Run into the world

Chapter 587 I also want to play with double swords

There is no weapon or martial arts in the world that is invincible. Just like the theory of "a glimmer of hope", no matter how powerful the means are, they will eventually have restraints.

The same is true for the blood nerves. Look, Master Zunsheng has found it!
"Hahahaha, it turns out that the way to restrain the blood nerves is to transcend!"

Those blood demons condensed from the souls of grievances cannot be destroyed with simple powerful attacks, not because the blood demons have great defense, but because the blood regeneration speed is too fast, faster than your energy output speed.

However, the core of the blood demon is still the wronged soul after all, so the method of transcendence is particularly easy to use. Once the blood demon no longer has the wronged soul as its core, it will naturally collapse.

You see, the truth is so simple, but it's like a layer of paper. You can't see the scenery on the other side unless you pierce it.

Now Master Zunsheng unexpectedly found out. In just a moment, he felt that he could do it again, and even felt the courage to kill the blood demon by himself and restore the world to peace.

Therefore, the Buddha's light on the body is more powerful, and the Buddha's fire palms in the sky are more dazzling. Transcendence, isn't it the specialty of their Buddhist sect!
"Stop! You bald ass!"

Deng Yin's eyes were red, and he rushed towards Master Zun Sheng as if his tail had been stepped on. Countless blood thunder beads were scattered in his hands.

Boom boom boom, the cassock on Master Zun Sheng automatically turned from a solid body into a virtual golden light without wind, forming a network of light that trapped all the blood thunder beads.

In just the blink of an eye, seventy-two streaks of blood came to the side of the two Buddhist flying swords. There was a sound of metal clanging, but one of the Buddhist flying swords was actually cracked!
Master Zunsheng was shocked. He looked intently and saw that the seventy-two streams of light turned out to be seventy-two flying knives. He even recognized them.

Deng Yin yelled angrily, and blood spurted out to form two bloody claws that he dug towards Master Zunsheng. However, his mouth was a bit dark. Master Zunsheng brought his family wealth with him this time to fight against the devil.

The strong corrosion made a hissing sound, and the light of the treasure pillar dimmed a lot in an instant, and it seemed that the struggle would not last long.

Master Zunsheng did not panic at all. While reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra for transcendence, he took off the rosary beads from his neck. All the rosary beads instantly burst and floated up in the air one by one and grew larger in the wind. Each one was burning with demonic fire towards Deng. Hide and smash it over.

Of course, not everything is absolute. If you want functionality and strong attack power, then there is no doubt that you have to add money!
Therefore, Master Zunsheng's pair of Buddhist flying swords that can pierce even the sea of ​​blood and dewdrops must be made of expensive materials. After all, blood nerves are not considered an evil technique and have nothing to do with Buddhism.

Master Zunsheng exclaimed, even the Ksitigarbha Sutra paused for a moment, while Deng Yin was very proud, "Yes, it is Dan Chenzi's magic weapon, the Purple Scale Heavenly Dragon Slash!"

The corners of Deng Yin's eyes twitched, and he could tell that this old bald donkey had made up his mind to fight him to the end, and he could transcend as much as he could.

Deng Yin saw that Master Zunsheng had saved a large number of wronged souls, and couldn't help but get angry, "You have been able to survive for such a long time, you are really an immortal, huh, let's see how many magic weapons you still have!"

Deng Yin opened his arms and made another move. If you use the flying sword, then I will use the magic weapon!

As Deng Yin waved his hand, countless blood rains fell and wrapped around those huge rosaries. The Buddha's fire and the blood rain blended and pulled at each other. The blood rain was evaporated and the Buddha's fire was extinguished. Both sides refused to give in. However, the pulling lasted for a while. In the end, the rosary was eroded by the blood rain and turned into ashes because it was powerless to sustain.

Master Zunsheng shook his body again, and two flying swords shot out from behind and began to pierce the dewdrops all over the sky.

Deng Yin couldn't help but feel angry, "Buddhist Flying Sword? You really didn't get enough of it!"

Master Zunsheng looked ugly. He did not expect that the killed Dan Chenzi could even have his magic weapon taken away. It should be said that this magic weapon was the natal magic weapon refined by Dan Chenzi. It turned out... It seems that the blood nerve really has something magical about it. ...Then he felt uncomfortable again. There were many monks killed by Deng Yin. Didn't those monks' flying swords and magic weapons all...

The blood thunder beads exploded, and the power instantly tore apart the cassock, a magic weapon of protection.

Squeak, squeak, two bloody claws kept tearing at the Buddha's light on the treasure banner, making a tooth-itching sound.

Deng Yin was a little angry and cursed secretly. Although the attack of these bald donkeys from Buddhism may not be very strong, they have many and various ways to protect themselves with Qi. He moved his hands, and countless huge dewdrops suddenly dropped from the blood sea in the sky. Each of these large dewdrops was more than ten meters wide, and they hit the treasure building with a thump.

"Purple Scale Heavenly Dragon Slash!"

A short pole floated out from Master Zun Sheng's long sleeve. The short pole expanded and unfolded, and instantly burst into colorful Buddha light. It turned out to be a protective magic weapon like a treasure banner.

Flying swords are inherently offensive weapons, and the emphasis is on high attack power!
It's just that Buddhist skills are often inconsistent with things with high attack power. They emphasize functionality more, so Buddhist flying swords are mostly used to subjugate demons. As for sword fights with fellow Taoists who also belong to Taoism, they are inferior. Interesting.

