Chenghuang is a mythical beast in legend. Even if a mortal rides on its back, it can live for two thousand years.
As for Chenghuang Mountain, it is said that it was transformed into the corpse of a Chenghuang Pegasus after its death.
According to Yin Jue's news, the mountain dragon was blocked in Chenghuang Mountain by the people of Tianlian Temple at this time, using the energy of the earth's veins in Chenghuang Mountain to hide his existence.
"Amitabha." As soon as the Tian Zhou approached Mount Huang, a huge wooden fish rose up from the Mount Huang, blocking the Tian Zhou with a vast Buddha light. On the wooden fish, an old monk sat.
"Tianlian Temple is clear, I have met all of you Taoists."
"According to my Buddhist decree, Tianlian Temple is here to search for evildoers. I hope fellow Taoists can do this for me."
Looking at this huge sky boat, Monk Chengxin had a look of fear on his face.
"Searching for evildoers? You dare to lie, but I don't know whose decree you, a wild monk, have sealed." Yin Jue acted extremely neatly, and did not engage in verbal disputes with monk Chengxin. After sneering, he pretended that even The long sword was unsheathed, and with a thunderous sword light, it struck down at the wooden fish.
Taoist Fu Jiang, who was driving the Tianzhou, also promptly induced the power of the Tianzhou to apply to Yin Jue.
The sails of the sky boat were swirling with the breath of the wind spirit. Under the combined wind and thunder, the sword light controlled by Yin Jue was even more frightening.
With just one strike of the sword, a bloody scar appeared on Monk Cheng Xin's body, and a shallow gash appeared on the wooden fish blocking Tianzhou.
"What a thief!" Monk Chengxin was horrified, and even if he wanted to retreat, he planned to summon all the forces sent by Tianlian Temple to Chenghuang Mountain.
But as soon as he took a step back, Yin Jue's second sword was already approaching his eyes.
Then the third sword!
The fourth sword!
The endless sword light made Monk Chengxin breathless.
Even if the wooden fish in the hands of Monk Cheng Xin is a fine magic weapon with the power left by the strong man who has overcome the tribulation, it is still suffering under the numerous sword lights.
Looking at this scene, Lin Jiu couldn't help but marvel. He had always thought that the major sects of the human race had a tacit understanding with each other. After all, their ancestors were in the sky, always looking down without looking up.
Even if there are some conflicts between Taoism and Buddhism, the conflicts are not serious enough to lead to life and death.
But the scene that appeared in front of him was that Yin Jue had gained the upper hand and showed no mercy. After gaining the upper hand, he showed no mercy at all. Every sword light was filled with unparalleled killing intent, and he looked like he would kill everyone without mercy. , as if he would never give up.
Riding in Huangshan Mountain, other great monks in the Yuanshen Realm also saw the battle situation in the sky and noticed the predicament of Monk Chengxin. One by one, they flew up.
"Who am I? It turns out to be a remnant of the Yin family." A monk glanced at Yin Jue, as if he recognized Yin Jue's origin. He shook the Zen staff in his hand and began to besiege Yin Jue.
"Fellow Daoist Yin, do you need a helping hand?" Lin Jiu counted and saw that there were no less than twenty monks who had gathered around.
"It would be great if fellow Taoist are willing to help." Yin Jue took a step forward, and when the sword in his hand was knocked out, with an extremely cold sword sound, the great monk holding the Zen staff was also involved in the sword. In the light.
As for Lin Jiu, a burst of sleeves and a wisp of sword energy spread out from his sleeves silently, hiding in Yin Jue's sword light without leaving any trace.
An instant later, when Yin Jue's sword light missed Monk Chengxin and forced the Zen staff away, a wisp of sword energy suddenly bloomed out of the broken sword light, curling around the neck of the monk holding the Zen staff. .
In an instant, the big head fell down directly.
Before the great monk's soul could escape, the continuous sword light that followed directly smashed the great monk's body and his soul into pieces.
After killing one person, the sword light did not stop at all and continued among the crowd.
The sword energy was hidden behind the sword light. Whenever the sword light found a flaw, the sharp sword energy would immediately move forward.
In an instant, two more great monks lost their lives.
In an instant, the whole mountain was silent.
No one thought that before the trace of the mountain dragon appeared, Daxiu Yuanshen was already bleeding in the forest, and when he died, three of them died.
"The ancestral teachings of the Yin family are that there is only life and death on the battlefield. If you can kill someone on the spot, you will never capture him alive!" Yin Jue withdrew his sword and looked extremely cold.
"Amitabha, I am merciful." Monk Chengxin sang and took a step back, "Donor Yin, now that the mountain dragon has not appeared, you and I will fight each other. Aren't we afraid of being benefited by outsiders?"
"In my humble opinion, how about we stop fighting for the time being and work together to find the mountain dragon?"
The mountain dragon is hidden in Chenghuang Mountain, hiding in the air of the earth's veins, and integrating with the mountain - relying on spiritual consciousness, there is absolutely no way to find traces of the mountain dragon.
The only way to find the mountain dragon in the Huangshan Mountain is to search every inch of the Huangshan Mountain manually.
This is exactly the reason why Yin Jue brought those practitioners of the Ascension Realm with him - in the matter of finding the mountain dragon, the practitioners of the Yuanshen Realm cannot play a greater role than the practitioners of the Ascension Realm.
"Fellow Daoist Fu, how many great monks can you handle?" Yin Jue asked aloud, not caring about the faces of the group of great monks opposite him.
"We join forces and use the power of Tianzhou to deal with seven or eight people without any problem." Fu Jiang's voice came from the cabin.
"Where is Fellow Daoist Lin?" Yin Jue asked again.
"The number of people is meaningless." A trace of blood appeared in Lin Jiu's eyes. "You and I, Daoist Fellow Yin, join forces. No matter who it is, as long as they can create a fighting machine, the other person can turn a great monk into a warrior in an instant. Become a dead monk."
A wisp of sword energy jumped out from Lin Jiu's sleeves, turned into a swimming fish, and moved around Lin Jiu's fingertips.
Lin Jiu and Yin Jue had different origins, different experiences, and different temperaments. Naturally, the flavor displayed by their sword energy was also different.
The sword light controlled by Yin Jue was like a violent wind and thunder, opening and closing like a celestial river pouring down. It was powerful and torrential.
The sword energy displayed by Lin Jiu was feminine and ferocious, like a poisonous snake hiding deep in the shadows. It looked inconspicuous, but one careless move could kill someone.
The two of them join forces, one yin and one yang, one positive and one strange, complementing each other.
"Cheng Xin, you heard it." Yin Jue did not doubt Lin Jiu's words at all.
He flicked the sword in his hand and said with an imposing manner, "Since you want to talk, be honest and ask all the great monks in the Yuanshen realm of Tianlian Temple to stand up first."
"Otherwise, being alone may not necessarily be a good thing."
Monk Chengxin sang and agreed to Yin Jue's request - the souls of both sides did not take action, and ordered the practitioners of their respective sects to ascend to the spiritual realm to fight in the mountain, while looking for traces of the mountain dragon, until they found the mountain. Dragon, making calculations.
"Good, good." Monk Chengxin lowered his head, recited the magic formula, and knocked on the wooden fish.
The long-lasting sound spreads between heaven and earth.
