Chapter 26 Sakyams 4

If this is a feast of magical creatures, then Qiao Xiaoxuan is about to lead the desire. Looking forward to the coming.

Dark purple and blood red kept colliding in the sky, making a loud thunderous sound every time. Prince Philip was a little surprised by the magic of the Oriental practitioner. He has surpassed the rank of the prince. Can anyone be comparable to him?

If the top of the marrow-absorbing demon clan has the opportunity to travel to the East, he is sure to be beaten into a street mouse.

Qiao Xiaoxuan's combat effectiveness, which is equivalent to the great success of Yuanshen, cannot be said to be countless in the East, but there are also many. Sakyamuni's emptiness and Sakyamuni Day all belong to this stage. Coupled with magical magic weapons and mysterious arrays, the Western power world is really not enough.

Philip roared suddenly, and the energy of all his strength shocked Qiao Xiaoxuan's entanglement. The vigorous blood fog emerged from his body and quickly spread towards Qiao Xiaoxuan. Ordinary moves can no longer defeat the opponent, and Philip wants to use his newly learned stunts.

Blood fog generally surrounds Qiao Xiaoxuan and jumps out one or two purple runes from time. The ancient magic spell slowly flows out of Philip's mouth. The frequent conversion of true and false sounds without ventilation is enough to make the world's most skilled vocalist ashamed.

Xuanyin blood inflammation rushes out crazily, but it is not enough to break through the blood fog. It is like an unbreakable balloon. No matter how it expands, it just gets bigger.

The violent magic fluctuation made Qiao Xiaoxuan dare not take it lightly. At present, he could only shake his mana with all his strength, and the demon god danced his arms and roared ferociously. Qiao Xiaoxuan leaned back and sat in the void like this. A vast and ethereal idea flourished, and the figure of the demon god became more and more solid, and the blood inflammation all over his body was intertwined into a fire snake, winding and rolling wantonly.

"...the cleansing across time, pursue the essence of life, reincarnation, and the beauty is fleeting!"

Philip drank the last spell crazily. The blood mist went crazy and squeezed away to Qiao Xiaoxuan in the middle. Although it was burned clean as soon as it touched the hematitis, it could not stop the encirclement from shrinking.

The blood fog slowly rotated clockwise, and a blood-red nebula appeared above the sky.

In the nebula, time seems to have accelerated the passage of time. Qiao Xiaoxuan's figure is slowly getting old, but the demon god above his head is constantly growing.

Philip looked at such a result strangely and was puzzled.

In fact, the original body of this magic is only a small magic to restore youth, but after Philip magnifies its power infinitely, it can slightly adjust the time, rejuvenate counterclockwise and age clockwise.

At that time, the prince was still struggling to make this guy a baby or let him see himself grow old?

In the end, he chose the latter. After all, the accelerated passage of life is the biggest nightmare in his life.

Endless evil spirits surged out of the nebula, and the demon god has become no different from ordinary people.

Roar!

With a crazy roar, the demon god opened his arms and fluttered, and the nebula dispersed. The demon god appeared in front of Philip one step, ignored his stunned expression, and directly turned into a burning blood inflammation. It was right to merge with Philip. Countless flames emerged from Philip's whole body, seven Nine. With acupuncture points and countless pores, the prince became the flame demon king.

The sad screams made the people on the ground have great negative emotions, and everyone cried.

The body shook, and the wrinkled skin on the surface suddenly dispersed and turned into dust all over the sky. Qiao Xiaoxuan immediately tore off Philip's cloak and wrapped himself.

"Hmm! Did he use his own method like an idiot? Just rely on you little demons to control the flow of time?! I can't measure my strength."

Space-time has a close and inseparable relationship. In other words, if anyone can change time, space will definitely change, and vice versa.

Buddhist Dharma III, the solemn disaster in the past, the virtuous disaster, and the future star disaster, is the most incisive interpretation of time and space. Relatively speaking, Shakyam Boxun, the demon lord of Shurasha, the king of all demons, created free magic, which is also this type of method.

