The originally dark hall was getting darker and darker now, and the outside world must have reached dusk. In the dark hall, with the help of the faint flames of the rolling magma, one could still distinguish things around him.
Zhong Xia had already rushed towards the square formation. He frowned and walked in the direction of Yanxi.
The scorching air waves gradually turned the scenery in front of him into a mist. He covered his mouth and nose with his right hand and held the Source Heaven Blade in his left hand. He arduously followed the rugged fire rock road, step by step towards the depths of Yanxi River. Walk everywhere.
This natural stone cave hall is indeed winding and winding, and the ruggedness seems to have no end. The roaring sound of the rolling lava keeps echoing in the ears, as if it is going to explode the hearing.
His frowning eyebrows suddenly relaxed a little. There seemed to be a cliff and waterfall in front of him. Hearing the loud roar, it became faster and more violent. He thought to himself: "This stone cave is so majestic and majestic. If it is discovered by some idle wanderers, it will not violate a good place for cultivation."
He thought so, and naturally some people would think so too, but he heard the loud roar approaching, and at this time, a sharp shout also appeared in his ears.
"Dugu Xuan, you old monster, why are you so stubborn? How about I use the Thousand Gold Blade and add a dead grass to resolve our previous grudges?" one person said in a sharp voice.
"Hmph, your wishful thinking was quite good. If you leave this spiritual cave, will your disciples and grandchildren still accept this debt? Today you died in the hands of Lao Na, and all the treasures on your body will belong to Lao Na. After all, I threw you into this burning river. Even if the god came, I don’t know what happened here."
The man called Dugu Xuan was a bald fat man, and his voice was extremely rough. Yu Zun hunched over and slowly crawled along the crack in the rock. As he expected, the end of the Yanxi River was a square. Waterfalls and lava flowed down a cliff, slamming into the depths of the ground, making loud explosions.
At the bottom of the cliff, a lava lake was formed. In the center of the lake was a square stone island. The shouts of the two people came from the square stone island.
"Dugu Xuan, have you ever thought that if you kill me, will the secret treasure here have anything to do with you?" Feng Xian leaned on the ground with his sword, and clutched his chest with his left hand. Judging from the transparent white clothes, he had been seriously injured.
The fat monk with a bald head held a staff in his hand. The fat monk's face was red and his voice was extremely powerful and high-pitched. He must have a strong martial arts.
Dugu Xuan frowned, as if thinking about what Fengxian said, and squinted his eyes: "The opening of the Taoist wall of Lingmeng Mountain Temple is the turning point that leads our Chechi Kingdom to prosperity. I heard a few days ago that I heard that my junior, Dugu Nan, lost his life because of a frail young man, and that young man was always accompanied by a young girl, but he is your disciple?"
Yu Zun was startled in his heart. There is no doubt that the girl the fat monk mentioned must be Yan.
"So what? Your nephew's evil and excessive character has long been spread among the people. Thousands of girls die every year because of him?" Feng Xian snorted coldly.
"He doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, or has no limits on good and evil. It has nothing to do with me. If you agree to hand over the girl to me, and also give me the two magic weapons you mentioned, I can remember my old relationship with you. , let you go for the time being, but the treasures in this cave have nothing to do with you." The fat monk narrowed his small eyes tightly, and was very calculating and sinister, which was indeed a major sign of his travels in the world.
Feng Xian almost didn't even think about it and said: "How can Feng Xian be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? How can a junior in my sect be a bargaining chip with you? Dugu Xuan is here to die!"
"Hahaha, I think you are like this, you will die in my hands today!"
Dugu Xuan's movement was like a ghost, appearing floating in the air, but disappearing in an instant. Due to serious injuries, Feng Xian could barely control the flying sword, and resisted Dugu Xuan's moves in the air.
Yu Zun, who was hiding in the dark, felt quite uneasy in his heart. Yan Zeng said that she and Yin Shi were from the same clan. If Feng Xian wanted to help, then the secrets of Yin Shiling and Yin Shi could be learned from Feng Xian. I found a clue on my body.
A burst of dazzling light flowed out slowly along Dugu Xuan's staff. The staff suddenly became a thousand feet high. The six Zen circles on the staff were all shaking. Yu Zun wrinkled his eyes and murmured. : "This monk's technique is really weird. There seems to be a strange force in the Zen circle."
The staff suddenly fell from the sky. Thousands of Buddhas were sitting on the huge staff. The Buddhas closed their eyes slightly and put their hands together, as if they were chanting sutras and chanting the Buddha's name.
And as the staff slashed down quickly, Feng Xian also raised the fairy sword in his hand, flicked his legs, and volleyed towards the top of his head.
The fairy sword shone with wisps of milky white fairy light. The one-inch-wide sword seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth, but it was not fancy, but Yu Zun did not dare to underestimate it.
boom!
There was a loud noise and a burst of dazzling light. The stone cave was shaken by the battle between the two. Dugu Xuan sneered, and the crazy color in his eyes became thicker and thicker. On the other hand, Feng Xian's face was like The white paper and the hands holding the sword were already bleeding from the huge earthquake.
"That's right. I didn't expect you to be able to take the first move of Pilgrimage to Ten Thousand Buddhas now. I want to see how many moves you can take next." Dugu Xuan glanced coldly at a corner of the stone cave and said, Zun was startled in his heart and thought to himself: "This old bald donkey won't find me, right?"
"Hmph, Dugu Xuan, even if you kill me today, you won't get what you want." Feng Xian wiped the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth. Although his sword was leaning on the ground, his body shape was like a blade, showing off his sharp edge.
