Mortal Bones

"Break!"

At the moment when the eight gates were shattered, Huang Laodao resisted the palm of Huoyun Temple Jingkong from the sky with one hand, pinched a seal with the other hand, put his hands together and slashed the Dharma image of the demon monk Zhenye with force.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, a sword energy passed through the body of the demon monk Zhenye.

Immediately, six of the demon monk Zhenye's twelve arms were broken, and only three of the six heads were left.

"Bang!"

The power of the attack he had originally prepared to break the second door was greatly reduced, leaving only a shallow crack on the door.

"Bang!"

But when Huang Laodao was about to continue his attack, Jingkong's other palm also slapped him, forcing Huang Laodao to retract his other hand to resist.

"Bang!..."

The four palms faced each other, and the stirred up air waves rushed through the surrounding streets like a tide.

There was a huge swastika mark on the ground under the feet of Huang Laodao.

If the houses and ground in the capital were not protected by formations and barriers, the aftermath of the fight between the two would have been enough to reduce the city to ruins.

Huang Laodao frowned.

It was obvious that Jingkong's fighting style was to tie up his hands and feet so that he could not rush to the imperial city.

Thinking of this, Huang Laodao suddenly licked his lips, smiled and looked at the abbot of Huoyun Temple, Jingkong, and said:

"Old bald donkey, I ate your left ear before, and it tasted good. Today, I want to taste your right ear again."

After saying this, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit Jingkong.

At the moment when Huang Laodao opened his mouth and bit, his head suddenly enlarged three times, like a big-headed doll, and his open mouth became like the huge mouth of a wild beast.

"Bang!"

However, when Huang Laodao's huge mouth was about to swallow Jingkong's head, a black swastika Buddha light, like a wall, separated Huang Laodao and Jingkong.

But even so, Huang Laodao still did not close his mouth, but kept gnawing at the swastika Buddha light between him and the demon monk Jingkong as if he was gnawing on something delicious.

In the blink of an eye, a corner of the swastika Buddha light was eaten by him.

"Amitabha..."

Jingkong could only chant the Buddha's name helplessly. He could feel that his magic power was being eaten up bit by bit by the old Taoist priest, but he still had no intention of withdrawing his palm, but just glanced in the direction of the imperial city.

"Bang!"

Without Huang Laodao's interference, the demon monk Zhenwu showed a black-faced Arhat Dharma image, and joined forces with the demon monk Zhenye, who only had three heads and six arms left, holding a black axe, and chopped heavily on the second door of the Eight Gates Shocking God Formation.

With a "bang", the second giant door formed by the condensation of spiritual energy shattered.

"Shua!"

The nine-tailed blood fox, with eight tails, came out at the same time, holding the blood-dripping sword in one hand and the giant shield transformed by the blood cloud in the other, blocking the golden-armored gods transformed by the statues.

The cultivation of this blood demon ancestor was actually far superior to the two Huoyun Temple demon monks, but he had no choice but to meet Huang Laodao, who was incompatible with his great way, so he had no chance to display his true strength.

"Bang!"

As if venting his anger, the blood demon ancestor shook off several golden-armored gods with a sword, and then threw out several thick fox tails, smashing three giant doors in a row.

In this way, five of the eight gates of the Eight-Gate Shocking God Formation have been broken.

Seeing this scene, Jingkong of Huoyun Temple breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he continued to control Huang Laodao, it was only a matter of time before the Eight-Gate Shocking God Formation was broken.

"Chu Zhaoyuan, you made a wrong bet this time. The fortune of Chu for 1,600 years belongs to my Huoyun Temple."

A trace of greed flashed in Jingkong's eyes.

...

Inside the imperial city.

The Li Palace, the Star Picking Platform.

This was built by the founding emperor of Chu to entertain monks from all walks of life. It is also the tallest building in the entire capital.

On weekdays, looking down from the high platform, you can see all the lights of the capital.

And at this moment, there is only a lonely old man sitting on the Star Picking Platform.

The old man has gray hair and a blue cloth shirt. He is concentrating on reviewing the memorials on the table in front of him.

If it weren't for the jade seal on the table, it would be hard to imagine that this old man is the Great Chu Emperor Chu Zhaoyuan, who single-handedly reversed the fate of the Great Chu's destruction, swallowed Wu Shu in the west, and destroyed Man Yue in the south, leaving only five of the Youyun Immortal Dynasty.

"Boom!..."

At this moment, another gate of the Eight-Gate Shocking Formation guarding the imperial city was broken.

Only two of the eight gates remain. It will take less than half an incense stick of time for the formation to be broken.

Chu Zhaoyuan only looked up and continued to review the memorials, as if he had not seen anything.

"Father."

At this moment, a quiet girl with a bookish air walked up to the Star Picking Platform.

Behind the girl, there was a monk.

"Die'er, you and Master Chongyang can come up later."

Chu Zhaoyuan said without raising his head.

"Father, I don't want to wait until then."

The girl named Die'er walked to the side of Chu Zhaoyuan stubbornly.

"Then stand next to me."

Chu Zhaoyuan put down the memorial in his hand, stretched and stood up, and then looked at the girl with a slightly doting smile.

This smile made the majesty of the emperor between his eyebrows disappear.

"Father, is that person really worth your gamble?"

The girl looked at Chu Zhaoyuan with worried eyes.

Chu Zhaoyuan looked at the girl seriously, then nodded vigorously and said:

"It's worth it!"

His eyes were as firm as the hard steel.

"Boom!"

Just at this moment, another of the eight gates was broken, and even the golden armored generals were only left with two bodies.