Chapter 7 The fairy sword soaks in wine, and the mana lasts for a long time

Li Muran sneered: "I'm a rat, you are a cheeky pig, if you have the ability, it's best not to spare me, I'm afraid that my mouth is invincible."

"Take your life, see how oily you are" The man was angry and murderous.

Taking advantage of the moment when the two were fighting, Lao Dao saw that there was a ball of black gas condensed in the wind, as small as a projectile flying up and down, hidden in the dazzling electric sparks, which was extremely difficult to find, and shouted "Sword come" in joy

The gourd on his waist spit out a white light, the snow-bright sword qi shot at the bullfight, and the clear and crisp sound of Qingfeng unsheathed echoed in the four fields.

"Good sword qi, good divine soldier, with a master like Your Excellency, it is not in vain that I have laid down the Dharma field here for dozens of days, and it is not bad to have a good fight with you" The man finished rampantly, laughing insolently.

The old man pointed to the black smoke, and the divine sword stabbed through the air in the direction, and the three-foot Qingfeng went straight into the center of the black smoke, but unfortunately the blade of the sword was more than a foot into the middle, and a cloud of black gas was actually as hard as gold and iron, relying on the mana of softness to overcome rigidity, the long sword was locked, and the slightly trembling sword body buzzed.

Lao Dao slapped the gourd on the right again and shouted: "The sword is coming again"

The second divine sword came out in response, and before the words fell, the sword had arrived.

"Bodhi Divine Sword, you are Li Ruobai" The man's words showed a surprise that could not be concealed.

At this time, the balance of equal strength was broken by two swords, one sword poured soup and snow, and the other sword swept the remnants, the dense and tight black smoke exploded into a cloud of mist, and the hurricane that lost the source of mana was like a balloon that was punctured, and instantly turned into wisps of weak wind and dispersed.

The divine sword that flew out of the gourd one after another was the mystery that Li Muran was haunting day and night, and the Sanqing genius who had just picked up a life from the hurricane at this moment couldn't say a word in a daze.

Fish can be raised in the pond, birds can be raised in the cage, spiritual energy can be raised in the dantian, spells can be raised in the talisman, and swords can be raised in the wine gourd? What kind of unheard of wild road is this?

The Sanqing Palace's thousands of classics that have been passed down through the ages, including the world's strange things, and filled with the twelve-story library, are all familiar with their own books.

If you believe in the book, you will become a pig, Li Muran thought to himself.

This old way, shouldn't it be an eternal god, the young man sighed.

In a short period of calm, the demon man quietly sacrificed the second killing move, and the black qi born in the palm of his hand rose, expanded and spread, and a demon flag faintly came out, just before he controlled the hurricane, and the black qi dispersed by the divine sword regathered around the black flag.

In the faint and bright moonlight, the black banner did not spread or shake, and the black green banner cloth hung quietly low, like a giant bird hanging in the air with its wings half-opened, not flying or flying, staring at its prey.

The old man, who didn't say a word, was shocked when the strong ghost qi was released from the man's palm, and at this moment he recalled the two swords back to the gourd to accumulate mana, just waiting to see how the man controlled the black flag, ready to brake quietly.

Li Muran snorted towards the black banner and said, "This... What kind of monster and evil art, stinky old way... Don't hold on, I'll help you."

"Hehe, it's the most fun to fight alone, you kid hurry up and hide behind me, this magic flag is coming at you, your mouth is the most troublesome" Seng Feidao said with a smile.

"A hundred ghosts listen to orders, the netherworld bestows the law, the supreme yin spirit, and there is no forgiveness for killing" The man snorted coldly.

The black banner is like a wine flag blown by the wind, gently swinging a few times and then returning to dead silence, there is a howl of wild ghosts in the middle of the mountains and fields, and the yin wind is like a tide across the mountains and dense forests around the town, and the ghosts gather from all directions.

At first, you could hear the chaotic sounds of birds and beasts screaming in panic, but only in a moment, the yin wind and ghost qi strangled all the living creatures that survived by the qi of heaven and earth, the trees withered, and the insects, rats, birds and beasts all died.

A few trees on the street that are verdant and dead suddenly have yellow leaves in the middle of summer.

"Stinky boy, still stunned, people are determined to go to your little life, the safest place, only behind grandpa" Seng Feidao said.

Finally, Li Muran, who was a little panicked, pretended not to care, took a few steps behind Lao Dao, and asked, "What are the odds?" ”

Monk Fei said with a smile: "If you win, you will be a man, and if you lose, you are afraid of peeing your pants?" ”

Li Muran slapped Lao Dao's buttocks fiercely and said, "I'm afraid that if you die, no one will accompany me."

The ghost aura became thicker and thicker, and the yin wind came and went, and the black banner shook violently, and the man broke off and shouted: "Suffer death"

A thick black gas shot out from the magic flag, and suddenly flew out of a bloody grimace with blue faces and fangs, and two red giant eyes stared directly at the two of them, roaring muffledly, and the grimace turned into reality, hitting Seng Fei Dao with a fishy smell.

Monk Fei Dao made a sketch in the air with his left hand, forming a bright Dharma seal on his chest, and swept the Buddha dust silver filament with his right hand, pushing the Dharma seal towards the grimace.

The person hiding in the dark place has already condensed the most yin and evil ghost qi on the black flag, and after absorbing all the yin and evil ghost qi contained in the realm here, the evil ghosts stored in the black flag are awakened one by one, like a beast that smells blood in hunger, and its demonic power has increased greatly, and it has become a bloodthirsty demon.

