Chapter 306: Sitting on a Mountain Watching Tigers Fight

This evildoer was born, and I don't know where I found the Shura treasure, but I have to find a way to restrain him, otherwise many of my fellow disciples will suffer.

Zhu Mei, Bai Guyi, and Kuxing Tou Tuo used all their strength to fly with the fairy sword. They only heard the sound of breaking through the air, and three crystal rainbows passed through the sky, and then disappeared into the horizon, but faster than them was a red line behind them, mixed with a grim smile, biting tightly behind them. No matter how the three crystal rainbows in front changed, they couldn't get rid of the life-chasing impermanence behind them.

The Blood Eye Sword is a first-class Asura magic sword. It was sacrificed by the Xuanyuan Dharma King to make the sword body one. After using it freely, flying with the sword is several times faster than his own blood escape method.

The invisible sword escape of the ascetic monk was previously exposed in its original form, and could not hide his body. The Bai Guyi and Zhu Mei immortal swords were far inferior to the bloody eyes. Although they relied on the advantage of being ahead, they were gradually shortened by the Xuanyuan Dharma King. They caught up with him, and they couldn't help feeling anxious, but they didn't dare to stop.

The ascetic monk, Bai Guyi, Zhu Mei, and Xuanyuan Dharma King, one chasing and one fleeing, entered the extreme north quicksand, none of them stopped. Xuanyuan Dharma King had a deep hatred, and wanted to bite him into his mouth, chew him into pieces, and then swallow him. The three of them naturally refused to give up. When the sun and the moon alternated, the ground was yellow and boundless. They had been chasing for two days and two nights. Even though the ascetic monk and the three had strong magic power, they could hardly hold on. Xuanyuan Dharma King relied on the bloody sword and consumed very little magic power, which took a lot of advantages.

Back then, many treasures of the world were collected by these thieves, and I, a talent of the left path, suffered a great loss. I didn't expect that the situation would change now. I took advantage of the magic weapon and chased these old dogs to a mess. It was really fun.

Xuanyuan Dharma King was in high spirits, whistling continuously. From time to time, he laughed grimly behind him, echoing throughout the quicksand desert.

After chasing for another half an hour, the towering giant peaks were faintly seen in the distance, with ice crystals shining, as if standing at the end of the sky. Looking down at the earth, the quicksand desert gradually became a little green, but it was already through 800 million miles of quicksand and reached the end of the edge of the Southern Continent. As long as you cross these billions of miles of snow-capped mountains, you will really enter the deserted Beiluju Continent, which is like the primitive world of the world and full of monsters and beasts.

The three ascetic monks turned around, paused, raised their hands and hit a handful of egg-sized green balls, which filled the sky and intertwined into a large net, with tens of thousands of balls. Zhu Mei and Bai Guyi's shouts were heard with a continuous rumble, the world turned upside down, and the universe collapsed.

This Xuanqing Yiqi Thunder Gang Net was cultivated by the two sword immortals day and night, without wasting any time. First, they collected the Qiantian Zhen Gang, used a breath of Xuanqing Zhenyuan, gathered into divine thunder, and then when they gathered to 36,000, they arranged them according to the number of Zhoutian. Imitating the movement of the Zhoutian stars, they used the Xuanqing positive energy cultivated in their own abdomen to weave into a net array and arrange them one by one.

It takes a full 170 years just to condense the divine thunder, and there can be no slackness.

Ordinary cultivators only spend half a day to refine treasures and practice, but refining the Xuanqing Yiqi Thunder Gang Net requires a whole day of sacrifice, and there is no time to sit and adjust the breath. Not only that, but also it consumes mana, sprays out the Xuanqing righteousness in the body, forms a net, and the mana does not improve but declines.

Such a magic weapon not only takes a lot of time, but also dissipates after use, and requires secret methods to cooperate, it is very difficult to sacrifice, but the power is amazing.

Once it is activated, it is like the collapse of the stars, the universe within a radius of 3,000 miles returns to chaos, the earth, water, fire and wind surge, as if the Pangu Banner split the sky and the earth again, it is extremely powerful.

Zhu Mei and Bai Guyi ascended thousands of years ago, free and easy, traveling between the three realms, and when they had nothing to do, they worked together to refine this magic weapon, originally waiting to use it in the third Cangmang sword fight, but the Xuanyuan Dharma King pushed too hard, and the two of them discussed a little while escaping, and came up with a plan, deciding to lure the old demon into the trap, and then completely activate this magic weapon, and bury the heartache that has been entangled for thousands of years on the spot.

