My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 422 Beidi Heilu, Tianhe lost

Celestial Master Shoucheng brought people here.

"This world is good!"

Looking at this place, Shoucheng couldn't help feeling coveted.

Standing beside him are several masters of crossing tribulation, among them are Taoist Wusha who has dealt with Song Lin several times, and Long Jushi who has cooperated with Song Lin for a long time.

"What the celestial master said is very true. This place is no less than the nine worlds of the Lingbao celestial master. After this battle, why not take this world?"

Said the five-kill Taoist with white hair and red pupils.

Layman Long looked dignified and didn't say anything.

Song Lin had a good relationship with him, and the two of them had dealt with each other for so long, so they shouldn't have shot Song Lin out of emotion and reason.

In all fairness, Layman Long didn't want to come here.

"What do you think, Layman Long?"

Celestial Master Shoucheng asked deliberately.

Layman Long could only agree, saying: "What the Heavenly Master said is absolutely true, this place should belong to Wei Lingmen."

"Okay! Let's do it!"

Master Shoucheng gave orders.

Hearing the words, Layman Long pinched his fingers and muttered something.

Golden light mana swarmed out, transforming into hundreds of dragons in the air.

Roar! !

The dragon's roar shook the sky!
Others summoned all kinds of Taoist soldiers, evil spirits, and talismans.

Wellingmen pays attention to the rituals of the altar, and kills the enemy by means of opening the altar.

In theory, the enemy can be killed thousands of miles away.

This is the fact.

Most of the people from Wellingmen came in the form of ghosts and dharma bodies, and the main body was still deep in the Taoism, even Shoucheng Tianshi.

The spell is about to fall, attacking everyone below indiscriminately.

At this time, a golden light pierced the sky and the universe from bottom to top, dyeing the whole world with gold.

Under the bright and pure golden light of the big sun, all the spells and spells of the Yin God were completely wiped out.

The only person present was Shoucheng Tianshi.

Even though their real bodies are in the Taoist sect, their souls have been severely traumatized, and they may even become vegetative people with flesh and souls.

Celestial Master Shoucheng was also having a hard time, the golden light looked so uncomfortable, as if he was in a furnace.

A little longer, I'm afraid the whole soul will burn up.

The golden light gathered into a person.

"You're here?"

Song Lin chuckled lightly.

boom!
Before Master Shoucheng could react, Song Lin launched an attack brazenly.

The twelve stars in the void suddenly turned into twelve gods.

Metal, Wood, Wind, Water, Dao Soldiers, Killing Ghosts, Dharma Guardians, Five Sacred Mountains, Seventy-two Transformations, Chiwen, Eight Scenery Swords, Leifa... Twelve gods with the same strength as oneself will form a formation and attack.

"Is that so?"

Celestial Master Shoucheng also reacted at this time, with a faint sneer on his face, nine altars appeared in the void.

One altar summons light of five colors and five elements, one altar emits Taibai murderous aura, and one altar emits five kinds of hell monsters...

Countless spells flew out from the altar.

There are even more types than Song Lin.

As the celestial master of Weilingmen, Shoucheng is known as the "Nine Altars Celestial Master", who has inherited most of the scientific rituals and altars of the Taoist League of Heaven and Earth Taoism, praying for blessings, praying for rain, punishing evil spirits, killing demons, torturing ghosts, summoning gods and other rituals. class altar and so on.

The nine dharma altars in the sky are transformed by his primordial spirit, and they are also transformed by the altar's scientific and ritual avenues.

In Shoucheng Celestial Master's view, Song Lin was so overconfident that he dared to compete with him in spells.

boom!
All over the sky spells destroy 12 Yuan Chen and various spells.

From Song Lin's point of view, he could no longer see the outside world. There were ferocious monsters, mighty Taoist soldiers, and brilliant and dangerous magical auras in all directions.

boom!
The spell engulfed his body.

Before Tianshi Shoucheng was happy, a golden body rushed out of the gunpowder smoke.

The golden body has three heads and six arms, and looks like Song Lin.

The strong power of Qi and blood stabbed Shou Chengfa in pain.

boom!
Six punches blasted out!

The whole world became dim, leaving only a towering giant mountain.

The scorching sun hangs high, illuminating the world in all directions.

There are mountains under the scorching sun.

Going back thousands of miles, it is like a pillar of the sky; pavilions, towers and pavilions are the only places for immortals and gods.

This is the meaning of Dayujing.

The sense of oppression of Kunlun Mountain is several levels higher than that of the Five Sacred Mountains.

After all, the map of the true shape of the Five Sacred Mountains is just a copy, while Dayujing was seen and felt by Song Lin with his own eyes.

boom!
The nine altars collapsed instantly.

Celestial Master Shoucheng's dharma body creaked, as if it was about to collapse in the next second.

Until now, Shoucheng didn't know the meaning of Tianhe's words.

Tianhe once said that Song Lin was invincible, and his dharma body had to be worn away slowly to take it down.

At that time, Shoucheng Celestial Master still dismissed it, thinking that there was nothing to be afraid of a thunder calamity.

He does know now.

Song Lin has already deceived himself to come to Shoucheng Celestial Master, and his physical body with human and immortal martial arts has become more and more indestructible.

boom!
The six punches struck down, carrying the power to overthrow Kunlun Mountain.

Shoucheng Tianshi's method is quite broken.

The strength remained undiminished, and even blasted the world into a big hole.

"Haha, you can beat me, but you can't beat Tianhe."

Celestial Master Shoucheng smiled before disappearing.

"Really? Maybe."

Song Lin flew out of this world.

I saw the monks on both sides fighting back and forth, and they couldn't even tell me apart.

The battle between the nine yin and nine yang gods and demons and the eight ghost kings of Tianhe is in full swing, and Ao Qing personally leads people to deal with monk Donghua.

