My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 144

Xuanqing Mountain, the mountains are criss-crossed, thousands of rocks and ravines, hidden in the danger, hidden in the quiet.

An Jing stood on the head of the thousand-year-old black anaconda, while Lou Xiangzhen stood on the tail.

Looking at the towering mountains in front of him, An Jing couldn't help but say, "The Ancestral Court of Xuanmen is really impressive."

Although he has also seen Nanhua Mountain, which is the highest in the world, compared with Xuanqing Mountain, Nanhua Mountain always feels a bit worse in artistic conception and taste.

Lou Xiangzhen fell to An Jing's side, looked forward and said, "Would you like to go up the mountain to have a look? You are also a disciple of Xuanmen. Although there are no disciples of Xuanmen on Xuanqing Mountain, there is still a path left by masters of Xuanmen. Rhyme and imprint, many of which are left by some great masters."

"Alright."

An Jing took a deep breath, then nodded.

Xuanmen is the oldest sect in the world today, even older than Buddhism. At this moment, it is under the ancestral court of Xuanmen.

Then the two came to the ancient road, An Jing tended to hide the thousand-year-old black anaconda, and the two stepped on the stone steps and walked towards the top of Xuanqing Mountain.

The mountains and forests are quiet, empty and deserted, and there are many tourists who come to play along the way.

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the stone steps in front of him, and said slowly: "This is called the sky-climbing step, with a total of 9,999 floors, all those who want to climb this Xuanqing Mountain must walk up this sky-climbing step. Go, it takes nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps to reach the top of the mountain one step at a time."

An Jing stepped on the stone steps, glanced at the endless stone steps, and couldn't help but say, "Going to the sky, can people really go to the sky?"

The great master has extended his life for three hundred years, and it seems that he has reached the limit, but what about the great master?

Lou Xiangzhen's expression was as plain as water, "How difficult it is to ascend to the sky, even if there is, it is not done by manpower."

An Jing nodded and said nothing.

A great master can stun everyone in the world, not to mention immortality.

The two walked one step at a time, and it took about an hour or so before the two reached the top of Xuanqing Mountain, Heiniugang.

When we got to the top of the mountain, there were all tourists who were playing and watching, and there were also some Taoists who were divination.

Lou Xiangzhen pointed to a piece of empty land in the distance, and said, "It is rumored that my Xuanmen Patriarch has a black cow with open eyes. When entering and leaving the water, there will be wind and rain, the light is like the sun and the moon, and its sound is like thunder, so it was stocked here at that time. , so this place is called Hei Niu Gang."

An Jing nodded and said, "The black cow should also be a beast."

There are many strange beasts in this world. They have survived for thousands of years, and their strength is unpredictable. They may be hidden in unknown corners like the black anaconda of the millennium.

Lou Xiangzhen walked in front and said, "It is recorded in the ancient books of Xuanmen that the black bull knows human nature and is so powerful that even a master in the master realm can't stop it."

The two walked while talking, and after a while, they came to a dilapidated hall.

Above the main hall is a repaired plaque, the Hall of Thousand Machines.

At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest in a Taoist robe slumped and sat in front of the main hall, with bundles of sandalwood in front of him, and a fortune-teller, which was now filled with bamboo sticks.

An Jing was a little curious about the black cow, "What about the alien beast later?"

"That black bull."

Lou Xiang paused for a while, and said, "The Patriarch Xuanmen left Xuanqing Mountain and took the black cow. Some people say that the black cow sat with the patriarch, and some people say that the black cow accompanied the patriarch to become an immortal. Nobody knows what happened?"

"Come on, let's do the math."

Speaking of which, Lou Xiangzhen walked up to the middle-aged Taoist priest and said.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at Lou Xiangzhen, hesitated for a moment, and said, "One hundred cents for the future, fifty cents for marriage, and..."

Lou Xiangzhen took out a tael of silver, pointed at An Jing next to him, and said, "This is a tael of silver, even if it is his future."

When the middle-aged Taoist saw the one or two silver coins, he immediately opened his eyes and smiled, "Yes, anyone can count, I am the best Taoist in a radius of tens of miles."

