Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 376 Has he always been so brave?

With a solemn look on his face, Batal clasped his hands together and looked at the young Taoist opposite with solemn eyes.

He didn't even notice when this man arrived.

Moreover, this person's aura was as thick as a deep or sea. He was so close, but he couldn't see clearly what his cultivation level was.

At first glance, it seems like you are looking at a high mountain that reaches straight into the sky. Looking up, you can't see how high the mountain is except for layers of thick clouds and mist.

"Infinite Living Buddha, what do you mean by this little donor? Have we met?"

Confirming that he had never seen a person named Qi Xiu, Batal announced the name of Buddha and asked softly.

"Monks from the secret temple, you guys, who are neither humans nor ghosts, dare to come to the God Burial Valley?"

Qi Xiu spoke calmly and walked slowly towards Batal.

Although his steps were light, they were like rolling thunder, shocking people's hearts.

With every step he took, the world seemed to tremble.

Since you can't escape, I will kill you.

"I said, you have to die here today."

Batal on the opposite side could clearly feel that as the young Taoist approached step by step, a majestic pressure surged in like a tide, so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

But he just dodged and retreated dozens of miles.

Hidden in the temple, he is proficient in the art of essence, energy, qi and blood.

When he looked up, the young Taoist with a calm and indifferent expression was still ten feet away in front of him, and the distance between the two seemed to have been locked by some kind of mystery.

His shoulders seemed to be pressed down by two majestic mountains, his spine was bent under the invisible weight, and his majestic cultivation was almost impossible to lift.

The aura around his body surged, and Batar's skin bloomed with gleaming divine light, blooming with extremely terrifying temperatures, sweeping out layer by layer, spreading to all directions, and the burning void creaked.

With a faint glow all over his body, Qi Xiu walked towards Batal calmly. With every step he took, a faint golden light flashed through the void.

With his eyes shaking, Batal, who did not believe in evil, changed his position wildly. The speed was so fast that strong winds blew up from the ground, causing the monks from the Baichuan tribe nearby to flip over and fall to the ground screaming.

Panting heavily, Batar moved to quickly distance himself from Qi Xiu, intending to relieve the pressure on his body.

Those who can come to the God Burial Valley are all the proud sons of various sects and aristocratic families, or they are old monks who have been stuck in the blood-stained bottleneck for hundreds of years.

"Death? The poor monk has been practicing for more than 470 years, and there are many people who want me to die.

Even though he felt the increasing pressure on Qi Xiu, Batal remained unfazed in the face of danger and continued to grin.

And he can switch his cultivation level between the physical body and the soul as desired.

boom!
Sand and dust are flying, and dust and mist are surging.

However, no matter how Batar changed his position, the distance between him and Qi Xiu continued to shorten.

But in the end, they all died in my hands. "

His robes fluttered, and Batar stepped forward. He no longer avoided it, but walked forward to meet him.

Their experience and character are even stronger than their own cultivation.

Therefore, most of these temple demon monks are tall and strong, and their powerful and fiery energy can even rival that of orthodox martial arts monks.

Rumble!
Batal punched out, with a rumbling divine light, and endless energy and blood were drawn and swarmed in. In an instant, his fist expanded countless times, as if he was going to fill the entire world. Before the fist fell, it was hundreds of miles away. The ground has begun to explode inch by inch.

This punch shocked the monks from the Wolf Saint Tribe and Baichuan Tribe in the distance.

With such divine power, are they really just blood-stained monks?
Calmly looking at the terrifying fist that seemed to shatter the world, the Hunyuan Sword gourd tied around Qi Xiu's waist clanked, and the Hunyuan Sword light surged out like a flying rainbow, and suddenly condensed into an equally huge sword. An incomparable giant sword.

boom--

The fists and swords collided, and instantly there was a roaring sound like a frenzied collision of gold and iron!

Thump thump thump!

After retreating hundreds of steps, a long ravine was plowed into the ground by his feet. Batal glanced at his right fist solemnly.

The bloodstains on it were crisscrossed, and there were strands of color attached to them, constantly eating away at and absorbing his power.

magic weapon?

Seeing the terrifying power of the Hunyuan Sword Gourd, Batal mistakenly thought it was a magic weapon. He rolled his eyes, reached deep into his sleeves and robes, and took out a sword with a strange picture painted on the edge. It was white, smooth, and transparent. The Dharma drum exudes endless enchanting energy.

"Don't think that you are the only one who has the magic weapon, even the poor monk has it."

Holding this strange and evil drum, Batal began to shake it vigorously and danced at the same time, as if he was dancing some kind of sacrificial dance.

Drum beats as fast as rain continued to play, and the strange and evil aura spread in the heaven and earth. In the mist, countless beautiful figures loomed, seducing people's minds.

These figures appeared around Qi Xiu in a lingering and seductive way. With their every smile, their eyes as charming as silk, and their mouths as sweet as orchids, they constantly captured people's hearts and minds.

Happy to die!

Batar's natal magic weapon prepared to achieve the Taoist realm. As long as any living being hears the sound of the drum, he will be unable to restrain himself and ignite violent desires in his heart.

And as time goes by, this flame will not only not go out, but will burn stronger and stronger, until it boils people's minds dry and sinks to exhaustion.

