Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 340: Ji Diol's sadness, the witty Taishang Daomen sat down and forgot about the machine, and the battle ended.

Chunyang! Chunyang!
The majestic and bright Pure Yang Tianmen slowly appeared.

On top of the seven-color body, three golden pure sun flowers bloomed on the Taoist's chest, which were extremely magnificent. The mysterious golden lines between his eyebrows burned with a faint golden flame, making him look extremely sacred.

Daxumi Chanyuan Kuchen's methods were far beyond Yi Chen's expectations. He originally wanted to conquer the world with one unique move, but unfortunately he underestimated the world's heroes.

He's really hot.

This is not a victory for dust, this is a victory for physics.

In the biting sky and wind, a huge divine figure of light and shadow stood in the sky and the earth, with colorful streams of light flashing from time to time on the body.

The majestic Jiyuan suppressed the body and shattered the sound stream. Yi Chen forcibly stopped the body five hundred meters away from the edge of the ring.

He had just unfolded the Pure Yang Holy Seal, but many minor cultivators who had followed their master to watch the battle under the mountain started to wail in pain.

"Ah ah ah, my eyes, master, I can't see."

The more Ku Chen hits his heart, the more solemn he becomes. If he hadn't fought with this person, he would never have felt such majestic pressure.

"The supreme Buddha's light, the golden bell proves the holy life!"

What he didn't know was that these were all Yi Chen's powers of breaking through the fourth dimension at work.

"It's ridiculous, you just let me take it? I have to know how to take it.

"The Taoist spirit of friendship actually allowed the poor monk's Dharma Realm to be formed. However, Xingjun has entrusted the great power this time. The poor monk's Sumeru Dharma Realm restrains all non-Buddha-origin powers."

High above the clouds, the figure of Master Kuchen, with white eyebrows and drooping chest, disappeared behind the giant bell. With a look of compassion on his face, he saluted Yi Chen with his palms clasped together.

"The poor Taoist laughs at you for having no plans. In the Chunyang Dao domain, only the poor Taoist can always win!"

boom! boom! boom!
The sound of continuous collisions echoed in all directions, and Jiu Diol, who was watching the battle below, suddenly became excited again.

With the display of Yi Chen's martial arts, there was a loud noise of people under the mountain peak, and people jumped up on their backs.

The halberd aura spread across the space, and Kuchen's complexion suddenly changed.

Suddenly, the divine clock in Kuchen's hand suddenly grew larger, and in the blink of an eye, Yi Chen was enveloped in it. A huge swastika seal in the sky slowly fell towards the gap at the top of the divine clock.

The immortal monk's palm produced a fierce sound wave, and the Yichen Holy Halberd calmed the wave.

For some reason, the magic power practiced by the Taoist in front of him was as pervasive as a gangrene attached to the bones. With every shock, he even felt that his body was about to be 'ignited', but the magic he used on the Taoist's body was Like a mud cow entering the sea, it was far beyond his expectation.

It’s a dump truck without brakes. If you keep asking me to step on the brakes, how can I step on it? "

Only those who are still standing after cutting off the halberd are qualified to speak.

The Kuchen Divine Bell was held high, its chest swelled like a balloon, and it would hit the Divine Bell with its fleshy palm from time to time, emitting bursts of sound waves.

Since it was difficult to answer, Taoist Master Yi would not answer for the time being.

In the blink of an eye, Yi Chen seemed to have arrived in a world of Buddha's light.

The clouds scattered as the energy overflowed.

Ku Chen: “….”

Yi Chen: “….”

The white-browed monk looked at the tall Taoist priest in front of him and couldn't help but laugh heartily.

"Sumi Dharma Realm, open!"

Ku Chen's words gave him a hint of the smell of green tea. Regardless of whether he agreed or not, it was the ambition of others that made him proud, and the prestige of his Taoist Master Yi was destroyed.

"The poor monk admires Mr. Xing's cultivation very much. Even though someone has offended Mr. Xing with his words, Mr. Xing has learned a lesson now. Please accept Mr. Xing's magical powers."

With every collision, his heart seemed to be grasped by a big hand, and his breathing couldn't help but be choked.

In an instant, Yi Chen turned into an angry look and started to attack violently.

Soon, another roar of laughter quickly covered his laughter.

"No, no."

