The sun is rising, and the morning fog is fading.

For this Han Fan Dao, Chaoyang Palace Gate deliberately set up a Dharma platform, three feet from the ground, there is no protection around, Zhang Zhenren and Lord Zhou, Wang Gonggong sat on the stand at the entrance of the palace, the stone stood beside Wang Gonggong, the monk and the Taoist are sitting under the Dharma platform, the rest of the people are around the side to watch, after the garrison Liu Yanlang was injured, he took the soul soup in the view, and it has improved.

The deacon Taoist came to the stage and asked Lord Zhou, Wang Gonggong and Zhang Zhenren, and then announced loudly: "According to the emperor's will, today Lingyunguan and the master of the Kaga Temple in the Western Regions will learn Taoism, promote the friendship of the Han Dynasty, and enhance each other's cultivation. ”

Shi heard Song Weizhuang say that Yuandong Zhenren, he has won the true transmission of Zhang Zhenren, and the Taoism is profound, and this Lingyun View should be won steadily.

Master Daji was not good-looking, short in stature, and spoke not very fluent in the Central Plains, flew up to the Dharma platform, folded his hands to the Yuandong real person standing opposite, gave a salute, and said: "The poor monk has asked for advice, please make a move!"

Yuan Dong Zhenren was full of energy, and said politely: "Please teach the master." ”

After that, the two stepped forward, and Daji took out a small Buddhist magic weapon hand rattle from his arms, flashing with bronze metallic light, thin handle, big mouth, carved with a beast's head and phoenix pattern, shaking in the wind, "Jingle bell", the bell body increased by three times, turned into a majestic weapon, copied in his hand, and attacked Yuandong Zhenren.

Soul Bell! Soul Capture the Soul in the Invisible, Zhang Zhenren recognized this treasure, a few years ago, the monk Basi Ma had used this treasure to fight with the master, but was defeated by the master, I didn't expect this thing to come to the hands of Daji, and reappeared in Middle-earth.

Seeing this, Yuandong Zhenren did not panic, and grabbed a heavenly master sword in his hand, this sword is called "Servant", which is forged from the spirit stone under the spiritual root of heaven and earth.

The Soul Gathering Bell flew in, and the Servant Sword met it.

A jingle bell rings to hide the killing machine, and a light flashes to break the edge.

Gathering soul bells, golden light dancing autumn wind.

The sword of the servant, the cold air is forcing the sun to shine.

One bell and one sword, fought for dozens of rounds, and there was no winner or loser.

Everyone in the audience held their breath and didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing the next move of both sides.

The stone also nervously grasped the black stone, faintly worried about Yuandong Zhenren.

The two people on the stage each took a step back, and Daki sat down cross-legged, and the soul gathering bell above his head shone brightly, doubled in size, and kept shaking.

"Jingle Bell"

The Soul Gathering Bell made a burst of rapid bells, the bell stirred everyone's nerves, and after a while, it became harsh, except for Zhang Zhenren and a few elders, the Dao was profound and unaffected, and the people present covered their ears, and some people couldn't help but start scolding the street, cursing this monk for not having a son, if he would marry a wife and have children.

The stone felt a wave of dizziness, and heard a fierce murderous aura from the bell.

Yuan Dong Zhenren is closest to this soul gathering bell, and is most affected by the bell sound, he knows that this bell sound implies mana, constantly disturbing his mind, making him dizzy, unable to concentrate and exert strength, if this continues, the law defeat is small, and his soul will be taken away, and his life will be suspended.

After all, Yuandong Zhenren is strong, he endured the discomfort, raised the sword and cut the middle finger of his left hand, dripped blood on the sword body, pinched the wind in his hand, chanted a mantra, stepped forward, and shouted: "Get up!"

The squire sword saw the blood and the spirit, and the cold light around the body was released, only to see a whirlwind on the head of Yuan Dong Zhenren, flying straight from the ground, up to the sunny sky, down to the Dharma platform, whirring wind, blowing the Yuan Dong Dao people's clothes flying, the sword of the servant flew sideways into the whirlwind, with the whirlwind rotating rapidly, flying towards the soul bell.

"Tiangang Wind!" Daki said with his eyebrows, and without hesitation, he drove the Soul Gathering Bell to greet him.

The whirlwind wrapped the cold glittering sword of the Spirit, and slammed straight into the soul gathering bell that made a strange bell.

"Jingle bell!"

"Whew!"

I only heard a muffled sound, which shook people's ears and buzzed, and the two things immediately separated, and the soul gathering bell changed to its original size, falling into the hands of Daji, and the whirlwind gradually dissipated, and the sword returned to the master's hand, and the cold light was gone.

"Wow!" almost at the same time, the two of them each spat out a mouthful of blood, blood splattered on the Dharma platform.

It seems that in the fight just now, neither of them retained their strength, their mana was equal, and they both severely damaged their opponents, but they were also seriously injured.

Zhang Zhenren's face was bitter, the most proud disciple had a bad start, this was really unexpected, it seemed that there would inevitably be a fierce battle today.

Master Zhou was also a little unhappy on his face, and said: "I didn't expect that the mana of the monk is so strong, no wonder the emperor boasted so much." ”

Zhang Zhenren listened to it in his ears, and he was always uncomfortable, and said: "My lord forgives my sins, it is the old man who underestimated the enemy." ”

The prince relieved the siege and said: "If you want our family to say, there are still two more games, and there is still a chance." ”

Shi didn't know how Yuandong Zhenren was injured, and felt a little sorry for him.

