boom-
Thunder was heard in the sky. At the foot of Wujiang Mountain, Zhu Ganglie and Fajing turned around and saw a bright red color. Between the air layers, there was a faint flash, revealing a huge red outline.
Monster Star...
Is this the demon star that Fellow Daoist Lu mentioned!
"Monk, hold this kid back!!"
Zhu Gangli changed his usual naive look. His big copper bell eyes were full of ferocity. His long snout showed fangs. The steel bristles on the back of his neck stood up. He turned and rushed towards Wujiang Mountain. The long trunk of the white elephant that changed into the breeze was bent upward. He let out a long "Moo!" and stepped on the fat figure that was rushing towards him with his legs raised.
The fat figure moved sideways, avoiding the place where he fell, holding the nine-toothed rake, and flew directly into the air and flew into the mountains and forests. The white elephant flapped its big ears and tilted its head, neighing loudly. Magic light suddenly rose, and white smoke rose from its eight-foot-tall body, and a pair of agile wings suddenly stretched out.
li~~
The eagle's cry rang out, and the pair of wings flapped. White smoke spread everywhere, and a giant eagle soared into the sky. However, before it rose into the air, its body suddenly stopped and its claws were hooked by something.
His sharp eyes looked down, and a pair of big hands tightly held his eagle claws.
"Drink—"
Below, Fa Jing, who was sturdy and fat, had his arms tensed. The cloth of his monk's robe was tearing apart inch by inch with a hiss, like the angry roar of a Buddhist Vajra. The sound was rolling, making Qingfeng dizzy. At the same time, the fat monk took two steps to the left and right, and stepped firmly on the ground, as if falling from a thousand pounds, dragging the giant eagle's claws downwards, and the mud under his feet cracked like a spider web.
"Here, I come down, come—"
He shouted the last word "come", and with both arms holding the eagle claws, he pulled the huge body that was flying high with wings flapping to a level with his body.
In an instant, the fat monk's robe was torn off, revealing a faint golden light. The moment the giant eagle landed flat on the ground, it crashed into the ground with a bang like a huge rock falling from the top of a mountain.
li~~
The eagle let out a mournful cry, and its body instantly fell sideways, rolling on the ground. Its eagle claws hooked onto the fat monk, and it dragged him towards the woods and rocks on the side. The branches and leaves in the forest shook wildly, and with a loud rustling sound, the tree trunks broke and fell to the ground. The monk used the Great Ming Zun Dharma Seal to hit its wings, emitting a golden light, and the latter pecked back with its eagle beak. The surroundings were filled with the crackling sounds of a man and an eagle tumbling and fighting.
"Fat monk, even my master has never beaten me... I will beat you to death!"
White smoke exploded.
The agile giant eagle disappeared without a trace. Fajing stood up from the ground, put his hands together in front of his chest, looked at the white mist all around, chanted Buddhist mantras, and the copper rings on his big earrings vibrated. He turned in one direction abruptly, the white smoke suddenly surged, and a snake head opened its mouth and rushed out.
Great Ming Zun Fa Yin -
With five fingers spread out, he slapped the snake's head, knocking the huge head off balance. The thick and long body covered with green scales slid to the ground, slithering and sliding. In the blink of an eye, it strangled Fa Jing and coiled him up. It bent its neck, and its head as big as a bronze bell slowly dropped down, staring at the monk coiled in the middle of the long body. At that moment, the snake's mouth opened wide, a fishy wind rolled, and it bit the monk like lightning.
'Prajnaparamita Hong'
In the crimson skylight, the Buddhist sound was like a huge bell, and a layer of golden color appeared all over his body. The snake's mouth that was biting was blocked by the Buddhist light on Fajing's body and could not move forward even an inch.
The Buddhist sound was vague and echoed in the wind, floating towards the distant foothills. Behind Wujiang, under the towering trees, the old monk Zhenkong's face was covered in sweat. Most of his Buddhist teachings had been drained away from his body, and his cultivation was greatly damaged. Even without ropes and snakes to tie him up, it would be difficult for him to get up on his own.
With his eyes slightly closed, he looked weakly at the five stone pillars that exuded a murderous aura.
"Stop it, evil thief... You will not have a good death, you will go to hell in the future!!"
Over there, Master Wu Yuan lowered his arms and put them behind his back, looking at the completed magic circle, his beard and robes immersed in the red light, gently stroking in the wind.
"Your Buddhist prison cannot hold me."
He turned his head slightly to look at the surprised old monk, then raised his head, the red evil star hanging across the sky reflected in his eyes.
“… I have been working for this matter all my life and there is no way I will stop. An old monk like you will never understand.”
At this moment, there was an indescribable calmness in his eyes.
The wind blows through the foothills.
Wow!
In the distance from the temple, there was a rustling sound in the woods, and the trees were toppling over and falling. The next second, just as Master Wuyuan sighed, he turned his head and saw a courtyard wall suddenly breaking inward with a loud bang. Countless bricks flew to the ground, and in the dust, the outline of a tall and fat figure was revealed.
