Chapter 355: The Ghost in the Fu
The old Taoist priest is a master of Fu Dao, and the old Taoist priest is the city lord of Qingfu City, and the old Taoist priest has drawn a lot of Fu ......
It turns out that Qingfu City is a talisman.
With a city as a talisman, it is naturally not a simple attempt to lure one or two people to climb the tower to enter the city so that they can be attacked and killed, and the old Taoist priest drew such a talisman, which is naturally extremely important.
Xishan frowned, looking at the blue light that was rising everywhere in this Qingfu City, and suddenly understood why Qingtianjun didn't completely take this Qingfu City into his hands even if he won back then.
It turns out that there is such a thing.
With the city as a talisman, I think there are not many talismans in the world, and everyone will have such a big deal.
Xishan clenched the hilt of the knife, looked at the green light in the city, and thought about whether to kill the old Taoist first, if this talisman was completely stimulated, it would not be difficult to deal with it, but it should leave the old Taoist a lot of time to breathe.
Monks of their realm often don't need much time to judge things.
As soon as the thought was born, it was a knife that slashed out towards the old Taoist.
The blood-colored sword light even overshadowed the blue light in the city for a moment.
There was originally a lot of fog in Qingfu City, and the blue light was faintly visible in the fog, which was not bright.
When this blood-colored sword light was born, it was quickly suppressed.
The incomparable domineering knife directly blasted the old Taoist priest who sacrificed the demon bell again.
There are more and more cracks on the demon bell.
Even if this saint relic survived today, its power would be greatly diminished.
The old Taoist priest floated to the shore, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood was swallowed by him, and then he still looked at the empty West Mountain indifferently as always.
"The poor road of this talisman to the city as the base, to the alley as the pen and ink, to draw this amazing talisman, originally thought that there is no second person in this world has the honor to see the whole picture, I can't think of before you die, there will be a chance to see a few times, but the West Mountain without you, I am afraid that the emperor will be delayed for thousands of years. ”
Nishiyama's face was expressionless, but the hand holding the hilt of the knife tightened a little.
His previous sword had completely destroyed the old Daoist's combat power, but it had not been able to prevent the talisman from being activated.
The current Qingfu City is like a cage, it has trapped him inside, and that distant aura has been pressed towards him, this talisman should not only have the effect of trapping him.
Xishan paused, and then swept towards a certain place in the city, and at the same time a knife was swung out.
A quaint restaurant was completely cut open by this knife, broken wood and fine stones exploded everywhere, smoke and dust everywhere, this knife went down, and even broke the street into a big hole, and it seems that it is still because of Xishan's strength, otherwise I don't know how much this city will be broken.
A cyan rune paper lay quietly at the bottom of the pit.
Xishan stood by the pit with a knife and glanced at the rune paper, which burned up.
The figure of Xishan flashed away.
When it reappeared, it was in front of a tall building.
Another knife.
A tall building collapsed.
There was also a deep pit, and there was still a cyan rune paper in the pit.
Xishan is not able to pass through the Fu Dao, but if the cultivation of this kind of thing, if the realm is high to a certain level, even if you don't understand something, you won't understand anything.
Since Qingfu City is a talisman, Xishan only needs to sense the nodes on those talismans and destroy them, which has a great chance of invalidating this talisman.
Even so, Xishan went to many places, made many knives, made many deep pits, and found many green talismans.
But when he returned to the shore, although his brows were not furrowed, his expression was very indifferent, and there was some abruptness.
"Since it is a symbol that has been drawn for many years, and since it is the most proud symbol, it should be different from other symbols, and those nodes are fake. ”
This is the conclusion reached by Nishiyama.
The old Taoist priest shook his head, "The node is true, but the poor Dao has written 10,000 talismans." ”
No matter how many Fu is written, there will always be the most important ones, but those few are mixed in ten thousand, and it is always difficult to find.
Nishiyama asked, "Who are you drawing this talisman for?"
Who is worthy of a monk who ascends the tower realm, and if these countless times are drawn, Xishan will not think that he is a monk of the Canghai realm, because the monk of that realm is not something that the old Taoist priest can defeat by relying on the accumulation of time.
But if it is an ordinary climb, is it worth the old Taoist priest's efforts?
"Xishan is the first emperor clan, it has existed for a long time, and it knows so many secrets, which is not comparable to other races, you know that it is normal, and it is normal to come and take it, but the big demon of your Xishan didn't tell you that this city was built for him?"
Xishan felt the coercion of Qingfu City, thought about these words of the old Taoist priest, and asked calmly: "Can this talisman really stop me?"
The old Taoist priest spread his hands, "Try it." ”
Xishan squinted, and the long knife in his hand lingered with red light.
"I'm going to have to kill you before I get out of town. ”
Xishan turned his head to look at the old Taoist.
The old Taoist priest looked flat, and said with a smile, "Poor Dao will not escape death today." ”
Xishan was silent, and swung a knife at the old Taoist, easily penetrating the old Taoist's body.
The old Taoist priest closed his eyes and then collapsed.
The body turned into blue light and disappeared into the city.
After beheading the old Taoist, Xishan turned his head to look at the sky.
A body of qi has climbed to the peak, and it is rumored in the world that he is half a step into the sea, which is actually a bit exaggerated, but in fact it is not far off.
With a tap on his tiptoes, he left the shore and headed towards the canopy, slashing with a swing of his sword.
The blood-red sword light has appeared here for the first time today.
It's just that the knife that was invincible before has not been able to cut through the canopy now.
When he met the cyan canopy, the sword light immediately dissipated.
Nishiyama swung his knife again.
A hundred-foot-long sword appeared.
Xishan's momentum reached its peak, his long blood-red hair moved with the wind, and the knife in his hand was also red.
He roared in anger and slashed at the canopy again.
"Ahh
......
......
"Squeak......
An eerie voice rang out in the city.
Then the whole city began to shake, and the fog that had already converged before filled wildly.
All the mist poured into an ancient well.
In that ancient well that I don't know how deep.
It's full of darkness.
In the darkness, someone opened their eyes.
Countless violent qi surged out of the man's body.
Then he stood up.
As he stood up, it was as if a city had been lifted.
It was also as he stood up that the city-based talisman suddenly became much more powerful.
directly pressed the knife back of Xishan.
Xishan spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face flushed.
The hand holding the knife has already burst into the tiger's mouth.
He looked into the distance with a somewhat confused expression, not only feeling the qi, but also feeling an extraordinary aura.