Ungodly Evil Spirit

As soon as the voice fell, Leng Yun's face sank, and the Ten Thousand Bone Blade in his hand slammed forward.

"Block!" An iron fan leaped in front of Leng Yun at an indescribable weird angle, hit the Ten Thousand Bone Blade with a crisp sound, and flew back.

"Ling Bing Quyou Fan!" Leng Yun murmured, and then sneered: "Unexpectedly, Xianzhuang, a courtmaster, would also make a sneak attack behind the scenes!"

"Hehe, although it was a sneak attack, it was a just act, much better than some wild and bloodthirsty people!"

With the voice of the voice, a young man dressed in a Confucian robe, a silk jacket, and an iron fan in his hand slowly appeared in the sight of everyone. At this moment, there was a gentle smile on his face. He was personable and exquisite. .

Behind the young man were some people in the same costumes, with some scrolling air on his face, as if he was full of money.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be the benefactor of Zhu Yusheng. It's been a long time since I saw you!" Fayuan's expression was happy when he saw the visitor, his sorrow disappeared a lot, and he greeted him very well.

Zhu Yusheng turned his head, arched his hand towards Fayuan, and said with a smile: "Monk Fayuan, we have not seen each other in three years. It seems that this is the fate you have been talking about."

Fa Yuan nodded with a smile, but didn't talk any more, because this is not the time to relive the past.

"Fayuan, Zhu Yusheng!" Leng Yun seemed to think of something in his mutter, and couldn't help but laughed: "So you are the juniors on the Taoism of Tianzong three years ago. See how you have improved!"

Zhu Yusheng didn't get angry when he heard it, but said lightly: "Xiaosheng has heard about the name of the ninth demon Leng Yun for a long time. As the saying goes, it is not as famous as meeting. Seeing it at this moment, it is really strange and ugly!"

"You..." Leng Yun's ridicule froze on his face, his eyes overflowing with anger. The appearance of the people of the magic way has always been flawed, and it has become the most valued place.

"Okay, Zhu Yusheng, I don't want to talk nonsense with the dead, let's die quickly!" Leng Yun was humiliated and immediately lost his patience. The black light on the Ten Thousand Bone Blade became more dazzling and pierced forward.

The extremely fast speed makes the distance of one hundred meters as if it is at hand, and it is extremely fast.

"The great virtue of heaven and earth is like ten thousand pine winds, and all the magical obstacles will disappear!" Zhu Yusheng muttered silently, and the curly fan in his hand slammed into the air with the words, turning rapidly, and suddenly a glorious light appeared. , It was actually purple.

The purple air comes from the east, the sky descends auspiciously, and the purple light is the foundation of Confucianism. It is the power of Confucianism and Taoism that contains the righteousness of heaven and earth in the legend.

Ye Fan raised his head, his face showed admiration and amazement, containing the golden Buddha power of Tianwei, and at this moment, it was full of righteous purple Confucian power. Today he really opened his eyes.

The Confucianists and the Buddhist cultivators are really extraordinary, and there are too many special features compared to the masses of the cultists.

"Amitabha, eat me one more stick!"

Under the dazzling purple light, a loud shout came out, like thunder, which shocked everyone present.

Looking up, Fa Yuan didn't know when he had retrieved the aurora tin rod, and rushed towards Leng Yun in front of him. In a moment, the golden Buddha power was overwhelming, and he flew towards Leng Yun with the purple awn.

Leng Yun frowned slightly at this situation, and then shouted: "Even if it is two to one, you are not Lao Tzu's opponent!"

"Blood is flowing, ten thousand demons are resurrected, ten thousand bone blade, show them your true power!"

Leng Yun's words were harsh and crazy, and the moment his voice fell, he inserted the dagger into his thigh.

"You..." Regarding Leng Yun's self-mutilation, everyone present was stunned, but they also had some understanding in their hearts. Neither Fa Yuan nor Zhu Yusheng were ordinary people. Leng Yun wanted to be one-to-two and had to pay. These costs.

"Wow!"

As soon as Wan Bone Blade entered Leng Yun's legs, it began to devour blood frantically, and wisps of ghosts quickly strung out from the exposed blade, rushing towards the place where the golden light and purple light intersect like a howling ghost.

