A pair of dangling little feet stopped on the rock. Qingfeng tilted her head, looked at the two fat guys opposite, pursed her lips and snorted, then stood up and crossed her arms.
"My master can reach the heavenly way and save the underworld with ease. This Taoist boy has received the guidance of the master for two decades. You will soon know how powerful he is!"
Bang!
Zhu Ganglie retracted the rake that was blocking the fat monk, listened to the childish voice of the little guy over there, slammed the nine-toothed rake to the ground, opened and closed his mouth, and his fangs turned upwards.
"You are so arrogant, little kid. Your master is extraordinary, but that depends on who he is in front of. Let your master come out quickly. If he has some worldly experience, he will definitely recognize your Grandpa Pig!"
At one side, Monk Fajing looked at the child with his hands on his hips on the rock. He had saved many children of this age when there was a severe drought in Heliang Province that year, and he hesitated for a moment.
The wind blew through the woods, and branches and leaves rustled. Qingfeng saw that the man and the demon did not retreat, so he clenched his fist and knocked them twice between their brows. A puff of white smoke suddenly rolled up around his body.
The next moment, a ferocious beast roared and screamed.
"Aoang—"
White smoke filled the air and suddenly dispersed. A white-browed tiger lay on a rock, raised its head and howled wildly. It leaped lightly, and stepped silently on the soil with its huge paws. It took a few steps with its head held high, its colorful fur shaking, and bared its fangs, and roared again.
"roar!!"
The mountains and forests shook, and there was a rustling of wings flapping in the woods. Birds swarmed out of the woods and flew away in panic.
In an instant, the roaring tiger changed its shape, its body swelled, and a long nose stuck out from the white smoke, and then long columnar legs like a tree trunk fell down and landed heavily on the ground. Over there, Zhu Ganglie and Monk Fajing only felt a slight vibration under their feet, and the white smoke on the opposite side of their field of vision dissipated.
A white elephant walked out, shaking its trunk and roaring.
Fa Jing's expression sank. When he reached out to roll up the Buddhist beads in front of his chest, Zhu Ganglie held his shoulders and walked to the front with a rake.
"Humph, the way of transformation, the two I have seen, both of them are hundreds of years ahead of you, little brat!"
He stretched out his big hand and pushed the fat monk behind him.
"Go to the back. I have experience!"
In Fa Jing's eyes, he saw the pig demon beside him. His body suddenly swelled up and gradually grew taller. All over his body, a trace of demonic aura became increasingly dense, rising visibly to the naked eye.
“Little brat, watch out for your Grandpa Pig…” Before Zhu Ganglie could finish his words, the foothills in the distance seemed to shake in his field of vision.
Behind the Wujiang Mountain, under the giant Canglong tree, Master Wuyuan's hair and beard fluttered. His closed eyes suddenly opened, and a faint flash of lightning shot out. He pinched his palms, holding the magic spell, and suddenly swiped left and right.
The lights of the five blood spirit formations flickered, and a muffled "rumble..." sound suddenly echoed from the ground. Amid the roar of the old monk Zhenkong, the ground cracked open, and the rock and soil where the formations were located rose up. Tiny pebbles and rock particles fell down, and the red lines of the formations extended downwards, wrapping around the entire column.
Heading east from northwest, across the boundless grassland, in the mountains to the east, Sun Yingxian was hurriedly pulling an old man, with a group of Taoists behind him, walking through the forest and crossing the stream, quickly rushing to the top of the mountain where they had seen the mysterious magic circle.
They landed on a cliff and saw the direction the old man pointed. The rubble on the distant mountaintop was rolling and falling. Before they could figure out what was going on, a beam of light suddenly rushed into everyone's eyes and rushed into the sky. The whole mountaintop suddenly turned red, as if immersed in the glow of the sunset.
"This... is this the magic circle exploding?"
The Taoist lowered his hands, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at the column of light rushing towards the sky and clouds, he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.
"What a heavy evil!"
In the midst of the murderous scarlet, the old man's beard was gently stroked in the wind. He looked at the red light shining from the top of the mountain, flicked his sleeves, unsheathed his magic sword behind him, stretched out his hand and grasped it, and said in an old and heroic voice: "All disciples of Chengyun Sect, follow me—"
"yes!"
Behind him, there were many voices responding in unison. More than a hundred men and women from the Chengyun Sect took out their magic swords and followed the old man, rising into the sky from the cliff, like meteors across the sky.
