Zhang Zhenren was a little disappointed, coughed, and said: "Okay, since Lord Zhou spoke, the old man will stay with the master for a few more days. ”

Seeing Zhang Zhenren's statement, Lord Zhou also said: "I hope that the emperor and Shi Jiren will have their own natural appearance and return safely." ”

The prince suddenly lost his mind, and muttered in his mouth: "Ji people have their own natural appearance, alas." ”

I thought that the matter had subsided, but Da Shou still didn't give up, and said: "We don't want to wait any longer, the poor monk and a few junior disciples want to enter the stone room, break the spiritual root, and rescue the emperor!"

"Bold!" Zhang Zhenren slapped the case and said angrily: "The old man looks at the face of Lord Zhou and the prince, and has repeatedly swallowed his anger, you ghost monks, don't deceive me and no one!"

Lord Zhou was very surprised, and hurriedly said: "Real people are angry, don't spoil the harmony of Hanfan." ”

Zhang Zhenren stood up, bowed to Lord Zhou, and said with a straight face: "Please forgive the old man for the crime of deception, that day in the stone room, there was no invasion of ghosts, and it was the emperor Basi Ma and these monks who wanted to snatch the spiritual root!

After Zhang Zhenren finished speaking, he stood with his sleeves brushed up, staring at the monk with cold eyes, he saw that the monk refused to give up, and was forced to tear his face.

Lord Zhou looked at the monk in surprise and said, "Master Dashou, is there such a thing?"

Wang Gonggong was a little angry, pointed at the monk and said: "It turns out that you were the ones who pretended to be gods and ghosts that day?

Da Shou disagreed, and said lightly: "Zhang Zhenren, you are highly respected, you have a lot of money, don't spew blood, you said that we want to snatch the spiritual root, and we have attracted resentful ghosts to stir up Zhaijiao before, is there any evidence?"

Zhang Zhenren naturally couldn't come up with evidence, sneered, and said, "Our elders of Lingyun Temple have fought with you, and they are the evidence!"

"Hahahaha!" Da Shou and several junior disciples laughed arrogantly and said: "It turns out that the first Taoist temple in the world is actually bullying people like this, how can it convince the people of the world!"

Zhang Zhenren also ignored the dissuasion of Lord Zhou and Yuandong Zhenren, and said proudly: "Since this is the case, it is useless to say more, please, the old man will ask the masters for a few tricks!"

The eight monks clasped their hands together and chanted loudly: "Om, man, please!"

Outside the Liuding Stone, everyone stood around Zhang Zhenren and the eight monks.

Zhang Zhenren stood with his sword in his hand, and said loudly: "Today, Lord Zhou and Wang Gonggong will testify, if the old man loses to you, this gate is allowed to enter and exit, if the old man is lucky to win, please leave Lingyun Temple immediately!"

Seeing that the matter had come to this point, Lord Zhou and the prince didn't say much, standing aside and waiting for the changes.

Da Shou and the seven juniors have decided that they will die today to repay their teacher's kindness, fight for the last drop of blood, and take the last breath, and destroy the spiritual root of heaven and earth.

The masters and apprentices of the Lingyun audience all gritted their teeth, and they all wanted to unload the monk into eight pieces and then quickly, but they were afraid of Lord Zhou and the soldiers accompanying him, so they did not dare to make a mistake.

Eight monks stood around Zhang Zhenren.

"Offended!" Da Shou shouted, leaned over and recited the incantation, a gust of wind behind him got up early, sacrificed the demon flag, only to hear the ghost crying wolf howl, the ghost screamed, in the gust of yin wind, the seven monks also sacrificed the magic weapon, the soul gathering bell, the god mastiff stick, the flying fork, the holy blood bead, the soul hook bottle, the splitting axe, and the demon slashing knife flew in the air, and an ink-like dark cloud gushed out of nowhere, covering the originally sunny sky.

The demon flag, the yin qi is out of the dust, and the soul is dragged into the ghost pass.

