Thousands of thunder snakes and ten thousand feet of Buddha's light collided fiercely. In an instant, the small Hero Inn exploded.
Originally, everyone chose to meet at the Hero's Inn because it was a sanctuary for military strategists and could always maintain neutrality. Unexpectedly, guys who didn't play by the rules appeared one after another and started fighting.
How could the Hero's Inn, built of broken wood and leaking air everywhere, withstand the furious attacks of several eighth-grade and above masters? It collapsed almost instantly, sending smoke and dust everywhere.
Several figures rose into the air, rushed out of the dust and mist, and fought together in the air.
Sha Qian Dao's eyes were as red as blood, filled with murderous intent, waving a huge wild sky thunder knife, and he was inextricably fighting with a tall, angry-looking young monk. The monk was wearing a fighting monk's robe and looked like a king.
If you are crazy, a golden cudgel with golden light shining in your hand dances up and down like a violent wind. Every time the stick falls, the strange power contained in it is enough to lift a mountain.
This monk and Sha Qian Dao were both obviously powerful monks. They both held back their strength and didn't say a word. They just fought head-on with one stick and one sword, and the fight was full of excitement.
In mid-air not far away from them, the blue-robed young man and the Miao girl were besieging another monk together.
The blue-robed young man had an erratic figure, holding a pair of wind and thunder fans. Every time he fanned them from afar, the wind roared and thunder made the sky and the earth change color.
The Miao girl stood motionless in the void, gently waving a dark and gorgeous snake staff in her hand, commanding thousands of poisonous insects to cover the monk tightly like clouds covering the sun.
However, the monk is not an easy person, and he does not fall behind at all in a one-to-two match. The monk is young, handsome in appearance, and tall in stature. He is wearing a brocade cassock and a five-Buddha crown on his head.
Sitting high up in the sky, reciting the Mahayana mantra in his mouth, and forming the three treasures of magic in his hands, his whole body is always wrapped in the magnificent Buddha's light. No matter how the wind and thunder roar outside, and all the insects fly, it is difficult to hurt him at all. Occasionally, with a little finger, the Buddha's Dharma emerges.
, forcing the two masters of the magic sect to fly back continuously, the majesty of the Dharma fully showed the power of the Buddhist Mahayana.
Over there, everyone in the Buried Sun Sect had no time to spare. Yang Yantian took advantage of the chaos to sneak attack on Yue Lei, but was unexpectedly seen by the proprietress Zhong Liyu. Zhong Liyu, who was already furious because of the destruction of the inn, suddenly found an outlet.
There, there was a military cauldron made of an unknown material. It showed great power and forcibly covered Yang Shantian and Xijian in the shadow of the cauldron in the sky.
Yue Lei and Qin Lingyun seemed to be very confident in Zhong Liyu's strength. They did not intervene to help, but just set up formations for her from a distance.
"Killing a Thousand Swords, Shaolin Tianzu, two fighting maniacs, it's just right for them to be together; Nameless, No Poison, and Tan Hua from Daci'en Temple are both people who like to play tricks on people; Yang Yantian is too scheming.
, I deserve bad luck this time... Fight, fight, the more people die, the happier I, Ghost Thirteen, will be, Jie Jie..."
"These people are all eighth-grade masters and above. Their souls are powerful. They are suitable for us to practice ghost magic and become the main souls of the Ghost King Banner. Their corpses can also be used as waste. Men use spells to make corpse puppets, and women's corpses...
Jie Jie…”
Gui Shisan and Gui Mingzong watched the battle behind a cloud of black mist, waving the Ghost King flags, and they were enjoying watching. Suddenly, Gui Shisan's expression changed, as if he felt that something was missing, and he swept his eyes left and right, muttering in astonishment.
He murmured, "The fighting here is so lively, why is the culprit Cang Jingtian missing? Also, why are Zhao Lingxiang and Jun Xiyue gone too?"
