A monk who had been lingering near the floating island for a long time, and went in to explore as soon as Zhan Changfeng and the two left, spoke out.
She lowered her eyes and said, "Maybe you two are just wandering around. When we went in, we found that there were not many spiritual fruits and fairy grass missing, especially those treasures that gave birth to spiritual wisdom and were still sitting in the ground."
When everyone heard this, their hearts tightened. If they couldn't move these hard-to-find treasures, what would that mean?
It means that they are picking or harvesting treasures that are more important than them!
Her seemingly complimentary words concealed a sharp arrow.
Zhan Changfeng looked at her position, and it was Fu Linmen's.
"It is not easy for trees and plants to produce wisdom. I can just cut off one beard and one leaf. Why uproot them and damage their path for many years?"
Zhan Changfeng smiled and said coolly, "It seems that they were poached by you after all. I caused them to lose their lives because of my temporary kindness. It is really a sin to help you and others gain more karma."
The bearded monk shouted with a cold eyebrow, "If you embark on the path of cultivation, don't worry about the afterlife! It's hypocritical to insist on emphasizing cause and effect. Or is Marquis Linyao deliberately using these words to divert attention and cover up what you want to cover up! "
As a Taoist, after all, you are taking over the creation of heaven and earth. The higher your Taoism, the less likely your soul will be to become a ghost after death and continue to practice.
When you reach the realm of supernatural power, the three souls and seven souls are closely connected with the soul. It is really like returning to heaven as soon as you die, completely dissipating, and there is no chance of going to hell. Unless there is a way to realize the reincarnation of the true spirit.
This has also caused some cultivators to strengthen themselves in a way that deprives other living beings of their living space.
The monk with the curly beard is a person who throws the plant elves who have become spiritually intelligent into the alchemy furnace to refine a spiritual elixir.
What he was most impatient with were the "hypocritical" people who shouted about cultivation while not wanting to harm other things, so he couldn't help but refuted it, and even more suspected that Zhan Changfeng had obtained some treasure on the island.
"I've heard that Marquis Linyao is very powerful. Today I'm here to learn from you." The bearded monk strode forward, stared directly at Zhan Changfeng, and teased, "I seem to be weaker than you, so don't hurt me. Good, so as not to damage your name of benevolence and righteousness!"
His despicable appearance was even secretly praised by many people as "very ironic", because most of them didn't believe that they had stayed on the island for so long just to dig up some strange flowers that were not intelligent. Strange grass.
What can be done?
Seeing the bearded monks getting into an offensive stance, Zhan Changfeng knew that he had to strike first no matter what, shocking them.
They will not cling to something without any trace or evidence for no reason. They can only say that the small clan of the Day Clan outperforms most of the prestigious sects in the Taoist Association, which makes some disciples of the sect unhappy and wants to find out. trouble.
Didn't you see that even their teachers and commanders looked on and said nothing, indicating their acquiescence?
At this moment, Zhenjun Dongwu came to add fuel to the fire, and reminded the monk with "full kindness", "This fellow Taoist of the Xuangu Sect, you'd better retreat. Marquis Linyao can hold the Houtian Saint in his hand." precious!"
He was suppressed by Zhan Changfeng using Tongshi Lingshan for several days, which made him miserable, and he still can't let go.
Hearing the words "Holy Treasure of the Day After Tomorrow", the heavenly kings all cast their gazes. The acquired holy treasure is also a rare treasure for Tianjun.
"The acquired holy treasure?" The monk with the beard said in a strange tone and with excited eyes, "It is said that you are praised as a gentleman like the wind, standing tall in the mountains, not angry, self-mighty, and a solitary heart." You should not use the acquired sacred treasure to deal with it. Am I in an ordinary realm of life and death?"
With his attitude, he didn't want to win at all, he just wanted to make her hate her.
Zhan Changfeng looked at them one by one, very interesting, and said casually, "Of course not, come on, come on, you admire me so much, I will give you three more moves, take action,"
Her gentle words made the ruffian-bearded monk blush and feel extremely humiliated.
