Chapter 837: Aunt Luo (Two in One)
The Black Eagle didn't plan to let it go just like this. Bathed in the squeaking thunder and lightning, it brought out a strong wind to the sky, biting the red bird away. As its wings shaking, twelve black feathers surrounded their body, like a Taoist priest who learned sword control, it turned into a black flying sword and stabbed the red bird that was fleeing in the desert.
The red bird is two feet long, and the black eagle is almost ten feet long. The size of the two sides is twice as different. The latter actually beats the former, and Xu Qi'an feels like tearing against Tiangang.
By the way, Song Tingfeng!
He turned his head anxiously and found that Zhu Guangxiao had run over to help the person up.
God knows if the demon clan has ambushed other people. The black eagle chased the red bird and left. If another guy comes, they will die.
Xu Qi'an did not dare to neglect, and did not care about hiding the jade mirror. He sucked Zhou Chixiong into the space inside the mirror. He watched Zhu Guangxiao push Song Tingfeng onto the horse, threw the carriage away, and rode on the little mare and rushed to the south gate.
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Swish.
A sword light brought up fallen leaves all over the ground, shot into the Bodhi Hall at an extremely fast speed, stabbing Xu Pingfeng in the back.
He reacted quickly and quickly withdrew his skills to save himself. He flashed, avoided the magic sword, and returned to the open front yard, looking at the female Taoist priest floating on the temple gate with a thin gauze and a lotus crown on his head.
Although you can't see your face, you can only rely on your exquisite figure under the Tai Chi robe, your flawless wrist, a little bit of fresh cinnabar between your eyebrows, and the noble temperament that exudes all over your body. After seeing it, you can confirm that the person in front of you is a great beauty or a rare type in the world.
"Witch God Sect...I thought it was a demon clan..."
The voice sounded with some lazy but crisp voice, mixed with a hint of softness and charm, as if there was magic.
Xu Pingfeng stared at the person who came for a while.
"Luo Yuheng..."
There is an unconcealable hostility in his voice.
In order to use the luck of the court, he advanced to the first rank, and then went to the court to become an official and established the Xu Party. He planned to become a powerful minister to go further, but this move ended in failure. One of the important factors was that Luo Yuheng's father obstructed it.
After all, a country has so many luck. Sitianjian has already issued a first-rank supervisor. The court's luck can be at most a first-rank. However, the Renzong also needs the court's luck to suppress the karma. If he is given the throne, the Renzong will face great pressure. Therefore, after the party struggle failed, he hated Renzong together. Now that he sees Luo Yuheng, it is naturally impossible to have positive emotions.
Luo Yuheng was not surprised that the man in the cloak could recognize him. He glanced at the monk who was controlled by the demon-sealed nail in the hall, raised his jade hand and returned to his sword.
Xu Pingfeng knew that when the magical wave base of Qinglong Temple was destroyed by monks, he was not Luo Yuheng's opponent in front of him. He could only summon the war soul of the old man Tiangu to his side and face the Taoist leader of the Taoist who came to Qinglong Temple to meddle in other people's business. "Luo Yuheng, this is a festival between the Witch God Sect and the Heavenly Realm. Are you sure you want to wade into this muddy water?"
Luo Yuheng did not respond, looked at Xu Pingfeng coldly, pressed the jade point down, and the magic sword stormed the rainbow light and slashed at his head.
Xu Pingfeng raised his hands, his cuffs surrounded by black mist, turning into runes with strange shapes. The speed of the magic sword dropped sharply - it seemed that the speed dropped sharply, but for the master of the magic sword, it felt that the distance between the magic sword position and the enemy was lengthening.
And the war soul, which was suspected to be a barbarian in the southern border, flashed in front of her and pressed her hands towards her head.
Luo Yuheng turned his wrists to greet him, and the brightness of the blue light facing the battle soul dropped sharply, and her power seemed to have been transferred partly.
"Huh."
This battle soul...
Although she has been in seclusion in Lingbaoguan and has not participated in the Shanhaiguan Battle, it does not mean that she is a ignorant person. A fifth-grade wizard can summon war souls with the ritual of sacrifice. Under normal circumstances, the summoned war soul is lower or equal to his or her. However, the combat power of this war soul in front of him is definitely above the spiritual wisdom master of the Witch God Cult. If the summoning war souls higher than his or her will be backfired afterwards.
