In the martial arts of subduing demons, there are many methods of subduing demons in the two stages of collecting large medicines and subduing demons, which can be combined with drugs.
The so-called medicine is the spiritual substance of heaven and earth. Medicine is used to control demons, spirituality is used to suppress evil, and reality is used to overcome weakness.
Su Hanshan should try his best to experience the practice of Demon-Conquering Martial Arts, and repeatedly comprehend and analyze it, so that in the future he can make his true body use the magic of Demon-Conquering Martial Arts and turn demonic energy into energy.
During the experience, the resources required are far more than those of ordinary warriors.
But there are absolutely not so many medicinal and spiritual materials for him to use on Toutuo Ridge.
In the whole of Jinling, is there any place that has a rich collection of medicinal stones and spiritual materials and high-quality medicines that can compare with the Jinling Palace?
However, based on Su Hanshan's current state, he is not completely sure that he can deal with the palace forces commanded by two major guest ministers.
So after he interrogated the situation of everyone in the Jinling Palace, he had a plan in mind, so he pretended to lure the Palace and sent people to Purple Mountain.
Whether they want to encircle and suppress revenge, or have other plans, it is impossible for Cao Ying and the others to go out in full force and leave an empty palace.
But Feng Kun, the leader of the Tianxian Sect, is the most power-hungry person. He will never miss an opportunity to win over experts and expand his team. He will most likely have to give it a try in person.
Su Hanshan had sneaked into the city long ago and found that the situation had indeed evolved like this. When Feng Kun was far away, he would take action immediately without delay.
Buzz! ! ! !
The colorful child's big face pressed down.
Cao Ying, Tiexu, Shanmu, and the flower-picking thief, who were standing relatively close, were all submerged in the colorful light, and their figures were blurred to the point of being indistinguishable.
Flying Sword Immortal Zhu Liang shouted, and two golden sword lights flew out of his left sleeve.
The half-foot-long sword body trailed a long light tail, like a meteor that had shrunk many times. The moment it penetrated the air, it left two thin and long vacuum traces that were difficult to close for a long time.
The tip of the sword had already pierced the eyes of the big child's face.
The colored light suddenly dimmed and scattered.
Cao Ying's figure retreated ten feet, with two small golden swords surrounding him to protect him.
Zhu Liang successfully rescued the prince of Jinling, but his face suddenly became much uglier.
Because the other three figures were still standing in place.
Mr. Iron Beard and the Single-Eyed Goddess, holding the newly acquired swords, no longer have the slightest charm of the bandit leader and the privately raised general of the Jinling Palace. Their three eyes are like dead fish and their faces are dull.
Black blood gradually flowed out of their ears.
It turned out to be that moment just now, that big colorful face, the reality and reality were changing, and the magnetic field was twisting.
While being pierced by two small swords, the concussive force was already acting on the target.
Mr. Tiexu and the Single-Eyed Goddess were shattered on the spot.
The flower-picking thief was even more unbearable. His body went limp, his bones were broken, and he fell to the ground like a rag bag.
Zhu Liang asked in a deep voice: "Which family and which sect are you descended from? How come you know the art of the magnetic sword?!"
Flying Sword Immortal Zhu Liang, just look at this nickname. You know, the famous weapon is a set of flying swords, with a total of twelve swords.
According to the twelve hours and the twelve earthly branches, metal magnets are used to combine and practice twelve kinds of magnetic swords. When they are struck, they are extremely sharp.
And if you encounter a strong enemy, the longer you use the flying sword, the stronger the twelve magnetic sword auras that surround you will become. It is a swordsmanship that becomes stronger the more you fight.
But when Su Hanshan flew down from high altitude, Zhu Liang felt that the magnetism around this child was unpredictable.
The purity of the magnetic energy is actually still faintly above his own. It can almost be said that it can restrain his own twelve flying swords.
In the critical moment just now, Zhu Liang took action but only used two flying swords. He wanted to reduce the number of flying swords and strengthen his control to avoid being affected by the opponent.
Unexpectedly, with just two flying swords, there was still a deviation. Seduced by the changes in reality and reality, Cao Ying was only able to save Cao Ying alone.
"Magnetic sword? I'm not good at using swords!"
While Su Hanshan was speaking, his small body suddenly disappeared from the yellow cloth.