The fortune-tellers of those noble families and young ladies are not as rich as the old man in front of them. Only those who traveled around the world would spend so much money without blinking an eye.

In their eyes, this is not silver, it is just a silver stone.

An Jing laughed secretly, do you know who the person next to you is, he is the head of the Guigu faction today, how dare you say your fortune in front of him?

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at An Jing, "This chivalrous man, please draw lots."

An Jing shook the lottery tube, and then a lottery fell out of the lottery tube, with the word 'Ji' written on it.

"Good sign!"

When the middle-aged Taoist saw the bamboo stick in An Jing's hand, he raised his brows slightly, "Your Excellency drew a stick on the top."

"Sign up!?"

An Jing wondered.

"If you go to Tailai, you will be a gentleman out of the mountains for a while. If you get good news from Tiger Rabbit, you will be determined to be busy with your work."

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head for a while, and then said: "There is good luck in this hexagram. If there is bad luck in the first place, even if your Excellency is in some troubles now, it is only a small test for you. After the test, the good news will come."

Hearing this, An Jing chuckled lightly, looked at Lou Xiangzhen, and said, "Senior, do you want to draw a lottery?"

Lou Xiangzhen glanced at the bamboo tube, shook his head and said, "No, there is no sign for me in this bamboo tube."

When An Jing heard this, his smile narrowed slightly.

"This old man is really joking."

The middle-aged Taoist patted the door couplet in front of the broken hall and said, "Pin Dao was born in the Xuanmen faction. I have everything in this bamboo tube. I count everything in the world. How can people in the world not have the sign you want?"

Lou Xiangzhen did not speak, but walked straight into the hall.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at An Jing and continued: "Your Excellency, do you want to count it as another marriage? I can give you a 20% discount. I think you are extraordinary, and the marriage must be auspicious..."

"No need."

An Jing followed behind Lou Xiangzhen and walked towards the hall.

The middle-aged Taoist saw this, although he was a little disappointed, but after thinking of the one or two silver coins just now, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, a young Taoist priest in his twenties walked over and asked, "Lao Luo, how are you today?"

"Let's be so-so."

The middle-aged Taoist said proudly.

The two of them are obviously old acquaintances. Seeing the expression of the middle-aged Taoist, the young Taoist knows that he may have obtained a lot of benefits, and now said a little sourly: "As expected, it is better for liars to do better, I study fart hexagrams. "

When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he immediately showed dissatisfaction: "Hey, you can't talk nonsense, I rely on my own skills, how can I call me a liar?"

The young Taoist glanced at the fortune box, "Lao Luo, now everyone on the mountain knows what tricks you're playing, so what are you pretending to be?"

Saying that, he picked up the lottery and poured it into his hand.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

Countless bamboo sticks all fell into his hands, and without exception, these bamboo sticks were all signed.

"You stinky boy!"

When the middle-aged Taoist saw this, his face changed. He quickly grabbed the bamboo sticks and bamboo tubes and stuffed them all back. He didn't forget to look around, and he was slightly relieved when he found that there was no one around.

Inside the hall.

Sandalwood rose slowly, and white smoke drifted in the entire hall.

The surrounding decoration is extremely ordinary. In the center of the hall, there are no statues, only a table with candlesticks and incense burners.

The back of the table is a disc made of stone. The disc is very huge. It seems that it has not been polished or carved in any way, only the imprints left by the years.

An Jing saw this, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes. In this hall, there is no **** to worship a stone plate?

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the stone plate and said, "This is the Qianji stone plate, which is said to be the place where Xuanmen's patriarch realized Tao, and was later brought here by Xuanmen's patriarch and placed in the hall to be worshipped by Xuanmen's children. , and the disciples of Xuanmen will come to observe this thousand-mechanism stone plate, and want to comprehend some miracles from it, but so far no one has been able to enlighten and obtain the opportunity from this thousand-mechanical stone plate."

This thousand machines is one of the reasons why Lou Xiangzhen brought An Jing to the main hall today.

An Jing glanced at the Thousand Machines Stone Plate, and asked inexplicably, "Isn't anyone interested in this Thousand Machines Stone Plate?"