"The crooked way is the crooked way. Doesn't he know that I am from the Shenxiao Sect? Is he usually so brave?"

Shaking his head slowly and sighing briefly, Qi Xiu thought and suddenly activated his powerful thunder technique to the extreme. The peaceful sky suddenly changed color, and the dark clouds rolled like ink splashing on the sky!

Thousands of thunders roared together, and the rumbling sound was deafening. Each thunder was like a giant drum beating in heaven, resounding throughout the nine heavens and shaking the ten places.

The sound of thunder trembles, as if God is angry.

The brilliant power of heaven instantly annihilated the overwhelming and demonic aura that was full of desire for rebirth.

The supernatural being was completely restrained and shattered. Batar's expression suddenly changed. He suddenly tore a small hole in the drum of pleasure in his hand, and billowing black smoke surged out from it, accompanied by a harsh scream.

"It's almost time to jump around. It's time to hit the road."

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even raise his hand. Looking at the ugly-faced Batal across from him, Qi Xiu took a step forward and suddenly flashed in front of him. His robes made a rustling sound, and his right hand suddenly reached out with colorful meaning. A palm shot out violently.

boom!
Hunyuan attracts stars!

The chest caved in instantly. Qi Xiu's palm seemed to be ordinary, but in fact it contained a body of profound cultivation. He smashed Batar's physical defense with one palm, and the Hunyuan Star Absorbing Method was activated instantly.

The brilliance all over his body surged toward Qi Xiu's palm like a torrent that broke a dike.

At this time, Batal finally showed a look of panic, or any monk who felt that his cultivation essence was being sucked away quickly would show this look.

"What kind of evil skill are you doing!"

All the color in his body seemed to be sucked away by Qi Xiu. Batar roared and struggled, but before he could activate his cultivation.

I saw ancient and majestic golden talismans emerging layer by layer, and the overwhelming force of suppression instantly enveloped his body.

He actually suppressed his cultivation and was unable to activate it at all.

Calligraphy in the Seventh Realm has become an instant skill with no casting pre-movement at all.

As long as he cultivates his mind and his cultivation level is not exhausted, he can even make the cloud seal talismans cover every corner covered by his spiritual thoughts in a single thought.

The burly and tall body of Angzang continued to shrink and shrunk, and Batar roared unwillingly.

He is a disciple of the Living Buddha, has practiced for more than 470 years, and ranks third among the seventy-seven disciples of the Secret Temple.

As long as he can enter the God Burial Valley this time, he will definitely be able to break the blood-stained shackles and become another Taoist Living Buddha.

I don't deserve to die here!

It shouldn’t be!
After giving Qi Xiu one last look full of resentment and hatred, Batal's body was completely turned into an empty shell, and all his energy and blood were condensed into a bead that was flowing with magical brilliance.

After killing Batar, Qi Xiu glanced at the Baichuan tribe and others who were already frightened in the distance. He ignored them and turned towards Yan Baizhe and others.

"I'm giving this to you. I've filtered the essence, energy, and blood in it. It should be enough for you to reach the blood-stained peak."

Qi Xiu casually threw the orb condensed from Batar's essence, energy, and blood to Yan Baizhe, and Qi Xiu said casually.

This essence orb contains extremely pure energy and blood, which is more useful to martial arts monks.

Although Yan Baizhe is not an orthodox martial arts monk, the cultivation system of the Great Liang monks also incorporates some martial arts postures, so it is not a waste to use it.

As for himself...

The energy that the Hunyuan Acupoint in his body swallows in a day is more than ten times that of this orb. It can be said that this thing is useless to him.

"This……"

Looking at the Jingyuan Orb with the powerful energy and blood flowing in his hand, Yan Baizhe was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Qi Xiu already waving his hand and walking towards the way he came from.

"It's up to you to take care of the rest of them."

The lazy voice reached Yan Baizhe's ears through a secret method, and along with it came a method to activate the Jingyuan Orb.

With this method, Yan Baizhe can temporarily control this orb and obtain the blood-stained peak cultivation level.

"He is at the ninth level of blood staining, and you are also at the ninth level of blood staining. It is only fair to take action like this."

The voices of Qi Xiu in his ears gradually faded away, and Yan Baizhe slowly clenched the Jingyuan Orb in his hand, a look of perseverance and fierceness rising in his eyes.

Turning over his hand, he took out a large spear about ten feet long. Yan Baizhe took a deep breath and took up the magic weapon taught by Qi Xiu. The pure essence and blood instantly filled his body with unprecedented tyrannical power.

The sharp eyes like wolves instantly locked onto the Baichuan tribe in the distance. With murderous intent, they rose from the ground and suddenly turned into a terrifying tornado that went straight to the sky and the earth.

"This is……"

Gao Leqi's heart skipped a beat when he felt the murderous aura coming towards him, like a knife cutting his face.

broken.

You shouldn't have listened to that monk. If he dies, I will be unlucky too.

"go!"

Without a trace of hesitation, Gao Leqi pulled the reins of his mount, turned around, and was about to lead his men to escape.

But at this moment, a golden light barrier towering over the sky suddenly appeared, cutting off their path.

Far away on the earthen building of the Wolf Saint tribe, Qi Xiu held his chin with one hand, and a golden light on his fingertips was slowly extinguishing.

……

(End of this chapter)