Journey to the West: Nine-tailed demon emperor

Chapter 147 Pure Yang Real Man
hold head high! ! !
After a fierce confrontation, the Fire Dragon Demon King gained the upper hand by relying on his strong physical body, and took the opportunity to grab the white-robed Taoist on his right paw, and let out a roar.

At this time, the Taoist priest in white robe was wearing a tattered white robe, dripping with blood, stained with blood, writhing uncontrollably, trying to break free from the claws of the Fire Dragon Demon King, looking very embarrassed.

And the Fire Dragon Demon King is also uncomfortable, most of the scales on his thousand-foot-sized body are broken, and the bright red blood is scattered on the ground like money. Lost.

"Hahaha, what a savage, you are finally caught by this king. I will kill you today." The Fire Dragon Demon King laughed wildly and yelled, opening his bloody mouth to swallow the white-robed Taoist. middle.

hum!
At this moment, a golden mask was released from the body of the white-robed Taoist, shaking him from the claws of the Fire Dragon Demon King, and escaped.

hold head high! ! !
"Who, dare to interrupt this king's killing of the enemy and seek death?" Seeing the duck with its beak flying away, the Fire Dragon Demon King was furious and roared full of murderous intent.

I saw the golden mask covering the whole body of the white-robed Taoist flicker for a while, slowly condensing into a light golden figure in white robe.

The figure was eight feet tall, with long hair and short beard, and his face was only in his thirties, with a slight smile on his face.

The figure glanced at the white-robed Taoist who fell to the ground and was seriously injured, and then looked at the angry Huo Jiao Yao King in mid-air, raised his hand and made a gesture, and said with a smile:
"The impoverished Taoist Chunyang, I have seen the demon king, and I hope that the demon king will forgive me for the sake of the poor."

"Hahaha, you are a wild way of life, don't be shy, this king is so injured now, how can you let him go with a word from you, then how can this king gain a foothold in the three realms?"

Although the Fire Flood Demon King was angry, he did not lose his mind. His disciples were all at the same cultivation level as his own, so what kind of cultivation level would he have, so he could only act on his own merits.

But this so-called real person Chunyang smiled and said:
"Hehe, what the demon king said is that it's not as good as this. Pindao compensates the demon king with a rank eight elixir to help the demon king break through the realm of Taiyi. It is considered that pindao paid for the life of this villain."

hum!
Hearing this, the Huo Jiao Demon King suddenly became agitated, his breathing began to be a little short, and he said nervously: "The Taoist is serious?"

Pills are divided into nine ranks, rank nine is Daluo, and rank eight is Taiyi. Now that the Fire Dragon Demon King has reached the peak of Jinxian, if he can swallow a rank eight elixir, [-]% will be able to break through the realm of Taiyi. Become the Great Saint of the Monster Race.

The Fire Dragon Demon King was supposed to practice in the cave. He heard that there were ruins in the North Sea, so he came to try his luck to see if he could get a chance to break through his cultivation. What about horses.

Master Chunyang swung his right hand, and a fist-sized glazed jade bottle appeared out of thin air, and threw it towards the Huo Jiao Yaowang in the air, saying: "The poor man speaks his mind, and in the bottle is an eight-rank elixir."

boom!
The Fire Dragon Demon King hastily borrowed the jade bottle, opened the cork and sniffed it cautiously, a trace of greed flashed across the only remaining dragon eye, but it quickly dissipated, replaced by a strong look of jealousy, As soon as he thought about it, he quickly put the jade bottle away and looked down at Chunyang Zhenren, saying:
"The Daoist is really bold. This king accepted the pill, and today the king let the Taoist go. But if the Taoist comes to trouble the king in the future, don't blame the king for being cruel."

Master Chunyang nodded and said: "Don't worry, the demon king. If the villain seeks revenge from the demon king in the future, it will be the cause and effect of the two of you. As a master, I will naturally not intervene again."

In fact, Chunyang really took out a rank eight elixir, but it was a pain in the flesh, but this elixir was originally begged by his master to give Li Qingfeng a breakthrough cultivation base, and now he used this elixir to buy Li Qingfeng's life. its use.

As for why he didn't take action to suppress the Huo Jiao Yao King, that's purely unnecessary, this is the karma formed between the other party and his apprentice, the two of them will naturally end up in the future, what would happen if a senior like himself took action?

But whether Li Qingfeng can take revenge in the future is not something he should consider. It is the utmost benevolence for his master to save his life at a critical moment.

Thinking of this, Master Chunyang couldn't help recalling the smile when the master handed him the elixir, secretly thinking that the master must have given away the elixir, that's why it happened like this.

