Chapter 62 Poisonous Ancestor 4

The red-robed ancestor has poor magic power, but there are many means. As soon as this secret method comes out, he invites the southern demon lord to breathe together. Although there is only a trace, it is more than enough to suppress the poisonous yuan god, and the body is violent. The blood and vitality calmed down. Even if the poisonous mind has not been completely erased, it is still worry-free for the time being. It only needs to kill the two people in the hundred ghosts night map, seize the blood demon knife, and then find a secret place to practice hard. When he comes out of the customs, he will be a brand-new red-robed ancestor.

Biyao was waving her sword, and there were countless ghosts wandering on all sides. They did not know fear and rushed up like a tide. Biyao's magic power was raised to the peak, and the seven swords flew across, but they lost the brilliance they had just before, but they kept ringing and shuttled away.

Bayao is a talented and intelligent person. She has just come out of her sword spirit and can't help ghosts. She has understood that the ghosts in this hundred ghosts' night map are different from others. They are much more powerful, but they can't stop the physical attack of the seven swords.

If you combine, you will be strong, and if you disperse, you will be weak.

Biyao restrained the sword spirit, condensed it, and did not care about the layers of "ghost sea" that could not be seen. She just stared at the radius within ten feet. As long as anyone dares to cross the thunder pool, he would greet the flying sword. Although she was not panic for a moment, she gradually became proficient in the new method of imperial swords, and gradually had some laws. Between application, it was much more flexible. .

Sakyamuni demon tiger sat silently, allowing Biyao to use a flying sword to produce hundreds of tricks and roar around the ghosts. He did not move, and his Taoist heart sank into the sea of knowledge, closely guarding the spiritual platform and did not dare to neglect it.

This is that he is careful not to seek merit, but to seek no merit first.

You should know that what needs to be sacrificed is the blood demon knife in your hand. Under its prestige, you have to deal with it carefully. Otherwise, it is not good to rush into the sea of knowledge by the resentment in the divine knife, but it is not worth the loss.

The Shakyamuni Demon Tiger was performed by Qiao Xiaoxuan. The method is to refine the body with the innate five elements of spiritual light, and then wash the mind with blood, which not only solves the desire. Looking forward to the entangled problem, he also obtained the supreme body and took a step forward. Now he is in the realm of wandering corpses. He is the second master under Qiao Xiaoxuan's throne.

The undead demon is the most sinister heaven and earth. Things condensed and walked completely on the path of the devil's road. Qiao Xiaoxuan naturally would not waste the real body of the undead demon of the Sakyamuni demon tiger, so he passed on the method of condensing the five elements of demon gods. The original life of the Shakyamuni demon tiger belongs to gold, which is the way to cultivate. However, his cultivation is different from others, but he does not refine an external incarnation like Qiao Xiaoxuan, and It is to use the strength of the body to manifest the Jinxing demon god into the body. In this way, it is a double practice of magic and martial arts, both inside and outside. On the day of great success, it is like a master who becomes sanctified by the body, and is also a master who is good at sword and martial arts.

The sea of knowledge rippled for a while, and a small spiritual bead suddenly jumped on the sea of knowledge. The whole body was silvery and spinning endlessly, scattered with a strong sense of solemnity and silence. This is where the golden aura of the Sakyammon tiger was painstakingly condensed.

As soon as his mind moved, the spirit beads suddenly jumped, but disappeared in the sea of knowledge. He jumped out of the top door, like a meteor, but it did not fall. Instead, it rushed up and crashed into the rolling dark clouds.

Boom! A series of thunder rolled across the sky, and the silver light suddenly hit a little blood red in the cloud light, but it suddenly exploded and shook the blood light.

This silver light blew up and did not disperse, but turned into a ball of silver and white smoke. A change wrapped the magic knife, surged into the knife body, and disappeared, but integrated into the body of the divine knife.

However, the magic knife in the cloud light was motionless, and a little cold light flowed on the body of the knife. It rose from the blood-red knife body, crossed a circle, and stayed on the handle of the double-headed wolf knife. It was divided into two, rushed into the two wolf heads and disappeared.

With a roar, Sakyamuni's demon tiger suddenly set off an uproar in the sea of knowledge, and countless pictures suddenly emerged, flowing like horse lanterns.

