After entering the mountain gate, it is the mountain gate hall, according to common sense, there will be two statues of Vajra Lux in the hall, the appearance is majestic, the angry eyes are facing each other, holding the vajra pestle to deter the demons and demons. Because the King Kong on the left side opens his mouth angrily, and the King Kong on the right side closes his lips angrily, he is also called the second general of Hum Ha by the world.

However, at this time, the two King Kongs in the mountain gate hall were erased from their faces, and there was no King Kong's angry eyes, only a blank space remained, which was extremely weird.

Qingchen stood still with the Seven Kills and Slashing Spirit Sword in his hand, not looking at the two strange King Kong statues, and said indifferently: "The monk who entered the demon back then was not considered to be the pinnacle of cultivation, but he was a generation taller than me. ”

Xu Beiyou asked: "Xuanjiao was once called the Demon Gate, could it be that the monk who entered the demon abandoned the Buddha and cultivated the demon?"

Qingchen shook his head and said: "This demon is not another demon, that monk is trapped in his own inner demon, and then he was taken away by the extraterritorial demon, he is already a non-human genus, this place has been operated by him for many years, not so much a Buddhist temple, but a lair of demons and evil." ”

Xu Beiyou asked again: "In that case, why didn't Emperor Xiao completely destroy this place in the first place?"

Qingchen said flatly: "Xiao Yu himself is proficient in the way of the Heavenly Demons, he left this place, and even said that he would treat those who are destined, he must have his layout to think about, but now he can't see it really." ”

"The way of the predecessors is to be the first in the world, can't the predecessors be counted?" Xu Beiyou asked half-curiously, half-jokingly.

Qingchen shook his head and said: "It is a matter of national fortune and human emperor, it cannot be easily contaminated, if it is forcibly occupied, it will hurt the Tao, and it will damage the qi." ”

Just as the two were talking, a pitch-black face suddenly appeared on the faces of the two King Kong statues that had been smoothed out, with a strange smile, which was somewhat similar to the Heavenly Demon Appearance that Li Qingyu had used.

Without Qingchen's move, Xu Beiyou had already made a move, only to see a flash of red light, but an evil sword appeared in his hand.

The twelve swords of the Sword Sect are different and mysterious, and in the current environment, the Yin Xuan Ming and the overly heavy Chi Lian are not very suitable, but the evil that is not powerful on weekdays is the most suitable.

But the evil sword, the night of the coercion, not the charm, there are demons, see it, and the previous in the Dunhuang Thousand Buddha Caves soaked for many years, carrying a point of Buddha gas, the most is to restrain the evil devil and ghost.

Xu Beiyou held it with both hands, but the evil stabbed into the ground in front of him.

A sonorous sword roar resounded throughout the entire mountain gate hall.

With Xu Beiyou as the center of the circle, a circle of sword qi shot outward.

The two Vajra statues were swept by the sword qi, and countless cracks appeared in an instant, and a moment later, with a rumbling sound, they turned into rubble and wreckage all over the ground.

Qingchen nodded slightly and continued to walk forward.

After the mountain gate hall, there are bells, drums on the second floor opposite, the left is the bell tower, the right is the drum tower, the bell is struck first in the morning, the drum is corresponding, the drum is struck first in the evening, the bell is corresponding, this is the so-called morning bell and dusk drum.

It stands to reason that there should be no one in the bell and drum tower at this time, but after the two came to the front of the building, a loud and mighty bell sounded in the bell tower.

Xu Beiyou looked up and saw a faint figure in the bell tower struggling to hit the bell, one after another.

As if feeling Xu Beiyou's gaze, the figure in the bell tower paused slightly and then stopped his movements, strode out of the bell tower, and looked down at the two of them condescendingly.

This person was a tall monk dressed in gray and yellow monk's robes, eight feet tall, with muscles and beard, eyes like copper bells, and the skin around him was red and purple.