Lou Xiangzhen chuckled, "This thousand-machine stone plate is extremely heavy. It is rumored that the stone plate is connected to the earth's veins. Unless the Xuanqing Mountain is removed, the stone plate will not move at all. You can observe this stone plate and see. Are you one of those destined people, and if so, you might be able to obtain the good fortune and fortune of the Xuanmen Patriarch."

With that said, Lou Xiangzhen picked up the three sticks of incense on the table, faced the fire of the candlestick, lit it and bowed to the stone plate above, then inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and walked out of the hall slowly.

It has been seventeen years, and seventeen years later, I once again stepped into this Xuanqing Mountain.

"How many seventeen years are there in life?"

Lou Xiangzhen stood outside the hall, looking at the vastness in the distance, he subconsciously touched the long sword in his hand.

In fact, he knows why Xiao Qianqiu often comes to Xuanqing Mountain.

In the past, when Master Lou Xiangzhen was still alive, he would bring him and Jiang Sanjia to this Xuanqing Mountain every few years.

It is not to worship anyone, nor to miss anyone, as if it has become a habit, a habit that is cultivated in the bones.

At that time, Lou Xiangzhen didn't understand why Master came so often, but now he understands.

When I came here, I looked at the vastness in front of me, as if I had found a kind of root, found a kind of sustenance, and kept alert myself by the way.

"Who is in the hands of the situation?"

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the clouds in the distance and muttered to himself.

"Xiao Qianqiu, you should be going down the mountain soon."

Speaking of this, he took a light breath and walked towards the distance, as if looking for the grass and trees here, whether it was the same as in the past.

Inside the hall.

An Jingpan sat on the futon and looked at the Thousand Machine Stone Pan in front of his eyes.

There is nothing special about the stone plate except under the imprints of the years. At this moment, when he looks at the rough and messy texture, he is already dazzled, but he still can't feel the slightest fluctuation.

After about a stick of incense, An Jing did not gain anything.

"Anyone?"

An Jing's thoughts fell on the ground book, and there was no difference.

In the past, every time they encountered an opportunity, the book of the earth would emit all kinds of light, but today it does not.

"It looks like I'm not a lucky person."

An Jing shook his head, then prepared to get up.

At this moment, a scorching temperature suddenly released from his arms.

"Um?"

An Jing stretched out to his chest, and then took out the Heavenly Seal.

At this moment, a faint red light flickered under the Heavenly Seal, shining brightly.

"How is this going?"

An Jing played with the Heaven-turning Seal in his hand, wondering what the relationship between the Heaven-turning Seal and Xuanmen's Thousand Machines Stone Plate.

The next moment, the qi in his body seemed to be pulled.

Brahma see me!

The body-refining martial arts at the Buddhist level of Tianwu actually started to operate automatically, covering his body with a layer of golden light.

Like Daluo's mind method, Guigu's mind method is also running, and the qi and qi begin to be intertwined.

At this moment, that red ray of light entered An Jing's mind, and suddenly a sense of swelling filled his body.

It seemed like he was about to burst his body.

"Reminder, there is a purple chance near the host."

Suddenly, a purple brilliance appeared in the book on the ground.

"Wow!"

The Thousand Machines Stone Plate seemed to be pulled, releasing a white brilliance that broke through the hall and reached the sky above the sky.

"This.... what's going on here?"

"What is that flash of white light just now?"

"I don't know, this place is the ancestral court of Xuanmen. Only the people of Xuanmen should know about the phenomenon."

People from dozens of miles away in Xuanqing Mountain saw a white light rushing into the sky, and the clouds above the sky were washed away.

However, the white light was fleeting, and the next glance retracted, as if nothing had happened. Only the broken clouds were scattered in the air, indicating that a vision had indeed occurred.

"Um!?"

Standing on the top of the mountain, Lou Xiangzhen also saw this vision, and his heart was slightly shocked, and he looked in the direction of the hall, "It's him!?"

The direction in which the white light was released was the direction of the main hall.

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the white light frowning and muttered to himself: "The person with great luck is indeed a person with great luck. The top three are right..."

Inside the hall.

