I don’t know who shouted: “Once you let him kill the enemy, your boxing skills will be perfected!”
They are all the proud saints of the great sects. Each of them has extraordinary eyesight and has long noticed the differences in the spirit of the weapons.
Unexpectedly, Qi Ling hit Chen Yufei of the Weide Law Alliance with one punch and was unable to parry.
Once he kills Chen Yufei and improves his boxing skills, who among the younger generation will be his opponent?
"Help!"
As soon as the words fell, divine light suddenly appeared.
The Sendai chariot crashed down from the distant sky.
He wants to smash the monks of Full Moon Changfist to death.
As a last resort.
The boxing path changed and went straight to Sendai.
Boom!
The Sendai chariot was shattered by a punch, torn apart and turned into ruins all over the sky.
Coming out of the void was a handsome and slightly coquettish young man, "Do you recognize me?!"
The young man holding the Yin-Yang Heart-Severing Sword said to himself without waiting for the Ghost King to answer: "The weapon spirit must not be so rampant. I am Liu Yanghe of the Hehuan Sect."
The excitement and joy in his eyes were beyond words, and he said loudly: "Cui Jianlu didn't lose unjustly. If he didn't lose, how could I have any chance!"
Buzz.
Another figure stood on top of the cloud, it was Wang Yuwei of Dongxuantian, saying, "Brother Liu, does he want to swallow the treasure for himself?"
"Why don't you let me get involved too."
Xun Gui looked at Wang Yuwei with a smile, as if he wanted to persuade him to retreat.
"Amitabha."
"According to the decree of the Buddha, we retrieve the divine weapon." The monk in robes stopped among the rolling clouds and bowed: "I hope all fellow Taoists will give me a favor as a Buddhist disciple."
While speaking, he also looked at Xuannan who was watching the battle. He opened his mouth and moved but there was no sound.
It should be a message sent to Xuannan about something.
"Oh, when did a bald donkey need magic weapons?"
The young man in Taoist robes immediately stepped on the clouds under the instruction of Emperor Tang An.
"Fellow Taoist, we meet again."
Cui Jianlu also walked down, smiling and looking at the green-faced evil ghost who was surrounded in the center and being judged by everyone.
Tu Shanjun frowned slightly.
This time I met Cui Jianlu, why was his temperament so different from the last time?
Tu Shanjun snorted and had no words.
Last time the Zunhun Banner failed to capture Cui Jianlu's Yin Shen, it should be because there was no Yin Shen in that body at all.
It's just an incarnation created by the other party using the ability of the Taoist body.
But this time, since Cui Jianlu is confident that he can disturb the muddy waters and still benefit, he must exert his due strength, so that the soul will reside in his body.
Regardless of whether it is the Yin God, the Yang God, or the Dharma, even a trace of one of the three gods is enough.
Wang Yuwei immediately interrupted the two people's "reminiscing about the past" and said coldly: "Stop gossiping. Whoever can get the treasure speaks based on his ability!"
Since the ancestors of all parties have already advised me, Guxian Tower and Shangqing Taoist Sect will act as guarantees.
Then this fight is fairly fair.
At least those Dao Lord ancestors will not end so early.
Even if they are old and about to die, they would not dare to offend Guxian Tower and Shangqing Taoist Sect at the same time, because at least they are not dead yet.
"Dao Hengtian."
"The road to life and death is open!"
Wang Yuwei knew that he was weaker and had to seize the opportunity.
As his path of life and death unfolded in the sky, real cracks appeared in the already crumbling God's Forbidden Land.
The manifestation of the pattern of life and death made the destruction of the Divine Forbidden City faster, but now he didn't care much.
"Well done to you Wang Yuwei!"
The cultivators were furious.
As they became angry, they took action one after another, as if they were about to start a melee.
The red-haired ghost saint who was in the middle of the chaos was naturally not immune.
Tu Shanjun knew that this battle was inevitable.
Moreover, the target of the geniuses is him. Even if they will attack each other, the ultimate target is still Shou He behind him. Thinking of this, Tushanjun also decided not to hide any strength.
Twist.
The formation of the temple was completely revealed.
The battle formation uses soul flags as the formation's eyes to protect Shou He and the magical medicine of flat peach.
This was a back-up plan arranged by Tushanjun a long time ago.
It was also the first time that he walked out of this place in his main soul body.
It certainly has its uses.
