Master is so handsome!
Standing behind the old Heavenly Master and looking at the sword strike just now, Li Daoxuan was envious but also had some feelings.
The master's sword just now did not use any great magical power, but the Taiyi Tiangang Sword Technique of Longhu Mountain, but it was extremely gorgeous and bright, like fireworks rising into the sky and meteors flashing past.
He has cultivated to the point where billions of sword qi are united into one, reaching the pinnacle!
"If you study a magical power to the extreme, you will be invincible."
The words of the Heavenly Master emerged in Li Daoxuan's heart, making him reflect on himself.
He possesses many powerful magical powers, such as the Five Thunder Technique, the Great Five Elements Escape Technique, the Heaven and Earth Magic, the Golden Light Divine Spell, the Seventy-two Transformations, etc. However, he has not reached the highest level of practice in each magical power.
"The Heavenly Book of Demons" only allowed him to learn these magical powers. If he wanted to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, he would still need his own diligence and talent.
Li Daoxuan had to admit that he had bitten off more than he could chew.
The Heavenly Master told him with practical actions that learning new magical powers is never as powerful as studying a magical power to its extreme.
It seems that after this battle, I should concentrate on training and practice the magical powers I have mastered.
Li Daoxuan thought silently, taking wise men as his teachers, correcting his mistakes and adjusting his mentality.
"careful……"
Hui Chan climbed out of the severed demonic hand. His golden body was broken and dripping with blood. He only had one arm left. He stood up staggeringly, wanting to fight again.
"His demon Buddha body is so weird that even a broken arm can be restored!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a flesh-colored thread sprouted from Moro's broken magic hand and turned into the shape of a palm. In just a few breaths, it unexpectedly returned to normal.
The old Heavenly Master's eyes narrowed slightly.
He has killed more monsters in his life than he has trampled on ants. He has also encountered monsters with such strong recovery ability, but when he pulled out the Sanwu Evil-Slaying Male and Female Sword, those monsters immediately lost their magical powers.
This sword is the sword of Zhang Daoling, the first generation of heavenly masters. It is said that it was passed down by Taoist ancestors. The female sword was left in the Jiegui Well to suppress the luck of demons, while the male sword was passed down to future generations of heavenly masters to kill demons and eliminate demons.
No matter what kind of monster it is, or even a legendary fairy, when encountering this sword, it will be as if it is a formidable enemy. It would be good if it can exert its magical power to the fullest.
However, for some reason, Moro's body as a demon and Buddha was not afraid of the divine sword, and he could still be reborn after his limbs were severed!
"Taichong, send Abbot Huichen away."
The old Heavenly Master said calmly.
Huichan obviously knew Lao Tianshi. He shook his head and said: "Zhang Tianshi, I know you have always looked down on me, but this battle is related to the safety of the people of Luoyang. Even if I die in the battle, I will never escape!"
The old Tianshi glanced at him and said: "We haven't seen you for many years, but you really impressed me. That old monk Fujue is quite capable of teaching a disciple like you."
Huichan still wanted to speak, but the old master waved his hand.
"You are seriously injured now. If you stay here, you will only get in the way. Get out of here. I don't want to have to take care of you while I'm killing someone."
Huichan was stunned for a moment, his mouth trembled slightly, but he couldn't speak.
The corner of Li Daoxuan's mouth twitched slightly, good fellow, is the old man speaking so mercilessly?
No wonder the master is called the most ruthless person in Longhu Mountain. It turns out that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. He learned all this from the old man.
Li Daoxuan tapped lightly and used the magical power of moving stars to change battles, preparing to send Hui Chan away from here.
"Amitabha!"
Huichan took a deep look at Li Daoxuan, and even though he only had one arm, he still bowed to Li Daoxuan and made a big salute.
He didn't speak, but Li Daoxuan understood what he meant. He was begging him to protect Luoyang.
Before being sent away, Hui Chan heard the voice of the Heavenly Master, calm and firm.
"Don't worry, the old master is here, Luoyang is here."
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After Hui Chan left, the Heavenly Master stepped forward with his sword in hand, looked at the body of the Demon Buddha that combined the sacred and the evil in the sky, and sneered.
"Moro, are you recovering? Your hand can grow back if you cut it off, but I don't know if your ugly head can grow back if it is cut off?"
Moro looked down at the white-haired old man condescendingly, his eyes showing unprecedented seriousness.
"Ten Rakshasa, I really can't stop you."
The old Heavenly Master said calmly: "Send ten little kids to stop me, Moro, you are looking down on the old Taoist."
Moro shook his head and sighed: "I knew they couldn't stop you, but I didn't expect that ten Yang gods... couldn't even make you Zhang Zhiyan stay for a moment. You are such a waste."
Among the people, the one he fears the most is Zhang Zhiyan.
No one knows better than him what amazing power this old body contains.
In order to get rid of Zhang Zhiyan, he had planned for many years and worked hard to lay out a big picture.
First, he bewitched the True Lotus and asked it to poison Zhang Zhiyan, and then created a perfect dream world to resurrect his dead wife.
