The demon still wanted to continue chasing. However, Zhuang Wudao had already dodged and stopped him between a man and a ghost. The black ghost mist ignored him and split into two, trying to get around him.
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Zhuang Wudao laughed dumbly, and with a snap of his fingers, thousands more Spark Butterflies flew out from his sleeves.
It is said that everything that comes into contact with Shi Ming's essence flames will be petrified. However, the fire power of these Star Fire Divine Butterflies has been able to be contained. Usually, the flame power is inherent, and it will only explode when Zhuang Wudao's thoughts are moved.
And at this moment, there was a large amount of black mist, which was turned into gravel by the dancing Starfire Butterflies and sank in the water.
The beast suddenly let out a sharp hiss. Although Zhuang Wudao's blow did not damage its roots, it was severely injured.
I finally realized that among the three people here, the strongest one, and the one with the ability to kill it, was Zhuang Wudao, not Zhiyuan.
As soon as the black mist gathered, the sword light flashed, and with a series of sword shadows, the thousands of Star Fire Butterflies were directly killed and most of them were shattered. Then it slashed towards Zhuang Wudao's head and neck. The sword was powerful, like a hanging sword.
Galaxy.
"Posadoni, Immovable Agama Seal"
In the distance, Zhiyuan once again formed a magic seal and shot a golden light into Zhuang Wudao's body.
Zhuang Wudao suddenly felt light all over, and the power in his body also exploded, almost doubling. Knowing that this was the effect of Zhiyuan's Buddhist blessing, he immediately laughed softly, and then struck out with a palm, slamming the monument in one move.
, also hit the cold sword.
This palm also had the power of 1,200 elephants, but Zhuang Wudao did not use any mystical powers. His feet also remained motionless, as if they were mountains.
On the contrary, it was the Yinlan Sword in the hand of that beast, which was forcibly smashed to pieces by his palm.
Xing Wuji and Suishanhe's fists pressed down, causing all the black mist to shrink, and the demonic flames no longer had the power to surge into the sky.
The sword actually has no entity, and the sword is not a physical sword. It relies on the sword it is attached to to gather the sword energy, and then extracts the Geng metal spirit from heaven and earth to form it. Although it is not a real sword, it is still the same
It has the ability to hurt people, but there is still a huge gap compared to those real spiritual swords.
This is also the reason why Zhuang Wudao was so fearless after hearing about this third-level monster.
"Brother Zhuang is really amazing."
Yan Dingtian laughed loudly. He was standing not far away, but he did not help. Instead, he scattered the twelve green-eyed divine beads and hit more than a dozen talismans in succession.
Levitation. Just so simple and neat, a small spiritual formation was arranged.
"Nine palaces and eight extremes, dragon flames burn the city"
As those talisman frames burned, a total of seventeen fire dragons rushed in from all directions. The area of 1,000 feet seemed to turn into a sea of flames.
It was truly a raging fire, burning gold and biting iron. On the outside, a layer of powerful talisman barriers was formed, sealing off the 100-foot space.
Even Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but secretly praise him. What they feared most about this third-level monster was not its swordsmanship or anything else, but its ability to appear and disappear. Yan Dingtian sealed it with a magic circle.
On a land of hundreds of feet, dragon flames and fires were summoned by magic, and they were densely covered here. Any movement or change of this animal could no longer escape the spiritual awareness of the three people.
In the fierce flames, the demon finally revealed its true form with a tragic howl. It was a figure only six inches tall. Wearing a Taoist robe, he was short in stature, his eyes were blood red, and his face was full of gray and black evil.
gas.
Although it was in the flames, there was a layer of cold evil power all over the body, protecting it from being hurt by the flames. And the long swords that had been dispersed before regrouped in an instant, and struck with cunning.
Angle, from bottom to top, and then struck with the sword. It was as fast as lightning, and it was almost difficult to catch the sight. Because of the advantage of the ghost body, it was so sudden.
"Is it the ghost body?"
Zhuang Wudao exclaimed in surprise, his eyes filled with surprise. This beast was clearly made from the souls of people detained in Lihan Palace. He should have been a peak foundation-building monk during his lifetime, and his swordsmanship was almost completely preserved.
.And the ghost body means that this animal has been condensed into a soul body, which can be regarded as
The initial soul cultivation has been completed. The biggest difference between a monk and a monk is that he does not have a spiritual aperture, so his combat power is far inferior to that of the same level. But it is different with the Yinhun body. With the soul as the body, he can open the soul aperture and have an independent
Spiritual wisdom and those ordinary demons are simply two completely different things.
It's just a pity that the one in front of him is still bound by the sword and is unable to break free.
The sword was sinister and full of sinister power. Zhuang Wudao did not dare to use the method of moving the universe to gain strength, so he directly used the sword technique together, and the thunder apricot sword hairpin immediately filled the sky with purple thunder, and
The yin blue sword light clashed.
There was a sharp clang sound, and the Yinhan Evil Sword dispersed at the slightest touch. However, it condensed again in an instant and pierced the center of his eyebrows. Zhuang Wudao had no choice but to use his thoughts to induce the Thunder Apricot Sword Hairpin to resist again in front of his eyes.
But this time, the sword turned into smoke and dispersed before it even got close. Then there was a series of light and shadow changes. The two of them drew their swords very fast, and they exchanged more than thirty swords in one breath.
