The giant black claw was photographed with a thick ghost mist, but the five young monks looked up calmly. One of them, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a ring scar on his head and wearing an apricot monk's robe, sneered. With a sound, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a white relic the size of a chicken.
Suddenly there was a sound of Sanskrit chanting, and as soon as the white relic came out, it turned into a ball of Buddha light the size of a castanopsis and shot straight into the sky. Countless auspicious auras fell from the sky, and there was a skinny old monk sitting cross-legged faintly in the Buddha's light. A bright light behind his head was like an ice mirror, and the immeasurable rays of light emitted swept away the ghostly aura in the sky.
The Wanxie Bone King roared angrily, and the two ghost handprints he took were exposed to the Buddha's light, and they quickly dissolved like a snow lion hitting the sun. Countless sticky black juice dripped, and two huge black bone claws disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Damn it, Arhat relic!" Wanxie Bone King was so angry that the corners of his eyes twitched.
Arhat, a powerful Buddhist, even the weakest Arhat, is still an existence in the earthly fairyland. The Buddhist Kung Fu has always had a strong restraint effect on the evil Kung Fu of all kinds of demons and heretics. Although the Wan Xie Bone King is a great master of the ghost path who has perfected the golden elixir, when he encountered the relics left by the Arhat, he I can only say nothing.
"Let's go! You can't mess with these brats!" Before Yin Xuege could speak, Wanxie Bone King had already roared. Black will-o'-the-wisps were burning around him, and Wuzhu ghost energy was constantly injected into the Bone King's speed car. At the same time, he was very With a bit of pain, he grabbed a few pieces of high-grade spiritual stones and stuffed them into several grooves on his throne.
The huge Bone King speed car lit up with a dazzling light, green ghostly aura spurted out, and countless phosphorus fire wrapped around the surface of the speed car. Along with a sharp ghost whistle, a pair of huge black bone wings popped out from both sides of the speeding car. Driven by the powerful energy erupted from the high-grade spirit stone, the bone wings sprayed out a bright black light backwards, and the speeding car suddenly jumped up and shot forward at a speed several times faster than before.
Yin Xuege looked at the several high-grade spiritual stones inlaid on the throne in shock. With the energy provided by this spirit stone, the Bone King's speed has reached a speed of hundreds of miles in an instant. However, the consumption of this high-grade spiritual stone is also extremely alarming. Several fist-sized spiritual stones are burning rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In two or three breaths, only half of the volume of this spiritual stone is left.
But in just these three or five breaths, the Bone King's speed car had already traveled more than three hundred miles. Although these more than three hundred miles were constantly circling between mountain peaks, the straight-line distance between them and the five young monks was also about a hundred miles away.
Through the transparent carriage, Yin Xuege could see the green light chasing after him at several points a hundred miles away. It's just that the strength of those young monks is limited, and the speed of their sword light is really ordinary. Not to mention compared with this speeding car that suddenly accelerated several times, even at the normal speed of the speeding car, they can't catch up.
"It's okay, it's okay!" The Wan Xie Bone King looked back at the five-point green light and exhaled heavily: "That little thief Bald is definitely the Bald Donkey from the Golden Buddha Temple! In this Eastern cultivation world, now the Nine Great Immortals Among the sects, the Qianyuan Sect is the strongest in the Taoist sect, and the Golden Buddha Temple is the most prosperous in the Buddhist sect. I would rather fight against the bull noses of the Qianyuan Sect than deal with the thieves!"
Wu Mu's eyes widened and he looked at Wanxie Bone King with disdain: "Retreat without fighting, you are really not a warrior! Damn it, you are not even a man! We, the warriors of the werewolf clan, will never Run away without fighting like you!"
The Wanxie Bone King laughed "hehe" a few times, but he did not get angry. Instead, he patted the area between his legs vigorously. His palms and leg bones collided, making a crisp sound like the impact of a hammer. With will-o'-the-wisps flickering in his eyes, the Wanxie Bone King sneered: "I don't even have that thing anymore, so I can't be considered a man! Hey, you have the courage, why don't you go fight with those dolls?"
After sneering a few times, the Wanxie Bone King explained to Yin Xuege: "Don't think that I am a coward. I really don't dare to fight with these brats! You must know that this righteous monk in the Eastern cultivation world is best at calling friends. The five little devils dared to attack my king’s car. If they weren’t surrounded by a large number of fellow disciples, they would be followed by old immortals from the Golden Core Realm!”
