Chapter 55 The First Battle of Blood Song (300 Months)
The huge black claw was photographed with a thick ghost mist, but the five young monks looked up calmly. One of them, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a ring scar on his head and wearing an apricot monk's robe, sneered.
With a sound, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a white relic the size of a chicken.
Suddenly, there was a sound of Sanskrit chanting, and as soon as the white relic came out, it turned into a ball of Buddha light the size of a castanopsis and shot straight into the sky. Countless auspicious auras fell from the sky. In the Buddha light, there was a skinny old monk sitting cross-legged, with a circle on the back of his head.
The bright light is like an ice mirror, emitting immeasurable rays of light that sweep away the ghostly aura in the sky.
The Wanxie Bone King roared angrily, and the two ghost handprints he took were exposed to the Buddha's light, and they quickly dissolved like a snow lion hitting the sun. Countless sticky black juice dripped, and the two huge black bone claws blinked in the blink of an eye.
Disappeared without a trace.
"Damn it, Arhat relics!" Wanxie Bone King was so angry that the corners of his eyes twitched.
Arhat, a Buddhist power, even the weakest Arhat, is an existence in the earthly fairyland. And Buddhist techniques have always had a strong restraint effect on various evil and heretical evil techniques. Of course, the Wanxie Bone King is
A master of the ghost realm who has achieved great success in the golden elixir, but when he encounters the relics left by the Arhat, he can only do nothing.
"Let's go! You can't mess with these brats!" Before Yin Xuege could speak, Wanxie Bone King had already roared. Black will-o'-the-wisps were burning around him, and Wuzhu ghost energy was constantly injected into the Bone King's speed car. At the same time, he was very
With a bit of pain, he grabbed a few pieces of high-grade spiritual stones and stuffed them into several grooves on his throne.
The huge Bone King speed car lit up with a dazzling light, and green ghostly air spurted out. Countless phosphorus fires wrapped around the surface of the speed car. Along with a sharp ghost whistle, a pair of huge black bone wings popped up from both sides of the speed car.
Driven by the powerful energy erupted from the high-grade spirit stone, the bone wings sprayed out a bright black light backwards, and the speeding car suddenly jumped up and shot forward at a speed several times faster than before.
Yin Xuege looked at the several high-grade spiritual stones inlaid on the throne in shock. With the energy provided by these spiritual stones, the Bone King's speed has reached a speed of hundreds of miles in an instant. However, the consumption of these high-grade spiritual stones is also extremely shocking.
A fist-sized piece of spiritual stone was burning rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In other words, within two or three breaths, only half of the volume of the spiritual stone remained.
But in these three or five breaths, the Bone King's speed car has already rushed out for more than three hundred miles. Although these more than three hundred miles have been constantly circling between the mountain peaks, but with the five young monks,
The straight-line distance between them is also about a hundred miles.
Through the transparent carriage, Yin Xuege could see the green light chasing after him from several points a hundred miles away. However, the strength of those young monks was limited, and the speed of their sword light was really ordinary, not to mention the speed of these young monks.
Compared to the speed of a speeding car that suddenly accelerated several times, they couldn't catch up even with the normal speed.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Wan Xie Bone King looked back at the five-point green light and exhaled heavily: "That little thief Bald is definitely the Bald Donkey from the Golden Buddha Temple! In the Eastern cultivation world, now the Nine Great Immortals
Among the sects, the Qianyuan Sect is the strongest in the Taoist sect, and the Golden Buddha Temple is the most prosperous in the Buddhist sect. I would rather fight with the bull noses of the Qianyuan Sect than deal with the thieves!"
Wu Mu's eyes widened and he looked at Wanxie Bone King with disdain: "Retreat without fighting, you are really not a warrior! Damn it, you are simply not a man! We, the warriors of the werewolf clan, will never do that.
Run away without fighting like you!"
The King of All Evil Bones laughed a few times, but he did not get angry but forcefully patted the area between his legs. His palms collided with the leg bones, making a crisp sound like the impact of a hammer.
With will-o'-the-wisps flashing in his eyes, the Wanxie Bone King sneered: "I don't even have that thing anymore, so I can't be considered a man! Hey, you have the courage, why don't you go fight with those dolls?"
After sneering a few times, the Wanxie Bone King explained to Yin Xuege: "Don't think that I am a coward. I really don't dare to fight these brats! You must know that this righteous monk in the Eastern cultivation world is best at calling friends.
The five little devils dare to attack my king's car. If they are not surrounded by a large number of fellow disciples, they are followed by old immortals in the Golden Core Realm!"