"We can't continue like this. We must fight quickly." The old monk's heart sank. He formed a seal with his hands, then raised his eyes to the sky and clasped his big hands.

With the golden bell covering him, Yi Chen immediately gave Monk Kuchen a slight boost in strength.

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After a cup of tea, Yi Chen looked at Monk Kuchen who looked like a dead dog in front of him and smiled.

"You can actually make this poor Taoist use 60% to 70% of his strength to win, Monk Kuchen, that's not bad." Yi Chen kicked the monk in front of him with his boot.

Bang! The giant bell closed, and heaven and earth were sealed.

Yi Chen cursed in his heart, but a coldness flashed in his eyes.

"drink!"

Although when Yi Chen opened the Pure Yang Holy Seal before, he said that he could no longer pretend to be a poor man, but could what he said be true from his heart?
For example, can you believe what Li Changshou said?

"Why is Xingjun laughing?"

I asked but I didn’t hear it~
You don't have a heart-to-heart relationship with the Taoist priest, but you want to play tricks with the Taoist priest?
The Taoist raised his head and smiled gently, and the purple Tao domain suddenly extended, intending to frame the dry dust into it, and the bright brilliance illuminated the dry dust.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of moves.

"Fellow cultivators below the real-life realm must not look down upon the body of Lord Greedy Wolf Star." There were also outspoken monks in the crowd who reminded loudly.

Not moving anymore.

The level of sleep is deeper than that of Ye Xianzi and better than that of Xiongzi. He can probably sleep for six or seven days.

Even if Monk Kuchen encounters the amethyst human demon in Zeyang City, he can have a slight upper hand, but it is still not enough in front of his Yichengzi.

Guessing that time was almost up, Yi Chen first punched the corner of his mouth, drawing out a smear of blood, and then messed up his hair, then broke through the swastika seal and stood in front of the cultivators with difficulty.

"Everyone, I'm sorry. I'm a poor Taoist who has just developed his magical powers. He really couldn't control his power before. I would like to apologize to all my fellow Taoists today."

"Although it was difficult, Pindao still won."

Scored twice.

The purple-gold Taoist holds the holy halberd, panting and cupping his hands towards the cultivators on the ground.

Ji Diol has seen this scene three times not long ago.

Every time.

"you you…."

Jiu Diol pointed to the sky with trembling fingers, and suddenly his vision went dark, and he fell on his back like Wang Lang.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, Fellow Daoist Ji, what's wrong with you?" The cultivators around him suddenly exclaimed.

Time soon came to the afternoon. This time, Yi Chen did not run away after the fight. Instead, he stood on the cloud platform provided by Da Qin and watched the battle in the distance.

Two figures fighting fiercely were reflected in his pupils.

Now Yi Chen is basically certain that the mysterious master hidden under King Wu is the Blood Spirit Son of Yuling Shengpuppet Sect.

The monks who have made it this far are all tough, and no one who has reached this level can hide themselves perfectly.

Including him being forced out of the Pure Yang Seal form.

At this time, a river of blood hung across the sky like a waterfall. A monk with a skinny face shone with bursts of golden light, chanting mantras to resist the erosion of the river of blood.

This person is clearly the mighty master of the Secret Seal Shingon Sect.

Blood River faced off against Zhenyan, and for a while the two were at a stalemate.

However, Yi Chen knew that compared with Xue Lingzi's ease, the mighty master was somewhat powerless.

Perhaps sensing Yi Chen's gaze, Xue Lingzi glanced in the direction of Yuntai, with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

While sneering, the cultivators saw another blood river flashing across the sky. Deep in the blood river, a headless monster slowly walked out of it.

"This, is this the body of a powerful member of the Moroko clan, an ancient demon royal family?"

"Did Taoist Brother Xuelingzi from Yulingsheng Puppet Sect actually control such a powerful monster?"

Under the mountain peak, Shenji Baixiao suddenly exclaimed.

For a moment, the exclamations rippled like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

The headless monster's chest was bare, and its breasts were covered by a pair of bronze breastplates that looked like large bowls. There was a huge gash at its navel.

This demon was holding a blood-colored magic sword. As soon as it appeared, it bravely swam upstream towards the mighty master in the depths of the sea of ​​blood. The aura revealed from his whole body was even higher than that of the amethyst human demon in Zeyang City.

