Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Longhu Mountain, Bamboo Garden, blue and white electric light shines, and the sound of sizzling is endless.

Standing alone, his brows glowed, reflecting the shadow of the palace. He pointed out, triggering the thunder of heaven and earth, and painted in the void. A mark that looked like a word but not a word, a mark that looked like a painting but not a painting quietly took shape under Zhang Chunyi's fingertips, and then filled the air. There is also the mighty Tianwei, although this is just a strange mark that seems real but not real, seems imaginary but not imaginary, but it possesses real and real power, which is fascinating.

"Condensation!"

At a certain moment, Zhang Chunyi's soul stirred, and his pen moved like a dragon and a snake, as if it contained some kind of truth and reason, and he was about to draw the last stroke. But at this moment, the energy fluctuated, the thunder light disappeared, and Lei Wen standing in the void burst into flames. broken.

"The Heavenly Thunder True Seal."

Looking at the broken Lei Wen, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly and failed again.

Dragon Tiger Golden Summit is the inner scenery inherited by Longhu Mountain. Naturally, there is a corresponding inner scenery secret method spread. This is the Tianlei True Seal. As long as you master this secret method, you can rely on the Tianlei True Seal and use your own heart to seal the Heaven's Heart. , attracting the power of heaven and earth to his body, as if he were punishing him on behalf of heaven, and his strength would be greatly increased.

"What's wrong? Could it be that my practice of the Dragon-Tiger Golden Summit is not enough?"

After carefully considering the gains and losses, Zhang Chunyi fell into deep thought.

Dragon Tiger Golden Summit is the core interior location of Longhu Mountain inheritance. It has been passed down for a long time. Therefore, the number of derived interior location secrets exceeds the number of hands. However, it can be included in the Dragon Tiger Heavenly Book and is passed down along with the techniques. A piece of Heavenly Thunder True Seal, its power and importance can be seen in general.

"I have entered the Sixth Refining of Yin Shen, maybe I can try to summon the demon again?"

With thoughts turning in his mind, Zhang Chunyi made a decision in his mind.

There is a hurdle from the sixth Yin Shen refinement to the seventh Yin Shen refinement. Even if Wu Sheng can improve his cultivation relatively quickly, he himself will need a long time to polish it, so he will not be able to take this step in a short time.

Under such circumstances, if he can cultivate the Heavenly Thunder True Seal, his strength will be significantly improved, and his combat power may be comparable to that of the monks of Yin Shen Seventh Refining.

"The Sixth Refining of Yin Shen, the essence of the soul has been improved again, and there are four inner scenes blessing. Even if a demon comparable to the Ninth Refining of Yin Shen really comes desperately, I am sure to escape. Compared with the possible gains, , some risks are still acceptable.”

A thought came to mind, and Zhang Chunyi's figure disappeared.

After wiping out the Heyu Sect, he harvested several remnant souls of Yin Shen monks, and there was no shortage of demon-summoning pills in a short period of time.

Time passes in the mountains, and while Zhang Chunyi is still immersed in his own cultivation, a big battle is taking place in the Bird Belly Road tens of thousands of miles away.

The Quebelly Road is adjacent to the South China Sea. The terrain is narrow and long. In terms of vastness, it can be located at the head of the eleven roads of the Dali Dynasty. However, this place is full of barren mountains and rivers, and there are actually not that many places suitable for human habitation.

Chirp, the Suzaku crows, the top-grade treasure, the Suzaku Divine Light Mirror, hangs high, scattering the mirror light all over the sky, sealing off the land for hundreds of miles, reflecting all the signs inside.

"The ghost general of the underworld, Ying Xi, is right here. He finally broke his escape method and injured him. This time we must seize the opportunity to find him."

Standing out of thin air, wearing a gilt armor, with a strong back and a full beard, showing no anger and self-respect, Zhao Wuhuang, the king of Da Li Nan, spoke.

His words were solemn and powerful, with undoubted power.

Hearing this, the two people around him had different expressions.

"King Nan, this infant's cry concealment technique is quite extraordinary. Now that he is hiding in this place hundreds of miles away, it may not be easy to find him. Even if he has escaped, it may not be impossible."

Looking solemnly and looking at the Suzaku Divine Light Mirror, which had no clear reaction, Zhao Yishui spoke. As the head of the Ghost Slaying Department, he would naturally participate in this operation.

