Night.

There was a thunderclap, the wind swept the clouds, and the black clouds rolled in the sky.

The wind and rain are coming, and there is a killing intent.

Pu Zhi stood at the gate of the temple, with a serious face, looking into the distance with a solemn expression, looking into the endless darkness.

In the village to the west, I don't know when a black gas has risen, as thick as black ink, surging endlessly.

The old monk stood in the grass temple, staring at this black gas.

Suddenly, the black gas rolled up, swirled up, and went straight to the outside of the village, heading towards the direction of the grass temple. It's blazing fast, and it's just a blink of an eye. The old monk's eyes were sharp, and he saw at a glance that there was a child in it, it was Lin Jingyu who he had seen during the day.

"It's so daring, under Qingyun Mountain, you dare to do it!"

Pu Zhi shouted angrily, bursts of golden Buddha light suddenly bloomed on his body, and one of his palms suddenly stretched into the black gas, only to hear a dull sound, as if it was a collision of spiritual power, Pu Zhi snorted, and even took a few steps back, even the robe was broken, but it was to snatch the Lin Jingyu and clamp it under the ribs.

I don't know if the child was cursed or knocked unconscious, and he was completely unconscious.

But looking at his face as usual and his breathing was even, he fell into a deep sleep, and there was no big problem.

Pu Zhi's heart relaxed, glared at the black qi, and shouted: "Your Excellency is so cultivated, but you attack a child, it is too much of a loss of identity!" ”

In the black air, a hoarse voice said: "Stinky monk, dare to take care of the idle affairs of this seat, you can't be left today!" ”

A blood light suddenly rose from the black air, and in an instant, around this small grass temple, the yin wind was fierce, and the ghost aura was strong.

"Poison Blood Banner!"

Pu Zhi was taken aback and said, "What a demon, you dare to refine such a poison that hurts heaven and peace, I won't be able to spare you today!" ”

This poisonous blood banner is made of human essence blood and resentment, the greater the power, the more people will die tragically, and the more powerful the imprisoned souls, it can be described as a very vicious magic weapon, even the people in the Demon Sect, and very few people refine such evil things.

As one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, Monk Puzhi was naturally furious when he saw such evil things.

I only heard a whistling, the red mangs were flourishing, from the middle of the air, the fishy smell was great, and the red flags on one side and two feet were slowly sacrificed. At this time, the sound of the ghost crying became more and more poignant, as if there were countless resentful spirits crying at night, and there was a faint sound of bones rattling, which was terrifying.

"Death!"

In the black gas, there was a loud shout, and above the blood-colored red flag, a hideous grimace suddenly appeared, with triangular eyes, sharp teeth and fangs, "click, click, click" The four eyes on the ghost face suddenly all opened, and with a "roar", it turned into an entity, rushed out from the flag, and hit the old monk with an incomparably bloody aura.

In the face of such a ghostly thing, Pu Zhi was not afraid, and he never let go of the forest feather, but with the left hand holding the jade rosary, the void turned into a circle, and the lion mark of the Buddha Gate was knotted with one hand, and the five fingers were bent and extended, and the fingertips faintly emitted golden light.

In front of him, there was suddenly a golden swastika Buddha seal, and a burst of Sanskrit singing could be faintly heard, and the ghost thing hit it head-on, but it was helpless at all, but it was just stalemate in the air, and even, because of the natural restraint of the Buddhism Sect for the evil demons and ghosts, the ghost creature grinned and looked extremely painful.

"Demons dare to ...... Yes! ”

He didn't finish his words, but he felt a piercing pain coming from his right arm, and he couldn't help screaming, and a tingling sensation immediately spread all over his body, and his eyes were dark.

At this time, the ghost thing changed again, the four eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and between a ghost howl, four red rays shot out, and in an instant, they pierced through the crumbling Buddha seal and slammed into Puzhi's body.

The old monk was beaten backwards and flew up, Lin Jingyu under the ribs also fell to the ground, and his thin body smashed on the wall of the grass temple, "boom", the dust flew, and the entire wall collapsed.

"Hahahaha......"

In the black air, there was a sound of smug laughter, and the old monk stood up tremblingly, only to feel that his whole body was itchy and unbearable, and the poison went towards his heart.

On the unconscious Lin Jingyu's body, a colorful centipede slowly crawled out, as big as a palm, and the most bizarre thing is that it has seven forks on its tail, as if it has seven tails.

"The world is poisonous, seven-tailed centipede!"

The old monk's face was hard to see, and he had only fought for a short time, he had already noticed that the person in the black qi was extremely profound, and it was by no means easy to play, and now that he had poison in his body, how could he deal with it?!

"Everyone in the world has said how the four great monks of Tianyin Temple are good, and the old man seems to be nothing more than that."

