I have a long pupil

Chapter 213 Wiping the Sword and Shocking the World ([-])
Zhang Biao opened the brocade box, and saw three sticks of incense inside, each of which was as thick as a thumb, blood-red in color, and densely packed with white spots, which made people feel uncomfortable.

He frowned and his face became serious.

Seeing this, Xia Xuchen stroked his beard and said: "This is incense for disasters. If you burn a stick on the altar, it will strengthen the power of the mantra. The poor are not good at mantras, so I just give it to fellow Taoists."

"Disaster incense?"

When other people heard it, some looked at each other with puzzled faces, such as Gu Chou and others, who had never heard of such a thing.

The two monks from the Lianhua Sect changed their expressions, shook their heads slightly, and recited Buddhist scriptures silently.

Hu Yunhai of the Five Immortals also changed his face slightly, and said in a low voice: "Daoist Xuchen, you are really generous, I am afraid there will not be many of this thing in the world."

Xuchen stroked his beard and smiled lightly, "It's just something outside of him."

The corners of Hu Yunhai's eyes twitched slightly, and he stopped talking.

Seeing this, Zhang Biao naturally knew it was a good thing, but to be on the safe side, he still used the eyes of spiritual vision to investigate.

Incense of Disaster (Yellow Level [-])

1. If the principle is obtained, the yin and yang will be adjusted, and if the harmony is lost, it will be a disaster.This object is a magic weapon of the ancient Wenxiang sect. It was refined by grinding Buddha bones into powder and mixed with the blood of evil spirits. After the Wenxiang sect collapsed, the method of refining was lost.It was hidden in the warehouse of Guanshenting in Xuandu, and was acquired by Xuchen.

2. The item of Nightmare Town, the auxiliary device of the altar.If it is lit in the temple of the common god, it can disturb the spiritual thoughts of the common god.Lit on the altar, can enhance the power and scope of various spells.

3. When Wen Xiangjiao made this thing, it also planted the root of disaster for the sect's demise...

Smell to teach?
Another unheard of sect.

Zhang Biao didn't care, as this kind of sect had died out countless times in the long river of time.

What he was curious about was why Xuchen was so generous all of a sudden?

The fourth-grade magic weapon is still used to assist the altar. Even if you show your Taoism, it is too expensive to give as a gift.

I'm afraid I have other plans...

Although I don't know Xu Chen's intention, but as he said, this magic weapon came at the right time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao took out one without hesitation.

It's not that he is stingy, but that he is particular about it.

Only three sticks of incense are needed to worship a god. He is a god of curses, and only one stick is enough.

Call ~
The blood-colored disaster incense was ignited, and red smoke immediately emitted, but did not rise, but flowed to the entire altar like blood.

"Good baby!"

Zhang Biao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise.

He could feel that the energy of the earth veins gathered at the altar was shrouded in the incense of disaster, showing an imbalance of yin and yang.

If the spell takes effect, these bloody smoke will follow the spell and invade the target's body, disrupting the yin and yang.

No wonder the Wenxiang Sect was destroyed.

The vulgar gods cannot do without incense, and this kind of evil incense is simply poison to them, how could the incense sect tolerate it.

With the help of the misfortune incense, Zhang Biao's confidence doubled, and he took out the tripod again, put the raging fire pestle in it, and began to chant the ghost spell.

In an instant, there was a strong wind blowing around.

The power of the spirit world surged out, causing the altar to be covered with hoarfrost, and the black cauldron slowly floated up.

Zhang Biao had cast a spell before, but there was no response. It seemed that he had been blocked by God's Domain, so this time he directly increased the power of the spell.

hum!
He clapped again, and the cauldron trembled violently, and the black light visible to the naked eye spread outward, and quickly rushed into the spirit world, rushing towards Yunxia Pass.

The first step in casting a spell is to have a medium, and to connect the spell altar with the breath of the target. Only when the God of Boluo is sensed can the attack be launched.

On the viewing platform, many people looked into the distance with serious eyes.

The meaning of fighting skills is different.

When monks face each other, a single spell can determine life or death. Strength, luck, magic weapons, and other factors all have an impact.

But setting up an altar to fight is another realm.

This place is hundreds of miles away from Yunxia Pass, and ordinary monks can't even reach it. If Zhang Biao can win the fight, even if it is a tie, it means that he has the ability to attack from a long range.