An Jing sat on the futon with his eyes closed.

At this moment, he seemed to see three groups of brilliance in his mind, one black, one gold, and one white.

The three rays of brilliance complemented each other and intertwined with each other, but they did not interfere in the slightest.

The black and white brilliance that I saw gradually dissipated, and the older it became, the dimmer it became, until it disappeared, and finally only a golden light remained.

The next moment, that golden light began to spread, filling his mind, and when he saw it, everything in his mind turned into a golden light.

The golden light poured down and began to sprinkle on the body.

It was as if in the cold winter, a warm sun shone on his body, An Jing couldn't help but let out a groan.

His brain went blank, as if he had lost all consciousness.

"How is this going........"

I don't know how long it took before An Jing slowly opened his eyes. He could clearly feel that his physical strength had increased by more than 50%.

You must know that he has tempered the golden bone. Even the half-step master's physique and blood are not as strong as his, but at this moment, it has increased by more than 50%.

Thinking of this, An Jing's thoughts hurriedly landed on the ground book.

Repair: one product

Horoscope: Lucky star is shining (rising)

Root bone: once in a century

Martial arts: Sword Drawing, Hidden Sword, Fencing Sword, Nine-character Sword Art, Fuyao Nine-Heaven Movement, Daluo Heart Method, Qi Condensing, Hundred-Step Flying Sword (8th layer), Jiuyang Divine Finger (8th layer), Brahma Heart See me (fifth floor), Great Sun Tathagata Mantra (not activated)

Tip 1: The host's fate has not yet taken root (Yu April), and the martial arts must not let people know the host's identity, otherwise they will get a black chance.

Beside Brahma Xinjian me, there is a martial arts, but it shows that it has not been opened.

"The supreme martial arts of Buddhism!?"

Seeing this, An Jing trembled in his heart and frowned.

There are three martial arts in the world that surpass Tianwu, among which are the "Jiuyou Purgatory Devil's Book" of the Demon Sect, the Xuanmen "Jade Emperor Sutra", and the Buddhist "Dari Tathagata Zen Sutra".

What appeared in the book of the earth was the purple chance. Logically speaking, the martial arts corresponding to the purple chance should be the three major secret arts.

Then the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra that I got in my mind today should be the highest martial arts of Buddhism, but why is the name different?

Moreover, the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra is still displayed as unopened.

And isn't this Thousand Machine Stone Plate the relic of the Xuanmen Patriarch? Why did I comprehend the Buddha's Great Sun Tathagata Mantra?

At this moment, An Jing's heart was full of confusion, and he had a series of questions.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

At this moment, a crisp cry came to An Jing's ear.

Looking at the sound, I saw a black mouse sneaking in from the door, and a pair of small eyes stared at him coldly, like delicious food.

Outside the hall, a strong qi burst appeared in an instant.

"This mouse is weird!"

An Jing raised his brows and pointed at the black-haired mouse in front of him.

"stop!"

"boom!"

Hearing only a sound, the palm-sized black-haired mouse exploded into a cloud of blood and sprinkled in the hall.

I am a spirit-seeker.

Life has been so busy these few days, I have to help my pet to find the whereabouts of that human every day.

This search was the most exhausting I've ever had in my life.

The existence of that human being is too weird, and the qi machine is too difficult to search. I have lost the whereabouts of that human being several times. Fortunately, my sense of qi is very sensitive.

But my pet feeds me a water spirit fruit every day, otherwise how can I help him do things?

Today, I feel very close to that person, lying on the flat road, I keep spinning, and my heart is very excited.

"Squeak!" "Squeak!"

I had to call out to my pet, and sure enough, he took out two water spirit fruits.

delicious!

I gobble down two water spirit fruits, and then 'swish' all of a sudden towards the distance, because I know that as long as I find that person, I can get more water spirit fruits from my pet's hands.

This time, I worked hard, for fear of any further mistakes.

Following the vague feeling of air, I came to the foot of a mountain, and it was a black stone staircase that could not see the end, and I knew that the man was on it.

For Shui Lingguo, I fought hard.

Thinking of this, I struggled to climb the stone steps.

