Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 211
As the nun said, she flicked her hand, and a cast bronze dragon turned into a stream of light and sank into the sky.

With a flash of blue light, without a sound, it turned into a hundred-foot-long green dragon.

Bronze cast dragon, one of the eight treasures of Qingling Temple, ranked fourth.

It is the founder of the Qingling Temple, refined from the perfect dragon soul of a ninth-level demon monarch, and it is extremely powerful.

Looking at the mountain forest below, Zhao Luan, who was one foot tall, with red hair all over, purple eyes, and a red evil spirit lingering around his body, Qinglong raised his eyebrows.

Flying red stiff!

Located in the graveyard, shrouded in yin, if it is Feitian Maozhu, even so, he can kill him with one move.

However, at this time, the target is a flying red zombie, and the certainty of killing it is less than [-]%.

Thirty-eight percent of three successes, try it, maybe you will be lucky, and you can kill this Feitian Hongzhi with one move!
The green dragon stretched its body, opened its mouth, and locked onto the flying red stiff below from afar.

Aiming, locked onto Fei Tian's red stiff head.

The next moment, a dazzling blue light burst out from the mouth of the dragon, and the green dragon spewed out seven mouthfuls of dragon flames in succession.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Seven scorching blue light beams pierced through layers of Yin Qi barriers and shot towards Feitian Hongzhu.

Due to the obstruction of the yin energy barrier on the grave, the speed of the green dragon flame was slightly blocked.

But even so, Zhao Luan didn't notice it. He didn't realize the danger until the blue dragon flame was only three feet away from his body.

Zhao Luan's scalp was numb and exploded. For the first time, he really felt death!
Before he had time to think about it, Zhao Luan kicked his feet, almost instinctively leaping towards the sky.

"Ow~"

With a shrill scream, the two legs fell off, and a purple-black rain of blood floated in the air.

In a hurry, Zhao Luan avoided the vital parts, but was hit by two cyan dragon flames, directly breaking his calf.

Because of Zhao Luan's dodge, the other five cyan dragon flames shot at the three flying hair zombies behind Zhao Luan, and directly headshot these three unlucky flying hair zombies.

"Who, who is it, get out!"

Zhao Luan, who was about to die, was startled and angry, roaring again and again.

The yin energy from his body surged out and turned into two yin chains, which captured the broken legs on the ground and spliced ​​them back together.

There was a rattling sound of flesh and bones rubbing against each other, and Zhao Luan's calf instantly recovered to its original state under the powerful self-healing ability of Feitian Hongzhi.

Then the Yin Sha Qi continued to surge, condensing a pair of red Yin Sha battle armor.

Zhao Luan, who was wearing a battle armor, raised his eyes to the sky, his purple eyes overflowing with murderous aura.

He stood in emptiness, with wisps of red evil spirit overflowing from all over his body, radiating in all directions, like a spider's web, covering the entire sky of the graveyard in the blink of an eye.

What the hell is this?

Seeing the red aura that suddenly appeared in the surrounding space, Qinglong frowned, and a deep uneasiness welled up in his heart.

Not good!

This is definitely not a good thing!

Qinglong swung its body and flew out towards the higher sky.

"In my territory, if you still want to leave, get out of here!"

Zhao Luan pinched his right hand suddenly, pinching the red lines of evil spirit, and then pulled down.

Boom~~~~!

The sky vibrated, and the huge red spider web covering the entire cemetery suddenly tightened, and everything in the web was imprisoned.

Qinglong was also entangled by more than a dozen lines of evil spirit.

Qinglong only felt a huge pulling force coming from under his feet, pulling his dragon body down.

Qinglong was shocked, and quickly used all his strength to fly upwards.

bang bang bang~
Qinglong, who was doing his best, instantly broke seven or eight evil spirit lines, and rushed out towards the higher sky.

"I still want to run!"

Zhao Luan was furious, and with a flick of his right hand, red lines of sinister energy shot out like arrows, swung towards the green dragon like an overwhelming sky, and entangled the dragon's body.

