quietly opened, revealing a dense fairy light.
The auspicious clouds flowed out from the door like water waves, making a faint roaring sound.
After laughing a few times, First Dahan led a group of people from the five great immortal clans and was about to break into the Tao Palace.
The Wanxie Bone King on the side screamed, "Slow down." He waved his hands, and dozens of Sangmen white bone arrows flew out with a harsh whistling sound, turning into dots of white light and hitting many immortal monks. Wanxie
The Bone King shouted sternly: "Everyone, it's time for this Yinghuo Dojo to change its owner! Under the orders of the Ghost King of the Netherworld, we are here to take control of the Yinghuo Dojo Palace!"
Following the scolding of the Evil Bone King, the robe on his body suddenly tore apart, and a large amount of ghost energy spewed out from the dark bones. From this thick, ink-like ghost energy, a six-meter-tall man stepped out
From top to bottom, the whole body is entangled with the cold and biting ghostly aura. The face is dignified and majestic, and the long-bearded middle-aged man is wearing a black dragon robe.
The First Dahan was desperately waving his maces to fly away the white bone arrows of the Sangmen. Suddenly he saw this tall man in black. He immediately shouted angrily and led a group of monks from the five major immortal clans to rush towards the rear.
retreat.
"This king is the ghost king of the ice prison of the Netherworld!"
As soon as the middle-aged man in the wild dragon robe appeared, he introduced himself to himself. Then he pulled out the sword at his waist, turned around and brought a dark sword light towards everyone in the city.
The golden body above the head was cut away.
"Buddhist thieves, let's work together to destroy this evildoer first, and then we'll talk about the rest!"
The wheel-turning ghost king's words were cold and ruthless. But his attitude towards the people of these city-states was the same as Princess Taiping and Yang Shao - first they joined forces to make each other, and then they talked about other things.
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The jade-faced Tutu laughed a few times. He raised his head, two rays of golden light shot out from the distance, and took a deep look at the wheel-turning ghost king.
"Hey, hey, I didn't expect that the Netherworld actually sent your clone to come? Such a great kindness, the grievances of the past, I can't say that I have to settle it first today." The jade-faced head sighed, and then suddenly raised the huge vajra pestle, fiercely
He hit his bald head with one blow.
Amidst the loud bang, thousands of drops of blood splashed. The scalp of Jade-faced Tutuo split open, revealing a smooth, golden skull.
Countless images of magnificent Buddhist scenery passed quickly through the skull, and a suffocating and terrifying aura suddenly surged out of Jade-faced Tutuo's body.
A bit of jade-colored fire ignited in the tall and mighty body of the Jade-faced Tutu, and quickly burned along the top of his head to his feet.
His tall and burly body shrank rapidly and shriveled up. In just a few breaths, he turned into a middle-aged monk who was only about five feet tall, shriveled and thin, but exuding a majestic and majestic atmosphere from his bones.
The skin and flesh all over his body were as bright as if they were made of gold, and there were faint words of Buddha's seal spinning rapidly in his eyes as he gazed forward. The Jade-faced Tutu chanted a Buddha's name, clapped his hands lightly, and made a huge sound like the collision of gold and iron.
Xiang. Jade-faced Tutuo held the huge vajra pestle with his backhand, then jumped up and smashed the pestle at the golden body.
The Reincarnation Ghost King sighed: "So it's you, bald man? Are you going to reincarnate directly with a ray of distraction? How come you didn't erase your memory in reincarnation, and you were able to cultivate the Earthly Immortal Realm so quickly in this life?
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The skinny monk said calmly: "My Buddhist power is boundless. How can you imagine it?"
The golden body suspended above the heads of everyone in the city let out a vague and angry curse. He slowly stood up and waved his hands, bringing up golden gusts of wind to meet the attacks of the Wheel-turning Ghost King and the skinny monk.
