Seeing that King Cangjie was about to pocket the treasures in Taishan's belly, Pang Xian and the others could no longer sit idly by. In particular, the frequent appearance of different scenes in the clouds is clearly related to the number of Chinese gas.

At the moment, several people escaped and merged in one place, the light was brilliant, the glow was shining, and in the strong sound of breaking the air, the rainbow was like a leak, and it shot straight into the mandala with a forest of banners.

With an earth-shattering thunderbolt, the golden light scurried around, like ten thousand dragons and snakes swimming away, and the demon flags in front of them had been burned to ashes by the raging fire.

Several lamas fell into the void, their eyebrows were white and their eyes were round, showing panic, and they staggered backwards in panic, and they were extremely embarrassed in the field.

"How daring!"

A broken cry was like thunder and anger, King Cangjie sat in the middle of the mandala, his face was red, heavier than blood, "Xiaoxiao wants to spoil my good deeds, let you come today!"

The old Dharma King had made all the preparations for this trip, and the altars laid by the three thousand disciples were blended with each other, and the spiritual power was dense with the void. I saw that his hands were sealed, as if there was great resistance, and his line was extremely slow, as if pushing the sun and moon tides to go, pointing to the sky with one hand, drawing the ground with the other, the spiritual tide was surging, and the golden talisman of 10,000 characters shone into the sea.

"All beings are ignorant, Vajra Dharma Realm, stand!"

Under the blue sky and white sun, Mount Tai is at the top of the mountain, there are thousands of rays of light, a towering divine peak is condensed like the substance, it sinks and rises in the sea of clouds, and the sacrificial macro sound permeates the sky and the earth. The shadows below are full of shadows, and the divine flags are swaggering, and they are urged by the seal of the King of Cangjie, blooming with immeasurable light. The top and bottom reflect each other, and suddenly become an unprecedented spectacle in ancient times, which makes people's hearts sway, and they are fascinated by it.

Wuyue Sanren Qiu Kui is in harmony with Xuanyin Jian's heart, like a white dragon, cutting the tail and moving, the cold light is shining, the air is cold, and it is just like a dragon parade for a while. With each swing, several demon monks were knocked into the air.

Just as he was exerting his might, wanting to disrupt the battle of the monks, he suddenly heard a "boom" earth-shattering earthquake, and his eyes were crimson, and countless fire snakes rose. Suddenly, it was caught in a raging sea of fire.

This flame is not hot, and the eyebrows, beards and hairs cannot be injured, but when it is smoked head-on, I suddenly feel dizzy and spiritual. Xuanyin Jian, who was in harmony with his mind, sank suddenly, and almost lost the ability to control it.

Looking back, I saw thousands of wisps of blood-red divine flames hugging each other, and an acre of corpse lotus rose, billowing with dark qi and black smoke. On top of it stands a six-armed demon god. The complexion is indigo, he wears a crown of five skulls, a hundred and ten large rosaries of human skulls on his neck, and a yellow and white snake on his feet. The six arms all hold ritual weapons, bone bowls, white bone rosaries, corpse staffs, tridents, elephant skins, and vajra ring knives.

The blood-red glow filled the surroundings, and the fierce killing machine invaded people's skin, and Qiu Kui seemed to be about to explode all over his body. hurriedly spewed out a mouthful of five-colored essence, and Xuanyin Jian Jiaojiao contended. The silver treasure light is heavy in the sky, and it wraps around. and he lifted himself up.

"Six-armed Great Black Sky!" King Kong's angry flames faltered, reflecting Qiu Kui's face flickering, "You have survived the two Heavenly Demon Tribulations!"

No wonder he was so surprised, the earth immortal is already rare, enough to suppress a sect and a faction, if it survives the Taoist four or nine tribulations. Or subdue the demon gods of the outer way, become a land immortal, and a first-class person in the world. In and out of the green underworld, traveling all over the world, ordinary immortals want to take care of it but can't get it.

Even if you know it. King Cangjie turned his back on the Mongolian people, coordinated the belief in immortality, and was worshiped by many herdsmen, so it was not difficult to survive a great heavenly demon tribulation. However, to be able to survive the tribulation of the Taoist Four Nine Tribulations twice in a row is really superhumanly imaginable. This kind of character is rare even in the Central Plains Folin Pagoda Temple, and there are only a few people who can be compared to the three monks and two nuns.

"Hmph!" "Venerable King Cangjie showed a six-armed Great Black Heaven Law Appearance, as tall as a creation god in this Flame Vajra Dharma Realm, "It turned out that you were a defeated general, four hundred years ago you were inferior to me, and now that you have entered my dojo, life and death are even more unbearable to you!"

After that, the black light of the corpse lotus under the seat was surging, and the whole body was flooded with blood-red flames, and the six magic weapons held by the Fa Xiang shot thousands of millimeters. Among them, the bone bowl suddenly seemed to be like an active wisdom pearl, rising into the air, suddenly growing, and in the blink of an eye, it was already the size of a douxu.

