Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Buzz, the void trembled, and with determination to kill, Jinpeng across the sea clenched his claws.

"go to hell!"

Looking at Zhang Chunyi who was pinched in his hand and had no chance to break free, the cross-sea Jinpeng's eyes were full of resentment. Although it blocked Zhang Chunyi's attack just now, it was not uninjured at all. There were scorched black marks on its wings. This is proof that the bursting thunder aura still lingers on it and cannot be driven away.

But just when the claws of the cross-sea golden roc were about to be completely closed, the Buddha chanted, and endless light burst out from the closed claws of the cross-sea golden roc, driving away the darkness and illuminating the void.

Phew, the dark golden claws cracked inch by inch, and the past happened again. The cross-sea golden roc's claws were cut off again, but this time it was more complete than before.

Suddenly suffering this kind of injury, Kuaihai Jinpeng couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise and anger. It didn't understand that the monk it caught was obviously the monk who used the thunder method, why did it suddenly turn into a little monk? And he still resorted to the immovable little monk again? Could his broken state of mind be repaired so quickly? Why does it feel more stable than before?

And at this moment, a bloody sword light appeared, coming from nothingness, seizing the opportunity, locking on the belly of Cross-sea Jinpeng, using its annihilated claws as an entry point, catching Cross-sea Jinpeng off guard, stabbing him with a sword Entering the ghost body of the cross-sea Jinpeng.

Phew, murderous intent, ecstasy corroding the bones, wiping out everything, Jinpeng across the sea let out a cry full of pain. It fanned its wings and stirred up strong winds, desperately trying to force Zhang Chunyi and the young monk back.

At some point, Zhang Chunyi's figure appeared in the place where the little monk was originally. The two people's positions were exchanged silently. It was precisely because of this that the cross-sea Jinpeng was caught off guard by the little monk again. The monk's strange magical power was so injured that it exposed a flaw, allowing the Wusheng Sword to seize the opportunity and easily pierce its demonic body.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, after suffering a loss, it would be so easy for Cross-sea Jinpeng to be injured by the little monk's weird magical power again.

In fact, the moment Zhang Chunyi took action, the young monk made a suggestion to him, and Zhang Chunyi chose to accept it, so this scene happened now.

Phew, the blood-colored sword light roamed freely within the ghost body like a dragon and snake, blooming with murderous intent unscrupulously.

His eyes were red, and the severe pain was gnawing at his soul. Cross-sea Jinpeng became more and more crazy, releasing his power desperately, and for a while, Zhang Chunyi and the young monk did not dare to approach easily.

Seeing such a scene, he waved his sleeves and the Nine Fire Divine Dragon emerged from Zhang Chunyi's sleeves.

Roaring, connecting with the earth's energy, controlling fire in all directions, the nine-fire divine dragon surrounded the golden roc across the sea. In an instant, the space was distorted, and an invisible cage quietly took shape.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi's eyes brightened slightly. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for the Nine Fire Dragon to be trapped so easily at the speed of the Cross-sea Jinpeng, but at this time, the Cross-sea Jinpeng could no longer care about much.

"Come out!"

With eyes like lightning, he caught the bloody sword light swimming within his ghost body, and Jin Peng's eyes were about to burst.

Although this sword demon is not highly cultivated, it is extremely ferocious and is using a strange method to continuously rob it of its vitality and tear its ghost body apart. If it continues like this, it is really possible that it will be killed by this sword. The demon is consumed to death.

The demon power surged, using his own ghost body as the battlefield, constantly chasing and intercepting the sword light. At a certain moment, he seized the opportunity and without any hesitation, the golden roc across the sea pecked at his abdomen.

"Got you."

Pecking through his abdomen and biting the sword light, Jin Peng's eyes were full of ferociousness.

With a click, terrifying power burst out, and the cross-sea Jinpeng bit Wu Sheng's sword body into pieces. It hated Wu Sheng extremely.

But at this moment, Wu Sheng's sword body had Yue Sheng gauze materialized, constantly repairing Wu Sheng's injuries, and just pulling Wu Sheng back from the edge of death.

At the same time, the dragon chanted in the sky, absorbing the earth's energy, and the nine-fire divine dragon that had accumulated enough breathed out the earth's poisonous poison at the same time, trying to refine the golden roc across the sea.

He himself was severely wounded by the innate murderous aura of Wusheng Sword, and then he felt this power and his life was threatened. Even if he hated Wusheng so much that he wanted to chew Wusheng into pieces, Cross-Sea Jinpeng had to use most of his strength. Fight against the burning of poisonous fire.

And at this moment, the little monk's figure mysteriously disappeared again as he chanted the Buddha's name.

The next moment, the Wusheng Sword appeared outside the scope of the Nine Fire Dragon, and the little monk appeared in the mouth of the cross-sea Jinpeng.

Seeing such a scene again, Zhang Chunyi narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It is indeed cause and effect."

Holding the Wusheng Sword in his hand and looking at the little monk's figure, Zhang Chunyi's thoughts kept turning.

He was still a little unsure the first time before, but now that Wu Sheng has experienced it again, he has truly confirmed his suspicion.

Transfiguration seems to be a means of the power of space, but in fact it is the evolution of the power of cause and effect. To a certain extent, this kind of power is even rarer than space and time. Zhang Chunyi did not think of it at the first time. This little monk actually has such power.

