King Shura, who was equivalent to the third level of Huagai Realm, had just come out of the meteorite where he was hiding, but his instinctive reaction caught Yang Junshan off guard.
But feeling that there were more than ten Taoist monks around him, King Shura was a little confused as to what was going on. . .
"Shake the sky!"
Before the Shura King came to his senses, with a roar, a terrifying force suddenly surged up from below.
The Shura King was overturned in mid-air, and all the means he used to protect himself were completely destroyed by Yang Junshan's natal Taoist technique.
"Tsk, tsk, after all, he is a monk equivalent to the third level of Taoism. How come he is so useless?"
"Asura outside the territory, as long as you can defeat this kid in front of you, I will let you out of this Burial Sky Ruins!"
Hearing the unabashed provocation and hidden excitement in Yang Xinghua's words, Yang Junshan felt bitter in his heart.
I had long heard that the ancestor of Xinghua had great resentment towards him because he had taken away his reputation as the number one genius in the Yang family and his status as the ancestor's favorite grandson.
Now that he is obviously going to be the first to eat, it shows that the rumors are true.
Yang Shengdao glanced at Yang Xinghua. Among the elders of the Yang family, Yang Xinghua had the most out-of-the-box personality.
In the past, because of his status, it was difficult to take action against Yang Junshan and others.
Now, with the help of Taoist Shura, I can finally give this grandson some color.
The Shura King's body was filled with a layer of rich blood light, and a pair of scarlet blood eyes stared at Yang Junshan in front of him.
King Shura was certainly not stupid to have the current level of cultivation, but now faced with this situation of no life or death, he had no choice but to deal with Yang Junshan first.
After all, it is better to deal with the little cultivator in front of you than to be besieged by more than ten Taoists.
"Blood Fiend Fantasy!"
The rich blood light surrounding King Shura suddenly burst out, instantly involving Yang Junshan.
"Grandson, come on. If you defeat the ancestor, you will be rewarded heavily. It doesn't matter if you sacrifice your life for the family. The ancestor will ensure that you enter the Fengxian Palace!"
Yang Junshan's ears were filled with the words "it's not too big a deal just to watch the excitement", and all he could see was blood red.
“The sky will be clear and the earth will be peaceful.
God gets a spirit, and the grain gets a surplus.
All things have a life! "
Yang Junshan held Yuan Shouyi in his arms, sitting cross-legged in the void, speaking in succession, and surrounded by a layer of pure mysterious light.
The originally red eyes gradually regained their clarity, the shrill screams in his ears gradually disappeared, and the heavy blood shadows in front of his eyes also gradually dissipated.
The Tiger Seal, which is already an advanced Taoist weapon, shines with divine light, and a phantom of the mountain stands firmly in the center. No matter how the blood waves roll, it cannot invade it at all.
The divine light of green and gold was swaying, and whenever the blood light of King Shura came close, it would be distorted and weakened by the divine light of the two rituals.
Even if he finally arrived in front of Yang Junshan, five points of the total power had been lost, and the rest was still unable to break through the Immovable Mountain Treasure Technique blessed by the natal Taoist weapon.
Half of the power of the Blood Evil Illusion was disrupting the monk's spiritual life. Yang Junshan blocked the Demonic Sound Illusion with his family preaching, and half of the Blood Evil Illusion was destroyed.
It's not Yang Junshan's style to just defend without attacking, even if the person in front of him is two realms higher than him.
Yang Junshan, who was originally sitting cross-legged in the void, stood up, and the pure Jiuren Daoyuan stirred up his robes around him.
As his hands made the secret, two rays of light, one green and one gold, spiraled around each other, sweeping towards the red light of blood around him like two swimming fish.
Waves of bone-piercing Yin wind and blood surged, but unexpectedly, the moment they hit the divine light of Liangyi Yuanmai, they were all annihilated by the spiral light of green and gold, unable to have any hysteresis effect at all.
"This must be the Taoist magic power of your world. It really has some skills!"
