Chapter 442 The tantric magic weapon Luofu takes action
This thought together.
Even the old Jiao, who has been sitting in Dongting Lake for thousands of years and is used to seeing life and death, can't help but feel despair in an instant.
A dragnet and a narrow escape from death.
And that's the only chance of life.
The only way it can think of to break the situation is to exchange lives for lives.
He gave up half of his life and spent all his cultivation to break through the formation, dragging his body and escaping back to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake.
Maybe...
Taking advantage of the vast water force, these people did not dare to cross the thunder pond and were able to live out their remaining lives.
As for how many great water ghosts a dragon that has lost its power will attract the prying eyes of, it has no time to care at the moment.
Just stay alive.
"Hoo——"
He let out a long breath.
It sounded like the noise in the horse pen on a winter morning.
The sound of sneezing was like the sound of a waterfall.
The old dragon slowly raised his head and scanned the surroundings with his eyes.
Partridge Whistle, Hua Ling, Red Girl, Yang Fang, White Ape and the old foreigner.
A total of six people rushed into the formation.
As for Chen Yulou and the phoenix, they did not immediately join the fight.
Lao Jiao could actually guess what he was thinking. He just wanted to sharpen his muscles and practice on his own.
Use it as a whetstone.
Oh!
Do you really think it is made of mud and anyone can step on it?
The old Jiao narrowed his eyes slightly, the dark golden thread flowed slowly, and there was an indescribable and terrifying aura around his body.
It was thinking about how to deal with these people first with the least loss.
Then he could face Chen Yulou and the phoenix.
As far as it is concerned, although these seven people also have some cultivation, they are just firewood after all. They are not at the same level as it and can be killed easily.
Buzz!
At the moment it was thinking.
An extremely slight wind sound came from behind.
Out of the corner of his eye.
It was the man in Taoist robes who had been wandering around the outside. Unexpectedly, he still had some tricks up his sleeve, and he came over unknowingly.
I saw a brass pestle in his hand.
But it's only a foot long.
But the golden light is flowing on the brass pestle, and Buddhist secret texts are intertwined, and the shadow of the Buddha can be faintly seen reflected.
Taoists use muskets to make it incomprehensible.
Now, another tantric magical weapon appears.
For a moment, even though Old Jiao was well-informed, a trace of astonishment flashed through his eyes.
"If the Tao is not Tao, the monk is not a monk."
"Isn't this kind of behavior apostasy?"
His eyes darkened, and the old dragon rolled up its tail and whipped it away without even looking at it.
In the blink of an eye.
Then he appeared outside the partridge whistle.
The Vajra Prong in his hand has been completely refined by him. The only pity is that he has never practiced tantric techniques, so it is difficult to maximize its power.
But...
even so.
The Buddha engraved on the vajra prong can still be summoned by him and use his power.
Sensing the surging demonic energy, golden light shone on the vajra prong, and the shadow of the Buddha reflected in it seemed to solidify a little for a moment.
Slowly stretched out his palm.
Photographed toward the dragon.
boom!
One gold and one black, two completely different qi machines suddenly collided, and only a loud bang was heard, like rolling thunder, and the two were at a stalemate.
Seeing this, Lao Jiao couldn't help but snorted coldly.
In an instant, black demonic energy billowed up, breaking the deadlock.
The black mist suddenly took over.
The golden cipher text melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Sitting on the phantom of the Buddha behind the partridge whistle, it crackled even more. Countless cracks appeared in an instant, like a broken porcelain, and the clear cracking sound could even be heard clearly.
Cracks spread.
Eventually, the porcelain shatters and the shadow disappears.
Partridge Whistle trembled as if struck by lightning, and the next moment, like a kite with its string broken, it was swept straight back by the evil spirit.
"Brother!"
"Brother, be careful."
Seeing this situation, two exclamations sounded almost at the same time.
"Don't worry about me."
However, Partridge Whistle did not crash into the cliff of the mountain forest as expected. He reacted very quickly. While he was still in the air, he reached out his hand to take out the mirror umbrella and opened it with a swipe.