The Thunder Apricot Sword Hairpin and Dutian God Thunder have the ability to ward off evil. With the blessing of Zhiyuan's Immovable Agama Seal and Buddhist Dharma, when wielded, the sword's light is brilliant and mighty, and can sweep away the evil atmosphere. However, I can't stand this one.
忄魍, accumulated over millions of years,
The evil power of the ghost is endless. The evil sword struck Zhuang Wudao no less than a hundred times in an instant, and it collapsed fifty or sixty times. However, it could always recover instantly, and the sword force always dispersed and regrouped.
Gathering and scattering again, erratic.
With Zhuang Wudao's attainments in swordsmanship, he was actually at a disadvantage and could only defend passively. Before, he had only focused part of his mind on wielding the sword, and part of his attention was on spying on the weakness of this beast, with a pair of fists ready to attack.
Gradually, Zhuang Wudao had to devote all his energy to sword fighting with him, trying his best to adapt to the rhythm of his opponent's swordsmanship.
Fortunately, this beast's swordsmanship in life was only at the foundation level, and its intelligence at this time was far from enough to make its swordsmanship flexible. At this time, Zhiyuan and Yan Dingtian were nearby to help.
, he is not fighting alone.
I don't know when, Zhiyuan had taken out a five-ring tin staff from the Void Ring, with the tip of the staff standing on the ground, chanting Buddhist sutras, and the treasure was solemn.
Under the two feet, with the tip of the staff as the core, a huge "zh" with the word "Buddha" was spread out.
"Bashudomia, the immovable seal of subduing demons"
It took a full ten breaths to complete the seal, and the Buddhist text 'zh' suddenly rose into the sky. It reached a hundred feet above everyone's heads, and then suddenly fell. Countless golden scriptures surrounded that
'zh', the word rotates like a huge golden bell, suddenly covering it.
Yan Dingtian perfected the formation on the periphery, making the seventeen fire dragons even more powerful. They bit the beast, and in addition, Yuokong commanded the sword, which aroused the Buddhist treasure light in the blade, and slashed
Xiang Xie,.
I don’t know what kind of practice this person is practicing, but he can actually use the Buddhist instruments in the same way without any hindrance.
The 忄魍 also clearly sensed the crisis, and used several swords to avoid the Thunder Apricot Sword Hairpin for a few minutes. Then he thrust his sword into the ground and forcibly broke the stone slab under him, and countless vicious auras and spirits of the Five Elements suddenly appeared.
, rushing out from under the stone slab.
And the third-level demon also took advantage of the situation and turned into a sword. It gathered a ten-foot-long sword light and soared into the sky. It instantly smashed the Buddhist inscriptions that fell in the air into pieces.
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"evil creature"
Zhiyuan's complexion turned pale and his energy was floating. He was clearly affected by the impact. The tip of the tin staff struck the stone slab again, and then another ball of Buddha's light gathered at the tip of the staff.
"Agatha Sheva, Immovable Thousand Mudra"
In the void, dozens of Buddha palms with arms ten feet long suddenly stretched out, and they were all full of Buddha's majesty, and they grabbed at the sword light that was transformed into the demon.
The sword demon once again turned into black mist and gathered into a human form. First, another cold sword condensed. Then one turned into two, two turned into three, and the three sword lights twisted in turn, cutting off all the dozens of Buddha palms.
And the Jie Dao that Yan Dingtian chopped off was easily knocked back by this third-level monster without any suspense.
The response was actually methodical, and the strength of the third level was fully demonstrated. It could be said that it was easy to break through the three people's joint encirclement.
Zhuang Wudao instead smiled, his eyes gleaming. His spiritual mind finally captured the real weakness and core of this beast. His thoughts were immediately tightly locked, and no matter how this beast changed, it would not matter.
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This 忄魍, whose body is elsewhere, can be reborn and reunited immediately after being cut off. Only the point locked by him at this moment is the core of this evil thing's spiritual thoughts.
"Du Tianyu Dao, Divine Thunder Tianshu, please help me."
A huge purple thunder struck down and merged with the Thunder Apricot Sword Hairpin. The sword also rose up from the sky and passed through like a shuttle.
The secret technique, even if it is not a magical power, still has a sword skill that can make people quick in the world.
"Donor Zhuang is really powerful, Zhiyuan admires him"
Zhiyuan was obviously aware of Zhuang Wudao's intention. He just recited the Buddha's name while laughing, and immediately there was a layer of golden light, which was also blessed on the sword body. Yan Dingtian also held the Seal Jue, attracting
A total of seven fire dragons rushed up. They entangled the dark brown sword light in the thunder and used the momentum to help them retreat.
The third-level monster let out a hoarse roar. When Zhuang Wudao locked the core of its soul, he panicked and fired dozens or hundreds of heavy sword lights, densely covering the surrounding area.
Trying to resist. But the body kept scattering and gathering, gathering and scattering again, trying to get rid of Zhuang Wudao's soul lock.
It's just that Zhuang Wudao's sword intention has always remained the same. The same goes for the Thunder Apricot Sword Hairpin. With the blessing of Zhiyuan Yan Dingtian, the power of the sword and this blow can even be equal to that of a Golden Core monk.
The force was like breaking bamboo, piercing through the heavy sword light, but just when Zhuang Wudao was about to smash this third-level monster with one sword.
However, the three of them saw only a blur of black mist above them, and the turtle disappeared.