Flying swords and altars all have this principle.

After all, no one wants to offend someone who can kill you hundreds of miles away.

Of course, fighting skills are also extremely dangerous.

It's not the kind of power that can call the wind and rain. The monks fight with the help of the altar to attract the aura of heaven and earth to attack.

The better thing is that there are sects' magic tools like Xuandu Guanshenting and Five Immortals Sect's Xiangtang to help. Most people have to rely on their own power to drive the magic altar.

Regardless of the control of power or calculation, it must be just right, one wrong step, and the altar will be destroyed.

Therefore, every fight is eye-catching. If there is a conflict between the sects, they will usually invite fellow fighters to help each other and attract many people to watch the fight.

Zhang Biao's fighting skills in the body training state are inherently dangerous, and it is the first time someone is fighting after the recovery of spiritual energy, which is why so many people are attracted to watch the battle...

……

Inside Yunxia Pass, the atmosphere is also dignified.

Before the deputy chief priest Gedar brought his people, Hou Kun had already been ordered to build the nine-zhang altar.

They didn't have the willow spirit to help them, but they were better than the crowd. They cut down the giant trees from the surrounding mountains and built them layer by layer, turning them into a building similar to a pagoda, with a huge brazier on the top.

Their most powerful Gedar was only at the third level, so he naturally did not have the ability to use the Jiuzhang Altar, so he had to use tricky methods.

There is a wooden platform at the junction of each zhang dharma altar, surrounded by monks from the Fire Luo Sect, bowing to the dharma altar continuously.

And Godar and several masters are impressively at the top.

At this moment, the Huoruo Sect monks had fallen into a frenzy, foaming at the mouth, shaking their heads wildly, cutting their palms with daggers, and smearing blood on their faces.

The brazier was blazing, and barrels of spices were hoisted to the top of the altar and thrown into the brazier, igniting colorful smoke.

All of a sudden, the whole Yunxia Pass smelled fragrant.

Xu Bai and other Yuzhen Mansion monks, after smelling this fragrance, felt the blood surging, their eyes were bloodshot, their complexions changed, and they all backed away, refusing to approach.

"Is this the Blood and Fire Festival?"

A Yuzhenfu monk frowned slightly, a little disgusted.

Most of them were in the military or in the martial arts. I had only seen this kind of scene in those cults that deceived people's hearts, and I didn't like it from the bottom of my heart.

"Yes, this is the blood fire festival."

Hou Kun also strolled over at some point, and shook his head with his hands behind his back, saying: "The body of Poluo God is still sleeping in the desert of the Western Regions. The blood fire festival can recruit the seventh-rank avatars of Yujing City. Gedar is forcing the chief priest to make a choice." ah…"

Seeing the cold looks from Xu Bai and others, he chuckled and said, "Xu Shenqi, don't be like this. I have also served as a servant under you. Although I have submitted to the Fire Sect, I have no intention of working for them."

Xu Bai said indifferently: "Master Hou, you have such a high position and authority, what you say, we warriors don't understand!"

After Hou Kun heard this, he hesitated in his eyes, but he still approached him and asked in a low voice: "Master Xu, I don't know much about the news here. I heard that the atmosphere in Yujing City is a little bit wrong. Tell me, and I will definitely remember your kindness." .”

He had no interest in fighting. He didn't dare to speak back when Zhang Biao pointed at him and scolded him. He didn't care about face at all.

But if there is a change in Yujing City, if you stand in the wrong place, that will be a major event that will lose your head.

"Hmph! This old man can't understand!"

Xu Bai didn't bother to respond at all, but as he spoke, there was some worry in his eyes, inexplicably thinking of Lu Xuan, Lu Wuji's son, who came to the door with a smile before leaving.

Everyone can see that Zhao Mian may not last long...

At this moment, everyone looked out of the city in horror.

I saw a black ripple gushing out from the spirit world, as if appearing out of nowhere, sweeping towards Yunxia Pass.

"It's a spell!"

Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

They had seen this kind of black light once before, but before they got close to Yunxia Pass, it was neutralized by the power of the divine realm.

But that's shocking enough.

Setting up altars to curse people hundreds of miles away is far beyond their comprehension.

hum!
Sure enough, when approaching the city wall, an invisible force blocked the black light, and at the same time, there was a piercing crackling sound.

Fortunately, blocked it...