"Hmph."
She added a little more force, her whole body glowing, and there seemed to be a breeze around her. Huh, the wind dragon soared into the air, and a shock wave swept across the audience. The monk's corpse puppet was thrown away several feet, and the dead leaves and the tiles on the roof went away. Xu Pingfeng and the old man Tian Gu were forced to retreat at the same time. The latter's light was dimmed a little, and the former's hand shook slightly in his sleeves.
I don't think of the son and frowned, feeling very passive.
Worried that he would be noticed by the supervisor, he did not dare to use the ability of a second-grade sorcerer. Moreover, even if he could use it, he might not be better than Luo Yuheng. The ability of a third-grade wizard must not be able to defeat a second-grade Taoist priest. The situation is a bit awkward now. "Luo Yuheng, do you really want to save him?" He said as if he had made up his mind to point at the monk who could neither move nor speak in the hall.
"You are talking too much nonsense."
Luo Yuheng's answer was a little unhappy.
It is for Master Linghui and for Monk Kaiguang.
Because I don't know where the news came out, the general idea was that the monk Consciousness was the successor trained by the Bodhisattva of Heavenly Realm. The purpose of coming to Dafeng was not only to strengthen the seal of the Heavenly Realm formation under Sangbo Lake. Another purpose was to contact Princess Huaiqing of Dafeng, to save her from becoming a Buddha mother in the West, and to create a new first-class road. At the same time, set an example for those who worship Buddha in the Heavenly Realm, so as not to meditate and practice hard all day long, and to waste the major event that has a child that concerns the future of the Heavenly Realm.
Now, in response to the Sangbo Lake explosion, the royal family and the Consecrated Monk are colluding properly, so it is time to bring the eldest princess to the heavenly realm to be a concubine and strengthen the relationship between the two countries through the situation of "marriage".
In other words, the monk Kaiguang had his first private contact and investigation of the princess, and at the same time checked the dark son sealed under Sangbo Lake. After all, neither the Tiandi nor the Dafeng wanted the Sangbo Lake sealing formation to be exposed, and then transformed into an envoy who came to negotiate the "marriage".
Since it is a foreign envoy, the Dafeng side has the obligation to protect the monk's safety. Yesterday, Chu Yuanzhen told her that the monk asked him for help in a "group chat" and said that he felt the existence of the Fuxiang, a courtesan possessed by the demon clan, and was worried that this was a trap. However, in order to regain Shen Shu's right arm, he had to find out the truth and hoped that the national teacher could help him with all his strength.
She had no good feelings for the Heavenly Realm, and she had no good feelings for the monk who broke the sword of the country with one sword, but she had to think about the great devotion, because the monk was not only an envoy, but also a junior trained by the four Bodhisattvas of the Heavenly Realm. If he was killed by the demon clan, Shen Shu's right arm Dafeng was not well taken care of. The envoy of the Heavenly Realm, the future first-grade Bodhisattva, would also die in the capital. The next two countries would inevitably go to war, so she had no choice but to respond to the monk's request for help and rushed to Qinglong Temple to help.
Swoosh.
She threw the magic sword upwards.
The sword turned red and soared into the sky at an extremely fast speed, flying to a hundred feet high, emitting waves of fearful energy fluctuations, and flames continued to emerge. After three breaths, the sword body suddenly stabbed down, and the waves formed a red arc around it, hitting Xu Pingfeng like a fire-bearing meteor.
It was the wind just now, and now it is the fire.
Luo Yuheng has condensed two Taoist Dharma images?
Xu Pingfeng bit his teeth and raised his hands. The war soul of the old man Tiangu roared angrily, and he walked up to the magic sword. The phantom collapsed at a height of 100 meters, and evolved into a Zhoutian Star Dou, trying to block the meteor magic sword.
Facts have proved that the war soul with only the third-grade strength cannot block the full-strength attack of the second-grade Taoist priest. The Stardou Net only persisted for a few breaths and was burned by the exploded flames. The speed of the magic sword only weakened slightly, and it still carried heat and stabbed it in the head.
Xu Pingfeng's eyes flashed and he shouted, "What are you waiting for?"
Suddenly, the earth pulsed in the middle of the courtyard, and a bang, a loud bang, and a large stone slab shattered, and a thick and bloated figure rose into the air.
Roar...
