Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 205 Demon Power
Overcast clouds swirled, mixed with the sound of thunder rolling through the mountains.

The disciples of Juling and Lihuo joined the disciples of Tianshi Mansion and Chengyunmen who were guarding outside, and Yu Feihong looked at the swirling clouds in the sky, feeling a little anxious after all.

"Heavenly Master and all the priests, where are they now?"

"The Celestial Master and the others have already entered the magic cave."

Yu Feihong bowed his hands and thanked the Taoist priest who was setting up the formation. When he met such a Taoist monster, it was impossible to get involved with him based on his cultivation. Let alone helping, he would become a burden when he couldn't.

At this moment, he suddenly heard: "If you dare to stop me again, I will kill you—"

Turning around, in midair, a figure seemed to be riding a red cloud, and his robe flew across the forest below. Hearing his arrogant tone, Yu Feihong knew that he was definitely here to cause trouble. Regardless of the other party's advanced cultivation, he took the sword in his hand and jumped up. The long sword in his hand was controlled by mana, but this time, the old man who looked like a cloud of red clouds had a much higher level of cultivation than him. Just turning his head, what Yu Feihong saw was the sharp eyes of the other party, like a beast in the mountains Choose people and eat them.

"You daredevil, get out of here!"

As the magic sword stabbed, Yue Linyuan didn't even deviate from his body, he just raised his wide sleeve lightly, and then simply flicked it outward.

Palms and wide sleeves flicked open.

Falling into Yu Feihong's eyes, when the strong wind blows, the palm that he waved seems to instantly become as huge as reaching the sky and piercing the earth.

In the midair, there was a loud bang, followed by a bang.

The dharma sword broke, and Zhang Shuangbai spat out a mouthful of blood from the pressing palm in an instant, and fell heavily to the ground, causing a male disciple to scream and run towards me.

The dharma sword pierced the sky, flicked his sleeves, and waved his palms. It happened in a short breath. Yue Linyuan didn't stop at all, and flew straight to the back of Fengming Mountain.

In the mountain covered by lush forests, Tianshi Yin Xuanling looked at the huge demon-suppressing stone tablet, and suddenly bowed his hands, causing Chengyun, Qingxu and others to look at each other in blank dismay.

"This is not a stone stele, but the Suppressing Demon Stone Sword. Seven hundred years later, it was incarnated by several Taoist priests with low cultivation in the Tianshi Mansion. It was only when they retired seven years later that the meaning of the following inscription was deciphered. The seven Taoist priests painted all their life-long learning with mana, and even you have glimpsed it."

"Fairy Master, it seems that you are here to slay demons. Let's talk about the stone sword." Chengyun old man is not in the mood to listen to that at this time. The demonic aura is deep in the cave. I had already retreated with my sword.

Qingxu, Yuchen, and Mingguang were all talking, waiting for Yin Xuanling to speak. After a while, the celestial master with white beard and hair shook his head with a smile, then quickly turned around and walked to the entrance of the cave.

"You came too late, it's already time."

"what?"

That time, only the old Taoist was surprised, and Qing Xu, Yu Chen and others who were walking behind the Celestial Master were also so surprised that they said yes, we came here to kill the young man who has been lurking underground for many years Monster, now is the time, what should I do?

The seven people immediately looked at the celestial master, the former had a fierce expression on his face, and walked forward, when he encountered a corner and a dead end, the celestial master waved his hand tightly, and all obstacles behind his face made a rumbling sound, and moved away by himself Go, leave a straight passage leading to the deepest part.

That is the method of the seven elements other than Taoism. When it comes to the step of transforming into a god, it is already necessary to recite mantras or formulas, all with one mind.

As the stone cave and the stone wall moved in front of everyone's eyes, a flame-like color rushed over from the end of the rear, illuminating the opening at the rear of the tunnel.

A tyrannical and vicious aura swarmed in like a tidal wave. If a disciple with a higher realm entered that area, he would be restrained by that evil aura in an instant and let others slaughter him.

Yuchen and Mingguang cast Mingxin and Jingshentang spells respectively, adding a little bit of the evil spirit around them.The celestial master Yin Xuanling walked at the back with his hands behind his back, and when he reached the entrance of the cave, a narrow mountain space spread out out of everyone's sight.

