Two hundred and thirty nine chapters: Fu Sha Taoist
What Wei Tian uses is to use his own true energy to make a whistling sound, which is used to shock the enemy's eardrums, thereby causing hallucinations, ranging from insanity to death on the spot. It is even better than the Tianluo Sound of the Maoshan Sect.
If Lang Shuoyang hadn't eaten the brain spirit bead of a thousand-year-old turtle and greatly increased his energy, he might not have been able to resist it at this time. Although Wanrou was further away, her true energy foundation was too shallow, and she would go crazy in the blink of an eye.
As soon as Ah Mi on the side saw Wei Tian raising his head and roaring, he knew that he was going to use the soul-shaking roar of nature, and hurriedly ran towards the seaside. Seeing that Wanrou was shaking with her ears covered, he pulled her and ran towards the seaside, jumping into the sea water.
The beautiful ghost who was watching the excitement on Huju Cliff just now was so shocked that her soul left her body and she fell down the cliff.
Lang Shuoyang swayed twice and hurriedly protected himself with the Meditation and Soul-Calming Mantra. Resisting the headache, he jumped forward, stabbed his chest, and shouted: "An ominous thing has descended from the sky, bringing disaster to people in all directions. Qingling's Tianshou, the divine light."
Break the false body, borrow the light of heaven, destroy ghosts and monsters!" After using the divine sword technique, he will attack Wei Tian.
Fo Tian took out a handkerchief from his arms, shook it in the wind, and turned it into a curtain about ten feet square, covering Lang Shuoyang's sight and blocking his sharp blow.
Lang Shuoyang's Divine Sword Technique was so powerful that with a "peng" sound, his cloth wall was shattered into pieces, but behind the cloth wall, there was no trace of Wei Tian.
Wei Tian's roar was still incessant, as if it came from all directions, and his location was not known at all. While Lang Shuoyang resisted with all his strength, he looked around for Wei Tian with his divine light.
Suddenly, Fo Tian appeared in front of Lang Shuoyang. Just as Lang Shuoyang was about to attack, two more Fo Tian appeared on both sides.
Looking back again, there was also a Weitian behind him. The four ghost kings were exactly the same. Lang Shuoyang was immediately dumbfounded. He didn't know which one was the real body and which one was the false one. He didn't expect that this ghost king could actually use the clone method.
Ordinary ghosts use clones to confuse people's will and cause hallucinations. If they are ignored at all, they will not cause harm to people. However, this ghost king's clone actually made Lang Shuoyang, who has clairvoyance and has passed the Hunyuan Dafa.
A mage at the fifth level cannot tell which one is true and which one has offensive power.
Lang Shuoyang quickly waved his divine light, recited the Vajra Mantra to protect himself, and watched the changes quietly.
The four Weitian waved their palms at the same time, their fingertips all exposed their sword energy, and they attacked Lang Shuoyang at the same time.
At this time, the roaring that defied the sky did not stop for a while.
Suddenly an idea flashed in Lang Shuoyang's mind, and he carefully discerned Wei Tian's voice. He suddenly gathered his true energy and struck a short tree behind him with one palm. A five-thunder divine palm, as powerful as thunder, actually hit the four attacking people.
Wei Tian ignored it and allowed the sword energy to stab him.
It turned out that these four Weitian were all fake. If they had not taken action, Lang Shuoyang would have been hard to recognize for a moment. As soon as they took action, Lang Shuoyang immediately felt that their sword energy could not harm him at all, but only disturbed his fantasy, and
The real Weitian is hiding behind that short tree, still making a soul-stirring whistle.
Lang Shuoyang struck with the Five Thunder Divine Palm, Feitian quickly flew back, and a short tree was broken by the blast.
Weitian couldn't help but admire Lang Shuoyang's judgment and mental endurance. He remained calm in the face of danger. He was truly a fighting elite!
