"Looks like you're no longer scrupulous about the rules."

On the upper floor of the Qintian Prison, the prisoner was staring at the "gods" invited by the Ma family, and he couldn't hold his hands anymore.

It's just that the Buddha in front of him is dutiful to his duties and does not intend to let the prison intervene in their fight.

The Buddha drank a cup of tea and replied lightly:

"Entrusted by men, loyal to others. It's not up to me to do what they do."

"Oh, high-sounding."

After thinking about it again and again, the Kunlun mirror in the prison sleeve did not make a move after all.

He just flicked his sleeves and drove the Donglai Buddha out of the Star Picking Tower, and let him find his own place and become his zazen monk.

In this kind of trivial matter, the Buddha from the East will not fight with the prison after all.

So he followed his wishes and came to a tea stall on the outskirts of Beijing and asked for half a pot of tea.

At this time, when Qin Tian was in prison, Qing Yun saw that the bald monk was gone, and she also jumped upstairs and stayed by the side of the prison.

"Master, are they in danger?"

Qingyun sensibly slapped the prison on the back, and asked about the specific battle situation there by the way.

"I don't really know everything about him. However, if he wants to break the game, he will have to see if there are any variables in him."

People in the world always feel that the prison is an all-powerful old immortal who can do whatever he wants.

However, in this world, the higher the cultivation, the more restrictions there are in certain aspects. In particular, the warlock lineage, which echoes the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, is subject to more constraints.

"But there is a price to be paid for breaking the rules."

The Ma family violated the rules of inviting such gods, which had already violated the rules of the operation of heaven and earth.

When the gods are dispersed by the power of heaven and earth, Ma Shanhu's realm cultivation will be cut by at least one-third. The superintendent will also take the opportunity to increase this ratio to half.

"I remember that Master said that this Xuan Ming is an ancient demon god. Will they be able to handle it?"

Hearing Qingyun's worry, Jian Zheng also sighed.

"He only has a wisp of his mind left in the lower realm, although he will be stronger than that Ma Shanhu, but he can only exert the cultivation in the second grade. It's more about his demon god methods and personality."

He didn't say much, just looked at the battle under the huge Dharma statue outside the outskirts of Beijing with his disciples.

Xuan Ming, who temporarily occupied Ma Shanhu's body, was also subconsciously stunned when he heard someone speak.

He was very interested in this person who dared to come out and intervene. Z.br>

However, Xuan Ming did not stop shooting.

His palm was still pressing, and no matter what, he would kill the woman first.

"Exhibition!"

Just as he was about to crush Momei, a strange picture suddenly appeared.

The scroll stretches. The magnificent scene of mountains and rivers emerged, and then a volume included Momei in the painting, and escaped back to the hands of the young man who appeared on the hill.

"Mountains and rivers are in the picture? Interesting. You are not a demon clan, how can you drive the demon clan to the treasure?"

At this moment, the interest of this great god is very high.

The young man in front of him is very unusual.

It's just that the man didn't pay attention to Xuan Ming, but released Mo Mei from the mountain and river society map again.

He pointed at his eyebrows with the Daomen Purifying Heart Mantra Seal, and first suppressed the restless medicinal effect.

"The body of a martial artist, the means of the Dao Gate, and the cultivation of the demon clan are really strange."

Xuan Ming could clearly perceive that the young man in front of him was just a martial artist who was about to break through the seventh rank, and it seemed that a big demon had lent him the cultivation of the third rank.

This makes it even more interesting.

Seven grades inherit three grades of cultivation, even if it is temporary, it is clear that it should explode and die.

"It's a pity that I don't have much time, otherwise I would have captured you alive to study."

The thunder outside the sky roared, and after all, it was impossible to let Xuan Ming get his wish.

He can't stay in the lower realm for long, and after a long time, not only will this strand of mind be in danger, but both the body and Ma Shanhu will suffer a catastrophe.

After Xuan Ming shook his head, he didn't plan to delay time.

The huge lilac magic phase put its palms together, condensing a terrifying spear, the tip of the spear was cold, and then it stabbed down, intending to kill the two of them.

At this time, the young man also sensed a sense of crisis that was close to death.

After all, the golden rope is a treasure, and it is obviously impossible for him to liberate Mo Mei for a while.

Of course, even if it is really unraveled, Momei at this time does not have much strength to exert and cannot help.

"What are you doing here? Send you to death!"

Mo Mei was not happy that the person in front of her appeared.

Before, he could use his cultivation to show prestige, but now he came out to find death, didn't he?

Looking at the stubborn deputy marshal in front of him, Chen Liu naturally didn't plan to deal with her.

He turned, faced the menacing spear alone, and said:

"The little maid just stays and watches the young master break the game!"

The wind howled, blowing the hem of Chen Liu's waist, revealing a gold medal.

The gold medal flickered slightly, and then Chen Liu made a move with his left hand, and the golden whip that belonged to Feng Shuai fell into Chen Liu's hand like a bolt of lightning.

The golden whip has twenty-one sections, each of which has four sigils, for a total of eighty-four sigils.

At this moment, eighty-four runes rushed out of the whip body, and the shining runes shrouded the golden whip like a tower.

Chen Liu pointed his whip upwards and collided violently with the spear that stabbed him.

The tip of the spear was against the tip of the whip, and the two forces exploded, impacting in all directions, lifting up the mountain forest ground.

Mo Mei looked at the young man who was protecting her in front of her, and suddenly felt a little different......

"Bang!"

However, this handsomeness didn't last long, and Chen Liu was blasted out by this huge power explosion.

Directly a flat sand goose style, ate a mouthful of ash.

