Chapter 652 Black lotus is also a lotus, a shadow hiding in the dark
"Damn..."
The Xuansha Demon Dragon actually spoke, first staring at Mo Pinglang fiercely, then looking at Gu Yusheng. The violent aura in his eyes became more and more intense, and it spit out the magic dragon ball again.
The aura of destruction enveloped the entire barrier. The sword formation set up by Gu Yusheng, ten thousand swords sounded together, the sword body rotated like a black lotus, and most of the original demonic energy in the magic dragon ball was sucked away by Gu Yusheng's sword.
The dark and profound magic dragon ball just now reduced its body shape by half. After the demonic energy outside the magic dragon ball was absorbed by the sword, another extremely strange force seemed to break through the shackles and make a sound.
Corrupt Taoist talismans popped out of the magic dragon ball.
The Taoist talisman was contaminated with the original aura of the demon dragon, and turned into a clone of the demon dragon, attacking Gu Yusheng and Mo Ping railings with teeth and claws.
Although Gu Yusheng had no sword in his hand, he was a sword himself. The three-foot sword wall outside his body was unbreakable, and thousands of swords were spinning in the sword wall. Although the demon dragon attacking him was extremely powerful, it could not hurt him at all.
Compared to Gu Yusheng's indifferent attitude, Mo Pinglang was in a difficult position and looked particularly embarrassed. There were more than a dozen demon dragons chasing behind him, roaring and screaming all the way.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, Gu Yusheng, help me!"
Gu Yusheng held his arms with both hands and watched the corroded Taoist talismans.
Mo Pingshan continued to slip through the group of demon dragons, which gave Gu Yusheng time to refine his sword and open the blade.
The Xuansha Demon Dragon seemed to have noticed this, but in the face of such a embarrassed Mo Pinglang, it did not attack, but instead transferred all its murderous intent to Gu Yusheng.
Xuansha Demon Dragon swallowed the magic dragon ball into his belly, and his body changed little by little. The demonic energy surged into a black-robed Taoist. The black-robed Taoist made a gesture with his left hand and raised his right hand. Nine polluted copper coins were thrown in the air.
The copper coins are each turned into a thread and turned into a copper coins sword.
"Sen Sensen!"
The copper coin sword was pinned in the hand of the black-robed Taoist, and a sword stabbed at Gu Yusheng. In an instant, nine copper coins were stacked on each other and turned into nine sword intents in an instant.
Gu Yusheng was shocked. Before he could react, the nine sword intents had already hit the sword wall, and the sound of clanging sounds continued.
"So fast!"
Gu Yusheng was shocked again, and the three-foot sword wall suddenly became a little thicker. When the nine sword intents disappeared, the three-foot sword wall was a little lighter and thinner.
Gu Yusheng pointed at the sword and was about to fight back, but suddenly a feeling of something wrong appeared in his heart.
In the midst of lightning, Gu Yusheng used a strong wind song and rushed to the side, and at the same time, he sacrificed the sword that had not yet been opened in his natal bottle and broke out.
There was nothing unusual about the place where Gu Yusheng moved, but a crack was eroded in front of him. Gu Yusheng looked at him and found that it was not the corrosive power of the Xuansha Demon Dragon, but a kind of sensation.
The soft sword energy almost surpassed his sword intent.
The most soft and the limit is the most rigid.
Although Gu Yusheng summoned the soul sword, he still felt danger. Under the threat of life, his body was rippled strangely, as if it was still, but in an instant, he had moved his body to another layer for a short time.
space.
This is the magical power of space that Gu Yusheng has recently learned from the Great Wilderness Sutra, countless classics such as Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism and demons, and the three volumes of mysterious runes of the Heavenly Dao.
Although he only understood the superficial rules and laws that surpassed the laws of the Three Thousand Great Dao, it was already his greatest killer weapon and life-saving method.
"careful!"