Gathering soul bell, a bell rings Wanyinping, and the wandering soul is silent.

The god mastiff stick, sweeping the mountains and rivers over Kunlun, the heaven and the earth hang upside down.

Flying Fork, nine days of ice and cold reflecting the moon, killing souls and killing thousands of people.

The holy blood bead originally came from the sea of blood, and it was refined to have no life and no death.

Hook the soul bottle, non-pottery, non-porcelain Tibetan dansha, gods and ghosts once they meet the name of the disciple.

Splitting the ghost axe, the blood blade broke through the netherworld, and the ghost blade drew a path to heaven.

The demon slashing knife, the golden light flashes and the head is broken, if it is farther than Huangquan Road.

The eight magic weapons moved in the wind, colorful, listed in the air, surrounded Zhang Zhenren, the ghost wind gusted, the yin qi was pressing, and the people outside the circle were shocked, unable to resist the strong yin wind, they retreated one after another, making a mess, and even the disciples of Lingyunguan could not stand firm.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhenren lifted the oolong sword upside down, slashed to the ground, only to see a golden light after the earth and rocks flew down, turning up a deep ravine, he recited a mantra in his mouth, stepped on the twenty-eight Xuanwu star position under his feet, pinched the decision in his hand, and used the sword book talisman to write a ten thousand spirit talisman under the book, the talisman everywhere, countless spirits continued to gush out from the ravine, turned into golden light attached to the sword body, and the sword body was full of light and scorching eyes.

Zhang Zhenren easily did not know how to summon the earth spirits, just because he saw that the eight evil treasures of the Western Regions were huge, and this battle was related to the spiritual root of heaven and earth, and the stakes were very important, so he had to take the risk of being devoured by the spirits and summon all the spirits to help.

Eight evil treasures circled around Zhang Zhenren for a while, after a roar in the yin wind, the evil treasures exerted their strength, lightning and thunder for a while, roaring and wailing, as if there were thousands of ghosts to gather, and the demons came out together, so shocked that people trembled, just wanting to run.

Except for the Lingyun Spectators, the others were already so frightened that they covered their faces and dodged, and Lord Zhou and Wang Gonggong also hid behind a wall, just in case.

The oolong sword drank enough golden light, the sword body lit up, and flew out of Zhang Zhenren's hand, like a golden dragon, wandering between the eight evil treasures, the evil treasure ghost qi shrouded, the sword golden light protected the body, the ghost shadow was heavy, the sword body was as bright as the sun, the yin wind gusted, and the sword blade was blazing like a flame.

The oolong sword is not a mortal thing, and there are all the spirits to help, just listen to a few crisp sounds, the oolong sword will knock down the eight evil treasures to the ground, the sword is golden, back to Zhang Zhenren's hands.

The eight monks saw the treasure on the ground, knew that it was not good, it was time to sacrifice the killer weapon, so they sat down cross-legged, folded their hands, chanted a mantra in their mouths, eight people formed a circle, trapped Zhang Zhenren in the center of the circle, black gas gushed out from the monk's body, connected into a piece, in the black gas, jumped out of eight mastiff demon Yin Spirit, the body is like a mountain, the body is red, the eyes are on fire, the mouth is spitting smoke, around Zhang Zhenren circled and roared, opened the huge mouth, the roar was like an earthquake, the roof tiles fell, the trees were broken, and the disciples of Lingyunguan also avoided one after another, and the surroundings were as eerie as hell。

The oolong sword was not afraid at all, jumped up angrily, like a sharp arrow shot out, straight to the face of a mastiff demon, the mastiff demon saw the sword flying, opened his mouth to catch it, the sword pierced straight in, the mastiff demon turned into a puff of black smoke, after the sword passed, the black smoke reunited as a mastiff demon, roared and roared, and was not hurt at all, the oolong sword shuttled for a while, and the eight mastiff arrays were not damaged, and there was more and more intention to counterattack.