The strong evil spirit above a large lake formed large lead clouds in the sky. Birds disappeared and fish disappeared.
There are three characters written on the gatehouse at the entrance of the Sword Tomb: Fu Xie Tie.
Bai Zimo came here secretly last night and did some hard work when he went back to find out the history behind the sword tomb.
In early ancient times, there was a god-man in the Western world named Dayue Yaochang, who was the grandson of Dayu.
He only lived for seven hundred years in the world. In the first hundred years, he killed many monsters, dragons and evil dragons in the black water in the south. In the next two hundred years, he killed many drought-stricken monsters under the red water in the Western Wasteland. In the next hundred years, he spent the next hundred years in the bitter cold in the north.
The earth killed countless frost monsters and snow spirits. In another hundred years, he went to the eastern realm of sea and sky and subdued thousands of earth spirits, ghosts and immortals. In the last two hundred years, the world was at peace, and he sat at the foot of Kunlun Mountain and waited for his emergence.
After he emerged, he left behind a corpse that no demon or ghost in the world dared to harm. The bones were eroded and weathered by the years, condensed together, and turned into a stone to suppress evil and suppress evil.
When everyone walked into the sword tomb, the large lake was suddenly separated by a powerful sword energy, revealing the mud at the bottom of the lake, which was then blown dry by the sword wind.
Countless Xiangshu's minions are floating in the water. They are very different from those in other sword tombs. They are not degenerated by human beings, but are mostly monsters, demons and ghosts. Their shapes are scary in nature. After being twisted and turned into demons, one by one
Already extremely strange, there are nine-headed ghost-faced dragons, strange human-headed trees, Buddha-faced evil spiders, and other terrifying entities that are beyond the endurance of ordinary people. Ordinary people will fall into madness upon seeing them.
Fortunately, the sword energy in the middle of the lake repels these evil creatures behind the water wall, leaving a large, spacious and dry passage.
Taiwu Xixi was already prepared for a hard fight, but was greatly surprised when he saw this strange situation.
The owner of the sword tomb here disdains the heretics as his vassals and directly calls on everyone to face him.
So arrogant and resolute!
Lu Zhengkang took the lead and walked toward the center of the lake.
The turbid black lake water on both sides was resisted by the sword energy, and the walls were smooth. Facing the pale sunlight leaking through the lead clouds, it was as smooth as crystal. The greedy and coveting demons were like the enemies in the murals, wild and ferocious.
Bai Zimo was stimulated by the sword energy, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit. He was like a poplar tree standing in a dust storm, determined not to fall.
Wang Ping'an carefully looked at Taiwu's stubborn face. She was struggling to resist the impact of the sword that filled the world. The Taoist smiled gently. If you realize your weakness, let the path of the strong be opened, even at the cost.
This is something neither you nor I want to accept.
In the middle of the lake.
A simple tomb.
Taiwu Xixi used the hilt of his sword to unseal the tomb door.
A ten-foot-tall white-haired strong man walked out. His whole body was covered in scars. He didn't look like a complete human body, but more like a polymer of scars.
The gray clothes are simple and plain, stained with dots of black stains, but they are the blood of demons. The evil spirit is steaming, turning into a gloomy mist. The strong man holds a broad sword and shouts loudly from the hazy smoke.
"The sky is thick and the earth is bright. Why are there so many evil things that can't be killed or eliminated?" He pointed at Lu Zhengkang with his sword, "Who are you? I'm afraid you're not a deer monster! That's right, no matter what.
You are a Buddha or a demon, you are both inhumane and must be killed!"
Taiwu Xixi was not targeted for the first time at the Sword Tomb. It turned out that Dayue Yaochang was more obsessed with demons and ghosts than Xiangshu's mission. The little girl saw this white-haired Tie Hanhan and directly provoked the Buddha.
I laughed out loud immediately.
The remaining two Taoist priests and even the five little strangers also laughed.
Little Mo Nu couldn't even hold on to the flower branches. She covered her lips with her hands and said softly: "This reckless man should suffer a loss."