The difference is that Buddhism has pieced together the integrity of the timeline with three projections of the world, past, present and future, while Bo Xun shuttled around the timeline with a small world.

One is grand, the other is exquisite, purely based on the theory of law, and there is no difference between high and low. It only depends on people who practice.

The inheritance of the Demon Sutra has made Qiao Xiaoxuan come into contact with this knowledge for a long time, but his cultivation is not enough and it can't be used. With the passage of time, Qiao Xiaoxuan shook Xuanyin blood inflammation with his whole body mana, forcibly broke through the blockade of Philip's magic, and escape into an unknown parallel world, and transformed Xuanyin hematitis. The demon god stayed in the world, and then returned to the world by virtue of the connection between them.

Of course, the current cultivation consumes a lot, but it beat Philip in one fell swoop and took the second step of rapid rise.

A ten-foot-long war gun rose to the sky and flew towards Qiao Xiaoxuan, and the burning air on it mingled.

Dkula still maintains a throwing posture.

Boom! With a blast, Mrs. Zhunti's white figure appeared in the sky, and the white jade bamboo stick in her hand gently hit and smashed the holy concentrated long gun.

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All the holy knights threw out the spears of the holy flame, and the sky was full of holy flames, and there was a sound explosion.

Mrs.zhun ti threw the white jade bamboo stick and smashed the second spear thrown by D'Kura first. Mrs.zhun ti stretched out her hand, and the white jade bamboo stick shook, manifested thousands of stick shadows, and went down and rumbled! With a chaotic sound, all the spears of the Holy Light turned into golden light all over the sky, scattered in the crowd. The unique power of the Holy Light comforted many people affected by Philip's howl.

Before the Holy Knights launched another attack, countless white jade bamboo sticks fell down and smashed their neat phalanx. The busy knights have no time to take care of him.

A heavy pressure appeared in the sky, and a dark cloud covered the world. A fleshy claw poked out in the cloud, picked up the howling Philip, and the claws were filled with dark energy, extinguishing the firelight all over his body.

Qiao Xiaoxuan snorted, and the demon god was shocked back and fell back to Qiao Xiaoxuan's head, but he was still roaring angrily.

The big hand shrank back into the clouds. In a blink of an eye, the dark clouds dissipated and the sun sprinkled. It seemed that nothing had happened.

The moment the big hand appeared, time seemed to stop, at least the time in the West stopped. The whole Western spiritual world has turned its eyes here.

Outside the Great Demon City, the wizards of the Dark Council and the court warriors led by William were fighting hard, but in an instant, everyone stopped their movements and stared at the long sky. The marrow-absorbing demon warriors fell to the ground by the pressure of the bloodline, but they immediately stood up and fought one by one. Ten times more bravely like chicken blood.

The dark wizard's eyes turned, waved his hand, and dived into a black fog without looking back. The silent fog slowly dissipated, and all the dark creatures disappeared.

William looked at the empty battlefield confusedly, turned around and ordered to move on for a long time.

As soon as Qiao Xiaoxuan turned his wrist, a bottle of elixir refined by his wife appeared, shook the cork, poured his head into his mouth, and tried his best to calm down the endless blood and Zhenyuan.

The big hand just now was really horrible, but with a slight shock, Qiao Xiaoxuan's painstakingly condensed Xuanyin hematitis was almost lax.

Time began to pass slowly. Suddenly, Mrs. Zhunti's stunned eyes came over, and her white figure also flew in. Her right hand stretched out flat and was still summoning the white jade bamboo stick.

Qiao Xiaoxuan looked back in consternation and saw a finger about the size of his body appear behind him. The long nails cut through the empty barrier, and his big hand came out of the hellish silence and caught Qiao Xiaoxuan.

Boom! With a sound, Mrs. Zhunti only had time to give it a fierceness, but she could not stop her big hand from grabbing Qiao Xiaoxuan and retreating back into the crack in the space.

