"finally come!"
The man in the red mask smiled triumphantly, abandoning Tuoba Chongguang without hesitation to avoid the edge of the sword.
For a moment, there was a flash of light and shadow, and an old man with white beard and hair was flying in the air like a sword. He rose and fell several times, and his figure was like clouds and flowing water, floating on the cauldron.
Although I have never met him, judging from his demeanor and demeanor, he must be Huan Daoxu, one of the ten great masters of the Sword Master.
Huan Daoxu drew his sword and looked around, only to see that the five people had already fled several feet away. Huan Daoxu turned around with a cold snort, swung his sword to cut off the iron chain on Tuoba Zhongguang's body, and then leaned over and stretched out his hand to help him. got up.
However, at this moment, Huan Daoxu suddenly let out a roar, and between the lightning and flint, Tuoba Zhongguang violently struck Huan Daoxu's chest with his palm. The palm force burst out, and Huan Daoxu flew out with blood spurting from his mouth.
"Tuoba Chongguang, you..."
Huan Daoxu was brutally plotted and struggled to get up. However, Tuoba Zhongguang's palm had reduced Huan Daoxu's combat power to 10% or 70%.
Even masters with the same level of cultivation would not be immune to sneak attacks.
"You are not Tuoba Chongguang, who are you?" Huan Daoxu shouted with a strong breath.
"If I am not Tuoba Chongguang, then who am I?"
Tuoba Chongguang laughed loudly, neither admitting nor denying, and rushed towards Huan Daoxu with large strides, as if he wanted to take advantage of the situation and kill Huan Daoxu under his palm.
However, when Huan Daoxu was about ten feet in front of him, Tuoba Chongguang suddenly stumbled, his body trembled suddenly, and he fell to one knee on the ground.
"Come on, trap!"
Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from Tuoba Zhongguang's mouth. He only had time to send out some incomplete information, and then there was no sound again.
Although Huan Daoxu didn't know why, he also knew at this moment that the person who attacked him was definitely not Tuoba Zhongguang himself. Before he could think about it carefully, Huan Daoxu immediately turned over and jumped off the altar.
"Shut up!"
Another voice came from Tuoba Zhongguang's mouth. At this moment, it seemed like two souls were fighting for control of the body in Tuoba Zhongguang's body.
"Could it be that Tuoba Chongguang was snatched away?"
Lin Sumo also saw this scene in his eyes. Although he didn't understand the reason, he couldn't stop Lin Sumo, who grew up under the influence of Internet articles, from being "well-informed". Tuoba Zhongguang's current appearance looked very similar. It looks like a magpie's nest has been taken over by a dove.
"Then who captured Tuoba Chongguang? With Tuoba Chongguang's master-level cultivation, who can suppress his spiritual intelligence and capture him?"
Lin Sumo felt that there were many things in this matter that could not be explained clearly. In this low-level martial arts plane, although there were also legends about Qi practitioners before the Pre-Qin Dynasty, they were just legends.
However, everything in front of him made Lin Sumo unable to understand, so there was only one possibility...
Tai Xuanzi!
A thought flashed through Lin Sumo's mind.
After all, Huan Daoxu failed to escape and fell into the hands of Tuoba Chongguang. He was picked up by Tuoba Chongguang and thrown on the altar, dying.
"Aren't you still going to take action?"
On the altar, Tuoba Chongguang raised his head and sneered.
"I have been attacked by swords, and even though I have died nine times, I still have no regrets. Everyone, I will take the first step."
At this time, a clear voice came from a distance, and then 'Wen Sheng' An Daolin was seen walking slowly, climbing up the steps, and walked step by step to the opposite side of Tuoba Chongguang and stopped.
"Namo Amitabha!"
The sound of the Buddha's name shook the entire space as if it was trembling. Immediately afterwards, a monk in red came through the air. Every step he took was steady and slow, but in a matter of seconds, the monk in red had already reached the altar. above.
"Any more?"
Tuoba Chongguang sneered calmly, as if he didn't take the two of them seriously.
"In the Yong Kingdom, on my territory, how can I allow you, an evil heretic, to run wild?"
With an angry shout, Li Shenzong flew into the air, turned over in mid-air, and landed heavily on the altar. These altars were made of five-color soil and were integrated into one body, but they were shattered by Li Shenzong's heavy blow. Countless cracks.
"Asshole!"
Tuoba Zhongguang was furious when he saw this. This altar was one of the keys to the blood sacrifice. A slight damage could cause unpredictable consequences.
Obviously Li Shenzong did this deliberately, and the purpose was to anger the other party.
Sure enough, the effect was much better than expected.
"Take care of you and the other three first!"
Tuoba Chongguang jumped up and threw Huan Daoxu into the bronze cauldron, then spun around and landed on the bronze coffin in the center of the altar.
"The hour has come, it's time to wake up!"
Tuoba Zhongguang sat on the copper coffin, cut his wrists, and let the blood flow on the copper coffin.
At this moment, it seemed as if the entire altar came alive.
On the altar, countless vines were squirming, and on the six distant peaks, a large amount of blood was absorbed and devoured, and then transported up to the altar by the vines, and quickly flowed into the twelve golden coffins.
I don't know how serious it is, but it doesn't hinder the judgment of Li Shenzong and the others. To capture the thief, capture the king first. To stop this vision, you must first capture Tuoba Chongguang, who caused the vision.
Immediately, the three of them took action at the same time and rushed towards Tuoba Chongguang who was sitting on the copper coffin.
"boom!"
The three of them were in mid-air, but suddenly a huge golden coffin rose into the air and hit the three of them head-on.