"bring it on!"
Raise your hand to take it.
The green iron banner of the Saint Soldier's Self-respecting Soul Banner flew out and landed steadily in Tushanjun's green and white ghost hands.
A total of more than ten geniuses were gathered.
Purple-black lines converge from both corners.
The black and red eyes emitted two blazing lights.
Blue and white ghost hand seal.
His fangs shook and he chanted the spell.
The hair crown falls off.
Robe hunting.
The hoarse voice of the evil spirit from Tianyuan came.
"Three thousand pieces of gold medal, behead me to ascend to the immortal coffin."
"Ascend to heaven's will through enlightenment, cultivate the Tao and the demonic body!"
"Ascending Immortal."
"start!"
After using the great magical power and secret technique, Tushanjun's face seemed to have two extra masks.
One side is silvery and white, like a banished immortal king, and is magical and extraordinary.
The other side is like the devil in the endless abyss, full of evil intentions.
In the center of the Immortal Lord and the Demon Lord is a green-faced evil ghost.
The three-color streamer is facing white, green and black.
"The great ancient magic of Taiyi Shengxian Sect?!"
All the geniuses were shocked.
I didn't expect this weapon spirit to know so many things.
He even knows how to ascend to immortality.
However, none of them thought that this was a treasure of Taiyi Shengxian Sect. There were many things in the Qi Ling Association. If he knew which spell belonged to that family, there would be a lot to tear apart.
Even if the monks of Taiyi Shengxian Sect were to face him, they would never admit the ownership of the weapon spirit.
Moreover, the large formation behind the weapon spirit is also extraordinary.
It looks like the aftertaste of an ancient formation, but it also disperses the cold wind and strange fog, spreading like silt into the sky and covering the earth.
Under the Immortal Ascension Technique, Tu Shanjun's spiritual aura has already reached a peak.
One step fell, and the marks were carved.
Even heaven and earth can no longer accommodate him.
The fluctuations broke free of the divine restraint, making everyone who was originally suppressed feel a sense of relief, as if the oxygen masks on their faces were finally removed and they could breathe freely and naturally.
Tushanjun, who tore apart the sky and the earth, suddenly disappeared.
In an instant, I only saw him appearing in front of the genius of the Weide Law Alliance.
Chen Yufei's liver and gallbladder were split apart when he saw the great repair of one or three identical bodies coming.
Suddenly the universe of saints will appear.
Open up the dharma that reaches heaven.
However, he was still too slow. The universe had been crushed by a hammer before it could replace this world. The flame at the end of the hammer seemed to be never extinguished.
boom.
The hammer fell.
The armor's scales and shell could not withstand the shattering, and his body also suffered horrific damage.
The backhand that the ancestor of the sect left for him to save his life was completely triggered. Unfortunately, he himself felt as if he had been hit hard by a millstone on the road, and his whole body could no longer lift any strength.
He fell into the sky in the raging fire of karma, not knowing whether he would live or die.
The moment Tu Shanjun took action, Hehuan Sect Liu Yanghe also moved.
The Yin-Yang Heart-Severing Sword splits the space and cuts into the heart.
The moment Tu Shanjun turned around, he knew that the holy weapon in his hand was no match for the Heart-Deplacing Sword. The holy weapon and the divine weapon seemed to be one word apart, but in reality they were worlds apart.
When the divine weapon was chopped down, a deep long mark immediately appeared on the holy weapon in his hand.
How appalling this is.
One of the holy soldiers was almost cut apart by a sword.
If this sword was not resisted by the saint soldiers and struck the person's body solidly, not to mention being cut in half instantly, the saint's world inside his body would be cut open. It would really be like dividing yin and yang with one sword.
Among so many geniuses, Liu Yanghe of the Hehuan Sect is undoubtedly the top one. No wonder he disdains Cui Jianlu.
Boom!
The drum of reincarnation beats.
Cui Jianlu flipped the small drum in his hand, and the thunderous sound of the road turned into a millstone of reincarnation, trying to crush Tushanjun completely to death.
Maybe he came to fulfill his promise.
boom.
The red-haired Tushanjun, who was shouldering the heavy pressure of the road, was severely shaken.
"kill!"
Wang Yuwei's twin shovels of life and death went straight to the forehead of the three-phase dharma body.
"Let's take action together!"
The Taoist and Buddhist monks also took action, and the other geniuses scrambled to take the lead.