The majestic roar was deafening, and the wall of the Qinglong Temple that had just been ravaged collapsed. At the same time, the owner of the bloated figure, a strong man with a large and thick body, hovered in the air, and one foot above his head, a demonic energy was lingering like bronze, with a black pattern engraved on the surface, resisting the heat emitted by the magic sword. With a sharp claw, he held the sword body of the magic sword. The flames and the magic energy were intertwined, and they could not stand up.
Luo Yuheng's expression changed slightly when he saw this scene: "King Shura's right arm?"
She had never experienced the battle to destroy the country of Ten Thousand Demons. She only knew that the Shura King was a existence that Buddhas were afraid of. Unexpectedly, she was just a right arm, and was suppressed under Sangbo Lake for five hundred years. She could still fight her full-strength attack. You can imagine how powerful the Shura King was in his heyday.
Xu Pingfeng saw that the Bear King drove Shen Shu to block Luo Yuheng's attack with his right arm. The black fog reappeared, dispersed and twisted into symbols shaped like tadpoles. He wandered in the air with his hand gestures, sometimes snake-like and sometimes circled in a ring.
Puff...
He spitted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and the black symbol immediately turned bright red, emitting a burst of evil aura.
Luo Yuheng felt his mind swollen and his whole body was weak, and his control over the magic sword began to weaken. This was the curse and killing technique of the third-grade Linghui Master of the Witch God Sect, and he could not cause serious injury to her, but she also knew that the opponent was not a heavy blow, as long as she was unable to help her later.
Zheng!
With a crisp sound, the fire of the magic sword caught by the demon's hand suddenly subsided, turning into countless fragments of gloomy light to the ground. Luo Yuheng spewed out a mouthful of blood, his body shook, landed from the air, knelt down on one knee, covered his chest and gasped violently.
She didn't expect that the power of her right arm was so powerful, it can be seen that the Shura King at his peak was probably even above the first-class warrior.
The Linghui Master opposite was chanting a mantra while bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
Her abdomen was unbearable, sweat was overflowing on her forehead, and there seemed to be a flying shadow shaking in front of her eyes.
At this time, the strong man who controlled the magic arm suddenly fell with a strong wind.
Dong.
Crack, click, click...
Crack appeared on the surface of the ice shield that Luo Yuheng forced to sacrifice. Every time the Bear King smashed, the cracks became deeper and longer.
Xu Pingfeng sprayed another mouthful of blood, his face was gone, and his hand was pulled upward. The war soul of the old man Tiangu who had just turned into a star Luo appeared again. The phantom shook. It was clearly the sun, but the sky was dark, with stars shining, and the Milky Way hanging upside down.
"Hurry up, I won't last long." Wang Wang Wen said loudly, his fists clenched, and his arms were wrapped in golden light, hammering the ice shield in front of him like a heavy hammer. Luo Yuheng's mouth began to hemorrhage, and the water-attributed magic phase of the ice armor shield became darker and darker, and there was a sign of collapse.
She knew that the enemy had a killing heart against her, and the war soul summoned by Linghui Master strengthened the power of moving stars and changing fights, and used it to block the secrets of heaven, so that the supervisor could not sense the fluctuations of the spiritual energy in the direction of Qinglong Temple.
I thought that the strongest Nine-tailed Fox in the demon clan was only the second grade, and then a third grade bear king. The Consecrated Monk had her help, and the worst was that it was evenly matched. But I didn’t know that the Nine-tailed Fox did not come. She was forced into a desperate situation by a third grade wizard, a third grade demon king, and Shura King’s right arm.
With the Tian Gu fighting spirit, even if she abandons her body and the Yang God leaves her body, it is unlikely that she will escape safely, and it will be impossible for her to advance to the first level.
Luo Yuheng began to regret that if Zhao Shou from Yunlu Academy was brought, he would not fall into the situation. If she did not delay and wanted to let the monk Congguang suffer a little and reappear, even if the two of them joined forces, they would definitely be able to escape safely.
Roar!
The bear king Yangtian roared and punched him again. The golden hand shone heavily on the ice armor. The shield was cracked, the water-type magic collapsed, Luo Yuheng spurted blood and smashed heavily into the temple gate that was almost ruined. The lotus crown fell off, his hair was messy, his masked gauze flew away, his handsome face was pale as paper, his lips were slightly purple, his teeth were bloody, and his Tai Chi robe was broken, revealing the smooth and delicate skin below, with bruises in the middle, which made people feel distressed. "The head of the Renzong Dao, that's it."