This Flying Red Zombie is too strong!
Looking at the dense red aura on Qinglong's body, Jiang Lei frowned.

"Get out of here!"

Zhao Luan roared angrily, and pulled down with his right hand, tens of thousands of red sinister energy lines tightened instantly, pulling Qinglong down from the sky.

The huge dragon's body hit the ground heavily, making a loud bang.

"Stealth?"

Looking at the muddy water splashed high out of nowhere on the ground.

Zhao Luan let out a cold snort, squeezed the Jue, and shot out a stream of sinister air, instantly breaking the invisibility talisman on Qinglong's body.

As soon as the invisibility talisman was broken, Qinglong's huge dragon body suddenly appeared.

Is this a real dragon?

Is this the real dragon that almost killed me?

No, this is not a real dragon.

The wind follows the tiger, the cloud follows the dragon, if it is a real dragon, if you want to escape, you will definitely not be able to catch him.

Looking at the huge green dragon on the ground, Zhao Luan frowned, full of doubts.

However, the next moment, his brows stretched again, and a hideous and terrifying smile appeared on his face.

Whoever you are, if you want to kill me, just go to hell!

Zhao Luan stretched out his right hand, and the smoldering yin energy that surged all over his body spread down his arm, and condensed into a scarlet yin scorpion sword in his hand.

"kill!"

Zhao Luan let out an angry roar, and with a flash of his figure, he held the Yin Sha saber and slashed down at the head of the green dragon.

What the hell!

Qinglong was startled and wanted to fly away, but his entire dragon body was now entangled in the sinister air, and he couldn't fly at all.

"Dragon Shield!"

With a thought, Qinglong spat out, and a dragon-shaped shield flew out.

boom!
In Zhao Luan's hand, the Yin Sha Saber slashed fiercely on the dragon-shaped shield, and the shield flew out directly.

Seeing the little green dragon whistling and flying out, Zhao Luan was really startled, and then he flicked his right hand, and hundreds of lines of sinister energy were thrown out, fixing the little blue dragon in mid-air, completely entangled.

"Do you still have the means? If not, then let me die!"

Zhao Luan smiled ferociously again, raised the Yin Sha Saber, and slashed down Huashan Mountain with one blow.

"Jiang Lei, you little bastard, if you don't make a move, I will die!"

Qinglong yelled at Jiang Lei.

Jiang Lei had a gossip mirror on his head, and his whole body was shrouded in the golden light of the gossip, breaking through layers of yin and energy barriers, and holding the evil sword in his hand, he came in a flash.

"Ugly, your opponent is me!"

Jiang Lei roared, and slashed at Zhao Luan with his sword.

"asshole!"

Zhao Luan was furious, but he didn't dare to take it head-on. He changed course with the Yin Sha Saber in his hand, and slashed at Jiang Lei.

when!
The swords collided, and a cloud of sparks exploded in the air!
Flying Red Zombie is not weaker than Jiang Lei's Transformer clone.

The collision between the two didn't take advantage of it, and they flew out together.

"Kill it, kill these two guys!"

Zhao Luan turned over and stood still, roaring angrily at the remaining flying fur.

"Yes, Mountain Lord!"

Flying Mao Zong, who was dressed in black and red Yinsha battle armor and held a Yinsha sword, responded, and led one hundred and eight Mao Zong who were wearing black Yinsha armor and holding a black Yinsha sword, and rushed up.

Jiang Lei turned over and stabilized his figure, then shot back and landed in front of Qinglong.

Whoosh, whoosh, swished the evil sword, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, cutting off the evil spirit that bound the green dragon.

"Ang~~~!"

The Qinglong who had regained his freedom let out a roar, and opened his mouth to breathe out dragon flames.

The scorching blue dragon flames flew out like arrows, blocking the culling army of zombies, killing and wounding countless flying hairs.

Jiang Lei held a big sword and a gossip mirror on his head. He cooperated with one person and one dragon, and temporarily entangled Zhao Luan and the group of flying hairs.