Unfortunately, before he could think about it, a round of snow-white Zen light suddenly hit behind him. Ghost Thirteen suddenly looked back. As the Ghost King flag surged, thousands of ghosts and ghosts surged out, throwing away the snow-white Zen light that was about ten feet long.
Wrapping it up, at the same time the netherworld magic was activated, and the area within a hundred feet became dark, like a ghost.
"Jiejie, Channatha of the Buda Palace, are you here to join in the fun? Just in time, I will settle old scores with you."
After saying that, Ghost Thirteen turned into a wisp of black smoke and threw himself at the bright Zen light with a weird smile.
"Without the red lotus ring, you can't resist my tide of ghosts with just the white elephant and mandala rings..."
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On an inconspicuous mountain peak a hundred miles outside the city, Fa Hai sat on the ground and waited quietly for Jun Xiyue's arrival.
Fahai had never been interested in fighting and killing, so when the inn became chaotic, he secretly sent a message to Jun Xiyue, and then used the Earth Escape in Tianlong Light Escape to sneak out without anyone noticing.
Not long after, Jun Xiyue's pretty figure descended from the sky. Fahai stood up and stretched out his hand to take her into his arms.
"Little witch, you are so unwise. Just now, you shouldn't have stopped Sha Qian Dao at all, and you didn't even think about it, how could that tough guy hurt me?"
"Hmph, you are still complaining about me. Aren't people worried about you? The master of Sha Qian Dao, Ancestor Wan Dao, Sha Wan Dao, is a swordsman with the same reputation as my uncle and grandfather..."
"You women... forget it. What's going on with Shaolin's Tianxin Tutu and that Tan Hua from Daci'en Temple? Why are they chasing you?"
"Gee, I just wanted to take them there to cause some trouble for Yang Shantian, but I didn't expect you to be there."
"What does Yang Yantian want from you?"
"It's not the Netherworld Illusion that's causing the trouble. The Sunburial Sect has always regarded itself as the leader of the seventy-two demon sects. In addition, Yang Yantian also regards himself as the leader of the younger generation. He wants to organize us to go to the Netherworld Illusion to seize the power.
Bao kills people, this time it's just a matter of discussing how to act and how to divide the spoils."
Fahai nodded. At this moment, a stream of light suddenly flashed across the horizon. Fahai looked at it intently and couldn't help but be surprised, "I didn't expect that she also escaped?"
"Who?" Jun Xiyue, who was in Fahai's arms, felt alert as if she had an intuitive reaction.
"Zhao Lingxiang, it was she who invited me to Daxia Inn today." Fahai saw this and hurriedly confessed honestly, looking like a gentleman and magnanimously.
"Why did she ask you out? Is it because of Baili Zhi?" Jun Xiyue's beautiful eyes flashed.
"I'm afraid it's more than that. The Kongming Jade on her body is very important to me, so if we can reconcile, I don't want to offend her." After Fa Hai said that, he let go of Jun Xiyue and looked at the flowing light on the horizon with a movement in his eyes.
He said, "You go back to Xiyue Tower first, and I'll catch up with her and ask..."
"I will go with you."
"It's too eye-catching. I'll be fine by myself." Seeing Jun Xiyue's eyes twinkling, Fahai couldn't help but be speechless and shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who likes to fall in love at first sight. With the two of you, I'll be fine."
It’s troublesome enough, how can you still mess with women?”
"Humph, you're the one who's in trouble. My grandfather said that when you fall in love at first sight, it's not the love you fall in love with, but the face." Jun Xiyue said angrily.
"She's not as beautiful as you, and she looks like a white-haired girl. Why are you worried? I'm going."
"I guess you are discerning. By the way, who is the white-haired girl?"
"you guess?"
Fa Hai laughed, rose up in the air, cast a single thought of the Flying to Heaven Technique, and chased the stream of light from a distance.
"Guess your size!"
On the mountain peak, Jun Xiyue stamped her feet fiercely, twirled her delicate body, and the snowflakes flew in the air, disappearing without a trace in an instant. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)