From clam spirit to mirage dragon fairy

Chapter 29 Qingjiao rushes to the death battle with the boss
When the big guys fight in the sky, the sentient beings below suffer.

Although Monk Guangde is a powerful person in the Five Realms, he can only protect one mountain, which is Crouching Tiger Mountain where he sits.

The creatures in Panlong Mountain and Yingyue Lake were not so lucky.

Yingyue Lake was ravaged by sorcerers such as the Sea of ​​Blood, Poison Rain, and so on and became a dead lake. Except for the Four Demons of Guyang, no one could escape the intrusion of the sorcerers.

The people on Panlong Mountain were not much better. After all, Xuanzhenguan was a sword cultivating sect and did not have any in-depth research on formations, talismans, seals and other skills. Almost all the disciples in the sect were killed by the monsters, except for a few who were lucky enough to escape. Except for one catastrophe, everyone else has been poisoned.

This time, the green dragon is approaching with great force, and the life of Yingyue Lake is hanging by a thread.

"hold head high--"

While Monk Guangde was struggling to hold on, a dragon roar suddenly came from the depths of Fulongze.

Xuan Zhenzi was covered in blood, one of his legs was missing from the top of his thighs, and his originally black beard and hair were all gray without any light.

The sword immortal did not fly back by himself, but was carried over by Qingjiao's eagle claws.

"Brother Xuan Zhenzi!"

Monk Guangde looked sad.

The two had been close friends for hundreds of years, so how could Monk Guangde not be sad to see his old friend in such a miserable state.

"Stinky monk, quickly get out of the way of the water. I can spare your life, otherwise this Taoist priest will be your fate."

The green dragon poked its head out of the flood and uttered human words.

"Amitabha, Taoist brother Xuan Zhenzi seeks benevolence and gets benevolence. Although we are unfortunately suffering from this disaster today, we will surely reach the realm of heavenly immortals in the next life.

I am so lucky to have such a close friend in this life. I am so lucky. "

Monk Guangde slowly took back the appearance of Manjushri Bodhisattva and returned to his original appearance.

"Ridiculous--"

When Qingjiao saw Monk Guangde take back the Dharma image, he thought that he was frightened by him and had the idea of ​​retreating, and a kind of contempt arose in his heart.

Little did they know that Monk Guangde took back the Dharma image not to retreat, but because he had a desperate intention.

A flaming red lotus rose from the feet of Monk Guangde, and bright golden light filled his body.

For a moment, Monk Guangde seemed to turn into a golden Buddha statue in the flames.

"Ha...haha, old monk, cough..., old monk, that's right.

I have been killing demons all my life, but today I was defeated by the demon because of my incompetence.

cough cough...

But for the sake of the common people in the world, I have no regrets.

Old monk, see you in the next life. "

Xuan Zhenzi's pale face showed a satisfied smile, and then suddenly turned into a look of determination.

A sword intent that was as solid as a sword suddenly broke through Xuan Zhenzi's heavenly spirit.

"Zheng-"

The sound of the sword resounded throughout the world, and the cold sword light illuminated the universe.

"You evil beast, take your life——"

That was Xuan Zhenzi’s sword-embellished soul that he had practiced hard for 300 years, and it was a collection of his lifelong cultivation.

Now that the vitality of the physical body has been cut off, Xuan Zhenzi's soul leaving the body is the final blow.

"hold head high--"

Qingjiao didn't expect Xuan Zhenzi to be so strong. In a moment of carelessness, one of his claws was cut off by the sword light transformed by Xuan Zhenzi's soul.

The red blood surged like a spring, and the painful green dragon let out a shrill scream.

"Brother Dao goes first, and I will arrive soon. You and I will always meet each other in reincarnation."

Monk Guangde had a smile on his face, as if he was having a tea discussion with an old friend.

But the flames burning around him began to spread mercilessly.

The first thing to be ignited was the sea of ​​blood of the leech spirit.