"Have you thought of it? Bald donkey!"

Deng Yin laughed wildly, and the next second, the sea of ​​blood began to churn violently, and countless flying swords and magic weapons poured down with dazzling light.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks are not only numerous in number, but also of all types. Master Zunsheng keenly saw that the surfaces of those flying sword magic weapons were covered with layers of blood. Almost in an instant, he roughly understood the reality of these flying sword magic weapons. In fact, Deng Yin did not completely control these flying sword magic weapons, but first controlled the wronged souls of those monks, and then used them to indirectly control their respective flying sword magic weapons.

and many more……

"You...you are lying to me!" Master Zunsheng looked at Deng Yin in disbelief, and then his handsome young face gradually turned older and more defeated.

Deng Yin was no longer anxious, and said happily: "Hey, have you found it? Yes, it's this kind of expression where there is hope but in the end it is still despair. It's so fun, hahaha!"

Master Zunsheng's eyes darkened, and all the golden light of the Buddha's fire in the sky disappeared, and it was meaningless.

He was certain that transcendence was definitely the opponent's weakness, but it was obvious that his ability to transcend was not enough to touch the souls of those monks. Deng Yin obviously knew this, so he used the wronged souls of ordinary people to deceive Master Zunsheng, allowing him to use nearly 99% of his true energy to transcend.

Master Zunsheng came to his senses when he discovered that Deng Yin could control those flying sword magic weapons. After all, he had transcended so many wronged souls, but it was unreasonable that so many flying sword magic weapons were still controlled. Therefore, He... was tricked...

Master Zunsheng was obviously on his deathbed now, but he was not willing to be controlled by the blood demon after death. He used his last remaining strength, and roared, his treasure banner and two Buddhist flying swords exploded themselves, shattering many flying swords. Magic weapon, and he himself rushed towards the blood demon.

Deng Yin sneered, "Are you thinking of dying together now? It's too late. Don't you like to hold the smelly feet of the old man with long eyebrows? Then let you die under the Emei Flying Sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless flying swords turned their blades and shot Master Zunsheng into briquettes before he could touch Deng Yin. In the end, the power of the self-destruction of his soul was unable to even touch Deng Yin.

He casually fanned the messy air around him, with a look of disgust on his face, "Hmph, the old immortal smells of putrefaction, this Kryong Chan Kung Fu is really disgusting!"

Deng Yin turned around and looked in all directions. Because of Master Zunsheng's desperate obstruction, there was no living person around, and those who could run had already escaped.

But Deng Yin was not in a hurry. After all, as he said before, Chi You's war intention was to destroy the world, so what was the use of hiding somewhere?

He lowered his head to look at the once very familiar Emei, and thought about it quietly for a moment. With his hand, blood rained down, dyeing the entire mountain range in blood.

Deng Yin rose slowly and was about to return to the sea of ​​blood. Suddenly, his body paused, "Huh? Master Qingsuo Sword Master found Master Ziying? Haha, it's very fast. It seems that the distance is not very far. Haha, interesting, before I feel envious when I see the long-browed old man perform it, so let me play it this time too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Deng Yin rose into the sea of ​​blood, and then the whole sea of ​​blood began to move faster, drifting in the direction of Zhou Qingyun's escape.

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A mansion in a small town
Duan Muxiang picked up Li Yingqiong's legs and kept walking in the house and yard. As the movements became more intense, Li Yingqiong's eyes became more and more blurred. However, just when she was about to... she suddenly felt an unusually violent vibration from the Ziying Sword in her body.

The quality of the Ziying Sword is very good, and the energy fluctuations it emits when it vibrates are very strong, and Duan Muxiang can feel it almost instantly.

Somewhat disappointedly, he carried Li Yingqiong into the house, then helped him put on his clothes, and then helped him get dressed in the courtyard. Sure enough, after a while, he saw a flash of green light from the horizon, landing, and a slim figure instantly jumped on the In Li Yingqiong's arms, she was crying with pear blossoms and rain.

"Senior sister! Emei...it's over..."

Li Yingqiong was shocked. How long had it been? How could it be over? However, her body was numb and sore, and she couldn't withstand Zhou Qingyun's attack. If Duan Muxiang hadn't supported her from behind, the two sisters might have rolled into a ball.

"Tell me clearly, what exactly happened?"

With a sad face, Zhou Qingyun began to tell the story about the attack of Deng Yin, the Youquan Blood Demon, intermittently, and Li Yingqiong's spirit was greatly shocked.

The brothers and sisters of the same family were fighting bloody battles with the Blood Demon of Youquan, and she... And she was actually coveting that... in the arms of a man...

"Although I don't want to seem too unemotional, I still have to complain. Since Changmei Zhenren originally decided to wait for his signal before starting to fight back, why do you still stay in Emei? You shouldn't be breaking into pieces and lurking at this time. Get up and wait for the call to counterattack?"

"..."

What he was most afraid of was the sudden silence in the air. He didn't know how long it had been before Zhou Qingyun cried even harder. He sat on the ground and swung his arms and legs, like a naughty child.

Li Yingqiong was silent, and Duan Muxiang rolled his eyes. Survivors often blame themselves, and some are even blamed by others. Whenever he sees such a situation happening, Duan Muxiang is glad that his moral bottom line is very flexible. , no one can kidnap him anyway.

(End of this chapter)