"Mother, hurry up, there is something good in this Yinghuodao Palace!"
If it were a time of peace, Yin Xuege would never take the risk and drag his mother into Yinghuo Dao Palace! Although he has the magical talisman left by Lord Canglan in his hand, who knows how much risk there is in Yinghuodao Palace
But now three powerful figures from the upper realm are fighting at the door. Their casual blows will easily kill everyone else present. Instead of standing in the square and praying that these three powerful men would not accidentally injure themselves, it would be better to break into Yinghuo Dao Palace to seek a chance.
Yin Xuege spurted out a fairy light from his palm, turned into a spiritual cloud and enveloped his group, and headed towards the bed of Yinghuodao Palace as fast as lightning. He glanced sideways at the others. At this glance, he realized that there were so many people on the field, and they all had good things!
In addition to the Yin Blood Singer who released the fairy light from the magical talisman to protect his group, there were also Yin Tianjue and several other elders of the Yin clan and the three werewolf kings. There were several groups of light in other squares that were rapidly heading towards the Yinghuo Dao Palace. .
On top of Wanxie Bone King's head is a black magic weapon made from the skull of the Seven-Horned Ghost King, which is emitting seven rays of black light covering his whole body. The flames that Chris sprayed enveloped the entire square, burning the black light on the surface of his body, but it did not hurt a single bone in his body. Seeing Yin Xuege looking towards him, the Wanxie Bone King flew quickly and had time to nod and laugh at Yin Xuege.
The same is true for Princess Jiuyin and Granny Mang. They both used obviously extraordinary magic weapons to protect their whole bodies. They were surrounded by auspicious light and flew rapidly towards Yinghuo Dao Palace under the clouds.
On the side of the famous upright sect, Number One Dahan held two heavy maces and slashed forward with two dragon-like golden lights. A golden seal of nine dragons above his head spurted out a large ray of light, protecting Number One Suan Ni and several other five people around him. A monk from the Great Immortal Clan.
A white-bearded old Taoist unknown to Yin Xuege held a purple jade Ruyi on his head, and released twelve purple lotus flowers surrounding his body. Dots of lotus petals continued to fall from the lotus flowers, and a hundred-meter-wide ball of pure air swayed to protect his side. Seven or eight old men in Taoist attire. These are monks from several Taoist sects among the Nine Immortal Sects. They also have treasures to protect themselves, which are enough to withstand the flames released by Chris.
A sturdy monk who is over two meters and fifty tall and as tall as a Vajra giant holds a giant vajra pestle and an eighty-foot-tall seven-jewel inlaid relic Buddha light tower on his shoulders. He emits tens of thousands of feet of Buddha's light, step by step. approaching Yinghuo Dao Palace. Behind him followed five old monks wearing red cassocks and golden monk's robes. Each of them was solemn and recited the Diamond Sutra loudly.
This is where the monks from the Eastern and Western cultivation circles show their talents. From the magical weapons they sacrificed, it can be seen that they have powerful beings to rely on. Otherwise, how could there be so many powerful magical weapons remaining in the world since the Age of Ending Dharma? Come down
The scene on the Human Alliance side made Yin Xuege astonished.
Led by a middle-aged man wearing ancient Western aristocratic clothing, a dozen strong men from human city-states lined up in neat lines, also striding towards the main entrance of Yinghuo Dao Palace. There is a hazy golden light floating above the heads of these strong men of human city-states. A nine-foot-nine-foot-tall golden statue with three heads and six arms is covered with jewelry and is sitting cross-legged in the golden light. It is spraying out a large golden glow to protect these people.
The golden body with three heads and six arms. Seeing this strange image, Yin Xuege looked at the Buddhist monks in surprise.
The image of three heads and six arms is so deeply rooted in people's hearts that even secular people in today's world know that this is the golden body revealed by some people with great magical powers and powers in Buddhism. But why do the powerful golden bodies of Buddhism appear above the heads of these powerful people in human city-states
Yin Xuege couldn't understand what he saw and heard, but Yin Tianjue suddenly laughed sarcastically: "Xuege, remember the guy in the lead, his name is Hamlet, a very disgusting guy. It seems that they I have also found a backer in the upper realm! This golden body, hey, if that gentleman is right, the Buddhist golden body is actually learned from this clan!"
Yin Xuege turned around and looked at his ancestor in surprise.
Yin Tianjue snorted softly, and then nodded slowly: "These things have nothing to do with us. Yinghuo Daogong, we just want to get enough benefits. We are not greedy, and we do not do anything beyond the limit of our capabilities. It doesn’t matter.”