Gritting his teeth, the Wanxie Bone King warned in a cold voice: "Remember, if you fight against these famous and righteous dolls, if you can't kill them with one blow, you must sneak away as quickly as possible. Their elders can't protect their shortcomings. The cave heaven and paradise they occupy There are too many, there are too many magic weapons left by our ancestors, and often the magic weapons of an unknown person are much better than this king."
"What's even more disgusting is that those masters and celebrities from well-known and upright families, in the name of allowing their disciples to travel and practice, are actually behind these little thieves. There is always a group of old thieves following them! If the little thieves can't be defeated, a group of little thieves will rush up. ! A group of young thieves couldn’t beat them, so a group of old thieves rushed up! This is a bloody lesson. You can’t be a hero in front of these famous and decent people!"
Yin Xuege and Wu Mu looked at each other in silence as they heard Wan Xie Bone King's words filled with blood and tears.
After a long time, Yin Xuege said coldly: "If my mother were here, she would never run away!"
The Wanxie Bone King laughed noncommittally a few times. Just as he was about to refute Yin Xuege's words, the speeding car suddenly trembled violently again. Everyone hurriedly looked through the carriage and saw a big green snake that was hundreds of meters long and rushed out of the mountainside of a snow-capped mountain in the mist. It was like a rope tightly wrapped around the speeding car.
The body of the big snake swayed violently, winds and clouds surged in all directions, the spiritual energy of the world was chaotic, and dozens of thin tornadoes rolled up the speeding car and fell to the ground. Several pieces of spiritual stone inlaid on the throne of the Wanxie Bone King exploded with a continuous sound, and then the speeding car trembled and fell heavily to the ground.
"My Buddha is merciful, fellow Taoist Bone King, you are so interested, why did you come to this Kunlun Fairy Mountain by wandering away? Are you going to harm heaven and earth again?"
A soft and clear voice came, and a white-bearded old monk with kind eyes, two long eyebrows half a foot long, and a tall and majestic figure with a pine-like appearance walked step by step from the snow-capped mountains more than ten miles away. Come over. Every time the old monk took a step, the snow dust under his feet turned into a white lotus about a foot wide to support his feet. Along the way, he left behind him hundreds of white lotuses fluttering in the wind.
The big green snake suddenly disappeared, turned into a heavy iron staff, flew into the air, and flew back to the old monk's hand.
The Wanxie Bone King roared angrily: "I didn't look at the almanac when I went out, so why did I meet you, an old bald donkey?"
The old monk's face turned cold and he shouted sternly: "King of All Evil Bones, you are also a giant in the demonic way. Don't imitate those dirty monsters who hurt people with dirty words! Today, the poor monk just brought a few juniors to find the land. Huo Xuelian was preparing the elixir, but I didn’t expect to meet you!”
The will-o'-the-wisps in Wanxie Bone King's eyes were filled with rage. He looked helplessly at Yin Xuege and whispered: "I have no choice but to have a fight with this old bald donkey! Hey, I'll deal with this Can you handle this old thief and the other little bastards?"
The blood in Yin Xuege's eyes flashed, the bat wings behind him slowly opened, and the Blood Spirit Sword made a crisp cry in its sheath. With a deep smile, Yin Xuege said slowly: "Are you a young monk in the Eastern cultivation world? I have actually been looking forward to a serious fight with them. Well, it is not a competition, not a teaching skill, but a true A life and death fight!"
Ebony's body swayed, and a set of magic weapon-level armor specially forged by the Yin tribe was put on silently. He pulled out the two-meter-long horse-killing sword from the scabbard on his back and bared his teeth silently: "Among those five little boys, there are two beautiful girls! Master Wumu likes young and beautiful girls very much. I can bite them off." Bones?"
The golden corpse, the fire corpse, and the earth corpse silently jumped up from the corner of the speed car where they were hiding, and walked slowly and slowly behind Yin Xuege step by step. In their lifeless, cold and emotionless eyes, suddenly there was a crazy and violent anger. Within their petite and graceful bodies, the dull sound of bones hitting each other could be heard endlessly. These murderous weapons refined by the Corpse Demon Sect were ready to fight.
An evil light flashed in the eyes of the Wanxie Bone King. He glanced at the five-point sword light that was approaching rapidly a hundred miles away, and whispered: "I almost forgot about these three-headed yakshas! Your Highness Blood Song, cooperate with me , hit this old bald donkey hard!"
'Jie Jie' laughed strangely, and the King of All Evil Bones said ferociously: "This old bald donkey is the first wooden fish in the Bodhi Garden of the Golden Buddha Temple. He is more than three hundred years old, and he is still the body of a boy. Hehe, the essence and blood in his heart , will definitely make your cultivation level skyrocket, Your Highness!"
