sword from heaven

Chapter 90

While he was flying with Chu Xiaoyun, he felt the memory of Zheng Xifeng in his mind.

After refining his spirit in Perishing God Mountain, he obtained the memory of Zheng Xifeng this time without any such strong sense of struggle or loss.

But he knows that it won't be like this next time. The demon is a cumulative process, and it will be a serious problem after all. To completely solve it, you need to use the Tianxin Pendant.

But the Tianxin Pendant is an untold treasure of Pudu Temple, how can it be obtained without killing the monks of Pudu Temple?

He immediately put aside this dangerous thought, and recalled the memory of Zheng Xifeng.

Zheng Xifeng actually knew about the Great Heaven Demon Orb.

He now knows that the Great Heavenly Demon Orb is actually different from the inside and the outside, divided into inner beads and outer beads.

As if there are stars beyond the bright moon.

There is only one inner bead in the Great Heavenly Demon Bead, but there are many outer beads. If you want to get the inner bead, you must start with the outer bead.

The inner pearl is hidden between heaven and earth, and can only be found through the outer pearl.

Song Yunge was in high spirits, the Great Heavenly Demon Orb he got was probably an Outer Orb!
Thinking of this, he wished he could fly back to Da Luo City and check carefully to see if it was really the outer pearl.

He walked forward, suddenly turned a corner, and changed his mind.

Chu Xiaoyun glanced at him suspiciously, but didn't say much, just followed him and continued to stay in a daze.

Song Yunge frowned and looked sideways forward, shaking his head resolutely away.

Originally, it felt dangerous, but now it feels extremely dangerous, and the level of danger is far higher than that of Zheng Xifeng.

If you rush up again, you will be sent to death.

Fortunately, the distance should be far away, so don't worry about coming over.

After turning around and running for more than twenty miles, he suddenly jumped onto a towering giant tree and put his hands together to look into the distance.

After a while, his direction turned again, and it was already at a right angle to the original direction.

Chu Xiaoyun traveled far and wide, and continued to move forward.

After passing five miles in the blink of an eye, Song Yunge suddenly stopped and grabbed the absent-minded Chu Xiaoyun.

Chu Xiaoyun looked over in doubt.

Song Yunge raised his index finger in front of his lips.

Chu Xiaoyun nodded knowingly, shut up and didn't ask any further questions, her eyes flicked here and there.

Song Yunge stretched out his hand and pressed it, signaling her to stay here and not move, while he walked forward silently.

His wide vermilion robe clings to his body, motionless, as if submerged in water, without making a sound.

After diving a mile away, he saw a middle-aged fat monk being besieged by four men in black.

The fat middle-aged monk was dressed in gray monk robes, he was shaking like in a strong wind, his fists were like hammers, fierce and domineering, but there was no sound.

The four men in black were as swift as ghosts and ghosts, and they were silent, their palms were tricky and strange, and they were hard to guard against.

Song Yunge knew at a glance that the four men in black were members of the Demon Sect, so they were silent.

The four devils besieged the middle-aged fat monk and had already gained the upper hand. The middle-aged fat monk was already in danger.

The middle-aged fat monk shouted loudly.

But no sound came out, and the sound was directly swallowed by the palms of the four men in black.

Song Yunge narrowed his eyes slightly, and recognized that the four men in black were masters of the Demon Sect Rumeng Dao.

The Rumeng Dao of the Demon Sect is known as the first way, and its status is similar to that of the Phoenix Cliff among the six sects, and its magic power is even better.

The middle-aged monk's complexion suddenly turned golden, and the skin exposed outside the monk's robe was golden yellow, like an arhat incarnate.

Immediately, the fist was stronger and faster, and the movements of the four men in black also accelerated accordingly, without losing the wind.

Song Yunge shook his head.

The middle-aged monk might not be able to hold on for too long, he should have activated some miraculous skills like the Yue Tian Jue.

The four Rumeng Dao masters are in the realm of sword saints, which is called the realm of demon saints for Momen.

The same should be true for middle-aged monks.

The monks who can fight like this are very likely to be monks from Pudu Temple.

And Pudu Temple has a heavenly heart pendant!

