I Have a Luck Altar Chapter 456

   "It is enough to deal with Yangshen Zhenjun."

  Moro smiled lightly, but there was an incomparably huge confidence in his words, as if all opponents were ignored by him!

  Chen Yuan was speechless, shocked inexplicably.

  You must know that before deciding to rescue Senior Moro this time, neither he nor the Taoist masters of the Taoist Palace put all their hopes on Senior Moro.

  What they told him was to let him leave the harem quietly after rescuing Senior Moro, without worrying about them.

   I have my own way to leave.

  Of course, although several Taoists tried their best to show their confidence to let Chen Yuan not worry, how could he not think too much?

After all, from their point of view, Senior Mo Luo's primordial spirit has been suppressed by the Dajin dragon veins for more than two hundred years. Even if he has a sky-high cultivation, he may have already faded into a state of serious injury. The movement is gone.

   So, they don't count on that.

   itself is still determined to die.

  But now that there is another village, this senior Moro has shown great confidence. Apart from being shocked, Chen Yuan is also delighted by it. He really doesn't want those fellow Taoists to perish here.

  But he can only dormant and endure.

   "Since that's the case, let Senior Moro do it."

  Chen Yuan said in a deep voice.

   Still the same sentence, he is really not afraid that Mo Luo has any bad intentions to seize the house from him. When he fell to Xiantai in Mengze Mountain, there was an old guy who wanted to seize the house.

  But he was tricked into entering the altar, and under the power of the mysterious luck altar, he could only collapse little by little.

  Going forward, it was time to subdue the Emperor Butcher Knife. Even though the Dragon Soul of the Emperor Butcher Knife possessed a monstrous ferocious aura, it was still suppressed like an honest loach under the altar of luck.

  The Altar of Luck, this kind of fetish does not seem like a treasure that can be refined.

  He even suspected that the reason why he came to this world was because of this thing, not because of washing his feet! !

   Chen Yuan has great confidence in this kind of fetish.

   I don't think this thing can be suppressed with the power of Mo Luo Yuanshen. In Chen Yuan's impression, he seemed to have seen a hazy strong man when he was in Emperor Wu City.

  Even he couldn't detect the existence of the Altar of Luck, and the possibility of Moro being able to detect it was extremely small.

  Furthermore, the other party made it very clear that he wanted to use his physical body temporarily, and ordinary old monsters seized his body. How can there be such a situation? Besides. Jiang He, Yang Huatian, Su Ziyue, Li Suqing, Chu Changfeng and other outstanding people who would save their lives at the cost of saving their lives, would their hearts be so shallow?

  Chen Yuan instinctively didn't believe it.

  So, he agreed very readily.

   Seeing Chen Yuan trusting himself unconditionally, Mo Luo gave him a deep look, nodded and said:

   "Relax your mind and don't resist."

"bring it on."

  Mo Luo slowly closed his eyes, and the lotus flower under him began to rotate again, and the rays of light began to escape, like a dragon swimming, but a look of surprise flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes.

  Because Moro's appearance has changed drastically at this moment! !

  Straw lines as black as ink gradually climbed onto Mo Luo's face. The original bald head now turned into a head of black long hair, and the white clothes on his body seemed to be dyed black by ink.

  If the former Mo Luo was a white-clothed divine monk who saw through the world in Chen Yuan's eyes, now he is a terrifying demon head, and the compassion radiating around him has become the most yin and evil.

   Until now, Chen Yuan did not understand why Mo Luo was called a 'demon monk' by a mysterious existence in his memory.

  The golden lotus under Mo Luo's body also quickly turned into a black lotus, completely different from before. Even if the aura around him escaped a little, it was enough to make Chen Yuan feel startled.

   "Senior Moro, you."

  Chen Yuan opened his mouth and couldn't help asking.

   But Mo Luo, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes at this moment, with a bloodthirsty and indifferent expression in his eyes, and said softly: "I am a Buddha, and I am also a demon. What is a Buddha? What is a demon?

  Buddhas and demons are basically the same, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell! "

"Uh"

  Before, Moro's voice was ethereal, but now Moro's voice is hoarse and indifferent.

   "Buddha is merciful. If you make a move at this moment, you will become a demon. This seat enters your body. You must carefully understand this power. If you practice the Asura demon body in the future, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

  Chen Yuan nodded:

   "Chen understands, senior please!"

   Mo Luo in black nodded slightly, Yuanshen left the lotus throne, and gradually approached Chen Yuan, like a small lake instantly filled a sea, the terrifying power even made Chen Yuan's face a bit hideous.

  A series of magic patterns spread all over his body, his chest was pounding like thunder, his blood was roaring, and his muscles and bones were crackling.

  The aura around him suddenly reached a terrifying level.

   This power is something he has never had before.