A clear female voice came.
Luo Yuheng, who barely could not bear it, vaguely saw a woman wearing a light green slit long skirt standing on the ruins of the east wall. Just like when she appeared, she also had a tulle face on her face. But I don’t know whether it was to show her identity or for other reasons, a furry fox tail hung behind her slender legs, shaking left and right, light and soft, and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Ah...he..."
At this time, an inappropriate voice interrupted Qingji's pride, and it sounded like someone was yawning.
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Boom.
The ruins of the Bodhi Palace were pushed away by a force from the inside out, and the monk hugged the woman and walked out step by step.
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At the same time.
Xu Qi'an, with the seriously injured Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, left the woodland where the wooden house was located, and passed a large, gentle mound. Seeing that the official road was about to come, unexpectedly, under the pressure of the evil wind in the air, two huge shadows, one red and one black, fell down, shaking up dust on the ground, turning into a rolling wave and spreading outward.
He and Zhu Guangxiao could only stop the horses, waved their hands repeatedly, pushed away the surging loess, and carefully observed the road conditions ahead. They saw that the red bird, which was two feet long and could reach three feet wide, was covered in blood, emitting bursts of burnt smell. They were pressed on the ground by the black eagle half smaller, unable to move. The black eagle's sharp beak kept pecking, and cut open the abdomen of the severely injured red bird, grabbed a bloody inner elixir, raised its head, swallowed it in three or two, making a hiccup sound like a human being eating.
Then he looked at Xu Qi'an and Zhu Guangxiao with satisfaction.
The two of them didn't move, not that they couldn't, they didn't dare...
The man transformed from the red giant bird defeated the three of them in one encounter, and the black eagle in front of them was pressing against the bird demon throughout the whole process. If the movements were too extreme, life and death would be a matter of a moment.
Xu Qi'an saw it swallowing the demon pill and looked over: "Brother Diao, you see, we don't have that thing on us either. You can do it well, just let us go."
The black Diao stared at him for a few glances, and suddenly waved his wings.
Zhu Guangxiao subconsciously raised his arms to pat him, scolding Xu Qi'an in his heart for being troublesome.
Unexpectedly, a gust of wind blew, and my body turned cold and there was no pain. When he tried to drop his arm, he found that there was a pill floating in front of him, and there was also a pill in front of Xu Qi'an.
The black eagle did not discover their human pills, but instead gave them elixirs?
Zhu Guangxiao dared not eat it.
Xu Qi'an felt the atmosphere getting weirder and stranger. Thinking that the fellow Taoist would die, I held the pill hovering in front of me and filled it into the mouth of Song Tingfeng who was seriously injured and unconscious.
Zhu Guangxiao greeted the Xu family in his heart. In order to avoid angering Hei Diao, he could only reluctantly hold the pill and press it into his mouth, constantly comforting himself that Hei Diao had no malice. Why do they have to be so troublesome?
Cry...
With a long sound, the black eagle gathered its wings, the wind around it quickly soared into the air, turning into a small black dot and disappearing into the sight of the two.
They only then breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Qi'an said, leaving quickly, shaking the reins and shaking the horse forward, but walked out more than ten feet, not knowing what he remembered, and then called to stop the little mare, returned to the corpse of the big red bird, held the Taiping knife and slashed it with all his strength, and the bird's head and torso were separated, and he picked it up and grabbed it in his hand.
Zhu Guangxiao looked puzzled: "Why did you cut off his head? This can't be exchanged for silver." Xu Qi'an said: "You can scare Jin Luo." Zhu Guangxiao's face was a little dark.
At this moment, Song Tingfeng, who was seriously injured by the bird demon with a wing, snorted, opened his eyes, and asked the two people, "Am I dead?"
Xu Qi'an and Zhu Guangxiao looked at each other, a little confused, is that thing an immortal pill? It takes effect so quickly.
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Qinglong Temple. "You are not dead?" Qingji looked at the passionate monk who was holding a private prostitute, and her smile slowly stopped.
"The demon clan and the Buddhist sect have fought for so long. What abilities does the third-grade Vajra have? Can you forget this?"
