"The Thirty-sixth Rule of Heaven, Nine Heavens Universal Transformation. Transform into the realms of the ten directions, spread your hair and recite the Gang Sutra. The roaring wind whips the sun and moon, subduing all demonic spirits. Save the ghosts of the long night, and generate thunder for thousands of years!"
As Zhang Qianyang chanted the incantation, golden thunder burst out from the sky!
This is the Sixty-nine Heavenly Thunder in Shenxiao's Five Thunder Zhengfa. Its power is a qualitative leap compared to the Four-Nine Heavenly Thunder. As the thunder falls, the shadow of the Thunder God General even appears in the sky above the underworld.
If the Four-Nine Heavenly Thunder is the killing weapon in the Yin God Realm, then the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Thunder is the killing weapon in the Yang God Realm, and it can also cause extremely strong damage to the strong Yang God!
Back in Longyou County, Hongzhou, Zhang Qianyang once summoned a sixty-nine thunderbolt, which split the dragon's skin and flesh into pieces.
At this moment, he used his secret method to return to the Yangshen realm at a great cost. In an instant, he summoned several sixty-nine thunders, and their momentum was like a rainbow, and he didn't seem to be tired at all.
Boom!
The golden thunder fell on the Xudu Ghost King.
This time, the black brilliance flowing around him was shattered by thunder, and cracks appeared on his body, like broken porcelain.
The power of the most powerful thunder fell on him like boiling soup and snow. There was even a sizzling sound, and black yin energy kept coming out.
There was a trace of pain in Xudu's eyes. It was obvious that even for him, it would not be easy for him to withstand the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Thunder.
boom! boom! boom! boom……
The golden thunder struck Xudu's body like a heavy rain, almost turning the entire Yin Mountain into a golden ocean. The power of the escaped thunder was enough to destroy any ghost general in the Yin Shen realm.
At this moment, Zhang Qianyang really looked like a god of thunder descending to earth. Every strand of his hair was flowing with golden thunder, his eyes were as dazzling as the sun, and his appearance even became younger.
The wrinkles on his face disappeared and became rosy and smooth.
With handsome features and a dashing temperament, he will be regarded as a handsome middle-aged uncle in future generations.
Xudu let out screams one after another, his whole body was submerged by the golden sea of thunder, and the cracks on his body continued to expand.
Because the power of the Immobilization Curse has not been exhausted, he cannot resist or escape. He can only be beaten passively and rely on his profound Taoism to resist.
Zhang Qianyang naturally would not miss this good opportunity. He attracted dozens of six-nine thunder in one breath, all of which hit Xudu's body.
Not only that, before the thunder light dissipated completely, he swallowed several Yuan Yuan Dan refined by his junior brother, forcibly restored his mana, and then formed the sword technique with his hand.
"Taiyi Tiangang, the sword swings in all directions, slaying demons and ghosts, ruling the capital Pingyang, beheading like a law, kill!"
Clang!
Ten thousand Taiyi thunderwood swords lay across the void, densely packed like a sea of swords.
Whoosh whoosh!
Tens of thousands of flying swords were shot at the Void Belly Ghost King, specifically piercing the scars caused by the thunder, further amplifying his injuries.
This fight was like lightning, a rabbit rising and a falcon falling. In just a few breaths, Zhang Qianyang inflicted considerable injuries on the Xudu Ghost King. With the immobilizing spell, it even gave people the impression that he was pressing down on the Xudu Ghost King. Feel.
If anyone in the Dao Sect saw this scene, their jaws would drop in shock.
The majestic Tiangang Demon-Conquering Master who cut down mountains and destroyed temples back then seems to be back again...
But unfortunately, the time of the Immobilization Spell is not infinite.
Just when Zhang Qianyang was about to go all out to expand his victory, Xudu's body trembled violently, and finally broke free from the restraints of the immobilization spell. A strong Yin energy immediately emerged from his body, and strands of flesh appeared on the cracked scars, as if Just like mending clothes, quickly close the scars and return to normal.
Xudu grabbed it with his big hand, and the densely packed flying swords quickly became smaller, like particles of dust, gathering in his palm.
Although you have thousands of swords, they can't fill just one hand.
This kind of great supernatural power that controls the universe is almost like a god or Buddha.
There was no fear in Zhang Qianyang's eyes. He bit the tip of his index finger and used the blood of the Yang God to form a formation in the void!
Xudu stared at him and sneered: "Zhang Qianyang, let alone you, even if Zhang Zhiyan reaches the underworld, he would not dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"
"Oh, by the way, that old man Zhang Zhiyan may not be able to protect himself now. When I succeed in overcoming the tribulation, I will be the first to attack Longhu Mountain and turn the so-called Heavenly Master's Court into a ghostland of hell!"
Hearing this, Zhang Qianyang's eyes burned with raging anger, and he said: "The reason why the old man fell asleep is indeed related to you!"
Xudu showed an enigmatic smile and said: "If you want to blame, I can only blame him for being too arrogant. He claims to be invincible in the world. In the past few decades, he has ruined our plans several times. This led to the leader personally taking action and laying out the sixteenth plan. Year, I finally found his flaw!"
Zhang Qianyang felt a chill in his heart.
Leader?
He remembered the Moro Cult mentioned by his apprentice. Did Xudu also join the Moro Cult?
He who practices the spiritual path with a weak belly is actually called the leader of the cult. Who is that person?
Zhang Qianyang was thinking in his heart, but his hand kept moving. Yang Shen's essence and blood poured out as if it were free of money, and he quickly drew a Tiangang Demon-Conquering Formation in the void.
He is known as Tiangang Demon-Subduing Master, and what he is best at is neither thunder nor swordsmanship, but the Tiangang Demon-Subduing Formation.