Both sides were supported down, and the deacon Taoist announced: "The first game is a draw, and the second game is by Zhiyuan Zhenren against Master Dashou." ”

Zhiyuan Zhenren flew on the Dharma platform, he was dressed in a purple gold-woven over-the-shoulder Taiji Tu Taoist robe, his hair was white, he held a deer tail and dust, standing tall, quite a bit of an independent immortal.

"This Zhiyuan real person is one of several highly respected real people in Lingyun Temple, and he is the old man's uncle, and his Dao cultivation is already at the first level of the True Monarch Realm. Zhang Zhenren introduced to Lord Zhou.

Da Shou also jumped on the Dharma platform, and Shi Li said: "The poor monk's cultivation is not high, and I hope that the real people will show mercy." ”

Zhiyuan Zhenren laughed and said: "Each other, each other." ”

The corners of Da Shou's mouth raised a wicked smile, took a step forward, bowed his body, folded his hands, chanted a mantra in his mouth, and there was a gust of yin wind behind him, a blood-red cloth banner was sacrificed in the air, and countless hideous monsters and mysterious nicknames were painted on the cloth flag, the yin wind was blowing, and the cold air was biting, so that the people in the audience couldn't help but hug their shoulders and rub them.

Zhang Zhenren was taken aback again, this is one of the Seven Treasures of the Western Regions, the Demon Descending Banner, which is cultivated by absorbing the ghost qi and demon spirits of the ghost path, it is extremely evil, the gods and Buddhas are invincible, how can it appear here? The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

The Demon Banner was extremely strong, and the wind was forested, flying out from behind Da Shou, carrying countless nine ghosts and monsters from ten directions, emitting bursts of terrifying howls, enveloping a cloud of black mist, rushing towards the Zhiyuan Dao people, and it had the potential to devour it in one fell swoop.

Seeing the ghost fog, the prince was the root of the illness after the last attack, and hurriedly pulled the arm of the stone beside him, "Stone, you quickly protect our family, our family doesn't dare to look at this thing." ”

Stone held the obsidian in his hand and nodded, "I'm scared too." ”

Zhang Zhenren saw this yin and compelling ghost fog, and he also understood eight points in his heart, the yin wind and ghost fog on the day of Zhaijiao must be the yin trick of this Dashou envoy, and he couldn't help glaring at Dashou angrily.

Zhiyuan Daoist also recognized that this was the Demon Flag, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised, a dust, a pinch in his hand, stepping on the twenty-eight Oriental Qinglong Star Position, flying up, dancing and whisking the dust, using the mana of life, and a golden light talisman under the book.

A column of large characters of the golden rune shone in the air, emitting a warm color, forming a curtain of light, covering in front of Zhiyuan Zhenren, the demon banner was unstoppable, the black fog was heavy, roaring and roaring, rushing towards the light curtain.

The black mist is powerful, like a mad beast, pounced on the cage that bound it, the demon banner slammed into the light curtain, the light curtain flickered, only to hear a roar, from the light curtain flew out of a cyan dragon head, huge teeth and long tongue, eyes like fire, roar like thunder, open the mouth of the blood basin, bite the demon flag, the demon flag suddenly chaos, the ghost energy scattered, the yin wind subsided.

The green dragon appeared, everyone in the audience was stunned, Lord Zhou and Wang Gonggong's faces were relieved, Zhang Zhenren thought in his heart, in the early years, the demon flag was rampant in Middle-earth, and it was not until Huayang Zhenren Tao Hongjing sat down that the green dragon was broken, therefore, the demon flag must be broken with the green dragon, Zhiyuan Zhenren fortunately knew this, thinking of this, he was happy in his heart, but his face pretended to be inadvertent, and said, "It's just a green dragon talisman." ”

Seeing that the Demon Banner was going to be defeated, Da Shou would rather die than retreat, but still forcibly drove and confronted the green dragon, the dragon head bit it, and the momentum of the Demon Banner was greatly reduced, and it didn't take long for the banner to be destroyed.

Zhiyuan Zhenren thought about learning the Dao method, and when he got to the point, he didn't want to take his life, so he secretly reduced the mana of the golden rune, so as to leave a step for Da Shou to go down, so as not to hurt the harmony of both parties, and it was difficult for Lord Zhou to explain.

How do you know that this Dashou is only to win, regardless of life and death, he forced the demon flag to suppress the green dragon talisman forward, the green dragon's mana weakened, and he couldn't hit the demon flag hard, the two sides fell into a stalemate, Dashou was scheming, chanting the spell, and suddenly a small banner flew up behind the demon flag, broke away from the big flag, and suddenly broke through the light curtain, and the green dragon looked back and was exploited by it.

Zhiyuan Daoist was shocked when he saw this, and the little banner came to his face, and he had to wave the dust to resist.

Seeing that Kohata succeeded, Tatsuju immediately urged Ohata to step up his attack, and the green dragon roared and confronted Ohata.

Lord Zhou and Wang Gonggong looked at Zhang Zhenren at the same time, Zhang Zhenren was speechless for a while, and said: "I'm afraid this is the legendary son and mother flag, and the old man is also seeing it for the first time." The Lingyunguan disciples in the audience were in a commotion, and they were all worried about Zhiyuan Zhenren.

Seeing that the demon banner was very vicious, Shi felt nervous for a while, and felt hot in the palm of his hand holding the obsidian.