At this time, a white light suddenly appeared in the sky, and the white light was like a long arrow, piercing the entire sky and smashing the clouds away.

My pet and his friends all looked solemnly at the white light in the sky.

A few people even stopped and knelt down and meditated in front of the white light while chanting.

But I tried my best to climb forward. The stone steps were too long. I only knew that as long as I found that human being, I would be able to get the Water Spirit Fruit. In the end, I exhausted all my strength and finally reached the top of the mountain.

This time, I got that person's aura again, and in the hall in front of me, I let out an excited cry again.

"It should be in the front hall!"

My pet also shouted excitedly.

In order to show how good I am, I immediately turned into a small black whirlwind and ran towards the hall.

The next moment, I only saw a golden light, the golden light was very warm, and there seemed to be a person in that golden light.

it's him!

The air that exudes from that body, I am sure that the person my pet asked me to find is him.

Thinking of this, I suddenly became even more excited. The person in front of me was ten water spirit fruits.

Just when I was ecstatic, the man looked over and pointed his finger at me without hesitation.

tom!

A streak of energy shot out from the fingertips at an extremely fast speed.

My hair stood up all over my body, and my four short legs seemed to have forgotten to move.

"stop!"

I heard my pet's frantic voice, which was the last of my consciousness.

Inside the hall, there was blood.

Master Moyun looked at the blood on the ground, and suddenly a nameless fire surged up.

The spirit-seeker is dead.

These rare and cherished beasts actually died, and they were killed by the person in front of them at will, and he did not recover at all.

This spirit-seeking mouse has been with him for decades, and one person and one mouse have already had a deep "feeling". The most important thing is that this spirit-seeking mouse has brought him huge benefits.

On weekdays, he was very caring for the spirit-seeking rat, just like taking care of his parents, but today he died, how could he not be angry?

An Jing looked at the dwarf-sized man at the door, frowning, "Are you following me?"

Master Moyun forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a low voice: "Do you know what you just killed? Is that the rare spirit-seeking mouse in the world?"

Soul-seeking rat! ?

Hearing that, An Jing glanced at the blood on the ground in surprise. He had also seen strange beasts such as spirit-seeking mice in books, but he did not expect that the ugly black-haired mouse just now was spirit-seeking mice.

And he is naturally very clear about the role of the spirit-seeking mouse.

An Jing's eyes narrowed into a gap, and he said, "You really are following me, who are you?"

"Kill my mouse, and I will let you pay it back."

Master Moyun was furious and said, "No, you can't afford it with your life, I'll use your family's life to do it."

Saying that, Master Mo Yun turned into a black light and rushed towards An Jing.

So fast!

Half-step master realm?

An Jing's heart moved, he didn't expect this ugly dwarf man to have the cultivation of a half-step master.

Master Moyun's palm was fierce and domineering, and he charged with the power of destroying gold and cracking stones.

An Jing also wanted to try his current physical strength, and immediately greeted him with a palm.

"boom!"

At the moment when the two palms touched, a loud noise suddenly erupted. An Jing retreated back and forth, and stopped after a full seven steps, and Master Mo Yun also stuck his feet on the ground and painted a long line. Mark of.

"This ghost swordsman is really good."

When Master Moyun met this palm, he immediately calmed down.

The Qi Qi that the ghost swordsman showed just now was only the realm of smallpox, and he was able to fight against himself without losing his strength. Without a great chance, it is impossible for a person with great means.

"Who is outside?"

An Jing looked out the door and secretly said something bad.

A qi machine outside the door blocked the place, and it seemed to be very strong.

You must know that this dwarf is already a half-step master, and I don't know how many masters there are outside the hall.

"Humph!"

Master Moyun snorted coldly and did not speak.

"Tom!"

The next moment, a cold light came from outside the hall.

An Jing's inner strength was like a tide, protecting him in front of him.

Swish swish!

I saw that what was flying was a whisk, which turned into countless silver brilliance, hit An Jing's body protector, and then melted quietly.

Whizzing!

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist fell down and caught the whisk.

"Really teach?"

Seeing the Taoist priest who suddenly came in, An Jing frowned suddenly.

