Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 274
The magic power that Yan Xi can use at this time is only Mahayana Xuanlun. He has two epiphanies about this method, and he has cultivated to the second level: 56%. The magic weapon is the black gold cassock and two Buddha-sounding fishes.

In an instant, Yan Xi estimated his own strengths and weaknesses.

The advantages are zero, and the disadvantages are full!
He shook off the black gold cassock and turned it into a black gold Buddha cloud.

The Xuanjin cassock is a treasure that holds the universe in its pocket, not a magic weapon for flying away to protect the body.

If Yan Xi's skills are strong enough, even higher than Dongfang Qiu, with this treasure, he can take this Yinshan Sect's Supreme Elder with a raise of his hand.But his skill is ordinary, not to mention taking Dongfang Qiu, even if he took in a few wisps of mysterious ghost clouds, it would be very difficult.

It's a pity that this is the only magic weapon that Yan Xi can use.

The White Dragon Hook and the Xuanye Sword were all sacrificed by the Snow Mountain Heart Method, and he had no choice but to be driven by Mahayana metaphysics.

Yan Xi stepped on the glazed dragon, and he didn't care about the sudden fear of heights again. He kept urging the Xuanyin Buddha cloud to collect the Xuanyin ghost cloud.He was weak in mana and couldn't confront Dongfang Qiu head-on, so he could only make some involvement in this way.

The bitter monk embraced the great realization of "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?", the Maha Jiedao turned into a golden rainbow, bumping into things and conflicting left and right among the mysterious clouds of ghosts.

In terms of profound skill, Sha Chenyan was slightly better than Ku Monk back then, but in terms of cultivation level, Sha Chenyan has only reached the unity of body and energy, and has not yet reached the state of rainbow, but is inferior to Ku Monk.

Dongfang Qiu was slashed by Yan Xi with a white dragon hook, and was severely injured. He was attacked successively by Peng Yun and Ku Monk, losing an arm and a thigh.

For a while, he couldn't suppress the bitter monk, let alone take care of Yan Xi.

Yan Xi collected two strands of dark and ghostly clouds, and saw that the overwhelming black clouds were full of soup, which overwhelmed Baili's momentum, and secretly said: "Such a small fight, I'm afraid there will be no results, and it won't be able to help the bitter monks and disciples." .”

He took out the Crock Pot Divine Fist again, stretched out his hand and slapped it, and countless big black and blue hands flew out.

Yan Xi knew that bullets were useless against Xuanyin Guiyun, so he didn't use guns, so he took out all the surface-to-air missiles and bombarded the center of Xuanyin Guiyun wildly.

Countless blue and black hands flew nimbly and skillfully, enough to reach an artillery battalion.

It's a pity that the missiles in Yan Xi's hands are all individual weapons seized from the stronghold of the porcelain organization, and their power is limited. If it is a heavy artillery or even a serious rocket launcher, the effect will definitely be better.

Dongfang Qiu was hiding in the cloud of mysterious ghosts, and Yan Xi was afraid of accidentally injuring the bitter monk, so the artillery fire was all indiscriminate, and after one round, the Supreme Elder of the Yinshan Sect was not hurt at all.

Dongfang Qiu had never seen such a modern weapon, so he thought it was some magic weapon.

He thought that Xuanyin Guiyun had infinite uses, and even if he was blasted by the divine thunder, he could heal immediately. He didn't control Yan Xi, and let him bombard the outer layer wildly, encircling the bitter monk with all his strength.

Yan Xizheng felt discouraged, and suddenly noticed a phenomenon. After being blasted, many mysterious ghost clouds were floating around, as if no one was manipulating them.

With a slight movement in his mind, he immediately activated the Xuanjin Buddha Cloud, went around in a circle, and collected a lot of broken Xuanyin Ghost Clouds, which was many times easier than before.

Yan Xi was overjoyed, and secretly said: "I didn't expect that fighting skills can also get bugs."