In an instant, the sky seemed to be forcibly divided into two halves, one side was covered by the powerful Buddha power and Confucian power, and the other side was occupied by the most domineering power of the demon, and the demon soul was constantly emerging. Enter the opposite side.

Where the two forces intersect, deafening explosions continue to be heard, as if the sky shattered.

Leng Yun took blood as a sacrifice, and the powerful demon soul in the Ten Thousand Bone Blade was endless, and every time he rushed into the opposite side, it would greatly shake the power of Buddha and Confucianism.

But in a moment, the golden light and the purple light began to dissipate slowly, and the two of Fa Yuan could only hold on.

Although Buddhism and Confucianism are powerful, they are ultimately in a low state. They do not have such powerful magic weapons and cruel techniques as Leng Yun, so they are naturally not opponents.

"I wish Yusheng the donor, the demon path is strong at this moment, you quickly leave with the people below, and let the little monk break the queen for you!" Fa Yuan said anxiously when the situation was wrong.

Zhu Yusheng still had an elegant smile on his face, and said lightly: "Monk Fayuan, Xiaosheng is not a person who is afraid of things. The magical way is contrary to the righteous way of heaven and earth, and it must be eliminated!"

"Haha, I still have the heart to talk about it, and none of you can leave today!" Leng Yun's arrogant laughter came out from the black light, looking extremely proud.

The two disciples of Jade Buddha Zong and Shixianzhuang who hold spiritual weapons are not his opponents. This matter is worthy of his pride for a while.

"Devil, die for me!"

At this moment, Leng Yun suddenly heard a loud shout, a dazzling silver light shot from a distance, like a long rainbow, penetrated into the overwhelming black light, the sharp aura squeezed the power of the magic way. Open, and shoot directly at Leng Yun's eyebrows.

"Changhong Sword!" Looking at Jianmang who was close at hand, Leng Yun stared and shouted directly.

Such a sharp sword aura can only be emitted from the Spirit Soldier Changhong Sword.

"Brush!" The Ten Thousand Bone Blade was pulled out almost in an instant, bringing out a piece of blood. Before paying attention to his wound, Leng Yun pierced the Ten Thousand Bone Blade into the silver light in front of him.

"Chang!"

With a metallic sound, the earth trembles fiercely. The Ten Thousand Bone Blade in Leng Yun's hand trembled and almost fell to the ground, while his body retreated dozens of steps in an instant, and he was able to stand. The power of the magic way has disappeared.

The silver light reflected back and turned into a sharp sword, drew a dazzling arc in the air, and fell into the hands of a handsome man very handsomely.

"The sword is Changhong, and the face is like a jade, presumably this is the surpassing Qianqiu Mountain, really admiring it for a long time!" Zhu Yusheng arched his hands and greeted very friendly.

"Thank you Lingyue donor for your help!" Fa Yuan put his hands together, and thanked him. Although he had just had an unhappy relationship with Ling Yue, it did not affect his gratitude at the moment.

"It's just a matter of raising your hand!" Ling Yue replied lightly, looking rather aloof. While speaking, he deliberately glanced at Ye Fan behind him, despising it even more.

"Monk Fayuan, I said earlier that these messy Northern Territory people should not be taken along. They were intercepted by the demon road halfway, and they couldn't get rid of this kind of person!" Ling Yue glanced at Ye Fan before snarling.

At that time, Fa Yuan turned his face with him for Ye Fan, a lowly man from the Northern Territory. At this moment, he naturally found his face.

"Ling Yue donor, what do you mean by this? Even if you save me, don't talk nonsense!" Fayuan's face suddenly sank. When is this, this Ling Yue is actually right about what happened before. Brood.

"Hmph, you don't know where the Northern Territory is, it's poor and backward, and you can't trust it indiscriminately if you say you have to take refuge in the devil's way. In my opinion, this son is the same as that of Leng Yun, they are both sinful!" Ling Yue said solemnly.

Ye Fan's face sank when Ling Yue appeared. If he didn't stand up at this moment, he would be a coward.