Chapter 307: Xing Tian's Head (Part 1)

Oh no, how did the evildoer escape?

The ascetic monk originally used the sandalwood Buddha light to clear the way. As soon as he came out of the ground, he heard the whistling of the sword wind. A blood-eyed sky net was dozens of miles in radius. The blood-eyed light flashed continuously, dazzling people's eyes and ears, and rippling the soul. Because of the fight with Xuanyuan Dharma King, he also knew the power of the blood-eyed sword. Seeing it escape from the Xuanqing Yiqi Lei Gang Net, he knew that Xuanyuan Dharma King must have a powerful magic weapon to protect his body, but the three of them ignored it for a while.

But now the situation is urgent, and there is no time to think too much. He hurriedly used all his strength to release his invisible sword, which shone with crystal light and turned into a transparent big hand, rushing upwards. On the other hand, one hand was the Taoist Taiyi Divine Thunder, and the other hand was the Buddhist Demon-Subduing Brahma Thunder, hitting it like a string of beads, trying to shake open the blood-eyed net.

Zhu Mei and Bai Guyi were right next to the ascetic monk. The three of them were alert at the same time. They were not surprised. They all released their own immortal swords, and the sword light burst out. The light was tangled and they were all shot at the blood eye net that was coming down. The two of them had been inseparable since they were in the human world. They practiced some magic weapons and estimated that their immortal swords might not be able to resist the blood eye. At the same time, they sacrificed the five-color brocade cloud cover, which was made of colorful clouds in the heavens and could resist the disaster of swords and weapons.

This time, the Dharma King Xuanyuan took action, but he was very cautious, fearing that he would fall into the tricks of several people. He divided his magic power and had already propped up the Demon Umbrella, which turned into a black gold electric cloud of more than an acre in size. He hid himself in it and drove the blood eye sword in his hand to fight the enemy from a distance. He was unwilling to take risks easily.

Bang, there were continuous explosions. As soon as the crystal-like hand transformed by the invisible sword of the ascetic monk touched the blood-eyed net, tens of thousands of blood eyes blinked at the same time. In almost a breath, the crystal light was crushed into powder. At the same time, Zhu Mei's twelve banana leaf fairy swords were also sucked into the blood eyes. In a blink of an eye, they became twenty-four. The broken sword handles fell down immediately. The two kinds of divine thunder of the ascetic monk hit the net, which was like a drop in the ocean. The blood-eyed net did not move at all, but only touched the five-color brocade cloud cover. The two entangled for a few times, like a steel file rubbing wood, and finally the five-color brocade cloud cover turned into pieces of colorful clouds and dispersed.

The flying swords of the three people were all destroyed. Even some magic weapons were destroyed. Zhu Mei spent a lot of effort to refine the Banana Leaf Immortal Sword. He felt a little distressed and shouted: You little brats, why don't you come up and deal with this evildoer quickly?

As soon as the words fell, Qi Jinchan and Zhu Wen rushed up. One of them sacrificed the Tianxin Double Rings and the Thunderbolt Driving Yang Sword, and the other took the Tiandun Mirror and shot out divine light. Wrap the treasure and hold it up. Zhu Mei and the other two hurriedly used the mysterious skills and went up to help.

Tiandun Mirror was a magic weapon that Guangchengzi refined in the prehistoric times. At that time, Guangchengzi was the first bell-beating golden immortal under Yuanshi's seat. He had great magic power and had not suffered the disaster of Hunyuan Jindou. The magic weapon he refined was naturally very powerful. With the combined efforts of five people, he resisted the Blood Eye Sword.

When the Dharma King Xuanyuan saw a young man with a gourd suddenly rushing out, he took a closer look and found that it was Jin Chan. He was horrified. After being warned by Da Fentian, he dared not speak. He also learned the wonderful use of the gourd and was afraid that the treasure would be taken away. He hurriedly retracted the Blood Eye Sword and turned it into three very thin red lines. He was in the black gold lightning cloud transformed by the Demon Umbrella. The wind came and went quickly, and the red lines stabbed randomly. He did not dare to fight head-on.

In the Demon Umbrella, not only is it difficult to hurt the magic weapon, but also when fighting, it is elusive and moves like lightning. It is best to fight in a mobile way. Even if you fail for a moment, as long as you think about it, you will be thousands of miles away in an instant. The enemy will not be able to catch up. It is really powerful.

Because of his concerns, the Dharma King Xuanyuan also kept five points of strength. If something goes wrong, he will escape far away. If the opponent has no means, he will kill him fiercely. Jin Chan was hard to figure out because the Xuanyuan Dharma King was just circling around, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, and not producing anything. The three red lines were also powerful. He had to use all his strength to resist, so he had no time to play with the gourd.