Even Emperor Tang An, who was still in the outer heaven, was a little moved, but he still didn't take action.
Master Ruzang, who was leading the young novice monk, did not participate in this chaotic battle.
Many of the remaining ones were not even qualified to participate in the war. At the moment when the Avenue of Reincarnation vibrated with the sound of drums, many monks could barely hold up the body-protecting Qi, and they still inevitably suffered from bleeding from their seven orifices.
…
All kinds of magical powers and ancient treasures completely overwhelmed the red-haired ghost saint.
The monks who participated in the war were all talented people, and they all had well-known names in China.
Even Tu Shanjun, who had mastered the art of ascending to immortality, was tired of dealing with it. He was often blocking one and then being blocked by another, and he couldn't even use the magic.
…
"Senior, my master...!"
The hook-nosed monks who were watching the battle were shocked and nervous, and their foreheads were covered with beads of sweat even when they were not present.
"The battle at Tushan was very dangerous."
The monk wearing a bamboo hat continued: "Unless he abandons the big formation behind him and forms formations in ten directions, he still has a chance to win."
The demon standing beside him widened his eyes, fearing that he would miss something, and tightly guarded the joy on his face. He had been looking forward to the death of the old demon for hundreds of years. Could it be that this time he would be able to see the old demon die?
In front of yourself?
As soon as his thoughts changed, the devil lost interest.
If you really want to kill the old devil, you have to give him no chance.
Obviously, as a demon, it can't do it.
…
Tu Shanjun did not remove the formations from all directions, nor did the Ghost King appear again.
I only saw the mask-like Immortal Lord and Demon Lord seeming to be struggling.
Tear.
Dao rhyme fluctuates.
Half of the face was torn open and turned into a complete head.
The immortal king, the demon king, and the evil ghost divided into three heads.
The Immortal Lord wore wild silver hair.
The devil dances with black hair.
The evil ghost is still scarlet.
Not only did the head that fit together separate, but the shoulders also slowly separated, and four arms sprouted out.
The seal carving patterns on the Immortal Lord's arms make those arms glow with silvery white light. Even the pair of fleshy palms are particularly sacred. Platinum-like oval-shaped nails are inlaid on the palms, reaching towards the distant sky.
The Demon King does exactly the same thing.
However, his palms were filled with black energy, like a demon from outside the sky.
call out!
Two more holy soldiers flew out from the iron surface of the soul flag.
Falling into the hands of the Immortal Lord and the Demon King.
The six arms wield three holy weapons.
Immediately grasp the situation in all directions.
Drip, drop, drop.
It's like the ancient emperor resurrected in military tactics.
…
Xuande called out to Amitabha, then looked at Emperor Tang An and asked, "Is it true or false?"
"It's all true!"
Tang Anhuang opened his mouth wide in surprise.
He also thought that the ghost king's three heads and six arms were imitations of supernatural powers.
You must know that even among the younger generation of Taiyi Shengxian Sect, there is no one who can use the Ascension Technique to this extent, let alone improve it to a higher level on the basis of the Immortal Ascension Technique.
The separated Immortal Lord and Demon King are not incarnations at all, they are also the original deity!
Xuannan asked again: "Isn't this the one-qi-melting-three-purity thing that you press at the bottom of the box in your Taoist sect?"
Tang Anhuang looked confused.
Written all over: 'I don't know!'
no?
Who is a Taoist disciple?
XuanNan has a look on his face, you can see if I believe it or not.
I have used all my tricks like this, and I still pretend to be confused while pretending to understand.
It has to be said that Taoists are all masters at pretending to be confused. The old ones can do it well, and the young ones are not bad at it either. At such a young age, they are already acting flawlessly. No wonder Tang Anhuang is known as his senior brother.
…
"The future life is to be feared."
Mr. Wei Laodao, who was sitting here, let out a long sigh.
Where did the Grandmaster find such a monster?
Monster is good.
If it weren't for monsters, we really wouldn't be able to open up the situation.
However, why didn't he hear any news? Is it kept secret like this from him?
Mr. Wei Laodao was undecided, it was not going to end well anymore.
And until now...
Someone is going to die.
The ghost king who wields three heads and six arms is not a good person at all.
If he was given enough time, all the prodigies who besieged him, except Liu Yanghe and Cui Jianlu, would die here.
Even Taomen cannot bear such a huge responsibility.