White Bone Monkey King

Chapter 871 Qi Bo: Master, if you have a spirit in heaven, please help Taoist Jin An

"You think you are the only one in this world who has the holy fetus of lead and mercury? Are you the only one who knows how to fight with the holy fetus of attached objects?"

Ji Meng, the dragon-headed rain god, was about to sacrifice a golden holy fetus pill. As a result, a divine light of falling treasure struck, and the pill in his hand was knocked to the ground.

Dragon Head Rain God Ji Meng's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that the opponent could not only knock down magic weapons, but also pill pills.

"How bold!" The dragon-headed Rain God Ji's eyes were covered with fire, he gritted his teeth and offered another object, which was a Rain God Peach Talisman, intending to invite the god to come to him.

In the end, he was knocked down by Luobao Divine Light.

Since the Luobao Golden Edict has been sealed ten times, the number of Luobao Divine Lights has increased, and you can use the Luobao Divine Light ten times a day.

After two consecutive attempts, Ji Meng, the dragon-headed rain god, completely gave up the idea of ​​borrowing foreign objects to fight, and his expression became extremely gloomy.

What is the greatest magical power in the third realm?

It is able to travel around the world and fight with objects.

It is a spiritual magic weapon refined from heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Nowadays, every time a magic weapon is sacrificed, one is knocked down by the divine light of the falling treasure. Just having a strong soul but not being able to use the magic weapon is like cutting off the limbs, unable to exert the power of the soul of a strong person in the third realm. It makes people feel extremely suffocated. Qu.

"Don't worry about it. The more extraordinary his treasure-falling magical power is, the more he can achieve for us. Wait until we capture and suppress him!" The sixteen faces of the sixteen-faced god spoke at the same time, reciting an obscure and difficult-to-speak curse. Wen, at that moment, the shackles of the sixteen human faces seemed to be opened, and the already terrifying energy exploded again, and all sixteen human faces turned into Rakshasa ghost faces at the same time.

Rakshasa has supernatural powers and is famous among evil spirits for being as powerful as monsters. These sixteen human faces are extraordinary and can actually integrate two concepts. The sixteen human faces can once again borrow the supernatural powers of gods and demons to bring about power again. Overlay.

With the dragon-headed rain god Ji Meng in front of him, the sixteen-man face god did not use his own magic weapon.

"Hmph, even if I don't use magic weapons or foreign objects, I can still suppress you with my magical powers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sixteen-faced god with multiple superimposed magical powers stepped across the valley, like a wild god that opened the sky with its brute force, and attacked the great demon god Tuotian with such force that the earth shook and the mountains shook.

Ji Meng, the Dragon-headed Rain God, also followed him with gloomy eyes. Although his magic weapon was suppressed by the divine light of Luobao, and his magical power of making wind and rain was suppressed by Erlang Zhenjun's water talisman, he still visualized the Dragon-headed Rain God with his soul. Ji Meng killed the great demon Tuotian.

The power of the incense in the red gourd makes them afraid, and someone must suppress the power of the incense.

The Great Demon God Tuotian looked grim as he also strode into the valley, holding many magic weapons to fight against the sixteen-faced god.

These magic weapons are his greatest confidence to dare to fight against the two powerful men in the middle stage of the Three Realms today.

The other party did not dare to use the magic weapon in front of him, but he had no such worries and could use the magic weapon without any scruples.

Holding an arm that shakes the altar with a hundred thousand yin virtues, the electric light wanders around, blazing brightly.

The arm holding the red gourd worth three hundred thousand yin virtues was faintly stirred by the Yang Fire with the power of incense and wish.

The arm holding the robe of one hundred thousand yin virtues is chanting sutras. The Sutra of Saving People and the Buddhist sutras are sung together, which can save people and eliminate disasters.

The arm holding one hundred thousand Yin De treasures and money, the treasure is so bright and golden that nothing will be broken and nothing will fall.

