Yin Xuege fell from the sky, green energy rising all over his body, it was clear that he had been poisoned.
Bai Yuzi roared angrily, opened his big mouth and took Yin Xuege into his mouth. His belly suddenly bulged. The wheel of reincarnation sprayed out three thousand gray air to immobilize Yin Xuege's body. The slightest trace of green air was continuously blown by Bai Yu. Take it into your mouth.
The poison had just integrated into Yin Xuuge's body, and before it could destroy his body and soul, Bai Yuzi forcibly controlled it and quickly pulled it out of the body like a cocoon. In just a snap of his fingers, Yin Xuege came out of coma. When he opened his eyes, he felt sore all over his body, and the gaps in his bones seemed to be filled with acetic acid.
Struggling to turn around, Yin Xuege stared at a young monk wearing monk's robes in the eight-door golden lock formation through the gap between Bai Yuzi's teeth. He pointed his hand, and a spell mark hit the young monk.
The monk's expression changed, and he turned around and ran away. Countless flowers fell in front of him, and Nuluo appeared in front of him with laughter and a faint fragrance. The little monk tilted his body and fell to the ground. A bright light appeared above his head, and a relic emitted a gleaming light, struggling to resist the erosion of Ronluo's magical power.
Qing Ling walked up to the young monk with a gloomy face, dropped the axe, grabbed a big stone and hit the young monk hard on the back of the head. The blow made him foam at the mouth and fainted.
Monk Yuanzhen of the Black Lotus Sect shouted sternly: "Juniors of Dalin Temple, what are you doing?"
More than a hundred monks who were dressed exactly like the monk who fell to the ground clasped their hands and chanted the Buddha's name at the same time. They stood motionless, indicating that they had nothing to do with the monk who attacked Yin Xuege and wanted to escape when the incident was revealed.
Yin Xuuge took a deep breath and was about to speak when his wound suddenly pulsed. The poisonous gas had just been drained away by Bai Yuzi, and countless Yin thunder attached to the green short sword erupted at the same time. He felt as if he had swallowed several wildly exploding volcanoes, and the terrifying destructive force was raging inside his body until his body was blown to pieces.
In the midst of his busy schedule, his body swayed, and a blood shadow flew towards him. He used the blood shadow substitute magical power in the Blood Sea Buddha Sutra to exchange a blood sea ghost with his own body, and transferred all his injuries to this place. A bloody sea ghost.
With a muffled sound, the blood shadow disintegrated and turned into countless blood-colored light spots falling down. Then the light spots suddenly merged inward, and the blood sea ghost condensed into its own body again, but the body that was originally condensed like a physical body had become dim and almost transparent.
Many blood sea creatures from all directions were fighting and devouring the enemy's essence and blood. They roared to the sky at the same time. They turned their heads one after another, opened their mouths and fired a beam of blood light into the body of this blood sea ghost. With a roar of joy, the body of the blood sea ghost quickly condensed, and in the blink of an eye it became the same as the body of an ordinary immortal. His aura was rising all the way, and he reached the true fairyland in the blink of an eye.
Monk Yunluo and others on the side were dazzled, and their eyes almost fell out of their sockets.
"That is Sanyin Biluo Ge, a vicious magic weapon unique to the Miaomian Zhendan Sect. That green energy is Sanyin Biluo mist, which corrodes the soul and is the most vicious."
"This Yin Thunder is refined from the essence of Yin Thunder taken from the Biluo Cliff of the Miao Ni Zhen Dan Sect. It is specially designed to damage the soul. Even if the Golden Immortal accidentally stumbles upon it, it will shake the foundation of the Tao. Unexpectedly, fellow Taoist Mu actually has such magical powers. Remove this dark thunder without any damage."
"The magic weapon of the Miaomian Zhendan Sect? Why does it appear among the disciples of Dalin Temple?"
Many immortals formed a formation to resist the enemy's invasion, while making crazy noises. Sanyin Biluo Ge, this is also a well-known assassination magic weapon in the Holy Spirit world. It is a vicious thing specially made by the Miao Ni Zhen Dan Sect. It is also difficult to refine. Only three or five weapons can be produced in a hundred years.
The disciples of Dalin Temple have always been ascetic monks, and they do not value external magic weapons. Many disciples of Dalin Temple simply use physical fists to fight against the enemy, without any magic weapons or weapons. Why is the special assassination magic weapon of the Miaozhendan Sect in the hands of the disciples of Dalin Temple
"My Buddha is merciful, I wish to come to Junior Brother Kongming, who is a disciple of the Miaomian Zhendan Sect." A great monk of Dalin Temple with a sad face clasped his hands together and sighed: "I didn't expect that after so many years, the Dharma of my Dalin Temple has not improved. If you can eliminate the obsession in Junior Brother Kong Ming’s mind, he will still be an outsider.”
The great monk's words made everyone's hearts move, so that's it!
The Holy Spirit Realm is not a peaceful place. There are always fights between sects. Placing spies and secret agents in other sects is something that all sects do. This Junior Brother Kong Ming who was captured alive was probably a good move in the Miao Ni True Pill, but it ended up being used on Yin Xuuge.
Yin Xuege snorted coldly. He looked at the twitching monk Kongming who fell to the ground. He swallowed a few elixirs to restore his vitality. He raised the Shifang Chaodu and shouted sternly: "Shaoyuan Jinxian, let your disciples Do you still have the face if a disciple sneaks up on me, my little true immortal?"
Before Shaoyuan Jinxian could respond, Yin Xuege jumped to her feet and continued to yell: "It was my fault, why do you want to face me? Your face has long been used as a wash cloth by you."
