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Chapter 1052 Turning to Yinlian

In the long river of time, the five-color thunder is raging.

"It's a bit courageous and cunning, but it's a pity that the vision is a little bit worse."

Holding the five-thunder palm sky seal in his hand, his face was slightly pale, looking at the kind-browed Taoist who was bound by the five-color thunder beams and fell unconscious on the ground, Zhang Chunyi let out a soft sigh.

At this time, there are still four demon kings around the old way of Cimei. They are a red lotus and three golden centipedes. Zhuanyinlian, the three golden centipedes are time dao monsters, centipedes with hundreds of eyes, and they can emit slow immortal light in their eyes. The more eyes, the more powerful they are.

Zhuan Yinlian has survived three catastrophes, and is the top demon emperor. The three hundred-eyed centipedes have also survived two catastrophes. They are veteran demon emperors, and their strength is not weak. Yin Lian and a centipede were seriously injured and captured, while the other two centipedes died on the spot.

After being blocked by Zhang Chunyi and knowing that the matter had been revealed, even though he knew the difference in strength between them, the old Taoist Cimei was not willing to be caught without a fight, so he used all his strength to fight to the death, and then there was no more.

In order to deal with Shi Mayfly, although Zhang Chunyi expends a lot of energy, he is not something Taoist Cimei can match.

He has cultivated four demon emperors, and it has to be said that the old Daoist Cimei is definitely not weak among the immortal gods. The true biography of the general immortal dao sect is at this level. It is a pity that although his supernatural powers are amazing, he is actually not good at killing. Facing Zhang Chunyi, who was unmoved and had mastered the five thunders, he had no power to fight back.

Even if the four demon emperors tried to buy him some time to escape, it would be useless. Hongyun and Daochu are not weak, especially Hongyun. Although he has just survived a catastrophe, he has cultivated two great supernatural powers , coupled with the blessing of the Dragon Ball, generally the top demon emperor who has mastered a triple naive supernatural power may not be its opponent.

"However, with his weird supernatural powers, it may not be impossible. Maybe it was given to him by that Buddhist friend."

As he spoke, Zhang Chunyi threw out the five thunder palm sky seal, and Zhang Chunyi collected the old Taoist kind eyebrow, the living Zhuan Yinlian and the hundred-eyed centipede into the Thunder Prison.

"My lord, it's rumored that this causal lotus has something to do with the causal golden lotus of Buddhism. It usually only appears in the Western Wilderness Buddhism. It may not be easy for this old man to own one and cultivate it to the level of the top demon emperor."

In another half month, Zhang Chun will be the first grade of Daozhong·Yue as soon as he successfully practiced.

Awakened by Zhang Chunyi, thinking that he was being played around by this kind-browed old man before, the old ghost's face sank like water.

At the beginning, the Northwest Road was massacred by the monsters in the Southern Wilderness, and the people were devastated, so his unmoved heart gave birth to anger. Now his mind is more lively, and he likes to recall more and more. However, this is not a bad thing, which means that he is far from the heartless The border is getting closer.

Seeing such a scene, Dao Chu slammed his mouth, and could only let go of his little thoughts.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly.

Eyeballs rolled around, Dao Chu had an idea in his mind, but at this moment, suppressing the anger in his heart, thinking of the suppressed Zhuan Yinlian, Suimu old ghost frowned.

"If this matter spreads out, I will lose my face."

He doesn't have much contact with Buddhism, and the middle land is relatively safe. Although there is a Buddhist inheritance of Daxue Mountain, it is actually not the mainstream. The only intersection he has with Buddhism may be the good-for-nothing little monk he met in Nanhuang.

With evil thoughts in his heart, he opened the dragon's mouth, and Daochu was about to swallow it whole, but Zhang Chunyi stopped it at the critical moment.

"For now, let's focus on Twilight."

"It is indeed possible to do what you said with the old-fashioned means of kind eyebrows. If you don't have an indifferent mind or corresponding magical powers, even a true king may be influenced by him under subtle influences. Compared with ordinary magical powers , His methods are too harmless, and people cannot afford to be on guard."

"It's time to leave."

And Daochu, who has mastered the supernatural powers of the past, extinguished the last hope of the old Taoist Cimei to escape, and it followed him like a shadow, elusive, and whenever the old Taoist Cimei wanted to escape, he would be interrupted by it.

The other party's causal technique left a deep impression on him at the beginning, but he didn't know how the little monk was doing now. With the talent he showed, there was a high probability that he would become an immortal now.

After sealing the remnants of the two demon emperors, Zhang Chunyi turned his attention to another direction.

"As for what is involved behind him, I will leave it to Montenegro to inquire."

"Master is dedicated to practice and doesn't care about common things. This old ghost has the same experience as me, and he has no face to talk about it. Only this Hongyun needs to be reminded. It likes Xianzhi very much. Maybe I can help it. Find one and take advantage of me, it will naturally have a short mouth."

When the word "friend" was mentioned, Sui Mu Laogui gritted his teeth.

There was no waves, no waves, after experiencing an extreme celestial phenomenon and two battles, the river area where Zhang Chunyi was located was completely quiet, even if there were creatures who sensed the birth of twilight, no one came to check.

As he spoke, Zhang Chunyi gathered the remnants of the two hundred-eyed centipedes into his hands.

As time went by, the orange-red sun was finally about to set, and it was shining so brightly that half of its body had been submerged in the long river of time, adding a bit of beauty to this lonely long river of time.

"His supernatural power is very interesting, and he cannot be killed for the time being."

As dusk falls, the sun disappears, the moon is not yet born, and wisps of hazy twilight quietly grow.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the dragon body swam away, looking at the old Daoist with kind eyebrows who hadn't died yet, a cold light suddenly flashed in the dark eyes of the dragon at the beginning of the dao.

Withdrawing some wandering thoughts, Zhang Chunyi shook his head.

The previous five-color thunder light was too violent, and the nearby sentient beings stayed away from this area after realizing it.

"Master, this old way can deceive people unconsciously, it is really hateful."

Compared with Sui Mu, the one who was more angry was actually Dao Chu, who did not expect that the self-proclaimed wise and powerful man would be deceived by this old Tao. If Zhang Chun hadn't woken up a bit, it would have almost become friends with this old Tao. .

There were no more accidents, and Zhang Chunyi successfully collected these twilight energy.

When the Valley of the Thousand Monsters invaded Middle Earth, there was a toad demon king who fell into the lifeless Abi Hell. He possessed a soul-searching dao-seed, which is best at searching for information and is more useful than Tongyou. It has now fallen into the hands of Heishan .

Looking at the sparkling river of time under the bright moon, Zhang Chunyi let out a soft sigh.

In the memory of the Demon Saint Jinao, there are a few caves left by the Immortal God of Time Dao and treasure lands where treasures may be bred, but this time Zhang Chunyi did not intend to explore. It would be troublesome for him now.

"Now I'm getting more and more sentimental."

As Zhang Chunyi's thought appeared, the water boat bloomed with hazy brilliance, piercing the calm surface of the long river of time.

(End of this chapter)