Emperor Zhongluo faced the mountain wall with his hands behind his back.
This was originally a leisurely and quite leisurely state.
However, he couldn't calm down, just because he had a faint feeling that Liu Banxian was bringing Ma Linglong's head here.
"You did do something that satisfied me once."
Emperor Zhongluo glanced at it, and Kukong was resting with his eyes closed.
"But there's something I don't understand."
"But it doesn't matter."
Liao Kong is neither happy nor angry, and never expresses emotions on his face, so his expression is always dull.
"Such a strong man, why did it feel so easy for me to capture him before? If you hadn't reminded me to save his life, he would have been crushed to death by me."
"Because Feng Shui is not used to deal with zombies."
He twirled his rosary beads in the air, "People suffer from three disasters and six diseases. They are in the three realms and the six realms. There are many things to deal with them and many things that can take their lives.
Liquor, sex, wealth, fame and wealth, which one is not important or fatal? ”
"In this case, you can still be free as a zombie. You can kill when you want, eat when you want, live as long as the heaven and the earth, and always be with the sun and the moon. How can you be subject to so many restrictions?"
"It is."
Liao Kong smiled, "You are the most free-spirited person in the world."
"That's what you said, but I am trapped in this armor, do I have to escape?"
Emperor Zhongluo's tone became gloomy again, "I suffer from this kind of pain every day and every night. Is this luck or torture? Ma Linglong didn't kill me, but asked me to suffer this kind of torture. What is she doing? For what?”
"She just doesn't have the ability to kill you." Liao Kong said coldly.
"No, this is her arrangement."
Emperor Zhongluo felt faintly angry again, "She arranged the worst karma and the cruelest encounter in the world for me, just to make me suffer endless pain, because I broke the agreement with her and failed to keep my promise. ”
"If you really feel this way, use Chengxian to break these shackles and complete your revenge on her."
Liao Kong didn't want to say much anymore, he just closed his eyes and rested his mind.
After a while, Liu Banxian finally came over with the box, breaking the silent atmosphere.
"Have you brought Ma Linglong's head?" Emperor Zhongluo asked.
"Here."
Liu Banxian patted the box, which contained the noble and indestructible head of the exorcist Ma family female heavenly master.
The emperor raised his fingers and signaled Liu Banxian to bring up the box.
However, Liu Banxian didn't move and just asked him: "Where is the corpse poison on my body?"
"It's none of my business."
Emperor Chongluo would never ask others to refuse his request, but this was the first time that he did not think about punishing Liu Banxian, but pointed his finger in the air.
"He will help you untie it, because he put the corpse poison into your body."
Liao Kong glanced at Emperor Zhongluo and finally stood up.
"Liu Banxian, you have actually learned how to negotiate terms with me."
"Times have changed. Aren't you the same as before? The great monk of Southern Xinjiang did not do what he did, but acted as a helper for the tiger. He became the aide of this drought demon and destroyed the lives of countless people."
"That's their life, they can't fight."
Liao Kong ignored Liu Banxian's words and just stepped forward to roll up his sleeves.
Then, he was surprised to find that the corpse poison on Liu Banxian's hand had disappeared without a trace.
"How is that possible?"
Liao Kong's eyes widened, "I planted it, and no one in the world can understand it."
"You believe that no one can undo what you sow. What if someone believes that it can undo it? And as long as he is willing to believe this, things will change?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Just when Liao Kong felt it was difficult to understand, he suddenly caught a glimpse of smoke steaming from Liu Banxian's body.
"Careful!"
The Emperor Zhongluo raised his hand and shot out the corpse energy in his hand.
Behind the smoke, Yin Xiu, who had returned to his physical form, threw the wooden box in his hand and was blown to pieces by the corpse air.
What was contained in this wooden box was not Ma Tianshi's head, but a piece of wood.
"Boy, you dare to play tricks on me!?"
The veins on the back of Liao Kong's hands popped out and he reached for Yin Xiu's throat without hesitation.
"It's not your turn yet."
Yin Xiu ignored Kong, but stepped out of the way and went straight to Emperor Zhongluo.
"Bold!"
Emperor Zhongluo punched Yin Xiu with such majestic momentum that he almost kicked up the dust in front of him.
After the battle with Nangong Baixing, his power increased again, and now he was closer to a level that was not tolerated in the world.
Yin Xiu escaped into the shadow, avoided the punch, and appeared behind Emperor Zhongluo.
"The same move is useless the first time, why use it a second time?"
Emperor Zhongluo felt that he had been underestimated, and without looking back, he just punched back based on his feeling.
When he punched out, Yin Xiu seemed to have bumped into him and was pulled away by a huge suction force.