"Are these your last words?" Dugu Xuan gently raised his staff and swiped it downwards. Thousands of Buddhas were sitting on the thousand-foot staff. At this time, they began to chant sutras in a low voice and stared carefully. Then you will find clusters of Sanskrit characters that sparkle with jade and gold, leaping out from the staff following the sound of the Buddha chanting sutras.
At a certain moment, the staff seemed to make time freeze. Billions of Sanskrit words and the thousand-foot staff were stagnant in the air.
Clang!
As if a thunder was falling from the sky and the earth, Yu Zun covered his ears tightly and thought silently in his heart. His pale face gradually turned rosy, "I didn't expect this Sanskrit to be so strange."
Look at Feng Xian, at the moment when the staff frowned, the fairy sword in his hand seemed to have exhausted all his strength. The sharp thorns flashed, and then slowly withered like a dead tree.
At this time, all the power was covering Feng Xian's body. What was even more serious was that the chanting sounds of thousands of Buddhas all flowed into Feng Xian's mind.
There was a bright light, but there was a crisp sound. The fairy sword in Feng Xian's hand was covered with fine cracks. With a click, the fairy sword shattered into powder.
The wind string is like a kite with a broken string, falling straight from the sky into the flaming lake.
It was too late, but it was too soon. Just when Fengxian was about to fall into the Yanhu Lake, Yu Zun flew out and caught Fengxian.
Feng Xian's face was as pale as paper, and his breath was like a gossamer. He held on, said, "Thank you," and fainted.
Dugu Xuan sneered and said: "Feng Xian really opened the eyes of the Sa family. I didn't expect you to have a backup plan."
Yu Zun said with a cryptic smile: "Since Taoist Master Feng Xian is so seriously injured, can you please let us go?"
Dugu Xuan's expression softened, and he let out a strange laugh and said, "Now that the Sa family has taken action, if you two don't die, how can the Sa family be happy in their hearts?"
Then he said: "I have already given him a clear path just now. If he lets his charming female disciple come to serve the Sajia, and the Sajia is completely satisfied, how can he take his life?"
"It's just that he refused to eat the toast and was punished with wine. Do you think that if the Sa family spared both of your lives, would this still be justified?"
Yu Zun's face was calm and he smiled and said: "In that case, please elders, please put all your life-long cultivation into full play. I guess the elders don't want to die without knowing it."
Dugu Xuan's vulture-like eyes flashed with a cold and stern look. He stared at Yu Zun, the corners of his mouth gently curved upward in a strange arc, and he suddenly laughed wildly: "You must remember these words of yours, you must must remember......"
Before he finished speaking, he threw out the staff in his hand first. The staff shone with a cold golden light, and the six Zen circles made a jingling sound. Thousands of Buddhas were spinning beads in their hands. , reciting sutras on his lips, pieces of Sanskrit with sparkling jade and gold, like a dense web woven together, wrapping up the entire cave.
Yu Zun raised the Yuantian Blade, and no one saw what phantom moves he used. He struck directly at the staff above his head. The source of the blade burst out, and the cold blue light unexpectedly blasted the golden staff. Mang, suppressed it.
In an instant, inside the stone cave, there was a faint blue light, and an inch of golden light flickered, which was really dazzling. The blue light in mid-air was like a sharp thread, inserted straight into the shimmering golden staff.
Clang!
Like thousands of war drums, they were beaten instantly, and the sonorous sound was heard all over the world, but even the voice of the Buddha that bewitched the soul was gradually being extinguished.
Yu Zun's eyes shone with gleaming light. If Emperor Chen was still alive, he would have high-fived and exclaimed. The seemingly random blow just now contained the secret of Wan Wei. Who can get a glimpse of the secret of soul magic in the world? two? The Emperor of Dust does not shy away from promoting talents.
After the bright light passed, Dugu Xuan's sinister eyes showed a trace of shock and confusion, and he said sternly: "What method did you use just now?"
Yu Zun smiled lightly and said, "Didn't you see it?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even Feng Xian at his peak couldn't catch that blow just now. Who are you and why are you involved with Feng Xian?" The fat Dugu Xuan's face trembled. , he still couldn't believe that the blow just now came from a young man who was less than twenty years old. His stern eyes gradually began to dodge and waver.
"It doesn't matter who I am. The question now is, are you willing to let Feng Xian go?" Yu Zun looked calm, but his tone was extremely joking.
Dugu Xuan's face became more and more embarrassed. He laughed slyly and said in a sinister voice: "Don't think that you are confident because you just took one of my moves. If the Sa family doesn't die today, the Sa family will definitely not let you and Feng Xian leave alive."
"I didn't expect you to be so stubborn. If so, then just die." Yu Zun's face gradually became cold and emotionless, and his pupils were slowly wrapped with scarlet bloodshot threads.
At this moment, a thin wandering wind seemed to be blowing in the huge stone cave. Gradually, the flowing air in the empty stone cave seemed to have waves of air, and the thin traveling wind became more and more obvious.
Yu Zun was holding a full-moon scimitar in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but there was a hint of bloodthirsty killing intent in his eyes.
Dugu Xuan was startled in his heart. The atmosphere at this moment was no longer the relaxed and joking atmosphere he had when he was fighting Feng Xian, but instead had a hint of urgency and weirdness.
"Let me tell you, your damn nephew died at my hands. Remember, my name is... Yu Zun." The voice that seemed to come from the underworld immediately made Dugu Xuan's feet shake. A soft.
He held on and said sternly: "Then you deserve to die even more."