After a slight pause, Yin Tianjue lowered his voice: "If anything happens, come to Ancestor quickly, Ancestor also has a trump card to save his life!"
Yin Huangwu snorted, glanced sideways at Yin Tianjue, and muttered rudely: "Old guy, Your Highness Taiping is the royal orthodoxy of the Blood Zhao Immortal Dynasty today. Don't bring the Yin family into the ditch. Yes. Is the Lord you are looking for reliable?"
Yin Tianjue glanced at Yin Huangwu with a smile, and after pondering for a while, he gently reached out and patted Yin Xuege's head.
"Huang Wu, I know you are resentful of the decisions we old guys made back then! But the interests of the family are crucial. Blood Song is the real opportunity for our Yin clan to rise in the future. How can I delay him in the slightest? Princess Taiping is indeed The Xue Zhao Immortal Dynasty is a great big shot, but the person behind me is probably only higher than her."
Yin Huangwu was stunned. She looked at Yin Tianjue in surprise and suspicion.
Yin Tianjue nodded slowly and shook Yin Xuege's shoulder firmly: "Remember, if there is any danger, get close to me quickly."
Feeling the power in Yin Tianjue's palm, Yin Xuege hurriedly nodded in agreement, and then grabbed his mother's hand.
Yin Huangwu squeezed her son's hand hard, feeling the heat in Yin Xuege's palm, she snorted unwillingly and turned her head away proudly. There was a hint of blood shining in her eyes, and she didn't believe Yin Tianjue's words. Princess Taiping has a noble status and respected bloodline. She is a great figure in the blood demon clan in the upper realm. Yin Tianjue is trapped in the lower realm. How could he find someone more important than Princess Taiping
Several groups of people hurriedly rushed to see the main entrance of Yinghuo Dao Palace right in front of them.
Yin Xuege opened his natal bat wings and was about to break into Yinghuodao Palace when suddenly a colorful Buddha light fell silently from the sky. Yin Xuege bumped into this thin layer of Buddha's light. He felt hot all over his body, like a mouse jumping into a soup pot. Everyone heard the "chichichi" sound coming from the surface of Yin Xuige's skin. 'Crackling sound.
It was the sound of extremely high-temperature flames burning rocks. Black smoke emerged from Yin Xuege's skin. He howled in pain, and his body suddenly bounced back, bringing with it more than a dozen residual limbs. Shadow fled back in embarrassment.
He looked in the direction of the Buddhist monks with fear and anger, and saw the great monk carrying the relic banner glaring towards him majestically: "Evil heretics, you monsters, how dare you get involved?" This ancient Buddhist holy land?"
The white-bearded old man with a purple jade Ruyi floating above his head and auspicious light surrounding him was quickly approaching here. Hearing the angry shouts of the great monk, the white-bearded old Taoist couldn't help but laugh: "Jade-faced Tutuo, your words make no sense. Yinghuo Dojo is the place of my Taoist sect, and your Buddhist sect's holy land is in the Netherworld Valley of Nirvana Star. , it hasn’t been opened yet, do you want to seize Yinghuo Dojo or something?”
The old white-bearded Taoist pointed his finger rudely, and a palm-sized Bagua Mirror appeared in front of him. A ray of light spun rapidly in the Bagua mirror. The white-bearded old Taoist looked at the tall monk with bright eyes and shouted sternly: "Please all Buddhist fellow Taoists to withdraw from this place. Don't hurt the friendship between our two families! This Yinghuo Dojo, After all, it’s still ours!”
The jade-faced Tutu snorted lightly, knocked the huge relic building to the ground, and shouted sternly: "Such a beautiful scenery, a virtuous person can live here!"
Dozens of white relics flew up one after another from the relic building, eventually turning into forty-two white rainbows across the sky. The sky was filled with Buddhist light, which was not very lethal to the orthodox monks, but Yin Xuege and the other evil heretics were forced to retreat, and black smoke continued to rise from their bodies.
Even the strong men of human city-states had the three-headed and six-armed golden statues above their heads burned by the Buddha's light until they emitted a faint smoke. Tiny bubbles kept popping up on the surface of the golden statues, as if they were being melted. Like gum, the thick foam kept dripping down the golden body, making the solemn golden body look particularly vicious and ugly.
With a 'click' sound, the golden body of Dharma sitting on the golden cloud suddenly moved. He stood up, two golden lights shot out from his eyes, locked the jade-faced tutuo, and then directed a golden flame with his palm. The other party took the photo.