With a flash of his body, and using some secret technique, the skinny monk's figure immediately appeared outside the mountain peak. A huge knife wound on the great monk's chest was constantly leaking blood.

There was a faint black air around the wound, preventing the wound from healing.

Above the golden palace, a lama with purple eyes and cassocks immediately glared at Shen Haichao, who was dressed like an old farmer.

"Chen Haichao, your Yuling Saint Puppet Sect is so ruthless. Could it be that he came here for the purpose of killing people?" "Isn't he not dead? If he is dead, you can tell me separately. Besides, swords have no eyes, so how can fighting be so good? If someone dies without bleeding, it means he is not good at his studies and cannot blame others."

A smile appeared on Shen Haichao's face, he picked up the tea on the side of the table, blew on the foam, took a sip, and then sneered at the big lama.

Since Ling Xudu failed in his attempt to fuse and control the body of a powerful man from the ancient demon royal family, Moroko, he decided to give the body to Xue Lingzi.

The strong, always strong!

As soon as Xue Lingzi wins the leadership of the Great Qin Dharma Assembly, he will challenge the leader of the Demon Sect of Wuding Shen Sect.

A man was born between heaven and earth, how could he live in a state of depression for a long time?

"The winner of this battle is Xue Lingzi of the Yuling Saint Puppet Sect." As the law enforcement referee finished speaking, the cultivators at the foot of the mountain remained silent for a long time, immersed in the powerful momentum of the headless demon corpse.

An imperial list hung down from under the golden palace, and the list of the Great Qin Dharma Conference's four-to-two matchup has been released.

Greedy Wolf Star Lord versus Wuding Shen Sect’s war demon Xiao Tianji.

Xue Lingzi faced off against Taishang Daomen Zuowangji.

When Yi Chen saw the dust falling to the ground, he turned around and left expressionlessly.

At this moment, a young man in blood suddenly blocked his way.

The eyes of the two people met, and a fierce murderous aura immediately spread among them.

At this moment, all the cultivators in the distance who were about to leave were stunned, and for a moment they all focused their gazes.

Although the two of them did not attack rashly, the silent pressure rippled like water waves.

Will we start a fight?

Could it be that Lord Greedy Wolf Star has a life-and-death grudge against the Blood Spirit Son of the Yuling Saint Puppet Sect?
Different guesses arose in the minds of all the cultivators.

Jiu Diol struggled to get up at this time, staring at the scene in the distance with bright eyes.

"Despicable Xingjun lives up to his name, and the war demon Xiao Tianji is no match for you."

"Looking forward to our final battle, with no regrets in life or death."

"Although you hide your head and show your tail, I can feel that you are stronger than them, and I am stronger than you. You are qualified to let me remember your name. Be careful when you walk around the world in the future, because I will cut off your skin." , I promised my junior brother Ling Xudu that I will take his revenge."

"Actually, if it weren't for such hatred, I would still admire you. Taoist Yinlong, why do you keep restraining your heart? I can feel that you were born to be a member of my demon sect."

Xue Lingzi moved. He suddenly smiled, put his big hand on his throat, made a throat-cutting gesture towards Yi Chen, and turned around to leave.

"Xue Lingzi, stop!"

Yi Chen suddenly stopped Xue Lingzi's figure with a solemn voice.

"What, you want to beg for mercy?" Xue Lingzi turned his head.

"What I want to say is that you are a member of the devil's path when you step on a horse. I am the one who recites Taoist scriptures."

Yi Chen also put his big hand on his throat and made a throat-cutting gesture toward Xue Lingzi.

"Don't worry, I will cut off Ling Xudu's and your skin together. Since you are brothers, you must be neat and tidy. I have a kind heart and I can't bear to see you in such a scene."

"Then, look forward to meeting later. Those who survived must be right." Hearing this, Xue Lingzi was noncommittal, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

Time was like Li Qiye's lost sheep. It disappeared in the blink of an eye, and two days passed quickly.

"Magic moves in all directions!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay! If you don't take the path to the Immortal Court, the Holy Seal of Pure Yang will open up the sky!"

Under the mighty Qingming, Yi Chen fought with a majestic figure.

Xiao Tianji was furious, his fighting spirit became even higher, and his blood spilled into the sky.

"Okay, have fun!"

"Come again, beat me to death, beat me to death."

I'm just trying to make a fool of myself.

Yi Chen looked at the war demon Xiao Tianji who was attacking him like a madman, and he felt that this guy was a little sick.