The arms holding many Taoist talismans serve as protectors for the great demon god Tuotian, creating a new world in the wind and rain, like a three-foot air shield, pushing out the murderous rainwater three feet away.

The arm holding the seven magical powers of "The Holy Art of Heavenly Demon" blooms with seven-color divine light, which is dazzling and attracts people's eyes involuntarily, affecting people's sanity.

A fierce battle broke out in the valley between the great demon god Tuotian, who had both magical weapons and magical powers, and the sixteen-faced god Ji Meng, the dragon-headed rain god. The collision of fists and wind caused the divine light to rush back and forth in the valley, leveling the valley. , leveled several hills, and the battle ended in a draw.

Ji Meng, the sixteen-man face god and the dragon-headed rain god, became more and more surprised as he fought, and then became gloomy. They were two of them in the middle of the third realm, regardless of their status and shame, and personally stepped forward to suppress a junior who had just advanced to the third realm. They had not been able to capture him for so long. The other party, this is a great shame and humiliation for them.

After fighting for a long time, the two of them gradually became agitated and their eyes began to show impatience.

On the other hand, the six eyes on the three heads of the Great Demon God Tuotian are much calmer. From time to time, he uses the shaking altar wood or thunder fire robe in his hand to sneak attack on the two people opposite, making the two people feel agitated and must always pay attention to the sneak attack of the magic weapon.

After being attacked several times, the sixteen-man-faced god couldn't bear it anymore. He opened his mouth and spit out a magic weapon, intending to attack the face of the Great Demon God Tuotian at close range.

As a result, he was directly knocked down by Luobao Divine Light.

boom.

The Taomu Sword magic weapon fell to the ground.

The sixteen people looked so angry that they didn't expect that today's confident siege would turn out to be so frustrating.

The Great Demon God Tuotian took advantage of the moment when the sixteen-man-faced god was in a state of agitation, and used the ninth form of soul-stirring technique. Although he could not make the opponent's soul fly away with this move, the sixteen-man-faced god was stunned for a brief period, and the palm of his hand The shaking altar wood was thrown out, turning into a heavy thunder mountain and hitting the sixteen-faced gods in an attempt to suppress them under the thunder mountain.

The Dragon Head Rain God's face changed, and he sent out strong winds to blow the sixteen-faced gods away from the place. But even so, the sixteen-faced gods were still rubbed against the edge by the thunder mountain, and their bodies flew backwards as if they had been severely injured. Get out there and boom!

The sixteen-faced god was directly smashed by the imitation Taoist artifact, the altar-shaking tree, and flew more than ten miles away. It hit a cliff and was buried under heavy rolling stones.

Although the dragon-headed rain god Ji Mengshuang saved the sixteen-faced gods, he himself fell into the crazy pursuit of the great demon god Tuotian. Click, click, thunder and fire thunderbolts were split in the void. That was the great demon god Tuotian using all his magic weapons. Blast and kill Ji Meng, the dragon-headed rain god.

Even though Ji Meng, the dragon-headed rain god, could recover from his injuries with the help of rain falling from the sky, he was not given a chance to recover from his injuries despite the continuous bombardment of many magic weapons.

The dragon-headed rain god Ji Meng is now feeling more and more aggrieved as he fights harder and harder. He grits his teeth and holds on amidst the overwhelming magic weapons and powerful fist winds, hoping that the Sixteen-Man Face God will come back to his aid as soon as possible.

At this time, he finally realized the state of mind of the Peacock King Buddha Mother Bodhisattva when he was fighting with the great demon god holding heaven in front of him. He obviously had powerful abilities and magic weapons, but he was suppressed everywhere. He was obviously a higher realm but was hindered everywhere.

The speed at which the Sixteen-faced God recovered from the Soul Conjuring Technique was far beyond the imagination of the Great Demon God Tuotian. This man was so advanced in cultivation that he regained his clarity almost as soon as he hit the mountain wall. Boom!

The pile of rocks exploded, and sixteen people's faces flew into the sky.

