Taoist chanting

Chapter 380

Zhang Wenfeng used the Nine Palace Steps under his feet, skillfully dodging the several magic attacks launched by the Man God.

There is still a trace of magical Dao rhyme lingering in his mind, he has not completely come out of the state of turning into a tree, and the sword in his hand keeps coming out. He noticed that two swords stabbed in the air against the desperate and resisting Barbarian God. The feeling and sound were very strange. is different.

On the top of the hill filled with wood energy, being in it, the instinct became more and more acute, and he suddenly sensed the danger.

The turquoise brilliance on his body flashed violently, and the whole person flew like lightning in the gaps between broken branches, fallen leaves and broken trees.

There were several loud noises in succession, and several black lights as big as fists chased a row of ghosts and erupted.

"Phantom tree!"

Narrowly dodging the barbarian god's deliberate series of blows, Zhang Wenfeng, who flew into the air, let out a soft shout.

On the top of the hill where the trees were almost destroyed, the branches swayed again, covering the sky and the sun, the giant trees seemed unreal and real, and the green mist filled the air, re-sieging the wild gods who escaped from the entanglement of six bramble hooks and wire vines.

This time, he not only used the rich wood energy released by the crushed trees on the mountaintop to perform the "Giant Tree Illusory Life Technique", but also used the magic wood beads in his bosom cleverly, adding genuine illusions to the spell.

Try it, just start from the master.

In the aftermath of the black light explosion just now, he was precarious in it, but he was unscathed. All the concussion attacks were resolved by his magic weapon, the condensing whirlpool.

"Ah, I'm going to peel off your skin!"

The anxious Barbarian ran away, how could he calmly distinguish whether the opponent was using a spell or a bullshit illusion? He ran out of time, so he swung his whip and beat him violently.

Landslides and ground cracks, giant trees shattered, billowing dust rose into the air, and trees were still shaking in front of them.

He was almost dizzy, what kind of monster is that boy favored by God?

With just a moment's delay, Man Shen missed the last chance to escape.

The old ape and Tu Kun arrived, and they glanced at Guanzhu Zhang who was flying in the air calmly. The old ape bared his teeth and showed an ugly smile. , The illusion of dense trees disappeared without a trace, and the barbarian god who wanted to turn into a black light and fly away fell into the muddy mountain shadows.

The barbarian god was really going crazy, he beat him with his whip, and shouted: "Old monkey, are you really going to kill them all? I was driven into a hurry, and I blew up the body of a god, and it would not be difficult to injure one of you, and you are not from the same tribe." Demon cultivator, be careful to be taken advantage of by another one, and end up losing both life and treasures."

The divine way incense in his body became more and more chaotic and stagnant, but he had to remain strong.

The whip shattered the fallen mountain shadows one after another, and I felt very anxious.

The old ape laughed loudly, and said: "When death is imminent, you are still daydreaming about sowing discord, give me... town!"

As the "Drinking Mountain Order" flashed brightly, the barbarian god covered below showed his real body wrapped in black energy. There was a slanted cut mark on the armor between his waist and abdomen, and strands of incense overflowed.

A golden light suddenly appeared in the sky of the mountain shadow, splitting from top to bottom.

The power is as brilliant as it is, and the sword energy is unparalleled.

Man Shen was imprisoned for a breath or two, and when he broke free and wanted to raise the whip to resist, it was too late.

The black energy on his body exploded, and there were traces of metallic black light radiating sharply.

"Pfft", Tu Kun used all his strength to attack with a sword, split the Man God in half, and severely injured the Man God who was about to explode himself. With his left hand raised like a drum, he hammered the Man God's head, a huge fist The phantom hit the two Manshen ruthlessly, completely breaking up the black light on Manshen's body.

The old ape also drew out his sword at the right time, and chopped off the barbarian god who had no resistance.

Zhang Wenfeng watched the two old monsters cooperate with each other tacitly, the fist shadow and sword light intertwined, and they beat the torn apart barbarian into a mess of black energy, killing their lives and killing their souls.

With his usual expression on his face, he flew down to the top of the mountain hundreds of feet away.

A god-killing battle that he participated in, without too many thrilling twists and turns, has since come to an end.