The person in the black qi said disdainfully: "Knowledgeable, hand over the blood-devouring beads, and I will give you the antidote to the seven-tailed centipede, sparing you from dying!" ”

"It turns out that you're here for the Blood Devouring Bead!"

Pu Zhi's expression was shocked, and he smiled bitterly: "Yes, you have refined poisons such as poisonous blood flags, how can you let go of the blood devouring beads, okay, you want it, the old monk will give it to you." ”

He stretched out his hand and threw it, and the jade rosary in his palm suddenly turned into more than a dozen streamers and rushed to the four heavens, and in that streamer, a light purple bead was extremely conspicuous, it was the blood-devouring bead that was sealed by Puzhi with Dafa Prajna!

The black qi rose into the air and chased in the direction where the blood-devouring bead had fled, and just as he was about to catch up with the blood-devouring bead, Pu Zhi had a smug smile on his face.

The countless streamers in the sky actually went and returned, and with the mind of Puzhi, one after another, with the sound of whistling wind, they slammed into the black gas!

I only heard an angry roar in the black gas, obviously the person was caught off guard, "bang, bang, bang" a few chaotic sounds, the green light flashed, the black gas scattered, and finally scattered everywhere, turning into invisible.

A tall and thin man slowly fell from mid-air, his whole body was tightly wrapped in a black robe, he couldn't see his face and age clearly, only a pair of eyes, the fierce light was shining, and behind his back, there was a long sword tied to him.

"Amitabha!"

Pu Zhi recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said, "Your Excellency is doing this way, why don't you dare to see people?" ”

The black-robed man looked at the blood-devouring beads that were close at hand, and then looked at the Puzhi monk, the killing intent in his eyes flashed, and he said angrily: "Good monk, you are going to seek death yourself, and you are not to blame...... Well?! ”

He held his backhand on the hilt of the sword, and was about to draw the sword, when he suddenly heard a whistling sound of sword qi, and couldn't help but subconsciously look up.

In the distance, a red rainbow light pierced through the clouds and fog, rushing towards this place with an extremely fast momentum.

Who is this person?!

The black-robed man was shocked, but then he thought that in the Qingyun Gate, the first seat of the seven veins was all in the mountain, and all the elders were also cultivating behind closed doors, and he couldn't help but relax.

As long as it's not these people, what does it matter who comes?

"It seems that you are not the only one on the road today." The black-robed man said calmly.

Looking at the other party's fearless appearance, Pu Zhi's heart became more and more uneasy.

Although the sword light is a helping hand, but the Tao of the person in front of him is really good, he has not been injured and may not be able to defeat the other party, at this moment, he is absolutely poisonous, and he is a Buddhist Dafa, and he can't play three percent out of ten, even if he adds a helping hand, how can he deal with this person?

I just hope that someone will come, and he is a powerful master in Qingyunmen.

He secretly prayed, the sword light was already close at hand, only to hear a clear voice coming:

"Finally got me in time!"

The sword light converged, but a young man appeared in front of the Grass Temple.

This person looks only about twenty years old, wearing a green shirt, carrying a long sword, handsome facial features, and heroic, who is Mo Li?

It's Tian Fatzi's disciple!

The black-robed man frowned.

"It's you!"

Pu Zhi felt a sense of loss in his heart.

A year ago, he had seen Mo Li in the Yuqing Palace, at that time it was not easy to fight with Tian, and this young man at that time did not even have a fairy sword, thinking that he had just reached the level of exorcism and practiced the sword.

Now that he has appeared here, I am afraid that he has traveled around the world in the past year and refined magic weapons.

It's just that this young disciple, how can he be the opponent of this black-robed man?

"The little donor leaves quickly, the matter here is definitely not something you can get involved in!" Pu Zhi said urgently.

If he adds two together, he will die, so it is better to run away with one!

"It's late."

The black-robed man smiled coldly and said, "Boy, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you, but you only pity your master, and finally accepted a good apprentice, but at this moment, it is about to return to the west." ”

"Your Excellency is too early!"

Mo Li smiled faintly, of course he knew the identity of this black-robed man.

It's just that he is not something that the other party can kill at will.

"When death is coming, you are still so arrogant."

The black-robed man snorted coldly, and suddenly pulled out the long sword from his back, only to see that this sword was as clear as autumn water, bright and not dazzling, with a faint and clear light, attached to it, but it was a rare immortal treasure.

"Good sword!" Pu Zhi couldn't help but scream.

The man in black did not answer, holding the sword trick in his hand, stepping on the seven stars, walking seven steps in a row, the long sword pierced the sky, and there were words in his mouth:

"Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder.

Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with a sword! ”

In a moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly surged, the thunder rumbled, and the edge of the black clouds continued to flash with electric light, and the heavens and the earth were slaughtered, and the wind was fierce.

"Excalibur Thunder Technique!"

Pu Zhi exclaimed, his face was full of despair, how could he have thought that the other party was actually a master of Qingyunmen?