The consciousness of the Sakyamuni demon tiger suddenly shuttled through time and space and came to a vast land. An ancient wild atmosphere filled the sky. From time to time, the sky crossed groups of birds, and the ground was full of running beasts. All kinds of rare plants can be seen everywhere, such as several strange medicinal herbs that had long been extinct. Sakyamuni Tiger also saw it. When I wanted to reach out and grab it, it was in the air.

Only then did Shakyamuni Mohu understand that it seemed to be just a breeze in this time and space, but it could not be seen and touched.

Just as he was thinking, an invisible force came, and his body was bound. No matter how much the Shakyamuni Tiger raised its strength, it was useless. He only felt that a flower in front of him suddenly appeared in a red light.

From time to time, there is the sound of "beep" when burning, and the body is full of jumping flames, but the flame is as dark as ink, spreading a sense of cold. However, it seems that there is a huge amount of blood mixed with flames, but it turns dark red.

The heart of Sakyamuni's demon tiger moved, and the perspective became from top to bottom. Only a magnificent Dharma platform stood between heaven and earth.

The length and width are thousands of feet, the top is small and the bottom is large, standing in all directions, and there is a ladder in the south. Countless patterns, charms and grooves are covered with the whole platform, which are quite related to each other, but the Sakyamuni Tiger can't understand it.

For a while, I felt a little emotional. I don't know how much manpower and material resources have been spent on such a legal platform, and I don't know who it is. It can have such a big hand.

The picture changed again, and there were bursts of shouting through the sky. I don't know when this French platform was full of people, no! It's not human at all, but some bull-headed monsters.

The monsters near the Dharma platform seem to have a higher status and are much more luxuriously dressed. They hold a variety of bone-carved staffs in their hands, all of which are scattered with earth-shaking mana fluctuations.

The Shakya demon tiger is frightened. I'm afraid that the worst person among them is much more powerful than the master. As for how much the "many" is, it is difficult to estimate the cultivation of the Sakyamuni demon tiger.

Some monsters on the periphery are holding knives and guns, wearing simple leather armor, and all of them are full of divine light. At a glance, you can see that they are the division of a hundred battles. Countless monsters gathered together, but they are terriblely quiet. It is not an exasonable to say that they have dropped needles.

However, these lowest soldiers are at least immortals. It is hard to imagine that if there is such an army, it is not a problem to conquer the three worlds.

but a tall taburrow came out. He was only dressed in leather armor, but had a blood-red cloak. Although this man was only six feet tall, the Sakyamuni Tiger felt like a huge mountain in front of him.

This man walked slowly, walked calmly and powerfully, and climbed the stone steps of Fatai step by step.

Under the gaze of hundreds of millions of people, the man stood firmly on the French platform and looked at the constantly jumping flame. He seemed to be very satisfied, and his rough face showed a smile.

The Sakyamuni Demon Tiger followed his eyes. It didn't matter, but it was scary. It was only to see that the Dharma platform was also full of ditch-like grooves. The bright red blood entered the groove and flowed to a blood pool 100 feet in the middle. The vigorous black flame jumped crazily in the blood pool. A trace of blood did not steam, but melted. Be ten thousand spiritual snakes and go away entangled in the flames.

In the flame, a treasure knife embryo was quietly formed, and countless blood flowed into it and slowly precipitated under the firing of the black flame.

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The picture flashed, and the scene in front of us disappeared, replaced by a thick white fog covering the sky and the sun. The earth-shaking shouts echoed in the white fog, and there were bull-headed monsters charging bravely everywhere, fighting with countless human soldiers.

The powerful soldiers are highly cultivated, but no one uses spells. Presumably, under such a battle, personal spells are difficult to use.

It's just that the cutting knife light and the vertical and horizontal sword spirit, even a mountain in front of him has long been broken.

Sakyamuni Tiger can't believe that there will be so many peerless masters on the battlefield, and their role is just ordinary soldiers.

If anyone here returns to the time and space where the Shakyamuni demon tiger is located, I'm afraid that only Qiao Xiaoxuan, the only immortal, can fight.

The picture flashed, and the Sakyamuni demon tiger was suddenly attracted by a blood light, but it was the collar of the taeno-headed man. He raised a blood-red knife. The blade shot ten feet, and the blood evil spirit rolled over his head, and even the white fog covering the sky and the sun was washed away.

