Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 332 Jiumokong Falls to Fairy Island
Yelu Zhigu punched Jiumokong nearly a hundred times at one time, but for some reason, Yuanshen's attack power was greatly reduced, otherwise he would definitely have killed Jiumokong.

"Don't...don't fight"

Jiumokong, whose primordial spirit was severely injured, struggled to utter a few words.

After being beaten like this, he can still speak, which shows how terrifying his strength is.

The answer to him was thousands of punches, and the damage continued to accumulate, like a stream converging into a river, and the Immortal Golden Body couldn't cover it anymore. Jiumokong's bones were broken in many places, and the bones on his shoulders and chest were directly exposed. There was blood everywhere, and he looked terribly miserable.

"Hit... hit you"

With some strength, Jiumokong raised his hand slowly, and slapped Yelu Zhigu's cold face softly.

I don't know whether it's because he can't stand it anymore, or because he ended the confrontation with the soul treasure tree in Yeluzhigu's body, the relic suddenly released a golden light, tearing apart the space with the crippled Jiumokong, and disappeared.

Yeluzhi Guli, who had lost his attack target, stood still for a while, then turned around, took one step at a time, returned to the wicker chair to lie down, and swayed in a regular rhythm, wisps of decaying breath drifted out from her body, and There was no difference just now.

On the ground, the blood left by Jiumokong was absorbed by the spirit gathering array, leaving only a footprint.

After an unknown amount of time, a light flashed in the sky, bright as day, and the next second, two figures appeared in the yard.It was none other than Cao Yi and the seriously injured Jiu Jianxian.

Seeing the messy footprints in the yard, Cao Yi looked at Yeluzhi in doubt and asked, "What happened?"

Yelv Zhigu, who was lying on the rattan chair, just shook his body slightly without making any response.

"Are you Yelv Zhigu, or the Soul Tree?"

Cao Yi was a little confused about Yelv Zhigu's current state.

Yeluzhigu still didn't respond, just like the zombie state before.

At this time, a light blue light came from a distance, as fast as lightning, fell on the wall of the Taoist temple, and turned into an extremely small figure, it was none other than King Shen.

"What happened?"

Cao Yi asked.

It is impossible for Shen Wang, who has been nearby, not to know what happened.

Shen Wang didn't say anything, and directly passed a divine thought.

In the next second, Cao Yi saw the scene of Jiumokong being brutally abused by Yelu Zhigu.

Jiumokong, who was on a par with him, was actually vulnerable to Yelv Zhigu.

Cao Yi looked at Yelu Zhigu with surprise.

"what happened?"

The Sword Immortal of Wine at the side asked.

Cao Yi transferred his spiritual thoughts to him.

Then, Jiu Jianxian froze immediately.

This seemingly inconspicuous corpse demon almost beat Jiumokong to death.

If it weren't for the fact that the divine sense does not allow falsehood, he would never believe it to be true.

Cao Yi walked up to Yelv Zhigu and kept saying that Yelv Zhigu didn't respond to him just now, which made him a little worried.

After standing for a while, seeing no reaction from Yelv Zhigu, Cao Yi felt relieved, and stretched out a finger towards the center of Yelv Zhigu's eyebrows.

During the process, Yelv Zhigu still didn't respond, Cao Yi's finger landed smoothly on the center of Yeluzhigu's eyebrows, and a cold feeling came from his fingertips, not much different from before.

In Yeluzhigu's sea of ​​knowledge, the treasure tree of souls has taken root and sprouted, and the roots have extended to Yeluzhigu's body. As if together, the released soul power is pure and not strong at all. It is hard to believe that Yeluzhigu It was because of this that he easily beat Jiumokong.

Suddenly, a pair of purple eyes caught Cao Yi's eyes.

After looking at each other for a while, Cao Yi slowly withdrew his hand.

Yeluzhigu's eyes closed, and his body also resumed shaking slightly.

"This small tree in the corpse monster's sea of ​​consciousness is not easy!"

The Sword Immortal Jiu sighed with emotion.

"go in"

Cao Yi led Jiu Jianxian into the hall and started a new round of healing.

Time passed quickly.

Suddenly, a paper crane bathed in pale green light flew in from the window, hovered in the air after hovering for a while.

Cao Yi opened his eyes and looked up at Zhihe.

He sensed this thing when it was five miles away, and ignored it. He didn't expect this thing to fly directly to him.

"find me"

Jiu Jianxian opened his eyes, raised his hand and sucked it, and the paper crane fell into his hand.

It turned into one voice: "Junior brother, next month's Daoism Conference, you must come back, it's about the demons."

Jiu Jianxian didn't react when he heard the first half of the sentence, but his pupils shrank when he heard the second half.

"Demon?"

Cao Yi thought of the setting and plot of the game of Immortal Sword II.

Demons, from the Demon Realm.The leader is Mozun (not Zhonglou), and Mozun is trapped by the Tiangang Sword Formation of the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect.

Kong Lin, the flag-holder of the Demon Realm, tried to rescue him, but was caught by the Juggernaut and locked into the Demon Locking Tower.

The demon lock tower collapsed at the end of the first stage of the fairy sword, and a large number of demons escaped, and Kong Lin was one of them.

After that, Kong Lin calculated that Li Xiaoyao, who was the head of Shushan, succeeded.

Fairy Sword II is basically a struggle between the demon clan represented by Kong Lin and the human forces represented by Wang Xiaohu and Li Xiaoyao's daughter. Of course, a demon monk, Zen Master Qianye, came out later.

"It's about the demons, we must go back."

The Wine Sword Immortal spoke.

"What is a monastic assembly?"

Compared with the demons, Cao Yi is more interested in the Daoism Conference.

Jiu Jianxian looked at Cao Yi like a lunatic and said, "You don't know about the Daoism Conference?"

Cao Yi just nodded without further explanation.

"The Monastic Conference is a grand gathering for monks. It is held every 30 years. At first, it was to resist the demons. Later, the demons were suppressed in large numbers, so it is no different from ordinary gatherings."

Jiu Jianxian explained.

"I see"

Cao Yi nodded.

……

On Xianling Island and Lingyue Palace, many ever-burning lamps emit faint light.

Jiang shi was lying on a big bed, breathing evenly.

Zhao Linger and Li Xiaoyao, who were waiting on the sidelines, looked very calm.

Grandma woke up once not long ago, and she was fine.

"Ling'er, I think"

Li Xiaoyao hesitated to speak.

"Thinking about what?"

Zhao Linger's pretty face showed curiosity.

Li Xiaoyao twitched for a while, lowered his voice and said, "That"

Zhao Linger didn't respond, "Which one?"

Li Xiaoyao gestured a few times.

Zhao Linger understood, lowered her head, blushed and nodded.

Although it wasn't the first time, she was still very shy.

"Go, go take a shower"

Li Xiaoyao stood up and pulled the astonished Zhao Linger out of the room.

The two leave the room.

After half an hour, Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er came out from both sides of the pool respectively. When they arrived at the Water Moon Palace, they saw a monk sitting cross-legged on the ground with a glowing stone on his head.

"A monk?"

Li Xiaoyao subconsciously protected Zhao Linger behind him.

The monk sitting on the ground, or Jiumokong, opened his eyes with a gentle and compassionate smile on his face. .”

After experiencing the incident of three moon worshipers, Li Xiaoyao is very wary of strangers.

"Whoever you are, leave immediately."

After finishing speaking, he directly performed the Imperial Sword Technique.

With a bang, a three-foot green blade flew out of the Shuiyue Palace and lay between the two sides.

"Swordsmanship"

Jiumokong frowned slightly.

(End of this chapter)