"Who the hell are those guys?"

After listening to Chen Wuwu and the others, after telling the reason for the closure of the door, Wu Mafeng was about to vomit blood.

Others are also veiled.

Chen Wuwu looked at their expressions and felt that something was wrong, but he still persuaded: "Although I also think they are too realistic, they are indeed right, after all, they still have to consider those ordinary people." ”

"He's lying!"

Wu Ma Feng said angrily: "These big demons were chased halfway, and those Vault Dwellers have already left!"

"The people you mentioned didn't show up from beginning to end, they all made it up by him!"

"Blind to make it up?" Chen Wuwu reacted immediately.

"You continue to bang on the door, this group of evil animals, leave it to the old man to deal with!"

Silently rushed into the demon group, almost one by one, directly slapped away.

But his eyes always fell on the black-haired man outside the demon group.

In this one, he is the only one who has the strength to fight with this black-haired man.

"Bang bang bang!"

Seeing Wu Mafeng's vigorous shooting, Chen Wuwu continued to strike: "I told you, it's useless to shoot, don't care if they can hear it or not." Even if they could hear it, they wouldn't have been able to open the door. ”

Wu Ma Feng said: "If you don't open the door, we will all die here! Do you want to die?"

"Of course I don't want to die, but I have to accept the reality as a human being, it's not like you and I don't want to die, we can live. There are tens of thousands of these demons, to say the least, I think it is better to choose a better cemetery for yourself in advance. If you want to write a suicide note, I can help you hold on for a while. ”

Wu Mafeng had nothing to say.

Chen Wume's seemingly relaxed tone, but what he said was not a joke.

It was because he saw it so clearly that he didn't dare to have any hope.

There are so many demons, even in the north, you can't meet them once in a hundred years, right?

"Lingjiu Dao Chief, Ten Thousand Dao Chief, Chengshan Dao Chief......

Chen Yang shouted loudly: "Protect the Dharma for me!"

After speaking, he flew a few demons, and the soles of his feet stepped on the top of these demons' heads one after another, and quickly approached the closed door.

As soon as he left, the wave of advantages that he had managed to suppress was suddenly gone.

The small space outside the door is also constantly being reduced.

"What are you doing?" Ling Jiu asked.

Chen Yang planted the wooden plaque in front of him, took out the order flag, and said, "Please God!"

"How long?"

"Give me five minutes!"

"Good. ”

Lingjiu responded, and suddenly the condensation talisman, the golden light burst out, and the group of demons in front of him were shocked back.

Wan Faxing said in a low voice: "If that black-haired man makes a move, I'm afraid it will be difficult to stop." ”

Chen Yang said: "If he makes a move, you don't have to stop it." ”

If the black-haired man really made a move, except for the silence that could resist for a while, the others were afraid that they would be crushed.

"Old Chen. ”

Wen Ziyuan said softly: "Don't worry, if you die, I will give you a seven-day life extension and let you say goodbye to your family." ”

The corners of Chen Yang's eyes twitched, blocked for a long time, and said, "I thank you." ”

"Let's not be so polite between us. Wen Ziyuan sighed and said, "I'm afraid, I won't survive." But don't worry, I'll pass on the purple rune in a while, and I'll talk to Wen Dong. If I die, let him continue your life. This time...... I'm sorry. ”

"Don't talk about that, it's too early to say death now. ”

"Stay away from me, lest you be affected for a while. ”

"This place, where can I go without being affected?" Wen Ziyuan said indifferently: "Leave me alone, you are busy with yours." ”

Chen Yang snorted, and the palm holding the Ling Qi was released, and the Ling Qi was hanging in front of him.

Then gently swipe the index finger of your right hand on the palm of your hand.

Immediately, blood poured out.

But the blood didn't fall to the ground, but all poured into it.

The flag fluttered in the wind, and as the blood continued to pour in, the color of the flag began to turn bright red.

The black-haired man has been standing outside the demon group, and he has never meant to make a move.

At this moment, his eyes fell on Chen Yang, and when he saw his movements, he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

"Secret method?"

The black-haired man didn't know what secret technique he was trying to cast.