  Although it hurts, it is very refreshing! !

   The thrill of power.

  The clear eyes were also filled with a touch of blood, and became quite strange.

  Although Mo Luo entered Chen Yuan's physical body, half of the control was still in his hands, and the other party didn't intend to get involved in the altar at all, and he let go of his nervousness before.

  Chen Yuan raised his hand, a flash of golden light flashed, and a white-clothed figure reappeared on the lotus throne.

  Turning around, Chen Yuan left the Town Demon Cave.

  Before Zhenmo Pass, Chen Yuan closed the stone gate again, raised his hand to connect the seals, golden rays of light shone, and in a blink of an eye, it was covered with Sanskrit.

   Same as before.

   "Senior, is this someone who wants to deceive Lingshan?" Chen Yuan asked.

   "The news of the poor monk's escape from poverty cannot be leaked, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. With these disguises, even if Pu Xian comes here in person in a short period of time, he will not find any abnormalities."

  Chen Yuan's consciousness instantly became clear.

  Mo Luo also answered Chen Yuan's doubts during the conversation. The reason why Lingshan is not guarded by the strong here is because he is confident that it is impossible for someone to break the seal without disturbing Pu Xian.

  Second, it is unnecessary to leave a bodhisattva here to guard this place, but the arhats under the bodhisattva will be affected.

   This is where such a scene comes into being.

  Zhenmo Pass was disguised again, Chen Yuan raised his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

   Master Asura, officially launched!

  Inside the West Imperial City.

  With Jingtai's will, the powerhouse of the imperial court erupted with stronger power again in an instant, and used countless methods one after another, blasting towards several Taoist masters in the Taoist Palace.

  Innate five-element array.

  Su Ziyue, Li Suqing and others each town one side.

  Constantly using the power of formations to wear down the means of these court powerhouses, but as time goes by, they are still a little bit unsupported.

   It has completely exceeded the tolerance limit of Chu Changfeng and others.

  Su Ziyue's mouth overflowed with a bright red, and her momentum weakened.

  Chu Changfeng standing at the front is wearing a blood-stained gown.

  Su Ziyue has just broken through, and if she is allowed to withstand the strongest attack, it will not take long before she may be broken into the formation, and those of them with higher cultivation bases will naturally go up.

  The evil ghost old man laughed maniacally, manipulating the formation to kill continuously.

   It has been nearly two quarters of an hour since the confrontation. The imperial court also suffered casualties. A real person fell and was shot through by Chu Changfeng.

  A real person was seriously injured, half of his body was directly cut off by Yang Huatian.

   Being able to reach this point has already demonstrated their strength. After all, they are under siege.

  The real emperor of the royal family looked gloomy, looked at several real people, and said in a deep voice:

   "Everyone, don't hold back any more, or the face of the court today will be damaged."

  The remaining six real people looked at each other and nodded slightly.

  They all still have some means of suppressing the bottom of the box that have not been used.

   Seeing the consent of several real people, the real king of the royal family also let go of his heart, and immediately rushed to the fire flag in the innate five-element formation. He had already found the weak point in the previous battle.

   It was the man in the black robe.

  If the members of Dao Shrine are all cultivators, they will naturally be able to persist for a while, but except for Chu Changfeng and Li Suqing and Yang Huatian, the other two are only primordial souls.

  Even though there was help from time to time, it still pushed Su Ziyue and that Hua Yang from the Demon Prison Gate to their limit.

  The six Huayang real people desperately used the method of pressing the bottom of the box. Chu Changfeng and others instantly felt the pressure doubled, and their faces were gloomy, but the royal real monarch desperately used all his strength to attack one point.

  The void is shaking, and billowing black clouds are gathering.

"break!!"

  The True Monarch of the Royal Family let out a long cry, his clothes fluttered, and he opened his mouth and suddenly spit out a small sword that had been stored for many years, absorbing the terrifying vitality in a flash in the void and suddenly growing.

  In an instant, he rushed straight to the black-clothed Huayang.

  The Xiantian Five Elements Fire Banner erupted with a raging flame, and the void seemed to be burned, and it suddenly collided with the huge sword that suddenly grew bigger.

   This time, Huo Qi's endurance reached its limit, and the implication of the large formation was suddenly broken.

"die!"

  The true king of the royal family pinched his fingers and rushed towards the black-clothed Huayang with a sword.

   "poof"

  Blood spilled into the sky, and the real person from Dao Shrine Palace didn't even have time to escape, and was wiped out alive.

   As soon as he died, the innate five-element array was also shattered.

   "poof"

   "poof"

  Chu Changfeng, Yang Huatian, and the others were drawn by their minds, their faces turned pale, and they suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

   "The innate five-element formation is broken, you will fall here today!!"