Pulled out the semi-comatose badger from the rocky pit, hugged the badger that weighed two to three hundred kilograms of iron lumps in his arms, took out two healing elixirs, and fed it to the badger, which half-opened its eyes weakly in the mouth.

Fortunately, Tu Kun was willing to spend his money to feed them. Twenty percent of the low-grade materials they dug out from the secret room of the cave in White Fox Castle went into the belly of the badger, tempering the badger's body to be extremely strong and strong.

The mountain badger received a blow from the mountain whip, and the internal shock was serious, but his life was not in danger.

With a flash of earthy yellow light, Tu Kun appeared beside him, glanced at the sleeping badger, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it won't die, and it will recover after three or two days of cultivation." Scratch the loot.

The figure flashed repeatedly, and Tu Kun had already gone far.

At the end of the war, he hadn't got the Shen Yin Accumulated Good Liquid that he was thinking about, and it was true that he had formed a life and death contract with the old ape, but he was not at ease if he didn't take care of himself and watch the treasure get into his hands.

The demon heart is changeable, he can't trust the old ape, and the old ape can't trust him either.

Zhang Wenfeng hugged the mountain badger and fell behind, flying unhurriedly. He was still reminiscing about the magical state of turning into a tree. It was so wonderful. He tried to find the feeling of being able to immerse himself in it again.

In less than a quarter of an hour, his cultivation and state of mind have skyrocketed.

Arriving at Biyi Peak, which was almost beyond recognition, Zhang Wenfeng saw the bruised and swollen Tunjin Demon Gorilla who had been beaten twice with two whips, with a trace of blood spilling from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, and an unconcealable weakness on his black face.

He could sense the evil karma haunting the monster gorilla that he hated, so he frowned slightly.

Fly to the side, stay away from the monster gorilla who is staring at him angrily.

It's not that he's afraid of the other party, but that he hates the invisible aura on the demon gorilla.

This strange ability to detect the evil karma of the other party is the means he retained after he turned into a tree.

Ape Yuan snorted coldly, flew to the top of a nearby intact turret, sat cross-legged to meditate and adjust his breath.

Zhang Wenfeng flew slowly, and released his consciousness to scan the depths of the cave. He found that in the darkness, there were many aboriginal mortals with bloodstains on their faces, prostrating themselves on the ground and kowtowing, not daring to make any noise.

He sighed silently in his heart, and he didn't ask for comfort.

The life of the native mortals in the wild is worthless. After the barbarian gods are wiped out, they can still struggle to survive in the mountains, or they may be swallowed up by nearby forces and become slaves and handmaids, continuing their miserable fate.

The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive.

There is an old saying in the world: "It is better to be a dog of peace than to be a person in troubled times."

Therefore, reincarnation is a technical activity of striving for merit.

He found a huge rock under the shade of a tree in the middle of the mountain. There was no blood on it, but it was still clean. Zhang Wenfeng put the mountain badger on a straw futon he took out.
"Miaojue comes and goes, and the soul and spirit are never destroyed. In life and death, the body and soul will not fall... The gate of sin and blessing in heaven and earth, life and death return to one. Familiarize yourself with the past, and the three paths will be separated forever. out the door..."

He didn't light incense candles to place sacrifices, but threw stacks of paper money and burned them in the air, flying away.

This place does not belong to the territory of the Da'an Dynasty, so it is inconvenient for him to do it as a Taoist priest, so he does what he can according to the method of chanting sutras.

The sound of the scriptures fluctuates like a gurgling stream, flowing in the mountains, penetrating into the underground of the cave, and echoing into a soothing song of requiem.

He tried his best to cleanse the evil karma of all the dead with the power of scriptures, so as to reassure their souls, hoping to enter other reincarnations in the underworld, and no longer suffer in the next life.

Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!

"Hey, stinky Taoist priest, you are annoying me, shut your stinking mouth! Recite the scriptures and beep again, don't blame me for being rude."

Scarlet Yuan's body was full of monsters, and his heart was restless. Even though he was miles away, he was still disturbed by the pervasive sound of scriptures.

He was riddled with bad karma, and couldn't bear the sound of the scriptures, which were heavenly voices to all the souls of the dead.

Holding a stick and threatening menacingly.

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(End of this chapter)