The First Sword of the Earth

"What's not reliable?"

In the protective clothing, Xi Lian tilted her head to stare at Wang Sheng, and yawned coquettishly, "Your master is pretty good. You can educate you every time you educate you."

Wang Sheng thought about it for a while, and every time Master made a call to himself, he could indeed always give himself a deep vigilance.

Probably this is a famous teacher.

Although I may not be considered a high disciple...

"Sister, what I said is not very reliable, because I feel that the communication that Master just called is not right."

Xilian asked in confusion, "What did you hear?"

"It's nothing, maybe I've been thinking about it..."

Wang Sheng smiled, and then he also had some doubts in his heart.

While exploring the eighteen layers of hell, did the official visit those eleven halls?

Master and the others have arrived in Fengdu City for not a short time. Logically speaking, they should have already tried to enter the eleven halls. Why didn't they say anything in their words?

Could it be that Master and the others still haven't rushed out of the capital city?

These doubts came out in his heart, and the more Wang Sheng thought about it, the more he felt what was hidden in the words of Master during the communication just now.

Based on Wang Sheng's understanding of Master, thinking about it now, I faintly feel that Master seems to be pretending to be relaxed...

Xi Lian watched Wang Sheng's seemingly troubled look by the side, and squeezed Wang Sheng's words, "I miss Xiao Xuan Xuan? No one in a day, like every three autumns? I didn't expect that you are usually boring, and you are also an infatuated little one. Taoist priest."

Wang Sheng suddenly smiled helplessly. How could he become a kind of infatuation?

The kind of crazy sword is pretty much the same.

The surprised monk who drove there shook his head, and said with emotion: "The love in the world is a misfortune, Amitabha."

"Don't listen to these Sanskrit and Zen sounds," Xi Lian rolled her eyes. "It's like being able to become a Buddha if you chant too much scripture. Whether you will be taken to Xitian Bliss or not depends on your cultivation and understanding.

Is there anything on your list that I like to listen to? "

"Senior, what do you want to listen to?" Monk Huai Jing raised his eyebrows. "The little monk has a small Chinese music library here. When playing games on weekdays, I am afraid that listening to songs will take up the Internet speed, so all those who like to listen are downloaded to the phone."

Wang Sheng couldn't help but vomit: "Are your Tianlong Temple internet speed very slow?"

"It's okay, mainly because there are more brothers who use the Internet during the peak period."

Xi Lian said: "Whatever sad love song is on the hour, let me relax my mood for seniors."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Within ten seconds, the male singer's slightly hoarse voice appeared in the car stereo, and the monotonous but melodious piano accompaniment sounded, and Xi Lian's face was full of memories.

Soon, the humming of the monk Huai Jing sounded in the car, and it didn't take long for this humming to become the ‘killing taboo duet’ of Huai Jing and Xi Lian.

Wang Sheng:...

The anti-aircraft suit also comes with a slight electric sound, and there is no one.

...

Fengdu City, in front of the city gate.

The fierce soul roars and devil may cry, the bowstring trembles like a forest!

The army of ghosts collided with the ghost soldiers head-on, and as far as their eyes were, they were all ghosts rushing toward the gates of the capital city, and the number was impossible to calculate.

The half-circle battle formation of the ghost soldiers in front of the city gate was immediately hit by shocks from all over the place. The ghost soldiers pointed their spears and halberds diagonally forward, and their fierce souls were strung on top of the spears and halberds, and then quickly melted. Make a puff of black mist.

But the number of these ghosts is really too much. Even if only 30% of them rushed to the city gate under the rain of arrows, they still knocked out a lot of casualties in the half-circle battle formation composed of three thousand ghost soldiers.

"Shoot!"

Qing Yanzi roared, even if he didn't feel sorry for the rune soldiers, he still had to give full play to the role of the rune soldiers.

