hey demon

Chapter 303

In the secret territory, a terrifying wave of power was set off, and the original ban quietly dissipated.

"Amitabha!"

Immovable as a mountain, guarding a dozen or so cultivators behind him, looking at the area where the ghostly aura was raging, the little monk chanted a Buddha's name in a low voice.

"The ban on the secret realm has been lifted, some benefactors, let's go!"

Turning around, looking at the dozens of immortal cultivators who were still in shock, the little monk spoke.

"Thank you, Master!"

Hearing this, they glanced at the area where the ghostly aura was raging, and everyone fled out in a hurry.

At the same time, after discovering the fact that the ban on the secret realm was lifted, many immortal cultivators who survived by chance ran out desperately. They were really scared.

After watching the dozen or so immortal cultivators go away, he turned his gaze to the area where the ghost aura was raging again, and a light flashed in the little monk's eyes.

"It turns out that my fate should be here."

The six-tusk white jade elephant is put away, its body is covered with golden light, there is a Buddhist voice chanting, and its magical feet are moving, one step forward, the figure of the little monk disappears.

The Zen Heart Sha, the Buddhist Secret Earth Sha, is not included in the 72 earth evil spirits, but its quality is extremely high, not inferior to any kind of evil spirit, but its birth conditions are extremely special, and it is possible to be born only when a great virtuous monk passes away.

It pays great attention to the tempering of the soul. To smelt this kind of evil spirit, one must have great awareness, otherwise it will be difficult to stimulate its magic, which is just ordinary evil spirit.

Of course, if it can be done, its miraculousness is also extraordinary, and it can give birth to a very powerful earth magic technique, the most famous of which is the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, and the magic foot power is one of them. can be blocked.

"Is this Dan Fang?"

Parting the wave of ghost energy, Zhang Chunyi stretched out his hand, and took a piece of animal skin exuding an ancient aura into his hand.

Putting the things away, without looking carefully, following the extremely vague induction, Zhang Chunyi went to another place, where a wave of ghosts swept over him, and his induction power was weakened a lot here.

"right here."

Sensing something, he waved his sleeves, and a torrent of fiery flames swept out, sweeping away Yin Xie, and Zhang Chun grabbed a broken jade box with one hand.

This jade box originally had powerful sealing power, but it has been damaged now, and inside it is a piece of green jade slip that exudes an ancient atmosphere.

But at this moment, a cold light flickered, and a gust of piercing sword energy came from nothingness, directly cutting Zhang Chunyi's vest.

Aware of such a scene, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly.

The cross-sea Jinpeng blew himself up, and a wave of ghost energy swept across the world. Here, his sensory ability was suppressed. The visitor obviously had a good breath-holding method, and he even used this environment to hide his perception.

However, although there was an edge behind him, Zhang Chunyi didn't panic at all, because the strength of the visitor was really weaker.

"Green Hairpin Sword Lu Ping?"

Keeping moving his hands, grabbing the piece of jade slip, Zhang Chun had a rough guess about the identity of the person who made the move.

Lu Ping, a casual cultivator, has the cultivation base of the three Yin gods. He once joined forces with Zhang Lingyuan to promote the opening of the Tianpeng Secret Realm. He has a lot of fame in the South China Sea, and his iconic monster is a jade hairpin demon, known as With the power of flying swords, he has cut countless monsters.

Seeing Zhang Chunyi's behavior, the middle-aged male monk with a soft face, wearing a blue cassock and a golden hair crown, flashed a gleam of joy in his eyes.

When Zhang Lingyuan approached him to put pressure on the Whale King Sect and other forces, he had doubts in his heart, and some abnormal behaviors of Zhang Lingyuan later confirmed his guess, so he never let go of his attention to this secret realm.

After realizing that there was something abnormal in this secret realm, he rushed over immediately. If it was something else, it would be fine, but that piece of jade slip is most likely the inheritance left by the real Tianpeng, so even if he detects Zhang Chunyi's The strength is not weak, he still shot decisively.

But at this moment, the crisp sound of sword chant resounded, the piercing murderous intent filled the air, his mind was frozen, and a bloody sword light manifested, coming first after the attack, and slashed straight at the jade hairpin demon who was piercing.

Tsk, the blood light is rippling, the blue light is clear, the two are separated at the touch of a touch, the jade hairpin demon who claims to have the power of a flying sword is directly divided into two by Wusheng, compared to the jade hairpin demon that is not worthy of the name, Wusheng is the real thing Flying sword.

Hum, the cultivation base has broken through, and the murderous intent in his heart is full. After beheading the jade hairpin demon with a cultivation base of 500 years, the sword momentum continued, and Wu Sheng slashed straight at Lu Ping in the distance.

The light of the sword was sharp, facing the Wusheng Sword with a cultivation base of 500 years, Lu Ping, the three-refined yin god, had no power to resist, and all his struggles became futile, and he was directly divided into two.

But at this moment, the blade of the sword buzzed, but Wusheng sensed something was wrong.

Hum, the sword chant soared into the sky, evolving into a scene of howling ghosts and howling gods. Compared with before, at this moment, Wu Sheng's supernatural powers were even more powerful, and vaguely outlined the shadows of ghosts and gods.

Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuku whouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whoosh, shaking the soul, covering a very long distance, and with little ripples appearing, a hidden figure emerged. Its face was pale and there was a trace of unconcealable fear in its eyes. Lu Ping, while a green lotus leaf floated above his head, scattering the cold moonlight, like a dream.

Forced out of Lu Ping's real body, the murderous intent in his heart became even worse, without the slightest hesitation, Wu Sheng once again slashed down with his sword.

When the sword falls, the body dies. The lotus leaf demon with 3000 years of cultivation failed to bring any vitality to Lu Ping, but because of Zhang Chunyi's request, Wusheng did not kill Lu Ping's Yin God, but Chop it into pieces.

Feeling the feedback from the Yuantu Dharma Seed, and having endured the baptism of blood, Wu Shengjian finally calmed down the murderous intent in his heart, and at this time, Zhang Chunyi finally took the piece of jade slip into his pocket.

At the same time, under the faint golden light, the figure of the little monk emerged.

"Amitabha, it seems that this thing has not enough fate with me."

Seeing the jade slip in Zhang Chunyi's hands, the little monk's eyes flashed with regret, but although he was regretful, he had no intention of snatching it.

Hearing this, Zhang Chun took a look at the little monk, and then put away all the things left by Lu Ping, including his Yinshen fragments.

"It seems that you have gained a lot, little monk."

Turning his eyes to the little monk, looking at the egg hiding behind him, Zhang Chunyi spoke.

On this egg, he felt an aura similar to that of the Cross-sea Jinpeng. Although this egg had not yet hatched, its consciousness had awakened, and it could even show some simple miracles, such as shrinking its size, which was extraordinary.

"Amitabha, this thing is destined for the poor monk, but if you really want it, it's not impossible to give it to a fellow Taoist. It should be a good relationship."

Putting his hands together, the distressed expression on his brows and eyes faded slightly, and meeting Zhang Chunyi's gaze, the little monk spoke, his words were full of sincerity.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi was quite surprised. This egg was left by the cross-sea Jinpeng. Judging from its current performance, it was destined to be extraordinary. There is a high probability that it is a superior root bone, and it is not impossible to even give birth to a fairy root bone. This kind of treasure is free to give away?
(End of this chapter)