"Southern Emperor Fire Essence, Western Emperor Gold Liquid, Yan Yan Kungang, Cast My Magic Sword, Slash!"

Li Daoxuan didn't say much, and in the face of Moro's threat, he directly sacrificed Lu Zu's Heavenly Escape Sword Intent, and for a while, the sword intent in the three-inch Lingtai was like a waterfall, and the snowy sword light illuminated the darkness, and also cut off the ancient Bodhi tree.

Mo Luo's spiritual thoughts were directly shattered by the Heavenly Escape Sword Intent, even if he was a Heavenly Demon known for his strength as a Yuan Shen, but under Lu Zu's sword intent, he still couldn't resist and turned into a little dust.

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that he only divided a trace of spiritual thoughts.

On the altar, Li Daoxuan opened his eyes, his gaze was as sharp as a sword, staring at the rolling clouds in the sky and the huge eyes.

The idol of the Tsing Yi Niang Niang is still refining and absorbing the incense belief to lay the foundation of Shinto in the future, which is a crucial step, and there is no time to worry about it for the time being.

Li Daoxuan flicked his long sleeves, and a red sword box flew out, on which was carved a lifelike real dragon, standing on the ground, at first only the size of a palm, and slowly became more than three feet tall.

He tapped the sword case lightly.

Card!

The top of the sword case was opened, revealing three swords, one red, one white, and one black.

Three brilliant sword qi rushed straight into the sky from the box, one was incomparable, such as a long rainbow through the sun, a dragon chanted endlessly, rigid and soft, and another was as heavy as a mountain and as thick as the blue sky.

Those bewitched people heard a clear and loud sword roar, which swept the sky.

They suddenly woke up like a dream, only to feel sweating profusely, and their hearts were full of joy.

And at this moment, the clouds in the sky also changed, turning into countless Yin soldiers and ghosts, bull-headed and horse-faced, black and white impermanence, flying Yaksha, and blood sea Shura, they were armed with swords, guns, swords, sticks, axes, hooks, and sickles, and rushed towards the altar in unison.

Like ten thousand ghosts pressing the realm, the demons are in turmoil, and many people are frightened and pale.

Yan Chixia stared closely at the sword box on the altar and said, "Master, such a strong sword qi, I only heard you say that the thunder method of Longhu Mountain is powerful, but I didn't expect this Li Zhenren to be a sword cultivator!" ”

Xu Qingxuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "This kid, his life is really good, he actually got another divine sword, tsk, I envy my old way." ”

After a pause, he smiled and said, "Chixia, it seems that there is a good show to watch today." ”

……

On the altar, Li Daoxuan's long hair fluttered, his sword intent soared into the sky, the dragon chanting sword box rang in front of him, and the three divine swords made a loud sword sound at the same time, as if he was asking his master to fight.

Li Daoxuan at this moment is really like a white-clothed sword immortal.

"Jian Yi, Chixiao!"

Boom!

The Chixiao Sword turned into a rainbow light, rushing straight at the bullfight, and the terrifying sword qi pierced the sky, piercing through the clouds, like a red lightning, crisscrossing between the ghosts and demons.

However, there are too many demons turned into clouds, and even if the Chixiao Sword is unparalleled in speed, it is difficult to block them all for a while.

At this moment, Li Daoxuan's voice sounded again.

"Ken Er, White Dragon!"

Boom!

The white dragon sword came out of its sheath, accompanied by bursts of dragon groans, turning into sharp sword wires, like flying white dragons, and together with the Chixiao Sword, all the Yin soldiers and powerful ghosts were blocked!

For a time, with Li Daoxuan as the center, all the red and white sword light in a radius of 100 zhang was like a meteor shower falling, like ten thousand arrows piercing the air, enveloping the altar and the people, no matter how vicious the demon was, he couldn't go beyond the sword light!

Yan Chixia was dazzled and fascinated, obsessed by the power of the Chixiao and the White Dragon Second Sword, and at the same time shocked by the sword technique of this Li Zhenren.

These two unruly swords, under the control of the other party, are like arms, and they complement each other well, fast but not chaotic, which shows their profound kendo cultivation.

