Xuanmen demon repair

Waiting for an idle monk, without the support of the physical body, the cultivation base carried by the soul is not one out of ten, and when he meets the same level, how can he still be an opponent?

On the sailfish, the three primordial spirits tried their best to escape and resist, but they were still caught by the other three monks in the blink of an eye, and they could only cry for mercy one after another!

These robbers really have no benevolence and righteousness. If the body of the monks next to them was destroyed, which one would not take the initiative to ask relatives and friends of the same sect to protect them? How could they be so afraid of them like tigers?

Xu Tingchao's sword art changed again, and Zihu was surrounded by thunder. After a circle, he turned back and aimed at the other souls on the deck!

The eight monks who had never won the soul of their companions were all angry and resentful, but they never took action against the three comrades who were holding their souls and laughing wildly.

The nine beams of light split at the touch of a touch, bursting out with ear-piercing roars and dazzling colorful lights!

The three laughing monks quickly restrained themselves, opened their mouths and sucked in, swallowing the frightened and ferocious primordial spirit in their hands!

Seeing this, Xu Tingchao couldn't help but feel chills in his heart, the sword in his hand kept on, and Zihu's light and thunder surged again, aiming at the three thieves who were full of enjoyment!

The three of them were happy and fearless, and their aura all increased several times, and the radiance of magic weapons also increased sharply!A red light nearly a thousand feet long, a pitch-black ghost claw hundreds of feet long, and a pale sword light seven to eight hundred feet long, divided into three directions and slashed towards Xu Tingchao!Zihu Jianguang is blocked by other bandits, but the three of them don't need to pay too much attention!

Zihu Jianguang first collided with the magic weapons of the eight bandits. After the roar, five of them vomited blood and retreated. The remaining three were also pale and trembling!

The red glow, ghost claws, and sword lights all came forward. Xu Tingchao used the technique of moving the universe, and fled several miles away in an instant. Just as his figure appeared, he reached out and grabbed it from a distance. It was condensed out of thin air, and there was a Sanskrit singing hidden on it, and it was shot at the pitch-black ghost claw!

"Buddhist technique?!"

The owner of Ghost Claw's face immediately changed, and took back his magic weapon in a panic!Chi Mang and Jian Guang also came to rescue together, but in different ways, Chi Mang directly grabbed Buddha Guang's big hand, but Jian Guang went far away and slashed at Xu Tingchao's chest and abdomen!

Xu Tingchao had seen clearly a long time ago that this pale sword light is also a ghost!At that moment, Buddha Guang turned his big hand and held the red glow in his hand!Both eyes looked directly at the sword light that was coming, and another big golden hand formed out of thin air, and shot straight at the sword light in front of him from top to bottom!

This big hand is not a big grab from the Taoist sect, but one of the two spells that the old monk Ji'e left behind to exchange after he entered the fairy record. Has great power!

Although Xu Tingchao has cultivated the true qi of Buddhism, he only knows three kinds of Buddhist spells, all of which have already been practiced proficiently. Therefore, before the big golden hand came, the power of confinement was born in the palm of his hand, and the pale sword beam was trapped!

The owner of the sword light is also like the owner of the ghost claw. With a strange cry, he suddenly urged the treasure to move, trying to avoid it!However, Chimang was held by another big golden hand and couldn't break free, and the ghost claw flinched. The other eight people were entangled by Zihu's sword light. , Watching helplessly as his magic weapon was hit by the Buddha and Demon Mahamudra!

Hearing a shrill howl, the pale light dissipated, revealing a bone bead the size of a thumb, and the whole body was covered with cracks!The cultivator had already sprayed blood from his mouth, and fell limp to the ground. The soaring aura on his body dropped [-]% in an instant, and he was already as angry as a thread at this moment!

With such a method, the master of Ghost Claw lost all courage, his face flashed sternly, he took the treasure, and turned into a black smoke to escape!Just because he had just devoured the primordial spirit that he thought was his fellow robe, his cultivation base had soared, and he was not slow to escape!On the sailfish, the expressions of the remaining monks couldn't help but change!

Xu Tingchao's expression also sank, and suddenly a Buddha standing on a golden lotus appeared behind him!The Buddha flicked his fingers, and a golden lotus shot out, chasing the billowing black smoke!

From the beginning to the end, Xu Tingchao never raised his eyes to look at the ghost monk who fled in fright, and his face returned to the previous indifference. The Buddha behind him gradually disappeared, but it still made the hearts of the spirits on the flagship ship chill. !

At this moment, the eight bandits who had never devoured the Yuanshen had already fought three times with Zihu Jianguang, and all of them were wounded in their bodies and Yuanshen, and those with poor cultivation were directly on the deck!

The owner of the red light in the big golden hand is a man with a slanted scar on his face. He is also afraid at the moment, but the treasure is still held by the big golden hand. Unless he is determined to give it up, he can't escape!In anxiety, the scar on his face squirmed like a bright red centipede!

Xu Tingchao didn't use any other means anymore, he only used the sword formula, and the imperial messenger Zihu sword slashed back and forth, and there was no one standing on the deck, and the body of the man with the scar was also cut by the sword light. After making two cuts, he was smashed into coke by the purple thunder surrounded by the sword light, his soul was dimmed, and he was restrained by a clear light!

A black cloud billowed in the sky, and the ghost claw monk who escaped earlier also turned around obediently, and appeared in midair, his face pale as paper!On the forehead and between the brows, a golden lotus flower is imprinted, which seems to be slowly spinning!