When he was fighting Yang Guang, he had deployed this formation, but at that time, he used black dog blood and rooster blood to set up the formation, and its power was limited after all. However, the current formation is based on his own essence and blood, and its power is limited. It's so strong that it can't be compared to before.
Wisps of Tiangang's power gathered and surrounded the Xudu Ghost King, trying to refine him.
The power of Tiangang is the divine power cultivated from the stars in the sky. It uses the power of the stars in the sky to subjugate demons. Even the big demons who have cultivated to the realm of Yangshen will be enveloped by the formation of Tiangang. The strength is refining, the soul is flying!
However, the Ghost King with an empty belly remained motionless, just because a colorful cassock appeared on his body.
As the cassock emerged, a mysterious Zen rhythm emerged spontaneously, as if an eminent monk was chanting sutras in the void, giving people a feeling of enlightenment and enlightenment.
This scene looks very funny. A ghost king who has done many evil things is actually wearing a Buddhist cassock. Moreover, the cassock looks very extraordinary, with the golden light of Bodhi flowing around, making it mysterious and mysterious.
Zhang Qianyang did not hesitate to waste the power of the Heavenly Gang condensed by his essence and blood, but when it fell on the cassock, it seemed to become a speck of dust or a leaf, which was shaken by the golden light and dissipated invisible.
The Ghost King of the Void Belly laughed loudly and said: "Zhang Qianyang, let alone you, even if Zhang Zhiyan comes, how can he break Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's cassock?"
Hearing this, Zhang Qianyang was shocked.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s cassock?
It is said that the landownership of Jiuhua Mountain was owned by the local rich man Min Lao. When the temple was being built, Ksitigarbha asked Min Lao to give him some land. Min Lao was very philanthropic and had great faith and respect for Ksitigarbha Bhikkhu. He asked how much land he wanted. Ksitigarbha replied: "I would like a cassock space is enough."
Mr. Min thinks how much of a cassock land occupies? So Kang agreed.
Unexpectedly, Ksitigarbha Bhikkhu spread his cassock and covered all the Jiuhua Mountains. Seeing that Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha had such magical powers, Mr. Min was so surprised that he sent all the Jiuhua Mountains away. He vowed to protect the Dharma for Ksitigarbha Bhikkhu and ordered his son to follow Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Become a monk.
Could it be that this cassock is the one that covered all the Jiuhua Peaks?
Wearing a cassock, Xudu easily walked out of the Tiangang Demon Subduing Formation and said calmly: "Zhang Qianyang, I accept your life."
…
boom!
Zhang Qianyang's figure was slapped away by a palm and hit the stone wall behind him like a cannonball.
With just one palm, his body suffered broken bones and tendons, and he coughed up blood. If he hadn't returned to the Yangshen realm, he might not have been able to survive even this palm.
Seeing that his body was about to hit the cold and hard stone wall, a hand pressed on his back.
boom!
Li Daoxuan followed his master and hit the stone wall.
The mountain shook slightly, and countless gravel fell down.
Li Daoxuan's Mingguang Silver Dragon Armor glowed, helping him offset most of the power, so he did not suffer serious injuries.
Ten breaths have passed and the immobilization talisman has been unlocked. Li Daoxuan did not choose to escape, but resolutely went to save his master.
The purpose of his coming here was to refine Supreme Gold Liquid to restore Master's injuries. If Master lost his life in the end, wouldn't it be extremely stupid to buy a coffin for a pearl?
"Let's go, go quickly!"
Zhang Qianyang ordered him while coughing up blood.
But Li Daoxuan didn't care at all and said with a smile: "Master, if we want to go together, my disciple will not leave you behind."
After a pause, he smiled and scolded: "Stop trying to be a hero in the future. You are already a long time ago. Wouldn't it be better to take care of yourself in peace and contentment?"
"You brat!"
Zhang Qianyang was angry and moved. He shook his head and said, "Okay, let's escape together. This fight can't be fought!"
The Ghost King with a Void Belly is already on the verge of becoming an immortal, and with the blessing of the underworld, it is already very difficult to deal with. But in the end, he still has the cassock left by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?
Logically speaking, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's cassock has extraordinary spirituality and is the most precious treasure of Buddhism. Even if Xudu got it, it would be impossible to subdue it, but I don't know what method he used to actually put on the cassock.
With this cassock around, many methods would be ineffective against him.
Xudu looked at them, not in a hurry to take action, as if a cat was playing with a mouse, wanting to see their collapse and despair.
After hundreds of years of experience, he discovered that if a person is full of despair and panic when they die, the flesh and blood will be more beautiful.
"Escape? You can't escape anywhere."
Xudu looked at them with an extremely confident voice.
However, Li Daoxuan looked directly at him without fear, and even showed a smile.
"No, maybe it's you who should run away now."
Li Daoxuan took out the scroll again, looked at the empress on it, and smiled slightly.
The empress in the painting is still leaning on the railing, holding a book of poetry in her hand, but her appearance is no longer immature, her eyebrows are all long and wide, her eyes are like frost and snow, and her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, as if all the bells and whistles in the world are gathered into one.
She is no longer the empress she was when she was a girl, but the ghost, fairy and god who has protected her for thousands of years!
As if sensing Li Daoxuan's gaze, the empress in the painting put down her poetry book and looked up at him.
The two people's eyes met, as if they had passed through two worlds.
The next moment, the scroll floated in the air, blooming with all kinds of divine brilliance, illuminating the heaven and earth.
A figure as holy and flawless as glass walked out of the painting, dressed in a green dress and colorful clothes, with three thousand blue silk threads hanging down to her waist like flowing brocade.
In the Yin Mountain, Xudu's cry with a hint of fear rang out.
"It's you, how could it be you!"