He imprinted the mellow spiritual magnetic field of Dharani with great compassion, and cooperated with the inert vitality of the golden elixir to protect himself. As soon as his figure moved, his breath completely converged, almost to nothing.
But it is not like the Xuanyin Divine Fist, which uses swallowing and isolation to cause the aura to converge.
But it seems to be integrated into the magnetic field energy of the entire palace, stepping on the arc-shaped trajectories of the high and low strength of the magnetic field, overlapping sizes.
Create the path you want.
The vitality of nature, the natural magnetism, and the small human heart just overlap.
So I wandered around the world, just like a thought.
“Don’t think about it!”
Zhu Liang scolded, his eyes wide open, his beard fluttering, feeling the trajectory of the other party, a large amount of magnetic power surged out of his body, disrupting the magnetic field. , and waved a palm towards the open space in front of Cao Ying.
This palm was swung diagonally and hit Su Hanshan's fist.
Unexpectedly, Su Hanshan's figure flashed again, ignoring the disturbed magnetic field, his whole body shrank and changed direction.
Boom! ! !
After the four or five-year-old child shrank up, it hit Zhu Liang's torso just like a cannonball.
It was a silver-white cannonball, wrapped in layers of inert vitality and Buddhist visualization.
Zhu Liang's martial arts skills were thorough. When he struck out with one palm, he also had another palm to defend himself, which should have been able to stop the collision.
But after all, strength is weak. The moment he was hit, he felt that all his skills were shocked at first, and seemed to be a lot slower.
Then my spirit was shocked again, as if I had been struck by lightning, but became much more active.
Skill, spirit, skill, spirit...
Zhu Liang suffered extremely delicate alternating impacts. His skill and spirit formed completely opposite trends. He could not control his body shape and flew upside down. go out.
When he hit the wall, he only hit a piece the size of a human body.
But when the power was released, the entire big house, not even a brick in the corner, could remain intact.
He flew backwards, no more than ten feet away.
But in this direction, in the blink of an eye, a fan-shaped ruin with a diameter of nearly half a mile appeared.
When Zhu Liang was young, he coveted the convenience of the magnetic flying sword and practiced the magic of the magnetic sword so hard that he felt naturally defeated when facing certain opponents or rare treasures.
But after he turned sixty, he lived in seclusion and practiced hard. After all, he was the one who actually stepped through the threshold of Lu Xingxian based on his own cultivation.
After being hit like this, he could still hold on and hold on steady, without any bones in his body falling apart.
Only the seven orifices erupted with faint blood-red flames, which disappeared in a flash.
The physique of people who have become Lu Xingxian is very different from that of ordinary people. The fire spitting out of the seven orifices is actually a sign of serious internal injuries.
Su Hanshan bounced away from him, only bounced a foot, and then shot back with a punch.
In that collision just now, Su Hanshan successfully injected his spirit and skill into Zhu Liang's body.
In a short period of time, Su Hanshan was able to change the attributes of his own power, causing the two to suddenly repel each other, or to become attracted to each other in an instant.
"Damn it, what is the origin of this man? His skills are so changeable!"
Zhu Liang gritted his teeth and raised his hand suddenly, and the dust formed by the building he had just crashed into was in the air. , suddenly retracted, forming a black and bright crutch to intercept the opponent's punch.
Su Hanshan's fist seemed to be punched straight, and the child's arm was only that long, so the trajectory of the punch was very short.
However, anyone who sees this punch must feel a sense of long and far-reaching perfection.
To draw a circle on paper, it must be curved, but the larger the diameter of the circle, the less obvious the curvature will be when looking at a small section of it.
Although Su Hanshan's punch hit a close target, his intention was to strike far away.
It seems that he is trying to use his fist as a pen and himself as the starting point to draw a large circle in Jinling City that covers the land three miles ahead.
When Zhu Liang swung his staff to catch the punch, the veins on his forehead couldn't help but jump a little.
He felt that invisible and generous magnetic force was surging in the earth, trying to pull him along the three-mile-diameter circular trajectory and fly violently in a circle...
Then he would come back and hit him on his own initiative. On Su Hanshan’s fist!
“Get out of my way!!”
Zhu Liang shouted loudly. The snow-white beard that he had been pampered and well-maintained over the years had been broken by himself, and his feet were even worse. It was only after he suddenly fell into the ground about a few feet that Su Hanshan was pushed back.
