Taoist chanting

Chapter 447
Zhang Wenfeng, who flew to stand on the treetop branch, silently observed the billowing yellow sand roaring to and fro at a height of about thirty feet above his head. He noticed the chaotic yang, ghost and evil spirits, and couldn't tell what was causing the trouble for a while. What monster?

Not just one or two, but groups of them wandering in the air, hiding in the yellow sand to make troubles.

There are three groups of extremely powerful auras, peeping at him from the thick yellow sand, unscrupulous and provocative, all kinds of beast calls, ghost howls, and human cries mixed in the storm are terrible, trying to disturb the spirit of the Taoist priest below.

Looking at a group of powerful third-level breath through the sand fog, Zhang Wenfeng pondered for a long time, and gradually had a guess in his heart. When the black shadow appeared in front of him again, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly drew his sword, and a blue-golden sword light suddenly appeared. cut off.

There is almost no gap between the chanting he is prepared to touch the supernatural powers, and the sword, which is almost at the peak.

A sharp roar pierced through the air, and a sword that seemed to be mighty from heaven made the noisy and strange sounds in the sky quiet.

There was also a moment of hesitation as the roaring and raging yellow sand above the head.

Jianguang easily tore through the fog of yellow sand, and made a harsh sound of breaking leather and silk, which penetrated the world.

The weak and mixed aura that bore the brunt was frightened on the spot, and there was no time to dodge or resist it. Wherever the sword light passed, the body and soul scattered into a cloud of yang evil black energy.

The group of black shadow monsters yelled and threw several bone objects, trying to buy time for themselves to retreat, but the mantis arm blocked the car, and the bone objects were vulnerable to a single blow, exploding into clusters of fragments and powder, the black shadow was locked by the sword light, as if trapped in a sticky , the pressure is extremely high, and the speed of escape is slow.

It screamed in horror, and sprayed out fist-sized black sand mist clusters.

"Bang bang bang", several consecutive bangs, the sword light was sharp and unstoppable, like a knife cutting tofu, with a straight line, cutting in the middle of the black shadow that had exhausted its means with a distance of tens of feet.

One split and two flaps, and then exploded into black gas and yellow sand all over the sky.

Suddenly, the air was like a nest of wasps exploding, and all kinds of auras fled in a panic. In just a moment, the vicinity of the small island was completely empty.

Zhang Wenfeng noticed that there were as many as nine such powerful air clusters, and the other clusters were hidden more secretly, and they were arranged in four directions. He frightened all those malicious guys away with a sword strike, and only then was he able to discover the others. Obscure trail.

Before finding out the reality, he would not rashly break into the yellow sand mist to fight with the other party, so as to defeat the attempts of those guys. He was the first to win, and the power of the sword also made all the monsters afraid.

The beheaded air mass didn't completely die out, it was scattered and turned into countless low-level existences.

He understood that these monsters were the world spirits of this blessed land, just like when Xinyue took him through the secret passage into the underground Yin River, the bridge spirits that were about to be trapped under the piers at both ends of the bridge were man-made.

In this enclosed space, world spirits belong to the existence of immortality.

The blessed land will fall and collapse, and the guarding world spirits who have penetrated into each node of the blessed land have come out. They have been doing evil for so many years, so that the souls of the dead people and beasts in this blessed land cannot go to the underworld, and instead become evil spirits that help the evil spirits.

He suspected that the portal that could not be opened normally had something to do with these world spirits making trouble?
"Taoist, so what if you are powerful? You can't kill any of us, Quack, come and kill us."

"Come out if you have the ability, let's single out!"

"Coward, hiding on the island is a fart, come out."

In the fog of yellow sand in the distance, there was a sharp mocking sound.

All sorts of strange sounds vented towards the direction of the island.

Zhang Wenfeng put his sword back into its sheath. His Hunran sword was stained with a bit of demon energy, and it took a long time to get rid of it. Later, Dao Lu Academy compensated him with a magical sword similar to the Hunran sword, which was placed in the receiving space for backup.

