Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 335: The Long River of Sword Qi

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"My sword...!"

The magic swords of the disciples of each sect broke away from their masters, and were attracted by the sword energy to fly high into the sky.

Dozens and hundreds of swords gathered in the air, and the tyrannical sword energy spanned thousands of feet, like a long river of sword energy.

Lu Pan, True Lord Xuanyin, Fairy Rakshasa, and King Tianlang stood on the four giant swords, activating their magic power to help Xu Junming operate the sword formation.

Shang Situ saw this and his expression changed drastically.

He didn't expect Xu Junming to be able to do this.

"Yaksha, quickly, kill him!"

"Roar…!"

After the three hill-like heads of the Yasha White Bone God and Demon roared angrily, three thick nether demon flames, like three dark black giant pillars, fiercely hit Xu Junming.

Feeling the powerful power that shocked people's souls, Xu Junming took a slight breath.

"The Four Elephants Demon-Slaying Sword!"

Above the sword array, a powerful array covering hundreds of miles appeared. The red, green, black, and yellow sword energy was mixed, and the almost solid thousand-foot giant sword was like the Milky Way falling from the sky, facing the three ghost demon flames. passed.

The two sides got closer and closer, and in an instant, a dazzling light illuminated the world.

Everyone couldn't help but closed their eyes.

Immediately after the suffocating silence, there was a deafening explosion, earth-shaking.

Before they could open their eyes and see the situation clearly, they were blown away by an irresistible hurricane.

It wasn't until he hit the barrier formed by the sword formation that he finally stopped.

Look up.

An astonishingly different appearance came into view.

The four-color giant sword, which was nearly twice the size of the illusion, cut the thousand-foot-high Yasha Bone God Demon in half from head to toe.

With a 'bang', the rocks collapsed, and the hills around Laolong Bay were forcibly split open.

Instead, there was a canyon that was a hundred feet deep and over a thousand feet long.

As soon as the sword light fell, the nine-colored divine light fell from the sky.

"No…!"

The unwilling roar was Shang Situ's final despair.

The nine-color divine light fell, and the mountains on the waist and abdomen of Laolong Bay were swept away.

The battle was over, Xu Junming put away the True Fighting Art, and felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.

Fortunately, he didn't use it for long, so he still had some energy left. He waved his hand to attract the sword formation. After returning the magic swords of the monks from each sect, he glanced at the shocked monks from each sect.

Putting away Yimeng Huangliang and the Four Elephant Sword Formation, the light flashed and flew into the distance like a meteor.

Everyone was left looking at the remaining Laolongwan. No, it should no longer be bent.

Xu Junming's last sword was coupled with the nine-color divine light that was pushed to the limit.

The topography of Laolong Bay has been profoundly changed.

The original 'ji'-shaped corner was almost flattened.

Except for a few isolated hills above the water, Laolong Bay turned into Laolong Lake.

"Amitabha, I haven't seen such a fierce battle in hundreds of years!"

The white-browed old monk from Fukong Temple, Master Zhijing, sighed after pronouncing the Buddha's name.

The half-hundred old monks behind him also nodded in agreement.

"I didn't expect that Zhenren Chongshan's strength is so amazing. He can even kill the Yasha White Bone God and Demon trained by the Black Mountain Old Demon Sacrifice."

Master Zhijing nodded and said: "Although this person is murderous and has cruel methods, he still has a bottom line, which can be regarded as a blessing to me on the right path."

The half-hundred-year-old monk nodded and looked at the Xiajiang Aquatic Tribe, where only two or three big cats and kittens were left on Laolong Lake.

"Daheng Mountain was destroyed, and the Xiajiang Shui Tribe was left half disabled after this battle. The two major demon clan forces in Xiajiang Province were almost destroyed. In the next three hundred years, the Xiajiang cultivation world will be safe and sound."

Master Zhijing nodded and then shook his head.

"Don't be too optimistic. Although Daheng Mountain is destroyed and the Xiajiang Aquatic Tribe is crippled, the Black Heart Demon Sect is like a gangrene attached to the bones. If it is not eliminated, the seven provinces in the south of the Yangtze River, including our Xiajiang, will become unstable."