At the same time, halfway up the mountain.

A gossip mirror hangs in the air, and the golden light of the gossip protects the nun and Yan Ping.

This gossip mirror belongs to a female Taoist nun, and it is a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Jiang Lei looked anxious: "Junior Sister, quickly cast the spell, this is the graveyard, the territory of Fei Tian Mao Zong, Qinglong and I won't last long!"

"Yan Daoyou, please protect me. I want to cast a spell to activate the gossip sealing magic array that my ancestors set up back then."

As the female Taoist said, she took out eight order flags and a law rope from her cloth bag.

As soon as the command flag and the dharma rope came out, they were stimulated by the surrounding Yin Qi, and a faint golden light burst out instantly.

The eight command flags and the dharma rope are not regarded as treasures of the Qingling Guan, because part of them is missing.

The commanding flag originally had sixteen sides, and its full name is Yinyang Bagua Fumo Banner. It is one of the eight great treasures of Qingling Temple, and it is also the strongest treasure.

300 years ago, the master of Qingling Temple, the seventh-generation Taoist of Qingling, that is, the ancestor of Jiang Lei, used another eight command flags and eight dharma ropes to set up a gossip-encapsulating formation around the tomb. Sealed Fei Tianmao in the graveyard.

The female Taoist planted the eight command flags on the ground according to the direction of the eight trigrams, then picked up the Dharma rope, wrapped it around the flagpole, and began to wind it.

Following the movement of the nun, strands of golden threads overflowed from the command flag, rushed up into the sky, and radiated in all directions.

"No, that junior from Qingling Temple wants to trigger the gossip sealing magic formation!"

Seeing the sudden increase of golden threads in the sky, Zhao Luan yelled that something was wrong.

"There is a junior from Qinglingguan who is casting spells, go and kill him!"

Zhao Luan shouted at Feitian Mao Zong.

"Yes, Mountain Lord!"

Fei Tian Mao Zong withdrew from the battle circle, his figure flew up, holding a sword in his hand, and headed towards the female Taoist nun.

Yan Ping said: "You continue to cast spells, and leave the flying Mao Zong to me."

"Thank you!"

As the female Taoist said, she continued to circle the order flag with the rope in her hand.

The sixteen command flags are a set, and if you want to mobilize the gossip demon array deployed around the tomb, you have to go around eight times to the left, eight times to the right, and sixteen times.

Yan Ping held the white feather sword and slashed forward.

hum~
The sword body trembled, and a stream of sword energy flew out, turning into a dragon of sword energy, and flew towards Fei Tian Mao Zong.

"Roar!"

Fei Tian Mao Zong let out a loud roar, his eyes were red, and the black evil spirit rolled up all over his body, and he slashed out with the Yin evil sword in his hand.

A streak of black saber energy shot out, shooting towards the Demon Slayer Sword.

Not to be outdone, the Demon Slaying Sword trembled and shot out a golden and red sword energy.

boom!
The sword qi collided with the sword qi dragon, and the sword qi long dragon suppressed the black knife like a cripple, and then chased after it with a tremor, slashing at Fei Tian Mao Zong, and directly chopped the Fei Tian Mao Zong into fine powder.

"Gossip seals demons, get up!"

After winding the last round of the Dharma rope, the female Taoist chanted the Dharma mantra, while pinching the Dharma Jue with her hand, and lifted it up suddenly.

shhhhhh~!

Eight arm-thick golden lights shot up into the sky, crossed the sky, broke through layers of yin barriers, and fell towards the eight directions of the grave.

In the eight corners around the cemetery, there are eight other flags buried.

swoosh swish~
A streak of golden light as thick as an arm fell, triggering a command flag.

Immediately, I saw eight huge golden eyes rising into the sky from the eight directions of east, south, west, north, northeast, southeast, northwest, and southwest around the tomb.

At the same time, the eight dharma ropes connecting the eight command flags also bloomed with dazzling golden light. The dharma rope-shaped golden light flew high into the sky, connected with the golden beam of light, and spun and woven into a dazzling golden gossip diagram.

