magic door player

Chapter 69 The Demon Monk
Lu Shaoyu quickly sacrificed a talisman, his body turned into golden light, and suddenly retreated.

boom!
The talisman exploded suddenly.

The dazzling golden light swept away everything with a destructive and terrifying power.

The talisman that Jindan Daxiu personally refined had a terrifying power.

however.

Under the light of the pure glass lamp, everything is safe and sound.

Hui Ding recited the Buddha's name, watched Lu Shaoyu leave, and asked lightly, "Why is this trouble, Fellow Daoist Lu?"

The golden elixir talisman destroyed the entire mountain from the mountainside up, turning it into dust.

The wind and snow were flying all over the sky, falling around Huiding.

He closed his eyes, breathed in the cold air affectionately, and his face was fascinated.

"town!"

He sipped lightly, and he couldn't follow his words.

A strange change suddenly took place in the entire space of the Absolute Ice Region.

Lu Shaoyu, who had fled hundreds of miles away, was about to use his secret technique to leave the ancient secret realm, but suddenly found that the void was solidified and the space nodes were lost!
"Everyone here... will become the food for him to recover his mana..."

A terrible thought emerged.

Lu Shaoyu cursed inwardly for committing a crime, and quickly fled away in a golden light, disappearing in the boundless wind and snow in a blink of an eye.

Hui Ding still stood where he was, and the three cultivators of Xuanji Island, who were demonized by him, set up their escape light and flew away.

"Chi Xiaotian, the poor monk is back again."

A faint smile appeared on Huiding's face.

……

in the snow.

The three monks of the Demon Talisman Sect were flying together, but were suddenly stopped by a ray of light.

"It's a cultivator from Xuanji Island!"

The three recognized the cultivator on the opposite side, and after looking at each other, they had a tacit understanding, and they all started together.

The cultivator from Xuanji Island smiled slightly, his figure swayed, and he appeared behind a magic talisman disciple like a ghost.

He rubbed his fingers together to form a knife, and stabbed the magic talisman disciple in the back in an instant.

Black mist swirls around, and the magic talisman disciples are surrounded in the blink of an eye.

Then, he did the same thing again, approaching the remaining two with his unfathomable movements, and poisoned his hands.

Three clouds of black mist rolled in the air.

Not long after, the black mist slowly dissipated.

The three magic talisman disciples showed exactly the same gentle smiles on their faces, folded their hands together and recited: "Amitabha."

The sound fell, and the three of them flew in different directions.

……

The same scene was staged in each of the secret realms.

The disciples of Zhenyang Sect, Tianhai Sect, Mofu Sect, and the least number of Hehuan Sect were all infected.

On a vast plain.

Pang Zeyao, a true disciple of Tianhaizong, was surrounded by more than a dozen Moran monks.

Among these monks, four of them are fellows of the Tianhai Sect.

"Your Excellency, is this going to be an enemy of the world?!"

Pang Zeyao was wearing a blue cassock and a high crown on his head. Relying on his mighty mana, he blocked the attacks of more than a dozen people.

No matter what!

These demon-stained monks have turned their mana from decay into magic, becoming strange and unpredictable, and their combat power has greatly improved!
Even he was almost restrained.

"Fellow Daoist Pang, you are so talented, why don't you join the poor monk and participate in the Dao together?"

The facial expressions of more than a dozen monks were uniform, and their voices and tones were exactly the same.

It's creepy to hear.

"I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

As soon as Pang Zeyao pushed the high crown on his head, a stream of fresh air gushed out from the top of his head, suddenly divided into three figures, and attacked the cultivator Moran.

The Moran monks laughed and said: "What a magic weapon, it can actually replicate the technique of turning one energy into three cleanses. Although it has flaws, it is not as powerful as that magical power, but it is already extraordinary!"

Pang Zeyao let out a cold snort, and the brilliance of the monstrous water curtain gushed out from his body, connecting with the three avatars, powerful and mighty, instantly suppressing more than a dozen monks!
His own figure flickered, turned into a misty water light, fell into the thick snow, and disappeared quietly.