"Whoa......

The sound of waves and water sounded out of thin air, and at first it was like a gurgling stream, and gradually its sound was especially better than the ups and downs of the ocean. It is like facing the magnificent and vast sea.

"Boom Boom"

It was like a heavenly river pouring down, a bloody red filth, exuding violence, anger, and terror of the river of blood pouring out from the bone bowl. Shun time is like a blood-colored dragon, dancing high-spirited, filling the Vajra Dharma Realm. The six-armed black sky law is becoming more and more hideous, like a fierce god in the world, and he is full of evil spirits.

"Ahh

Qiu Kui's heart tightened, isn't it the mountain lord's wife who is suffering?

When I looked back, I saw a round of crescent moon exuding a clear light, enveloping the Holy Mother of the Golden Needle, waving dozens of red light cables with her bare hands, straight like an electric meteor, and the wind and rain couldn't help but twist into the blood-colored river.

Recognize that the Holy Mother of the Golden Needle is responding to the enemy with the Zhenshan magic weapon Nine Wheels and the Xuannu Needle. Needless to say, the power of the Xuannu needle is unique among the sword immortals of all factions in the world, and the nine wheels are refined by the essence of Xuanyin, which is suitable for women to subdue demons and protect the way.

However, the blood contained in the bone bowl of King Cangjie is even more miraculous, it is the fierce qi of the battlefield that he has collected for hundreds of years, mixed with the blood of the wild beasts, and is the best at polluting the flying sword magic weapon of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism.

The nine wheels rotate brightly, sprinkling strips of dark yin qi, like a water curtain in front of the eaves, cleansing the bloody black light. It seems to be extremely powerful, and the qi of Xuanyin is swept away, and the blood-colored smoke is scattered. If you look closely, you can find that the blood smoke is scattered but not chaotic, condensed like a fine hair, and drills straight into the nine wheels above with the dark energy. In a short period of time, the bright moon was covered with dust and dyed with a layer of redness.

Qiu Kui secretly thought that if this continued, the Nine Wheels would have to become a stubborn stone waste. Since he couldn't bear to see the old man robbed, he hurriedly pointed his hand, Xuanyin simplified into a dragon-shaped brilliance, and his body matched with it, and he greeted the Holy Mother of the Golden Needle.

In an instant, it was like a dragon going out to sea, traveling clouds and rain, and the blood rivers outside were oppressed by it, splitting into a deep ravine.

The Five Mountains Xuangang and the Nine Wheels are blended with the pure Xuanguang, supporting a canopy, and the river of blood is surging, splashing thousands of layers of broken jade. Qiu Kui's Xuanyin is soaring, stirring so much that the blood-colored river is tumbling and boiling, and the divine power is incomparable.

At the same time, Yinshu saw that the situation was not right, the form god and the Misty Heaven Yuan Demon Banner were one, and with a shake of his body, there was no trace, as if he had never appeared before, and it was even more wonderful than the most powerful invisible immortal method.

"Huh?" "King Cangjie's eyes showed a look of surprise, "Ox Nose Wild Dao is really a bit of a Taoist. ”

Over the years, he has cultivated to be brave and brave, sat in the Altai Mountains to participate in meditation, fought with the gods and demons of the heavens for 30 years, and finally subdued the demons of the outer way, and survived the second great heavenly demon tribulation, confident that he could sweep away the old enemies of the past. I didn't expect that these defeated generals from 400 years ago would be able to support the hard fight.

Especially the dragon-shaped jade ruler in his hand, the treasure is overflowing, and it looks like a pre-ancient treasure and a treasure of Tianfu. I can't help but be greedy in my heart, in this Vajra Dharma Realm, my own dojo, I forgive them for not being able to set off much of a storm.

Behind him, the six-armed big black sky burst into a shout, and threw out the white bone rosary in his hand, shaped like a starry fall, densely scattered, suppressing the light and bright moon held up by Qiu Kui and the Golden Needle Holy Mother.

"Bang!"

With a heavy and heavy impact, Qiu Kui could still hold on, but the Holy Mother of the Golden Needle felt a sweetness in his mouth, and the nine wheels were spinning and spinning, if it weren't for the Holy Mother's best control, she almost fell into the blood-colored wave.

Wuyue scattered people secretly said bitterly, this time it was really miserable to the mountain master, Cangjie Dharma King himself is equivalent to the two tribulation of the earth immortal, and there are three thousand disciples who have tried to bless the altar, the Vajra Dharma Realm is equivalent to his dojo, the six-armed black sky is like the dominant god, his own house is shaky, difficult to resist, only hard to support.

But...... What about the mountain lord?

Yes, Yinshu covered his tracks with the magic of the Heavenly Saint, where was Pang Xian? In the face of the fierce attack of the Cangjie Fa King, he was able to calm down and not make a move to resist? (To be continued.) )