Looking at the gossip chart in the sky, Zhao Luan frowned.

"what!"

With a loud roar, he exploded with all his strength, slashing Jiang Lei and Qinglong into the air with a single blow, and retreated quickly, falling back into the zombie crowd.

"Place up!"

Zhao Luan roared.

One hundred and eight Mao Zong suddenly formed a group of three to form 36 triads, and then a group of nine trios to form a huge four-element array.

"Gossip seals the devil, seal!"

The female Taoist squeezed the Fa Jue with her hands and pressed down.

boom!
The huge gossip diagram in the sky rotated and pressed down towards the grave.

zizizi~
In the heavy rain, bursts of white smoke rose, and the Eight Diagrams brought a majestic Taoist power to melt and dissolve all the Yin Qi that filled the space.

"Ahhh, three talents, nine palaces and four elephants, get up for me!"

Zhao Luan roared and lifted his hands up.

boom!
The Yin Qi from the roots of Yingu Mountain flowed out frantically and flowed onto the formation.

In the sky above the big formation, there appeared four balls of tumbling liquid Yin Qi. The liquid Yin Qi kept changing and condensed into four ferocious beasts.

Roar~ Roar~ Roar~ Roar~
Huge black tigers, black dragons, black Suzakus, and black basalts all raised their heads to the sky and roared again and again.

boom!
The huge golden gossip map was pressed down with unparalleled strength, and collided with the four elephant beasts.

The entire Yinbone Mountain trembled, the muddy water on the ground evaporated directly under the pressure of two forces of different attributes, the big tree fell, and was torn into powder by the powerful energy turbulence.

The female Taoist: "Senior brother, what should we do now, the gossip sealing magic formation seems to have no effect!"

Looking at the void in the distance, the roaring four elephant beasts.

A trace of admiration appeared on Jiang Lei's pale face, and he said, "I never thought that Feitian Hongzhu would come up with such a formation to resist the Eight Diagrams Sealing Demon Formation!"

Female Taoist: "Brother, don't think about it, you should think of a way!"

Jiang Lei smiled wryly and said: "It's easy to break the formation, but it's also very difficult. As long as the one hundred and eight hair zombies are killed, the formation will naturally be broken."

With a bang, the dirt flew up.

Qinglong flew out from the ground eight meters deep.

The two large formations squeezed each other just now, his dragon body was too huge, he couldn't dodge it, and was directly squeezed into the ground.

so horrible!

Qinglong was terrified.

Fortunately, his body made of copper is stronger than his dragon body, otherwise, he would definitely be crushed to pieces by the violent spiritual storm!

The female Taoist said anxiously, "Brother, if you say this, it means you didn't say it."

Yan Ping said, "I'll break the formation."

The nun felt an auditory hallucination in her ears, "You?"

Jiang Lei shouted, "Yan Daoyou, don't force yourself!"

Yan Ping smiled calmly, with the white feather sword lying across his chest, his left hand and two fingers slowly wiped the sword body, a layer of mutton-fat jade-colored sword energy slowly emerged.

"cut!"

Yan Ping held the white feather sword and slashed forward.

A beam of mutton-fat jade-colored sword energy that was hundreds of feet wide broke through the barriers of Yin energy and appeared in front of Zhao Luan and the group of Mao Zong.

Confucianism cultivator!Sword repair!
Suet jade-colored sword energy!

Zhao Luan's frightened complexion changed. He could feel the terrifying power contained in the suet jade-colored sword energy. He quickly raised his hand, and the red evil spirit condensed, forming a huge red shield to protect the ground. hair stiff.

Pfft, like a hot knife cutting butter!
The sword energy surrounded by a layer of mutton fat jade light easily tore through the shield's defense.

"No!"

Accompanied by Zhao Luan's mournful roar, he split dozens of flying hair zombies behind the shield into two with a single sword, and the corpses fell apart to the two sides, and the colorful internal organs fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)