"Pindao Zhenyi teaches Yulin."

The old Taoist held the whisk in one hand and bowed in the other.

There are seven real people in the Tianzun Hall of the Zhenyi Sect. These seven people are all first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, and they are famous throughout the rivers and lakes.

As one of the seven great masters, the great master of Yulin naturally has a brilliant record and great strength. He will definitely not belong to the master of Yuhuai, and An Jing has already sensed from that move just now, and his cultivation base should also be in the realm of smallpox. .

"Sure enough, he's a true teacher."

An Jing couldn't help laughing, but his brows were darkly wrinkled: The Shinichi Sect was still here, but it definitely shouldn't be just the two masters in front of him.

Yulin Dazheng looked at An Jing who was laughing, and raised his brows slightly, "Actually, I really do not want to be your enemy. As long as you hand over the complete Da Luo mentality, I will definitely not treat you badly."

He came down the mountain this time just for the sake of Daluo Xinfa, and he was not interested in Ghost Swordsman at all.

"Daluo sent?"

When Master Moyun heard this, he suddenly became enlightened in his heart. No wonder the masters of the Zhenyi Sect tried their best to search for the whereabouts of the ghost swordsman. It turned out that the ghost swordsman was a descendant of the Daluo faction.

"I don't have a complete Daluo mentality."

An Jing shook his head, "I only have scraps."

When Yulin Dazheng heard this, he pondered for a while and said, "Is there a scrap? It's not impossible to hand it over."

An Jing said with a smile: "I hand over my mind, what benefits will your Excellency give me?"

In fact, An Jing didn't have that much resistance to handing over Daluo's mind, as long as Shinichi taught him enough benefits, such as exchanging the Big Dipper.

"Leave a life for you."

Yulin Dazheng's tone was very flat, not to say that he underestimated the ghost swordsman in front of him, but in his heart it was just stating a fact that should be taken for granted.

The Shinichi Religion has been the National Religion of Dayan for hundreds of years.

"Leave my life!?"

Hearing the words of the Great Master Yulin, An Jing suddenly laughed.

Yulin Dazheng said quietly: "Why, isn't your life worthless?"

After An Jing put his hands together, he said indifferently, "I also want the Big Dipper Seven Stars. Since I will save your life, you can keep the Big Dipper Seven Stars."

"presumptuous!"

When Yulin Dazheng heard this, he shouted: "Since you are obsessed and unwilling to hand over Daluo's mind, then I can only be rude."

After he finished speaking, he stomped the soles of his feet and struck An Jing with the whisk in his hand.

The whisk is not a weapon, even if it is used, it is extremely reluctant. Every time Yulin Dazheng swings, there are countless masters and several silver lights falling, obviously trying to suppress An Jing with internal force.

Venerable Mo Yun and An Jing fought each other just now. He already knew how powerful the Ghost Swordsman was, but he saw his eyes roll, but he didn't remind Yulin Dazheng.

Swish! Swish!

The silk thread on the whisk is extremely tough, like innumerable strands.

An Jing pretended to be invincible and dodged left and right.

"Ghost swordsman, but so..."

When Yulin Dazheng saw this, he raised his brows slightly. Although he still had three points of alertness in his heart, his offensive became more and more bold.

If you are a master, why don't you use your full strength if you don't come up?

One is that the internal strength is limited, and they need to test each other to find out the tricks and routines. Second, once they use all their strength, it is difficult to make another move or change their moves. Once the gate of life is broken, it is the end of death.

"boom!"

An Jing dodged again, and his body broke through the hall.

"Where to go!?"

Yulin Dazheng saw that An Jing avoided the battle and wanted to escape, so he hurriedly chased after him.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

The hall suddenly broke a hole, and the two rushed out one after another.

"How is this going?"

"Looks like someone's fighting!"

"Get out of the way!"

The passers-by who played in Xuanqing Mountain were all shocked when they saw this, knowing that it might be a duel between the experts in the rivers and lakes, and they ran to the distance one by one.

"My goodness."

The Taoist surnamed Luo who fortune-tellers at the entrance of the main hall saw this and said with a look of surprise: "Is that person taught by Zhenyi?"