Qingchen seemed to have expected it, and he didn't feel anything other than that, and explained: "This person should have been a disciple of the old monk before his death, and he was impregnated by demonic qi and death all the year round, and he became like a non-human and non-ghost like today, and his cultivation is probably the first to enter the realm of earth immortals, which is nothing." ”

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Xu Beiyou didn't speak, leaned forward slightly, and began to run towards the bell tower.

His sword intent instantly climbed to the peak.

So much so that Qingchen took a step sideways slightly, unwilling to stop his edge.

Xu Beiyou swept Changhong like this, and rushed to within three feet of the monk's side in the blink of an eye.

A sword.

With a flurry of sparks and screeching sounds.

The monk was knocked out upside down, his back shattering the wall of the bell tower behind him, and his body tumbling in the air before finally crashing to the ground, smashing into a cobweb-like crack.

Xu Beiyou was unforgiving, and another sword fell from the sky, and he was about to put the monk to death in one go.

As soon as the monk stood up, he was pierced through the heart by this sword, but he was immortal, holding the sword body with both hands, the flesh and blood in his palms were blurred, and his eyes were cold.

Xu Beiyou was indifferent and withdrew his long sword inch by inch, allowing the blade to cut off all the ten fingers of the monk, which was extremely bloody.

The monk roared angrily, his eyes were red, and his forehead was bruised.

The next moment, between him and Xu Beiyou, countless qi engines exploded.

Xu Beiyou's figure retreated sharply, and the red sword qi fell like rain, almost obscuring his vision.

The monk was like a brute bull, rampage, indifferent to the addition of sword energy, and went straight to Xu Beiyou.

Xu Beiyou suddenly stopped retreating, and all the sword qi converged towards him, erecting a wall composed of countless flowing sword qi in front of him.

The monk slammed his head against the wall, the earth shook like the sky, the wall collapsed, and the sword qi flowed in a chaotic manner, but the monk's heavenly spirit bones were also cut off by the sword qi, revealing an empty space under it.

Xu Beiyou's face changed slightly, not afraid, but a little disgusting.

The monk had no brains in his head, only a dark aura that kept tumbling.

The monk didn't care, raised his head and let out a hysterical roar, and began to sprint towards Xu Beiyou again.

Xu Beiyou did not retreat but advanced, floated away, and hit the monk's chest with his backhand with the head of the sword.

Sword Fourteen, Cang Thunder Shock.

The sword intent resonates, with heaven and earth as the big drum, with the green edge in the hand as the drumstick, the drum sound between the heaven and the earth is the thunder!

Xu Beiyou has long been familiar with this sword.

The power of a shock instantly passed through the surface of the monk's body and to the internal organs, shaking back and forth for 500 miles.

A dull thunder sounded in the monk's body, and he staggered backwards, countless tiny cracks opened on the surface of his body, and blood continued to seep out.

Xu Beiyou took another step forward, flicked his wrist, and changed to the tip of the sword.

The monk's feet were still rooted in the earth, but his body slid backwards dozens of feet, leaving two deep furrows in the ground.

Xu Beiyou remembered the scene outside Dunhuang City for no reason, and the blood guards of the Dark Guard Mansion were also so fierce, but the result was understated by the master, although Xu Beiyou did not have the master's cultivation realm that day, but it was definitely not the young man who could only watch the battle from the sidelines before.

Xu Beiyou gently rubbed the hilt of the sword with his thumb and index finger, smiled, and whispered to himself: "Master, please look at this sword." ”

As he finished speaking, he took another step forward, and was already within three feet of the monk.

The green edge in his hand is no more than three feet.

Guan Xianchen once said that within three feet in front of him, he was invincible in the world.

A sword was handed out, and the sword aura was permeated.

All corners are sword qi.

The sword aura is cold, and the name is lifeless.

With Xu Beiyou's foothold as the center of the circle, countless sword qi circulated, not only dissipating the dead qi around the body, but also like a great river surrounding the city, constituting an inescapable sword qi cage.

This is the seventeenth of swords.

The monk who was trapped in it had no way to escape, and could only watch as countless sword qi continued to crash into his body, like a leech burrowing into his body, fleeting.

A moment later, his whole body was completely gone, leaving no trace.