Xu Tingchao didn't care about him, and waved away the magic weapons of the fallen cultivators, moved them one by one, and escaped into the cabin of the swordfish. 26nbsp;Having previous experience, this time he can be regarded as very familiar with it. He walked slowly all the way, ejected sword energy with his fingers, and beheaded the bandits in the Qi Refining Realm who were operating the boat in the cabin one by one!

Without hesitation, Xu Tingchao had already arrived at the rudder cabin. Before the two panicked bandits could react, they were shot between the eyebrows by two golden sword qi, and died. A young man in his twenties firmly held on to the disc-shaped rudder, shouting loudly: "Why did you stop? Let's go! Let's go! Let's go, that little evil star is coming!"

Xu Tingchao showed a strange look on his face. This robust young man's cultivation base is not worth mentioning, but his real age is indeed that old, and he doesn't have the slightest sinister aura like the other bandits. He even has a trace of purity. .

Xu Tingchao couldn't help being excited that there was such a person on board the bandit ship, he simply stood where he was, hugged his arms to his chest, and waited quietly.

The little monk yelled for a while, and felt that something was wrong, turned around to look, and suddenly trembled with fright, leaned on the steering wheel, his eyes widened, and stammered: "You, you, how did you come in?"

Xu Tingchao saw his foolish look on his face, sighed inwardly, and said softly, "Don't be afraid. What's your name?"

The silly young man was full of doubts, his wide eyes turned slightly, and he swept across the two corpses on the ground, and then trembled in fright, trying to find a place to hide, but the rudder cabin was very empty, where could he go? hide?In the end, he just put his head in his hands, squatted tightly in the corner on the left front, and curled up into a ball!

Xu Tingchao opened his mouth helplessly, but didn't say anything.

A moment later, the ghost claw monk appeared in the helm cabin, bowed, and then stood behind Xu Tingchao with lowered eyebrows, looking respectful.

"Who is he?"

Xu Tingchao looked indifferent, and his eyes fell on the young man who was huddled in the corner.

"Master, this person's name is Qiao Ersha, he is an idiot, born with supernatural powers, and is good at sailing boats!"

"Oh?"

"Qiao Er is often beaten up by the Qi refining monks on the ship, and every time he shrinks into a corner like this..."

Xu Tingchao turned his head, looked at the ghost claw monk, and said calmly: "Have you ever treated him like this?"

The ghost claw cultivator froze all over, and said in a shy voice: "The master is joking, how can this old slave be embarrassed by such a junior in Qi refining?"

This is not bad, Yuanshen is Yuanshen after all, even though he is extremely vicious, he still respects his identity, except for those with weird temperament, he will not bully juniors for no reason.

Xu Tingchao looked away, walked out, and did not forget to order: "Qiao Er is stupid, there are many dead bodies in the cabin, move them out to feed the fish!"

Hearing this, Brother Ghost Claw quickly took out a gloomy token and threw it at Qiao Ersha.

"Take this, and you can pass through the cabin as much as possible!"

After the two of them walked out of the helm cabin, Qiao Er raised his head sneakily and looked around for a while. Seeing that there was no one else, he quickly stood up proudly, picked up the token that fell on the floor, and beat him with a few strides. He hit the two fallen corpses and spat a few times!

"Deserve it! You deserve it if you die!"

He cursed and kicked a few more times, Qiao Ersha felt elated for a while.After a while, he slapped his head: "Feed the fish! Little Fiend asked to be dragged out to feed the fish! He is a good man, so we can't delay!"

After saying that, he lifted the belts of the two corpses one by one, and stepped out of the helm...

Xu Tingchao was standing on the deck of the swordfish, and the ghost claw cultivator was busily following his orders, planting restraints on his comrades who had collapsed on the ground.Seeing the Primordial Spirit of the man with the scarred face imprisoned there, there was a change in his heart. The golden lotus flower between his eyebrows suddenly became hot, causing him to cry out in pain, clutching his forehead and falling to the ground!

Qiao Ersha happened to bring out two dead bodies. He heard a scream and jumped up in fright. Looking left and right, he saw that the people lying on the ground were all seniors who were usually high above him. Senior Chen who just presented his token was even more Rolling and rolling on the ground, the scream came from his mouth!

Even if his brain is not very bright, Qiao Ersha knows that the reason why Elder Chen is like this is entirely because of that little evil star standing on the side of the boat!He is well aware of the abilities of these Yuanshen seniors, but now that they are being punished so miserably, that little evil star must be even more powerful!

Thinking of this, Qiao Ersha quickly shrank his neck, ran to the side of the boat, and threw the two corpses in his hands into the sea water!He just hoped to work hard to do the job ordered by the little evil star, so that he wouldn't get punched again!

Xu Tingchao didn't know what this idiot was thinking, his divine sense had already reached out for more than ten thousand miles, paying attention to the two big ships that were coming here.

When Qiao Ersha carried it seven times, a huge ship covered in flames stopped three miles away from the sailor ship.

"Master, this is the fire domain's legacy boat from Mingyang Valley! There must be a big shot from this faction coming!"

The ghost claw cultivator surnamed Chen has already recovered, and without waiting to ask, he introduced him respectfully, with an extremely frightened look on his face.

Xu Tingchao didn't move, and looked indifferently at the young white-robed monk who walked out of the leftover boat in the fire domain.This man was rich and handsome, with five flames embroidered in white, black, green, red, and yellow on his sleeves, and he seemed to have an extraordinary temperament.

The cultivator bowed his hands to Xu Tingchao: "Fang Ying in Mingyang Valley! I don't know what to call it?"