In more than half a step, the magic power was violent, and the shocking spiritual power was vibrating.
The mixed iron rod in Jiang Shan's hand twitched, and the rod body swam like a real dragon. When the rod came out, boundless bloody evil aura surged, and many demons fell.
There were many monks around who were in the middle of the killing. They were infected by evil thoughts and had murderous intentions in their hearts. They wanted to attack Jiang Shan, but before they could do it, they just approached Jiang Shan. Just feeling the evil aura, they were frightened back to consciousness and did not dare to do anything.
"Drink~"
The surroundings were filled with evil spirits, and Jiang Shan could not attract them for a while. He also saw that his fellow practitioners were becoming possessed by demons. Jiang Shan's eyes widened, like a glaring Vajra, and he shouted angrily. The Buddha's light flashed, like a wake-up call, which shocked the spirits of all the demons.
The hearts of the demons were agitated and their minds were shaken, but they recovered and looked at Jiang Shan with even more awe in their eyes.
Jiang Shan, on the other hand, didn't care at all. The stick came out with a shock, and the bloody evil aura on his head was overwhelming, but there was a faint milky white aura of righteousness in his chest. Then there was a Taoist mystery in the stick, which purified the heart and calmed the mind.
Although Patriarch Bodhi is dressed up as a Taoist, and the practices he teaches his disciples are all Taoist fundamentals, pointing directly to the immortal road of immortality, and he has three hundred and sixty disciples, he is actually proficient in the teachings of the three religions. When it comes to Zen, the cooperation of the three schools is like this.
As his direct descendant, Jiang Shan is open to all comers and is inclusive.
Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism, the magical powers of the three religions are contained in the heart.
He also learned Chi You's fighting skills, and he also had magical powers over evil spirits. He could also be called a demon.
Therefore, when this stick comes out, it contains the exquisiteness of the four families at the same time.
Ever since he said that, he has been fighting here for a day without taking a step back.
The demon kings who had taken more than half a step were unwilling to give up the throne, but they naturally did not believe in these Taoist priests and heavenly soldiers. Seeing that Jiang Shan and the Jiao Demon King were not of the same race, but the key was that they were not human beings. Out of sympathy for each other, they decisively joined.
In the end, there were more and more people, because the general here could actually drink people awake, and a group of heavenly soldiers and generals also followed.
After all, everyone is afraid of being stabbed by one of his comrades during a battle.
Jiang Shan didn't chase him away, but the power of each stick became more and more powerful.
The aggressive nature hidden in the bloodline breeds in this killing, and the killing aura of Jiuli's combat skills is also eroding Jiang Shan's sanity.
But I have to say that this feeling of killing made Jiang Shan very happy.
Jiuli's combat skills originated from Chi You's battlefield killings. Non-battlefield killings require thousands of kills and are difficult to master.
In the past, in Xiniu Hezhou, although Jiang Shan also killed people, he only killed the evil demon king. The other little demons had no enmity with him and would not be wiped out. Only now can we really appreciate the samadhi of killing like this.
Pulling out a stick brazenly, the void was shaken, the mountains were shattered, and all the demons within a hundred miles were wiped out.
"What a stick. Although he has a third-level cultivation level, his magical power is probably comparable to that of a second-level one."
After more than half a step, auspicious clouds filled the air, and hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals were arrayed behind them. Their military looks were solemn and stern, the immortal energy gathered, and endless thunder followed, shocking all directions.
A tall and handsome young man wearing purple heavenly armor and cloud-like fairy shoes stood above the clouds. He had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and was more handsome than Pan An. When describing him, not only would it not be an exaggeration, but he would be like... Some of it detracted from his appearance, especially the cinnabar mole on his forehead, which made him look more elegant and otherworldly.
A treasure mirror was circulating in front of him, reflecting the situation of more than half a step taken at this moment. The young man lowered his head and looked down, seeing Jiang Shan's unbelievable courage, with a slight smile on his face.
Wuying, the eldest son of Lord Wuquxing, is the most outstanding among the descendants of Seven Stars.
At a young age, he entered the second rank, not inferior to his father.
"He is indeed a divine general, but the situation is critical now. I still have to help Marshal open the half-step barrier as soon as possible to kill the demons."
Next to Wuying was a Taoist, holding a fly whisk in his hand, with a Taoist bun, wearing a soap-colored Taoist robe and common Taoist Shifang shoes, but he had an air of immortality and Taoism, and an outstanding aura, but he was dwarfed by Wuying.
"Junior brother, why are you so polite? You and I are both from Xuanmen. After leaving the world of heaven, we should be like brothers." Wu Ying looked at the Taoist and smiled kindly.
"Rituals cannot be abolished. In the Three Pure Heavens, the Marshal and I are brothers. But after leaving the Three Pure Heavens, we are ministers of the Heavenly Court." The Taoist is Cao Youdao.
"Okay, you are always so polite." Wu Ying smiled softly, waved his palms, and turned his vast magic power. The barrier suddenly shook after more than half a step, and then the barrier twisted, and a hole hundreds of feet long was formed.
After that, Wu Ying's face became solemn, a golden light flashed in his hand, and a Coiling Dragon Divine Spear appeared, solemnly said: "All generals will follow me to slay the devil."
As soon as the voice fell, Wu Ying transformed into a stream of light and stabbed down with a spear. The force was shocking and powerful, and it rushed straight into the demon. Thousands of miles around were shaken, the mountains were broken, and the rivers dried up. The demon couldn't bear it, and was wiped out.
But Wu Ying still has all the strength left, holding a magic spear in his hand, his whole body shrouded in golden light, like the God of War descending to earth, a spear moving like a swimming dragon, sweeping and releasing, making him invincible.