He and Tu Kun's great achievements in beheading the guardian of the Wu clan and two third-tier masters, plus the return of the golden core and the remains exchanged, and the subsequent killing of Luan Mengmei and Bai Feng's avatars, made Xianlingguan The treasury has replenished a lot of second- and third-tier materials, crystal stones, elixir, and [-] or [-] rare fourth-tier materials. The aura stones earned [-], and his current storage space has nearly ten thousand aura stones.

According to Protector Xie, the meritorious service earned by the current Fairy Temple ranks first in the Da'an Dynasty.

At that time, the merit points can be exchanged for treasured magic weapons, materials, spars, etc. in the treasure house of Daoluyuan. After the three secret realms of the Da'an Dynasty are opened one after another, they can exchange a few places to enter the blessed land for treasure hunting experience, which will have many benefits.

This is also a secret that Zhang Wenfeng is qualified to understand after he has advanced to the Freedom Realm and Xianling Temple has been promoted to the Zongmen.

Looking indifferently at the scene of the group of demons dancing, Zhang Wenfeng responded slowly: "The spirits of the world are making chaos, the ghosts are helping the tigers, and the blessed land will be destroyed. How long can you be arrogant? Do you really think you can live forever?"

The noise fell silent.

They didn't seem to expect Taoist priests to know their heels so quickly.

After a while, there was a scream: "Smelly Taoist priest, you can't escape? This is a place of death!"

"Yes, you can't open the portal of the blessed land, and die with us... No, when the pond dries up, it's your time of death, Quack, we want to watch you die, we'd rather die!"

"I want to draw out the soul of the stinky Taoist priest and light the sky lantern, no one is allowed to stop me."

The noise rose again, and the crowd attacked it.

Zhang Wenfeng needs to know the information of this place, quarreling is also a way, he already knows that world spirits cannot fall on the island, and before the waters below dry up, he is safe and sound, said coldly: "If I can come in, I can go out. You should worry more about yourselves, a bunch of ignorant little people, poor people who have no life or future."

"Ah, bah, the three portals going out from the blessed land are completely destroyed. Do you think you are a fifth-level master who can break through the nodes and go out before the blessed land is broken? Don't dream."

"Smelly Taoist priest, you will end up worse than the wretch in less than 20 years. Just wait and see."

"At most ten years, let him look good."

"Boy, you know you are afraid, obediently hand over all the treasures on your body, kowtow [-] times, and spare you."

The world spirits yelled and cursed fiercely, no one dared to appear within two miles of the small island.

The Taoist's sword earlier scared them so much that they didn't dare to do it again.

Although they are immortal here, if their soul cores and spirit bodies are scattered, they will lose their superior cultivation status and become the lowest existence, forever losing any chance of escaping.

No one is a fool, no one will do it by sacrificing oneself for the sake of others.

Even if there is a chance, they don't mind using the sword of the Taoist priest to entrap other world spirits.

Zhang Wenfeng listened with a gloomy expression. Is it only ten years before the waters dry up?Then we must find a way to get out before then.

He tended to stay cold, so he made some sarcasm and sarcasm, and provoked the incident again. Many world spirits refused to suffer, and quarreled and scolded again and again, gradually letting him hear that there were many conflicts among the world spirits.

Perhaps, the relationship between world spirits can be separated and they can be provoked to fight each other.

I hope these world spirits know how to get out.

He can also use the pretext of going out hand in hand with them as a condition, sounding out the wind and discussing a deal, but it is not appropriate to act too hastily at the moment, and talk about it later.

The two sides confronted each other and quarreled all night unconsciously.

A white belly appeared in the sky, and all the world spirits scattered in all directions with their ghosts.

They have been holding back in despair for too long, and finally a stranger came, and they couldn't complain.

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(End of this chapter)