"So, fellow Taoist, you want to fight two against one?"
The green-faced ghost saint said nothing.
Step forward vertically.
"Senior brother, I'm here to help..."
Wen Zhaowu was persuaded to retreat by Chu Xingluo before he even stepped forward.
Chu Xingluo's eyes were solemn, and a trace of anger flashed deep in his eyes like stars hanging high.
Just now it was just a drop of demonic blood from the Ghost Saint, which was really a big deal.
But he didn't take action with all his strength.
At this moment, the true form of the Ghost Saint can be seen.
"No need, no matter how many people there are, it has nothing to do with me."
Chu Xingluo is like a supreme star that has fallen into the mortal world, with a magnificent light in full bloom. The Tai Chi diagram hangs behind him like the light of the avenue, making him even more sacred.
The energy of dragon and tiger intertwined in his hands, evolving into two fist lights, and he fired without hesitation!
Bang.
The hall exploded with a bang.
Mysterious light bursts out.
A roar came from the sky.
The ancient chariot dragged by the dragon and tiger in the air completely manifested in the clouds above, like a shrine from outside the sky, overlooking the world like a stern young god sitting on the top of the shrine.
The Tai Chi diagram holds up the heaven and earth, and the yin and yang clouds make the eternal chariot shine like the sun and moon in the sky, shining through the ages.
Chu Xingluo, who was on the top of the sacred chariot, stared into the distance.
He shouted: "Who the hell are you?!"
call.
The evil spirit flows backward like a waterfall from the sky, until it covers the blue sky and turns into a boundless sea of clouds.
The black and red mist is about to change the world.
in.
A scorching light shattered everything, and even the mist in the sky seemed to be the embellishment of his clothes, turning into a cloak and draped behind him.
The red hair is scattered like a waterfall, and the top corner of the head is pointing diagonally towards the sky.
A few fangs stuck out from the pale grimace.
The big ghost with green face and fangs slowly opened his arms.
Breathe the breath of the world.
Regardless of whether it is the holy blood, the incarnation of evil spirit, or other bodies of gods, it is not as smooth as the main soul body.
The moment Tu Shanjun stepped out of Xuantian City and walked out of the Zunhun Banner, he felt a long-lost pleasure.
It’s been a long time since I was able to give full play to my own strength!
"My name is Tushanjun!"
The ghost saint who carries the millstone of the avenue finally says his name.
Chu Xingluo's eyes narrowed and he thought carefully.
No matter how hard he racked his brains, he never thought of such a person.
…
"Tushanjun? Never heard of it."
The young monk who was watching the show with his arms around his shoulders responded coldly, but a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.
While talking, he looked into the distance. The appearance of Chu Xingluo was surprising enough.
As the former ancient king, the Sun and Moon King had extraordinary strength. As the successor, Chu Xingluo was certainly one of the few geniuses in the world. Even when faced with the younger generation of Taoist and Buddhist sects, he did not give in at all.
Chu Xingluo could be so dignified, but his opponent seemed like a nobody.
"Fellow Taoist Dong Xuantian has never heard of him, of course he should."
"oh?"
Dongxuan Heavenly King Yuwei narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "What does Brother Cui know?"
"I'm afraid I'm not the only one who knows."
Cui Jianlu laughed and looked at the Immortal Chariot at the end of the sky, and said calmly: "Fellow Taoists of Hehuan Sect and Zhengdao Sect should also know his details."
"This is all thanks to fellow Taoist Cui." Liu Yanghe's voice came from the Sendai chariot.
As he spoke, several more mysterious lights stepped on the clouds.
In a short time, many new faces gathered here. Those who knew each other greeted each other, while those who did not know each other were particularly solemn.
These people who came here were all strong men from the younger generation, including Tang Anhuang from the Taoist sect and Xuannan from the Buddhist sect.
"Amitabha."
Xuannan smiled and looked at Cui Jianlu.
Emperor Tang An, who came over, said bluntly: "Fellow Daoist Cui, I heard that you lost to him? I have already said that your Taoist body is powerful, but your magical power is not good. You only have your spiritual consciousness without the blessing of your soul.
Even if you have infinite courage, how much can you exert? It is reasonable to lose.
Cui Jianlu's face darkened, but he did not refute Tang Anhuang's words. He just said calmly: "Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists, so there is nothing to fear."
"If you lose this time, you will win it next time."
"So powerful?" Wang Yuwei turned around in surprise.
Cui Jianlu's time body can intercept himself in his own time and space, and then control it with his spiritual thoughts.
Although his strength is not as good as my own, it is at least 80% to 90% strong. He can win against ordinary geniuses, but he was defeated at the hands of this 'nobody'.
"He has three great tights."
"Say: reincarnation, yin and yang, life and death."
Wang Yuwei's heart skipped a beat, he was the genius of life and death: "Are we here?"
"I invited you."
"I don't have enough time, so I have to invite you all to come." Cui Jianlu couldn't help but feel a little regretful. There seemed to be a lot of talented people gathered here, but in fact they were not that many.
What matters is not who is strong and who is weak, but who is near and who is far away. Those who are close will naturally rush to the Divine Forbidden City, while those who are far away may not even hear the news.
"Don't talk nonsense, I only heard that there is a miracle medicine here!" A genius in the crowd shouted.
Cui Jianlu didn't blame the other party, he nodded and said: "Not bad."
"The magic medicine is in his palace."
"Whoever has the ability can take the magic medicine after defeating him."
"He's just a little madman, I will behead him within ten seconds!" The genius of the Five Elements Mighty Virtue Alliance sneered.