With this in mind, Master Chunyang waved his hand helplessly, and suddenly a vast aura rose up, separating the monks and monsters fighting in the battlefield, and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, Qingfeng is defeated. Today's battle is due to the fact that the Yaozu is the winner. All the monks of my Pure Yang Sword Sect withdraw quickly, or you will bear the consequences!"

Immediately, the monks below exploded.

"Patriarch, it turned out to be Patriarch..."

"How could it be, how could Elder Qingfeng lose..."

"..."

Looking at the panic-stricken monks, Master Chunyang frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Jingsheng, Qingfeng is defeated, you are still not leaving, do you want me to bully the small with the big?"

Hearing this, the group of monks fell silent immediately, while some monks who practiced casually and monks from other sects moved their minds and began to leave secretly.

Within a few breaths, a young sword cultivator walked out of a group of monks. It was the leading sword cultivator Tu Shanhao had followed earlier.

The young Jianxiu stepped forward to salute, and said respectfully: "Disciple Guo Yang has seen the master, and asked the master to hand over the family teacher to the disciple and bring him back to the sect."

Master Chunyang sized Guo Yang up, nodded slightly, and said, "That's right, the foundation of the little disciple is very solid. It seems that Qingfeng is quite capable."

As he spoke, Master Chunyang stuffed a pill into the mouth of the unconscious white-robed Taoist, then threw it to Guo Yang, and said, "Take care of your master, and return to the sect as soon as possible!"

Guo Yang is also a straightforward person, after receiving the white-robed Taoist priest, he bowed to the real person Chunyang, and then turned into white light and left with his arms in his arms.

A group of monks saw that Guo Yang was leaving with the Taoist in white robes, they glanced at each other and left like clouds, the bosses were all defeated, and if they left their small shrimps, they were courting death.

After the group of monks left, Master Chunyang glanced at the little demon kings, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. He didn't look down on the demon clan, but he just saw these people with shallow foundations. Achievement.

Glancing at the Fire Dragon Demon King in mid-air, Master Chunyang made a daoist commentary, and said calmly: "The matter is over here, and the poor Taoist will leave."

As he said that, before the Fire Dragon Demon King could answer, the originally pale golden figure slowly dissipated, turning into specks of golden light that floated away.

Just when Master Chunyang was about to dissipate, as if he had sensed something, he turned his head and looked back in doubt.

I saw a golden light flashed in the eyes of Master Chunyang, as if looking directly at the source through all things, and found the key at a glance.

Master Chunyang was taken aback for a moment, but then he said in surprise: "Chunyang's..."

Before Master Chunyang could speak, the pale golden figure disappeared without leaving any trace.

But at this moment, Tu Shanhao's body suddenly burst in the cave hundreds of miles away, and the water mirror technique in front of him suddenly dissipated and turned into a little mist.

"It's so strong. I was discovered just by showing a little bit of breath, and the feeling of being peeped is so strong, it must be some kind of powerful pupil technique."

Tu Shanhao took a heavy breath, looked at the dissipated water mirror technique and said to himself in shock, his face was full of fear.

And it was in a small restaurant in Nanzhan Buzhou, thousands of miles away.

A Taoist with long hair and short beard in a white robe who looked to be in his thirties showed surprise on his face, looked in the direction of Beihai in surprise, and murmured to himself:

"It's weird, it's weird, there is such a pure body of pure yang in such an era, and it's almost catching up with the innate body of pure yang."

That's right, this Taoist is the Taoist Chunyang just now, or the founding ancestor of the Chunyang Sword Sect, the Chunyang Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin.

Lu Dongbin recalled the scene he saw just now, and couldn't help chuckling: "It's interesting, such a pure body of pure Yang, the poor Taoist will definitely take it under his family, and his achievements will be extraordinary in the future."

As he spoke, Lu Dongbin stretched out his fingers and calculated, calculating Tu Shanhao's life experience.

After a while, Lu Dongbin withdrew his right hand in doubt, frowned and said:
"What's going on here? With my half-step Da Luo's cultivation base, I can't calculate the slightest bit of that little guy. Could it be that this little guy is also a person with a background, or some people's chess pieces are not good?"

After thinking for a long time, Lu Dongbin finally shook his head helplessly, and said with a wry smile:
"It's hard to meet a little guy I like, but I can't accept it, so I can only see if you and I are destined in the future. If we can meet each other again, it's okay to give up your skin and beg the master."

After all, Lu Dongbin took a bite of the roast chicken in his hand, intending to turn his disappointment into strength.

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