Yan Chixia couldn't help but think, the master said that he was a kendo wizard who had not been met in a thousand years, he had practiced for a few years, and he had indeed advanced by leaps and bounds, and he had been able to fight the enemy with a sword, and he thought he was proud, but compared to this Li Zhenren, it was really embarrassing.

If he and Li Zhenren fight, I'm afraid that his sword has just come out of the sheath, and the other party has already cut off his head!

Xu Qingxuan nodded again and again, a little surprised in his heart.

This kid has cultivated so many kinds of supernatural powers, how can his kendo cultivation progress so fast?

It's just unreasonable!

Could it be that he is the reincarnation of a sword immortal?

"It's not good, those clouds are not being shattered by the sword qi, but continue to converge!"

Xuanzang's eyes flashed with a little aura, that was his natural insight, and he had already seen that the other party was not quite right, only to see that the yin qi floating in the sky above Chang'an City was partially shattered by the sword qi, but it still retained a lot, and it was quietly converging.

Hearing this, Xu Qingxuan glanced at the little monk with some surprise, and found that the other party resolutely pulled out the fish intestine sword and was about to rush to the altar.

He pressed the little monk's head and said speechlessly: "Little master, you don't have any mana, even if this short sword is a little magical, it can't help the people above." ”

Xuanzang shook his head and insisted: "Even if I don't have the ability, my meat is still very fragrant, and I am by my eldest brother's side, so I can help him attract more monsters!" ”

From childhood to adulthood, Xuanzang has a secret, that is, his physical body is very attractive to monsters, and along the way, some monsters have already salivated when they smell the smell of his body from afar.

Master once joked that he was a walking ginseng fruit.

Xu Qingxuan was slightly moved, this little monk's temperament is really good, and listening to him, it seems that Li Xiaozi is still his sworn brother?

Then this fish intestine sword should be given to him by Li Xiaozi, so it is not surprising, Li Daoxuan's kid has more treasures in his hands than fleas on others.

"Don't worry, your big brother, it's not that simple, isn't there another sword?"

Xu Qingxuan looked at the last black heavy sword in the dragon yin sword box, and his eyes showed a solemn look.

As a current sword immortal of the Yang God Realm, he could see at a glance that the black heavy sword was extraordinary, at least at the level of the spirit treasure, with his cultivation, when he saw this sword, his heart felt slightly sinking, and he was affected by a trace of sword intent.

Call!

The yin wind howled, blowing the demon clouds, condensing into a huge Dharma protector god, born with four heads, facing the four directions, or compassion, or angry, or calm, or compassionate.

He held a huge pagoda in his hand and threw it towards the earth, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth seemed to be darkened.

Li Daoxuan stood proudly, his white clothes fluttering, and he pointed at each other, a little empty.

"Sword Three, Juque!"

Sou!

The long-endured giant sword finally came out of its sheath, and with a blow in the wind, it turned into a huge heavy sword that was hundreds of feet long, swirling with Xuanhuang Qi, and every wisp was as heavy as a mountain.

Airplanes!

The speed of the giant sword is not fast, compared to Chixiao and the white dragon, it is like a turtle crawling, but it is like Taishang pressing the top, and Wuyue falls to the ground, locking the entire heaven and earth.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work!

With a loud bang, the huge pagoda was smashed by a sword, and then the power of the giant sword was undiminished, and the huge Dharma Protector God was also cracked in half, and even cracked open the sea of clouds, revealing golden light.

The people wanted to cheer, but soon they showed signs of consternation, and some of them became terrified and began to prostrate themselves.

"Buddha, it's Buddha!"

"The Buddha has condemned his sin, and the Buddha does not agree to seal the Zen ceremony!"

"No matter how powerful Li Zhenren is, it is impossible to beat the Buddha!"

I saw that the golden light revealed after the giant sword cracked open the sea of clouds was not the light of the sun, but the golden body of Zhangliu that was more dazzling than the sun.

After the sea of clouds, there is a golden-bodied Buddha, sitting in the twelve golden lotus, with towering sideburns, hands touching knees, eyebrows and eyes lowered, overlooking the common people, as if there is a color of compassion, but also seems to have the anger of subduing demons.

It seems that Li Daoxuan on the altar is a lawless demon who troubles the world.

The next moment, the deafening Brahman sound sounded, like thunder in the western sky.

"When you see Shakyamuni, how can you not worship it?"