This leader is extremely high and passes by with a knife, bound to fall countless human soldiers.

But suddenly, an exquisite wooden cart appeared not far from the Tauren. The body was gorgeous and exquisite, but no one drove the car and there was no animal trailer.

There was a middle-aged man sitting alone in the car, dressed in the emperor's gorgeous clothes, and there was endless majesty just sitting like this.

The emperor put a huge sword across his knee, and the car moved with his heart. Even the white fog could not confuse the direction and came straight to the Tauren.

The picture flashed again, and the Sakyamuni demon tiger only saw the tauren fall to the ground, and a long bloody knife in his hand was clenched. In front of him was the outstanding human emperor, who raised his sword in his hand and received the cheers from the generals.

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Before the Sakyamuni Tiger had something to sigh, it suddenly appeared on a plain, with neat footsteps on all sides, and it must be another battlefield.

The two camps came together, but the soldiers were all human, and their clothes were much more gorgeous and solemn, at least wrapped the whole body, rather than simple leather armor. However, these soldiers are just ordinary human beings. Some of them have stronger cultivation, and they are just martial arts cultivation, but they are not as amazing as before.

I saw a young general coming from the left-hand battle and horse. This man was really talented and magnificent. A golden circle was set between his chest and abdomen, with a fire-point gun in his hand, surrounded by red silk around his waist, opened his mouth and looked relaxed.

The enemy camp did not show weakness. A man came and didn't see it control the horse. The horse knew how to move forward. The man's face was ruddy and a little fairy-like, but the last long knife was the most eye-catching. The strong and bloody atmosphere dispersed, as if his body Carrying a horrible devil on his back.

Before the confrontation, the two first had a verbal battle, and then they fought in one place. The young general was skilled and his shooting skills were fierce, and he was shrouded in thousands of shots.

This Taoist is not weak. A three-foot sword in his hand dances impenetrably. Although there are not many swords, he can always stab the place where the young general must be saved. However, it is easy and unfathomable.

Seeing that it was difficult to take down the person for a while, the young general turned around and hit the horse and left. He took off the golden circle between his chest and abdomen, shook his hand and threw it, and just shouted, "Middle!"

This circle is magical, rising in the wind, magnificent, like a mountain smashing the Taoist.

The Taoist was also not panicked. He silently recited a curse and pointed his hand to it! A clear sound resounded through the sky, and a strong pungent and annoying smell of blood burst out. A blood-red light soared from behind the man, like a waterfall hanging upside down in the sky and hitting the circle...

Sakyamuni Tiger was fascinated, but the picture suddenly darkened, and everything disappeared without a trace, as if it were hallucinations. I just felt a cold air condensed to the extreme into my body, but I understood that it was the breath of the magic knife that had just traveled around the world and established a preliminary relationship with the divine knife. I'm afraid that everything was the memory of the divine knife. I didn't expect that this treasure had been born in ancient times, which was really extraordinary.

Sakyamuni's magic tiger practice, condensing the spirit in the divine knife, is to have this knife. Unexpectedly, the coldness suddenly burst, and the tide came like ashore, like a stormy wave, with a huge momentum.

This fight is in the body of the Sakyamuni demon tiger, in the sea of knowledge. In other words, this battlefield is where his body is located. He has some scruples and dares not use it. I am afraid that it will damage the body.

How can I know this thought? I will slow down. When the Sakyamuni demon tiger drums the yuan god to resist the murderous spirit, it was instantly swallowed up by the violent murderous spirit and the mind was silent.

In the Huanglong Fairy Mansion, Qiao Xiaoxuan and Nu'e both sat silently on the cloud bed.

Qiao Xiaoxuan suddenly laughed a little. Nu'e opened her eyes and asked, "Why are you laughing?"

Qiao Xiaoxuan shook his head and didn't answer. He just stretched out his hand and drew a circle of light in front of his chest. Suddenly, the golden light was great, and a mysterious rune flashed away.

Qiao Xiaoxuan smiled and said, "Bye, all the demons and monsters have come out. Ha ha, well, it's just my apprentice's opportunity."

When Nu'e heard it, she saw Qiao Xiaoxuan close her eyes again and seemed to wander away. She had to swallow her doubts, close her eyes, silently carry her vitality, and warm the fetus.