His beard was furious, and his murderous intent surged. Just when he was about to kill the great devil Tuotian, the human face on his back unexpectedly saw two figures standing on the top of the cliff behind him.

The two figures were shrouded in soul light, and their true faces could not be seen clearly. They looked like a pair of masters and servants.

"Huh? Is there a soul who is not afraid of death who is hiding aside to take a look?" the man behind said with a cold face. He slapped the wind of his palm like two ants to death, using this to vent his hatred towards the great demon god Tuotian. anger.

The Great Demon God Tuotian, who was more than ten miles away, happened to see this scene. He raised his hand and punched out, trying to save people.

It was just that at this time, the sixteen-faced man didn't notice the incoming punch. His face on the back suddenly frowned, and his eyes were unexpectedly startled.

One of the figures on the cliff suddenly changed his aura and turned into a majestic, tall and powerful middle-aged man with such strong energy that it set the sky on fire, giving people the feeling of supporting the sky, like a king's aura. His aura was so majestic that he couldn't see his face clearly.

I saw the middle-aged man raise his hand and slap it. The blood in his palm was as heavy as a mountain peak and carried a thick purple energy. He slapped away the sixteen people's faces and the wind of the palm suppressed him. The blow continued unabated and quickly became larger. Show your face to the sixteen people.

"Martial Arts Immortal!"

"How can there be martial arts lunatics like martial arts immortals in this world!"

The sixteen-faced god with his back to the cliff roared in a low voice, and then his hand joints were reversed at an inhuman angle and blasted out two divine light palms.

Boom!

The blood palm collided with the divine light palm. What was surprising was that the divine light palm was no match for the bloody palm. After the bloody palm shattered the divine light palm, it continued to slap the sixteen-faced gods without any let up.

The human face on the back opened its mouth and spat out a magic weapon, smashed the bloody palm, and blocked a blow for him. At this time, the sixteen-faced god finally had the opportunity to turn around and look at the middle-aged man on the cliff, and more than a dozen Rakshasa ghost faces were revealed. The fierce god said with an evil look: "So what if the martial arts immortals come, I really thought that all the souls in the world would be afraid of you!"

Facing the words of the sixteen-faced god, the middle-aged man stepped forward, walked in the air, and swam in the void. His blood burned the sky red, and he walked toward the sixteen-faced god step by step with extraordinary magnanimity.

Although they didn't say a word, they brought the pressure of heaven and earth like the nine heavens looking down at them. The faces of the sixteen people who were saying cruel words just now showed fear in their eyes.

He was right!

The other party is indeed a martial artist!

In addition to the majestic blood, the ability to control the air for a short period of time is the most typical characteristic of martial arts immortals!

"Obviously I wasn't nailed by Tai Sui's bow and arrow talisman, so why do I feel that everything went wrong today! Not only did I fail to suppress the younger generation, but now a martial arts immortal appears out of nowhere!" The sixteen people looked at each other with a warning sign, and their eyes were gloomy. Watching the middle-aged man walking through the air.

He suddenly had a very bad premonition. Suddenly, there was an additional variable. I was afraid that he would lose so many masters in vain today, and in the end he would be in vain.

It is even unclear whether the two of them can escape from the hands of martial arts immortals.

The Great Demon God Tuotian, who was more than ten miles away, also saw the vision of the underworld sky being ignited by the majestic blood energy. He recognized at a glance that this was a martial arts immortal coming to the underworld.

Because he has followed the path of the Zhenwu Dangmo Emperor, he has a particularly strong sense of this kind of feeling.

At this time, even the dragon-headed rain god Ji Meng looked at the martial arts immortal who suddenly appeared in the world of Bingjiezhiji with a surprised expression.

The sudden appearance of a martial arts immortal took the three people present by surprise and broke the deadlock that had been locked in for a long time.

During the Calamity Tribulation, the Great Demon God asked the sky to calm his mind and not be disturbed by external objects. He seized the opportunity of the Dragon-headed Rain God Ji Meng to be distracted and threw the Shaking Altar Wood again. Although the Dragon-headed Rain God Ji Meng escaped the attack of the Shaking Altar Wood, But he couldn't escape the Shinto fist that followed.