The downward trend suddenly stopped.
When he landed, he pressed his fingers lightly on a certain point on the umbrella handle, and the umbrella surface instantly closed. He quickly took out a pill from his pocket, raised his head and swallowed it in one gulp.
Although not Taoist Zhu Dan.
But it’s also made from big medicine.
As soon as the elixir entered his abdomen, he felt the power of the medicine turn into a majestic flow of heat, flowing through the veins in his limbs and flushing away the congestion in his chest.
The partridge whistle let out a long breath.
The face, as white as gold paper, gradually turned rosy.
Look up.
Bai Yuan, Yang Fang and Red Girl had already sneaked in, surrounded and killed them.
Hua Ling is responsible for raiding the array.
She is not good at fighting, and the mirror umbrella is mostly used for self-defense.
But there are many secret techniques in the Mountain Moving lineage.
At this moment, a white figure was seen moving back and forth, and from time to time, powdered poison pills were shot at the old dragon, exploding with a bang in front of it.
Lao Jiao had to deal with three people stalking him at close range at the same time.
Also beware of poisons at all times.
Almost without exception, they are all made from highly poisonous herbs that are hard to find in the world.
Even if it's just a little bit contaminated.
Flesh and blood can melt instantly.
Hua Ling had never tried these methods when traveling in the rivers and lakes in the past, but since Pingshan and his party, he has seen six-winged centipedes and poisons in the cracks of the mountain shade.
Then he began to explore slowly.
After several long trips, she went out of her way to collect various herbal medicines each time.
Now it finally comes in handy.
Even for Lao Jiao, the poison was not fatal, but it was enough to restrain him.
The old foreigner continued to sit high.
The buzzing sound of bowstrings kept ringing, suppressing the sound of falling rain.
The previous three arrows made him know that it would be difficult to break the old dragon's scale armor, so now that he opened his bow and pulled the string again, he aimed specifically at its eyes.
Lao Jiao was upset by the two brothers and sisters.
I wish I could tear the two of them into pieces, chew them up and swallow them whole.
However, as soon as it moved, the three people outside it, no, to be precise, three people and a demon, went crazy and tried their best to stop it.
Partridge Whistle, who had suppressed his injuries, had rejoined the fight.
If fighting alone.
Lao Jiao is confident that no one can be its opponent.
But a few people didn't give it a chance to be alone. They marched in formation, staggered their attacks, and actually left it where it was.
Buzz!
Another cold light came through the sky. Sharp as the sun.
It's coming in a blink of an eye, carrying a shocking momentum.
Being surrounded by the three Partridge Whistlemen, the old dragon seemed to be trapped in a quagmire and unable to move. In desperation, he could only close his eyes. The iron arrow hit the scales, with a thud and sparks flying everywhere.
"Good opportunity..."
Take advantage of the moment it closes its eyes.
Yuan Hong's heart skipped a beat.
Take a deep breath.
Holding the iron rod, he jumped up, stepped on the old dragon's body, and rushed to its back in two or two strokes.
Wait until the old dragon notices it.
Its feet had firmly grasped the gap in the scales, and no matter how it shook, it could not throw Yuan Hong out, as if it had taken root.
White Ape didn't hesitate either.
Locating the wound on Lao Jiao's back that had not yet healed, he hit it hard with a stick.
"Ouch——"
pain!
Severe pain penetrating into the marrow.
It swept through Lao Jiao's whole body in an instant.
Even though it had rough skin and thick flesh, Chen Yulou's sword just now not only cut through its scales, but the remaining sword intent was still eating away at its flesh and blood.
He activated his demonic energy and managed to block the sword intention.
This stick is equivalent to breaking the balance.
The sword energy broke through the demonic energy and rushed into the flesh and blood, severing the muscles and bones. The old dragon only felt pain, and he raised his head and let out a shrill roar.
"What's going on?"
"Where did the beast roar come from?"
"It must be thunder, right?"