After a while.

The water curtain brilliance shattered.

More than a dozen magic dyed monks flew out and scattered away.

……

In a mountain depression.

Shen Tuhao held the Shark Tooth Flame Blade and severed a monk into two pieces.

He looked solemnly and looked around.

On the surrounding snow, eight corpses were burning with flames, swaying in the wind and snow.

All the fellow disciples in the past were stained by demons.

Then he was beheaded by himself.

He stuck the shark tooth away from the flame blade on the ground, and repeatedly used the secret technique of leaving, but it was still in vain.

The large formation anchoring the ancient secret realm from the outside world seemed to be disturbed by a strange force, which made him lose his senses completely.

As a Daoist monk, he is far from breaking the void and leaving the secret realm directly.

A gust of cold wind hit, forming white frost on his shoulders.

"The cold wave is coming..."

Shen Tuhao's eyes flickered, thinking about how to survive.

……

the top of a mountain.

Three women surrounded a stunning beauty, surrounded by black mist, trying to infect the woman.

"Benefactor Yuan, the poor monk is very good at the joy of meditation, why don't you go to the place of the poor monk's deity and participate in the wonderful method together?"

The three women spoke in unison, unhurriedly, with a sense of temptation.

Yuan Ziyi showed a pitiful look on his face like a fish falling into a wild goose, begging for mercy: "Senior has great powers, can you spare this junior?"

A jade tower hangs above her head, spewing out streams of dark yellow smoke, blocking the black mist of the turnover.

Not only that, even the attacks of the three demon-dyed Hehuan Sect nuns couldn't break through the black smoke.

Yuan Ziyi urged the magic weapon with all his strength, but he had no energy left to break through.

caught in a dilemma.

at this time.

In the distant sky, amidst the boundless wind and snow, a flame flashed.

Then.

Three domineering and unparalleled sword lights came across the sky, landed on the three women, and immediately cut one of them in two!
call!
A huge group of flames roared and hovered over the top of the mountain.

I saw a three-foot-tall giant walking out of it, holding a shark-tooth monster blade, with a majestic momentum, emitting an astonishingly scorching heat.

"Sister of the Hehuan Sect, the demon monk is raging, how about you and I join hands?"

Yuan Ziyi smiled sweetly, standing with Shen Tuhao in a graceful figure, like a child.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Shentu of the True Yang Sect, thank you for saving me!"

Shen Tuhao's eyes were bright, he looked at the jade tower above Yuan Ziyi's head, and asked, "This magic weapon of yours can resist the cold wave?"

"What does Senior Brother Shentu mean?"

Yuan Ziyi showed a look of vigilance.

Shen Tuhao said in a deep voice: "Right now the secret place is blocked by the demon monk, it is difficult for us to get out, and the cold wave is coming, we must first find a place of refuge."

Yuan Ziyi's beautiful eyes turned, and he had a plan in mind, and said with a sweet smile: "My Xuanhuang Yunyan Building can indeed keep out the cold wave, but if you and I want to cooperate, Senior Brother Shentu, we need to make an oath, so that Junior Sister can feel at ease .”

"It's up to you!"

Shen Tuhao agreed without hesitation.

The two immediately made an oath.

After a while.

Yuan Ziyi sacrificed himself to the Xuanhuang Yunyan Building, and entered it together with Shen Tuhao.

Seeing this jade building turn in vain, it turned into the size of a grain of rice, flew away without a trace, and disappeared in the wind and snow.

……

Nine Nether Demon Sect Remains Mansion.

Pang Yue woke up leisurely and finished his practice.

In the originally warm and spring-like Yifu, snowflakes were also falling.

The lotus under the body is dry, and the snow and frost are condensed.

In the entire Yifu, there was a desolate and cold silence.

"The cold wave is coming..."

With a thought in his heart, he saw Ye Xue appearing not far away.

"Brother Dao, we should go back."

There was no emotion on Ye Xue's cold face.

(End of this chapter)