As soon as the flames touched the blood, it was like falling into an oil barrel. The monstrous flames took advantage of the momentum and instantly turned into a purgatory.

"Ah, ah-"

The leech spirit kept flapping the flames on its body, even tearing its own limbs apart.

But the flame was like a tarsal maggot and could not be extinguished no matter what.

In the blink of an eye, the leech spirit turned into a big fireball.

The sea of ​​blood was quickly evaporated, revealing the ghosts of bones hidden in the blood.

Balls of black energy emitted from the bodies of these bones and ghosts and turned into fuel for the flames.

One after another, the innocent souls were calcined into the most primitive innate spiritual light and disappeared into the void.

Their three souls and seven souls were all burned into ashes, and only this most primitive imprint was put back into reincarnation.

Maybe they will not be able to reincarnate in the human world for thousands of lives, and can only turn into soulless and unconscious flowers, plants, trees, and mayflies. But after thousands of lives, they may be lucky enough to be reincarnated as humans.

"Red Lotus Karmic Fire!"

The toad spirit looked horrified.

"Are you crazy, old monk? You used your own merit and gold body to draw red lotus karma fire into the human world. Even if we all die today, what good will it do you?
When the fire of karma burns your body, even if you are a great practitioner in the Five Realms, you can't even think of escaping with your life. "

The carp spirit abandoned his magic weapon and avoided the spreading sea of ​​​​fire in a panic, cursing at Monk Guangde.

"I can change the lives of all living beings in the world with my stinky skin. It's not bad."

Monk Guangde's golden body began to melt like wax, but his face still showed no trace of pain or panic, and he still looked cheerful.

"Crazy, crazy—"

The Flower Snake Spirit also lost the Beauty Fan, which she regarded as a treasure, and fled in all directions.

Seeing that the flames were already covered in the flower snake essence, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Zhijian Hua Shejing grabbed his collar and tore it hard.

A piece of human skin was immediately torn off, revealing a large spotted snake.

While the flames burned the human skin, the snake turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the mountains.

Ordinary snakes shed their skins once a year, and after transforming into demons, they will last for ten years and hundreds of years. After they truly transform, they no longer need to shed their skins to maintain their growth.

But this is the nature of living things. Although Hua She Jing successfully transformed, she did not give up this ability.

In times of crisis, he can force himself to shed his skin and escape.It's just that this secret method consumes a lot of money. One molt requires at least 300 years of Hua Snake Jing's cultivation, which is unrecoverable.

It was also the flower snake spirit who immediately decided to cut off her tail in order to survive and escaped with her life.

The centipede spirit was in a miserable state. The karmic fire-ridden body was quickly burned to ashes. Not even the demon soul escaped, but only a little bit of innate aura was left behind to enter the reincarnation.

The toad spirit was the most astute. When the magic weapon was just stuck by the karma fire, he made a decisive decision and abandoned the magic weapon, turned into a ray of light and fled back to Fulongze.

The carp spirit was not so lucky. Not only did she lose her magic weapon, but she was also caught in the fire of karma. Fortunately, she took out a roll of copybook and it bloomed with a hazy light to protect herself for a moment.

The copybook was quickly burned, but the carp spirit plunged into the water and escaped back to the depths of Flongze.

Although the dragon girl's cultivation is not as good as that of other great demons, as a dragon, she is a noble among demons, and her family is very wealthy.

A pair of jade-butterfly-like clam shells spit out a refreshing spring of coolness that makes the fire of karma unable to touch it.

Two of the six great demons died and three fled, leaving only the dragon girl who was unable to survive alone.

The sword light transformed by Xuan Zhenzi over there was also extremely fierce, leaving no trace between the advance and retreat.

Every time Qingjiao could only see a flash of sword light, there would be an additional wound on his body or a missing part.

Fortunately, the only vital part of Qingjiao's body was the dragon ball under his neck, which was protected by hard scales, so he was not killed on the spot by a sword piercing his heart.

Seeing the scars all over the green dragon's body, the dragon girl knew that this time the dragon's escape was a failure.