Zhengxin, Plum Blossom, Tiansha Disha and others led the crowd to fight against it.

The battle situation is very anxious, regardless of you and me.

It was also the first time for Brother Donghua to see such a big scene.

There were countless deaths and injuries to the living beings in a radius of thousands of miles, the entire sky was covered in flames, and it even rained fire.

At this time, it is impossible to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and mortals will inevitably be affected.

Song Lin went straight to Tianhe as soon as he came.

"Old dog Tianhe, your grandpa is here too!"

The innate pure yang energy is released without reservation, the sun shines all over, as if hot water is poured on the ice and snow, and the weaker monsters are instantly wiped out.

The bodies of Tianhe's eight ghost kings emitted white smoke.

After taking the elixir, the Heaven and Earth Forbidden Formation had no effect on him at all.

He transformed into a Nine-Turn Mysterious Kung Fu Dharma Body to meet the Roaring Wind Ghost King, and the opponent's sharp wind blade like a steel knife could not cause any harm to him.

"Well done, I've solved it together today." Tianhe sneered, he took out the golden jade badge and the Yiqishencauldron and cast spells to brush them all down.

The two innate magic weapons have great power.

Tianhe also learned to be smart, and instead of using lethal spells, he specially released binding spells.

The situation turned back a bit.

The eight ghost kings deal with the prince, and Tianhe uses magic weapons to deal with Song Lin.

The two sides were at a stalemate, but Ao Qing, who was almost a master of Yuanshen, was still killing people below.

Ao Qing transformed into a white dragon body, no one can keep him.

"Don't help your fellow Taoist?" Tianhe joked.

Song Lin didn't answer, but closed his eyes tightly.

Zhengxin was the first to leave the stage with a serious injury, life and death unknown.

Yuanbo's nine sons and ghost mother were broken and swallowed by Bailong.

Xiao Xuan died, Lu Mingyang's army was broken and died on the spot, Tiansha was seriously injured, Qingyu was seriously injured, Xiangling was seriously injured, Pei Yu died in battle, Zhou Xuan died in battle...

As the Daoist of Donghua, Wang Ziye took the lead and fought bloody battles, and his whole body was transformed into a human form.

"Haha, have fun! Boys follow me!"

Person after person, known or unknown, was killed in this battle.

The roar of monks, the mourning of mortals.

Unknown peeps, greedy gazes, heroes watching the show, villains who are ready to fish in troubled waters.

For this war, everyone paid too much price.

For Song Lin, this position of celestial master is no longer a dream of youth and frivolity, but a burden for many living beings.

For this position of celestial master, Song Lin has never enjoyed it for a moment. Apart from practicing all day, he is focusing on strategy stories, and he has not felt the refreshment of being the sovereign of the Taoist alliance for a second.

The growth of Donghua's Dharma lineage, the future of the human camp, the revival of the Queen Mother of the West...

Heavenly Master is just the beginning, not the end.

Song Lin didn't want to be the savior, and after walking this path, he realized that everyone was relying on himself.

The viciousness of the demon, the aloofness of the celestial master, the contempt and ridicule in Tianhe's eyes.

I really want to...gouge out their eyes!

Boom!

The clouds were thick, and the thunder and lightning danced wildly.

Boom boom boom!
Thunder Tribulation is here!

In the eyes of the world, Master Donghua is bathed in thunder, his body is full of golden light, and his black hair dances wildly. On the 12th day of the Yuan Dynasty, he is like a guardian of the Dharma, and on the 24th day, the cloud seal script is mysterious and unpredictable.

Jiulaoxian Duyin, Renhuang Sword, Bagua Furnace, Sun Jade Chariot...Peerless magic weapons surround it.

It's killing people while crossing robbery.

Song Lin opened his eyes, looked at the shocked Tianhe, and said:
"Old dog Tianhe! It's time to settle the score!"

Purple traces appeared between the eyebrows.

The dark clouds parted, revealing the Ziwei Emperor Star.

With the help of the opportunity of the thunder catastrophe, Song Lin sensed the secret of the dark sky.

Tianhe's consciousness was wrong, and he immediately called in the eight ghost kings, even the middle prince was ignored.

The eight ghost kings and the eight primordial spirits put all their strength into it.

"Canopy Canopy, Jiuyuan Shatong. Five Dingdusi, Gao Diaobeiweng. Seven politics and eight spirits, Tai Shang Hao fierce. Long-headed giant beast, holding the emperor bell..."

Endless black energy descended from the nine heavens and poured into Song Lin's body crazily.

Infinite magic energy has extremely strong destructive power, and it was the first to damage Song Lin's body.

Fortunately, there is innate yang energy in the body, which sticks to the core.

This spell was used once in Western Records.

The last time it was protected by God Xuantian, this time it was protected by innate energy.

If it wasn't for this support, Song Lin would not have dared to release this spell, otherwise he would be the first to destroy the summoned demon.

In the eyes of others, Song Lin has become an extremely dark monster with a horny head that reveals his devilish energy all the time.

This is the Great Demon of the Six Palaces formed by Ziwei Daowen combined with the power of Ziwei Star in the North Pole.

The Great Demon of the Sixth Palace has a strong sense of visual impact.

Thunder Tribulation can no longer cause any damage to it.

At this time, the Eight Great Ghost Kings attacked.

The Great Demon King of the Sixth Palace held the imperial bell and smashed it fiercely.

boom!
The ghost king's body collapsed and was swallowed.

Click!

The pitch-black emperor bell smashed two innate spirit treasures, which faintly covered the earth, staring at Tianhe with red eyes.

"Do not!!"

Tianhe couldn't believe it, he was completely defeated.

(End of this chapter)