After fighting with the sword for dozens of rounds, he couldn't think of any way. The ascetic monk said in a deep voice: This evildoer has the Asura treasure. Don't argue with him for the time being. After returning to the mountain, we will think of a way to restrain him.

Everyone, hurry up. The old demons below are trying to snatch the magic sword. The disciples are not easy to resist and are trying to get away. They see Qi Lingyun bringing the three sisters Yuwen, Yuhua, and Yuzhen up, and later followed by Mao Zhenzhen and dozens of others. The treasure light is flying, the shouting and scolding are endless, and from time to time there is the rumbling sound of thunder.

This is reasonable. There are a group of old demons below, all of whom are famous and have great magical powers. They have fought swords in Cangmang Mountain. Not only do they want the magic sword, but they also want to prevent Shushan from getting it. Otherwise, they will fight swords three times in Cangmang Mountain. So they burst into wounding. It would be good if they could get the magic sword, but it would also be good if they could not get it and kill a few Shushan disciples.

The Heart-eating Monk took action first. He shook his body and used the Mysterious Soul-catching Claw taught by the Ghost Mother. A dark big hand emerged from his head. In the ground, there was a ghost cry, phosphorus dots, impermanence flying around, and it was fascinating. It went straight to the three sisters of the Yu family who got the sword.

The monk Chuanxin was the most cunning. He took off the human skull rosary and threw it into the air. With a crackling sound, he turned into a dozen white bone demons and flew all over the sky. However, he shrunk his body and attached himself to the back of a white bone demon, waiting for an opportunity to seize the sword. He also felt resentful towards the Heart-eating Monk in his heart.

You greedy monk, you must take it all by yourself. If you had listened to my advice and divided a few swords, you wouldn't have ended up in this situation now.

It turned out that the monk who ate the heart had obtained six magic swords early on and wanted to refine them in the earth lungs. He didn't know that the magic swords were spiritual. As long as it was the boy holding the sword back then, he could come with one move. He knew that it was an outsider, so he had to use force to wipe out the sword spirit inside before he could subdue it and refine it into his soul. One sword was fine, but how could the monk who ate the heart subdue six magic swords?

Relying on the secret technique of the ghost mother and the evil spirit in the earth lungs, he finally suppressed the restlessness of the magic swords, and then several powerful demons came to him, all wanting a share of the pie. Naturally, the monk who ate the heart was unwilling to share the fat meat in his mouth, and almost started fighting. Later, more and more people came, including those in the left way, earth immortals, and those in the righteous, and things were difficult to handle. The monk Chuanxin proposed to divide a few swords. Just when they were about to discuss this matter, the Shushan and Tiandao sects broke in and took away their swords as soon as they met. The demons were afraid of the Lord Gouchen and dared not to fight. They had just suppressed it, but now that the Tiandao sect members had left, they naturally started fighting.

Seeing the monk Chuanxin and the monk Shixin fighting, the old demons naturally did not want to be lonely. For a moment, the scene was chaotic, and the demons danced wildly and could not get out of control. Dozens of Taiji sect disciples were killed by the old demon Jiu of Jiushen Mountain in one round, and even their souls were taken away. However, among them, the three immortals Huli, Luli and Yangli from Sanqing Mountain were neither good nor evil. Although they were monsters, they also practiced the orthodox Taoist techniques of Xuanmen. They did not fight, but just watched coldly.

Because the Shushan disciples had already obtained the swords, they did not want to fight, so they gathered together, protected themselves with sword light magic weapons, and rushed out.

As soon as Qi Lingyun came up, he saw Jin Chan, Zhu Wen, and the ascetic monk were all sweating profusely. Before the incident, he had been instructed by Master Xuanzang to avoid the evildoer Xuanyuan Dharma King, but he did not expect him to be so powerful. There were evildoers blocking the way in front and evil demons chasing behind. The situation was tense. He immediately used the flying sword to help and told his disciples to be careful.

Qi Lingyun sacrificed the flying sword, and his sister Qi Xiaer sacrificed the Nanming Lihuo Sword of Master Bodhidharma. Two rays of light, one gold and one red, resisted the red line of the Dharma King Xuanyuan. After fighting for a while, Mao Zhenzhen shouted and used the sword of the evil spirit. A swimming dragon crystal rainbow, shocking the sky, all killed the blood-eyed sword of the Dharma King Xuanyuan.

As soon as the sword of Quexie came out, the Xuanyuan Dharma King was a little exhausted, and was afraid of the power of Jin Chan's gourd, so he fled far away. With this break, the Shushan disciples and the righteous people rushed into the air. Mao Zhenzhen pulled a few fellow disciples and said: "Fellow Taoists, goodbye." Then a flash of light flashed and went to heaven.