A thunderclap sounded, and between the surging of violent spiritual power, a dazzling lightning bolt appeared in the sky, and it actually hit the earth of the world and landed on the long sword of the man in black.

In an instant, the clothes of the man in black bulged high, and his eyes were wide as if they were about to burst. At this time, inside this grass temple, under the strong light of electricity, it was like day.

This is the power of heaven and earth, the power and power of the Taoist true law, the imperial envoy thunder and lightning, cleansing the demons, among the many immortal gates in the world, only Qingyunmen has mastered such a divine law!

It's a pity that this kind of Dafa is being used to deal with the senior monks of Tianyin Temple at this moment.

"The little donor is hiding behind me."

Pu Zhi greeted, his hands were knotted with water bottle prints on the left and right, his eyes were wide open, there was a golden light hidden in his body, and he read word by word in his mouth: "Dying, well, what, horn, mi, moo!" ”

Buddhism's six-character mantra!

As the last word fell, all the jasper prayer beads that had just been scattered in an instant shone together, and they gathered three feet in front of Pu Zhi's body, conjuring into a huge "Buddha" character, the golden light was dazzling, and it could not be forced to look at.

The profound spells of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism collided together in this small grass temple.

I only heard the man in black shouting, and the sword trick in his left hand was introduced, and he shook his wrist with all his strength, and the thunder sounded, and the lightning on the sword shot towards Pu Zhi.

Along the way, the grass, trees, bricks and stones are all shaking and flying, only the middle road, leaving a deep scar!

Bang!

The electric light collided with the Buddha word, and there was an earth-shattering sound!

Between the terrifying spiritual power collision, Pu Zhi snorted, and his body flew out upside down, but the thunder light broke through the Buddha's light, and the remaining momentum did not stop, and he killed Pu Zhi directly.

Is today the time for the poor monks to sit down?

Pu Zhi's heart was down, but suddenly there was a sound of a sword in his ears!

The sound of the sword roar, like a dragon's roar, resounded through the grass temple, shaking the heavens and the earth!

"Eat me with a sword!"

Mo Li let out a long roar, jumped up, flew into the air, between heaven and earth, and then the wind and clouds surged!

Countless crimson sword rays suddenly released from the Shaohua Sword, and the atmosphere was myriad.

The power of Mo Li's body skyrocketed, and he threw the divine weapon in his hand, and the countless sword rays suddenly gathered together and attached to Shaohua, and the majestic sword intent emanating from it was so overwhelming that people were ready to break their hearts.

"Slay the ghosts!"

The black-robed man's eyes were fixed, and his face was full of incredulity.

This kid has only been in Qingyun for two years, where did he come from to show such a true trick?!

A tall and majestic terrifying phantom appeared behind Mo Li.

It was a huge humanoid phantom, with a blurred face, like a god and demon overlooking the heavens and the earth.

With the change of Mo Li's magic technique, the phantom held a terrifying giant sword that gathered countless swords in the air in his hand, and this side of the world was shrouded in sword intent in an instant.

Shout!

As Mo Lijian commanded, the terrifying phantom also moved.

The Nine Heavens Divine Soldier slashed down in the air, and the crimson sword light converged into a giant sword ray, sweeping down with the power of opening the world!

Rumble!

The sword slammed into the thunder, terrifying spiritual power, shaking the heavens and the earth, turning into a fierce wind, scattering towards the surroundings, and in an instant, the entire grass temple could not bear this might, and suddenly cracked!

The two were in a stalemate in the air, but this stalemate only lasted for a moment!

A sword is too domineering, too violent, it has a rebellious momentum that is not afraid of heaven and earth, killing ghosts and gods, looking at mountains and rivers, and moving forward!

The power of the thunder was easily completely annihilated by this sword, and in the disbelief on the face of the black-robed man, he slashed towards him!

"No!"

The black-robed man shouted, and the fairy sword in front of him bloomed with dazzling brilliance, condensing into a thick wall of ice, stopping in front of him.

Bang!

Everywhere the sword flashed, there was another earth-shattering bang, and the ice wall was cut into countless pieces in an instant, and the person howled miserably, and flew out upside down, spitting blood wildly.

And a bottomless ravine about several zhang long appeared on the earth, like a moat, which is just the power of a sword to slay ghosts!

Monk Puzhi almost couldn't believe his eyes, the black-robed man was defeated?

A great cultivator who was so profound in his Taoism that even he might not be an opponent was defeated at the hands of this young disciple of Qingyun Sect?!

He's just learned Edgeworth last year!

Qingyunmen's standard for going down the mountain is already so high?!

If you don't see it with your own eyes, Pu Zhi will only think who is laughing.

But the blood on the ground, the seriously injured figure, is telling the world that this is a fact.

The young man in front of him, this kind of cultivation speed is really terrifying!

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