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Xu Bai keenly discovered that something was different this time. The black light did not dissipate, but circled, surged and gathered momentum, and at the same time, it was enveloped in blood-colored smoke and struck again.

It is the incense of disasters that comes into play.

The energy of yin and yang was rebellious, and God's Realm was suddenly unstable. There was only a crash, and the cloudy wind suddenly blew up on the city wall of Yunxiaguan. Many soldiers squinted their eyes and couldn't stand still.Xu Bai could see clearly, as the black light swept across the altar, above the raging brazier, the tall phantom of Po Luo also appeared, shrouded in black light.

Immediately, the black light disappeared and everything was calm.

"This is... the end?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, making such a big commotion, this incantation was too fussy.

However, the deputy chief priest Gedar's face changed drastically, and he roared angrily: "Quick! Quick! Blood sacrifice blood sacrifice!"

As soon as the order was issued, several Huaizhou Army prisoners of war were grabbed by Huoluo Cult monks and jumped onto the altar.

"Human Blood Sacrifice!"

When Xu Bai saw this, he was furious immediately, he raised his bow and wanted to stop it.

Hou Kun quickly hugged him and persuaded him: "Shen arrest Xu, don't be impulsive, step forward now, maybe your life will be in danger."

Xu Bai said coldly: "At the beginning when the Huo Luo Sect was preaching in Daliang, the ministers obstructed it. Although His Majesty supported it, the condition was that the blood sacrifice of living people should not be done again. It didn't take long before the fox's tail was exposed! "

Hou Kun smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Xu, times have changed. Besides, all the ministers know about the emperor's affairs. Who came out to stop it?"

"On the Luzhou battlefield, the army used civilians to refine corpses. There are only a few prisoners of war. Just pretend you didn't see them."

When Xu Bai heard this, he suddenly fell silent, sighed blankly, and murmured: "Da Liang is like this, is it right or wrong..."

Hou Kun smacked his mouth, "In this world, everyone is struggling to survive, so what's right or wrong?"

They watched from the sidelines and chatted, but Gedar was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were splitting. He could feel that a force had invaded the body of the God of Borneo, and it followed him like a shadow, and even blood sacrifices could not get rid of it.

This is a spell mark, and if there is no accident, the real attack will come soon.

Bang!
At this moment, a voice sounded in everyone's mind.

On the altar of Qingfengzhai, Zhang Biao had already stood up, his black hair was flying, and his face was ferocious. He patted the tripod rhythmically.

"The world is sad, the sun is dark, the wind is blowing and the dust is flying, everything is hidden. The clouds are full and the sky is covered, the vegetation is withered and autumn is here, and the spring is short-lived..."

Yin curses are usually ghost curses and the voices of the dead, but this time they use the power of heaven and earth to recite ancient witchcraft.

As the mantra was recited, Zhang Biao's eyes became blank, as if he was standing alone between heaven and earth, reciting the sorrow of the years.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
As the cauldron was slapped again and again, all the spectators felt their hearts pounding, their faces were ugly, and they kept backing away.

"This is the power of Fang Xiangzong's spell..."

Elder Hu of the Five Immortals Sect muttered to himself, thinking of something, his face became agitated.

When Yunxia closed, there were frequent visions.

The dark wind blew again, and even God's Domain couldn't stop it, and the hoarfrost on the ground continued to expand, spreading from all directions towards the altar.

On the top of the altar, the fire in the brazier was flickering, and the phantom of the God of Borneo above was trembling with the sound of bang bang, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

This is just a sixth-rank avatar. Under Zhang Biao's spell, he can only hold up the torch sacrificial vessel in his hand and try his best to maintain it.

"Blood sacrifice, magic knife!"

Gedar roared crazily, he already felt something was wrong.

The Blood and Fire Sacrifice just now was supposed to attract a seventh-grade clone from Jade Capital City, even carrying a divine weapon, but there was no response from there and no one knew what happened.

The four divine weapons in the hands of God Brahma represent four powerful attack techniques. He originally wanted to use them one by one, but now, he can only use the strongest magical sword directly.

The monks also fell into madness, their faces were bloodstained, and they chanted curses loudly. As barrels of spice firewood were thrown into the brazier, and a prisoner was sacrificed in blood, God Boluo finally regained his strength. scattered.

At the same time, God Po Luo raised the golden knife in his hand and pointed at Qingfengzhai. Under the power of incense, the golden knife suddenly shone brightly.

