Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Within the secret realm, a black sun spread across the sky, and a terrifying cyclone formed, swallowing up all directions.

The sea water rolled back, the trees were uprooted, and the earth and rocks splashed. Under the pull of this terrifying suction force, they continued to move closer to the black sun.

Ah, a shrill scream sounded. A monk couldn't hold on, and the monster and the monster were bound by this suction force and headed towards the black sun.

There are many similar immortal cultivators. Faced with this terrifying attraction, without specific means, it is basically difficult for the Sanren realm cultivators to resist.

The most desperate thing is that as time goes by, the black sun in the sky continues to grow, and the suction force it emits continues to strengthen, as if there is no end.

Surrounded by the breeze, Zhang Chunyi temporarily stabilized his figure and looked at the black sun in the sky with a solemn expression.

When Zhang Chunyi saw this round of black sun, the first thing that appeared in Zhang Chunyi's mind was a kind of terrifying monster that only existed in legends, Kunpeng. It is said that it has the power of devouring, can swallow nothing, and has its own heaven and earth in its belly. One gulp can drink all the water in the ocean,

Of course, Zhang Chunyi knew clearly that although this black sun seemed extraordinary, it was far from the power of Kunpeng, except that the two were slightly similar in form.

"With the devouring power of wind evolution, it can swallow everything and obliterate everything. If it is allowed to continue to grow, even I will be in trouble."

Without moving, Zhang Chunyi vaguely saw the figure of the ghost Peng high in the sky with the help of the art of communicating with the shadows. Its wings spread out, using the ghost mist to cover the sky, turning into a black sun and swallowing whales in all directions.

"It seems we have to take action."

A thought came to mind, and Zhang Chunyi made a decision in his mind.

If you don't take action at this time, it will only be more troublesome in the future. As Hongyun's cultivation level further breaks through and is raised to 2500 for five hundred years, and he enters the demonized state with the help of Chi Yan, who has four thousand years of cultivation level, his strength also has further growth.

Facing a Ghost Peng with six thousand years of cultivation, although he most likely won't be an opponent, he doesn't really have no chance of winning. At the very least, there is no problem in interrupting the Ghost Peng's momentum of accumulating strength. Only in this way can he have any chance of winning. Opportunity to try to break out.

Feeling Zhang Chunyi's belief, Wusheng Sword made a low buzz.

And just when Zhang Chunyi was about to take action, peaceful golden light rippled from outside the secret realm. A white jade elephant with six teeth and a head that was as white as jade and about one foot long ignored the seal of the secret realm and walked slowly in. .

And sitting on its back was a young monk with red lips and white teeth, who looked to be eleven or twelve years old and one meter tall. His eyebrows were drooped and his face was sad, as if he had tasted all the bitterness in the world.

"Amitabha!"

"There is wisdom in life, but it is a great evil to feed on people. Donor Peng, you have really gone too far."

He chanted the Buddha's name, clasped his hands, and looked at the immortal cultivators who were swallowed by the ghost peng. The sad look on the young monk's face became even stronger.

As the young monk finished speaking, the six-tusked white jade elephant swung its trunk, let out a long cry, and spit out a round bead filled with azure brilliance.

As soon as this bead appeared, the azure light filled the air like blue smoke, and wherever it passed, no matter how violent the wind was, it would fall silent.

Phew, the last ray of breeze dissipated. As the brilliance of that bead bloomed to its fullest, the terrifying suction dissipated, the black sun in the sky became illusory, the secret realm returned to calm, and there was no wind in the world.

"Fixing Wind Bead."

Under the cover of the illusion, Zhang Chunyi murmured softly while watching this scene.

The moment this azure spiritual bead appeared, the Immortal Pearl Diagram had a reaction, and soon derived annotations.

The Wind-fixing Pearl is a rare treasure with no rank. It was born in the place where the wind is absolutely dead. It can fix all the winds in the world, and when it comes out, the wind will stop.

"Why would a Buddhist appear here? And he seems to be quite an extraordinary person."

After seeing a new rare treasure and looking at the figure of the young monk, Zhang Chunyi couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart. Similar to the Dali Dynasty, there were no Buddhist monks in the world of immortality in the South China Sea.

But at this moment, the color of the world changed, and a fierce murderous intent erupted from high in the sky.

"Little monk? You are looking for death!"

The killing move was broken and the duck flew away, and raging anger burned in Gui Peng's heart.

The black sun dissipated and re-condensed the ghost body. Looking at the little monk riding on the back of the six-tusked white jade elephant, the golden eyes bloomed with fierce light. With the wings as swords, the ghost energy lingered, and the golden roc across the sea beheaded the little monk. Go down.

This little monk is indeed a bit weird. The six-tusked white jade elephant he sits on has a rare treasure that can restrain it. However, its cultivation is only four thousand years old, so it cannot really pose a threat to it.

The sky knife dropped down and cut through the sea of ​​clouds, like a ray of light across the sky. It not only had a sharp edge, but also had a soul-stirring and strange power.

Feeling this power, the sad look on the young monk's face became even heavier.

"Amitabha!"

He chanted the name of the Buddha, and his brows glowed, reflecting a brilliant golden mountain. There was a faint sound of Buddha chanting, and the aura of the young monk was connected with the six-tusked white jade elephant under his seat.

Hum, the thick earth-yellow light filled the air, vaguely outlining a sacred mountain, in which the young monk and the six-tusked white jade elephant were enveloped. This was the magical power of earth, immovable as a mountain, and with the blessing of the secret art of the inner scene, it made it somewhat invincible. weather.

Buzz, the dark sword light fell down, trying to cut open the sacred mountain, but as the aura of invincibility filled the air, the sacred mountain split and closed, and the dark sword light was wiped out.

Seeing such a scene, the anger in Kuaihai Jinpeng's heart became even more intense. It didn't expect that the little novice monk actually blocked its sword.

As a cross-sea golden roc, it possesses both metal and wind attributes. The Sky-Wing Sword was originally its best tool. After it was transformed into a ghost, its attributes were deflected and it gained the Yin attribute. Coupled with the loss of its physical body, its attributes Although this sword lost its original purity, it also had the power to capture souls, making it far more weird than before. But even so, it was still blocked by the little monk.

"I want to see if your defense is really unbreakable."

The ferocity in his bones was aroused, his eyes were like lightning, his body grew to a giant size, and a golden roc stretched out across the sea with its claws.

The claw blade was like a knife, covering the sky, and the dark golden light flowed with extreme sharpness. As the golden roc across the sea was grasped, fine cracks appeared in the surrounding space, like black thunder and lightning.

Broken Golden Roc's King's Claw, one of the ultimate moves of Cross-Sea Golden Roc, with the core of the above-grade method - Broken Gold, best at breaking defenses.

Buzz, the claws fell, the sharp claws clenched, and the tough claws were embedded in the sacred mountain. A ferocious smile showed on the face of the cross-sea Jinpeng. The defense of this sacred mountain was indeed not weak, but it still failed to block its claws.

But at this moment, the smile on its face suddenly solidified.

Phew, strange power burst out, as if it had been cut off by something. The claw that Jinpeng stretched out across the sea was suddenly cut off at the root, which was very strange.

It was hit hard, in pain, and let out a cry full of pain. Without caring about anything else, the golden roc across the sea flapped its wings. When it looked back, its eyes were full of fear when it looked at the little monk, but along with it, There is also a more determined murderous intention and greed.

"Amitabha."

Looking at such a golden roc crossing the sea, the young monk once again whispered the Buddha's name. At this moment, his bright eyes vaguely reflected the shadow of a golden lotus, which was ethereal and sacred, not like a human being.