Under the ruins, six streaks of light suddenly flew rapidly.
"Keng——!"
The killing knife penetrated the air and collided with the outside of the Liangyi Dust Sword Formation. The sword and sword entangled in it intertwined and collided with the silk mesh formed by the sword energy, consuming each other.
"Ka~zheng."
"Clang, clank, clang, clang, clang, clang--"
The fierce fighting that broke out in an instant made people suddenly feel as if they were seeing dozens of swordsmen with superb swordsmanship fighting against dozens of swordsmen with superb swordsmanship. The swords collided wildly, sparks flew into the air, and fireworks were left in the air.
The afterglow after blooming.
In the battle between the two basic formations, Liangyi Mochen and Liuhe Slaying Sword, Liuhe Slaying Sword fell into an absolute disadvantage as soon as they came into contact.
In terms of sophistication, the Liuhe Killing Sword is not bad, but as a formation weapon, the gap between the two is very wide. On the one hand, Qingji and Yunfeng are both top-quality magic swords among magic weapons, but on the other hand, they are not even magic weapons.
Ordinary soldiers who are not like this are incomparable.
Therefore, the sword gang was stained with carbon powder and looked majestic and indestructible, but in fact it was shattered inch by inch under the cutting of the sword energy, slowly injuring the formation soldiers.
It is destined not to last.
However, the female cultivator who had the absolute upper hand turned very solemn, because her opponent was clearly trapped in the sword formation, but she still had enough power to control the Liuhe sword formation.
Use ordinary weapons to fight against the power of magical weapons.
What do you mean, deliberately mocking?
The woman felt angry, but a voice came quietly in her ears. She was so surprised that before she had time to think about it, the remaining unburned part of her cloak suddenly rolled up like a whirlpool of flames.
As soon as the vortex condensed, it was pierced by a cluster of sharp thorns.
Poof~~!
Without the magic sword, her abilities are only 10 or 10, and she only relies on her cloak and evil spirit to protect herself. How can a woman stop the demonized Xiao Hongshan?
It collapses at the first touch.
The female cultivator's face first flushed, then turned pale, and her wrinkled facial features clearly showed the pain on her face.
She turned around and saw the demon covered in thorns standing behind her. The endless thorns that had destroyed the desert town while dormant were already coming at a rapid pace.
"clang--!"
Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang...
At the critical moment, the woman recalled the two swords of Qingji and Yunfeng, and tried her best to deal with the overwhelming thrust.
Only at this time did the woman truly experience the terror of the demon Xiao Hongshan, and she was completely focused on it, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.
Five hundred meters away, a phantom appeared. The next moment, the young man's figure condensed in the sand. He glanced at the cracked and incomplete killing knives surrounding him, and then watched with interest.
The battle between woman and monster.
It was Chen Qingyan who left the sword formation.
This time, he became a bystander.
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Black evil forest.
Above Yishui Peak Waterfall, nine monks wearing black cassocks are sitting solemnly on the white clouds.
On both sides of the river bank, a group of monks with cold and chaotic auras and strange shapes kept their distance from each other and talked loudly.
One of the lame monks, who had a sarcoma on his head and one of his ears missing, pointed at the monk on the waterfall and said angrily: "How long do these bald donkeys have to wait? How long will it take for me to believe their evil deeds before I come here? How long will it take for the five secret realms to be closed?"
If you still want to put this aside, let’s just put this chanting aside.”
Opposite the lame monk, at least three feet away, a woman with fish scales on her face also sneered and said: "I have long disliked these prude monks. What are you pretending to do here? No."
There are just a few stinky Buddhas."
Next to the fish-scale woman, a seven-year-old child ten feet away raised his head from sobbing, revealing a wrinkled old man's face. He grinned and muttered: "Fa Dan is good, Fa Dan is a good thing."
"Hey, whose demon pet are you, stay away from me." A handsomely dressed young man rode a wooden horse and came behind the old-faced child, "Grandpa, he bullied me."
Ten feet away, a colorful demon tiger tilted its big head in confusion and asked in human language: "When did I bully you?"
"My son said you bullied him, so you bullied him." The fish-scale woman bared her teeth, and her cheeks puffed up, making her face double in size, "Don't think you can speak.
, it’s no longer a beast.”
The beautiful demon tiger was even more confused when he heard this, "You and I were once human beings, why are you like this..."
The sound of chewing came from her ears. The fish-scale woman turned her head stiffly, and saw a demon tiger standing upright, throwing down a bone, holding a bloody human head and licking it intoxicatedly. With each lick,
The meat hooks on the tongue will scrape off a layer of skin.
"Why... so delicious."
The wooden horse shook a few times and fell alone on the pebble beach.
"ah!
"
The fish-scale woman let out a high-pitched scream, twitched her hands, and two harpoons appeared. She was about to greet her father-in-law with a spiteful look on her face, but she saw the seven-year-old man happily picking up the wooden horse, sitting on it and shaking it happily.
stand up.
Wang Yuan, who witnessed all this with his own eyes, sat lazily on a branch of a tree. Similar scenes happened almost every day these days.
"Sigh, Shanyin City is better. I don't know when my ancestor will be able to come here. If I don't go back, I'm afraid... I won't be able to bear it anymore." Wang Yuan's tongue shot out of his mouth, making the corners of his eyes crawl.
The fly is rolled into the belly and swallowed.
"It tastes really bad."
Suddenly, Wang Yuan's expression changed.
At the same time, the evil cultivators on both sides of the strait, as well as the monks sitting on the waterfall, all raised their heads.
There was a buzz in the sky.
Buddhist proverbs echo.
From this moment on, the waterfall stopped flowing.
A pagoda is level with the waterfall. The bell on the top of the tower is ringing melodiously. A skeleton wearing a red cassock is pushing a wooden stake hard to hit the big bell.
"Amitabha."
One of the leading monks chanted the name of the Buddha and asked:
"Why doesn't Lord Garuda come to see you?"
"he died."
The air distorted for a moment, and a ghostly figure escaped from the tower. He was a monk with peach blossom eyes and a frivolous expression. There was a little black mole under his eyelids, and his eyes flashed with the "Swastika" Buddha seal.
"I have come to replace Garuda and travel north to promote Buddhism."
When he first heard the bad news, the black-cassocked monk did not feel a trace of sadness. Instead, he collectively recited the Buddha's name and then talked calmly:
"Without the Garuda Buddha and the eight tribes of gods and dragons, I am afraid that this trip to the north will be full of twists and turns."
The peach-blossom-eyed monk pursed his lips and smiled, which was actually a bit charming.
"The journey to the north is inherently full of disasters. How can one achieve enlightenment without setbacks? Garuda's entry into reincarnation is an opportunity."
"The Feitian Pagoda is approaching, and I think the remaining six Buddha disciples will be here soon. Asura Buddha disciples, please give me Buddha elixirs in advance. I need the help of the Black Evil Forest on my journey to the north."
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"Wonderful."
Chen Qingyan clapped his hands and stood in front of the female cultivator who was about to die.
Opposite him was the scarred demon Xiao Hongshan, who had been cut by a thousand knives.
"Does this count as saving your life?"
He turned his head and looked at the almost exhausted female cultivator and asked.
The woman raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "What is your purpose? You might as well tell me directly."
"Do things for me."
As Chen Qingyan spoke, he pointed forward, holding a wisp of green-gray flames with his fingers, and penetrated the demon Xiao Hongshan who could not avoid it. With a roar, blazing fire rose into the sky, but after a few breaths, it turned into ashes all over the sky.
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