   Royal Family True Monarch sneered contemptuously.

  Without the Innate Five Elements Formation, he would be able to kill the so-called Taoist masters one by one, and completely smash the Taoist Palace that had just been revealed to the world.

  Tell the people of the world that if you dare to provoke the bottom line of the court, there is only one dead end.

  Li Suqing's gaze shrank suddenly, and just as he was about to use some means, he saw Chu Changfeng snarled, and a series of demonic energy condensed, and a black shadow appeared in the void.

  Yi exudes an aura that is not inferior to that of Huayang Daoist, but after using this secret technique, his face turned even paler, and he forcibly regained control of the Xiantian Fire Flag.

"kill!!"

  Chu Changfeng's eyes were as red as blood, and he roared wildly.

   "Brother Hell!"

  Worry flashed in Li Suqing's eyes.

  Forcibly controlling two innate five-element flags with one person's strength will bring enormous pressure, and Chu Changfeng will definitely pay an extremely heavy price.

  Su Ziyue and Yang Huatian also turned their gazes to Chu Changfeng, clenching their teeth.

   "Continue. As long as Senior Mo Luo doesn't get away, we can't retreat. At most, we will die. Before coming today, Chu has already made these preparations."

  Chu Changfeng voice transmission.

   "That's right, it's nothing more than death. Qiqing, Changqing, after Chen Yuan summons you, you immediately leave with Fellow Daoist Heavenly Sword. You have the Forbidden Bead in your hand, and you have a great hope of leaving. This old man will cut off the heir for you."

  Yang Huatian looked at Li Suqing.

"no."

   "I'll break the queen!"

  Su Ziyue and Li Suqing walked together.

"Don't be arrogant, Brother Evil Ghost is right, then you must find the right time to leave, and leave the rest to the two of us. Fellow Daoist Qiqing lacks cultivation, Fellow Daoist Changqing has extraordinary means, and Fellow Daoist Heavenly Sword has The appearance of a true monarch, after we die, whether the Taoist Palace can truly stand in the rivers and lakes depends on you."

  Chu Changfeng said in a deep voice.

  Li Suqing let out a long breath, clenched his fists tightly, and did not speak.

  It was the first time that Su Ziyue felt ashamed of her lack of strength. If she had also reached the peak of **** refining, the two of them would not be the ones left today.

   Several people did not forget to fight against the real monarch of the royal family during the process of communicating with the heavenly scriptures, but they have already fallen into a complete disadvantage. After all, it is too reluctant for four people to hold the Xiantian Five Elements Array flag.

   "Hmph, the trapped beast is still fighting."

  The True Monarch of the Imperial Family snorted coldly, and continued to resort to tricks.

   A terrifying ray of light intertwined.

   In less than a quarter of an hour, these rebellious officials and thieves of Dao Shrine Palace will die!

  The remaining six real people also saw the dawn of victory, and frantically vented their methods, suppressing and beating Su Ziyue and others.

  Chu Changfeng, Li Suqing and others are not in good condition, and Jiang He is in even worse condition. They use the innate five-element formation to resist a real king and eight other real people.

   And Jiang He is facing a real king alone!

   Moreover, what he faced was not an ordinary True Monarch, but a True Monarch who was well-known on the supreme list. Although the ranking was not high, his strength was far superior to that Royal True Monarch.

  Before, Jiang He used ten thousand swords to block Samantabhadra Bodhisattva for a moment, and he felt a tingling pain, but that was all.

  In fact, that sword didn't even break Samantabhadra's defense, the Immovable Mingwang Bell.

   "Buddha is coming!"

  The indifferent Samantabhadra opened his mouth and spat out two words.

  In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and in the void, a huge Buddha's palm descended from the sky, crashing down with a huge force of suppression. Under the Buddha's palm, Jiang He looked so small.

  He raised his head and looked at the Buddha's palm in the sky. Jiang He let out a sigh of relief, his face was solemn, and the sword intent in his body quickly began to gather. He stepped out and faced the giant palm of the void!

   A series of void sword qi followed Jiang He, and suddenly collided with the Void Buddha Palm.

   "Boom!!"

  The roar of the explosion exploded above the imperial city, and the void seemed to be completely frozen at this moment, and many eyes gathered in it.

   Maybe a quarter of an hour has passed, and it seems like a moment has passed.

  Finally, there was movement in the void.

   "Kaka.Ka."

   Cracks appeared on the Hundred Palms Buddha Palm, one finger collapsed, and then the entire palm was implicated, and then, the Buddha Palm shattered in an instant.

   Layers of heat waves swept out, and waves appeared in the void.

  Chu Changfeng and the others looked at this scene with divided minds, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

   Jiang He blocked it?

  So strong!

  But before they could continue to look forward to it, a figure crashed down from the void.