Twelve figures rushed straight down from the air, Qing Yanzi took the lead, her robe and hair fluttered backwards, splitting her hands and smashing out several feet wide palm shadows, directly clearing the large area below.

Mu Wanxuan fell straight, just before the ghost soldiers battlefield, standing in the area split by the master's palm, slowly pressing down with her hands, her long hair fluttering lightly, and a huge yin and yang Tai Chi picture appeared directly underneath. .

Taking her as a circle, the area within a radius of three miles is covered by Tai Chi diagrams!

A total of eleven people, Qingyanzi and other Taoist leaders, fell together, and a gust of yin and yang entangled from their legs, and these eleven golden core cultivators were even more powerful.

Not to mention that Dao Master's body was gleaming with dark gold light, and now the top three Golden Core monks in the monastic world of Dahua Country slammed their feet and flew out against the ground!

Enveloped by dark golden light, Qing Yanzi's body shape resembles a cannonball, and slammed straight into the group of ghosts coming forward; the body shape rotates rapidly from the top of the head to the soles of the feet for a few weeks, a dark golden ball of light It formed quickly between his palms, and was constantly trembling!

Then, clap your palms together, and the dark golden light shines before the capital!

The ghosts in the 100-meter-diameter area were directly swept away by this powerful pure sun power!

But there were countless ghosts rushing forward, Qing Yanzi slapped the ground, and his horizontal figure flew backwards. Two figures on the left and right crossed him and rushed forward.

Of these four people, the leftmost is the Maoshan Golden Core monk, whose Taoist name is "Thousand Vehicles". At this time, they use the talisman to guard against the thunder, and the peach wood sword in their hands points out the Taoist white light, and the dancing robe exudes the mysterious Taoist rhyme.

With the help of Tianwei, hundreds of thunders were swept down, and the thunder curtain woven into pieces covered the most dense place of ghosts and monsters.

Panic like a Thor!

The Dragon Tiger Mountain is mad, and the ghost-expelling talisman is like a formation, and it controls dozens of'blade talisman' in one hand. Wherever it passes, the green-skinned ghost turns into flying ash, and the red-skinned evil spirits fly across the body, and burst into black in a blink of an eye. cigarette.

Look at the two Buddhist monks on the right who passed by Qing Yanzi!

A thin old monk with a withered face sits out of thin air, with the Buddha's light shining constantly on his body, sitting on a phantom of a jade lotus sitting on the platform, wherever his body passes, the ghost melts like ice and snow.

The other eminent monk followed the same path as the Huaijing monk. Of course, his cultivation level was much more advanced. He held a handy shovel. He was like a strong man, and a gust of wind blew up in the pile of ghosts.

Qing Yanzi closed her eyes and adjusted her breath immediately after landing, and shouted in a low voice more than ten seconds later: "Substitute!"

The leader of the wind channel, Zhang Zikuang, and the two Buddhist monks immediately backed away, and the six Jindan monks, including Yan Zhengnan who had been waiting for a long time, moved forward together to fight the surging ghosts head-on!

At this moment, Mu Wanxuan quietly closed her eyes, and put her hands around Xuyuan, her delicate body shook lightly.

In the ghost group, dozens of yin and yang two auras have rolled up more than 20 tornadoes; these tornadoes become bigger in the blink of an eye, rolling up and shattering a large number of evil spirits, and directly sweeping away the offensive of the ghosts temporarily!

Qing Yanzi yelled: "Xiao Xuan, pay attention to saving mana and keep yourself full of mana!"

"Oh," the trained senior sister obediently responded, and then honestly did the work arranged by the master.

——Bless the yin and yang two qi for the eleven senior masters of one's own side, and maintain the yin and yang great elementary formation.

It's just that, she has actually played a huge role.

"Let the arrow!"

The roar of the generals of the ghost soldiers sounded again, and the rain of arrows rose again on the city wall.