"Did Ma Linglong cooperate with you to plot against me?" Emperor Zhongluo was extremely angry.
Especially when seeing Yin Xiu and Ma Linglong together.
However, Yin Xiu just faced the hurricane and said coldly: "Ma Linglong is dead! You know it well!"
"Impossible!"
He increased his strength and wanted to crush Yin Xiu with one punch.
Yin Xiu's hand also surged with three-color dragon and tiger energy, and she punched him.
The gravel flew, but Yin Xiu actually blocked the blow, sinking her feet deeply into the ground.
"Huh?"
Emperor Zhongluo was obviously a little surprised that Yin Xiu could block this blow.
After all, the last time they met, the gap between them was as big as heaven.
Even in front of Yufeng Temple, this Taoist priest could only run away hastily. Why was he able to receive a punch from him now?
"It's not me, it's you."
Yin Xiu expressed the doubts in Emperor Zhongluo's mind, "It's not that I have become stronger, it's that you are mentally unstable, Emperor Zhongluo."
"Me?"
"Yes, it's you, because your strength is only above this layer of armor, and under the armor is your disgusting, weak body!
When you have lost the mentality of an emperor, your failure is certain! ”
"Presumptuous!"
Emperor Zhongluo exploded with momentum and pushed Yin Xiu away.
Yin Xiu used his strength to fly far away, holding the sword secret in his hand.
Ji Dao Dharma Immortal Official is in the treasury!
As Yin Xiu pointed his finger, his mana quickly drained away, and at the same time, a crack appeared in the space in front of him, and then expanded, showing a powerful attraction, sucking in all the rubble on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, countless weapons emitting spiritual light flew out of the hole with majestic dragon and tiger aura, heading straight towards the Emperor's Chongluo.
The Emperor Zhongluo felt that this moment must be inevitable, and the Emperor's dignity could not allow him to retreat.
call! drink!
Emperor Zhongluo pushed forward a stream of corpse energy, directly hitting the swords, guns, swords and halberds flying towards him.
boom!
There was a shocking explosion, and the ground was cut open by strong winds, leaving shocking scratches. The blade cut across Emperor Zhongluo's body, bringing with it little bits of fire, making Emperor Zhongluo's entire body seem to be bathed in rays of light, with only crackling sounds.
Liao Kong had already retreated early, staring at the horrific scene in front of him with wide eyes.
He had already made a judgment in his mind: Yin Xiu had captured the scriptures and learned a stronger magic from the scriptures - the ultimate method.
Ji Dao Dharma is said to be a spell given by a certain heavenly master to the gods in his sleep.
A unique magic that transcends the shackles of all magic, abolishes restrictions, and is reborn on the basis of the Eight Mysterious Gates.
That heavenly master used the ultimate method to go to the North Sea to slay the dragon, went to the South Sea to find the immortal way, and then ascended, leaving the ultimate method in the world.
It is a pity that in the past long years, no one has been able to find the magic scriptures left by the master of heaven. However, now here, the ultimate method has reappeared!
The ground under Emperor Zhongluo's feet had long been shattered, and even the indestructible fine steel armor seemed to be gradually crumbling with his corpse energy.
The true way of killing all heaven and earth!
The corpse auras gathered together to form a spear, facing the Xian family's weapons, and shot towards Yin Xiu like a rainstorm.
One of Yin Xiu's eyes glowed with golden light, while the other eye was filled with purple energy, reflecting each other.
This is the appearance after using the Ji Dao method and entering the state of yin and yang.
Yin Xiu has not yet completely gotten used to this state. He only feels that his body is light and airy. The mountains are not mountains, and the water is not water. A whole new world is being deconstructed and subverted by him.
He put away his spells and swayed like the wind, one after another, avoiding the majestic corpse energy that almost covered the entire sky.
Emperor Zhongluo got rid of the continuous blows and rushed towards Yin Xiu.
The true way of spreading dead things!
He held his hands in the air, and from the bottom of the cliff, it never stopped boiling. The ever-flowing iron slurry was pulled and controlled by his hands, forming two silver dragons that flew over.
While moving, the dragon dropped bits of iron slurry on the ground and emitted white smoke.
Yin Xiu stepped on the Gangstep, held the sword formula in her hand, and the Dragon and Tiger Gangqi burst out from her body.
Jida Dharma·Eight Winds Gather!
Tens of meters away, on both sides of Yin Xiu, invisible wind suddenly struck, seeming to chop the sky and the ground into pieces.
From those tens of meters away, the ravine on the ground continued forward, and the sharp tearing sound scratched the eardrums.