He resisted the tendency to be pulled away, but in doing so, his injuries were deepened, and severe pain came from his insides.
The places where practitioners live are very particular, and they often give the place a name based on one or two wonderful ideas in their own practice.
Zhu Liang lives in Yinxian Village in Panshe Valley. Now Yinxian's twelve Earthly Branches magnetic sword is of no use.
Then, the "Tiangang Snake Killing Staff Technique" trained with the great evil of the giant snake became his last resort.
In the midst of severe pain, he let out a long roar. The sound was originally like the roar of an old man, but in an instant, it became like the roar of windy weather, the roar of dragons, snakes and monsters. .
On the ground, in the ruins, and in the buildings further away, black air flew out from every brick, brick, tile, grass and tree. Even the closest mutton-fat white jade pendant will fly out with a ray of black light.
That’s demonic energy!
All creatures are born with demons as companions.
Now these demons existing in dead things have been extracted by Zhu Liang.
Lu Xingxian can control both vitality and demonic energy.
The normal vitality between heaven and earth has no obvious spirituality, but the devilish energy is different. The devilish energy has a very distinct essential spirituality that pursues great destruction.
It is also because of this reason that the human race cannot use demonic energy.
But in this world, Lu Xingxian, who has mastered the martial arts of subduing demons, can turn this into an advantage.
When they turned the demonic energy into energy, they also turned the essential spirituality that pursued destruction into an extremely active spiritual thought.
It is not necessarily the pursuit of destruction, but the pursuit of drastic change.
Zhu Liang's physical body is now undergoing drastic changes at the microscopic level. The pulling and friction of the vitality of the cells makes his injuries seem to disappear temporarily.
It's like if there is a hole in a piece of elastic cloth. If the cloth is shaken and flicked rapidly, the existence of the hole will not be visible clearly.
The demonic energy surged around Zhu Liang's body, swelling and rising, swaying, and transformed into the outline of a huge black python.
While the python neighed, it also spread its black wings, exuding a fierce power.
Most of the people in Jinling City could see the surging black air on this day.
But the next moment, the python was broken into pieces.
It is not broken because of external force, but because of the inner strength that actively breaks it.
Anyone who practices the martial arts of subduing demons will have such an explosive method.
Collecting the demonic energy from heaven and earth outwards, and killing with great anger, evil, madness, etc. All these evil thoughts combine with the energy to form a great demon.
I want this great devil not to be born, but to be broken!
Break the devil, break the energy of thought, break the shackles, break the powerful enemy! !
After the giant python was broken, it turned into a series of black stick shadows covering the sky.
Su Hanshan's figure flashed, and with every flash, it seemed to switch to a unique aura, unique, noble and peaceful.
This is the "Great Compassionate Heart Seal Dharani", the thirty-two types of Bodhisattva protectors, originally a method of visualizing and reciting mantras.
But after being transformed by Su Hanshan's foundation, he now has a unique form of movement that changes his body shape every time he switches his thoughts.
The use of mental magnetism and body and footwork is to the point where it is difficult to tell whether it is a mental illusion or a real scene.
In those few months, more than 10,000 high-grade spiritual cores, working together in the Five Thunder Dreams, had allowed Su Hanshan's spiritual energy cultivation to reach an unspeakable level.
At this time, Cao Ying's figure had sprinted with all his strength to the north of Jinling Palace, raising a bow.
This Crown Prince now feels a high temperature all over his body, and his eyebrows and hair show faint traces of blood.
Legend has it that when a sweaty horse gallops, it sweats like blood, and its qi and blood are strong, so it is the dragon species among horses.
Cao Ying is a master in the realm of subduing demons. With a thought, he exerts force violently, which is dozens of times stronger than a sweaty horse.
But such a tense and overflowing performance of Qi and blood skills is just to draw the bow, the Yisheng Heavenly Bow.
The King of Jinling is said to be a member of the Shatuo tribe. The so-called "Yi Sheng" refers to the legend of the Shatuo tribe. Li Keyong, the king of Jin in the late Tang Dynasty, was also the actual founder of the Later Tang Dynasty.
The peak performance of Li Keyong's Yisheng Divine Shooting was when he killed Lu Xingxian Zhu Wen of the same realm with one arrow.