The body was solid and received six arms and six punches, the golden python robe on the body was in tatters, the Dharma body was damaged, and there were some minor cracks.

The Great Demon God Tuotian did not give him a chance to use the rain to heal his wounds, so he pursued the victory with magic weapons, magical powers, and fist seals. For a while, the dragon-headed rain god Ji Meng could only passively parry in embarrassment.

On a cliff more than ten miles away.

Qi Bo looked at the figure walking through the air, his blood igniting the sky. His eyes were both excited and sentimental: "After more than ten years, this old slave finally sees you again!"

"I didn't expect to see you again, master, in the underworld. It would be in such a scene... I know that the master is very bitter. Even though it has been more than ten years, I still dare not face you... Master, if you are alive in heaven , today I will help you, the young master, and Taoist Priest Jin'an..."

"In all these years, I have never seen anyone like Taoist Jin An who can both make the young master angry and make him happy every day. Every day when I get along with Taoist Jin An, the young master never lacks a smile on his face. ...I believe that if the master has a soul in heaven, he will definitely be like the old slave. I sincerely hope that the master can live happily every day..."

Qi Bo began to talk about everything after Master Yiyun met Jin An one by one. No matter whether the middle-aged man who died with only the skin of an immortal could hear his words, he seemed to be getting older every year. An ordinary old man who always likes to reminisce is immersed in the memories of Mr. Yiyun and Jin An.

I don’t know if it was Qi Bo’s words that had an effect. The middle-aged man turned his head and glanced at the great demon god Tuotian who was killing the dragon-headed rain god Ji Meng, and then turned back to look at the sixteen people in front of him. Mian Shen.

As the middle-aged man approached step by step, the sixteen faces were under extremely heavy pressure of blood. The blood of the martial arts immortal was so majestic. Every time he took a step, majestic waves of hot blood overflowed. Impacting his soul.

These people's souls have left their bodies and descended into the underworld. The blazing Yang blood is like sticking their bodies to a burning alchemy furnace, causing their souls to be burned and uncomfortable.

"This is the underworld! Not the outside world! I don't believe that you, a martial arts immortal, can show all your cultivation here!" The Sixteen-Man Faced God is also a ruthless character. He is worried about the strong power of the person coming from the opposite side. Under the pressure of the field, his momentum was exhausted, so he took the lead in attacking the middle-aged man to interrupt the opponent's momentum accumulation.

Without the suppression of Luobao's divine light, several human faces opened their mouths and shot out three soul magic weapons, attacking the middle-aged man.

At the same time, his momentum rose rapidly, and his soul ascended to the sky, burning and stinging on his skin, and reached the sky.

Facing the many magic weapons coming at them, the middle-aged man raised his palm and patted them down.

The strong wind was powerful, and the majestic blood ignited the void. A palm of divine light appeared, like the hand of the Emperor of Heaven, huge and powerful, with a huge blood energy that made the Yin God fearful.

boom!

The huge slap collided with the magic weapon, making a clanging sound. Just relying on the majestic blood energy, this slap destroyed a soul magic weapon.

When the other two soul magic weapons were about to hit the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man turned his fingers into swords and used the power of his physical body to hack away the magic weapons.

The sixteen-man Mian Shen arrived at this moment and started a close-quarters fight with the middle-aged man.

"They are all in the third realm, and this is the underworld. It is not certain who will kill whom today!"

A dozen pairs of eyes with sixteen faces looked at the middle-aged man with hatred, and the middle-aged man was immediately imprisoned. Unexpectedly, purple energy surged from the middle-aged man's body, and he was not afraid of being oppressed or detained by evil spirits. Just like the great demon god Tuotian before him, he easily broke through the confinement and slashed at the faces of sixteen people with his sword finger with astonishing Yang Fire energy. god.

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