The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 265 Lord Shenghedao

It was a nine-story ancient pagoda, with strands of gray-black haze floating away. The moment it appeared, the sword energy around the fierce bird appeared to collapse and wither.

It is obviously a formless sword energy, but at this moment, it is like a metal object. After thousands of years, the color peels off, the shape decays, and finally turns into ashes and is lost in the dust of history.

"You actually forced me to use the sacred weapon given by my Lord. You deserve to die!"

The vast ocean of sword energy collapsed in pieces, but the fierce bird whose body was torn apart by the Sword of the Flame let out a painful roar, because its body was cut into two pieces by a sword. Under the erosion of the black energy, it also began to decay and The appearance of dilapidation and decay.

As a controller, he cannot control the power of the ancient pagoda, and may even suffer backlash. Donghuang, who is locked by the ancient pagoda, has to face even more terrifying forces of erosion and decay.

Feng Qing'an could see the gray and black haze flowing out like a tide from the ever-expanding ancient tower. Then it surged faster and faster, just like a river bursting its banks, the tide surged out and covered the sky.

The vast ocean of sword energy spread out by Donghuang continued to swallow up, and finally, like a sea tide, it swept across the heaven and earth, making a rumbling sound of thunder and rushing in.

Dang~

A bell that shook the ages and resounded throughout the universe rang out from the darkness and nothingness. The wave of gray and black haze rushing in the darkness suddenly collapsed.

Even the source of the haze, the simple nine-story ancient pagoda, was covered with fine cracks under the vibration of the bell, and was almost about to burst on the spot.

"What's this?"

The five-headed ghost car, which was cut down to only half a breath, panicked. This forbidden weapon was the biggest trump card and support in its hand. If this was useless, then it would have no way to survive.

A bright fairy light appeared between Donghuang's eyebrows, and then she saw a small red gold bell flying out from her eyebrows. The mouth of the bell turned into a radius of about ten feet, hanging on Donghuang's head, and the immortal brilliance hung from it. Donghuang's figure was submerged in it, exuding a Taoist charm that would last forever and be invulnerable to all evil spirits.

Qiang Qiang——

The crisp and sweet sound of phoenix chirping sounded, and thousands of rays of light erupted on the fairy bell. A phoenix with bright feathers broke free and flew out from the bell wall, turning into a noble and gorgeous phoenix.

Lifelike, as if a real fairy phoenix spreads its wings and flies out. Wherever the phoenix passes, sacred chains of order hang down. The surging gray-black decaying mist suddenly disappears. Behind it, only auspicious energy rises, without any trace. Dirty and ominous.

When the phoenix flew in front of the majestic and majestic tower, it just looked at it carefully, then lowered its head and pecked lightly.

Ding~

The clear and melodious sound of gold and jade clashing sounded, and it was seen that this forbidden weapon, with just a little bit of mist escaping, could make a ghost and fairy withered body fall into pieces and explode on the spot.

When the forbidden weapon is destroyed, there will be a torrential mist, and the infinite evil spirits will lose their restraints and sweep across the dark void.

However, with a sonorous phoenix cry, the phoenix flying out of the fairy bell opened its slender beak. With its seemingly small body, it opened its mouth and spit out an endless sea of ​​fire, burning all the evil energy and smog in the sky.

Finally, this immortal phoenix came to life and seemed to have its own will. He looked at the fragments left behind after the forbidden weapon collapsed. As for the five ghost chariots, he didn't even look at them.

Because, in the darkness and nothingness at this moment, there is no other existence except Donghuang. The ghost fairy was rubbed by the flames spitted out from the mouth of the immortal phoenix. It was just a wisp of flames, and without saying a word, it turned into Fly ash.

Clang!

The Immortal Phoenix looked satisfied after swallowing the fragments of the forbidden weapon, and then circled around in the darkness. After seeing that there was no more filthy evil energy, it immediately returned to the Immortal Bell.

"So, this is your background, Donghuang!"

It was the first time that Feng Qing'an saw this fairy bell and was amazed. Although he had been exposed to it before, he was in a state of transformation at that time and was completely unaware of all the changes in the outside world.

"Huang Ji Shocking Bell!"

Donghuang opened his mouth and told the name of the fairy bell. The moment his words came out of his mouth, the fairy bell buzzed, as if in response.

"What level of immortal weapon is this?"

Feng Qing'an thought about the name of this fairy bell, and then asked, he knew that there are three, six or nine levels of fairy weapons. But he really didn't know how to divide it.