Gritting his teeth, the Wanxie Bone King warned in a cold voice: "Remember, if you fight against these famous and righteous children, if you can't kill them with one blow, you must sneak away as quickly as possible. Their elders can't protect their shortcomings. The cave heaven and paradise they occupy
There are too many, there are too many magic weapons left by our ancestors, and often the magic weapons of an unknown person are much better than this king."
"What's even more disgusting is that those masters and celebrities from well-known and upright families pretend to let their disciples travel and practice, but in fact, behind these little thieves, there is always a group of old thieves following them! If the little thieves can't be defeated, a group of little thieves will rush up.
! A group of young thieves couldn’t beat them, so a group of old thieves rushed up! This is a bloody lesson. You can’t act like a hero in front of these famous and decent people!"
Yin Xuege and Wu Mu looked at each other in silence as they listened to Wan Xie Bone King's words filled with blood and tears.
After a long time, Yin Xuege said coldly: "If my mother were here, she would never run away!"
The Wan Xie Bone King laughed noncommittally a few times. He was about to refute Yin Xuege's words when suddenly the speeding car trembled violently again. Everyone hurriedly looked through the carriage and saw a long cyan line.
A hundred-meter-long snake rushed out from the mountainside of a snow-capped mountain in Xianxi, like a rope tightly wrapped around the speeding car.
The body of this big snake swayed violently, winds and clouds surged in all directions, the spiritual energy of the world was chaotic, and dozens of thin tornadoes rolled up the speeding car and fell to the ground.
Several spiritual stones inlaid on the throne of the Wanxie Bone King exploded with loud bangs, and then the speeding car trembled and fell heavily to the ground.
"My Buddha is merciful, fellow Taoist Bone King, you are so interested, why! Are you going to harm heaven and earth again when you come to this Kunlun Fairy Mountain?"
A soft and clear voice came, and a white-bearded old monk with kind eyes, two long eyebrows half a foot long, and a tall and majestic figure with a pine look walked step by step from the snow-capped mountains more than ten miles away.
He came over. Every time the old monk took a step, the snow dust under his feet turned into a white lotus about a foot in diameter to support his feet. As he walked, he left hundreds of white lotuses fluttering in the wind behind him.
The big green snake suddenly disappeared, turned into a heavy iron staff, flew into the air, and flew back to the old monk's hand.
King Wanxie Bone roared angrily: "I didn't look at the almanac when I went out, how come I met you, an old bald donkey?"
The old monk's face turned cold and he shouted sternly: "Wanxie Bone King, you are also a master of demons. Don't imitate those dirty monsters who hurt people with dirty words! Today, the poor monk just brought a few juniors to look for the earth fire.
Snow Lotus was preparing the elixir, but I didn’t expect to meet you!"
The will-o'-the-wisps in the eyes of Wan Xie Bone King were strong. He glanced helplessly at Yin Xuege and whispered: "I have no choice. If I meet this old bald donkey, I have to fight with him! Hey, how can I deal with this guy?
Old thief Bald, can you handle the other little babies?"
Blood light flashed in Yin Xuege's eyes. The bat wings behind him slowly opened and the Blood Spirit Sword made a crisp cry in its sheath. With a deep smile, Yin Xuege said slowly: "A young monk in the Eastern cultivation world? I actually
I have long been looking forward to a serious fight with them.
Well, it’s not a martial arts competition, it’s not a teaching skill, it’s a real life-and-death fight!”
Ebony's body shook, and a set of magic weapon-level armor specially forged by the Yin tribe was put on silently. He pulled out the two-meter-long horse-killing sword from the scabbard on his back, and bared his teeth in a silent smile: "Those five
There are two beautiful girls in the little cub! Lord Ebony likes young and beautiful girls very much, can I chew off their bones?"
The golden corpse, the fire corpse, and the earth corpse jumped up silently from the corner of the speed car where they were hiding, and walked slowly and step by step behind Yin Xuege. In their lifeless, cold and emotionless eyes, there was suddenly a look of madness and violence.
Anger grew. In their petite and delicate bodies, the dull sound of bones hitting each other was endless. These murderous weapons refined by the Corpse Demon Sect were ready to fight.
An evil light flashed in the eyes of the Wanxie Bone King. He glanced at the five-point sword light that was approaching rapidly a hundred miles away and whispered: "I almost forgot about these three-headed yakshas! Your Highness Blood Song, cooperate with me to inflict heavy damage."
This old bald ass!"
Jiejie laughed strangely, and the King of All Evil Bones said in a ferocious voice: "This old bald donkey is the first wooden fish in the Bodhi Garden of the Golden Buddha Temple. He is more than three hundred years old, and he is still a boy. Hehe, he has the blood in his heart."