But with his understanding of Chen Yang, it was naturally clear that this young Taoist priest was full of secrets all over his body.

He was confident that no matter what kind of secret method Chen Yang cast, it would be impossible to cause harm to himself.

But it is impossible to really let Chen Yang do it at will.

The experience of practicing for so many years has taught him that underestimating the enemy is the easiest way for a person to fall for himself.

"Hum~"

With a slight flick of the black-haired man's wrist, a long sword was condensed.

The sword qi was sharp, and from a distance of hundreds of meters, you could clearly feel the chilling qi that was constantly being released from the long sword.

"Huh?"

Silent has been paying attention to him, and seeing his movements at this moment, a pressure also rises in his heart.

But at the same time, there is also a glimmer of hope.

Among them, the one with the deepest Taoism is not Chen Xuanyang.

Whether it is Lingjiu, or Wan Faxing, or Chengshan......

Which one, not necessarily Chen Xuanyang's Taoism is higher?

But the black-haired man only targeted Chen Yang.

Even they didn't know whether what Chen Yang was going to use was a secret method or something else.

In this case, the black-haired man was already preparing to make a move.

What does this mean?

It shows that the black-haired man is afraid of Chen Yang!

Afraid of the secret technique he was about to cast or something.

Their biggest threat is this black-haired man.

If there is no black-haired man to restrain them, what can these demons do?

Although there are a lot of them, they have legs and feet, so won't they run?

"Huh!"

The black-haired man stepped out in one step, and his body disappeared directly from the spot.

reappeared, already standing above Chen Yang.

At the same time, the long sword condensed in his hand was already aimed at Chen Yang's head, slashing down!

"How can it be as you wish!"

Silence always pays attention, as soon as he moves, Silence also comes.

The rosary in his hand was thrown, the thread knot broke, and the eighteen Buddha beads shone with brilliant golden light, and the golden light of the body protection was generally coiled in the sky above Chen Yang.

"Bang!"

The sword qi was blocked by the Buddha beads.

A Buddha bead suddenly dimmed with golden light, and the Buddha's power was lost, and it smashed at Chen Yang's feet.

The remaining Buddha beads were still coiled over Chen Yang, protecting him.

This is a silent and warm for many years, each Buddha bead is made of thousands of years of agarwood, can subdue demons and eliminate demons, exorcise evil spirits.

If you are practicing, you can make people feel peaceful and settle down very quickly.

And it can be attacked and defended, and the power is huge.

This kind of Buddhist ritual weapon, I don't know how many people are red-eyed.

At this time, a sword was blocked, and the Buddha power that this Buddha bead had cultivated for many years was all dispersed, and it was no different from an ordinary prayer bead.

But the silence is not a pity at all.

The root of magic weapons is to use them to protect themselves or to control the enemy.

Otherwise, what is the difference from ordinary rosaries?

One sword missed, and the black-haired man made another.

He slashed his sword so fast that he barely needed to adjust his pullback.

Every time the sword is slashed, a Buddha bead is abolished.

Silence's brow furrowed more and more.

The black-haired man seemed to be telling him with his actions that if he wanted to kill, no one could stop him.

In the blink of an eye, the black-haired man had already slashed more than ten swords, and only a few Buddha beads remained bright.

But everyone knows that this simply won't last long.

"Bang!"

Wan Faxing directly shattered the head of a bear demon with one palm, and when he turned around, his robe swayed, and his left hand flipped from between his sleeve robes, and a token appeared in his palm.

He shouted in his mouth: "The essence of Yangming, the power of Tibetans." Collect the yin charm, hide the human form, the spirit rune, there is no trace of the house, dare to disobey, and the heavenly soldiers go up. ”

The spell is out, and the token is powerful!

A palm-sized jade token flew over Chen Yang.

At the same time, he took out a talisman, held it in his hand, and asked the gods to recite the mantra: "Heaven and earth are with me, I am with heaven and earth, gods and men go to me, I go to gods and men......"

“…… Gong Cao messenger, hand over the priest, hear the summons today, go to me quickly!"

The black-haired man couldn't help but look at him.

