Mozun Immortal Emperor

The hairs of Long Jiaoyang and the others exploded on end. This moment was too horrifying. The old monk who was judged dead by the old blind man had suddenly come back to life like this!

"This is a fraudulent corpse!" Daodetian took three steps back in horror. He wanted to continue to retreat, but he was afraid that he would be suppressed by the Ice and Snow Holy Mountain if he was too far away from Long Jiaoyang, so he could only stop.

Long Jiaoyang secretly stimulated the heart of righteousness and evil, and had a reaction with the fairy mirror of Qiankun. If the old monk made a move, he would immediately use the tree of death to deal with him.

The old blind man's wrinkled face was also full of disbelief, and he asked very boldly, "Old monk, are you obsessed with it?"

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful." The old monk opened and closed his eyes, the sun, the moon and the stars turned upside down, and the whole world seemed to be reincarnated. Long Jiaoyang and others seemed to re-experience their lives in a flash.

This is the art of reincarnation against the sky!

"Tomb robber, life master, double cultivator of righteousness and evil, Dao Xin Tong Xuan..." The old monk glanced around, spoke calmly, but revealed the identities and secret techniques of Long Jiaoyang and others.

After a slight pause, the old monk sighed and said, "It's a pity, the old monk guarded this thing during his life, and he also guarded it here after death. In the end, no Buddhist disciples could come here, and finally it is not a thing of Buddhism. Apart from provoking blood robbery, there is nothing to do." Any good fortune, I will give it to you and take it away from the Buddhaland."

Hearing this, Daodetianjun rolled his eyes, ran forward a few steps quickly, licked his face and stood opposite the old monk and said, "Old monk, my function is the greatest when I enter here. If you have anything, give it to me. me."

Long Jiaoyang raised his sword eyebrows, he really wanted to show Daode Tianjun, this guy is much more shameless than the empty monk back then.

The old monk smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist, things are easy to get but not easy to throw away, you have to think clearly."

"Master Dao is willing to risk his life to keep the magic treasures for Buddhist Taoist friends. In the future, Master Dao will return the treasures when he meets Buddhist disciples." Daode Tianjun said with a righteous expression on his face, so that all the saliva splashed on the old monk's face face.

"This tomb robber is really shameless." The old blind man shook his head and said

"Okay, since the benefactor has promised so, I will give you the most important magic weapon."

The old monk probed into the ground with one hand, as if opening up the world, causing the whole earth to shake, and he pulled up a giant stele full of fairy light. This huge stele full of fairy light is extraordinary. The sun, with the Dao pattern of true yang, emits the real light of the sun. Below the sun is a boundless sea. This sea is also alive, exuding innate water patterns, and has the tendency to slant out and drown all living beings. And below the sea there is a waning moon surrounded by stars.

Long Jiaoyang, the old blind man, and Chu Ling'er were shocked on the spot. This stele is too extraordinary. It contains several different Dao principles, but it did not burst, but instead gave birth to fairy lines. This is too extraordinary.

boom!

There was a loud noise from the Ice and Snow Mountain. This time, the Ice and Snow Mountain was directly exploded without any trace or cover.

"The immortal stele is indeed here!" The skinny white-browed old man shouted excitedly, his thin palms that were only left with bones slashed down towards the immortal stele.

"Buddhist pure land, how can we allow you to be rampant?" The old monk was angry, and the magic pestle flew up into the sky. What it exuded was not the gentle Buddha power, but the killing power that killed everything. Out of the power of immortal Buddha!

Boom—boom!

This blow was extremely domineering, piercing through the skinny man's hand bones, causing the void to explode, and a dark cosmic black hole appeared, devouring the corpses of countless Buddhist disciples who died tragically.

"Buried in the starry sky, refining the body in chaos, the road to the afterlife, enlightened by Bodhi."

The old monk pointed to the starry sky, and the power of the immortal Buddha captured the souls of the disciples of the Buddha and sent them into reincarnation.

The old monk was too domineering, and he injured the strong man with the fairy pattern who was a descendant of the fairy demon with one blow.

"No, he died a long time ago, it's just his obsession, and he was able to activate the immortal pattern because of this immortal tablet." The old man in Tsing Yi pinched his fingers and deduced the clue.

"How could there be people in this mountain? How could the defense formed by the few of us be broken down without a sound?" The majestic old man with a bloody ruler frowned.

"I know why, isn't the old monk standing in front of the wicked and evil king of the Immortal Demon Pit? This guy has a bullying talisman in his hand, and he has used it many times to avoid our execution." The old man in Tsing Yi recognized the morality Tianjun.

The majestic old man with a bloody ruler in his hand increased his murderous intent, "This hateful guy once stole the grave of my grandfather's grandfather, and this deceiving God Talisman is the thing buried with him."

The three strong men with fairy patterns in the sky stared at them, and they had killing intent, which made Daode Tianjun break out in cold sweat. Most importantly, he didn't want the stele in the old monk's hand.

"Old monk, can you exchange for another fairy thing? I can't afford this stele for suppressing immortals and gods." Daodetianjun said cautiously

"Why can't you afford it? If you hold this monument in your hand, won't the tomb raiding and treasure hunting become more unimpeded in the future? Let's go on." The old monk didn't give Daode Tianjun a chance to refuse, and directly took this huge monument. It was handed over to Daode Tianjun, and the old monk did not know what method he used to make Daode Tianjun spray a mouthful of blood on the Zhenxian Monument, making the Zhenxian Monument shrink ten thousand times to the size of a palm.

Daodetianjun cried, and two lines of tears flowed from the corner of his eyes, "Old monk, are you trying to force me to death? You know that they know me, and you still want to give me this monument that will attract siege... You are a monk, why are you thinking so badly?"

"Amitabha, the benefactor said earlier that he was willing to risk his life to preserve the treasure for Buddhist disciples. This monk is just to fulfill your wish." The old monk smiled slightly, and then he looked up at the three strong immortals and said, "And this monk can I assure you, they will not go after you, and the blood feud of Buddhist disciples must be avenged."

The expressions of the three strong immortals in the void changed slightly. The old monk didn't pay attention to them at all in his words, as if killing them was as easy as killing a chicken.

"This old monk is not weak. We can win a battle with him, but we also need to pay a terrible price. I think it is better to retreat first. Now that I know who owns the stele, are we afraid that we will not be able to get it after the old monk disappears? "The old man in Tsing Yi wanted to retire, he didn't want to fight a dead old monk, and lose half his life here, it's not worth it.

"Fellow Daoist Li Qingyun is right. If we fight against a dead man, even if we win, there will be no glory. Why don't we retreat thousands of miles and wait until he disappears, and then return here to look for the immortal monument." The injured white-browed old man said.

"Well, the few people in this mountain are all going to die, and the news of Zhenxian Monument cannot be leaked." The majestic old man with a bloody heavy ruler in his hand said endlessly.