"Who cares, let's run."

The young Taoist next to him turned pale with fright, holding the purple wooden crown on his head and hurriedly fleeing into the distance.

They are all wild Taoist monks, and they have the ability to deceive food and drink. When it comes to real kung fu, it is the level of fish and shrimp in rivers and lakes.

The middle-aged Taoist surnamed Luo neatly rolled up the lottery on the ground, the banner, and hurriedly avoided it in the distance.

What Yulin Dazheng was practicing was the True Judgment of the True One Sect, and his internal power was surging and stirring. At this moment, under the full force of his efforts, the dust and silver threads swept across the sky, which was really powerful.

"good chance!"

An Jing knew that the great master of Yulin had already done his best, there was a glint in his eyes, and he pointed his finger forward.

That finger was wrapped in red light, like a hot flame.

Jiuyang Divine Finger!

Now that An Jing's Jiuyang Divine Finger has entered the hall, and has a certain degree of heat, coupled with his cultivation base entering the realm of smallpox, this finger attack is stronger than before, I don't know how much.

Chi!

The silver thread that I saw swept in was burnt to nothing in an instant, and the remaining strength was still long and madly surging forward. .

"not good!"

Yulin Dazheng also knew at this moment that he had been tricked, but at the moment when his trick came out, he was powerless to resist it, so he could only watch the light coming.

"Junior Brother Yulin, don't panic!"

Just at this critical moment, a cold drink struck.

A mighty purple light descended from the sky, as if forming a wall.

"Boom!"

The moment the pointing light collided with the wall, An Jing only felt that the air wave in front of him was blowing, and he quickly retreated to the rear.

And Yulin Dazheng was not feeling well either. He was shaken back and forth by the strong counter-shock, and the person who rushed over threw his body and supported him.

"Brother He."

Seeing the person coming, Yulin Dazheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The person who came was not someone else, but He Shen, the peak master of Tongxuan Peak. If it wasn't for his sudden appearance, he would be in danger just now.

"Pity."

When Master Moyun saw this, he secretly said that it was a pity, if the ghost swordsman killed Yulin Dazheng just now, then the two parties would have a life-and-death feud, and then the Zhenyi sect would kill the ghost swordsman at all costs.

When the time comes, I can still take the opportunity to take action, not only can I avenge the revenge of the spirit mouse, but also get some benefits.

"Could it be He Shen?"

When An Jing saw the man wearing a black robe suddenly rushing in, he seemed to have thought of something.

He Shen, the master of Tongxuan Peak, is Xiao Qianqiu's senior brother. His cultivation base has long reached the half-step master, and he has stopped at the master. He is also the most promising master in the current Zhenyi religion to reach the master realm. In recent years, he has been in Tongxuan. Retreat within the peak, and rarely enter and leave the rivers and lakes.

Unexpectedly, today, for his own sake, he actually went out.

"He peak master, this person is the ghost swordsman."

When Master Moyun saw this, he hurried forward.

He Chen's face was a little dark. It was just at such a critical moment. The Lord Moyun didn't take action when he was watching the play. If he hadn't shot Yulin himself, he would have been seriously injured, but Lord Moyun did have a reason not to take action.

On the cliff in the distance, Lou Xiangzhen looked at the confrontation in front of him.

"At the moment, Xuanmen is 100%, Xiao Qianqiu has 70%, I have 20%, and the ghost swordsman accounts for 10%. If the ghost swordsman can live today..."

Today is an excellent opportunity, Lou Xiangzhen wants to see the strength of Ghost Swordsman with his own eyes.

Can he force Xiao Qianqiu to take action?

He didn't see it with his own eyes when he was on Nanhua Mountain. He knew that An Jing had a thousand-year-old black boa guard beside him. Even if he met Liangmo, it would be very easy to return the whole body.

But today is different. It is Shinichi Sect who is besieging him today.

"Ghost swordsman?"

He Chen glanced at An Jing, "It seems that Your Excellency is not in vain."

With just one finger, you can see the power in it, even if you don't dare to say that you will definitely win that move.