They were all old immortals who had ascended from the human world. They were all slick and experienced, with many tricks and delicate minds. They were not ordinary people. After being confused by them, King Xuanyuan chased them for two days, thinking that they were not powerful enough. The other party just paused and turned to the side. King Xuanyuan was overjoyed: Let's see how these three old dogs can escape from my hands today.

While he was blocking them, he sacrificed the Blood Sun Sword and released the Blood God Son to pounce. Suddenly, he saw that Zhu Mei and Bai Guyi were not in a hurry, but smiled slightly. At the same time, they raised their hands and hit a large area of ​​cyan balls. King Xuanyuan didn't care at first: How can this kind of divine thunder stop me? It's not just to scratch my itch.

Suddenly, I was shocked again: These three old dogs were very cunning in the human world. The ascetic monk was fine, but Zhu Laogou and Bai Laogou were particularly cunning. Their peers suffered a great loss. Since they had seen my methods and knew they were no match for them, why would they rush to die so rashly?

My mind tightened and I felt that it was not good. I was really careless and underestimated the enemy. I quickly took back the Blood God Son. At the same time, there was a loud noise, and the black light exploded. The secret magic Asura talismans that looked like tadpole characters flowed in the black light. The magic sound sang loudly and the Asura danced wildly. It was the Dharma King Xuanyuan who had opened the magic umbrella to protect himself.

Refining the blood nerves, cultivating the body of the shadowless blood god, gathering and dispersing at will, ordinary immortal swords and magic weapons can do nothing to it. Even those magic thunders and magic Buddha lights can only slightly hurt the vitality, which can be restored during operation. Xuanyuan Dharma King did not need any magic weapons to protect himself, but this time he opened the magic umbrella with a thought, but it was destined that he should not suffer a disaster, otherwise even ten Xuanyuan Dharma Kings would not be able to escape under the Xuanqing Yiqi Lei Gang Net.

The nine-headed blood god son had just rushed out when there was a loud explosion. A great force that shattered the void exploded from the green ball. The nine-headed blood god son was directly shaken to pieces and his vitality was greatly damaged. Then a series of explosions sounded from all directions. The sky and the earth were dark, and the universe disappeared, like a huge alveolus, cooking porridge in a big pot.

The Xuanyuan Dharma King groaned, and the nine-headed blood god son was connected with his soul, and was affected by the divine thunder, and his vitality was also depleted. Fortunately, he woke up in time and took it back immediately, otherwise the Blood God Son would have been blown to pieces, and the subsequent surge of earth, water, fire and wind would have ruined the Dharma King's years of hard work.

Just after taking back the Blood God Son, the Dharma King Xuanyuan felt that it was pitch black all around, and then in an instant, the light flashed, the turbid currents rolled around, the wind howled, the fire was blazing, the yellow dust condensed into blocks, surging together, and there were thunders in it. The pressure came out, and there was no gap in all directions. The black light of the Demon Umbrella was suppressed to the extreme, as if it would explode if it was compressed a little more, and the Dharma King Xuanyuan would be dead, and his body would be destroyed.

At this time, the Dharma King Xuanyuan had no other thoughts. He held up the Demon Umbrella tightly and used the Blood Eye Sword to turn the net to cover the black light. Unable to move at all, the whole person was like a lone boat, drifting in the sea of ​​​​wind and waves, and it was unknown when it would be destroyed.

Zhu Mei and Bai Guyi took a deep breath and flew away. They saw a huge alveolus, which was pitch black and gurgling. It shook the sky. The alveolus was suspended in the void, rotating slightly, and a fierce wind blew from all directions. In the wind slightly close to the alveolus, there was also a thick blue lightning as big as a bowl of earth, which was like the majesty of heaven and earth, and human power could not resist it.

This monster ruined my two hundred and seventy years of hard work. It's a pity that if it was used in three Cangmang sword fights, it could kill a large number of demon cubs. The two retreated hundreds of miles and sighed slightly.

Xuanqing's thunder net aroused the power of heaven and earth, and the thunder net was so powerful that it could send a message to the heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a sword light came from afar, purple in color, mixed with thunder and lightning. Zhu Mei exclaimed, stretched out his hand, and the sword light was in his hand.

Why hasn't Jinchan taken the magic sword yet? Bai Guyi saw Zhu Mei take the sword light and look at it carefully, knowing that it was a flying sword to send a letter.