, I will definitely make your cultivation level skyrocket, Your Highness!"
Yin Xuege's eyes flashed with blood. He bowed lightly to the King of All Evil Bones, and then gently pulled out the Blood Spirit Sword.
Wanxie Bone King didn't waste time, the Bone King's speeding car opened the door with a roar, and Wanxie Bone King's body suddenly spread out, and all the bones in his body turned into countless black bone knives and bone swords and shot towards the old monk Muyu.
Go. Among the countless black bone knives and swords, the skull of the Wanxie Bone King, the size of a water tank, spits out thick black mist and keeps making sharp ghostly whistles.
A high-pitched and melodious wolf howl rose into the sky, and Ebony brought up afterimages, which rushed towards the old monk Muyu as fast as lightning.
Ebony's charging speed was even slightly faster than that of the Wanxie Bone King. He held the heavy horse-killing sword with both hands, swung an arc of sword light, and slashed at the old monk Muyu's waist without any reservation. Unique to werewolf warriors
The high-speed attack and huge power were vividly displayed at this moment. The hurricane caused by Wu Mu's sword even stirred up thick snow within a hundred meters nearby.
"Western Wolf Monster!" Old Monk Muyu was horrified, and he shouted sternly: "Monsters are monsters, King of All Evil Bones, what are your intentions in colluding with Western evil cultivators?" While scolding, Old Monk Muyu already waved the Zen staff in his hand.
, he also waved his Zen staff and faced the ebony sword without hesitation.
The dark Zen staff brought out a dragon's roar and collided heavily with the heavy sword in the ebony hand.
With a loud noise, the heavy sword forged by the Yin tribe for Ebony shattered into pieces. Ebony held half of the sword hilt unsteadily, vomiting blood and flew back. Even though Ebony retreated quickly, the Zen staff in the old monk Muyu's hand was still tilted.
Brushing across his waist obliquely, Ebony howled miserably, and the armor on his body shot out several dim rays of magic light, and then shattered into pieces.
The pitch-black Zen staff shattered Ebony's protective armor, tore off a piece of silver skin about a foot in diameter from his waist, and took away about three to five kilograms of hard muscle. A section of Ebony's ribs was exposed, and a large amount of blood appeared like a
Water spurted out from his waist like a fountain.
"Damn it! This old bald donkey's weapon is a hundred times better than Lord Ebony's sword!" Ebony howled in pain, staggering backwards. Just after the impact, he clearly felt that his absolute power was that of a wooden fish
The old monk is more than ten times stronger. If everyone competes fairly, he can chop the old monk Muyu into two pieces with one blow.
But that Zen staff, that Zen staff is too powerful.
When the heavy sword and the Zen staff collided together, Wu Mu heard countless monks chanting sutras in his ears. The low chanting sound made Wu Mu lose most of his strength in an instant, and his body became a little weak. Then a golden Buddha light came out.
The moment the ebony exploded before his eyes, he felt as if his whole body was on fire. The remaining half of his strength disappeared without a trace, and he could not even hold the weapon.
The terrifying impact force burst out from the Zen staff, and the long ebony sword shattered. He saw a Buddha seal getting closer and closer, and finally it seemed like a heaven and earth net covering him. His soul was trapped by the Buddha seal.
The suppression gave him full strength to resist.
So when the old monk Muyu's Zen staff hit his waist, with Ebony's speed and combat skills, he could easily dodge the blow. But his soul was shocked by the Dharma and he lost the consciousness of dodge at all.
He was severely injured by the Zen staff.
"The mighty heavenly dragon, subjugate demons and eliminate demons!" With a Zen stick, Wu Mu was defeated and retreated. Old monk Muyu laughed. A bright light rushed out from behind his head, and a faint golden light with the scent of sandalwood spurted out, and he quickly resisted it.
The Wanxie Bone King attacks like a tidal wave.
Countless bone knives and bone swords roared against the faint golden light, and countless golden lights shattered
Countless bone swords were evaporated by the golden light into black smoke and dissipated.
The skull of the All Evil Bone King screamed, and the shrill soul-stealing ghost sound caused countless ripples visible to the naked eye in the air, turning into countless twisted ghost faces and rushing towards the old monk Muyu.
The golden light resisted the black ripples caused by the voice of the soul-stealing ghost. Old monk Muyu held a Zen staff in front of his chest and murmured Buddhist scriptures. He also did not dare to be distracted in any way. Although Buddhism is the opposite of all evil heretics
Nemesis, but there is also a saying in the Eastern cultivation world that the Tao is as high as the demon. The practices of evil demons and heretics are also the mortal enemies of Buddhism!