Even though Cao Ying's use of this bow is far inferior to that of Li Key, as long as he can really draw it, it is not a problem to threaten Lu Xingxian with the first three arrows.
Now Su Hanshan tried his best to dodge Zhu Liang's explosion.
Cao Ying shot an arrow. As long as there was even the slightest obstacle, Su Hanshan had to face Zhu Liang's crushing demon head-on.
“Go!!”
Cao Ying loosened his bowstring.
The golden arrow is like a stream of light, fleeting.
But Cao Ying didn't even look at the result. As soon as he loosened the bowstring, he turned around and ran with all his strength.
He shot this arrow not to kill the enemy, but to create a good opportunity for himself to escape.
The son of a rich man cannot sit down in court. Regardless of whether Zhu Liang can regain the upper hand under the influence of that arrow, or whether he will win or lose later, he is not prepared to watch.
Ta! !
When the arrow came close to his body, Su Hanshan clasped his hands together.
The sharp edge on the arrow was truly astonishing. It actually broke through several layers of inert energy on his outer defense, and almost touched the skin of his body protected by his thoughts.
But this arrow came to a halt after all.
The crutch in Zhu Liang's hand also paused.
Because of the thirty-two afterimages left by Su Hanshan, at this time, they all made movements of putting their palms together.
The Thirty-Two Phases of the Great Meditation Seal jointly demonstrate the power of the Zen enchantment.
Great compassion is like water, Xuan Bing meditates, water generates wood, wood generates fire, fire generates earth, and earth generates metal.
The five elements were turned according to the thought, and the area within the barrier turned into a light white and crystal clear world.
Then in this scenery, countless cracks burst out.
It originated around Su Hanshan, spread to the entire barrier, and all gathered around Zhu Liang.
Zhu Liang broke free from the meditation barrier formed by the thirty-two phases in one tenth of the snap of his finger. However, his broken devil's staff now needs to meet all the cracks that burst out. There was a sharp sound.
That sound was like a beautiful street made of glass suddenly shattering, or like the collision of the most cherished and priceless metals in the world.
Taibai Gengjin Divine Thunder! !
This is the result of Su Hanshan receiving the shared content delayed from the clone of the Taibai Sacred Tree when he was running his dream.
It is also the strongest attack among his five internal organs and five thunder techniques so far.
Zhu Liang’s figure was in pieces.
Su Hanshan's figure moved again, and the silver light struck, arriving at Cao Ying's side.
Cao Ying's pupils trembled: "Why on earth are you going against the Jinling Palace? When will we provoke..."
His wrist bones were suddenly shattered by a small fist. The Yi Sheng Tian Bow that he wanted to lift was snatched away from his hand.
With one swing of Su Hanshan, the bowstring passed by Cao Ying's neck.
“I’ll buy the goods and see Lu Xingxian’s actual combat style.”
Su Hanshan turned around and left, "Since we are all on the way, of course we have to eliminate a few evils before we feel comfortable."
He searched for his breath sensor and rushed into the most precious treasury of the Jinling Palace. A gust of white wind swept away all the elixirs and spiritual materials.
The yellow cloth is like an autumn leaf, carrying the child's body, leading the white Qi, riding the wind to the sky.
The whole process comes and goes in just a few sentences.
Feng Kun rushed to Zijin Mountain and looked down from a high altitude. He found that there was nothing unusual on Toutuo Ridge. Instead, there were two other mountain villages. All the gangsters seemed to have frozen to death.
He secretly screamed something bad, his whole body glowed with purple light, and he immediately rushed back to Jinling.
Even though he came and went very quickly, by the time he came back, the Jinling Palace was already in a different state.
Large areas of ruins, the aura of the fallen Lu Xingxian scattered everywhere, and a prince of Jinling with his body and head separated, lying there.
The most eye-catching thing is the underground treasury that was swept away.
The building that was originally built on it has disappeared, the floor has also disappeared, and none of the rare medicinal materials that were filled with it are left.
Only a dark square pit was left.
Feng Kun stared at it for a long time, his face turning green and white. Forty percent of those things were collected by King Jinling to make elixirs for his Celestial Immortal Sect.
"Dog thief! Don't let me find you..."
Feng Kun's teeth clacked and he stomped his feet. The entire Jinling Palace shook, and a dull loud noise was heard from afar. open.
“I swear to kill you!!!”
(End of this chapter)