The gloomy voices attacked Yang Junshan from all directions, stinging his eardrums.
Just as Yang Junshan flashed around, a huge blood-colored bone hammer suddenly appeared in the void, with black and red aura lingering on it, making it look extremely fierce.
This was actually a Taoist monk that King Shura hunted after he became a Taoist. He used his thigh bone to make his natal murderous weapon.
The drumstick just knocked down gently, and the divine light of Liangyi Yuanci, which was originally like water and cotton, shattered like glass!
However, the bone hammer's attack was unslow. The moment it destroyed Yang Junshan's natal magic, a bloody black energy exploded from the top of the bone hammer and spread towards Yang Junshan's body.
It is this King Shura's natal magical power, the bloody divine light!
Tsk!
The black and yellow mountain shadow constructed by the Tiger Seal suddenly melted like ice and snow, and the black and yellow aura continued to be consumed.
Although Yang Junshan was frightened, he once again opened the Indestructible Tang Jue within the shadow of the mountain.
"boom!"
A bloody spiritual light swept across, sweeping away many of the bloody waves and wind along the way. The mountains collapsed and the city towers collapsed.
But there was still a black and yellow spiritual light shining in the core place, blocking the falling bloody drumstick.
Yang Junshan, who was under the Tiger's Seal, received the blow, and his face turned pale immediately. He had never suffered a loss since his practice, and this time he learned a lesson.
Although King Shura's cultivation level is much higher than that of Yang Junshan, he does not dare to underestimate him. After all, the Taoist said so before, so he is naturally sure of the person in front of him.
Yang Junshan has been hiding his figure since the beginning of the battle. Even if Yang Junshan wants to counterattack, he can't find anyone.
Although Yang Junshan valued the Shura King in front of him, he was not afraid.
"Shake the sky!"
Accompanied by a loud shout, a huge mace shot through the air amid the purple-gold spiritual light that filled the sky, and struck the bone hammer shrouded in black air.
"boom!"
With a roar of impact, the bone mallet and purple gold mace both flew backwards.
"Mid-grade Taoist weapon!"
A wave of space rippled, revealing the figure of King Shura in red, his expression full of solemnity.
In just a short moment, the two of them fought, and with their superior cultivation level, they didn't take any advantage at all.
Although the opponent had two Taoist weapons in his hands, it was enough to show how extraordinary Yang Junshan was.
Although Yang Junshan thinks highly of himself, he also knows that this blood evil illusion is the home of Shura Taoist. If he wants to win, he must first break this blood evil illusion.
The longer it delays, the greater the cost and the lower the chance of winning.
"Wutu Divine Thunder, fall!"
Seeing that the Shura Taoist was forced out of his figure by himself, he made a hand seal and a black and yellow thunder light as thick as a bucket fell from the sky.
For demons and Shura monks, what they fear most is the magical power of thunder and fire, and they dare not take it hard at the moment.
However, Yang Junshan was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. He stirred up the Dao Yuan in his body and unleashed thunderbolts one after another with his fingertips.
The blood wave and blood light were exploded by this pure Yang thunder light, and immediately melted away.
"Tianchu!"
Seeing that the Shura Taoist was hiding in all directions, Yang Junshan finally took some initiative. Even through the bloody illusion, he could hear the loud sound of the meteorite rolling and falling.
Taoist Shura's expression changed, he did not dare to let Yang Junshan do anything anymore, and a vast blood cloud appeared above his head.
The Wutu Divine Thunder fell one after another, and although it exploded into pieces of blood, the blood cloud was endless, and it returned to the original state after rolling.
The Shura Taoist wielded his natal bone hammer and besieged Yang Junshan with a monstrous sea of blood and black energy.
Accompanied by screams and harsh sounds, blood shadows gnawed away at Yang Junshan's azure aura protecting him.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a loud roar, the entire blood evil illusion suddenly shook, and the Shura Taoist's face suddenly turned pale.