There was a flash of blood in Yin Xuege's eyes. He bowed gently to the King of All Evil Bones, and then gently pulled out the Blood Spirit Sword.
The Wanxie Bone King did not waste time. The Bone King opened the door with a roar. The body of the Wanxie Bone King suddenly spread out, and his bones turned into countless black bone knives and bone swords and shot towards the old monk Muyu. go. Among the countless black bone swords, the skull of the Wanxie Bone King, the size of a water tank, spewed out thick black mist and kept making sharp ghostly whistles.
A high-pitched and melodious wolf howl rose into the sky, and Ebony brought up afterimages, which rushed towards the old monk Muyu as fast as lightning.
Ebony's charging speed was even slightly faster than that of the Wanxie Bone King. He held the heavy horse-killing sword with both hands, swung an arc of sword light, and slashed at the old monk Muyu's waist without any reservation. The unique high-speed attacks and huge power of the werewolf warriors were fully demonstrated at this moment. The hurricane caused by Ebony's sword even stirred up thick snow within a hundred meters nearby.
"Western Wolf Monster!" Old Monk Muyu was horrified, and he shouted sternly: "Monsters are monsters, King of All Evil Bones, what are your intentions in colluding with Western evil cultivators?" While scolding, Old Monk Muyu already waved the Zen staff in his hand. , he also waved his Zen staff and faced the ebony sword without hesitation.
The dark Zen staff brought out a dragon's roar and collided heavily with the heavy sword in the ebony hand.
With a loud noise, the heavy sword forged by the Yin tribe for Ebony shattered into pieces. Ebony held half of the sword hilt precariously, vomiting blood and flew back. Even though Wu Mu retreated quickly, the Zen staff in Old Monk Muyu's hand still brushed his waist obliquely and swept over him. Wu Mu howled miserably, and the armor on his body shot out a few dim rays of magic light, and then crashed Crush.
The dark Zen staff shattered the ebony protective armor, tore off a piece of silver skin about a foot in diameter from his waist, and took away about three to five kilograms of hard muscle. A section of Ebony's ribs was exposed, and a large amount of blood spurted out from his waist like a fountain.
"Damn it! This old bald donkey's weapon is a hundred times better than Lord Ebony's sword!" Ebony howled in pain, staggering backwards. Just after the collision, he clearly felt that his absolute strength was more than ten times that of the old monk Muyu. If everyone competed fairly, he could chop the old monk Muyu into two pieces with one blow.
But that Zen staff, that Zen staff is too powerful.
When the heavy sword and the Zen staff collided together, Wu Mu heard countless monks muttering sutras in his ears. The low chanting sound caused Wu Mu to lose most of his strength in an instant, and his body became a little weak. Then a golden Buddha light exploded in front of his eyes. At that moment, Ebony felt as if his whole body was on fire. The remaining half of his strength disappeared without a trace, and he could not even hold the weapon.
A terrifying impact burst out from the Zen staff, and the long ebony sword shattered. He saw a swastika Buddha seal getting closer and closer, and finally enveloped him like a dragnet. His soul was suppressed by the swastika seal, causing him to completely lose the power to resist.
So when the old monk Muyu's Zen staff hit his waist, with Ebony's speed and combat skills, he could easily dodge the blow. But his soul was shocked by the Dharma, and he completely lost the consciousness to dodge, and then he was hit hard by the Zen staff.
"The mighty heavenly dragon, subjugate demons and eliminate demons!" With a Zen stick, Wu Mu was defeated and retreated. Old monk Muyu laughed. A bright light rushed out from behind his head, and a faint golden light with the scent of sandalwood spurted out, and he quickly resisted it. The Wanxie Bone King attacks like a tidal wave.
Countless bone knives and bone swords roared and blasted against the faint golden light. Countless golden lights shattered, and countless bone knives and bone swords were evaporated by the golden light into black smoke and dissipated. The skull of the All-Evil Bone King screamed, and the shrill "soul-stealing ghost sound" caused countless ripples visible to the naked eye in the air, turning into countless twisted ghost faces and rushing towards the old monk Muyu.
The golden light resisted the black ripples caused by the soul-stealing ghost's voice. Old monk Muyu held his Zen staff in front of his chest and murmured Buddhist scriptures, also daring not to be distracted. Although Buddhism is the nemesis of all evil demons and heretics, there is also a saying in the Eastern cultivation world that the Tao is as high as the devil. The cultivation methods of evil demons and heretics are also the mortal enemies of Buddhism!