Mrs. Zhunti was surprised and furious. She slapped her in the air. In the gloomy thunder, a huge palm print appeared in the ruins and accidentally covered half of the knight's phalanx. They only had meat pie on the ground.

A small figure jumped into the sky and grabbed him.

"What's wrong? Where's the master?" Sakyam asked urgently.

Mrs. Junti shook her head, "Something happened..."

Prince Sakyamus appeared on the battlefield with a little strength from his son, wife and family remnants.

The hot eyes of the members of the Sakyath family focused on the Paladin of Dakula, and Prince Sakyamunius' father died at his hands. What's more ridiculous is that the paladin of D'Kura used to be a blood clan.

His experience was extremely bizarre. During the Crusade, Dukula also returned to an excellent general of the Holy See, but when he came back, he lost his beloved wife. The furious Dukura would vent his anger on God. He believed that he should not bear such a warrior who threw his head and shed his blood for the glory of God. This injury.

So this excellent paladin betrayed the god and was punished by God and turned into a marrow-sucking monster.

Many years later, Dura was redeemed by God and became a paladin of the Holy See again. This guy, nicknamed the "Marrow-absorbing demon angel", was stained with the blood of the marrow-absorbing demon clan.

"Go back!" Sakyamuni shouted angrily.

Mrs. Zhunti stretched out her hand and pointed, and ten thousand swords shot at the knight's phalanx. With a wave of her big sleeve, the two had disappeared.

While the Holy See had no time to take care of it, Prince Sakyamunius also fled quickly with his family members.

Bishop Wenger has retreated all his hands at the first time. Now there are too many variables that he can no longer control. It's better to withdraw and retreat. Don't take the blame for nothing.

On January 13, people should remember this day, because from today, those marrow-absorbing monsters, werewolves and dark spirit mages that only appear in the legend will appear on the stage of history one after another, and the Holy See has become the last savior of mankind, and the believers of God have increased several times in an instant.

The era of magic has officially arrived.

This is an underground palace where it is. In the empty stone room, nothing can be linked to luxury, only a few simple stone benches, a table and a bed.

The whole stone room may be the size of a football field, and those simple furnishings are as small as an oasis in the desert. In the middle of the stone room, a pool was built, and the cold ground water kept coming out, rippled in circles.

A skinny old man stood on the edge of the pool. He was covered in a black robe and Prince Philip lay at his feet.

The old man stared intently at the pool, with his hands flat on his chest, as if he were grabbing something.

Wow! With a sound of water, Qiao Xiaoxuan's figure rushed out of the pool, and his eyes flashed with blood. First, he punched the old man with only a bone shelf.

After seeing his opponent's appearance, Qiao Xiaoxuan couldn't help but be a little worried that his fist would blow him apart, but the next second, he was shocked to find that his fist hit a few feet away from the opponent's body and disappeared, as if he had run into the void.

Qiao Xiaoxuan stop and fight again! It's still the same.

stop and fight again!

stop and fight again!

......

Qiaoxuan seemed to be a top around the old man and made a move from every angle of his body. The result was the same. It completely hit the void. It seemed that there was a layer of space crack surrounding the old man, and everything close to him would be transmitted to the alien space.

The old man gradually smiled a little, "Little guy, aren't you tired? Come and have a rest." After saying that, he went straight to the simple furniture.

Qiao Xiaoxuan was shocked by the round Chinese pronunciation of the word. He could be sure that the old man was an authentic Western race.

Qiao Xiaoxuan pressed down all his thoughts and kept up with the pace of the old man.

"Oh! That's right."

The old man seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and smiled at Qiao Xiaoxuan, waved his hand, and an invisible force lifted Philip's body and gently put it into the pool. His hot body stirred up a noise.

The old man sat straight on the stone bench and waved a set of tea sets. Qiao Xiaoxuan could see that it was made of authentic purple sand.

The old man plays with the tea set slowly, and each movement has a special rhythm, which seems to be dancing?