"What Uncle Master said is true, but today Master Chongshan killed Shang Situ, the Bone Heavenly King, one of the nine kings of the Black Heart Demon Sect, and also destroyed the Yasha Bone God Demon trained by the old demon of Black Mountain, giving the Black Heart Demon Sect a heavy blow. One blow can make him be honest for a while."

Master Zhijing sighed in agreement after nodding.

"The Black Heart Demon Cult is not a kind person and will definitely take revenge after the incident. I hope Master Chongshan can survive."

When they mentioned Xu Junming, they all began to use honorifics subconsciously.

In fact, not only them, but everyone who witnessed this battle today, sincerely admired the master of Chongshan who crushed the Xiajiang Shui Tribe with his sword and killed the Bone King Shang Situ.

Ao Lin took a deep breath.

"Brother Ye, thank you for your help. When I get back, I will appease the people and handle all the matters in the Dragon Palace. Then I will take some time to express my gratitude to Brother Ye."

Ye Wenxiao waved his hand.

"You and I have known each other for many years, so there is no need to be polite. But you must not be rude to Master Chongshan."

Xu Junming took away Ao Yu's body, captured Ao Xiu, and then had a big battle with Shang Situ, but he did not shy away from the Xiajiang Aquatic Tribe.

Under the raging force of tyrannical magic, the Xiajiang Shui Tribe suffered heavy casualties.

At least 30% of the water tribe warriors died in his hands.

Hearing Ye Wenxiao's words, Ao Lin smiled bitterly in his heart.

After witnessing the tyrannical fighting power that Xu Junming unleashed during his final blow, he still dared to retaliate.

"Brother Ye, don't worry, I understand!"

After cupping his hands, Ao Lin turned around and took Prime Minister Turtle and dozens of remaining Shui Tribe warriors into the Xia River.

Looking at his desolate back, Ye Wenxiao sighed.

In the world of spiritual practice, the strong one is king, and Xu Junming is already a stickler for rules.

The war clouds dissipated and the monks dispersed.

As the news spread, the reputation of Chongshan Master Xu Junming quickly spread throughout the Xiajiang cultivation world, and also spread rapidly to the surrounding provinces such as Shanyang, Tiannan, and Guangnan.

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It was gloomy, dark, tangled with yin energy, resentment, evil spirit, and death energy. In the middle of the vast and incomparable heaven and earth, stood a huge black mountain.

This mountain is ten thousand feet long, black in color, and extremely hard.

On the top of the mountain sits an unpretentious stone palace.

The stone hall was extremely empty, except for a thousand-leaf bone lotus floating at the end.

Sitting cross-legged on the lotus flower was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, with an ancient appearance and full head of white hair.

There is a black sacred flag floating behind the man. The flag is broken and full of large and small holes, as if it has been rotten for many years.

Even so, the aura emanating from the divine flag was still astonishing.

During the fluttering, wrinkles appeared in the solid space.

Suddenly, the man's perfectly harmonious aura became scattered.

The divine flag fell and disappeared into the man's body. His eyelids trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

Two green lights flew across the sky for nearly three feet before slowly disappearing.

"Where is the general on duty?"

Following a deep and majestic voice, a general who was over ten feet tall and wearing bronze armor flew in from outside.

Get down on one knee.

"The humble position is here!"

"The soul mark of the White Bone King has disappeared, and the Yasha White Bone God and Demon has been destroyed. I ordered the 'Excalibur King' to investigate the matter."

The general on duty trembled, and after respectfully saying "yes", he turned around and retreated.

“I don’t know which old guy took action!”

There was gradually no sound in the vast palace.

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In the quiet room of Chongshan Residence, the space formation that had not been used for a long time was opened, and the space that was originally only a few dozen square meters instantly expanded to a huge area of ​​thousands of feet.

He took out the yellow rice and waved it casually.

One's head was broken, its body was more than three hundred feet long, its scales fell off, and an extremely miserable corpse lay on the spot.

He frowned slightly.

