Chapter 122: The Short-Lived Heavenly Dao Darling (46)
The most important thing is that Jun Anzhi found that his peach wood sword was not lethal to Concubine Tao.
She wanted to use brute force to kill this demon, but considering that it was all a palace, there were countless minions.
In the end, it was decided that the monk would come up to help him and trap Concubine Tao.
"Boom!"
As soon as Jun An's words fell, a golden golden bowl appeared in the sky above the Taoyuan Palace.
In an instant, the entire sky above the Taoyuan Hall was illuminated.
"Huh...... To this extent, you want to trap me? With a wave of her long sleeves, Concubine Tao threw up a black whirlwind and headed straight for the monk's magic weapon.
"It might be a little difficult for him to deal with you alone, but with me it doesn't have to be."
Jun An stepped forward, and the person stood in mid-air, and his palm, which emitted a white light, pressed down to stop the demonic wind caused by the peach demon.
And Concubine Tao saw that Jun Anzhi had dissolved her moves so easily, her face changed, and she turned around and walked out.
"Want to go?" As soon as Jun Anzhi stopped the peach demon's move, he found that she turned around and swept towards the Taoyuan Palace.
"Sleepy!" Jun Anzhi thrust the peachwood sword into the pre-arranged array.
In an instant, a golden rune rose around the golden body in the sky, trapping the entire palace inside.
The reason why I have been talking nonsense with this demon for so long just now is all to delay time, so that the monk has time to set up the formation!
"Brush!"
Jun An's body was shaped like electricity, and he directly shifted his shape and transposition, blocking the way of the peach demon.
"Fuck off."
Concubine Tao slapped out with one palm, and the black qi was rolling, if she was a normal mortal, even if she could block her moves, she wouldn't be able to stop the tumbling demonic energy.
And Jun An is different, she directly hardened steel, and raised her hand to the palm of Concubine Tao.
"Bump!"
The two palms, one black and one white, touched each other and quickly separated.
Jun Anzhi deftly flipped his head in mid-air to stabilize his body, and Concubine Tao was directly shot out.
"Impossible, how can anyone in this world stand in the way of my thousand-year-old path." Concubine Tao spit out a mouthful of blood, looking incredulous.
"You're thinking too much." Jun Anzhi stood in the air, looking at the low woman indifferently.
"Amitabha." Hui An, who had been presiding over the formation in the dark, slowly walked out.
"Don't say that the Buddha's light suppresses your demonic energy, just say that your Taoism, is there still a thousand years?" Jun Anzhi scoffed.
Two hundred years ago, in order to give birth to a child, Concubine Tao used the secret method of Taoism to make her body temporarily become a human.
At that time, she was going to cut off the demon root and exchange the blood of her whole body with secret medicine, which greatly damaged her Taoism.
Then, she was robbed by the heavens and completely cut off her foundation by the thunder.
Although she performed a life-swapping technique at that time, she made the negative prince a substitute for the dead ghost, replacing the blood and bones in his body.
But her Taoism is completely wasted.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have fallen into the devil's path.
Because, as long as you enter the demon, you can quickly gain power.
"You ......," Concubine Tao spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Think about the old Taoist priest who led you into the Tao at the beginning, think about the human beings you saved back then, and then look at the evil ...... you have created now."
Jun Anzhi slowly landed in mid-air, looking at the beautiful woman in front of him who was still a peerless woman a quarter of an hour ago.
"Take another mirror and look at your current appearance, and take a look, do you still recognize me?"
Hui An glanced at Jun An, and didn't know where to find a mirror and put it in front of Concubine Tao.
Jun Anzhi looked at Hui An, if the occasion was wrong, she really wanted to say: You are so sassy!
A mirror that a monk carries, what is this trying to do?
Is the bald head shining on yourself bright?
"Ahh
A miserable scream pulled back Jun Anzhi's divergent thoughts.
I saw Concubine Tao take a look. The self in the mirror actually screamed.
The corners of Jun Anzhi's mouth twitched, this is the rhythm that wants to scare himself to death?
"No, it's not me, it's not me......" Concubine Tao looked at her face now, crazy. 29GG
Jun Anzhi stood in place and looked at the monk again.
Once again, I felt that I really couldn't look at people based on my first impression.
This bald donkey is not only hypocritical, but also very sassy!
Monk Hui'an smiled slightly at Jun Anzhi's eyes, bathed in holy light, and was extremely holy.
Jun Anzhi: Silently looked away.
"Nam no Amitabha ......"
The monk was dignified, bathed in the holy light and recited the mantra.
"Ahh
The golden flames continued to wash away the demonic energy on Concubine Tao's body.
Jun Anzhi raised his eyebrows, this monk, at this time, still wanted to transcend this demon, in fact, Jun Anzhi wanted to give her a sword to free her.
The demon who has already sold his soul to the demon king does not deserve sympathy at all, nor does it deserve transcendence.
Because of this kind of evil, their souls will not return to Hades after death.
will directly enter the demon realm and become a low-level demon servant.
And where the demon realm is, where the entrance is, Jun Anzhi's current cultivation has no right to know at all.
I only know that there is such a world.
Merely......
Jun Anzhi slowly walked up to the dead and alive peach demon who had been tortured, "Who tempted you to become a demon?" ”
"No one tempts!" Concubine Tao has long lost her previous grace and luxury.
At this time, she lost her demeanor, her hair was scattered, and she even spent her makeup.
In addition, there is a black lotus mark of the demon world on her forehead, which makes her whole person look very demonic.
Jun Anzhi looked at her stubborn appearance and silently stepped aside.
Boredom watched the monk chanting.
His gaze vaguely looked towards the high pavilion diagonally opposite the Taoyuan Palace.
There were two people there, Jing Zhao and Zuo Qing.
Jun Anzhi lowered his eyelids and smiled slightly, Jing Zhao contributed a lot to the smooth victory of Concubine Tao today.
can make the palace of a favorite concubine quiet, and it can also drag the old emperor, this means is really good.
At least he can play with the old emperor's harem in applause.
Jing Zhao, you should hate a cultivator like yourself very much, right?
Whether it is his childhood experience, or being subject to the national teacher everywhere in adulthood, and witnessing his father indulge in the ethereal cultivation of immortals......
This made him completely disgusted, even hated......
However, now he has to rely on himself and the monk's ability to contain the national teacher and deal with Concubine Tao.
Otherwise, Jun Anzhi is not worried, what she is worried about is that Jing Zhao will be on the throne and will cleanse the people who cultivate the world......
Because, Jing Zhao knew that the strange Taoist priest he had seen when he was young had accepted many apprentices in this world.
When the time comes, if this guy is going to kill the wrong guy, he would rather kill the wrong guy than let it go.
In this world, there are Taoist priests, and there are Taoist gates......
Even Lian'er may not be able to escape.
This is also the reason why she has always been polite to Jing Zhao.
She can be proud of Jing Zhao with her ability, but one day after she leaves, Jing Zhao still has the final say in this world.
How he wants to deal with those Daomen people who haven't grown up is not a matter of his words.
"Lord Wang." Zuo Qing looked at the battle below, which had come to an end, and couldn't help but let out a low voice.
"See what?" Jing Zhao didn't look back, staring at the Taoist priest on the field with good eyes.
"This master and the Taoist master are on par in strength, right? They all have their own strengths......"
Zuo Qing hesitated for a long time, then lowered his head and glanced at the monk who was dealing with the demon concubine.
He glanced at the Dao Master who was lazily leaning aside to watch the battle, also bathed in holy light......
In fact, in Zuo Qing's heart, the Taoist may be much higher than the monk.
But for some reason, he didn't tell the truth.