Chapter 418: Under My Sword, Ants Are Lifeless

The Seven Evil Swords of Zhu Immortal and the Three Clear Swords of One Qi are unique fairy swords.

When Chu Wangxian built the foundation, he only exerted the strength of the immortal sword itself. And at this moment, after the golden pill, it can fully activate the sword soul potential of the fairy sword.

The long sword is not immortal without a soul, and when the sword soul comes out, the world is invincible.

Chu Wangxian slashed heavily with his sword, but it was earth-shattering, and the ghost cried wolf.

"Seven Demon Souls!"

As if the demons rushed out, the souls of the seven demons that were integrated when the Seven Demon Swords were refined, at this moment, showed the hideous appearance of seven demon beasts. The dragon roars and the tiger roars, or the phoenix or the wolf, rushing and fast, and bites in the circle.

"Ahh

Under the confrontation, like a raging wave hitting the shore, the methods of the three abbots were broken one by one. The lion was beheaded, the stone gate collapsed, and the thousand-armed Guanyin Dharma Body was cut off by nearly half of its arm.

The thousand-handed abbot vomited blood from his mouth, his chest was hit hard, his eyes were shocked, and blood was cut out in many places all over his body.

"This is the power of the real fairy sword and sword soul, and it can't be stopped. ”

The thousand-handed abbot was horrified, and looked at Chu Wangxian as if he had seen a fierce ghost.

"The Great Tribulation of Buddhism!"

Qianshou bowed his head, and the willow branches in his hands were even more luster, like dead wood.

Although the willow branch divine wood can be called an immortal weapon, it is a healing weapon in the end, how can it be an enemy of an attacking weapon.

"Don't panic!

He knew that this battle was a life of nine deaths, and the abbot of the Thousand Hands, who suddenly woke up, trembled all over, and gave orders to all the Buddhist disciples present in a wild roar.

"All the people shot together, Chu Wangxian went out halfway, and at this moment, he forcibly urged the aura in his body, and he would definitely fail to succeed in Jindan, and his body would be counterattacked. ”

At this moment, you are ready to send an arrow, either you die or I die. If the golden pill in Chu Wangxian's body is unstable, it is a ray of life.

The monks were shocked to come to their senses, or they held their knees or raised their swords, and did their best.

"Spread out and get on together!"

"Even if you die, you have to let Chu Wangxian Jindan fight back. ”

Hundreds of Buddhist holy monks are fierce and vicious at the moment, and they use their own means, and they don't care about the rules and face, like field soldiers besieging in a circle of 360 degrees.

"Kill!"

Even if Chu Wangxian can block the front, he can't block the back, he can block the left, but he can't block the right, and the left and right will definitely show flaws.

"Stubborn and foolish. Under my sword, there is no life for ants!"

Chu Wangxian's eyes were ruthless, and at this moment, the second sword had been slashed out, and the Dao Yun sword soul was powerful, destroying the enemy with a shocking impact.

"One gasification and three clearances!"

Hundreds of swords flew out, forming a dense sword formation around Chu Wangxian's body, and finally under the control of his will, they shot out like raindrops around.

"Ahh

It was as if a six-barreled machine gun was fired, and in the screams, some people were killed as hedgehogs, and the death was extremely miserable, and some people were hit in the torso and their bodies were blown away.

And the three abbots of Qianshou, Shi Ming, and Chongfeng, who were Chu Wangxian's main targets, were even more scarred. Under the blow, nearly half of the Buddhist monks were killed by the sword array.

"How is this possible!" The body of the thousand-handed abbot was pierced by two swords, his chest exploded, and his mouth spat blood, obviously unwilling to die like this.

He regretted it extremely at the moment, and came confidently, but he was going to die like this.

Thinking that he was a powerful person who could enter the Western Heavens, he didn't dare to look directly into Chu Wangxian's eyes.

"For ...... Why?"

"What do you want to know?" Chu Wangxian stepped out, domineering.

"You are obviously getting a pill, so you dare to go out, are you pretending to be a pill and luring us to take the bait. ”

The thousand-handed abbot's voice was weak, and his eyes stared directly at Chu Wangxian for verification, and he didn't blink an eye if he didn't ask clearly.

"I'm really in Yudan, but it's a pity that you are only smart, who told you that Yudan can't get out, what the scriptures say?"

"Isn't it?"

"In fact, the method of cultivating immortals you know is just a drop in the ocean. ”

Chu Wangxian spoke calmly, and the corners of his mouth showed sarcasm.