The roar of the dragon broke through the heavy rain curtain and echoed throughout Junshan Island.
In Dongting Temple.
A group of bored guys were sitting around the fire pit on the ground, warming themselves and chatting.
Suddenly hearing the roar, they couldn't sit still anymore. They all stood up and came to the door, looking at the black clouds above their heads that had not dispersed and the rain that was getting heavier and heavier.
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.
"I heard that there is a dragon in Dongting Lake that can walk through the water and transform into a dragon. Could it be..."
finally.
A man with dark skin mumbled something.
As soon as he said this, the faces of everyone around him instantly became ugly.
To be honest, they had not thought about this idea. Something was obviously wrong with the situation today, starting from the sudden order from the boss that they were not allowed to step out of the temple.
Weird things seem to be happening one after another.
There was a sudden change in the weather, heavy rain, and now the roar of an ancient monster.
Each and every one of them is filled with weirdness.
Regarding the dragon in Dongting Lake.
They have been on the island for more than half a year and have heard it countless times.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"If you have nothing to do, just go back and sleep."
Just when everyone was thinking wildly.
A thunderous roar suddenly sounded in his ears.
Uncle Jiu, who was holding a dry cigarette pole, swept the crowd with his eyes like a tiger.
The gang of guys didn't dare to talk nonsense. They dispersed like birds and beasts. In the blink of an eye, only Old Uncle Jiu was left in the huge front hall.
Step on the threshold.
He twisted a ball of tobacco from his cigarette bag, lit it and took a deep breath.
However, he didn't look as comfortable as usual.
On the contrary, the sadness in the center of my eyebrows was so thick that I couldn't get rid of it at all.
Slowly blow out the smoke.
Look up in the direction of the main peak.
The thunder has not stopped since it got dark, and the rain is pouring down with water. The whole world is filled with an indescribable depression.
Something happened.
Uncle Jiu actually understood.
You can see some clues from the young shopkeeper and the kidnappers.
He has lived a long life and has never seen it. Haven't he heard of it yet?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
Moreover, they all say that in troubled times there must be monsters.
This situation cannot be said to be true.
He frowned, and several times he almost couldn't hold it back. He wanted to take a hunting bow with his waist knife and go over in the rain to take a look.
But the young shopkeeper ordered that no matter what you hear or see, don't step out of the temple gate. Since he said this, he must have a reason.
He could only suppress the restlessness in his heart.
Waiting quietly.
Waiting for this heavy rain to stop.
When the time comes, we will naturally be able to clear away the clouds and mist and see the blue sky.
Out of sight obscured by rain, dark clouds and mountain fog.
Under the cliff.
The fighting continues.
The old dragon grinned and knocked the three people in front of him away. Then he turned his head and glared fiercely at the white ape who was lying behind him and was still trying hard to hit him with his stick. His murderous aura instantly reached the extreme level.
Just a wild monkey in the mountains.
Little monster.
Dare to do it.
It’s simply courting death!
The old dragon was so angry that he didn't even look at the few people who were knocked away and rushed towards him, as well as the three iron arrows that came instantly above his head. He opened his bloody mouth and bit Yuan Hong fiercely.
Boom——
Enveloped by evil spirit.
Bai Yuan felt as if he was frozen in place.
The limbs are stiff and out of control at all.
From the corner of his eye, a bloody mouth was roaring toward him, its hacksaw-like teeth emitting a cold light. Before it even approached, a disgusting bloody smell was already spreading over the surface.
Amidst the rain in the distance.
The faces of the few people who rushed over were full of anxiety and anger.
See this.
Yuan Hong felt his head buzzing.
His mind instantly sank to the bottom.
I have finally cultivated my demon body, and I haven't completely refined the mandrill's bones yet. Isn't it possible that he just died halfway?
but.
At that moment, the bloody mouth was about to bite it.
From the rain curtain overhead, there suddenly came a phoenix cry that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks.
at the same time.
An overwhelming black shadow.
As if tearing open the void, it instantly appeared in front of it.
"Luofu?!"
(End of chapter)