Although the policy of the five parties of Longshan towards the snowy Buddhism is mainly to retreat, there are also countercurrents from time to time.

One hundred and twenty-three years ago, Qianduan Mountain, fifty-six years ago, Gutian Yuan was the force within the five factions of Longshan that was dissatisfied with the retreat of the Great Snow Mountain, and with the support of foreign Taoist monks, they entangled some local Xiuzhen families who were on the front line of the conflict with the Snowy Buddhism to launch a counterattack against the Snowy Buddhism.

One hundred and twenty-three years ago, it was too early for Santo to go, but the time fifty-six years ago, he experienced it himself.

The old Taoist priest on the other side described the great change, and there are traces to follow after all.

Santo was shocked.

The other party's courage to kill people like killing chickens still stayed in the depths of his heart, and when he got a hint, he immediately reappeared in his mind.

After the First World War of Gutianyuan, the family surnamed Wan was uprooted in the subsequent retaliation of the Snowy Buddhism, and the contradictions between the two sides were irreconcilable at all!

"I heard that Wan Hongchang was seriously injured, and his mind was trapped in the death of ten thousand families back then, although he escaped the pursuit under the cover of the Longshan master, but his cultivation also stopped at the peak of his supernatural powers. Now it seems that it really doesn't look like a breakthrough to the Judan period. ”

"Back then, the old monk was afraid of you. Now, it's not certain who wins and who loses!"

Thinking of this, Monk Santo calmly nodded his head and gestured: "It turned out to be the old man on the Gutian Plain back then!"

With a snort, he straightened his cane and took Wan Hongchang's chest.

"God on all sides, and look at my methods today!"

"Then what are the four-faced gods, now there are only lonely and wandering four-screen Taoists, and there is no four-faced god Wan Hongchang back then. ”

The blue color was displayed, and Wan Hongchang's body did not have the slightest weight, as if he only had a shabby Taoist robe, which was swept up by the fierce wind and waves on the Santo Vajra staff, and flew against the wind.

A set of "King Kong Pulling Staff" hit to the end, and could not hurt the old opponent a single hair.

Santo knew something was wrong.

The practice of refining the body is more respected in Buddhism than in the Daomen, and the environment of the snowy mountains is harsh, and the Snowy Buddhism attaches great importance to external body training. In addition to other small means, the two pillars of Santok's victory are the "Demon Suppression" magic power and the "Vajra Pulling Staff".

Rely on the "Demon Suppression" to restrain all the opponent's auxiliary bonuses, and win with the "Vajra Pulling Staff" with a strong body.

Under the effect of "demon subjugation", the Taoist inheritance is below the nectar realm, and if you don't practice your natal supernatural powers, you can't even leave the flying sword without an opponent who has no rules. Even if the opponent of the same realm, as long as he can use the demon-subduing method to counteract the opponent's strange means, fight the body, and fight in close combat, the disciples of the Snowy Realm Buddhism are confident.

But the four faces are different!

Now Wan Hongchang, who has changed his name to Siping Daoist, has a better understanding of the law than Santo.

The lightning emitted by the opponent will automatically dissipate without touching the demonic power on Santo's body, and each blow can cause real damage to him, which must be resisted by his own true element.

And he can't catch up at all in terms of speed and body method.

was only beaten, but he couldn't do it, and everyone could see that Monk Santo had no chance of winning.

Everyone had a different look on their faces.

The faces of the three members of the Chao family were grim.

Just now, I was worried that Qi Nanqing's side would not be able to support it, and he needed the Chao family to send someone down. Although the Chao family chose to stand on the side of Longshan, they were unwilling to offend the Snowy Buddhism head-on. It's okay to play soy sauce in the position, but it's too much to send someone down.

Now that the situation has reversed, there is a fear that Santo will not be able to get away with it.

Chao Yulong was anxious, and he couldn't make a move or open his mouth to persuade him, so he couldn't help but complain in his heart that Monk Santo didn't know how to advance or retreat. Knowing that he was invincible, he still blindly fought to the death, without the slightest intention of temporarily retreating and leaving it for the future.

Even Chagula, who was the only one who stood with Monk Santo on the surface, muttered in his heart: "Monk Santo is not a person who can't see the situation clearly, why ......"

In the field, the monk Santo was still struggling to support.

A Vajra Zen staff rushed left and right, and the trapped beast was still fighting. However, the range of activity was limited by the thunder and lightning that accompanied the rumbling thunder, and was confined to the northwest corner of the original architectural pattern of Yelinji.

Wan Hongchang was fluctuating, the body that flashed on all sides suddenly stopped, appeared more than ten zhang away in front of everyone, staring at Santo who was besieged by the constantly falling thunder and lightning, the old man's voice was slow and weak, and with deep cruelty and hatred, he sneered: "Fan monk, today is the time when you die!"

Lightning swirled, and thunder and lightning fell in a hurry.

In a blue-purple light, Monk Santo seemed to give up resistance, his hands folded, and the words in his mouth.

Strange-sounding words floated out of him, beginning illusory, and gradually becoming real as the scriptures deepened. In the end, the Sanskrit words wafting out of the depths of thunder and lightning are like substances, as if they were cut out of colored paper, scattered in the air, and fluttering with the wind.

The body of the old monk under the strong light gradually became illusory, as if he was using his last life to turn into this flying scripture.

"Is Santo's life coming to an end?"

Listening to the scriptures coming from outside, Zhang Yan's heart was peaceful.

From his previous life to this life, the Buddha had no relationship with him, let alone a monk in a hostile position.