"How courageous!" He thought to himself that he was a direct disciple of the Xuan Gu Sect, and he practiced superior skills. How could he really lose to her so easily!
Give up three moves, give up!
"Then you have to give in!" The monk with the beard pulled out a sword technique and quickly and violently dragged out a waterfall-like black river water from the scabbard. It was not real water, but demonic condensation. The full name of this technique is The black devil bathes in the sky and draws the sword.
Countless ghost faces howled and struggled under the knife, and rushed towards Zhan Changfeng with the waterfall-like knife. The air was full of twisted cyclones, and the nearby monks ducked for fear of harming Chi Yu.
Zhan Changfeng really didn't fight back. He made a mistake in his steps and appeared behind the curly-bearded monk from east to north.
The monk with the beard's reaction was extremely fast. He turned his right wrist, pointed the blade backward, put his left palm against the handle of the knife and stabbed her, but missed the point again. He looked at her walking out from his left side as if she had seen a ghost.
This can no longer be called speed, it is teleportation!
"She must have practiced some special spell to be able to change her body without being noticed."
"If he doesn't come up with some unique tricks, he will definitely lose."
"Ah! Ten Thousand Demons are here to meet you!" The monk with the beard really has a few tricks up his sleeve, and he used a unique skill of the Xuangu Sect, Ten Thousand Demons Realm, with his bare eyes.
Those who practice this method feed demons with their hearts, and every thought is like a million demons. However, all kinds of ferocious demonic appearances emerge from his chest, dancing wildly into a dark and chaotic paradise.
The enchanting witch is bewitching people's hearts, a withered old face is mourning, and the naked devil is chopping with an ax. The devil's sound fills his ears and makes him dizzy.
Many monks are very afraid of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm. In the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, the mind is very easy to be damaged. Once you relax, you will fall into a place of eternal disaster and plant a bunch of evil thoughts in your heart.
Zhan Changfeng's eyes narrowed for a moment, and he dodged his knife again and said, "It's my turn."
"Fart!" The monk with the beard didn't want to give her a chance to take action. He slashed three times with his sword, arousing three waves of swords. The demonic energy was rampant. If you see poison that seals your throat with blood, even a little bit of it will corrode your cultivation and shake it. Foundation!
But he saw Zhan Changfeng put two fingers together and waved a sky-covering sword to split the three layers of magic waves. The monk with the curly beard watched the magic waves break before his eyes, and unexpectedly saw Zhan Changfeng who was approaching suddenly at the moment when the magic waves disappeared.
Buzz~ As soon as his soul was gone, everything seemed to slow down, and the movements of his body became infinitely long. He watched helplessly as Zhan Changfeng took away his knife and stabbed it into his chest, just an inch away from his heart!
Blood spurted out, his soul returned to normal, and severe pain swept through his body.
Zhan Changfeng used Zeyu, a trap in the mud that would slow down all the senses.
She let go of the handle of the knife, turned around and ended the battle, but Qiubeard was unwilling to accept this, and would not admit the result. He held the handle of the knife with a grin, moved it an inch to the left, and actually peeled off the heart himself, "I want you to see Look, what is the real way to feed the devil with your heart!"
He drew a curse on his chest with his heart's blood, and some of the monks who knew the Xuangu Sect's techniques turned pale.
"Ten Thousand Demons Corrosion Heart Curse!"
The achievement of the curse will be directly applied to the cursed person. No matter he is thousands of miles away or is protected by a master beside him, he will be exterminated by the curse!
When he was drawing the curse, Zhan Changfeng felt a crisis in his heart, as if something dense was about to cover him. At that moment, she turned around and appeared behind the monk with the beard, and cut his neck with a knife, and his body But it doesn't fall, and the hand is still moving to complete the remaining stroke!
boom!
The lightning was dazzling and the flying ashes were flying.
This Demonic Cultivator from the Hanging Bone Sect really should be able to do it! I actually thought she died on the spot during this fight! Read the latest chapters of "Emperor's Divine Power Jianzhao Bookstore" for free as soon as possible.