Then he said: "It is said that Chu Xingluo, the descendant of the Sun and Moon King, is so powerful. He is listed on the Holy Master list, but he can't even take down a pawn. It's all in vain that he has such a big name..."
Emperor Anhuang of the Tang Dynasty sneered: "Victory with more is less than using force."
Tang Anhuang's words made all the geniuses think about it.
Although they are the younger generation, they still want to save face. Besides, young people don't think they are weaker than anyone, so how can they be willing to take action at this time?
Cui Jianlu added fire: "Why I say this is an opportunity for enlightenment? It's not just the magic medicine of the palace, but also because the person who took action is not a monk at all."
"Not a monk?!"
"good."
"You can see the six-foot dark man and the treasure in his hand."
"What does this mean?"
"He is the weapon spirit of that treasure." Cui Jianlu said slowly.
After the words fell, Dong Xuantian's Wang Yuwei's eyes suddenly widened.
Weapon Spirit Treasures are indeed extremely precious, but ordinary Weapon Spirit Treasures cannot move him. However, this Weapon Spirit Treasure possesses the path of life and death.
Taking charge of this team, Wang Yuwei is confident that he will become the top among the younger generation.
And in this way, we can understand life and death and enter the fourth step.
'He is not an enemy of the Tao at all, he is an opportunity of the Tao.'
"What?!"
…
Chu Xingluo, who had fought against the green-faced Ghost Sage twice, completely understood the meaning of the Ghost Sage's words.
He's not two against one.
From beginning to end, what he faced was the weapon spirit of Zunhun Banner.
A weapon spirit with the Yin and Yang Dao.
Chu Xingluo, who understood everything, looked at Shou He, then turned his gaze back, suppressing the excitement in his chest.
He said calmly: "I am the genius of the Xuanmen Tianmen Holy Land. I am a candidate to be the next Lord of the Holy Land. I have learned from the Taoist Lord and passed on the ancient king's inheritance. My Taoist friend is so magical that he should not be buried here."
Shou He's heart tightened.
After taking action twice to see clearly the old god's feet, the man began to persuade him to surrender.
Compared with the other person, his life span is so poor.
Anyone in Tushanjun's position should think carefully.
You might even surrender early.
Even humans are like this, let alone green-faced and fanged evil spirits.
In the eyes of many people, evil spirits and demons are the best at sizing up situations and knowing who to follow has the best future. Even if they rebel on the spot, it is reasonable.
However, the look of the evil ghost in the top corner has not changed from beginning to end.
His gaze swept across the sky, but he didn't blame Chu Xingluo.
The one who came today might be Chu Xingluo or someone else. At least Chu Xingluo still had some energy.
Tushanjun doesn't want to kill anyone.
I also don’t want to treat the other party as a target to kill chickens and scare monkeys.
Tu Shanjun, who was standing above the ruins, glanced at Chu Xingluo and said coldly: "Fellow Taoist, please leave. If you die in my hands, there will be no good end."
Chen Yufei, the genius of the Five Directions Weide Dharma Alliance, suddenly fell down and stopped in mid-air.
The five-color clouds are dense, and the treasure wheel rotates and blooms with divine light: "Who can't tell big words? You have to surrender today. If you don't surrender, I will kill him first and then capture you. Even if you are a weapon spirit, you can survive."
How many means!"
"Boy!"
"Hand over the treasure and I will spare your life." Chen Yufei looked at the thin black man holding the flag.
The man clutched the soul flag tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand were visible.
Infinite anger burns in my heart.
When I was a child, my father thought my mother had abandoned me, so when I finally grew up, I had to be ordered to give up my wife, and now I have to hand over the magic weapon that made me safe and sound.
Why is this world so cruel?
Is it just because I am weak?
But now he is no longer weak.
If gods and immortals cannot hear their own cries, they will certainly hear the whispers of death.
Shou He stood on the ruins, and the king of Wanning County came back again.
There is no difference between the world of big people and the world of little people.
He seemed to be standing on his own land.
Spit: "Get out! Or die!"
"court death!"
Chen Yufei was furious.
An ant who didn't know what kind of ghost magic he had practiced, and who didn't even have any fluctuations in magic power as if he was imitating an ancient beast, was disrespectful to him.
But it was better this way. He finally had an excuse to act openly, and then obtained the rare treasure after killing him.
A treasure wheel spun out from behind Chen Yufei.
The Baolun suddenly decomposed.
The five-color black light turned into five terrifying magic swords.
The green-faced ghost saint in black and red robes moved.
A punch was delivered.
The five-color divine sword encompassing heaven and earth was about to cut through everything, but was caught by an iron fist. The holy weapon's sword energy tore through the ghost saint's flesh and blood, but was forcibly crushed by the hovering black bones and turned into nothingness.
That torn fist was filled with black and red hot steam.
laugh!
The fists and palms returned to their original shape as if they were traveling back in time.
All this happened so fast, Chen Yufei was surprised that when his magical power was eliminated, his fist was already in front of him
Bang!
The body's protective energy collapsed.
The divine light of the treasure armor was eroded by the unknown aura.
The handsome white jade face immediately opened a dyeing workshop.
Forcibly, Chen Yufei's head was squeezed and deformed.
It wasn't until the protective treasure was activated that the distance was opened.
Tu Shanjun ignored it indifferently.
The fist is like a full bow.
Like the wild moon, it shines on the land of ancient and modern times.
"Swallow the soul!"
Punch out.
Everyone watching the battle seemed to see a giant ghost that wanted to swallow the sky crawling out of the endless abyss.
He roared and took action, trying to devour and bury everything.
The vision that emerged from this terrifying inspiration shocked everyone.
Several of the boxing masters were astonished and even had expressions of disbelief.