Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Yang Nerve
And after Lin Yu was brought into the third layer by Chen Yu, the scenery in front of him changed greatly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Everything seems to have returned to the previous world, but the aura of this world is much worse than that of the Golden Eagle Era, and the bodies of the people in the whole world are very weak, and the strength of the cultivators is not very strong.
And in a mountain range that stretches for 800 miles, the demonic spirit is soaring, and there are fights in all directions.
The mist slowly dispersed, and when I was waiting to look, I saw that it was the traveler who was trapped by the three demons.
"Monk Wuna, I heard that eating your meat can lead to immortality, so the three of my brothers waited day and night in this Lion Camel Ridge, today, you finally came to my Lion Camel Ridge, and today is the time of your death." A blue-faced lion-headed man pointed to the monk in the white robe at the front and shouted.
"Where did the monsters come from, they dared to stand in front of my grandson, don't you know that I am going to kill demons and monsters like you under this golden hoop stick??" Behind the monk in the moon-white monk's robe walked out a monkey-headed walker, holding a golden stick, and said angrily at the blue-faced man.
"Haha, Sun Wukong, your opponent is me." And at this time, among the three demons, a man with wings on his back came out, with a golden-winged kun head and starry eyes and leopard eyes, with a strong and brave posture.
"The third??" And after seeing this man, the monkey's eyes suddenly widened, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
"Aren't you subdued by Rulai Lao'er??? How could you come to this nether realm and fall into the grass as a demon, and why would you want to eat my master's meat??? The monkey shook his head and asked.
"I have a grudge against your master and the tenth generation, and now, it's time to make an understanding." The man with wings on his back said.
"It turns out that the failure of my master to learn the scriptures from the tenth generation is all your hands and feet in secret." When the monkey heard this, he sighed.
"Third brother, although you are my eldest brother, I am my master's disciple, I must protect his safety, if you want to move my master, you will be my enemy." The monkey head knew that there was nothing to talk about here, since it was a feud of the tenth generation, it was naturally impossible for them to pass by this lion camel ridge easily, and it was impossible for him to let the third child kill his master.
Well, there is only fighting!!
"Okay, Old Seven, then I'll see how you have grown in the past five hundred years."
The wings of the Great Roc were one, and suddenly a strong wind blew through the monkey's head, blowing the monkey's head backwards.
"Bajie, Sha Monk, protect the master." The monkey's voice came from the strong wind.
"Yes, big brother." Behind the Yuebai monk, two big men, one with a pig's head and one with a black face, two of them held weapons and blocked in front of the monk.
"Boss, it's time for us to do it."
On the demon's side, a white elephant-headed man smiled at the blue-faced man.
"Yes." The blue-faced man answered, and a fine iron knife in his hand had already been sacrificed, and he went straight to the pig's head.
The pig's head raised a nine-toothed nail rake, and suddenly fought with the blue-faced man, the two fought, and the pig's head was afraid that the battle would affect his master's body, so he fought farther and farther.
And the white elephant-headed man hooked his nose, took a spear, and went straight to the black-faced man, and the two immediately fought together.
In the same place, only the monk of the white monk and a white horse behind him remained in the same place.
"Little ones, give it to me."
And a group of little demons brought by the three demon kings pounced at this time, and they were about to tie up the white monk of the moon, arrest him, put him in the oil pot, and eat it for immortality.
However, at this time, the white horse suddenly neighed, and his body became a man in white, holding two swords, fighting with this group of little demons.
And in the distance, after a few battles, he couldn't clean up the monkey's head, so I saw this Peng Demon King sigh a few times, and then I saw him take out a white page, and said to the monkey head opposite: "Old Seven, my 'yang nerve' is a fragment of a holy weapon, although the power has been greatly reduced, but it is not something you can resist, you can stay in my 'yang nerve'." As he spoke, he suddenly saw an immeasurable amount of white light coming out of the 'yang nerve', and the white light wrapped around the monkey's head, and suddenly, the monkey's head couldn't help itself and fell into the white page.
On the white page, there was suddenly an angry sight of a monkey head holding a golden stick.
And the Peng Demon King took the 'Yang Nerve', had a wing, and returned to the body of the white monk of the moon.
And Lin Yu in the fog felt that his head had been groggy, and he only felt that the golden light in his brain flashed one after another, as if his head was about to burst.
However, the moment he saw this 'yang nerve' appear, his head suddenly cleared.
"'Yang nerve', what this Peng Wang is holding in his hand is the yang nerve."
Lin Yu came from the second layer, he naturally knew the origin of the 'Yin Nerve' and the 'Yang Nerve', these two scriptures combined into one is the 'Yin and Yang Book', which is a magic weapon at the level of a holy weapon, if he can have a holy weapon, then who is he afraid of in the entire Tianxuan Continent???
As soon as he thought of this, Lin Yu suddenly felt a lot of desire in his heart.
And as soon as this desire moved, the scene in front of him suddenly became fluttering, as if it had become a mist that might dissipate at any moment.
Lin Yu was shocked in his heart, and quickly drove away his desires.
Then, the scene in front of me slowly reappeared.
"King Jinpeng, if you kill me for the tenth life, can't you still solve the grudge of the year???
King Napeng and the monk of Yuebai Monk had obviously had a conversation for a while, but the first thing Lin Yu heard was this sentence.
"King of the Golden Wings??? This demon is the King of the Golden Peng??? Lin Yu was taken aback in his heart, it turned out that this person was the forging of the Immortal Mansion.
"King Jinpeng, Moon White Monk??" And seeing the monk in the white robe of this month, Lin Yu remembered something again.
"The white monk of this moon is not the one who is in front of the Buddha of Great Freedom???"
"Jin Chanzi, you were a master of the times, and you were beaten to pieces by me, and your master secretly attacked me, and I was beaten to pieces, and even the holy weapon was broken, you say, our hatred can easily end like this???"
"Moreover, when your master died, I'm afraid you had already calculated, and finally that Hongmeng purple qi will appear, and a saint will reappear in heaven and earth, your master hopes that you can join the ranks of saints, so he collected your residual thoughts and let you experience the suffering of this world, his purpose is to hope that the great suffering will attract great joy, so that the Hongmeng purple qi will recognize you, but you wait for the conspiracy and calculation, don't you know the Hongmeng purple qi??? Therefore, after so many years, Hongmeng Purple Qi still hasn't appeared, and you can't wait. ”
King Jin Peng said so many words in one breath, and then looked at Jin Cicada coldly.
Hongmeng purple qi belonged to his previous life, but it was snatched away by the Great Freedom Wang Buddha, and now, does the Great Freedom Wang Buddha want his apprentice to continue to snatch it with him???
"King Jinpeng, the past is over, why do you want to chase it??? If you can enter my Buddha's gate, you will definitely be able to achieve the supreme golden body, and it may not be impossible to become a saint in the future. Jin Chanzi said.
"Haha."
King Jinpeng raised his head and laughed.
"It's really a good calculation to steal my things, and now I'm here to be a good person."
"The strength of the Great Freedom King Buddha is high, I am not an opponent, but I still have this ability to clean you up."
King Jinpeng's face was pale, and a Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand had already been sacrificed.
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