There are meteorites and meteors outside, and there are thunderbolts and thunder and light explosions inside.
The purple-gold aura of the sky-breaking mace soared into the sky, like a cloud dragon rising from the land, fighting endlessly with the blood dragon transformed from the bone hammer.
The tiger's seals are illuminated in arrays, and thousands of black and yellow auras hang down, and mountains and city towers rise from the ground.
Despite the waves of blood, I remained unmoved. In an instant, Yang Junshan was evenly matched with King Shura of Huagai Realm.
But if that's all, wouldn't it weaken his reputation as Lord of the Sun?
I saw an egg-sized yellow clod appearing below the Tiger Seal suspended in the void. It was the Taoist Lingzhen Taoist Stone that Yang Junshan had obtained before.
As Yang Junshan connected his natal Taoist weapon with his natal Taoist element, he saw that the mountain king's seal seemed to have transformed into a huge mouth, swallowing the Taoist stone in one mouthful.
Waves of auspicious energy emerged, carving mysterious patterns on the surface of the Tiger Seal.
This is a mysterious power that combines the original power of the monks with the Taoist stone, which can engrave the Taoist patterns inside the body of the magic weapon.
Originally, it still needed the assistance of a weapon refining master, but Shan Junxi was already in the process of being promoted to a middle-grade Taoist weapon.
When Shan Junxi advanced to a Taoist weapon, Qibao Taoist had already laid the foundation and ritual for Shan Junxi's promotion. All Yang Junshan has to do now is just to complete the last procedure.
Originally, it still took a lot of hard work, but Yang Junshan had amazing luck. By chance, he got this Dao pattern stone that can assist the magic weapon to advance. It was a matter of course.
A dazzling black and yellow spiritual light exploded from the Mountain King's Seal, and the black and yellow light curtain that was crumbling due to the attack of the Asura Taoist's bloody divine light suddenly solidified again.
At the moment when the promotion of Shan Junxi was completed, a large amount of the essence of the origin that was integrated with the power of the origin began to feed back to the origin of the soul from the natal Taoist artifact. m.
A more solid giant peak appeared under the Tiger's Seal, and the forty-five solid auspicious energy above the peak each extended.
When Yang Junshan advanced to the Taoist realm, he had eighty-one auspicious qualities from ninety-nine reincarnations, but now there are only forty-five. He is obviously in the process of advancing to the Qingyun realm.
But in a moment, there were only thirty-six left.
"The middle-grade Taoist weapon is ready!"
Even if Taoist Shura has been practicing for hundreds of years, he has never seen such a thing.
In this dazed moment, the auspicious energy that enveloped the giant peak merged with each other again, leaving only eighteen lines. At this time, each of these eighteen auspicious energy was like a strong color spreading in the sky.
At this time, how can it be regarded as a piece of auspicious energy? It is actually still advancing to the second level of Chongqing Cloud Realm!
It has been decades since foreign invaders invaded the Zhoutian world. They already had a basic understanding of the Zhoutian world, but Taoist Shura discovered Yang Junshan's madness.
At the beginning, Taoist Shura was still doubtful, but as the amount of auspicious energy continued to decrease, he became convinced. Today is an eye-opener.
Taoist Shura roared loudly, and a crystal-clear blood droplet came out from his body, immediately setting off a sea of blood, and a wave of blood submerged the Xuanhuang Mountain.
The Xuanhuang Mountains, which were originally as stable as Mount Tai, slowly shrank under the attack of the surging sea of blood.
"Bang!"
The sky-breaking mace that was originally entangled with the bloody bone hammer was hit by the bone hammer and was immediately knocked away far away.
At this time, Taoist Shura no longer cared about whether it would consume his own origin. He wanted to prevent Yang Junshan from advancing to the Qingyun realm at all costs!
But there was no time, only to see that the eighteen auspicious energy shrouded over the giant peak finally merged again, and after the qualitative transformation, nine pieces of Qingyun were formed that could almost cover the sky and the sun!
Some people died, but not completely...