Faced with the existence of the Wanxie Bone King, one of the three most famous monsters in the Eastern cultivation world, Old Monk Muyu did not dare to show any slightest indifference. He did not hesitate to expend his energy and released the 'Theravada Vajra Meditation Buddha's Light' that he had cultivated so hard over the years, using it to wear away the Wanxie Bone King's magical power inch by inch.
As long as the young monks he brought out this time can arrive in time, with the family backgrounds of those young monks, once the various demon-breaking treasures they carry are released, they will be able to make the Wanxie Bone King unable to eat!
There was a faint golden light in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the serious face of old monk Muyu. Supporting the underachievers is what the old monk Muyu likes to do most. If those five little guys can seriously injure or even annihilate the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King, he seems to have seen another group of pillars of righteousness rising, and the future of the world of cultivation will depend on these young people.
At this time, the Wanxie Bone King suddenly roared loudly: "The magic weapon of the little demon can't hurt this old bald donkey, use the seven-kill gourd of plague!"
The old monk Muyu was stunned. Yin Xuege had already rushed out with an afterimage. The seven-killing plague gourd, a magic weapon presented by the bereaved mother-in-law, spurted out with a thick yellow smoke. A burst of yellow light flashed inside the mouth of the gourd. The seven handles were strangely shaped, like long swords carved from yellow wood, whizzing out, bringing up streaks of yellow smoke tails towards the The old monk Muyu stabbed all over his body.
Most of the old monk Muyu's attention was focused on the Wanxie Bone King. He was always on guard against the Wanxie Bone King's surprise attack, as well as the attacks of several famous ghost magic weapons of the Xiegu Dao. He never dreamed that there would be a Yin Xuege hidden in Wanxie Bone King's car!
Moreover, what Yin Xuege used was actually the Seven-killing Plague Gourd with the notorious reputation of the Plague Sect! This is one of the several heavy plague treasures that the Plague Cult has at the bottom of the box. How could the old witch who had lost her mother-in-law be willing to give this evil weapon to a boy who looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old
In the midst of his busy schedule, a golden alms bowl came out of Old Monk Muyu's sleeve and turned into a golden light with a radius of about ten feet to protect his whole body.
But Yin Xuege waved his left hand, and three blood thunders refined by Yin Tianjue roared out and landed on the golden light before the seven plague swords. A dull explosion sounded, and bloody flames swept across a hundred meters in radius. The dirty blood spurted out, corroding the golden light into spots and dimming the light.
The old monk Muyu's body trembled, a mouthful of blood spurted out far away, the protective alms bowl fell to the ground, and the seven plague swords immediately approached his body.
But after all, the old monk Muyu was the head of the Bodhi Garden of the Golden Buddha Temple. He chanted the name of the Buddha, and a string of eighteen bodhi seeds on his wrist turned into a golden rainstorm, and he smashed the seven plague swords head-on. . The sword light and the golden light rain collided together, making a series of clanking dull sounds. The seven plague swords were smashed so that they could not get closer, but the golden light transformed by the Bodhi seeds was also constantly cut by the sword light.
After one breath, nine Bodhi seeds were cut into two pieces by the sword light. The Bodhi seeds fell to the ground and instantly turned into a ball of charred dust.
The old monk Muyu looked back at Yin Xuege, who was rushing towards him, and shouted sternly: "Okay, what a bunch of evil heretics!"
Before he finished speaking, a clear and melodious, but lifeless and lifeless scolding came from behind Old Monk Muyu: "The Five Mountains are overwhelming!"
The earth corpse with a petite body and a soft face emerged from the ground silently and appeared right behind the old monk Muyu. She made fists with both hands and waved towards the sky, and the shadows of five hills with a radius of about ten feet appeared out of thin air. The rich earth spirit roared into the shadows of the five hills. In the blink of an eye, the five hills expanded to a height of about ten feet, and The whole body is solid like a real mountain.
As Tu Zhi roared, five hills fell at the same time, hitting the bright light behind the old monk Muyu's head.
The poor old monk Muyu howled miserably, and the bright light behind his head was smashed into pieces. His tall and burly body fell forward, and the five peaks pressed down heavily, causing blood to spurt from his orifices, and most of the bones in his body were broken.
Before the old monk Muyu could make a move, Yin Xuege had already pounced on him. With his sharp canine teeth protruding out, Yin Xuege bit the old monk's neck. A large amount of hot blood was swallowed by him, and he felt a wave of lust. The pleasure of immortality surged over me.
The essence and blood of the eminent Buddhist monk actually benefited Yin Xuege more than the essence and blood of the prince!
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