"My God! How can I say that the word dance is put on such a bone shelf?!" Qiao Xiaoxuan shook his head secretly.

"Do you want to try it?" The old man handed over a small teacup.

Qiao Xiaoxuan can't figure out what medicine is sold in his gourd. If it comes, it's safe. Anyway, it's useless to resist in the face of such a monster. As a result, the teacup took a gentle sip, and a mellow fragrance filled the heart, but it was authentic.

"Ha ha, I forgot to introduce myself. You can call me Philip."

"Philip?"

"Yes, Philip, the first Philip, at least in the marrow-absorbing demon family, I am the first Philip." The old man laughed and said that his kind appearance was like the grandfather next door, but his appearance was really horrible.

"Do you have to understand?" Old Philip took out a thick book from his robe.

Qiao Xiaoxuan turned over and guessed, "Isn't this the Book of Move?"

"Do you know?" Old Philip's eyes lit up, and his two empty eyes glowed with blood.

Qiao Xiaoxuan shook his head, "It's just a guess."

The old man sighed and his eyes were full of disappointment.

"This seems to be only half a book?" Qiao Xiaoxuan asked.

"Yes, there is still half in the hands of my brother, Sakyagagus." The old man continued, "You'd better take a look. I'm afraid this is the only value of your life."

Qiao Xiaoxuan did not show any fear and smiled, "Why do you think I can understand?"

"Don't you find that the handwriting here is similar to Chinese characters? But it's not any kind of text we know now. Over the years, I have also interpreted a little content and found that the structure of the words in the book is exactly the same as that of the Eastern language, rather than the inverted sentence structure we are used to in the West.

"Can you speak Chinese, which is specially learned for this book?"

"Of course, otherwise do you think I'm free?"

"Why don't you grab one or two language experts to have a look?"

"I've tried it for a long time. They don't know each other, and they can't even feel the faint dark smell in this book. There are also many kinds of Chinese people.

"For example?"

"For example, ordinary mortals, practitioners like you, and the legendary omnipotent immortals." Old Philip showed a trace of yearning.

Qiao Xiaoxuan smiled and said, "You still know a lot. How can you be sure that I can understand it?"

The old man shook his head, "I'm not sure, but you're just the first practitioners you've met."

"Why don't you catch a realist and ask?"

The old man showed a trace of sadness, "I've tried, otherwise how do you think my brothers died? Can those ugly big wolf dogs really hurt us?"

Qiao Xiaoxuan was stunned, "So it is said that you killed your parents for this book?"

The old man nodded, "Of course, everyone wants to know the secret of the bloody divine world, just like you practitioners dream of flying to heaven. Ha ha, speaking of which, if the parents hadn't gone to the East first and ran back seriously injured, how could we be opponents? Even so, three of the thirteen brothers died.

"Three more died in your later trip to the East?"

The old man shook his head, "It's two, and the other one can't stand endless pain and disperses his soul."

Qiao Xiaoxuan said, "In addition, five of your descendants have been killed, and now there are only you and Elder Sakyams."

The old man nodded, "My brother should have interpreted more. I haven't seen him for many years. Thinking of his heroism, I still feel a little afraid, but he is the favorite of his ancestor and the most intelligent marrow-absorbing demon."

Qiao Xiaoxuan turned his eyes and said, "This coup of Prince Philip and the capture of Sakyamunius' family are all your instructions, right? Are you trying to force your brother out and rob him of half of the Book of Moving?!"

Old Philip smiled and said, "What a smart little guy, you guessed well." The old man looked at the dome of the stone room and said, "Are people at our level still obsessed with rights? Ha ha, you won't understand. Being a king among a group of monkeys is just a powerful monkey.

"Cultivation is indeed a complete civilization system, a civilization system that pursues personal evolution, both east and west." Qiao Xiaoxuan muttered that various philosophical thoughts and religious concepts came to his mind. Perhaps only at the moment of reaching the peak can he truly see the origin of the world.

A little fanaticism gradually appeared in his eyes.