This touched on his blind spot. After all, the practitioners he met had no access to immortal weapons. Immortality, for them, is beyond their reach.

"It was originally a Taoist artifact, but now..."

"Boy, stop asking about things you shouldn't ask about. It won't do you any good."

Before Donghuang finished speaking, he heard the voice of an indifferent girl speaking in his consciousness. Feng Qing'an was stunned and didn't realize for a moment who the owner of this voice was.

Because he is currently communicating with Donghuang through the soul contract, who can hear the sound of their communication? He was able to intervene, but the most important thing was that Donghuang did not stop him.

"Huangji Shocking World Bell?!"

The next moment, Feng Qingan realized, who else could be present? What else could make Donghuang indifferent besides the fairy bell?

The Immortal Weapon has complete spiritual thinking and can speak. There is nothing surprising about it. The Minglong Armor he wears is like this. The reason why he chats with him is just because he likes it. If he wants to speak, he can do it at any time. It can be done.

"snort!"

A cold snort, self-explanatory.

"Ha ha!"

Feng Qing'an laughed twice in embarrassment. The current state of this fairy bell could be seen to be wrong at a glance. After all, it was hanging above Dong Huang's head.

The cracks all over the bell body tell the story of the fairy bell’s past. The bell body was shattered, indicating that everything that happened that year must have been extremely tragic, and the outcome was not good. It was a past that was not willing to be mentioned.

The question he just asked was tantamount to exposing a scar. Naturally, this Immortal Sect did not have a good temper for him. Listening to the meaning in Donghuang's tone, his rank was knocked down.

After being shattered, it still has a complete intelligence, which shows how glorious this fairy bell was in the past. Unfortunately, the more glorious it is, the more unacceptable the gap becomes when compared to the current situation.

"Just kill this Ten-Tribulation Ghost Immortal. The Chuangjie Mountain behind it confirms its death. If we trace it, wouldn't it cause big trouble?"

Feng Qing'an changed the subject and also expressed his confusion. Regardless of whether the cave spirit had heard of Chuangjie Mountain or not, being able to have a Ten-Tribulation Ghost Immortal guarding the door was enough to prove that it must be a giant.

"Boy, do you think I don't exist? So what if I'm trying to trace you? You have to find out!"

A faint bell sounded, accompanied by the sound of the Huangji Jingshi Bell. The majestic bell swept through the dark world. In an instant, it wiped out all the visible and invisible energy, even reversed the cause and effect, and confused the heaven.

Erasing everything that happened here makes it impossible for people to use supernatural powers to deduce, let alone trace.

"Do you know Chuangjie Mountain?"

Feng Qingan asked Donghuang and Xianzhong, but he didn't have much hope.

Because it only took a few hundred years for Donghuang to wake up, which was really insignificant compared to the long years she had been sleeping. It is impossible for Donghuang to know what happened during this period. It was he who sent the Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scrolls that were widely circulated in the world.

"I don't know, it's nothing to worry about. It's just a little ghost fairy. The one who looked after me back then was the fairy from two places."

Huangji Jingshizhong spoke out, his voice full of disdain. His glorious past allowed him to remain calm even when he was in a trough.

"Is the Earth Immortal guarding the door?"

The corners of Feng Qing'an's mouth twitched twice. Above the human immortals were the earthly immortals. He had yet to see a real human immortal with any outstanding grace and posture.

The broken bell above Donghuang's head was once guarded by two earthly immortals. But think about it, it is a Taoist artifact handed down from ancient times, and it sounds like it is of a higher grade than an immortal artifact. It is not surprising that it is treated like this, even if it is only used. To decorate the facade.

"Boy, don't worry. It's just a little trouble. There's no need to panic. If your watchdog is killed, how much effort will you put into searching for it?"

"Go to poverty and fall to the underworld!"

Feng Qing'an was determined. Who else could be his watchdog besides Hei Shan?

"..."

"gone back!"

Dong Huang tore apart the void with a wave of his hand, and when he walked out and was about to return to the ghost country, he took back the Phoenix Jingshi Bell.

Feng Qingan also withdrew his intention to invest in Donghuang at this moment. There was no need to think too much about what Donghuang would do next. This king with an extremely strong personality would definitely clean up his subordinates.

There is no need for him to intervene in this kind of matter. He should worry about his own affairs now, how to use his physical characteristics to clean up the ghosts that flow from the netherworld to the human world.

It may not be feasible to take off the Huntian Jade and stand in the netherworld. His physical characteristics are so attractive that even a sane ghost would probably go crazy under the too strong stimulation. .

