Chapter 56: Golden Crow Corpse Refining Demon
Chu Tai's eyes narrowed slightly. He could feel that the corpse energy in the opponent's body was tainted with a layer of scorching sun and drought, and the surrounding water vapor evaporated rapidly, destroying the water vapor cycle.
‘Hanba? No, there's something wrong with this guy's aura...'
The sun and moon shine in Chu Tai's eyes, and through the layers of corpse aura, he can see a ray of golden blood containing the true meaning of compassion flowing inside.
‘What is this? Buddha's blood? ’
When Chu Tai was confused, Liu Peiyu, who was standing not far from him, muttered in a low voice with a slightly frightened voice: "Han Ba..."
Indeed, compared to Chu Tai, Liu Peiyu could not see the changes in the other party's nature. , but he can understand the laws of water vapor movement, and can naturally guess the source of the opponent's power.
“Let’s go!”
Liu Peiyu didn’t hesitate at all. The clouds and mist fell, the cloud light soared, and he fled towards the distance.
“Don’t even think about leaving!”
The three red ropes in the hands of Xin Qing, who had been knocked down by him before, were intertwined in mid-air. Layers of blood and filthy air condensed on the snare and moved towards Liu Peiyu.
“Cut!”
Taoist Cuihuang let out a clear cry, and thirty-three emerald green lights intertwined around him, and the shadows of bamboo leaves followed the sword, stirring the snare into pieces. Crush.
The red rope broke inch by inch and disappeared in the green light of the waving bamboo branches.
But in the next second, an arm suddenly stretched out, its five fingers were held empty, the corpse energy turned into a hollow, and the thirty-three-mouthed sword was captured, and the fingers contracted inward.
The sword light was dim, and one whine after another sounded. It was obvious that the spirituality of these flying swords had been impacted, and the swords were contaminated by corpse energy.
"How is that possible!"
Taoist Cuihuang's complexion suddenly changed, his rosy face turned pale, he pinched and pulled, but there was no response.
Seeing this, Liu Peiyu shot out the orb with his backhand. The ripples of water washed away the void and deflected the corpse energy. He tried to make Cuihuang recall the flying sword, but was caught by the man's other hand. With a little force, the aura on the surface of the orb It also broke.
Seeing this scene, Liu Peiyu felt very sorry for his magic weapon, but he did not dare to stay for a long time.
Hanshang Sanren's long sleeves fluttered and he released a strong wind to stop Xin Qing who wanted to attack again, but was forced back by the falling blood.
Chu Tai frowned slightly, a wisp of white smoke appeared on his fingertips, and he chanted a mantra.
"All the spirits in the mountains and rivers must be frightened when they hear me. The sun and the moon follow each other, illuminating the essence of the sky... urgently like laws and orders!"
"The light of the Suzaku mausoleum, the divine power is intensified. The divine snake vomits Fire, evil spirit treasure... Taiyi's decree cannot be stopped for a long time... as urgent as a law order!"
As soon as the magic formula changed, the shadow of the golden bell appeared in the haze. The magic power was stimulated, the haze dispersed, and the golden bell appeared! Flames ignited all around and turned into a stream of light falling down.
Faced with such methods, the man had no choice but to remove his hand, pick up the filial son flag again, dance it in the air, and the ashes fell all over the sky. But as soon as he touched the shadow of the golden bell, he saw Chu Tai sealing the seal again.
“Behead the Duke of Thunder, and make an alliance with the powerful young boy. The Xun Palace issued an order to transport the god back to the east... as urgent as the law and order!”
“Red crows, red crows, chariots of wind and fire. Thunder. Zhongwugui...is as urgent as the law!"
"The Supreme Fu ordered me to send you to Huangting. The Zhongli Wuqi...is as urgent as the law!"
After the curse, A bit of fire turned into thousands of fire crows and fell down, exploding five or six feet in front of the man.
The fire splashed and rubbed against each other, forming an initial movement of thunder, followed by thunder and fire, thunder and fire intertwined, becoming more and more intense, accumulating and spreading, causing a series of explosions in the blink of an eye.
Liu Peiyu and Taoist Cuihuang took the opportunity to take back their magic weapons, stepped aside and stood with Chu Tai.