It seems that the **** is the martial arts of the Tianwu level, but he has never heard of such hot fingerings in the world.

"It's a shame, compared to the Eight-step You Long He Shen, what's the point of my prestige?"

An Jing smiled lightly, and his heart was also tense.

Eight-step You Long is He Shen's nickname among the rivers and lakes, and it can be seen from this.

And that dwarf should be the Master Moyun of Tianku Mountain. This person's reputation in the rivers and lakes is a little worse than He Shen, but he is also a master of the half-step master realm.

In front of him are two big half-step master masters and a smallpox realm master. If they join forces, they are really in danger.

"Jianghu is not fighting for fame, but for strength."

He Chen took a deep breath and walked slowly forward.

The two seemed to be chatting comfortably, but the atmosphere in the whole world was extremely tense.

An Jing nodded, then pulled out the evil-suppressing sword behind him.

A ray of cold light emerged, and the world of Yinzhao was cold.

The next moment, He Chen stomped the soles of his feet, and the black body turned into a shock.

The wind whistled like a sharp blade on his face.

Why is He Chen called the Eight-step Youlong, but because of his extremely fast movement, ferocious and domineering, just like a swiftly approaching Youlong.

quick!

too fast!

Master Moyun was also a half-step master, and he was secretly surprised.

This He Shen's skills have improved compared to a few years ago, and it seems that reaching the realm of the master is just around the corner.

Not all half-step master masters in the arena can be promoted to the master realm. Most of them are already at their limit. Master Moyun also got some adventures back then, and later he got the spirit-seeking mouse. Otherwise, with his aptitude, it is only the realm of Earth Flower.

Liang Mo and Xi Yuanjun were the same, the half-step master was already their limit.

As for people like Li Fuzhou and He Shen, they have the opportunity to attack the master, or even become a master. Such talents are people's attention.

"Tom!"

An Jing's eyes flashed, and a gust of wind was coming. He hurriedly avoided to one side, and the violent wind almost came close to his face.

"Hey!"

Naturally, An Jing would not suffer, as he lifted the evil-suppressing sword in his hand, and the blade reflected a icy cold light, which was towards He Chen's crotch.

He Chen's reaction was extremely fast, and in the next instant he disappeared in place.

An Jing pulled away his sword light, then turned his wrist against his waist and stabbed towards the nothingness behind him.

"Tom!"

Because the speed is too fast, the air makes a harsh sound.

The next moment, a black figure appeared behind An Jing, and slapped the sword light with a palm.

The figures of the two were staggered, and when they saw the tricks, they passed dozens of tricks in a blink of an eye.

At this time, a drop of cold sweat appeared on the forehead of the Yulin Dazheng who was watching the battle. The ghost swordsman was already very good without a sword in his hand. Now that he has a sword in his hand, it seems that his strength is even stronger. deceived by him.

An Jing looked at He Chen who had been fighting with him all the time, but suddenly woke up in his heart. He Chen was consuming his internal strength. I am afraid that there are still masters coming from the Shinichi Sect.

Thinking of this, the evil-suppressing sword in his hand spun abruptly, and the sword light circulated, as if forming a vortex of swords.

Nine-word sword art! Fight word secret!

He Chen still wanted to dodge, but the sword light had already rushed in front of him, seemingly blocking all escape routes.

Found it?

He Shen smiled lightly~www.mtlnovel.com~ Internal power surged, like a turbulent tide.

Gossip You Longzhang!

With the slap of his palm, ripples appeared in the air in front of him, followed by a buzzing sound, and a jade-colored dragon swiftly appeared.

The palm technique of Tianwu level! ?

Seeing a trace of surprise in An Jing's eyes, the next moment Jianguang and Yulong had already intersected.

"boom!"

An Jing only felt that his blood was surging, and his footsteps retreated toward the rear. A golden light surged out of his body, directly removing the remaining energy.

Brahma see me!

This golden light is really Buddhist training martial arts, Brahma sees me.

He Chen's smile gradually solidified. He originally thought that if he fell with a palm, he would definitely have the upper hand. The Demon Swordsman's Sword of Suppression was broken. Has reached the fifth level.

Chapter end