The palm of this Golden Body Dharma Sign has a radius of about 10 meters when opened, and the golden flame it brings is more than ten meters in size. His power is even more ridiculous. With one palm shot, he is still dozens of meters away from the Jade Faced Tutuo. The strong wind brought by this palm has forced the Buddha's light on the relic pillar to retreat far away.
The Jade-faced Tutu snorted coldly, and he made a seal with both hands on the treasure pillar. A round of colorful Buddha flames spurted out from the treasure pillar, and collided with the palm fiercely. The two collided with a loud noise, and Yin Xuege and others were forced to retreat continuously. The golden statues above the heads of everyone in the city also shook violently.
Dai Dahan, who was speeding forward at the side, laughed loudly and said with a loud laugh: "Jade-faced Tutuo, you monks from the Golden Buddha Temple, Ciyun Temple, and Qingliang Temple, just have fun with these monsters. Let’s take the first step!”
With a wave of his two heavy maces, the golden light like a dragon tore through the flames in the square and disappeared silently into the main entrance of Yinghuo Dao Palace. The golden gate of the Taoist Palace quietly opened, and a dense cloud of fairy light flowed out from the door like a wave of water, making a faint roaring sound.
After laughing a few times, First Dahan led a group of people from the five great immortal clans and was about to break into the Tao Palace.
The Wanxie Bone King on the side screamed "Slow down". He waved his hands, and dozens of Sangmen white bone arrows flew out with a harsh whistling sound, turning into dots of white light and hitting many immortal monks. The King of Wanxie Bones shouted sternly: "Everyone, it's time for this Yinghuo Dojo to change its owner! Under the orders of the Revolving Ghost King of the Netherworld, we have come to take control of the Yinghuo Dojo Palace!"
Following the scolding of the All-Evil Bone King, his robe suddenly tore open, and a large amount of ghost energy spurted out from the dark bones. From this thick, ink-like ghost aura walked out a six-meter-tall middle-aged man with a long beard and a cold and biting ghost aura. He had an upright and majestic face and was wearing a black dragon robe. .
The First Dahan was desperately waving his mace to fly away the bones of the Sangmen. When he suddenly saw the tall man in black, he immediately shouted angrily and led a group of monks from the five major immortal clans to rush towards the rear. retreat.
"This king is the ghost king of the ice prison of the Netherworld!"
As soon as the middle-aged man in the wild dragon robe appeared, he introduced himself to himself. Then he pulled out the sword at his waist, turned around and brought a dark sword light towards everyone in the city. The golden body above the head cut through.
"Buddhist thieves, let's work together to destroy this evildoer first, and then we'll talk about the rest!"
The words of the wheel-turning ghost king were cold and sinister, with a ruthless and sinister tone. But his attitude towards the people of these city-states was the same as that of Princess Taiping and Yang Shao - first they joined forces to fight each other, and then they talked about other things.
The jade-faced Tutu laughed a few times. He raised his head, two rays of golden light shot out from the distance, and looked deeply at the wheel-turning ghost king.
"Hey, hey, I didn't expect that the Netherworld actually sent your clone to come? With such great kindness, the grievances and grievances of the past can't be settled today." Jade-faced Tutu sighed softly, and then suddenly raised the huge vajra pestle and fiercely He hit his bald head hard with one blow.
In the loud noise, thousands of blood splashed. Jade-faced Tutuo's scalp split open, revealing a smooth, golden skull. Countless images of magnificent Buddhist scenery quickly passed through the skull, and a suffocating and terrifying aura suddenly surged out of Jade-faced Tutuo's body.
A bit of jade-colored fire burned in the tall and mighty body of the Jade-faced Tutuo, and it quickly burned along the top of his head to his feet.
His tall and burly body shrank rapidly, and in just a few breaths, he turned into a middle-aged monk who was no more than five feet tall, thin and skinny, but exuding a majestic and majestic atmosphere from his bones.
His skin and flesh were as bright as gold, and there was a faint swastika Buddha mark spinning rapidly in his eyes as he looked around. The Jade-faced Tutu chanted the Buddha's name loudly, and tapped his palms lightly, making a loud sound like gold and iron colliding. Jade-faced Tutuo held the huge vajra pestle with his backhand, then jumped up and hit the golden body with the pestle on his head.
