Chapter 101: Cold Star Sword Seal
"It's not empty, it's not colorful, you two bald donkeys, you have been chasing me for a few days, if you can ambush me, can I still stand here?" Liu Yanru was very calm and sneered: "As for Bao Xiangu, I don't need you to remind me, I will definitely go to her for revenge, she defeated me in Baishitan, Guangxi, and escorted me to Xudu Mountain, where I suffered from hunger and cold in the frozen prison every day, how can I not take revenge for this big revenge, you get out of the way as soon as possible, and those who block me will die!"
After that, Liu Yanru shook his black cloth robe, stretched out a black skull staff from his sleeve, he waved the staff in the air, and saw a black mist in the sky, like a storm sweeping the tide, covering the sky and the earth in an instant, filling the surrounding space, not empty, not colored, knowing that something was wrong, and giving Shi and Jinghong a look, "You guys go quickly, this is the blood mist of people and demons, you can't resist it!"
As soon as the words fell, he changed the magic seal almost at the same time, recited the Mida Sutra, pushed the seal in his hand forward, and saw two golden lights lit up in the black mist, locking Liu Yanru, Liu Yanru struggled, the golden light chain was not moved at all, and the golden light mantra that was not empty and colorless was really extraordinary.
The black fog hit, the stone only felt that he was lightheaded, his body was unstable, and when he saw Jinghong fall to the ground, he quickly pulled up Jinghong and retreated outside the black fog boundary, Jinghong gradually regained consciousness, and said: "This is the two gods and monks who are not empty and colorless, I finally saw them, and the legendary human demons, today is really an eye-opener." ”
"Senior Brother Jinghong, what should we do?" Seeing that in the black mist, the stone was still in a stalemate with Liu Yanru.
"Help me up, let's help!"
The stone supported Jinghong and slowly approached the edge of the black mist, only to see Liu Yanru stubbornly resisting, although he was bound by the golden light chain, he still waved the black skull staff, and released countless blood-red ghost swords, stabbing at the two monks, but being broken by the golden light of the monks, Liu Yanru was a little annoyed.
"Don't be complacent, old bald donkey, wait for me to use the roar of human demons and demons, and surpass your death in Bliss!" Liu Yanru was extremely angry, his face changed greatly, and he suddenly inserted the hole staff in his hand into his chest, and suddenly his body spasmed, his hands danced wildly, and the skull staff was all light, he looked up to the sky and roared, like a tornado whistling, and the surrounding night suddenly fell into chaos, Shi and Jinghong felt a powerful force coming from the direction where he was, and his body involuntarily flew off the ground and was swept into the air.
The roar of humans and demons is one of the extremely difficult and powerful ghost arts, once activated, it is enough to make the heavens and the earth within a radius of several miles repeat, and the living beings will be destroyed, and no one can escape from the clutches of the devil, even if it is the body of a god, it will also be depleted.
The two of them gritted their teeth desperately and insisted, their bodies were like nails nailed to the ground, and the wind and demons were screaming and the sky was high, flying sand and stones, and I didn't move, "The people and demons roared wildly, and it really deserved its name, and today the old man has learned it!"
However, today Liu Yanru didn't seem to be able to exert all his strength, the howling wind did not last long, and then gradually died down, Liu Yanru was unwilling, and tore the clothes on his chest, revealing his chest, only to see that his chest was lit up with nine star-like patterns, like a valve to close his power, his skull staff had been inserted into his chest, and now he was forced out by Jiuxing, he looked in pain, screaming, and a low roar came from his throat.
"Senior brother, you see, this is Bao Xiangu's Cold Star Sword Seal, it turns out that his roaring power was sealed by Bao Xiangu's Sword Seal!"
"I see, Liu Yanru, you don't want to be caught yet. The monk shook the golden light chain and circled around Liu Yanru a few times.
The stone and Jinghong landed from the air, and happened to be not far from Liu Yanru, Liu Yanru shouted, and probed the skull staff in his hand towards the stone, a blood-red light flew in, and went straight to the face of the stone, it happened very suddenly, everyone had no time to react, the stone saw the light coming, instinctively held the obsidian in his hand, closed his eyes, and only heard a roar, and a thunder was split under the nine heavens, and the stone was rescued. No, they didn't expect that this ordinary-looking teenager would lead down the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder!
Liu Yanru was also taken aback, but he felt the golden light chains on his body loosen, and taking advantage of the gap between not empty and distracted, he suddenly waved his staff to break the chains, and disappeared into the night. 678
Seeing that Liu Yanru had fled far away, he knew that his life should not be killed tonight, and he no longer chased after him, and the surrounding gradually restored the quiet in the mountains, Shi and Jinghong were both frightened, and the colorless monk turned back to the stone and said, "This little donor, what do you call it?"
"I, I, my name is Zhao Shishi. The stone was stunned, and his arm was still shaking.
Bukong and Bu Se glanced at each other, as if they had a heart in their hearts, and the Bu Se monk nodded and said, "Shi, how did you and this Buddhist disciple come here?"
Jinghong woke up from the coma, struggled to come forward and salute the two monks, he briefly introduced the matter, and led the two monks to the place where the monks of the Tianjie Temple and Bao'en Temple were buried.
The people under the grave have long since rested, and the four people in front of the grave have hurt themselves.
When the four of them left, Jinghong asked, "Divine monk, isn't this demon a demon who is said to be locked up in Xudu Mountain?"
Monk Bukong nodded and said: "Yes, back then, Bao Xiangu personally escorted him to Xudu Mountain and handed him over to Emperor Xudu for custody, but he somehow escaped, you know, there is a ghost under the jurisdiction of Emperor Xudu, and he can only enter or leave, Liu Yanru can come out of there, unless-" He didn't finish his words and stopped.
"Unless what?" Shi was also curious, he had only heard from his master that Emperor Xudu had been in charge of the ghost snake for nearly three thousand years, and there was no mistake, there were thousands of evil ghosts imprisoned in the ghost dragon, they were a huge threat to the creatures of the Three Realms, and only the Emperor Xudu and the three thousand ghosts under his command would guard the barrier between the ghost and the world-the entrance to the mountain of Xudu-the ghost gate.
Monk Bukong sighed, and then said: "Don't hide it from the two little masters, my junior brother and I guess that Liu Yanru can escape from Xudu Mountain, unless something happens to Xudu Mountain, if it is true, it is a big deal, it seems that when the matter of the White Lotus Sect passes, my junior brother and I will go to Xudu Mountain." ”
When Jinghong and Shi heard the news, they both showed expectant looks, but the Xudu Mountain was a mysterious place, not a place that ordinary cultivators could reach.
"Two little masters, I advise you to go back early, it is very dangerous to go any further. The monk persuaded.
"No, we will also go up the mountain with the monks, and I will avenge my eight senior brothers. Jinghong said firmly, not empty, not colorful, to see that Jinghong was determined, and then turned his head to look at the stone, the stone swished, and said for a long time: "I came on the order of the teacher, I have to go." ”
"Master's order?" said with a blank face: "Dare to ask which sect the little master is?"
"Maoshan Shangqing faction. Stone replied.
The colorless monk nodded, the stone in his heart fell to the ground, turned around and whispered to Senior Brother Bukong: That's right, it's him.