Twelve Jindan monks stood in front of the city gate, and three thousand ghost soldiers blocked the city gate behind them, ‘checking for missing pieces,’ and ghost archers everywhere on the city wall kept shaking their bowstrings.

Just outside the capital city, a war of the underworld was unleashed!

However, Qingyanzi and the others, because of their cultivation base, are in this fashion and cannot probe too far.

They didn't notice that these fierce spirits and ghosts who died before the battle, although most of the gray gas after death dissipated, but the most'essential' part of them, under the cover of yin, returned to the eighteen layers of hell. middle.

It seems that where there is a big mouth, quietly swallowing the mighty soul power of these violent ghosts.

...

The second section of Huangquan Road, on the dead plain.

"Just let me cry while listening to the love song, the north wind outside the window is still...blowing!"

Wang Sheng only felt that his eardrum was about to explode.

The hilarious Fox Banxian took his arm, and Wang Sheng also shook his body slightly. He was surprised by the monk, the initiator, whose fingers kept beating on the steering wheel.

The expensive car audio of this special military vehicle is to ensure that the communication is not distorted under weak signals, not to play love songs in the underworld!

Master Patriarch is here, this is not as good as the previous Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit singing!

In the protective clothing, Xi Lian seemed a little embarrassed, she became a girl again, and the protective clothing was deflated everywhere, but fortunately, it did not leak.

"Cut the song, cut the song! Get moving! Hey!"

The surprised monk smiled lightly, shouted a few words in his throat, and released the painful and dynamic ‘disco’ music that he had prepared for a long time.

Wang Daochang shrank weakly in the corner, stared in the rearview mirror with surprise, shrank his neck in shock, and laughed twice.

"Don't be nervous, entertain, entertain."

Wang Sheng shook his head, and the premonition in his heart that had been tricked by Xi Lian and Huai Jing monk had faded a lot.

Fortunately, Monk Huai Jing suddenly pointed to the outside and shouted: "Look over there, the location of the nuclear explosion!"

The sound of the music suddenly became quieter, and the six eyes were watching the situation in the nuclear explosion area, and they suddenly shook their heads with emotion, "Amitabha Buddha."

"The ability of a mortal body to have such a lethal power is really beyond ordinary people's imagination," Xi Lian said indifferently, "Although it's just dysfunctional."

Monk Huai Jing wondered: "Senior, can't a nuclear bomb put down an immortal?"

"Such a nuclear bomb is not flexible enough. Although it is powerful, unless the target of the fairyland stands stupidly waiting to be bombed," Xi Lian rolled her eyes, "Moreover, if you have a higher level of cultivation, or if there is a fairy protection, then The immortal can't be killed directly, at most it is a serious injury.

Don't look at me, I'm just crossing the fairyland, and after the fall of the devil, I can't show my strength at all. "

Wang Sheng asked: "Senior, what realm is above the fairy?"

"Really immortal."

The monk Huai Jing wondered: "A real fairy?"

"Bah!" Xi Lian rolled her eyes ~www.readwn.com~The word "true immortal" means'a little true spirit is immortal'.

It means that when you arrive at that realm, as long as you leave a ray of true spiritual thoughts, you can prevent yourself from being destroyed, and you can reincarnate or repair your own soul.

Crossing the fairyland is actually a state of excess. As for the fairyland, the initial stage of the state is called Yuanxianjing. "

Wang Sheng and Huaijing monk immediately listened attentively.

"Golden pill has a lifespan of eight hundred, Yuan Ying has a life of three thousand, born out of a baby can live for nine thousand, Yuanxian can live for 30,000, a true immortal can live for 129,800 years, a true immortal..."

Xi Lian spoke, and she seemed to think of something, then rolled her eyes, "I don't have a small golden core, not a single golden core, why do you ask so much! Practice honestly! Let's sing and sing!"

"The little monk cultivates the Dharma, not the Taoist Golden Core..."

Monk Huaijing replied weakly and amplified the sound of the audio again.