A huge slit stretched out meanderingly, and an old man in a purple-gold robe was standing there, seeming to communicate with a cloud of floating red smoke, and penetrated into the old man's body bit by bit.

"Zhang Shuangbai, pay homage to the Eighth Patriarch!" After the celestial master came down, whether he opened his mouth to criticize him, or whether he asked him for his crimes, he remained polite and bowed his hands up.

Right and left, Qingxu, Chengyun Laodao and others looked at each other, and followed suit, "I've seen the Patriarch!"

"Coming? Too soon."

Here, the wispy clouds all entered the palm of the old man, he turned around hastily, looked at the few people who bowed their hands, and nodded appreciatively.

"What's your cultivation base, but you still know etiquette."

Uh……

How should Qing Xu and the others answer the words for a while, especially the old Taoist Chengyun, my first impression is that the crazy old man's naivety and madness, but compared with the old man in his eyes, it is extremely abrupt, and it is difficult to adapt to it.

"Patriarch, it's a compliment." The celestial master standing behind still had a natural expression, looking at the eighth-generation patriarch opposite, still maintaining courtesy: "... Shuangbai and others came all the way from the northern celestial master's mansion. Feeling the emergence of monsters here, does it know that Patriarch is going to release the monsters? Or does he have other plans..."

"Fulfill the promise to it back then." Yu Feihong's hair was combed in a mess at this time, with two beards and long beard fluttering, majestic and majestic, there was a slight contrast with the appearance of the crazy old man later, and there were faint red clouds floating in his eyes.

"The old man fought with it back then, saying that if it was captured, he would release it as a bet. Unfortunately, in those years, the old man has already lost. You must keep your promise."

"Patriarch, he is awake!"

The old Taoist Chengyun held his sword and stomped his feet and shouted: "What did this demon do with its promise? Today you just happened to be here too. Why don't the patriarch join hands with you to go to the bottom of the abyss and kill him."

However, the old man didn't answer me directly, but asked: "Which generation is he from Chengyun? The eight generations of patriarchs of your family have all intersected with this old man, but he is still qualified."

"He!" Old Taoist Cheng Yun's temperament was a little slow, and he was suddenly embarrassed by being said so. Although he was still blushing with embarrassment, his expression was also good-looking.

Yu Feihong turned his gaze to Qing Xu and the others.

"As for them, even the barbarians dare to kill them. With blood, they are timid, hehe...how can they cultivate?"

At the very beginning, the line of sight fell on Zhang Shuangbai, the celestial master, "hypocrisy, rushing to the idea of ​​subduing demons and eliminating demons, seeing the old man, but still covering up, wanting to kill this demon, I am afraid he can do it today, This monster is weaker than him, but now it is in the old man's body, killing it is killing you, how dare he?!"

The first sentence frightened Yan Xing and others for a moment, and they all looked at Tianshi.Yin Xuanling remained silent, and hastily raised his hand.

"Father... disciple dare!"

The last moment the words fell, the celestial master flipped his hands, and two white lights bloomed in the palms, just like wandering clouds, the first ray of morning sun revealed, instantly shining on the old man in the field of vision.

Yu Feihong stroked his beard and closed his eyes, and the flame-like cloud curled up in front of him, and in an instant, a huge human face with rolling clouds formed, and his mouth opened wide.

Roar!
The cave was shaken instantly, and the two beams of white light fell on the old man's body and distorted and disconnected. The celestial master Yan Xingting seemed to be hit by something solid, and the white robe under her body moved forward with a 'wow'. The body groaned forward, stepping on the rock fragments flying all over the sky, Yan Xing and Ming Guang, the two Taoist priests, hurriedly used their mana to reach the back of the celestial master, and the two flew out together, smashing in front of him On the mountain wall, two cracked depressions were smashed out.

"It's really like a generation!"

The old man flicked the sleeves of his robe, his beard and beard fluttered slightly in the wind, his eyes were ferocious, and he held the formula behind his chest with one hand, gradually surrounded by thunder and lightning.

The repeated words seemed to be spoken from the mouth in two identical voices.

　Tomorrow probably... I will be able to write about the real great sage.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)