Even if Qingjiao can kill Xuan Zhenzi and Monk Guangde and cross Yingyue Lake, they may not be able to successfully pass through the river and enter the sea.

Although the Qi movement in the Great Yin Dynasty was turbulent, there were also many masters in cultivation.

When the green dragon enters the sea, it will definitely make a huge noise. Those who have attained the Taoism will not give up such a great merit and will definitely intercept and kill it.

In the current state of Qingjiao, it is impossible for him to escape from all the masters and enter the sea.

"Uncle Qingjiao, we have lost our destiny and cannot force it. We should return to the cave and wait for the opportunity."

Dragon Girl saw the current situation and spoke to comfort Qingjiao.

Then, without waiting for Qingjiao's response, he took the remaining water tribe and rode the wave back to Fulongze.

After all, Monk Guangde here is watching with eager eyes, waiting to drag water monsters like them to be buried with them.

"hold head high--"

The green dragon let out an unwilling roar and spat out the dragon beads he had cultivated for thousands of years.

The dragon ball the size of a washbasin shines like a bright moon, holding the world in place with its immense power.

Xuan Zhenzi's sword-embedded soul was now at the end of its strength, and for a while he was unable to break free from the suppression of the dragon beads.

"hold head high--"

The green dragon rushed over with boundless fury and swung its tail with a divine dragon.

"boom--"

A dull crash sounded.

"Ow—"

Qingjiao, the one who beat people, let out a scream first.

The red flames spread all the way from the tail and enveloped the green dragon's body in the blink of an eye.

It turned out that at the last moment, Monk Guangde used his divine foot power to break the spatial suppression and block the fatal blow for Xuan Zhenzi.

Although the karma on Qingjiao's body was successfully ignited with the red lotus karma fire, Monk Guangde himself was in danger of having his golden body shattered.

"hold head high--"

The green dragon took back the dragon ball and fled back to Fulongze. It wanted to use the magic of Fulongze's mountains and rivers to suppress the karma on its body.

Otherwise, the karma on it is enough to be burned by the fire of karma until its soul is scattered and unable to enter reincarnation.

"Fellow Taoist, we will meet again in the next life..."

Xuan Zhenzi's spirit began to dissipate little by little, and he looked at Panlong Mountain reluctantly.

There is his Taoist inheritance there, but unfortunately all his dozen disciples have died in the demon mouth, leaving only one or two young disciples who have just started to survive.

Today, if he dies and enters reincarnation again, Xuanzhen Guan will be completely destroyed.

Although he often said that children and grandchildren would be blessed, Xuan Zhenzi was still a little reluctant to let go when it was time to let him go.

It's a pity that he can't do anything else. He can only hope to see one or two of his descendants in the next life.

"Amitabha--"

Monk Guangde is very open-minded.

Although his Jinguang Temple is full of little guys in the first and second realms, most of it is preserved thanks to his protection.

Although these disciples don't have any ability to conquer demons, they don't have to worry about supporting themselves.

Before leaving, Monk Guangde looked at the lifeless Yingyue Lake and suddenly remembered something.

Monk Guangde struggled to get up.

"Nanwuheheluodathatuoluoyeye

Namo Ah Yeh

Po Lu Jie Di Shuo La Ye

......"

The Bodhisattva Nectar Mantra, full of compassion and compassion for the world, slowly sounded.

The golden Buddha light illuminates the dark clouds in the sky and drizzles fall down.

The earth polluted by the poisonous blood and water exudes bursts of vitality, and all kinds of turbid odors are purified and disappear little by little.

But the price is that the figure of Monk Guangde is getting weaker and weaker.

His golden body has been shattered and his longevity has been exhausted.

This is the little blessing that Monk Guangde obtained for this world by forcibly squeezing out the remaining Buddhist power in his body.

Monk Guangde passed away.

Everything comes to nothing.

Not even a single relic was left.

Perhaps his great virtues will be praised by the world, but his breath will never be found in this world.

(End of this chapter)