He Yichengzi fought so hard that there was no way to retreat, and even if he died, he would spill the blood of others. In front of him was Xiao Tianji, a pure lunatic who was sitting in the elegant hall of Elizabeth Mental Hospital.

If you don't pay, you will die in the hands of Yichengzi. How can it be so cheap?

Yi Chen refused to engage in a loss-making business and swatted it away like a whack-a-mole.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Being able to force out 80% of his strength in the state of the Pure Yang Seal, the battle demon cultivation is really not bad. For the following battle, he can only use divine power to stimulate it. All thirteen pure Yang blazings are empty. Challenge the superpower, the soul is overloaded, and the soul is burning. Change, source point, thirteen points and a few trump cards.

He was really afraid that Xue Lingzi would beat him to death.

"Thank you very much. Mr. Tanlangxing will come to my Wuding Shenzong for tea when you have time."

"The battle demon failed when he broke through to the master realm before, and his brain is a little bad, don't be surprised." A burly man with a face as black as coal, carrying Xiao Tianji quickly towards the golden palace in the clouds, it seems that he will not stay for a second longer. It feels extremely humiliating.

"Wanima, this is not surprising."

Yi Chen's heart became brighter now.

"Xiantian leads Zhou Tian, ​​overturns the changes in Zhou Tian, ​​and turns me into a king."

Taishang Daomen sat in Wangji and faced off against Xue Lingzi.

At the beginning of the battle, a young Taoist with a handsome face lightly stamped his feet, and a Yin-Yang fish formation appeared under his feet.

Kai, Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Death, and Jing turned in all directions to form an extremely huge light curtain.

The power of Zuowangji was beyond Yi Chen and Xue Lingzi's expectations.

The violent stream of mana suddenly suppressed the blood spirit son and struck violently, restricting the blood river to a very small circle.

Wind knives, frost swords, thunder, and many other powers bombarded the world, and for a while it seemed like the end of the world.

Just when Xue Lingzi was so uncomfortable that he vomited blood, and for a moment he wanted to be promoted to the realm of master.

Zuo Wangji's figure flashed and suddenly flashed beyond the limits of the ring.

"Fellow Taoist Blood Lingzi's cultivation is astonishing, and I admire him very much."

Good guy, hit and run.

Yi Chen looked at the smiling young Taoist on the horizon and couldn't help but look weird.

I don't know what tricks Zai Wangji used, but now his magic power has been reduced... If he fights for another minute, he will be unlucky.

Damn it, Taoism still has a lot of talents~
"In this battle, the winner will be fellow Daoist Blood Spirit Son of the Yuling Saint Puppet Sect."

boom! Xue Lingzi waved his hand and shot a stream of mana towards the distant mountain. The majestic river of blood brushed past, and for a while, the rocks and earth and wood on half of the mountain made a harsh corrosive sound.

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One day later.

Taiwu City, Prince Wu's Mansion.

A heroic young man came to a corner of the hall. He stamped his feet lightly, and rough clicking sounds came continuously. Soon, a long underground passage appeared.

As King Wu continued down the passage, the bronze sheep beast lights on both sides of the corridor lit up one after another, and then disappeared soon after.

Soon, the tunnel reached the bottom, and a huge stone door slowly opened, revealing a strange blood pool ten meters square.

A head flashed out of the blood pool, and it was the face of Xue Lingzi.

"Fellow Daoist Blood Spirit Son, are you completely sure about the future battle with Lord Greedy Wolf Star? For this battle, I have already spent all my wealth and borrowed a lot."

"Your Highness, the greedy wolf will be defeated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for King Wu to continue speaking, Xue Lingzi immediately dived into the blood pool again.

Prince Jing's Mansion.

"Ms. sir, don't you go and have an interview with Taoist Yinlong? If Taoist Yinlong loses this time, it will be difficult for us."

The little koala said worriedly to King Jing.

“Don’t trust those you employ, and ignore those you doubt.”

"Madam, what do you think of this calligraphy?" King Jing calmly began to write, and a line of large characters was completed in an instant.

Princess Jing stepped forward and took a closer look, and saw clearly written on the paper:

"The Chu, He and Han realms are powerful, dominating all directions!"

"The world is full of turbulence, I can control the situation smoothly and defeat all the heroes!"

(End of this chapter)