Hearing this, Zhao Wuhuang shook his head.

"Impossible. The Baby Cry was injured by me in the previous fight and has been locked by me with the Vermillion Bird Seal. Now, although it has blurred my perception with the help of concealment, making it impossible for me to accurately determine its location, it is definitely in this area. Within the area.”

Hearing this, Zhao Yishui frowned.

He naturally believed in Zhao Wuhuang's strength and judgment, but this hundred-mile land was neither big nor small. Not only was the terrain complex, but it was also quite densely populated, including a city with a population of It costs no less than 200,000 yuan. It is not easy to find a ghost that is good at hiding.

"What plans does King Nan have?"

Turning his gaze to Zhao Wuhuang, Zhao Yishui spoke again.

Hearing this, Zhao Wuhuang grinned, revealing his canine teeth, and a hint of ferocity appeared on Zhao Wuhuang's rough face.

"The baby ghost uses his popularity to cover up his ghost energy and blurs my perception, so I will give him nowhere to hide."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yishui and another monk changed their expressions at the same time. Zhao Wuhuang meant to kill all the creatures in these hundreds of miles, so that the ghost babies could not escape.

"King Nan, this..."

His expression changed slightly, Zhao Yishui wanted to say something else, but at this moment, Zhao Wuhuang's sharp eyes fell on him.

"The underworld is raging, causing trouble. The dynasty twice designed the ghost master, and even Emperor Li personally took action, but the ghost master is still injured and has disappeared without a trace."

"By seizing Yingwei, we may have a chance to find the hiding place of the Ghost Lord. I don't need to tell you the pros and cons of this!"

With low words, Zhao Wuhuang spoke again.

After hearing this, his expression changed several times, and the corners of his mouth moved several times. Zhao Yishui wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Today, the dynasty has a certain understanding of the origin of the Ghost Lord. The Ghost Lord is not a monster born after the heavenly change. It was born before the heavenly change, and was bred from the underworld.

Before the Heavenly Change, the Ghost Lord already had six thousand years of cultivation. After the Heavenly Change, the Ghost Lord took advantage of the situation and advanced by leaps and bounds, directly reaching more than nine thousand years, and even approaching the limit of ten thousand years.

It is precisely because of this that the dynasty must kill the Ghost Lord at all costs, because according to this momentum, it may not be long before the Ghost Lord really becomes a ten-thousand-year-old Ghost King. By then, the ruling foundation of the entire Dali Dynasty will be destroyed. shake.

Although it is extremely difficult for a thousand-year ghost general to become a ten-thousand-year ghost king, and the ghost master has been severely injured by Emperor Li twice, it is very likely that his foundation has been shaken, but if the ghost master does not die, the Dali Dynasty will not be able to rest assured.

From this perspective, although Zhao Wuhuang's methods were a bit harsh, they were not incomprehensible. However, at this moment, another monk spoke.

"King Nan, your method is too cruel."

"This is 200,000 human beings, not 200,000 ants. I, the Bai family, cannot agree with your approach."

The words were cold. The middle-aged monk Bai Xiyuan, who was wearing a pure white robe with snake patterns embroidered on it and two strands of white hair hanging down from his cheeks. He was holding a snake-head crutch and looked at Zhao Wuhuang without caring at all. The identity of King Li Nan.

As the Bai family among the three families and four sects, he has this confidence, and the Bai family's clan is in the belly of the bird. But because of his inheritance, the Bai family lives deep in the mountains, where there is a dense poisonous miasma. It is difficult for ordinary people to approach and stay away from the world.

Hearing this and meeting Bai Xiyuan's gaze, Zhao Wuhuang laughed very loudly.

"Hahahaha, Bai Xiyuan, it doesn't matter what other people say. How can your Bai family have the nerve to say it? When there was a sea disaster in Quewei Road, your Bai family hid in the mountains and ignored it, allowing the monsters to wreak havoc."

"It was me. I was the one who managed to suppress the sea disaster by suffering severe injuries. Why didn't you say this at that time?"

His expression turned cold, and Zhao Wuhuang did not hide his sneer at all.

Hearing this, his fingers clenched and veins popped out. Bai Xiyuan's expression turned livid, but he couldn't say anything to refute.