At this time, the evil demons rushed up and used their methods. Suddenly, the sky was filled with demonic energy, ghosts crossed the sky, strange cries were heard, magic weapons flew around, and screams were heard. Just a few earthly immortals were cut off their bodies. The Yuanying just jumped out and was about to use magic weapons to fight, but was caught by the Xuanming Soul-Snatching Ghost Claw of the Heart-Eating Monk. He was imprisoned on it, and was rushed by the demonic energy, lost his true spirit, and turned into a fierce ghost, which added a lot of fierceness to him. The big evil demons fought excitedly, and they could not distinguish between friend and foe, but they accidentally injured many people.

The people in the righteous way were neat and gathered together, with magic weapons interweaving, and no accidental injuries, especially the three magic swords, shining brightly, interweaving back and forth in the magic cloud. Many famous demons dodged repeatedly, fearing that they would be cut. When dodging, they were almost accidentally injured by the evil magic of another demon.

King Xuanyuan had already found the monk Chuanxin, and looked at the chaos in front of him, shaking his head and saying: The people in my left way are not convinced by each other, and they cannot gather together. If they fight each other, they will certainly not be defeated.

Chuanxin Zhengshang smiled and said: Did the king of law move his mind back then? But now is not like the human world. Although the king of law has cultivated magic, he may not be able to surpass his peers and restore the glory of the human world. King Xuanyuan nodded, knowing that the monk Chuanxin was telling the truth. Although he was powerful, he was alone after all, weak and alone, and he didn't even have a runner. It was really difficult to be like the human world.

The Shushan disciples got three magic swords, the disciples of the Three Mao Zhenjuns in the heaven got one, the disciples of the Tiandao got four, and I, the people of the Zuodao, didn't get any. I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble in the future. The monk Chuanxin said again.

Where did the Tiandao sect come from? It sounds familiar.

The Xuanyuan Dharma King was about to ask the Shixinjiu Tuo in detail, when he suddenly saw several more lights flying from the south. They were either the golden light of Buddhism, the blue cloud of Xuanmen, or the light of immortal swords. He knew that it was probably the helpers from Shushan, but it was not surprising. The Shushan sect was good at calling for helpers in the human world. There were many Buddhist masters and immortals. The Xuanyuan Chuan King also wanted to see if it was an old acquaintance, so he kept his troops to himself.

Amitabha Buddha chanted a Buddha's name, and before he could make any movement, three old monks flew out of thin air, all with kind eyes. Xuanyuan Dharma King was surprised when he saw them, and recognized that these two monks were his mortal enemies in the past, one was Baimei Zen Master, one was Tianmeng Zen Zhong, and one was Dazhi Zen Zhong. Especially Tianzhi Zen Master, he was the 47th Venerable Ajashulilu under the seat of Buddha Tathagata, and his magic power was extremely profound. When he met them, Xuanyuan Dharma King felt a little flustered, but then he thought about his own unparalleled magic skills and the upper-level Asura magic tools, and he became bolder and sneered.

After the three old Zen masters chanted the Buddha's name, they put their hands together, and the soft Buddha light sprinkled from the sky and cut into the demonic energy. The old demons were shocked to see that helpers had come, and they had to guard against other demons, so they had no time to fight, so they stopped and retreated far away.

The Xuanyuan Dharma King also recognized the people behind the three old monks. They were all enemies in the human world in the past. However, the Dharma King was hiding in the Demon Umbrella, and everyone only saw the black gold lightning cloud. Although the magic power of the monks was profound, they were still far inferior to the Great Burning Sky, and naturally could not see through the situation in the Demon Umbrella.

Brothers, it has not been decades since the day of the sword fight in Cangmang. Why are you so impatient? This magic sword was born and it was destined to be obtained by the destined person. It should not be on you brothers, and you can't force it. After the three old monks, a Taoist came up. The Xuanyuan Dharma King and the monk Chuanxin recognized him. He was the eldest disciple of the Taoist Changmei, the elder of Shushan, Xuan Zhenzi.

All the old demons snorted coldly and collected the magic weapons. One of them was thin, with a big head and a small body. He held a metal spear that was half a meter longer than himself and wrapped in a piece of animal skin. There was a demon head tattooed on his forehead, and he looked like a wild man. When he heard Xuan Zhenzi speak, he shouted: You are talking nonsense. You took advantage today. If my disciples meet me in the future, I will tell them to be careful.

When the old demon spoke, Xuan Zhenzi just smiled slightly, did not answer, and did not look at the old demon. He opposed the dozens of disciples who had swords and said: You are destined to be with the magic sword, you should work hard, and it will be just right to eliminate demons and defend the way in the future.

After saying that, the three old monks waved their monk robes, and the Buddha's light wrapped dozens of disciples, and they went to the south together. Because the old demons had their own ideas, they chased alone, but they were defeated and lost their lives, so they had to give up.