"I will collect more mysterious ghost clouds, so that the bitter monks and disciples will be safer."

The bitter monk was trapped in the cloud of mysterious ghosts, and he didn't know that his master was playing tricks. His Maha Jie Dao was gradually suppressed by the endless cloud of mysterious ghosts, and the golden Lihong gradually became unable to use it. Open, every click is extremely difficult.

Monk Ku didn't look back, and said silently in his heart: "For the teacher, it is only right to die with my own body. If it is not for the teacher, how can I taste the taste of flying with the Yuchanghong and galloping to the sky?"

Seeing the bitter monk, Dongfang Qiu struggled no longer, and appeared proudly surrounded by endless ghost clouds, and shouted: "Little thief is bald, give me back my thigh."

The bitter monk shouted: "It's with my senior brother."

Of course, Dongfang Qiu knew that his arms and thighs were in the hands of Feng Yun. Thinking of the sneaky Feng Yun, he became even more angry, and shouted: "I'll cut off your thigh first, and use it later. When I catch you Brother, in front of him, I will torture you to death again."

Monk Ku secretly calculated the distance, and struck out with a strike of Prajna Palm, and the golden light forced the pocket to move like lightning. Cao Augustyue suffered this loss back then.

Dongfang Qiu is ten times stronger than Cao August. He has practiced Taoism for thousands of years. How can Rouge Li Cao August be compared?But he was careless every time, and this time was no exception. Monk Ku was trapped by the ghostly cloud of Xuanyin, and the light of the Mohe Jie Dao made it difficult to move. How could he expect this little thief to be bald, and he specially saved a hand for him?
Even though Dongfang Qiu reacted quickly and hurriedly gathered the ghost cloud to protect him, he was still shot back hundreds of meters. Although he was not slapped in the face by the real one, he still blushed?

He yelled wildly, and was about to kill the bitter monk, when suddenly a black dragon came out from the ghost cloud of Xuanyin, circled around again, and took off the hair on the other thigh of the ancestor of the Yinshan sect around him.

This is still the change of Dongfang Qiu Xuan Gong, he can hide extremely fast, otherwise he will be cut in half.

I could only hear Feng Yun shouting: "How about this sword?"

"You idiot!"

Has Dongfang Qiu suffered such a big loss in his life?If it was a head-on fight, ten Peng Yuns would not be his opponent, twenty bitter monks would suffer death, and one hundred Yan Xi would just deliver food.

But these three little thieves are more slippery than the other.

Yan Xi went all out and attacked with a sword. Feng Yun took advantage of his poor energy flow and plotted again. This little bald donkey is the most hateful.

Dongfang Qiu was cut off with one arm and two thighs, and the one with and without hair really looked like a "stick".

Dongfang Qiu shouted wildly: "You are all going to die, you are all going to die!"

With a backhand push, Feng Yun sent Dongfang Qiu's thigh horizontally with an invisible force, flying far away.

Dongfang Qiu really couldn't accept it, and he became a "dumb stick", and hurriedly cast his magic power, trying to get back one of his thighs.

Feng Yun took the opportunity to shake his sword, swept away the mysterious ghost cloud that trapped Monk Ku, and rescued his junior brother.

The two senior brothers are both talented people, they each activated their sword qi and saber light, and fled out of the formation.

Yan Xi saw from a distance that the two apprentices had rushed out of the formation, and hurriedly put away the Crock Pot Divine Fist and the Xuanjin cassock, and pressed down the light.

He saw from a distance that Duan Nanzhou was driving the sword light, and had been circling the Xuanyin ghost cloud, but was blocked outside, unable to collide at all, and hurriedly shouted: "Daoyou Duan, come and join me, let's fight together."

Duan Nanzhou is usually conceited of his abilities, but he sees that Cook Yun, Ku Monk, and Yan Xi are all displaying their abilities, but he can't even break through the outermost cloud of mysterious ghosts, so he can't help but feel bitter. Shy, but still flew over.

(End of this chapter)