The grimace did not dodge or dodge, and swallowed the Dharma seal in one bite, and the clumsy way of playing this heavenly dog eating the moon was like a mountain hitting a mountain, wave after wave, and the evenly matched was frozen in mid-air.

"Cultivating such a mad evil art, aren't you afraid of heaven's punishment? Even if you have the ability to destroy the world, it is an evil way to bring disaster upon yourself," the monk said angrily.

The man sneered: "You are a cultivator, where do you know the joy of cultivating demons, the strong in heaven and earth are the Tao, and the weak are demons."

Monk Feidao didn't answer again, and the Buddha dust, which was as soft as green silk, swept out a white light, shooting directly at the two red eyes on the ghost's face, which were as big as copper coins.

Li Muran hid behind him and was secretly surprised, the good show in front of him was one foot high and one foot high, it was best not to end too quickly, and even hoped that the demon man could be more powerful, so that Lao Dao could come up with more true magical powers that he had not seen in five years, and solve all kinds of conjectures about Lao Dao in his heart.

The grimace showed no signs of showing weakness, his eyes flashed red, and after swallowing half of the Dharma seal stuck in his mouth in an instant, he collected the Dao law and spiritual power attached to the old Dao and the Dharma seal for his own use, and the ghost qi increased several times, dividing two identical grimaces, forming the power of the three ghosts to rush directly to the old Dao.

"Hehe, turn yang into yin, not bad, grandpa almost underestimated you" Seng Feidao removed a silver filament of Buddha dust, and blew it into the air with a sigh, and a thin silver filament turned into an infinite filament, and with the traction of the mana of the old Taoist gods, it flew towards the grimace like a fairy rope.

The evil art that can devour the pure yang mana of the Dao sect for his own use has been somewhat unexpected by the old Dao, and after arousing more fighting spirit and curiosity, Seng Fei Dao is not in a hurry to distinguish the superiority and the inferior, forcing the other party to perform more evil arts, the more likely he is to guess the identity of the other party.

It is still the toughness of seeing the Buddha eating the Buddha and swallowing the gods when encountering the gods, the leading grimace swallows the silver thread like a big snake eating a small snake, with a stronger ghostly and evil aura, wrapped in a cloud of black smoke and grinning with his teeth, rushing towards the two.

Li Muran's whole body was sore, and at this moment he could only lean on the old way, dizzy and confused, unable to distinguish the surrounding situation, only to feel that countless insects, ants and poisonous snakes drilled into his body along his ears and nose, crawling and biting, itching and itching, and there were more life essence and pure yang true qi that had been cultivated for many years, and the dantian was empty, and the flesh was soft and collapsed.

Grimace rushed hundreds of meters, only a few feet away from the two, a hundred-meter fire dragon broke through the air, breaking through the void demon body hidden behind the grimace, the dragon body was like a thunderbolt lightning entangled the three grimaces, the fire dragon giant opened its head to the sky, spewing out several flames, reflecting the entire night sky, and the pieces of scale armor suddenly rose into pure yang fire.

Under the dark moon, a magnificent scene spread across the night sky, the mighty and domineering fire dragon's eyes glowed white, its four claws were like knives, and the roots of the old tree were like three hideous grimaces wrapped around layer by layer.

Seeing this situation, the demon man released more evil spells, and the violently shaking demon flags released even more evil ghost qi, and the grimace magic qi was great, shooting out six red and black lights, burning the body of the fire dragon.

"Thieves dare to run rampant! If you are like a vajra seal, break your Dharma body", Lao Dao flew out of a talisman, white light drilled into the dragon's tail, and the fire dragon's body burst into flames, and suddenly the dragon swung its tail, and ejected a Xuantian Gang Qi flew away.

The gang qi gathers into a blade, and the knife cuts the tofu to split the grimace.

I only heard the man not far away snort and said, "You are Li Ruobai, the only Li Ruobai who has broken through the Shenxiao Realm in the Sanqing Dynasty for hundreds of years."

"Since Your Excellency knows, if you don't get lost, you will take your life and eliminate harm for the world," said Seng Feidao.

After a few sneers, the man said: "Defeated in your hands, I will admit it today, there is a certain number of prosperity in the Demon Dao between heaven and earth, once the calamity comes, ten Li Ruobai will be in vain, you are also a person who is well versed in the Dao of Heaven and Earth, just wait for the moment when the Dao eliminates the demon and the Nine Shadows are kings."

Monk Fei said angrily: "You are poisoning people's lives here, how can I let you say that you can leave?" ”

The man sneered: "Although the Tao is high, the demon is also high, it is not easy for you to completely defeat me, I have seventy-seven forty-nine law phases, scattered among the mountains and rivers here, don't think that you can break my ghostly spirit, the hundred ghost flags, you can force me to appear, I won't accompany you today, haha"

The words have dissipated, the wind has calmed, and the waves have calmed.

Li Muran, who stepped into the ghost gate with half a foot, collapsed on the ground like mud, groggy like a half-dead person.

The monk Fei Dao did not find out the grasp of the demon, so he had to sit cross-legged and recuperate, and wait until his consciousness was clear, the sea was calm, and the Taoism and spiritual power were returned to the Baimai Dantian, and then he opened his eyes and looked at Li Muran in a coma in a daze, and he had not been worried about his brows for many years.