Dayue Yao often has a heart as strong as iron, and the divine sword Fuxie Iron in his hand turns into a long staff and dances wildly, but it is the Shaolin God's first-level martial arts Bodhidharma staff technique!
Lu Zhengkang showed some nostalgia, thinking of Abbot Zi Xing.
Shaolin is no longer the Buddhist temple. Instead, it has become a secular sect, where Buddhists and Taoists marry normally and exchange martial arts and Buddhism.
Yigu Villa is now a very popular attraction. After all, it is the place where Buddha lived...
He was distracted here. Dayue Yao would never show mercy to a deer demon. He hit his long staff directly between his eyebrows. His ten thousand years of martial arts will was refined and pure. He condensed his soul, held the divine sword, and sat high in the sky for nine days.
Heiyun, what a peerless divine general who can suppress prisons and subjugate evil!
No existence can escape from the battle circle and can only withstand the swordsman's violent attack. This is Fu Xie Tie's magical power.
The iron staff transformed from the Divine Sword suddenly encountered huge resistance three feet in front of Lu Zhengkang. Dayue Yaochang let out a low roar, and the forty-eight postures of Bodhidharma's staff surged.
Lu Zhengkang was not in a hurry to kill him, but raised his palm to challenge him.
The white-haired god praised: "What a powerful demon! Even I can't defeat it. It seems that the day to sacrifice one's life for righteousness is now!"
The chubby little Wei Qi who was watching was stunned when he heard that he had sacrificed his life for righteousness. The image of Dayue Yaochang suddenly rose up in his eyes. Xiao Wei Qi nodded seriously, "Encourage him! Encourage him!"
Taiwu screamed strangely, rushed over and grabbed Wei Qi's round face, "What's going on, you white-eyed wolf! How can you gain other people's ambition and destroy your own prestige?"
Fatty stood up and put on a serious face, but was immediately crushed by the younger sister, but he still tried his best to tell the truth: "I think that big brother is right!"
"Your lunch is gone."
"I was wrong."
Lu Zhengkang was amused by the two living treasures behind him, and then he looked at Dayue Yaochang seriously and sighed: "You can take action, I have decided to give you a dignified death."
The long staff in Dayue Yaochang's hand transformed again, but it turned into a pair of iron pestles.
He leaned down, put on an air of indifference, and his aura had turned into substance on the surface of his body. They were the remnant souls of countless evil things he had killed, twisting together and letting out a heart-rending roar.
Infinite Vajra Sect's pestle method is the best in the world, and the ultimate level of Vajra Sect's pestle method is only the second level.
Dayue Yao often emerged in Kunlun Mountain, and it is said that he is indeed related to the King Kong Sect.
Now he wants to use his most famous trick.
Naturally, it is much more profound than the second-level Fudo Mingou Pestle.
The history of Taiwu's world is complicated, and many magical powers have been lost over the years.
This move has never been handed down from generation to generation.
The first level of super god, destroy the god and destroy the world.
Lu Zhengkang also raised his palm.
First level super god, Buddha's clumsy hand.
The Taoist priest's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Enter the Pure Land quickly!"
Taiwu Xixi and Bai Zimo did not dare to stay and watch the battle, so they took a few eager little strangers and fled back to the Pure Land.
At the critical moment, the night-view mirror suddenly closed, and a circle of air waves that reached the sky and extinguished the earth slowly spread.
The separated lake water touched the air ring and silently dispersed into mist.
The monster in the lake turned into powder in fear.
The vast lakes thousands of miles away and the hills in the distance were all leveled.
A huge amount of lake water rose into the air and turned into heavy rain.
Lu Zhengkang stood in the rain curtain with his hands behind his back.
Dayue Yao often sat down and hung his head, asking: "How many demons are there in the world?"
"You can go see it yourself."
"No chance."
His body slowly turned to stone, and after saying the last sentence, he had become a vague statue.
Even though he is dead, his spirit is still majestic.
"Good man." Lu Zhengkang praised.
The sword hilt changes shape.
A gray-haired boy walked out with a heavy sword and his head held high. The first thing he said when they met was: "You deer monster! I'm not afraid of you!"