Zhu Mei said solemnly: Go quickly, these guys have a conflict with the Gou Chen sect. If Jinchan is not careful and uses the moral treasure to hurt the Gou Chen sect, I'm afraid there will be a disaster immediately.

The three of them were shocked and didn't care about this. They hurriedly fled in the direction of the sword light. While flying, Zhu Mei told the story on the sword light.

It turned out that there were a total of sixteen sword-holding boys of the demon god Kunwu, eight men and eight women, holding a magic sword in pairs. Xiang Hui and his eight people were among them. Shushan also collected six of them. The other two were disciples of Sanmao Zhenjun. They all came to find the sword. Among these people, there were naturally elders with profound Taoism to guide them. The fact that the Heart-Eating Monk was refining the magic sword in the earth lung could not be concealed.

The disciples of Sanmao Zhenjun and the disciples of Shushan were of the same blood, so they naturally gathered together. After searching for three days, they finally found the place. They were about to go down to kill the Heart-Eating Monk, but they didn't expect to meet the leader of Qingzhu Mountain, the disciple of the Red Lotus Old Demon by the Red Lotus Lake, the Red Hand God, the Tiangou layman who practiced at the Qilian Cliff of Tiangou Mountain, the hemp-clothed Taoist of Funiushan Mountain, and the Fire Crown Sanren. There are many evil and powerful evil masters in Jikong Mountain, such as the Pure Demon God, the Happy Demon God, the Three Pure Ones, the Sheep Power Immortal, the Tiger Power Immortal, the Deer Power Immortal, the Green Light God of Qingdao, the Old Demon of Jiushen Mountain, the Heart-piercing Monk, etc. There are also people from the righteous path who come to seize the sword. The disciples of the Four Heavenly Masters, the Taiji disciples, and the Qingyang disciples all want to grab the sword. There are often fights between good and evil. There are also people in the evil sect who are dissatisfied with each other and fight each other. There are also people in the righteous sect who are dissatisfied. The situation is extremely chaotic.

The Shushan disciples arrived earlier, and because they were destined to be together, they immediately got the three swords of Zhuanpo Xuanjian Jingniu. The disciples of Sanmao Zhenjun also got a Quexie. Just when they were about to get all six, the disciples of Gouchen rushed out and took Duanshui and Zhengang away. Because the two sides were dissatisfied, the evil people were hiding around and trying to fish in troubled waters. Qi Jinchan wanted to protect his disciples and got the swords, so they had a dispute.

The three ascetic monks were afraid of trouble and hurried over. Not long after the three left, a black light flashed by, but it was the Xuanyuan Dharma King who held on tightly. After all, the earth, water, fire and wind that were aroused were not Pangu Banner, and there were strengths and weaknesses among them. The three did not know that Xuanyuan Dharma King was protected by the Demon Umbrella. When the pressure was slightly reduced, they rushed forward and let him rush out.

The old dogs of Shushan should not be underestimated. If it weren't for the Demon Umbrella of the old ancestor, this time

When King Xuanyuan thought about it, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. It seems that it is really difficult to destroy Shushan with my own strength. I still have to find the monk Chuanxin and invite more Zuodao to discuss together to anticipate the enemy's moves. Only then can it be accomplished. However, these three old dogs failed to plot against the old ancestor. Do they still want to run away? King Xuanyuan's magic power has really consumed a lot. He didn't dare to chase them immediately. He adjusted his breath for a while before flying to the place pointed by the monk Chuanxin.

The fiery red magma was surging around, and from time to time, the alveoli of dozens of acres in size would swell up, and then burst open with a bang, and the ground fire splashed, with a fierce momentum. Red Boy, the Witch, the Big and Small Foxes, Jingjinger, Kongkonger, Lan Shen, Feixiong, Xiao Kunlun, and Xiang Hui gathered together, and the big fox fanned the banana fan in all directions. The flames suddenly disappeared, the magma solidified and fell down. Above was a very thick rock. After cooling, it became slightly damp. It was the underground Yinhe water above that was no longer steamed by the magma and gradually seeped down.

Xiang Hui's face was extremely bad. He looked at the Duanshui Divine Sword and Zhen Gang Divine Sword in the hands of Xie Xiaohong and Huang Tianbo, and the Zhuanpo Xuanjian Jingniu in the hands of the two female disciples of Shushan, Yuwen, Yuhua, and Yuzhen, and the Quexie in the hands of Mao Zhenzhen, a disciple of Sanmao Zhenjun. His eyes were full of fire. Similarly, the twenty or thirty Shushan disciples on the opposite side looked at the four divine swords here with dissatisfaction on their faces. It seemed that if something went wrong, they would start fighting.