"This old Xiajiang Jiao has lost the need to repair it."

After thinking for a moment, he opened his mouth and swallowed.

When a strong wind blew up, the giant dragon, which was more than 300 feet tall, gradually compressed and fell into Xu Junming's mouth, where he swallowed it.

After the giant dragon was compressed by the Hutian Compression Technique, it followed the throat and fell into the stomach pouch.

Wrapped in the powerful gastric juice, traces of Qi and blood were drawn out and integrated into Xu Junming's body, strengthening his physical body.

I took a nap and touched my belly.

"It will take a while to digest. With the strength of this old dragon's essence and blood, it can at least open three Tiangang acupoints for me."

This is an old dragon that has lived for 1,800 years and has transformed into a dragon. He has so much vitality, blood and intelligence.

Spreading his right hand, the dragon ball of Xiajiang Old Jiao King Aoyu appeared in his palm.

After being cut in half, the value plummeted. Xu Junming didn't bother to repair it and just threw it away.

Two pieces of dragon beads fell into a valley in Taishi Peak and turned into two springs after landing.

The springs are lush and the valleys turn into pools.

The rolling pool water turned into a waterfall, falling thousands of feet, becoming a strange scene in Taishi Peak.

It was called the 'Er Dragon Spring' by his disciples. Many years later, some people understood from it the natal spell of the old Dragon King Xia Jiang, 'Water Curtain Tianhua'.

After taking care of the old Jiao Xia Jiang, the body of Ao Xiu, who was tall and powerful, wearing a red battle armor and holding a Fang Tian painted halberd, appeared in front of Xu Junming.

Next to him was Shang Situ, the 'Skeleton King' who was severely depleted of essence and blood and had a skinny figure.

After pondering for a moment, he made a decision in his mind.

"This is a human and a demon. The body is intact. I also have the Nascent Soul and Demonic Pill in my hands. I'd better use them to train the puppets."

He stretched out his hand and the two magic bags fell into his hands.

Ao Xiu is the eldest prince of Xiajiang Dragon Palace, and Shang Situ is one of the Nine Heavenly Kings of the Black Heart Demon Sect.

The richness of the collection in the magic bag is far greater than that of the Nascent Soul cultivators he killed before.

Only the Sirius King can be compared.

"Seven thousand refined black ice spiritual irons, this is the level of insight and is a good material for refining spiritual treasures."

"Xuning grass, the top-grade elixir from Big Cave."

"Thousand-year-old blood coral, the spiritual root of the Great Cave."

"Tsk, tsk, although there is no powerful magic weapon, these spiritual roots and spiritual materials are not worth my trip."

Continue to open Shang Situ's bag of magic.

There are no less good things than Ao Xiu’s.

But what attracted his attention the most was a heavily sealed jade box.

Instead of opening it rashly, he moved the bronze mirror to take a look, and his face changed slightly.

He quickly removed the seal and opened it. A jade token the size of a palm, with an extremely complex rune imprinted on it, fell into his palm.

"This is... the Chongyang Jade Order?!"

Looking at the jade token in his hand, Xu Junming's expression changed.

"What a coincidence!"

When he checked the memory of the Sirius King, what his beloved concubine, the demon fox Hong Yu, had stolen was the 'Double Ninth Jade Order' that he treasured by his side and almost never left.

This jade token is precious because it is the only key to the Chongyang Cave.

The Chongyang Cave was the location of the largest sect in Dayong, the Chongyang Tao, thousands of years ago. It had produced several immortals and the sect had thousands of disciples at its peak.

He was such a super powerful sect, but when he was at his peak, when the sect leader was in retreat to comprehend the immortal way, he suddenly became possessed by the devil.

After a fight, all the Chongyang Taoist disciples were dead.

The gate connecting Chongyang Cave Heaven to Dayong World was also shattered, and the connection was completely lost.

The disciples of Chongyang Taoism who are living abroad do not want to go back even though they have the Chongyang Jade Order in hand. Because everyone who went back never came out again.

As time goes by, the incident of the destruction of Chongyang Road that once shocked the world has gradually disappeared.