「…… ."

At the same time that Chen Liu was depressed and ate ashes, the heavy sigils on the golden whip also climbed along the spear and attached to the purple magic phase.

The sigil turned into a bone-eroding flower and bloomed on the body of the Faxiang.

Each flower stopped the runes around the Dharma Phase's body from turning, making its body uncertain and unstable.

Xuan Ming was also taken aback by this, although the other party was also traumatized by this blow, his law was also clearly shaken.

But this time, what he paid attention to was not Chen Liu, but the golden whip that he still underestimated although he had already looked up to it.

This thing seems to have an innate restraint with the descent of a god like him.

"What is this thing?"

"How do I know?"

「……」

couldn't get an answer from Chen Liu, after all, Ma Shanhu told him.

The magic weapon of the commander of the pole beater, the whip of the god.

"Whip ......"

"Whip?!"

Xuan Ming was still pondering, and Chen Liu exclaimed directly.

Whipping gods, they don't know, Chen Liu is quite clear.

If it is as the legend suggests, its effect is indeed to hit the "gods"!

"You know?"

Chen Liu shook his head, finally feeling a little more sure in his heart.

He walked up with his whip and continued to meet Chen Liu.

Xuan thought for a moment and took out a sword from Ma Shanhu's body.

The sword is made of seven coins connected to each other, not long or short, not square or round, but it refers to the mountains and rivers, the lakes and seas, and contains the cosmic machine.

"Yes."

Xuan Ming threw out his sword and fought with the golden whip.

Although the sword temporarily fell to the upper hand, it also entangled the golden whip.

Chen Liu patted his head and felt that he was really stupid. The golden rope has appeared, and it is natural for the seven-star sword to appear.

And after losing the blessing of the divine whip, Chen Liu fell into a crisis again.

The huge incarnation of the law is no longer contained, Chen Liu has cultivation, no

There are corresponding advanced means, and it is difficult to compete with them after all.

"Forbidden!"

Seeing this, Xuan Ming planned to seal the surrounding space and catch turtles in an urn.

But he was surprised to find that the forbidden spells were sealed in front of Chen Liu's body, and they would be dissolved by a strange force.

At the same time, as soon as Chen Liu showed the map of mountains and rivers, towering hills fell down from the picture scroll, like a meteorite descending into the world, attacking the law of Xuanming.

It's a pity that although the mountains and rivers inside are miraculous, they can be turned into real objects, but after all, they are only ordinary mountains and stones contaminated with a trace of spirituality, and they become shattered under the slap of the law.

However, at the same time, Chen Liu suddenly noticed the dark clouds lingering in the sky above the Xuan Ming Law Phase, and there were bursts of dull thunder from inside, and even a trace of lightning was revealed.

Immediately decided, Chen Liu expanded the painting scroll to the maximum, and lingered for a moment.

Then he took out the Shangqing Five Thunder Talisman from Qingyang County from his arms.

Although I used it once last time, I didn't destroy the talisman, and the talisman is still intact and can still be used.

In addition to the talisman, Chen Liu took out the purple gold vermilion pen given to him by the Daoist of Longhu Mountain, and drew a talisman in the void.

"You're not pure."

At this time, Xuan Ming felt that the person in front of him had too many means, and there were all kinds of bells and whistles.

Immediately, he first hit the Feishan and Heshe Ji Tu with one palm, and then grabbed Chen Liu.

He also immediately reacted that Chen Liu was planning to use the power of heaven and earth to force him away.

But how could he let him get what he wanted?

"Be careful!"

Mo Mei suddenly shouted urgently, reminding Chen Liu.

However, after all, it was a little late.

Xuan Ming Faxiang spit out a sharp bone nail from his mouth, turned into a meteor and lightning, and rushed straight towards Chen Liu's front door.

If this stab hits, Chen Liu will have to shed his skin if he doesn't die.

But Chen Liu is now painting to the key point, and if he stops, his previous efforts will be wasted.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Feng Shuai's token actually took the initiative to float up, blocking in front of Chen Liu's body and catching the blow.

Even, after the bone nail broke through the gold medal, he was imprisoned by the gold medal and couldn't take it back!

Xuan Ming hurriedly grabbed it.

The bone nail was his magic weapon, and it could even be regarded as the origin of his enlightenment.

However, at this moment, Chen Liu's eyebrows suddenly drilled out a spiritual thunder dragon, and the dragon roared for nine days, swaying upward.

Chen Liu's talisman outlined by the five thunder talismans of the Shangqing Dynasty was draped on the thunder dragon like a battle armor at this time.

It didn't choose to fight against Xuan Ming, but went directly into the thunderclouds above the nine heavens.

In an instant, the sky roared, the thunder flashed, and the Dao Zixiao Divine Thunder brewed in the clouds.

"Thunder!"

As Chen Liu shouted, the Nine Heavens God Thunder listened to the edict and instantly fell from the sky, like a comet hitting the moon.

Xuan Ming secretly screamed badly, but he didn't expect that this little thing could really seduce the Zixiao Divine Thunder above the Nine Heavens.

Originally, he could have stayed here for a while, but now every second counts.

In an instant, the Dharma phase behind him changed dramatically, turning into a demon god covered with bone spurs all over his body, with two vicious green snakes hanging upside down in his ears.

At this time, the demon god painted a blood-colored magic circle with one hand, temporarily forcing back the thunder and lightning.

The other hand hit Chen Liu, so that he had to recall the Shanhe Society Jitu to protect himself.

In the end, he spat out a blood-red rain of light from his mouth and attacked directly at Mo Mei, who was limited in size.