   It was Jiang He!

  At this moment, his appearance changed drastically.

   Shengxue's clothes, which were originally white, were completely dyed red. Looking from afar, they seemed to be wearing a blood robe, and the aura around him quickly began to fade.

   "Heavenly Sword!!"

  Chu Changfeng shouted loudly, wanting to help.

  But as soon as he made a move, he was blown away by the palm of the real emperor of the royal family, and the real people of the court also moved accordingly, not allowing these rebellious officials and thieves to help.

  Everyone seemed to be able to watch Jiang He fall to the ground helplessly.

  Jiang He closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

  At the moment when he was about to land, a gust of breeze blew by, and then, streams of void sword energy supported his body, slowly hanging in the void.

   Eyelashes moved slightly, Jiang He opened his eyes, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

   "Tongtian Sword Art, ten thousand swords return to one!!"

   There was a murmur, but it accurately fell into everyone's ears.

   Puxian Bodhisattva stared at him, feeling a sense of danger.

  At this moment, Jiang He's originally declining aura rose steadily, even surpassing before, and within a radius of 10,000 meters, streams of sword aura began to gather from the ground, the void, and all directions.

  The wind is a sword, the grass is a sword, everything is a sword.

   In the blink of an eye, the sky above the imperial city was filled with sword energy again.

  It seems that Jiang He borrowed the other half of the city sword.

  Jiang He opened his arms, and with a thought, based on the Qingyun Sword, all the sword energy around him surged towards him in an instant, and in just a moment, it condensed into a supreme sword.

   "This sword will kill you!"

  Jiang He looked at Samantabhadra Bodhisattva calmly.

   "Amitabha, come here, Your Excellency!"

  Psalmant Bodhisattva remains unmoved, and the Fudo King Seed shines brightly.

  Jiang He smiled, stretched out his sword finger, and the Excalibur burst into momentum with a bang.

  The terrifying divine sword seemed to have crossed time and space, and appeared in front of Puxian in an instant, and was in a stalemate with Fudo Mingwang Zhong. At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on this sword.

  Puxian's originally calm eyes flashed with horror.

next moment.

  The golden bell protecting the body shattered, and the sword was directly nailed to his chest. Samantabhadra Bodhisattva looked down at the sword on his chest, opened his mouth, and then

  Both the physical body and the divine sword were annihilated, and the Qingyun sword was greatly damaged in spirituality, and flew back backwards.

"he died?"

  At this moment, everyone's eyes were shocked.

  Which sword killed Puxian Bodhisattva?

  Jingtai's face was instantly solemn, even a little ugly.

   But just when everyone thought that Puxian Bodhisattva was dead, a golden light flashed in the sky, and a figure suddenly appeared.

   "Good sword."

"Pity"

  Jiang He smiled, as if he had expected this situation long ago.

  Exhausting all his strength, he only hurt Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

   Still, he tried his best.

  As soon as the voice fell, Jiang He's whole body actually began to decline immediately. This time, his aura dropped to the extreme, and even his body was a little unstable, and he needed to lean on the Qingyun Sword.

  There seemed to be some confusion and remembrance in his eyes.

   Flashed through his life, flashed a beautiful shadow.

   "It's a pity, the last sword has not been created yet." Jiang He smiled faintly, closed his eyes, and went to die generously.

  In Shuanghe Temple.

  Li Hongshuang, who was watching the battle, felt a palpitation in her heart for some reason, as if a piece had been forcibly taken away. She blinked her eyes, and an endless sadness surged out.

  Seeing that the strong man with the sword closed his eyes and gave up resistance, Cao Zhengxian flashed a smile in his eyes, and said softly:

   "Your Majesty, the victory is set!"

  Jingtai nodded slightly, showing a sense of relief.

  At that moment just now, he really almost thought that Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was defeated by this unknown swordsman.

   Fortunately, he still failed to achieve the feat of refining gods and defeating true kings.

  Su Ziyue and Li Suqing saw Jiang He closing his eyes and preparing to die, a sense of despair rose in their hearts.

  Chen Yuan, why haven't you rescued Senior Mo Luo yet! !

   Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Puxian Bodhisattva put his palms together at Jiang He to show his respect. The opponent's sword really almost broke his real body.

   Respectable!

   But, that's all.

   "Please donate to reincarnation!"

   Puxian Bodhisattva slowly raised his palm.

  But at this moment, black clouds swelled between the sky and the earth, the demonic energy covered the sky, and a terrifying aura came over, without any scruples, it came directly at them.

  Suddenly, everyone's gazes instantly converged on the black cloud. Jiang He, who had closed his eyes to wait for death, also opened his eyes with a flash of astonishment.

  From the black cloud, came a somewhat hoarse voice:

   "Master Shura of the Taoist Palace, here you are!!"

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