Chapter 172: Like Daoji (Ask for subscription, recommend)
As the night grew thicker, the last rays of moonlight were swallowed up above the sky, and the darkness suddenly swallowed the earth like a tide.
It was pitch black.
At this time, in the dark night, there were three rays of light whistling, and they were the three Zhou Yu who were tracking.
"This is it. As the light fell, Miaoshan looked solemnly at the temple in front of him that was located halfway up the mountain.
At the same time, the black incense in his palm, as his palm stretched out, suddenly turned into a black light, roaring towards the ruined temple.
The temple in front of him looked dilapidated and old, but at the moment in the darkness, it seemed extraordinary.
It seems that there is a peerless beast inside, and even if you look at it from a distance, you can feel that there is a depression in your heart.
"Be careful. Zhou Yu glanced at the two of them, looked at the temple ten zhang away, and suddenly condensed his sword with two fingers, and slashed in the air.
Boom!
With a sharp whistling sound, a fiery red sword whistled out from Zhou Yu's fingers.
The fiery red sword light was dazzling, illuminating the gravel and weeds near the temple, and the even more terrifying sword qi suddenly tore away in all directions the moment it touched the temple.
Bang!
Between the criss-crossing of the sword qi, the temple in front of him was suddenly cut out of a big hole, in that hole, there was no one at the moment, but there were large and small stone statues, a total of twelve statues.
It's just that at this moment, these stone statues have fallen to the side, and they are even more tattered, without a trace of so-called charm.
The whole temple doesn't look like the so-called hidden place behind the scenes, but more like a ruined temple that has been abandoned for a long time.
But seeing this, Zhou Yu did not relax for a moment, but frowned, and the Qing Ying Sword roared.
However, in an instant, the Qing Ying Sword fell in the sky above the temple, and as the sword technique in Zhou Yu's hand changed, in an instant, there was a sword qi like rain, which changed out from the Qing Ying Sword and washed towards the broken temple below.
Although he didn't like Monk Miaoshan, he would not deny his strength, because if the latter's strength was slightly worse than him, Zhou Yu would fight directly.
He didn't even know his Buddhist master, so he came to avenge the chicken.
Therefore, when he saw that Jian Gang, who was tempted by Fang Cai, did not force out the person behind the scenes, Zhou Yu not only did not feel half ashamed, but his expression was extremely solemn.
Woohoo......
Above the Diyun Sword Array, under the continuous sword qi washing, the terrifying sharp qi cut through the sky in an instant.
The thick night, like a black rag, was torn apart, but it took a few breaths.
The ruined temples ten zhang away collapsed one after another, and the boulders were decomposed by the fierce sword qi between the collapses, splashing a large amount of smoke and dust, and the stone statues that were already in tatters turned into flying ashes for the first time.
Seeing what Zhou Yu did, Xiao Zhan didn't stop him, but his expression was solemn, and he slowly pulled out the embroidered spring knife on his waist
Even the seemingly indifferent Miaoshan, outside its body, a layer of white Buddha light began to loom.
"Come out, your temple has been leveled, can you hide it?" After a few breaths, the ruined temple in front of him was completely destroyed, and Zhou Yu immediately said loudly.
Call......
At this time, a cold wind swept by, and in the ruined temple that seemed to be uninhabited, there was a gloomy voice.
"Ignorant child, this seat originally planned to let you go, but since you are looking for death, it will fulfill you. ”
Bang!
As these words fell, the mountains shook in an instant, and a violent earthquake came from below, and in the abandoned ruined temple, a black figure suddenly appeared.
"When?" Seeing this, Zhou Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, his mind moved, and suddenly the Qing Ying Sword rolled back and fell into the palm of his right hand, his eyes were extremely solemn.
"Die!" With a cold drink, in the ruins of the temple, the figure had no nonsense, and slapped at Zhou Yu and the three of them in the air.
Bang!
Suddenly, a huge black palm roared in, and the palm lines on it were delicate and substantial, and before it was approached, there was a terrifying coercion, firmly locking the three of them, giving people a sense of inability to avoid.
"Dao Ji?" Xiao Zhan's face changed suddenly, the statue that appeared in Ningyuan Town was at most comparable to the third layer of the Qi Cultivation Realm, but he never expected that as soon as this person made a move, his power was extremely terrifying.
"Not really. Zhou Yu's face was also heavy, but under careful induction, he slowly shook his head.
That person seems to be a Dao base, but he is not as strong as a Dao base, even if he advances with mana, it is slightly inferior, and he can't perfectly mobilize the power of heaven and earth, isn't it......
"Amitabha, the benefactor condenses the power of the Dao Ji with the power of incense, although it is terrifying, but this is only a foreign object after all. At this time, Monk Miaoshan said abruptly.
As his words fell, a surging Buddha light suddenly gushed out from his body.
This light was like a great sun, and it suddenly made the four fields shine brightly, and at the same time, the intention to lock the three of them firmly was suddenly loosened.
Bang!
The next moment, Miaoshan slapped his palm suddenly, and a huge Buddha medallion went upstream, bombarding with the black giant palm.
Boom!
The two palms touched, and suddenly a terrifying wave of qi swept away in all directions, and at the same time, Miaoshan's seemingly indifferent face changed slightly.
I saw that the light Buddha palm emitted by it began to retreat under the huge black palm like ink.
"It's a pity, although the little monk knows that he is fake, he can't break his illusion, Zhou Shizhu, Xiao Shizhu, please help me. Miao Shan said suddenly.
These words did not need to be reminded by Miaoshan, almost at the moment when the piercing lock was loosened.
The Qing Ying Sword in front of Zhou Yu shook suddenly, and in a high-pitched sword roar, layers of sword light instantly transformed, but in an instant, there was a long blue and white sword gang roaring up, and in the gallop, it turned into a three-zhang dragon, and rushed straight to the ghost figure thirty meters away.
Roar!
The blue-and-white stegosaurus was extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, it bombarded the ghostly figure, and just as the latter was about to react, countless sharp sword lights burst out from above the stegosaurus.
Between the criss-crosses, cutting the space, frantically strangling, causing the ground to sink in an instant, and a large amount of rubble smoke and dust stirred.
"Break!" At the same time, Xiao Zhan on the side saw the black giant palm that had been blasted before, and when it was loosened, he drew his knife and slashed.
As the light of a crimson knife lit up, an illusory huge figure appeared behind it, drawing its sword as it drew its sword.
In an instant, a three-zhang giant red knife nearly ten meters long slashed out at the black giant palm.
He unleashed the strongest secret technique under the grandmaster.
It's just that unlike when he was in River Valley Village, where he needed to hold his breath, Xiao Zhan seemed to have entered a new realm at this moment, sending and receiving from his heart.