However, this can also explain why the cross-sea Jinpeng was injured twice by his own power. The power of cause and effect is the most weird, and it is often hard to guard against.

Of course, this kind of power is not without limitations. Take the case of transfiguration, which may seem magical, but it also needs to meet conditions. First, both parties to the exchange must be living creatures. Secondly, they need to obtain the consent of the party being exchanged. Finally, they must be If the exchange party is blocked by a powerful force, it will also interfere with the operation of magical powers.

It is precisely because of this that the little monk can only replace Wu Sheng after the cross-sea Jinpeng has allocated most of its power and no longer blocks Wu Sheng.

Hey, he suffered losses twice in a row. After he realized something was wrong again, there was a trace of panic in his eyes. Without any hesitation, Jinpeng directly threw the little monk in his mouth.

Seeing such a scene, he chanted the Buddha's name, and a look of regret appeared on the young monk's sad face. Although his magical power was strange, it could only strike after him. If Jinpeng didn't attack him across the sea, there was nothing he could do to cross the sea. Hai Jinpeng.

Huh, I glanced at the little monk rather fearfully. I felt the sting from the ghost body and the burning heat from the poisonous flames around me. The ferocity in my heart gradually dissipated, and Jinpeng across the sea had the intention to retreat.

Although it captured the ferocious sword demon from its body, the murderous intention it left behind is still entrenched in its body like tarsal maggots, constantly consuming its vitality. It must find some peace and quiet. This murderous intent must be refined in a special place, otherwise the longer it drags on, the more trouble it will get, and it may even kill it. Having experienced it personally, it knows how terrifying this murderous intent is.

With the intention to retreat in his heart, he no longer hesitated. The ghostly aura filled the air, setting off a wave of ghosts that temporarily blocked the burning of the poisonous flames. He transformed into a ghostly light and soared into the sky across the sea with a golden roc.

"Break it for me."

His eyes were full of coldness, reflecting the figures of the nine fire dragons, seeing the invisible barrier, his wings overlapping, and with all his strength, Jin Peng slashed out two sword lights across the sea.

Buzz, the sword was sharp, trying to cut through everything, but at this moment the wind blew, and Zhang Chunyi's figure appeared above the Nine Fire Dragon.

"Hell, town."

The center of his eyebrows glowed, reflecting Chi Yan's figure, and he formed a mysterious seal with his hands. Zhang Chunyi further aroused the power of the high-grade spell, Hell. The reason why this spell carries the word "hell" is because it contains a powerful seal. The power of town.

Roaring, with the blessing of this power, the scales trembled, and the Nine Fire Dragon roared loudly. As the power between them further connected, the originally invisible cover was completely revealed.

The gold was red, like a bell, and the Nine Fire Divine Dragon was swimming in it. The powerful power of the seal was fully displayed at this moment, directly obliterating the light of the sword cut by the golden roc across the sea.

Seeing such a scene, Jin Peng's pupils suddenly tightened, and then became more and more crazy.

"I do not believe."

Using itself as a blade, it bursts out with all its power, like a divine spear, crossing the sea and trying to penetrate the confinement of the Nine Fire Divine Dragon.

Buzz, the two terrifying forces kept colliding, the dark light pierced through, the Nine Fire Divine Dragons roared one after another, and there were layers of ripples on the golden body with red, but in the end the power of Jinpeng across the sea to break through was consumed Clean.

"I do not believe!"

Suppressed by the power of the ban, his figure continued to fall. Looking at the still stable Nine Dragons Divine Fire Shield, Cross-sea Jinpeng's eyes were full of disbelief, and then gradually replaced by madness.

Roar, the real dragon roared, feeling the momentum of the Cross-sea Golden Roc drop. The Nine-Fire Divine Dragon once again spit out poisonous flames, and it was about to take this opportunity to completely refine the Cross-sea Golden Roc. At this moment, a dangerous aura quietly emerged.

"Is it going to blow up?"

Feeling it in the dark and not daring to hesitate, the Earth Demon Technique and Divine Foot Power were activated. The young monk wrapped the six-tusked white jade elephant in his arms, ignored the space seal of the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Barrier, and disappeared directly.

And in the next moment, a terrifying explosion suddenly occurred. Under the devastation of this force, it was only blocked for a few breaths, and the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Shield was also torn apart.

"Want to run?"

Wrapped in the happy wind, his body moved away at great speed, and he tried his best to use the Netherworld Technique, and Zhang Chunyi caught a glimmer of light.

"Order it for me."

The thought emerged, and the bloody sword light spread across the void, instantly shattering the dim light into pieces, followed by a cry full of unwillingness and despair.

After killing this remnant soul, Wu Sheng's aura suddenly fluctuated, breaking through four thousand years of cultivation in an instant and continuing to climb.

Reaching out, Zhang Chunyi took a jade box that Wu Sheng had brought back into his hand.

"Is it the treasure left by Master Tianpeng?"

Putting the jade box into his bag, looking at the energy storm that was still raging, wrapping Yue Shen Shayi, and putting the rising Wusheng Sword into his ancestral orifice, Zhang Chunyi rushed in. At the moment when Jinpeng exploded across the sea, He captured several rays of precious light. If these things were of high enough quality, they should not be easily annihilated.

I just wrote two chapters. I am a little waste. Although I don’t write much, I insist on writing every day. Sometimes I feel tired.