When the people from Shushan left, the Dharma King Xuanyuan also put away his magic umbrella and showed up. He was still a young man in white. The old demons didn't know who he was. They were all confused. They came to the North Pole from afar, but didn't get anything. Some of them were bullied, so they were naturally angry. Some of them had grudges against each other and glared at each other. The atmosphere was not good and they were about to fight again.

The monk Chuanxin said hurriedly: Brothers, if you want to fight, the Xuan Sect is rampant now, and my left sect is weak. The first two sword fights were due to incompatibility, otherwise we wouldn't have been defeated. If you have any grudges, please suppress them temporarily. It won't be too late to make a decision after the three sword fights. Otherwise, we will die in internal fighting before they kill the demons, which is a joke.

Seeing that what Chuanxin Monk said made sense, the demons calmed down a little. Jiushen Mountain Demon Jiu asked Xuanyuan Dharma King who was next to Chuanxin Monk: Why is this Taoist brother so rude?

Dharma King Xuanyuan did not say anything, but Chuanxin Monk explained it well. When the demons heard it, they sneered in their hearts: It turns out that he is a human flesh head, who suffered a great loss from Shushan and has been a turtle for thousands of years. He also claims to be the leader of the demon clan in the world. He is really a toad yawning and has a big mouth.

When the demons heard it, they were not interested either. They didn't even look at Xuanyuan Dharma King and were ready to leave. Seeing the expressions of the demons, Dharma King Xuanyuan thought to himself: These demons are all arrogant. I have to show my skills a little bit, so as not to let them look down on me and have no words in the future.

Dharma King Xuanyuan said immediately: Taoist brothers, please stay and listen to me.

The leader of Qingzhu Mountain, Tiangou Layman, Ma Yi Taoist, Huoguan Sanren, Qingjing Demon God, Huanxi Demon God, Sanqing Yangli Great Immortal, Huli Great Immortal, Luli Great Immortal, Qingguang God, Jiushen Mountain Jiu Old Demon and other demons stopped and looked at Xuanyuan Dharma King. The old demon who looked like a wild man just now bulged his eyes and screamed impatiently: Boy, what do you want?

When Xuanyuan Dharma King heard this, he was unhappy, but he couldn't do it. He thought to himself: This wild man, I will let you know my methods later.

All of you Taoist brothers are from my left-handed lineage, and you have more or less some grievances with Shushan. I see that all of you Taoist brothers are gathered here, but it is predestined. Why don't we discuss cooperation together, and I, the ancestor, will be the host. Why don't we join forces to deal with the Shushan disciples together? Xuanyuan Dharma King smiled.

When the monk Chuanxin heard this, he secretly cried out: It's bitter, this is not in the human world, how can this old demon buy your account.

As expected, as soon as the Xuanyuan Dharma King spoke, all the old demons laughed, clearly with a sarcastic look. The old demon just now laughed twice and said: Boy, who do you think you are? Even the old demon of the sky corpse, the Taoist of the Hundred Demons, you are not qualified to host us. You have means in the human world, but in my eyes, you are just a grasshopper jumping around. How can you be qualified to invite us? Could it be that you have gone crazy?

After saying that, he laughed again, and all the demons laughed. The Xuanyuan Dharma King also laughed, but it was just a grim laugh with a ferocious face. Without saying anything, he shook his body, and the nine-headed blood god flew out and rushed towards the wild old demon.

The old demon of the wild man knew that the Dharma King Xuanyuan was going to make a move. When he saw him move, he poked the spear in his hand, and the demon head pierced on his forehead flew out. It changed in the air and became the size of an acre. He opened his mouth and sucked fiercely. Yellow teeth interlaced and the stench rushed out. The old demons around him changed color and covered their noses.

The nine-headed blood god seemed to be sucked by something and threw it straight into the mouth of the demon. The old demon of the wild man laughed and said: Boy, your skills are shallow. Why don't you take me as your teacher and teach you the upper level of skills.

When the Dharma King Xuanyuan saw that the blood god was sucked, he was afraid that the other party really had some secrets. If he accidentally lost face, it would be bad in the future. He quickly sacrificed the blood eye sword, opened the magic umbrella, turned it around, and the black gold lightning cloud surged. The blood net was covered. As soon as the old demon of the wild man finished speaking, the blood eye net covered it, netting the demon head, and with a snap, the bones and flesh flew, and then all turned into the net.

The old demon was shocked, and then he was furious: Boy, you destroyed my magic weapon, I will make you

Before he finished speaking, the black gold lightning cloud surged, the blood god pounced, the blood eye net turned back, and a few thunders sounded. The old demon was pounced on by the Xuanyuan Dharma King, and his body was penetrated. His magic power and blood were sucked clean, and then he was shattered into powder by the Demon Umbrella.

The monk Chuanxin was shocked when he saw it, and sighed repeatedly: Dharma King, you have caused a big disaster