The beam of light penetrated the sky and the earth, but ordinary people seemed not to see it. They walked through the streets and fields as usual. The farmers put down their sickles, sat on the edge of the fields, drank a sip of cold water, and looked comfortably at the half acre of crops that had not been harvested. The breeze blew across a golden field, and the ripples spread far away. People were coming and going in the city. The vendor made a pair of clay figurines, dyed them, handed them to two children, and prepared to pack up and leave. In the teahouse not far away, the waiter wiped the tables and chairs, waiting for the next customer, occasionally wiping the sweat from his forehead, still smiling to greet the tea drinkers who came in, and not forgetting to shout a few times outside.
Countless common people, businessmen, and officials walking in this prosperous world... all saw the same thing as usual. However, those who walked in this prosperous world or practiced Taoism in the mountains saw blood everywhere. The murderous aura was like a bucket of cold water poured into boiling oil, exploding with a bang.
One after another, figures walked out of the mountains and forests, and looking at the red sky from the houses, one could sense that a disaster was coming.
On the river, a one-armed man stood at the bow and was talking to Han Qinhu. His sight turned red, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the sky. Without waiting for the old man to finish his words, he jumped out of the bow, touched the water with his toes, and at the moment when a few water droplets were splashed, he left a series of afterimages and flew to the river bank. He quickly disappeared into the woods with two long swords on his back and his cloak in tow, leaving Han Qinhu standing awkwardly at the bow...
In a big mountain in the northwest, Yan Chixia, a man with a big beard, shook the wine bag, wiped the wine stains on his beard with his hand, and reached down while slightly drunk. The wooden box under the rock flew into his hand, and he carried it on his back, walked through the shade of the trees, and rushed to the direction where the evil spirit was spreading.
…
The deep red color that ordinary people cannot see covered the sky and the earth.
Lu Liangsheng turned around and looked towards the northeast. At the end of the sky, a beam of light from the magic circle set up by his former apprentice Yuwen Tuo shot straight into the clouds and stretched out to the red demon star behind the clouds.
"Liangsheng, what did you see?"
The bookshelf was pushed open with a creaking sound. The Toad Taoist also felt the evil that made him uncomfortable. He kicked his short legs a few times before he managed to climb onto the donkey's head. He turned his head and followed Lu Liangsheng's line of sight to look at Fang Tianyun, waving his flippers anxiously.
"Hurry up and tell me, I'm really anxious!"
Li Sui'an and Shelong put their hands on their foreheads and looked into the distance, then turned back to look at their master.
"Yes, Master. What's going on in the sky? What is this pillar of light for? Is it heading towards the demon star?"
“Old monster…” Qi You pulled the scholar.
Lu Liangsheng did not respond. He pursed his lips and looked at the beam of light extending into the sky. He felt vaguely uneasy in his heart, and his hand that was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword was shaking slightly.
Beyond the clouds that cannot be seen by sight, there is an endless vast darkness. A slowly rotating azure sphere emits a hazy halo. The floating white sea of clouds suddenly breaks open, and a crimson beam of light shoots out from the surface of the sphere, hitting the red sphere that is flying towards the ground between the hazy halo.
In an instant, red and crimson merged.
There was no loud bang, and the red-glowing demon star flew away in the direction of the light column at the same speed as before.
Below.
Lu Liangsheng frowned, his lips slightly opened and closed, and he murmured: "No... No..."
The red color outside the clouds actually grew bigger and bigger along the beam of light.
"Master Wu Yuan... is not going to resist it at all!"
"... Instead, it accelerated the speed of the demon star... He is going to destroy this world!!"
Lu Liangsheng looked at the red demon star that was almost visible to the naked eye and gradually enlarged. He clenched the hilt of the sword and squeezed out these words. He raised his hand and another long sword hanging on the bookshelf broke free from the rope and flew over, hanging beside him.
In an instant, he turned around abruptly, his robes fluttering, and the scholar wrote an imperial edict while shouting, "Drive!"
Xuanyuan and Yuelong lit up with magical light on the left and right.
The next second, the man and the sword cut through the air, causing a loud thunder, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared from this world.
Feeling the master's emotions, the old donkey waved his mane and shook open the bookshelf on his back. Electric light crackled all over his body, and his figure stretched taller and longer. As dark scales covered his body, his head with bared fangs raised its long horns and roared towards the sky in the midst of lightning!
Roar-
The lion's mane spread out, and it raised its hooves to leave huge hoof prints, running wildly after its master. In the strong wind, the Toad Taoist held its ears, its body slanted horizontally in the air, and its tongue hung out.
"Ah... Tell me in advance... You evil beast..."
The shrill cry echoed, and Li Sui'an, Mu Qiyu and Shelong followed closely.