The smoke and dust settled, and a spiked rake with a beast's face and bared teeth swept through the air, and fell to the ground with a thud. The pig's fangs opened and closed, and a sound like grinding iron was heard.
"Humph, Master Wu Yuan, I, Old Pig, am not afraid of you."
Master Wu Yuan nodded and smiled.
"So... it's Tianpeng."
As soon as the words fell, a figure with steel mane and fangs turned upside down on the opposite side kicked the long handle, held the rake and moved it horizontally to the side. There was a loud bang under his feet, and murderous intent surged.
The towering ginseng fruit tree's drooping branches shook violently, and its fat body rushed over and collided with Master Wuyuan in an instant.
…
Outside the east of the mountain, the sky roared, and two magical lights, one blue and one gold, appeared. Lu Liangsheng held the two sword handles and flew at a very fast speed over the occasional cities, mountain villages, and rivers below. The surrounding strong winds were torn apart by the magical lights.
A man and a snake were tumbling on the ground in front of Wujiang Mountain. The huge rock fragments were swept away by the snake's tail. The middle part of its long body was still entangled with the fat monk emitting golden light, refusing to let go at all. The head with the snake's tongue spitting out suddenly raised up and went to the east.
hiss
Qingfeng uttered a doubtful sound and felt a kind of oppression. In an instant, two rays of light of different colors flew from the distant sky in the cold snake eyes. The surrounding messy ground, the gravel on the ground shook, the fallen and broken branches of the trees swayed, and then rolled over.
The thick and long body covered with green scales couldn't stop shaking. Fa Jing took the opportunity to pat his scaly body and broke free from it. The moment he rolled to the ground, a blue and a gold magic light filled his sight and a roaring noise came into his ears. Before he could stand up, he was blown farther by the fierce gale and hit a big rock before stopping.
The next second, a strong wind came howling.
Two long swords held in human hands flew across the sky—
boom!
Boom boom!!
Strong winds raged, stirring up the world. Amid the "hissing" sound of the breeze, a thick snake's body revealed its white belly and tumbled on the ground. It could no longer maintain its transformation technique and turned into a human form again. It floated up like a kite and crashed into a tree. The whole tree broke in half with a 'crack' sound.
In the shaking field of vision, sword energy was everywhere, and the soil and rocks on the ground were forcibly peeled off and lifted up, revealing two terrifying gullies.
In Wujiang Mountain, the sounds of spells and flesh hitting flesh rang out in every corner of the courtyard. The two figures that were charging separated, and Zhu Ganglie, with white mist rising from his body, stumbled backward, crushing the blue brick floor one after another. The flying fragments hit the courtyard wall, revealing deep holes.
Tongling stared at the opposite side with big eyes. Wuyuan Shangren shook his wide sleeves, and the cuffs suddenly opened. Zhu Ganglie, who was holding a weapon, felt a suction force and lost his grip. The rake flew off and became small and flew straight into the man's sleeves.
'The secret behind the sleeves...'
As the pig was murmuring, a soft "ding~" sound was suddenly heard in his ears. Zhu Ganglie turned his head, and Master Wuyuan on the other side almost looked towards the back of the mountain at the same time. He raised his head and saw light blue and golden Dharma light blooming on the top of the green mountains.
…
Yuelong stabbed into the rock and soil with a bang.
'Master Wu Yuan...'
The wind blew over the top of the mountain. Lu Liangsheng closed his eyes, his hair fluttering. He pinched his hands to make a spell and pointed at the hilt of the sword engraved with magic patterns. It seemed as if something was stopping him. The scabbard shook "pa pa", and the sword body was withdrawn from the scabbard little by little. The sword surface gradually emitted a brilliant golden light, covering the patterns of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and plants.
"I control my Qi and soar to the sky, and my magic sword slays demons and cuts Lingxiao!"
In an instant, the suspended Xuanyuan Sword emitted a ray of divine light and soared into the sky—
On the other side of the mountain, the little Taoist boy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up and was about to fight with the fat monk over there, when suddenly a Buddhist chant was heard.
"Buddha have mercy on me!"
Fa Jing lowered the seal in his hand and looked towards the distance, where a skinny figure in the crimson water was walking towards him, leaning on a Nine-gift staff.
"Uncle Master..."
The skinny old monk was the monk Zhenhai who came from Mount Qishan.
The old monk nodded at him, his turbid eyes swept over the Taoist boy over there, and then looked at the top of the mountain in front. Qingfeng followed his line of sight, and a ball of gold caught his eye.
"That is..."
Qingfeng's face turned pale in an instant, and the gold reflected in his eyes instantly turned into a giant golden sword surrounded by magic patterns.
The overwhelming sword intent swept in all directions.
The next moment.
The wandering clouds dispersed, Lu Liangsheng held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his robe and long black hair fluttering in the wind. The moment he felt the wind on his face, he suddenly opened his eyes.
He shouted angrily: "Behead!"
Like a divine sword connecting the sky, it crashed down towards the Taoist temple below.