Seal a breath or a drop of blood?

Perhaps it is more practical, and the commotion caused is small enough, but what to use to seal it and use it as a carrier is also a problem. However, they are all small problems. The key point is that it is confirmed that his physique is attracted to ghosts in the netherworld.

…

"Shangli has fallen!"

A long and gentle sigh was filled with misty white light in one place. There was no landscape or anything, no scene, only the empty and empty land.

The source of the ethereal light is a lotus throne in the middle. On the throne, there was a man sitting cross-legged. He looked lazy, his eyes were slightly open, and countless golden lotuses fell from the sky between his openings.

Blossoming golden lotuses bloomed in the sky, then turned to zero and dissipated. Dao Dao auspicious energy spread in all directions, bursts of Dao patterns rippled in all directions, golden springs gurgled and divine rainbows stretched across the sky.

This Taoist is wearing a white Taoist robe, his beard and hair are all white, but his face is as moist as a baby. He is sitting with floating dust in his hands. The Taoist rhyme is self-generated, the fairy sounds are continuous, and the visions are endless.

"After all, they are like ghosts and ghosts, and it is difficult to achieve positive results. Even if disaster is coming, they don't know it and seek death."

"Pity!"

The Taoist held the floating dust in his hands, and counted for a moment before closing it. A ghostly ghost was not worth his time away from the realm of enlightenment.

"Hmm?! Someone is covering up the secret?"

His eyes were supposed to be closed, but the Taoist who once again sank into the realm of enlightenment was suddenly shocked. His eyes that were only half-opened were completely opened, and infinite fairy light burst out at this moment.

Around the Taoist body, many strange phenomena reached their peak in an instant, and even began to evolve all things in the world when he sat down, as if a small world was about to be opened up.

"Who takes action?"

If it is just a simple fall, encountering a strong enemy, or exploring the hidden place of the secret world and falling in danger, the Taoist will not care at all. In his opinion, this is just a disaster that should befall him.

Not knowing how to avoid danger and acting recklessly is destiny, and he deserves to end up like this. There is no need to worry about it, let alone worry about it. He sighed, but it was a pity that he was given a forbidden weapon not long ago.

He had just noticed the death of his slave, and after a moment of calculation, he knew everything about it. However, he could not calculate anything about the person who caused his death or took action to wipe it out. This situation immediately made the Taoist extremely alert.

Who is he?

Chuangjie Mountain, one of the seven mountain lords, Lord Shenghe Dao!

Even though he is the last one among the seven mountain masters, as long as he leaves Chuangjie Mountain, no matter where he goes, he will be worshiped by hundreds of tribes and the Taoist king of all souls.

But as a Taoist king, he couldn't figure out the bandit who killed his slave and caused his downfall. He only knew the slave's experience before his death. How ridiculous is this?

At least it took the action of an existence equal to him to erase the secret of heaven to the point where even he couldn't figure it out. But once such an existence took action, would it target the little ghost fairy he had accepted in the Netherworld?

How could there be such a Tao Lord who has no regard for face?

The one he killed today was the Gatekeeper Ghost Immortal, but the one he killed tomorrow was He Daojun Shenghe. It was even uncertain that the target of the attack was not just him, but Chuangjie Mountain. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

After all, the one who died was the Gatekeeper. He didn't know much, but even a little was not a long time. If one were to search for his soul, it would probably be more than enough to understand Chuangjie Mountain.

"It seems like it's time for Pindao to go out for a walk!"

On a whim, the Taoist could no longer sit down. He stood up from the lotus throne and took one step forward. Everything was completely different. When he left that place, there was nothing except him and the throne he sat on. Vague and nothingness.

When he appeared again, he had already appeared in the sky above a wild land. The river was surging, stretching for thousands of miles, the ancient trees were towering, the clouds blocked the sun, and the cliffs were strange and majestic.

hold head high--

There was a mountainous area under the Taoist's feet. When he appeared, he saw a giant elephant covered with green scales, trampling the mountains, roaring to the sky, and then fighting with a red tiger wrapped in flames.

Blood was dripping and scales were flying. This was a cruel and bloody scene. However, the seemingly peaceful Taoist watched this scene with great interest. After he saw the red tiger hunting down the giant green-scaled elephant, he devoured it with big mouthfuls. When he was in the flesh and blood, he waved his hand and struck down a fairy light as a reward.

Such cruel scenes are not uncommon in this vast and primitive land.