The moment the spell was uttered, the mana of Wan Faxing Zhou Shen expanded.

A momentum is automatic without wind, and the body is not close to three meters.

The big demon near was like touching a copper wall, and it was shocked back, its internal organs were shattered, and its seven orifices were bleeding.

He is like a mortal god, his hair is scattered, his eyes are like electricity, he stepped into the air, raised his hand and pointed at the token, and shouted: "The left hand is Beidou, the right hand is seven stars, the twenty-eight nights in the sky are my leader, wearing thirty-six gangs, stepping on seventy-two evils, I am the true son of the upper realm, I am the lower realm of the evil man, today I will kill you here, and eliminate the evil on the spot!"

After speaking, Wan Faxing grabbed the token, like a lightning bolt, and slashed at the black-haired man.

All the demons felt this irreversible coercion at this moment, and they raised their heads one after another, their eyes showing a look of horror.

It is rare to find peace in this world.

Ling Jiu and the others all looked at him in surprise.

"It's ...... Please the gods!"

"Only this magic spell, Wanzhen deserves the title of Great True Man!"

"Louguantai is worthy of its name. ”

Chengshan and others were amazed.

Those disciples, as if they saw the gods, their eyes were full of awe and worship.

Wu Mafeng panted slightly: "This is the magical means of the Daomen Great True Man?"

Silence took off the Buddha beads around his neck and said, "All the true people have exhausted the humane law, and the old man will not hide his selfishness." ”

With a slam of his palms, the beads made of one hundred and eight Buddha beads suddenly collapsed and flew around, spinning around his body.

"The Buddhas of Boru, know all the Dharma with me, and I am willing to save all the ......"

He sealed with one hand, and the Sanskrit Buddha came out of his mouth, and he was kind at the beginning, and his tone was compassionate.

But the more he read it, the faster he spoke, and his voice was like a thunderous sound from the nine skies.

"If I go to hell, hell will destroy itself, if I go to the hungry ghosts, and the hungry ghosts will be full, and now all the Buddhas will add to the body, cut down all evil, and live in the world!"

One word, to the ears of Wu Mafeng and others, made them feel bloody.

But when it fell on the ears of the demons, their bodies trembled more and more, and they had a strong urge to bow to the ground.

"Bang!"

The monk's robe suddenly burst open, revealing a sturdy body.

The loneliness of being old actually has a muscle that is not lost to young people at all.

He had a dragon tattoo on his back, and when his shirt burst, the dragon pattern shone with golden light, as if he had come to life.

His eyes flashed, and he looked directly at the black-haired man, and his voice was like a Buddha's voice: "Wu Na evil cultivator, the old man will save you!"

The black-haired man sneered, "Save me, save yourself, monk." ”

"No phase seal, break all laws!"

Silently, he stamped with one hand and pushed it out violently.

Suddenly, a Buddha statue appeared in the dark night sky.

In the moment of silence, the Buddha statue made the same movement as him.

The air was filled with majesty.

The silence is solemn, like an angry Buddha, making the demons tremble.

Faced with this palm, the black-haired man changed from holding the sword in one hand to holding the sword in both hands.

The sword qi was held high above the top, and the momentum was rising steadily, and it was not weaker than the Buddha qi of the lonely body.

"Huh!"

Holding the sword in both hands, he slashed down.

The sword gasifies the dragon, the dragon's mouth is angry, and the Buddha's palm is hard to shake.

But it melted in an instant, like a boulder thrown into the ripples of the lake, and scattered in circles.

The black-haired man slashed out with a sword and didn't stop, and in the middle of his body, he slashed at Wan Faxing with another sword.

"Broken!"

He shouted loudly, and the sword qi instantly pierced through Wan Faxing's attack.

Wan Faxing took a few steps back, and the black-haired man's figure was also slightly shocked.

Wan Faxing's expression was solemn, but his heart was shocked.

He asked the gods to pour divine power into him, and joined forces with Silence, but he still failed to gain the upper hand.

He was incredible.

Who is this black-haired man?

He is practicing all his life, I'm afraid that nine times out of ten, he has already attained the Dan!