Song Yunge suppressed his excitement and calmed down his emotions, so as not to be eager for quick success and quick gains.

He was as motionless as the poplar next to him, quietly watching their fierce and silent fight.

The middle-aged monk's chubby face was smiling, exuding a simple and honest energy, but his shots were fierce and domineering.

It was like an iron tower falling down one after another.

And the four men in black are like the wind and like a dream, erratic and not subject to the suppression of this iron tower.

Under Song Yunge's quiet gaze, the middle-aged monk's breathing gradually became heavy, his golden face turned pale, and his movements slowed down.

Song Yunge shook his head.

If this continues, the monk will definitely be exhausted to death. Judging by the appearance of the four men in black, there is still room for energy.

In the end, it was like a net, slowly entangled the middle-aged monk, the tiger, unable to move, and let it be slaughtered.

He quickly thought about whether to wait for the middle-aged fat monk to be seriously injured and dying, or to attack now. After thinking twice, he finally let out a long howl, activated the Xiaoyao Sword Art, and the Shuxue Sword turned into a flash of light and swept towards him.

A man in black greeted him with palms like a dream.

Song Yunge felt that his eyes were blurred and he couldn't see the palm of his hand clearly.

The palm and the sword kept fighting.

The cold palm force transmitted through Shuxue Sword was purer and weirder than Song Yunge's internal force.

Song Yunge's feet were broken, and he kept releasing his strength, even so, he still felt strenuous.

The Demon Saint is really difficult to deal with, especially now that he can't mobilize the Sword Saint's vitality and his own vitality is not pure enough.

After he entangled one person, the middle-aged monk immediately relaxed, his fists slowed down, and his movements became heavier.

The three men in black barely blocked it, no longer in the previous suppressed state.

Song Yunge snorted softly, and attacked the second man in black with extremely fast speed and exquisite swordsmanship.

The Xiaoyao Sword Art is far more subtle than the Kuaizai Sword Art. With such an exquisite sword technique, the second man in black had to fight.

The previous man in black hurriedly entangled him.

Song Yunge was in a panic when dealing with the two great demon saints for a while.

He hurriedly yelled: "Master will finish those two soon!"

I saw my mouth move but didn't hear a sound.

The sound was swallowed by the invisible power of the two men in black. At this time, Song Yunge realized that there was a strange power around the two men in black.

This power is not strong and has little effect on the battle, but it is more than enough to devour the sound.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha!" ​​A long Buddha's name suddenly broke through the restraint, and sounded mightily.

Song Yunge's spirit lifted upon hearing this.

The middle-aged fat monk suddenly turned his fist into a palm, and gave a light slap.

The two palms met the palms of the men in black respectively, and the two men in black floated away like two leaves.

The middle-aged fat monk came to Song Yunge in an instant, and patted the two men in black, like two leaves flying away.

The four men in black sprayed bloody arrows in the air, then accelerated suddenly, and disappeared into the poplar forest in an instant.

"Namo Amitabha!" The fat middle-aged monk uttered the Buddha's name and sat down slowly.

Song Yunge returned the sword to the sheath: "Master is good at martial arts!"

"Thank you, benefactor!" The middle-aged fat monk sat cross-legged. After saying this, he lowered his eyes and remained motionless, as if he had passed away.

Song Yunge nodded lightly, turned around and left.

He wants to take a look at Chu Xiaoyun, so as not to be bumped into by those four demon saints who are like Meng Dao.

Luo Shiying was unreliable, so he didn't follow behind them at the moment, and was busy with other things.

"Benefactor!" The fat middle-aged monk opened his eyes, and stared at Song Yunge calmly.

"Master, wait a moment." Song Yunge waved his hand without stopping, and disappeared into the woods in an instant.

The middle-aged fat monk closed his eyes and continued to adjust his breath to heal his injuries. The golden color on his skin had already faded.

After a while, Song Yunge and Chu Xiaoyun reappeared.

The middle-aged fat monk opened his eyes peacefully, and slowly looked at Song Yunge and Chu Xiaoyun.

"Is Master better?" Song Yunge said.

The middle-aged fat monk nodded slowly, and said in harmony: "Old Na Pudu Temple is clear."

Song Yunge smiled.

As expected!
(End of this chapter)