In the void, Sima Yan put his hands behind his back, looked at Shaoyuan Jinxian with a smile and asked: "What is the little Taoist below saying?"
Shaoyuan Jinxian glanced down disapprovingly, and through the dense military formation, he saw Yin Xuege at a glance. With a cold smile, Shaoyuan Jinxian said calmly: "A mere ant has some grudge against me, and let a close disciple assassinate him. It seems like a failure."
Sima Yan sneered: "The next one won't fail, right?"
Shaoyuan Jinxian narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "Naturally, what happens next will not fail. Just watch it."
Before he finished speaking, among the team of Golden Immortals who were fighting in the sky, seven or eight Golden Immortals belonging to different sects suddenly roared, and wisps of green light were ejected from their bodies at the same time. More than a dozen Sanyin Biluo Ge And more than a hundred green long needles shot out, shooting towards the golden immortal who was fighting with the sub-sage of the Sima clan next to him.
There was no warning when these golden immortals struck. The speed of the short swords and long needles was so fast that they made no sound. The golden immortals who were attacked by them could not dodge, and more than eighty golden immortals were hit immediately. Green gas immediately spurted out from the surface of their bodies, and a low thunder sounded from within their bodies.
"You... are crazy!" Meng Hu was stabbed in the shoulder by a long needle, and he roared and cursed angrily.
As soon as these Golden Immortals took action, they immediately transformed into Changhong and shot towards Shaoyuan Golden Immortal. Shaoyuan Jinxian smiled and said to Sima Yan: "We only injured more than eighty people, but their resistance is about to collapse. They will never dare to leave their backs to their companions again. Who knows whether those companions are enemies or not?" Where are the comrades?"
Sima Yan frowned and looked at Shaoyuan Jinxian: "Are these people yours?"
Shaoyuan Jinxian sighed and nodded: "Two are my direct descendants, but no one knows that they are my descendants; one is my junior brother, our master has fallen long ago, and I am his descendant in the sect. The biggest support in the world is that he can only go to the dark side with me; everyone else is under my control, and the high-level disciples of the Miaomian Zhendan Sect placed in other sects, they dare not not follow me."
Sima Yan shook his head and snorted disdainfully: "You immortals just like to play conspiracies and tricks. When it comes to real power, you are far inferior to us. Look at your big counterattack this time. There are more than a hundred people in the immortal city. Gather together and give us meat to eat?”
Shaoyuan Jinxian smiled, and then his smile suddenly solidified.
He looked at Sima Yan in great horror and hissed: "'Conspiracy'? 'Real power'? Damn it, this counterattack was personally ordered by those old immortals. How could it be so easily done by us?" Give… "
Sima Yan's expression also suddenly changed. He looked around in panic and shouted: "But where are the reinforcements? Where are the reinforcements? There can't be any... We have gathered such a strong military force here, our Sima clan Almost all the mobile troops in the Suzaku Territory have been mobilized, how can you possibly eat them?"
'Dong', 'Dong-dong', 'Dong-dong-dong'!
Far away on the horizon, a Taoist in white clothes came riding on a striped zebra with two horns, holding a fishing drum in his left hand and singing loudly. As he sang a love song, a flying sword circled around him, bringing with it a fierce sword light. Countless warriors of the Sima clan were killed wherever they passed.
The masters of the Sima clan were fighting with Meng Hu and other golden immortals, trying to capture them alive. Only the weakest troops were left to garrison at the teleportation formation where they deployed their troops behind. This white-clothed Taoist has divine swordsmanship, and his fairy sword is even a semi-weapon-level magic weapon. His flying sword is as powerful as the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, killing tens of thousands of soldiers stationed in the teleportation array in the blink of an eye.
"Shaoyuan, long time no see!"
The Taoist in white gave a long laugh and drew out his sword. The sword light, which was thousands of miles long, swept away dozens of peaks with one sword. The huge teleportation arrays arranged on these peaks collapsed. The sword light descended from the sky like the Milky Way, leaving a terrifying canyon three thousand miles long, one hundred feet wide, and three hundred miles underground on the ground.
"White-robed cold-blooded Xiao Tieyi!" Shaoyuan Jinxian almost screamed at the top of his lungs: "Don't you have any friendship with the same family?"
"Friendship from the same sect?" Xiao Tieyi, a Taoist in white, roared: "If we talk about the friendship from the same sect, the Miaozhen Dan Sect will extirpate itself from the Holy Spirit Realm. If you can't talk about it, you can't talk about it, not only you will die, but also the entire Su family. We cannot stay. Only by eradicating you can we, the Miaomian Zhendan Sect, have an explanation to all the fellow Taoists in the Holy Spirit Realm!"
Shaoyuan Jinxian gritted his teeth and shouted sharply: "Eradicate us? Let me die? Is it just you?"
Shaoyuan Jinxian was roaring and roaring here. Behind Meng Hu, a fat monk with a fat head and big ears, one foot and eight feet tall, with skin shining like silver, suddenly shouted loudly: "My Buddha is merciful, today's disciples To achieve the true fruition, one should make a vow that disciples should work bravely and diligently to eradicate all evil spirits in the world, and use the infinite power of the ten dragons and ten phenomena to transcend all evils."
Amid the shouts, a pair of golden cymbals flew up from the huge monk's palm, then quickly grew in size, and soon enveloped the void within a radius of thousands of miles.
Shaoyuan Jinxian and Sima Yan screamed at the same time: "Taoist weapon? You are just a Bodhisattva who gave you a Taoist tool. Do you have the magic power to drive it?"
(End of chapter)