"Brother."
Seeing Wu Ying's arrival, Wu Zhao suddenly showed joy.
Yaohua frowned slightly when he saw Wuying arriving, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.
Goodbye Cao You soared down from the clouds and recited Taoist mantras. Every word flew out of his mouth. The pure air lingered around him, spreading for hundreds of miles, washing people's hearts. Many people who had been penetrated by the devil suddenly felt their bodies freeze. Then they looked ferocious and roared. Force out a ball of black energy.
Afterwards, the divine soldiers descended from the sky, and hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals rushed down like tigers and wolves. The pure air gathered and the clouds were flawless, forming a military formation to resist the demons and fight for a good time.
Jiang Shan's pressure was greatly reduced. He breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his external incarnation method. Eighty incarnations turned into black hair and flew back again, and then decisively retreated with the Jiao Demon King.
"Reinforcements have arrived. Brother Jiang can take a rest." Yaohua also floated down, looking at Jiang Shan who was covered in blood, with a hint of respect in his eyes.
If Jiang Shan hadn't taken action, the thirty-six nodes would not have been lost right now.
Moreover, Jiang Shan's combat power exceeded her imagination.
Third level mana, second level combat power.
Even if I have these magic weapons at my side, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything to him.
"It's okay." Jiang Shan shook his head slightly. Since he started practicing, he had the best fighting experience on this day. Although he consumed a lot of mana, he became more courageous as he fought. In terms of actual combat power, it was much stronger than when he didn't consume it. .
There is something strange in my heart. The Bull Demon King in the original novel does not have this ability.
The original Bull Demon King's ability is the same as that of Sun Wukong, but his durability is not as good as that of Sun Wukong. Because of his weakness, he was frightened by Zhu Bajie's appearance.
On the other hand, Sun Wukong is like this. He is durable and unparalleled, just like a perpetual motion machine. On the journey to the west, the Black Bear Demon and the Bull Demon King can stop him. However, after a day of fighting, he has to eat something. If Sun Wukong doesn't eat or drink, it's just like playing.
Is it Jiuli's combat skills, Pangu's soul, or his pure yang that has not been released?
"Who is this person?" Jiang Shan asked, looking at Wu Ying who looked like a god of war in the crowd.
"Wu Ying, the eldest son of Wu Qu Xingjun, studied under Yu Qingtian and cultivated to the second level of immortality. He has a deep foundation and extraordinary magical powers." Yao Hua said.
"No wonder everyone felt so at ease as soon as they arrived." Jiang Shan suddenly said.
"That's right, Wuying Xingjun is the eldest son of Wuquxingjun, a disciple of the Yuqing sect. When he was born, he was born with a strange appearance. Thirty-two red-feathered cranes flew to celebrate, filling the room with fragrance. He has been a role model for his disciples since he was a child, and he has practiced since then. With each passing day, he became a famous teacher and became a famous scholar in the immortal sect. After leaving the lower realm, he successively killed the Horse Demon King, the Yellow Lion King, the White Elephant King, the Nine-Headed Demon King, the Many-Eyed Demon King, the Five Hundred Yakshas, and the Seventy-two Fire Crows... He defeated the Demon King in ninety-six caves in total. His merits were demonstrated and he was respected by all the people in the world. He was awarded the Yuanshi Tianzun Talisman and was named Marshal of Heaven. Later, Emperor Ziwei personally named him the first of the three hundred and sixty divine generals in heaven. He has vast supernatural powers and is invincible. All the monsters will be afraid when they hear it.”
After Yao Hua finished speaking, Lu Qingyue spoke straight away, his face flushed, as if he was talking about him, and he kept talking: "Not only that, his immortal has impeccable moral character, and has the style of an ancient sage. His magnanimity and his kindness to others make people feel like they are in the spring breeze. He is really the best in the immortal family, but isn’t he comparable to some bulls who only know brute force?"
At the end, Lu Qingyue said more meaningfully.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed, and there was only one bull in this place.
The Jiao Demon King opened his eyes, and there was murderous intent in the Yanyue knife in his hand.
When the Peng Demon King heard this, he couldn't stand it anymore and shouted sternly: "You pretty boy, you have no ability at all. Just now you could only hide behind. Now that reinforcements are coming, you are so majestic and so shameless."
Lu Qingyue's eyes widened. This time Jiang Shan showed off his magical powers and was in the limelight, which made him unhappy. However, he was not as good as Jiang Shan, so he used Wu Ying to ridicule Jiang Shan. This way, it seemed that he had the skills, but he never thought about Peng. The Demon King actually scolded him in front of him. His face turned red and he said angrily: "Who are you, a demon? You are worthy of being so arrogant here."
"I'm your grandpa."
Demon King Peng couldn't tolerate him. He immediately called out with his broad palm like a cattail leaf. Lu Qingyue's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect that Demon King Peng would dare to do something here. He quickly resisted, but he, a fourth-grade monk who was good at magic, was beaten by Demon King Peng, a third-grade monk. The Demon King is close, how can he stop him?
After a slap, he was immediately sent dozens of feet away, fell to the ground, and passed out with stars in his eyes.
"Bah. What rubbish, it's dirtying grandpa's hands." Demon King Peng said with disdain.
Jiang Shan, on the other hand, didn't pay attention at all. He looked at Wu Ying in the distance and thought in his heart that this must be the strongest monk he has encountered since he came down the mountain. He is indeed extraordinary. Judging from this performance, he can fight with him for one or two times. I'm afraid I won't be able to kill him in one hour, but it will take three or four hours.