On Qingfeng Village, a vision also appeared.

I saw a force gushing out from the spirit world, and a huge golden knife phantom was formed out of thin air, and there was a raging flame burning.

"not good!"

Everyone watching the battle stood up.

They didn't expect that the Fire Luo Cult could resist the witch's curse just now, and launched a counterattack so quickly.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Biao looked at the shadow of the giant sword in the sky, but his expression remained unchanged, and he whispered: "If you don't show up yet, I will force you again..."

After all, the humming of cicadas rang out.

Dense swarms of spirit-eating cicadas whizzed out from the gourd at the waist, instantly enveloping the phantom of the golden saber, and under the incredulous eyes of everyone, the phantom of the golden saber was swallowed up by the swarm of insects.

"What the hell..."

This time, even the old Taoist Xuchen felt his scalp tingle.

At the same time, Zhang Biao silently recited the incantation.

When Yunxia closed the gate, the eyes of the unknown soldiers suddenly became confused, as if they were crazy. Some people lit spices and firewood, some set fires everywhere, and some swung their knives at the altar.

The entire Yunxia Pass suddenly became chaotic.

"What are you doing, rebelling?!"

Hou Kun became anxious when he saw this. Among them were many of his subordinates. The Huo Luo Cult could fail in fighting, but the blame cannot be pinned on his head.

Xu Bai also sensed something was wrong, and said sharply, "They have been cursed, put out the fire!"

This little confusion is nothing to the entire Yunxia Pass, but it is a fatal blow to the monks of the Fire Luo Sect who are fighting.

There was no supply of spices and firewood, and the sacrificial fire was consumed at a rapid rate, showing signs of being extinguished, and the avatar of Borneo flickered even more.

Bang bang bang!
Finally, as Zhang Biao struck the cauldron again and again, the Brahma god's clone completely collapsed, the brazier exploded, and all the Huoluo monks began to spontaneously combust and fell from the altar screaming.

"Arrod!"

Gedar was full of unwillingness, and roared in the direction of Yujing City, and then his whole body was engulfed in flames.

Soon, the nine-zhang altar of the Huoluo Sect turned into a raging torch. As the flames burned, giant trees collapsed one by one, smashing other buildings.

The entire Yunxia Pass suddenly fell into a sea of ​​fire.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!"

Hou Kun screamed desperately, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't figure out why he was defeated in the blink of an eye.

A large number of soldiers began to flee, and more people were buried in the flames of Yunxia Pass...

……

"Won?"

On the altar of Qingfengzhai, Zhang Biao was a little surprised.

He could feel that the altar of the Huo Luo Sect over there had collapsed, and the clone of the God of Borneo had completely disappeared.

But things are not right...

Why didn't the seventh-rank avatar come?

He also tried his best to retain his true energy, trying to introduce that thing into the Remnant Dream Realm... How did it end?
"Congratulations Tai Sui fellow Taoist!"

"Fellow Daoist's skills are profound, I'm going to open my eyes!"

He was still wondering, but Xu Chen and others had already come up to congratulate him.

Everyone knows that after this battle, Qingfengzhai cannot be easily offended, and no one dares to offend Tai Sui.

Everyone in Qingfengzhai cheered wildly without any taboo...

Looking at the expressions of the rest of the people after the catastrophe, Zhang Biao also smiled, and looked up at the sky.

In any case, after the war,
I'm afraid no one would dare to come here casually to "hit Tai Sui"!
Afterwards, a big banquet was held in Qingfengzhai, all forces and sect representatives gathered together, and they all spoke in a much more friendly manner.

Just as Zhang Biao expected, after showing his strength, there will be many good people around him...

On the other side, Hou Kun and others managed to escape to the mountain road, gathered the remnants of the soldiers, looked at the Yunxia Pass that was engulfed in flames, and were speechless.

"What the hell happened?"

"It's over, how do you explain now?"

Just when everyone was worried, a strange bird came through the sky, and jumped down from above, a monk from Yuzhenfu, with a face full of wind and frost, cupped his hands at Xu Bai and said, "My lord, please return to Beijing quickly!"

"What happened?"

"Your Majesty is gone. I, Yu Zhenfu, are cooperating with Lu Sima and are fighting with the Huo Luo Sect to destroy the demon sect!"

"Da Liang, it's gone..."

(End of this chapter)