The Reincarnation Ghost King let out a long sigh: "So it's you, bald man? Are you going to reincarnate directly with a ray of distraction? How come you didn't erase your memory in reincarnation, and you were able to cultivate the Earthly Immortal Realm so quickly in this life? !”
The skinny monk said calmly: "My Buddhist power is boundless, how can you imagine it?"
The golden body suspended above the heads of everyone in the city let out a vague and angry curse. He slowly stood up, waved his hands, and brought up golden gusts of wind to meet the attacks of the wheel-turning ghost king and the skinny monk.
The black sword light slashed at the golden body, and each blow chopped out a large amount of flesh and blood from his body. These flesh and blood carried a strange fragrance, and once they were separated from the body of the golden body, they turned into billowing gold. Smoke drifts away. For a moment, the surroundings were filled with the rich aroma of golden flesh and blood. The aroma was thousands of times richer than kebabs, which made Yin Xuege and Wumu, the unlucky ones with sharp senses, dizzy. Tears and snot flowed down their noses all at once. .
The Vajra pestle struck the golden body with a dull thunderous sound. The skinny monk was extremely powerful. He did not have any Buddhist magical powers. He just used the vajra to attack the golden body crazily, hitting every blow. The opponent's bones were broken and tendons were broken, and large amounts of golden juice continued to spurt out.
This majestic golden body with three heads and six arms roared angrily. He twisted his huge body with difficulty, trying to hit the wheeling ghost king and the skinny monk. But the movements of these two people are more than ten times more flexible than him? After fighting for a cup of tea, the golden body and the legal body were almost disintegrated, but the wheel-turning ghost king and the skinny monk didn't even get a scratch on their flesh.
Hamlet and a dozen other city-state human masters looked in horror at the golden body that was hit hard one after another. They wanted to escape, but Chris was spitting out flames from all directions, and three powerful immortal-level beings were fighting. , leaving them no chance to escape at all.
Only by breaking into Yinghuo Dao Palace might there be a chance to escape!
Hamlet took a deep look at Yinghuo Daogong, muttered a few words in a low voice, and then led a group of people to rush over as fast as possible.
Just now, the white-bearded Taoist from the Nine Immortal Sects saw Hamlet and others rushing towards the Yinghuo Taoist Palace. He pondered for a moment and then laughed. The respectful white-bearded old man took out a scroll that was no more than a foot wide from his sleeve, and then opened the scroll carefully.
Inside the scroll is a portrait of a young immortal with bare feet, wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, leaning on an old cow.
The immortal leaned lazily on an old one-horned cow and sat crookedly under an ancient pine tree, looking at the rising moon in the distance. The composition of the entire scroll is simple and clear, and the brushstrokes are soft and generous, exuding a sense of freedom and ease.
The old white-bearded Taoist unfolded the scroll, then held the scroll respectfully and laughed: "I'd like to invite the ancestor to come!"
The bright moon on the scroll emits meaningful light, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of feet of jade light erupts from the scroll, illuminating the entire Yaoluo Mountain with its bright and flawless light.
A deep bull cry sounded, and in the light, a big green bull with one horn slowly walked out. This big green bull, which was about two meters high and several meters long from head to tail, stared at the white-bearded old man in front of him, and began to curse vaguely: "You stupid calf's calf nose, what's the big deal? Grandpa Grandpa needs to take action." ? Look at Mr. Niu, I’m showing off my power today!”
With a loud roar of "Moo", the newly emerged Mr. Niu spread his hooves and ran wildly. He raised his horn fiercely. The wheel-turning ghost king who was holding a long sword and fighting with the golden body suddenly cursed. With a curse word, he was pushed out by the Niu Erye in embarrassment.
"No, it's not him!" The old white-bearded Taoist loosened his grip and the scroll fell to the ground with a clatter.
"What's not him?" Da Qing Niu looked back at the white-bearded old man honestly: "There are so many people here, but this guy is so ghostly. Mr. Niu hates him just looking at him!"
Yin Xuege and Yin Tianjue looked at each other in silence, while Yin Huangwu suddenly smiled.
"This wild bull, whoever owns it is really unlucky!"
Before he finished speaking, clear chanting sounded from the scroll.
"The dream has lasted for three thousand years. What the girl said is absolutely true. This fool has really tricked the poor to death!"
Following the chanting, a jade-colored palm about a foot long quietly poked out of the scroll. He lightly volleyed his palm out, and when Hamlet and others were about to rush to the entrance of Yinghuo Palace, they howled miserably, and at the same time turned into a ball of flame, burning them all in the blink of an eye.
(End of chapter)