Almost at the same time, Mo Pinglang sensed something, and didn't know what methods he used. More than a dozen demon dragon clones chasing him turned into blood mist.
puff!
A strand of blood sputtered in both directions like silk thread.
Mo Pinglang's pupils shrank violently. He first looked at Gu Yusheng with concern, and then his eyes gradually turned into astonishment.
The blood did come out from Gu Yusheng, but it was not him who was injured, but the Taoist robe with a black robe. There were fine sword marks on the neck of the Taoist robe.
Mo Ping's railing only saw a wisp of sword energy disappearing from Gu Yusheng's fingertips, and a horrible sound made in the throat of the black-robed Taoist. A head was neatly cut off and turned into a dragon head with a rolling evil spirit!
Gu Yusheng's figure flashed and appeared beside Mo Pinglang, wiped the sweat from his forehead without saying a word.
Don’t put your hands together on the railing, and the eight spiritual pillars lock the dragon head, allowing Gu Yusheng’s sword formation to bathe in the dragon blood. A sword cauldron rotates and flies out, and a dragon blood forms a sword pool.
But Mo Pinglang was not interested in what he saw, but looked up and down Gu Yusheng with his eyes. After counting breaths, he couldn't help but ask, "I don't understand the sword you just did."
Gu Yusheng also smiled, "Brother Mo, those more than a dozen demon dragon clones hidden the origin of the demon dragon. I don't understand the methods you used."
"Forget it, don't talk about this."
Don't shake your head slightly by leaning on the railing.
"This Xuansha Demon Dragon is undoubtedly a demon clan, but why did he use Taoist swordsmanship?"
"You ask me, I don't know."
Gu Yusheng secretly recalled the sword just now. Not to mention the strength of Xuansha Demon Dragon himself, even if the strength and realm of the black-robed Taoist was comparable to that of him, the sword just now was difficult with his sword skills.
withstand.
The real power of Taoist swordsmanship was actually seen in the evil dragons of the demon clan.
At this moment, a hidden breath came from the clouds in the back mountain.
It is Mr. Jiu who has thousands of things.
He was wearing an old gray robe. Before the people arrived, a few fortune telling copper coins had already formed a formation. Don’t quietly put the eight spiritual pillars on the railing and said respectfully: “Greetings to Mr. Jiu.”
Thousands of things came to the air and said calmly: "It is really amazing that a young man like you have appeared in the Mo family."
"Mr. Nine praised it."
Don't be very modest on the railing.
"Meet Senior Brother Jiu."
Gu Yusheng also wanted to go forward to salute, but was interrupted by Wan Qianxiang: "The sword blade is opened with the Dragon Blood Sword Pool, it is rare to see it in a thousand years. Junior brother, don't be distracted, I will help you."
Wan Qianxiang threw a copper coin to the sword tripod. In an instant, the pure and powerful Gengjin energy overflowed in the sword tripod. The clanging sound of the sword swept in all directions, causing the two ancient tripods on Jingting Mountain to echo slowly at Wangfeng.
The ancient bell drove away the demonic energy at the foot of Jingting Mountain, and the dark sky gradually became brighter.
The Xuansha Demon body, whose dragon head was cut off by Gu Yusheng, gathered the original power on Gu Yusheng's natal sword and was absorbed bit by bit by bit by bit. The sword had been opened, but it had not reached the level of a sharp blade.
There are countless polluted Taoist Xuan Talisman in the body of Xuansha Demon. Don’t lean on the railing but don’t let them go and just dissipate. Take out a piece of dark gold talisman paper and collect and seal these Xuan Talisman one by one.
Seeing this, thousands of things smiled.
"Mo Fanchen is a true great scholar. Among his juniors, he has such a sloppy figure as you. If the disciples of the Holy Academy know how to fight for the great way of heaven and earth as you do, today's difficulties will be so chaotic."
Mo Pinglang was embarrassed to scratch his head: "Mr. Jiu, I am afraid of being poor."