"careful!"
An Daolin shouted loudly, and at the same time he blasted out a palm, and the powerful palm force bombarded the coffin. However, compared to this huge coffin, the power of An Daolin's palm was like a cricket shaking a tree, and it was difficult to move it at all.
"Nam, Sanmanduo attacks Luo Nan, how brave!"
The monk in red swung his sleeves and formed a seal with his hands on his chest. His hands were bound inward, and his two thumbs were placed in his palms, forming a rock base. At the same time, he recited the mantra, which is exactly what is said in "The Seal of the Immovable King" Baoshan Seal'!
'Baoshan Seal' represents strength, as solid as a rock, immovable and unyielding. This treasure seal attack had the power to crack mountains and crack rocks. There was a "dang" sound and a sound like a bell-like impact, and the golden coffin flew backwards violently.
The golden coffin landed on the altar, and countless vines immediately wrapped around it and moved it into its original position.
"Pretend to be a ghost! Let me see what kind of monsters you are!"
Li Shenzong strode over, raised his palms and struck at the vines on the coffin.
With the force of his palm bursting out, large vines turned into powder, and there was a faint scream.
Soon, Li Shenzong cleared the vines on the golden coffin, and then kicked out the lid of the golden coffin.
This time, it was like poking a hornet's nest. The lids of the twelve golden coffins popped open one after another. In each coffin, there lay a corpse with a lifelike look but a very strange look. .
For a moment, a strange aura filled the air, and even the experienced Li Shenzong and An Daolin could not help but take a breath of air at this moment.
"My disciple, wake up quickly!"
A misty voice passed through the void, and as if awakened by the voice, the twelve strange corpses suddenly opened their eyes at the same time, with red light in their eyes, and then the twelve corpses sat up together.
"Do it!"
Li Shenzong shouted, and at the same time he took off the war spear from his back and stabbed the corpse in the golden coffin in front of him.
Phew!
The war spear was like being struck by a kudzu, but it only penetrated an inch. It was like stabbing into a stone. Even with Li Shenzong's strength, it was difficult for him to make any further progress.
Li Shenzong was shocked and quickly pulled out the war spear, but he didn't want the living corpse to reach out and grab the spear body. The living corpse was so powerful that it was difficult to pull out the war spear.
The two sides were in a stalemate, and the living corpse suddenly stood up and rushed towards Li Shenzong. At the same time, his claws were like lightning and grabbed Li Shenzong's neck.
Li Shenzong's war spear swept across, and the tyrannical force knocked the living corpse away.
On the other side, An Daolin also pulled out the sword from his waist and stabbed the living corpse that was rushing toward him. Confucian swordsmanship contains the grand aura of awe-inspiring force. If you don't talk about strange powers and confuse the gods, and if you don't keep the right path in your heart, you will be controlled by ghosts and gods. Therefore, the awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism itself has the effect of restraining these evil spirits.
The living corpse was instinctively afraid of An Daolin's swordsmanship and did not dare to resist An Daolin's long sword, especially since An Daolin was stabbing the eyes of the living corpse.
The living corpse avoided his eyes, but did not avoid An Daolin's long sword. The long sword stabbed under his side. An Daolin took advantage of the situation and almost cut off half of his body.
Compared with the awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism, the power of Buddhism seems to be more lethal to strange things. The monk in red used the 'Fudo Ming King Mantra' to bless him and continuously used the 'Fundamental Seal', 'Baoshan Seal' and 'Lion Seal'. Waiting for the seal, he beat the living corpse in front of him until he was unable to fight back. Finally, he smashed the coffin lid and the living corpse into the coffin and sealed it into the coffin again.
Facing twelve living corpses at the same time, even though Li Shenzong and An Daolin were at the Grand Master level, they were unable to do what they wanted. Gradually, the three of them were forced into one place and had to work together to fight.
"Master Agyaluo, do you have any Buddhist Dharma that can transcend powerful ghosts? Don't hide it, take it out quickly!" Li Shenzong pushed away a living corpse with his palm and said loudly.
The monk in red was none other than Agaro, the 'Fudo Mingwang' of Mingwang Temple in the Daxue Mountains of the Western Regions, one of the ten great masters. Hearing this, Agaro said calmly: "The poor monk practices the Tantric and Buddhist Dharma of the Western Regions! With the Chinese I’m not familiar with the Bodhisattva of Tu Zen Sect!”
An Daolin smiled and said: "King Yingcheng is still in the mood to joke, I guess he already has a way to deal with it?"
'King of Yingcheng' is the title of Li Shenzong. Li Shenzong shook his head and said: "No, I just summoned my nephew when I came here. If I can't go out before dawn, let him take that nephew." The entrance to the underground palace is destroyed!”
Hearing this, An Daolin glanced at Li Shenzong meaningfully and sighed: "That's good, we don't want these evil spirits to escape and cholera the world!"
Speaking of this, An Daolin looked around and said, "If I guess correctly, these twelve living corpses are exactly the twelve disciples of Tai Xuanzi who sat down eight hundred years ago!"
"It can't be wrong!"
Due to an oversight, Li Shenzong was almost injured by the living corpse. Fortunately, An Dao saw the opportunity quickly and cut off three fingers of the living corpse's sharp claws with a sweeping sword.
Li Shenzong was still in shock, and murmured: "Those old guys, do you think what I said is a joke? We and other ten great masters are both famous in the world. If we are buried in the same cave, a good story may be spread a hundred years later. !”
An Daolin shook his head speechlessly. None of the ten great masters was as shrewd and as cunning as a fox. Li Shenzong's threats did not have much effect.