"Your Daomen Ancestral Court is here, maybe it can make me a little jealous, with your only foundation building realm, I am standing here and letting you perform the Divine Passage Method, what can you do to me?"

The dark-haired man's tone was extremely calm, as if he were just talking about a trivial matter.

"Monk Silence, you are old after all, and you are useless. The Dharma is profound, but how much have you comprehended?"

"Da Wuxiangyin, in your hands, how can you only exert these powers?"

"If the demon pestle is in your hand, you may be able to fight me for a few rounds, and if the magic weapon is not in your body, I will send you away today. ”

After the black-haired man finished speaking, he suddenly dispersed the sword qi in his hand.

I saw that his left hand was sealed, and his right hand was drawn in the void.

Silence and Wan Faxing are all shocked.

"There is no such thing!"

"Yang Thunder Technique!"

The two couldn't help but lose their voices.

The black-haired man smiled faintly, and the handprint on his left hand condensed, and suddenly pushed it out.

A statue of Buddha emerged behind him, sweeping everything through the void and suppressing silence.

The right hand draws a thunder talisman, the fingertips fall, and the night sky suddenly rumbles.

He raised his hand and pointed at Wan Faxing, and a thunderbolt fell straight down.

The crowd was amazed.

Chen Yang's eyes were fixed on Ling Qi.

But he was always on the lookout for the situation.

When he saw Tranquility using his Dharma powers, the power shook him a little.

He thought that with Wan Faxing and Silent Ran joining forces, even if he couldn't kill the black-haired man, he could at least seriously injure him.

Who would have thought he would be so strong.

Strong outrageous.

At this time, he was practicing Taoism and Buddhism at the same time, and even Chen Yang almost lost his mind.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

Chen Yang roared in his heart.

The higher the cultivation, the more you need to sacrifice the banner with your own blood.

But in the same way, he can also show more strength of the Command Banner.

"Boom!"

Under the heavenly thunder, Wan Faxing drew thirteen talismans in a row, which could dissipate the power of the heavenly thunder, but there was still some heavenly thunder into his body, causing him to suffer a lot of injuries.

The robes on his body are all scorched.

Silence is at the cost of a Buddha bead to block this handprint.

And at this time.

The black-haired man, suddenly feeling something, looked up at the sky.

There, an illusory figure, gradually ...... Coalescing and forming.

At this time, Chen Yang's clear voice poured into everyone's ears.

"Bestow the Xuantian God, fall into the mortal world to save all the people, the green flag unfolds the world, millions of heavenly soldiers come down to the altar, the demons and monsters are the first, and the evil spirits are in front of me!"

"Daomen Chen Xuanyang, today with blood as a sacrifice, order: Dongying Army, Dongying General Jiuyi Army 99,000 people, come to see me!"

As soon as the words fell, the illusory figure in the sky became more condensed.

He looked at Chen Yang in mid-air, holding a spear, and his voice exploded in the sky like thunder.

"Dongying General Jiuyi Army, Zhang Jiqing, visited the master. ”

The sound was rolling, and the surrounding grass and trees were crushed by this sound.

Under this voice, the ten thousand demons couldn't bear to crawl on the ground, their eyes frightened.

The black-haired man's face was unusually solemn.

He suddenly drew a talisman in the void with one hand, and the talisman was settled, and his hands quickly changed into handprints.

Almost instantly, the handprints condensed, and the sigils melted into the hands.

He looked at Zhang Jiqing, who was suppressing the sky, and the corners of his mouth were disgusted with a sneer: "I also know a thing or two about Daomen techniques." ”

After speaking, Ji Shou bowed to the east: "I will order the patriarch to rush to Penglai Realm, urgently summon Penglai Immortal, hurry to the altar feast, please God!"

Every word and sentence is like a fairy sound, which can be transmitted to the heavens.

When you're done, close your eyes.

And in the next second, the momentum on his body skyrocketed.

Even Chen Yang couldn't help but look at it, his eyes were shocked.

Then he grabbed the order flag, pointed it at the black-haired man, and shouted with urgency: "Kill!"