The third-grade Buddhist practice, called "Vajra", naturally has super defensive power. Even if the demon is nailed into the body, it can only seal magic power and some organ functions. The body's defense cannot collapse. In other words, it is impossible to kill a person by relying on the collapse of the hall.
"King Bear, kill him!" Qingji pointed at him and ordered.
Although the bear king was a little dissatisfied with her attitude, it was related to the interests of the demon clan and he didn't care much about it. He turned around and leaped. He swung his fist five feet away. A huge demonic arm appeared, emitting a faint golden light to hit the monk's head.
Chu Pingsheng smiled slightly, and light and shadows appeared behind him. The white elephant on the left and the white dragon on the right. His left hand was surrounded by Fuxiang, and his right hand was aimed at the huge fist shadow falling from the sky and punched him.
The bear king as big as a mountain gate and a "unusual" punch from humans.
Puff...
The strong wind swept around for several miles, and the corpse puppets and building fragments on the ground were thrown away dozens of feet. The Tathagata Temple, which was barely supported by the Bodhi Temple, collapsed with a rumbling sound. The seven-story pagoda at the northernmost end of the temple also shook a few times, and the outer wall cracked and cracks appeared.
At the same time, three black lights ejected from Chu Pingsheng's body. The Bear King was unable to rescue because of his powerful recoil force. Xu Pingfeng, who fought with Luo Yuheng, was also the same. He could only watch them pierce Qingji's body.
Hmph!
The fox demon snorted and fell backwards, landing in the ruins of the east wall, trembling all over, covering the incident point of the demon-sealing nail with pain on his face. He tried to get up several times but failed to get what he wanted. His tail that had been shaking before was hanging behind him, and it seemed that he was only a little better than Luo Yuheng.
However, as time went by, she gradually shrank after moaning a few times, turning into a fox covered in white hair, sank among the bricks and stones.
"Qingji..."
The Bear King turned his head, and his face, which was so square that he could no longer be "country", was full of hatred. His blood and energy were rising steadily. The fierce intention covered the fields, within ten miles of the radius, the low grass and trees bent down and shivered. "There are six more, come again." Chu Pingsheng waved to him, looking provocative.
The bear king was furious and used the secret technique of the demon clan again. The demonic power poured into Shen Shu's right arm, and his arm also expanded rapidly, turning into a bear's paw, swinging from top to bottom.
The surging demonic energy surged out like a wave, and Shen Shu's right arm was pressed down with the force enough to break the mountain.
Chu Pingsheng bent his arms slightly, clenched his fists and prepared his momentum. Behind him, the white dragon, the white elephant reappeared, and another black-faced golden armor, with a big Vajra magic figure in a ribbon, stepped on the white dragon and the white elephant.
Chu Pingsheng took a step forward, and the sword energy was everywhere. The black-faced Vajra, who was stepping on the white dragon and the white elephant, had a faint sword in his hand, which was not as good as the white elephant and the white dragon.
Boom!
He punched the sky.
The Dragon Elephant Daming Zunwang Fist evolved from the Dragon Elephant Prajna Fist and increased by Vajra Fist, and the sword energy surrounding the boxing force broke through the demon net. The two fists intersected, and a roar like a tsunami hitting the land dispersed. The corpses of monks around the courtyard and bricks and stones that exceeded the size of human faces were all broken. The strong wind passed by, and the radius of more than ten miles, most of the plants and trees that were higher than their knees were broken.
Even Xu Pingfeng was swept dozens of feet by the shock wave, and finally fell to the ground and panted heavily.
Luo Yuheng emitted all his strength to neutralize the impact force, and he could no longer hold on and fainted.
Qing Ji, who was hit by the Demon-Captaining Spike, was unable to resist. The white ape hiding underground looking for an opportunity to attack had to show up and help Qing Ji block the aftermath of the two second-grade masters' full-strength attack. Her body flew out like a cannonball and smashed into the cracked stone wall in the distance, which was one foot deep, and she was seriously injured and did not run away.
Hissing...
Chu Pingsheng's muscles swelled, and six demon-sealing nails shot out, piercing into the body of the bear king who was severed by the attack and was chaotic all over his body.
Accompanied by a low roar of sadness, the bear king fell to the ground, his limbs wriggled for a while, and his body gradually lengthened, expanding from a strong man to an iron-eating beast more than ten feet tall. His fur was black and white, and he looked stupid and stupid in pain.
(This chapter ends)