The deed is complete, and the transformation is coming to an end. Feeling the surging power of his body, his body in the dragon state was strengthened more than three times more than before the cocoon. The dark energy flowing in the body was also more than three times stronger than the end of the first change.

The status adjustment is nearing completion.

Even now, if someone breaks in, he has time to break out of the cocoon and converge on the dragonized state.

The most dangerous time has passed, Zhang Yan's heart is full of joy, and he does not affect his mood at all because of the fate of a monk.

He peeked at the time, and stretched his body when the thunder outside shook and the lightning erupted in the last concentrated light.

The hard and sharp dragon horns and tail tips pierced and pierced the pliable thick cocoons.

The impact of dark energy was fleeting.

Everyone watching the battle outside the stone house was attracted by the concentrated thunder and lightning, only the middle-aged monk who was not far away, and the middle-aged monk who was guarding behind Qi Nanqing and the others frowned slightly.

"What a strong demonic aura!"

"No, it's not true!

"What could it be?"

The mood fluctuated three times, from affirmation to doubt, and the energy that rushed in all directions from the tide in the stone house had disappeared invisibly.

The timing of the explosion of alien energy, which was similar to the demonic qi, was extremely good, and it happened to be covered by the thunder and lightning that erupted in the concentration of the four screens of Dao people. Even he, wanting to go back, missed the opportunity.

"Chen Laoshi, I'm going to see what you are!"

Slanted a glance at the lively young man and Xue Hanyi who retreated to the inside of the stone gate, and the mysterious mystery in his heart, he had been hiding deep in the stone house, no matter how the outside world fought, the loose cultivator who did not show up was curious, but it was not yet time to be distracted.

The middle-aged monk put his hands behind his back and looked intently at the northwest corner of the wild forest set.

Dense thunder and lightning fell.

At the landing point, the golden light like the great sun flew and spread outward with the scriptures.

The dark blue and purple electric light, mixed with the golden light like the bright sun, illuminated the entire area of the magic circle, stabbing people's eyes painfully.

Fierce winds spread from the lightning spots.

The defensive formation that had protected the wild forest for many days was full of holes, and the wind and snow from the outside world fell in. Before Feiwu could descend to the ground, it was re-evaporated by the outer rays of thunder and lightning and the scorching sun.

"The grudge of almost a jiazi finally made Hongchang's old friend out of this evil breath!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged monk's face changed slightly: "This group of monks, come so fast!"

Bright light shines through the gaps in the roof and into the stone house.

In the depths where light does not change, the armor and the skeleton that supports the wing membranes quickly turn from soft to hard.

Feeling the power that filled his body, Zhang Yan put away the black dragon scales that spread all over his body, the dragon horns as sharp as blades, and the dragon tail that stretched out to be three times the length of his height.

Brush!

The long dragon's tail, which had just disappeared, suddenly reappeared, stretching out as far as the light could reach. In the sheer blackness, the tail fin with its intricate and mysterious patterns reflects a fine brilliance under the lightning and the same light as the sunshine released by Santo.

Both of these energies tend to the light and have the effect of restraining evil spirits.

The dark energy in the body is stimulated, and small swirls appear between the stripes on the tail fin, annihilating the thunder and sunlight.

This change is different from the previous one.

His body remained human, except for a long black tail with a flame-shaped tail fin extending from the caudal vertebrae.

After the completion of the second transformation, his mastery of dragonization reached a new height. Not only can you become a dragonman whose whole body is covered in scale armor, but you can also control any part of your body to perform local dragonization as you like.

Retracting the dragon's tail, Zhang Yan clenched his fists and puffed out his muscles.

The power is endless!

Without dragonization, the strength of the body is also several times higher than before.

After re-"strengthening his body", in terms of physical strength alone, he was already one of the best existences in this generation of young monks. After the tempering of the first two changes of the dragon snake, the strength of the body has doubled several times.

Although the total amount of true yuan brought about by the increase in dark energy is not much compared to the increase in physical strength, it also makes the true element in his body suddenly increase by three percent!

Strong qi and blood flowed between the muscles and bones, making a sound like a river. The sensation of blood flow is clearly discerning, like a column of mercury, running heavy and powerful in the blood vessels.

Strength! Strength!

The rapid strength of his body and True Yuan gave him the illusion of invincibility, making him feel invincible and able to sweep everything.

"Illusion! Everything is an illusion!"

"Huh, that's not right!"

The soul that crossed over was not a simple cultivator, Zhang Yan was keenly aware of the changes in the outside world, suppressed the surging impulse in his heart, and before the explosion of thunder and lightning and the great sun ended, he gathered the boiling power in his body and approached the barrier separating the stone house from the darkness.

Before the retreat, he made a lot of arrangements.

Except for the three guards, the inner third of the stone house was cut off by his formation and carefully set up barriers.

The three guards couldn't break in at will without alarming Zhang Yan.

Through the formation and barrier, the sound, light, and breath from the outside world can be transmitted freely, but everything inside the formation is extremely difficult to be detected by the outside.

Close to the inside of the stone house, a hand-arranged barrier.

Zhang Yan peeked in.

Where it used to be a door, the wooden part has completely disappeared, leaving only a bare stone box. Outside, half of the stone house was full of light, and the roof and walls were shining in with light everywhere, and it was even more damaged than a third of the time he had hidden in the cocoon.

Frost Knife Xue Han crossed his knees to block the door, and behind him, stood a lively young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, who looked flying and jumping. Shouting and shouting, constantly expressing opinions on the situation of the war outside.