In the middle, the winds on both sides collided, and the heads of the two dragons were neatly chopped off. Then their bodies were shattered and turned into molten iron again and fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, the ground was covered with stones and condensed into strange-shaped objects.
White smoke is steaming!
Before Emperor Zhongluo could react, the wind with thick hot air swept over him, engulfing him and sweeping him away.
The strong wind whipped the mountains and tore Emperor Zhongluo's figure apart.
After smashing into the rocks, Emperor Zhongluo's figure was carried by the strong wind and swept several miles away.
His faceplate had been broken, revealing a lump of flesh with almost no distinguishable facial features or even parts, just a pair of blood-red eyes. Ordinary people would call it a face.
The restraints were lifted, and the face that had not seen the sun for an unknown period of time breathed in the fresh air, which made Emperor Zhongluo feel refreshed.
With one foot stepping on the rocks, Emperor Zhongluo dragged a black trail behind him and flew towards Yin Xiu who was casting a spell.
Yin Xiu stretched out his hand, held the famous sword Chaofeng in the air, and slashed it down at the moment Emperor Zhongluo was about to crash in.
The Wind-Mocking Sword buzzed under the tremendous force.
Yin Xiu's tiger's mouth was cracked, but she still held the mocking wind sword tightly and did not take a step back, even though her boots had sunk deeply into the soil.
"Have you obtained the magic?"
Emperor Zhongluo sneered, "I don't believe it!"
He pushed hard, and Yin Xiu could no longer maintain a stalemate with him and flew back.
Looking at this scene, Liao Kong felt that the situation was under the control of Emperor Zhongluo, and his originally worried heart was relieved again.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of something falling from Yin Xiu's body. It was a small box.
For some reason, his eyebrows were beating wildly, and he said to the young monk beside him: "Go and pick up that box for me."
"Huh?"
"That one, that one!"
Liao Kong pointed in the direction and said, "Bring that box back!"
"But," the young monk hesitated, "when they fight like this, how can I get the chance to step forward?"
Liao Kong stared at him, "Wu Xin, how many years have you been with me?"
The young monk hesitated, "Nine years."
"I said at the beginning that I would give you a wife after returning to secular life, right?"
"Master, you have been talking about this for three years and three years, but the time has never come."
"Today is the time."
Liao Kong pointed over there, "You take that elixir back, and when you become a teacher and attain enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, you will also be able to rank among the immortals because of your merits. There is nothing else you want."
"But we are monks."
The young monk hesitated, "We are monks, how can we attain enlightenment, and how can we become immortals?"
"You are so stupid."
It was rare for him to become angry, "Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism are not separate schools. The three schools are one family. The founder of Taoism can be a Bodhisattva here. Jialan, why can't you and I become immortals through merit and elixir?"
The little monk nodded blankly, and finally stepped forward tremblingly because he was afraid of Kong's majesty.
Yin Xiu and Emperor Chongluo were fighting hard, so they didn't notice the little monk.
Therefore, after escaping the aftermath of several waves of fighting, the young monk finally found an opportunity, took the box in his hand, and ran back staggeringly.
He almost fell a few times along the way, but finally returned to Sora.
"Give it to me, give it to me!"
Liao Kong kept urging.
The young monk glanced at him and handed the box out reluctantly.
Liao Kong snatched it away, holding the box in his hand and stroking it, his eyes shining.
However, he was not sure whether what Yin Xiu brought was a real elixir. After all, Yin Xiu had faked it just now.
So he opened the wooden box with trepidation and was prepared to be deceived.
As soon as he opened it, his eyes widened.
I saw the pills in the box emitting colorful glow.
It's true!
Only genuine products have such a warm and touching glow.
Liao Kong almost burst into tears, his pupils dilated, then narrowed again.
He spit out a mouthful of turbid blood and stared at the little monk.
"Why?"
"Master, you said it yourself."
The little monk still lowered his head, as timid as usual, not daring to look at Sora.
"Master, what you said is that as long as one person achieves enlightenment and ascends to heaven, everyone else who has helped him will have perfect merit and be ranked among the immortals.
If that's the case, it's the same for whoever becomes an immortal, and it's the same for me to support you, Master! ”
"You..."
Liao Kong lowered his head and glanced at his belly.
The dagger pierced into his stomach, and as the young monk turned his wrist forcefully, more and more blood spewed out of his mouth.
He stretched out his hand and covered the little monk's head, gathering his last strength.
The little monk didn't know how powerful his master was. He just closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and stabbed the knife in again.
Liao Kong smiled, her strength dissipated, and she just stroked his bare head with her hand.
"Yeah, it's all the same." (End of Chapter)