If it is an ordinary knot, it is natural to concentrate on it, gather the essence of the whole body and condense it into a golden pill, and cultivate diligently every day. But at the moment, he is transplanting Jin Dan, even if he pauses halfway, he is safe.

This group of old fellows from the Buddhist Sect has no last resort, but who knows that his method, transplanting Jindan, is simply a fairy world method that they have never heard of.

The immortals in the immortal realm have children, how can these immortals go through hardships and cultivate, transplanting the golden pill is the best way. The godlike method of the mortal world is just the ordinary method of the fairy world.

"I ...... Hate!" a mournful cry.

Chu Wangxian watched the thousand-handed abbot fall straight down, although this person is a hero, it is a pity that his life is not good.

He turned around and saw the monks with one hand on his back.

"You're going to fight me to the death!"

The abbot of Jiuhua Mountain Shiming trembled in his heart, and the abbot of Wutai Mountain Chongfeng beside him did not survive for long, and the abbot of the dignified Manjushri Dojo had died through his heart.

The small number of holy monks left on the side, how dare they fight again, and they are all dejected, like defeated soldiers.

The abbot of the four avenues of Buddhism, the great wisdom of Mount Emei, the heavy front of Wutai Mountain, and the thousand hands of Putuo Mountain, are famous, and everyone knows about them in Buddhism, and they were killed by Chu Wangxian.

This left the abbot of Jiuhua Mountain Shi Ming has long lost his will to fight.

"Chu Immortals, the Buddha Gate is defeated, don't dare to fight, please leave a line of incense. ”

His face was pale, as if he had aged twenty years in an instant, and his old age was revealed.

"When I was besieging me, I was fierce and vicious, and I asked for forgiveness at this moment, because I am also a disciple of Buddhism, compassion is not possible, or it is a tiger to suffer. Chu Wangxian's eyes looked like electricity.

This sharp look made the abbot feel very sad in his heart, and his face was like ashes.

He didn't want to die, he didn't want to kneel and beg for mercy, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Abbot Shi Ming's eyes widened again, and he looked at Chu Wangxian carefully, his person had formed a golden pill for half a day, and his body had not been counterattacked, which made him even more afraid to have other thoughts.

After thinking about it, the four great immortal gates, the four demon gates, and the four major ghost gates were all defeated, and now it seems that he was not unjustly defeated, and the four major Buddhist gates are finished, he was worried in his heart, and he glanced at Chu Wangxian, and his heart was even more painful.

But from today on, in the world of cultivating immortals in China, only Chu Wangxian will be the first to look forward. Thinking that Chu Wangxian would be more likely to ascend to the immortal realm in the near future, he would definitely not be able to please him as an enemy, and it was even more unnecessary.

After thinking about it, Abbot Shi Ming said in a low voice: "Chu Immortals, the four abbots of Buddhism are now the only ones left, and I am willing to serve the immortals, and the Buddhism will not dare to go against it." ”

Chu Wangxian chuckled, then nodded and said: "Among the four major Buddhist abbots, you are the smartest, clean up this place, and after half a day, I will take you to a place." ”

Abbot Shi Ming's face was dark, he didn't quite understand, and hurriedly asked.

"Where are you going?"

"Where are you from?" Chu Wangxian asked rhetorically.

"Jiuhua Mountain Jizo King Dojo. ”

Chu Wangxian stared with his eyes, "Seeing you, it just reminds me of one thing, let's go to Jiuhua Mountain." ”

Abbot Shi Ming stood stunned for a long time, watching Chu Wangxian turn his back, he clenched his fists slightly, and finally let go. Turning to look at the acquaintances all over the ground, his heart was mourning.

The four major Buddhist elites were lost in one battle.

A figure quickly rushed out, and after Chu Wangxian treated Su Sujin's injuries, he took away the Guanyin net bottle and poplar branches.

This poplar branch is the Medicine King Poplar Sacred Tree, which has the power to heal and restore the Divine Tree.

Although what he got was an insignificant fraction, for Chu Wangxian, who had the bloodline of the Ancestral Tree of Ten Thousand Trees, after devouring it, it added another ability.

After a while.

"Abbot Shi Ming, have you heard of the flesh treasure well of the Ten Kings Peak of Jiuhua Mountain. ”

Chu Wangxian glanced at Abbot Shi Ming, and saw that his face was full of shock, and he looked at himself with almost trembling all over his body, so he smiled faintly.