There were also strange monks standing in groups of three or two, including monks, laymen, Taoists, and demons. They were divided into more than a dozen waves, each with its own camp. They stared at the two factions and wanted to kill people and seize treasures as soon as they had the chance.

The monk Chuanxin and the monk Shixin stood together. Shixin's name was fierce, but he actually had a clear face. He was eight feet tall, with an upright body. He wore a brocade cassock, held a purple gold Zen staff, and held a purple gold bowl in the other hand. The other dozens of old demons and wandering people were either standing or sitting, with fierce eyes.

I got the sword by chance. Are you dissatisfied and want to keep us? Red Boy suddenly said.

It turns out that when both sides were fighting for the sword, as long as they were the reincarnations of the boy holding the sword under the demon god Kunwu, it was first come first served. It was just that the Shushan disciples came first and took three, and the disciples of Sanmao Zhenjun took one. Just when they were about to take the others, Red Boy and his men also arrived and took two. There were also two female disciples in Shushan who were also the ones who deserved to get the sword. The fat meat that was just about to be in their hands fell into the hands of others. Naturally, they were extremely sad. Those good male disciples were also dissatisfied and scolded, asking Red Boy and others to stay and offer the sword.

Each of them got the sword by chance. What are you yelling about? Qi Lingyun was the daughter of the head of Shushan. When she saw Red Boy asking, she quickly stopped her disciples and then said to Red Boy: The disciples of the sect were not disciplined strictly, and it was a joke.

Red Boy wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, but the other party didn't give him a chance. He thought: If the teacher hadn't told us not to rob, the small Shushan would have been crushed into dust in a blink of an eye. It would have been very easy.

This Shushan is also a group of people who bully the good and fear the evil. When they heard that their human lineage was destroyed, they not only dared not say a word, but now they are still acting like turtles. A thin and thin Barehanded God, wearing a brocade dress with red lotus embroidered on it, laughed loudly. He is a disciple of the Red Lotus Old Demon. The Red Lotus Old Demon belongs to the lineage of the Ghost Mother. With the support of the Styx Patriarch, he is not afraid of anyone.

You monster, what bullshit are you talking about? When Qi Jinchan heard this, he felt uncomfortable, but he also knew that the demon in the distance was provoking him. He secretly opened the lid of the gourd and said deliberately.

When the Barehanded God heard this, he was furious and scolded: The dog hadn't finished talking when he heard a whoosh and the person had been sucked into the gourd.

Qi Jinchan shook the gourd twice, and the water splashed, and then a pool of pus and blood poured out. The evil demons were all surprised and retreated quickly. The monk Chuanxin looked extremely ugly: Shushan has such a magic weapon, which may be disadvantageous in future sword fights.

Red Boy and his companions also frowned.

At this time, there was a light sound, Buddha light, and fairy sound sprinkled from above. It was the three ascetic monks who came down. Seeing that there was no conflict between the two sides, they breathed a sigh of relief. Zhu Mei bowed to Red Boy and said: Brother Dao, how are you? Please pray to the God of Gou Chen on my behalf.

Red Boy nodded, and seeing that there was no benefit in staying here, he said to everyone: Let's go. Then several people went up through the ground, and the light flashed, and they disappeared.

The evil demons did not dare to chase them. Only the two disciples of Sanmao Zhenjun had seen the witch in the Pure Land and had been in a trance. Now that they saw the witch again, they realized that she was from the Tiandao Sect. Suddenly, they had another thought in their minds: It turned out that it was Mao Zhenzhen from the Gouchen Sect. She glared at the two of them fiercely and shook the evil sword in her hand.

Seeing that the evil demons were still surrounding them from a distance, the disciples of Shushan did not dare to take it lightly. They all waited for the intentions of the three ascetic monks. The three also saw that there were many evil demons, and there were also some with profound magic skills. Although they were not afraid, several disciples had not yet refined the magic sword, which was inconvenient and difficult to fight, so they ignored it and shouted, "Let's go through the ground and get out."

Old dog, where are you running? Xuanyuan Dharma King just caught up and just about to drill into the lungs of the ground, he saw the Buddha's light shooting out. Knowing that it was the ascetic monk, he quickly sacrificed the blood-eyed sword and shone it on his head.