Although Lang Shuoyang broke the illusion, he still needed a lot of energy to resist Wei Tian's roar. If this continues, he will definitely be exhausted in less than ten minutes. When the time comes, Wei Tian launches another attack, and it may be difficult to resist.
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At this moment, a very thin voice sounded: "Weitian, are you bullying the juniors here again?"
The voice does not sound loud, but it is clear to your ears, as if it is whispering in your ear, but there is no one nearby at all, and the speaker is clearly far away. Amidst the roaring sound that is like thunder, there is no sound at all.
I don't feel that I can't hear clearly, the sound is soft and it is very comfortable to listen to.
Just this sentence, it was as if someone had stabbed a needle in my heart, and my vitality was suddenly hurt, just like a small eye was pricked in a fully inflated rubber ball. This sound was a sneak attack.
He, and only he, knew that his powerful enemy had arrived.
As soon as his whistling stopped, Lang Shuoyang suddenly felt that the big stone in his chest was gone, and it became much easier to exhale.
Lang Shuoyang looked back at the seaside, and a tall and tall man dressed as a Taoist priest appeared. He had a face as good as jade, handsome features, and looked to be in his thirties. Not far behind him was Wan, who was soaked all over.
The true form of Rourou, the fierce ghost Ami.
This man was walking in the dust, as if he was walking very slowly, but he was there in an instant.
With a smile on his face, he said: "Guitian, you are so powerful. You scared the shit out of these kids. Do you think it's fun?"
Fo Tian snorted: "Fu Sha, I knew you would find this place. Didn't that bitch Han Lifei come?"
When Lang Shuoyang heard this, he couldn't help being surprised. He didn't expect that the seemingly weak Taoist priest in front of him turned out to be the rebellious Fusha Taoist of Maoshan mentioned by Long Meizi! But he looked like he was only in his thirties at most, and the Fusha Taoist Long Meizi said was at least seven years old.
He is eighty years old, does he have the same name? Looking at the angry face of Wei Tian, he thought to himself, by the way, Wei Tian is already hundreds of years old, and he still looks like a tree in the wind! But he is the King of Ghosts,
He can change his body shape. This Fusha should be a living person, can he also change his body shape? Or does he have the power of immortality?
At this time, Fusha glanced at Lang Shuoyang, said "Hey", as if he was a little surprised, and said: "Aren't you Lang Shuoyang from the Maoshan sect? Did you hurt Monk Tuishan?"
Lang Shuoyang nodded and said: "I am a disciple of Lang Zixuan, the Emei branch of the Maoshan sect, Lang Shuoyang, the 107th generation head master. Are you the Fu Sha of Emei?"
Fusha nodded, then shook his head: "So the old Taoist nun passed on the position to you. I thought he would pass it on to her proud disciple Lang Zixuan! But it seems that you are stronger than Lang Zixuan!"
Although he did not answer Lang Shuoyang's questions, he already admitted that he was the Fusha of Mount Emei.
At this time, Fo Tian asked: "Fu Sha, last time you hooked up with that bitch Han Lifei and you were lucky enough to win against me. How many helpers did you bring this time?"
Fusha said: "I have known for a long time that you have been hiding here and raising a lot of female companions, but since your injury is not healed, it is not good to come and take care of you while your injury is not healed. I am here today.
I'm here to find the person who injured my disciple, but I can also settle the grudge between you and me." After saying that, he turned back to Lang Shuoyang and said, "Monk Zhufeng said that the person who fought them was a good friend of his former master. I thought he was.
Where are the masters from the Longhu Mountain lineage? It turns out they are my own people in Maoshan, so it doesn’t matter. Where is your master?"
Lang Shuoyang was speechless immediately. He pulled his finger and let Wanrou lose it. He couldn't say this. He hesitated and said, "I didn't bring it with me."
Fu Sha nodded: "Although you are considered the best among the younger generation, it is better to be careful. The outside world is still very dangerous."