In the night map of hundreds of ghosts, the mind of the Sakyamuni demon tiger was taken away, and its mind was wrapped in murderous spirit and pulled to nowhere. At this time, Biyao was fighting in a bloody battle. Zhenyuan was gradually a little poor, but she tried her best to practice seven swords for a long time, and she was still a little reluctant with the cultivation of her yuan god.

The seven swords shot endlessly, but within a radius of ten feet, it was a dense sword net. However, Biyao Zhenyuan suddenly failed, and the flying sword yuan turned sluggish, and there was a little loophole in this close sword net.

The ghosts in this picture are all guys who have become refined for many years. If they say that their sanity is naturally incomplete and they don't have much wisdom, but when it comes to combat experience, it is a strength. Not to mention that this magic weapon is often used in green robes, even if they are in the picture, they will keep fighting with the ghosts around them and compete for that The turbid atmosphere strengthens itself.

The monsters suddenly saw a gap in the sword net, but it was like a fly seeing a seamed egg. How can there be no reason?!

At present, it was a gloomy wind. In the crying and howling of the wolves, the ghosts rushed together. Under you pushing me, several lucky guys rushed into the sword net.

Biyao was very anxious when she saw the enemy rushing to her, but she was very anxious. Of course, if she controlled the flying sword to kill at this time, it was very simple, but the sword net originally laid would collapse, and the "ghost sea" outside was surging. She was afraid that she would have to face more ghosts, but it would not work if she didn't kill it. It was really urgent.

At this time, the green robe is not in a hurry. The great work has stabilized the situation in the body. The dead and not stiff yuan god of Baidu is difficult to turn over the wind and waves. The green robe is about to practice again, move the wind and ghost fire in the night map of hundreds of ghosts, annihilating the two juniors in one fell swoop, and quickly finding a place to retreat.

But a thunder suddenly shook the world. Even a thousand-year-old demon night like the green robe couldn't help but feel a little palpitated, "What kind of thunder? Why is it a little strange?"

Before he could think about it, he saw a little golden light prominent in the sky, like a star shining, but in an instant, the golden light suddenly became as big as a mountain, and the green robe was shot down at the head.

"What's going on?!"

The green robe was so surprised that it only had time to shake its mana and sacrificed the hard-earned ghost flag on the top of its head, which would catch up with the golden light attack.

Boom!

This golden light was a thunder, which popped on the ghost flag. The devastation power of thunder and lightning generally destroyed all kinds of prohibitions in the flag flag flags quite cleanly. The snake-like electric light rushed into the flag flag. When the old cat saw the fish, it quickly found 18 poisonous snakes, and only heard a crackling explosion. Ringing, the poisonous magic weapon turned into a handful of ashes and the blue smoke all over the sky.

The green robe spit out a mouthful of painstaking effort, but because of the unity of the magic weapon and the yuan god, it was a little injured. The old monster couldn't help but be angry. He secretly said that all kinds of poisons are really an idiot. Such a rubbish magic weapon also needs to be refined into the unity of the yuan god?!

But he doesn't want to be compared with his thousand-year-old demon? There is no magic weapon in the first place. Of course, one piece counts as one.

The Thunderbolt came abruptly, but the green robe suffered a secret loss. Just as he was looking for the elixir on his body, it did not appear. A faint golden light avoided his warning and fell into the night map of a hundred ghosts.

At this time, when Baguio was in a dilemma, he saw a golden light suddenly falling from the distant sky. This light did not have any golden essence. It must not be in the flying sword, but just flew out, and a breath came to his eyes.

Then a huge arc was circled, and the "ghost sea" of Bagui was swept clean in an instant, leaving only bursts of blue smoke, but there was no half a ghost.

Biyao has been staring at this golden light, but she can't figure out where the savior came from?! How can it be so powerful?!

She was stupid, but the golden light was not dull, but after sweeping the ghosts, she did not stop. She turned around and fell into the mu of cloud light at the top gate of the Shakyamuni Tiger Gate, suddenly collected into a thin gold thread, and stabbed into the magic knife, and there was no sound.

In the windy night map, only Baguio stood in place.

Sakyamuni Tiger only felt cold and piercing all over its body and kept falling. The momentum of falling seems to have passed for a very long time, but it can't wait for an end at all.

Is this feeling of emptiness uncomfortable?