At this time, Hanshang Sanren, who had forced Xin Qing back, looked pale and had swallowed several pills in succession. Seeing this, Cuihuang Taoist said in a low voice: "Shall we leave first?"
"The guy below has inspired the blood of the Drought Demon. If we leave directly, I'm afraid there will be hundreds of people around. This year’s harvest is gone.”
Hanshang Sanren silently transferred his magic power and suppressed the injuries in his body. Then he heard Chu Tai, who was waving the golden Danxia banner in front and controlling the changes of thunder and fire, spoke.
“Not only is it the blood of the Drought Demon, but 80% of this guy’s body also contains the blood of a certain great Buddha.”
“Buddha’s blood?”
Taoist Cuihuang His face changed slightly and he whispered: "You read that right."
"Of course not, but it should be the blood of the Arhat who has just achieved fruition. It gave this guy some of the abilities of the Arhat's Golden Body. My The thunder and fire cannot trap him for long, please send everyone away so that I can use some methods."
Liu Peiyu frowned and retorted: "That is at least a fifth-grade cultivation level. How could such a being..."
Halfway through, he also came to his senses and whispered: "This game involves so much "Is it vast?"
"Quick!"
Chu Tai roared, staring at the man walking out of the thunder and fire.
His body was unscathed, with a strong aura of red fire and drought. At the same time, there was a ray of golden Buddha blood in his body, exuding an almost perfect treasure light, allowing him to perform between life and death. A strange cycle of deathly silence and peace.
Lei Huo and Red Crow could no longer suppress him.
Liu Peiyu and the others also knew that the situation was critical and did not dare to stay for a long time, so they left with the survivors.
Chu Tai took out the Taiyi Changming Lamp and transformed into the God King Lingguan, his eyes dimmed.
“The Thunder Lord of Dutian, shouts thunder and shakes the wind. Green thunder and red qi, upstream and up to the sky. Red thunder and yellow qi, the god of luck returns to the middle. Yellow thunder and white qi, the hole presses the nine palaces..."
Under the guidance of Chu Tai, the vitality of heaven and earth merged into the sea of fire. As the thunder and fire intertwined, the thunder light flashed. The thunder in the rolling flames rolled like a snake, tightly wrapping around the man, stimulating the drought in his body little by little. blood and golden Buddha blood.
At the moment when the two were about to merge, the pure green light composed of one hundred and eight cold pine needles lit on the acupoints all over his body one after another.
The Qi of Jiuquan Yinjing Mengbo contained in the magic weapon is like cold water to the hot red iron ore for the man at this moment. The severe stimulation causes the iron block to deform, and it also makes Su Chen Qing The awns pierced into his body, further stimulating the conflict between the blood of the Drought Demon and the blood of the golden Buddha.
The filial son flag was waved, and flying ashes surrounded the man's body, protecting the man's body. The corpse's blood flowed slowly, constantly contaminating the magic weapon that entered the body.
Like the man's silence, Chu Tai also didn't care much about the other party's methods.
He turned his wrist, and the agarwood sword pill was clasped by his middle finger, index finger and thumb. There was a lot of golden liquid flowing on it. As Chu Tai hit it with his backhand, the golden sword light turned into a rainbow.
The edge of the sword pill ignored the man's protective filial son's flag, pierced the linen cloth magic weapon on his body, and went straight into his chest.
The man who originally didn't care about Su Chen's green light trembled all over, as if he sensed something was wrong, and Han Ba's blood began to boil.
It’s just that there is interference from the Buddha’s blood inside, the influence of Jiuquan Yinjing Mengbo’s qi outside, and the thunder and fire refining outside, it is difficult for the blood of Drought Demon to awaken quickly.
“Crow Immortal!”
Chu Tai roared again. This time Wu Chaoxi successfully appeared. Its wings spread out, and its piercing cry resounded around, shaking the man's little remaining strength. With his mind, he bought the most important time for Chu Tai.
A new crow sounded from the man's chest, and then the red fire crows flying around began to circle around the man. Many of the true meanings in the thunder and fire gathered together and merged into the man's chest.
For a moment, the fire steamed, the sun condensed, and the shadow of the three-legged golden crow gradually took shape in the man's body.
As usual, the spells in this article are borrowed from the records of Tao Fahui Yuanzhong, but the effect and performance are completely made up.
(End of this chapter)