Faced with the existence of the Wanxie Bone King, one of the three most famous monsters in the Eastern cultivation world, Old Monk Muyu did not dare to show any slightness. He did not hesitate to expend his energy to release the 'Hinravana Vajra' that he had cultivated so hard over the years.
The Buddha's Light of Meditation is used to wear away the magic power of the Wanxie Bone King inch by inch.
As long as the young monks he brought out this time can arrive in time, with the family backgrounds of those young monks, once the various demon-breaking treasures they carry are released, they will be able to make the Wanxie Bone King unable to eat!
There was a faint golden light in his eyes, and a smile appeared on Old Monk Muyu's serious face. Supporting the younger generation is what Old Monk Muyu likes to do most. If those five little guys can severely injure or even annihilate the Wanxie Bone King
, he seems to have seen another group of pillars of righteousness rising, and the future of the world of cultivation will depend on these young people.
At this moment, the Wanxie Bone King suddenly roared loudly: "The magic weapon of the little demon can't hurt this old bald donkey, use the seven-kill gourd of plague!"
The old monk Muyu was stunned, and Yin Xuege had already rushed out with an afterimage. The seven-kill plague gourd, a magic weapon presented by his mother-in-law, spurted out with a thick yellow smoke, and a burst of yellow light flashed inside the mouth of the gourd. The seven handles had a strange shape, like
The long sword carved from yellow wood whizzed out, bringing up streaks of yellow smoke and stabbing it all over the old monk Muyu.
Most of the old monk Muyu's attention was focused on the Wanxie Bone King. He was always on guard against the Wanxie Bone King's surprise attack, as well as the attacks of several famous ghost magic weapons of the Xie Gu Dao. He never dreamed that Wan Xie Bone King would attack him at any time.
There is actually a Yin Blood Song hidden in the king's car!
Moreover, what Yin Xuege used was actually the Seven-killing Plague Gourd with the notorious reputation of the Plague Cult! This was one of the several heavy plague treasures at the bottom of the Plague Cult’s box. How could that old witch be willing to give away this evil weapon?
To a boy who looks no more than twelve or thirteen years old?
In the midst of his busy schedule, a golden bowl came out of Old Monk Muyu's sleeve and turned into a golden light about ten feet in diameter, protecting his whole body.
But Yin Xuege waved his left hand, and three blood thunders refined by Yin Tianjue roared out, landing on the golden light before the seven plague swords. A dull explosion sounded, and the blood light flames swept across a hundred meters of land.
, the dirty blood spurted out, corroding the golden light into spots and dimming the light.
The old monk Muyu's body trembled, a mouthful of blood spurted out far away, the protective alms bowl fell to the ground, and the seven plague swords immediately approached his body.
But after all, the old monk Muyu was the head of the Bodhi Garden of the Golden Buddha Temple. He chanted the name of the Buddha, and a string of eighteen Bodhi seeds on his wrist turned into a golden rainstorm, and he smashed the Seven Plague Swords head-on.
The sword light and the golden light rain collided together, making a series of clanking dull sounds. The seven plague swords were smashed so that they could not get closer, but the golden light transformed by the Bodhi seeds was also continuously cut open by the sword light.
After one breath, nine bodhi seeds were cut into two pieces by the sword light. The bodhi seeds fell to the ground and instantly turned into a ball of charred dust.
The old monk Muyu looked back at Yin Xuege, who was rushing towards him, and shouted sternly: "Okay, what a bunch of evil heretics!"
Before he finished speaking, a clear and sweet sound came from behind Old Monk Muyu, but it was a lifeless and lifeless scolding: "The Five Mountains are overwhelming!"
The earth corpse with a petite body and a soft face silently emerged from the ground and appeared just behind the old monk Muyu. She clenched her hands and waved towards the sky, and the shadow of a five-foot-round hill appeared out of thin air, and the rich soil
Spiritual energy roared into the shadows of the five hills. In the blink of an eye, the five hills swelled to a height of several feet, and became as solid as real mountain peaks.
As the corpse roared, five hills fell at the same time, hitting the bright light behind the old monk Muyu's head.
The poor old monk Muyu let out a miserable cry, and the bright light behind his head was smashed into pieces. His tall and burly body fell forward, and the five peaks pressed down heavily, causing blood to spurt from his orifices, and most of the bones in his body were broken.
Before the old monk Muyu could do anything, Yin Xuege had already pounced on him. With his sharp canine teeth protruding out, Yin Xuege bit the old monk's neck. A large amount of hot blood was swallowed by him, and he was filled with lust.
The celestial pleasure surged over me.
The essence and blood of the eminent Buddhist monk actually benefited Yin Xuege more than the essence and blood of the prince!