The black sword light slashed at the body of the golden body, and each blow chopped out a large amount of flesh and blood from his body. These flesh and blood carried a strange fragrance, and once they were separated from the body of the golden body, they turned into billowing gold.
The smoke drifted away. For a while, the surroundings were filled with the rich aroma of golden flesh and blood. The aroma was thousands of times richer than kebabs.
Flowed down.
The vajra pestle struck the golden body with dull thunder. The skinny monk was extremely powerful. He did not have any actual Buddhist magical powers. He just used the vajra to attack the golden body crazily, hitting every blow.
The opponent's bones were broken and tendons were broken, and large amounts of golden juice continued to spurt out.
This majestic golden body with three heads and six arms roared angrily. He twisted his huge body with difficulty, trying to hit the wheel-turning ghost king and the skinny monk. But the movements of these two people were more than ten times more flexible than him?
After fighting for a cup of tea, the golden body and the legal body were almost disintegrated, but the wheel-turning ghost king and the skinny monk didn't even get a scratch on their flesh.
Hamlet and a dozen other city-state human masters looked in horror at the golden body that was hit hard one after another. They wanted to escape, but Chris was spitting out flames from all directions, and three powerful immortal-level beings were fighting.
, leaving them no chance to escape at all.
Only by breaking into Yinghuo Dao Palace may there be a chance of escape!
Hamlet took a deep look at Yinghuo Daogong, muttered a few words in a low voice, and then led a group of people to rush over as quickly as possible.
Just now, the white-bearded old Taoist from the Nine Immortal Sects saw Hamlet and others rushing towards the Yinghuo Palace. He pondered for a moment, and then laughed. The respectful white-bearded old Taoist took out a card no more than a foot wide from his sleeve.
scroll, and then carefully opened the scroll.
Inside the scroll is a portrait of a young immortal with bare feet, wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, leaning on an old cow.
This immortal leans lazily on an old one-horned cow, sits crookedly under an ancient pine tree, and is looking at the rising moon in the distance. The composition of the entire painting is simple and clear, and the brush strokes are soft and generous.
There is a sense of freedom and ease.
The white-bearded old Taoist unfolded the scroll, then held the scroll respectfully and laughed: "I would like to invite the ancestor to drive you!"
The bright moon on the scroll emits meaningful light, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of feet of jade light erupts from the scroll, illuminating the entire Luoshan Mountain with its bright and flawless light.
A deep bull cry sounded, and in the light, a big green bull with one horn slowly walked out. This big green bull, which was about two meters high and several meters long from head to tail, stared at the white bull in front of him.
Xu Laodao started to curse vaguely: "You stupid calf's calf nose, what's the big deal that you need Grandmaster Niu to take action? Look at Master Niu, I'm going to show off my power today!"
"Moo moo, with a loud roar, the Niu Erye who just appeared spread his hooves and ran wildly. He raised his horn fiercely. The wheel-turning ghost king who was holding a long sword and fighting with the golden body suddenly cursed.
With a curse word, he was pushed out by the Niu Erye in embarrassment.
"No, it's not him!" The white-bearded old Taoist loosened his grip and the scroll fell to the ground with a clatter.
"What's not him?" Da Qing Niu looked back at the white-bearded old man honestly: "There are so many people here, but this guy is so ghostly. Mr. Niu hates him just looking at him!"
Yin Xuege and Yin Tianjue looked at each other in silence, while Yin Huangwu suddenly laughed.
"This wild bull, whoever owns it is really unlucky!"
Before he finished speaking, a clear chanting sound could be heard from the scroll.
"The dream has lasted for three thousand years. What the girl said is absolutely true. This fool has really tricked the poor to death!"
Following the chanting, a jade-colored palm about a foot long quietly poked out from the scroll. He lightly swung it out with a palm in the air, and Hamlet and others who were about to rush to the gate of Yinghuodao Palace were in agony.
With a howl, it turned into a ball of flame, burning cleanly in the blink of an eye.