As the former Demon King of the Sixth Heaven of Desire Realm, what Moro is best at is discerning people's hearts.
He has already seen that Zhang Zhiyan's biggest weakness is his guilt and longing for his deceased wife. If you grasp this, you can kill him!
Facts have proved that his idea was very correct. Zhang Zhiyan was willing to stay in the dreamland. Even with his great supernatural powers, he could not make any trouble.
But what Moro didn't expect was that Zhang Zhiyan's wife, a mortal woman who had never been in his eyes, actually rejected the temptation of immortality and chose to die in a dream, just to let her husband escape from the prison.
In the end, he failed and let Pan Dan die there.
"It's a pity that I couldn't kill you in the dream. It turns out that mortals can also refuse the temptation of immortality."
Moro is cunning and insidious, and is good at taking advantage of people's hearts, but he has never personally experienced people's love, hatred, and hatred. Zhang Zhiyan's wife undoubtedly taught him a lesson.
Hearing the other party mention his wife, the Heavenly Master's eyes narrowed.
"Feng Yun also wants to live forever, but compared to living forever, she doesn't want to embarrass me even more."
"It's a pity that I always make things difficult for her."
There was a look of guilt in the eyes of the old Heavenly Master. He recalled that when he was young, he kept running for the ideal of exterminating demons and protecting the world with swords. Every time Feng Yun sent him down the mountain, he would stand there for a long time and refused to leave.
From the time she reached her haircut, the best years of her life were spent alone in Longhu Mountain.
The eldest son Zhang Jiuxiao felt guilty all his life because of Feng Yun's death, and eventually went astray.
The old Heavenly Master raised the divine sword in his hand and slowly brushed it away with his sword fingers. The Heavenly Master's blood soaked into the edge of the sword, making the sword's sharp edge stronger and emitting a clear and loud sword sound, like a phoenix chirping in the sky and a dragon singing in the sky!
His gaze became sharper and sharper, and the Bagua Taoist robe fluttered and made a sound like a flag.
"Moluo, I have only one wish in this life, and that is to kill you to appease my wife's spirit in heaven!"
"Haha, Zhang Zhiyan, you alone can't do anything to this demonic Buddha!"
"Then try it."
The eyes of Moro and the old Heavenly Master met. The storm between heaven and earth was turbulent. The invisible momentum was like the weight of Mount Tai, which made Li Daoxuan, who was helping out, feel a tightness in his chest.
Roar!
The phantom of a dragon and tiger appeared behind the old Heavenly Master, roaring and roaring. This was the magical power of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger in the Thirty-Six Methods of Tiangang. He captured the energy of the dragon and tiger for his own use, which could not only protect the body, but also kill the enemy.
"jingle!"
Li Daoxuan took the lead in ringing the plague bell.
Even though he was a demon and Buddha, he could not completely ignore the power of the immortal weapon. As the bells entered his ears, Moro's spirit felt briefly dizzy.
Whoosh!
With a flash of golden light, like a roc flapping its wings, the old Heavenly Master used his great magical power to spread golden light across the ground. In an instant, he crossed the void, held the divine sword in his hand, and slashed at Moro's neck.
This cooperation is perfect.
"cut!"
The sword light flashed, and it was still the Taiyi Tiangang Sword Technique. Ten thousand swords returned to one, returning to their original nature. The long river of sword energy condensed into Taiyi Gang Qi, which was indestructible!
clang! ! !
With a loud bang, sparks flew out, and the sound of gold and stone was deafening.
The old Heavenly Master stood in the void, and the divine sword in his hand cut into the Buddha's hand three inches deep, but in the end it did not cut off the golden body of Maitreya.
It turned out that at the critical moment, Moro used his strong spirit to break free from the control of the plague bell, protected his neck with Maitreya Buddha's hand, and blocked the sword.
The three-five evil-killing male and female swords can cut off the devil's hand, but they cannot cut off the Buddha's hand.
The Taoist Divine Sword restrains the demons in the world, but it does not restrain the Buddhist Golden Body.
If it were an Arhat's golden body, it would have been cut off by this sword, but Maitreya was one of the three Buddhas, and his physical body was extremely strong, so he was able to block the Heavenly Master's sword.
"Hmph, do you think I can't kill you if I put a turtle shell on you?"
The old Heavenly Master turned into streaks of golden light, and his attack was fierce and domineering. He slashed out seventy-two swords in a row. Accompanied by the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring, the energy of the swords rose into the sky, eclipsing the blood moon above his head.
Dense sword marks appeared on the body of the Demon Buddha, most of which were on Maitreya Gold.
But these sword marks are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The old Heavenly Master fell to the ground again, exhaled deeply, and white smoke appeared from the top of his head, as if clouds were rising.
"Zhang Zhiyan, you are indeed very powerful. You can injure the Buddha's golden body with a mortal body. If you were born a thousand years ago, at worst you could achieve the status of an immortal. It's a pity..."
Moro said word by word: "You are a mortal after all, and you are still an old mortal."
Mortal flesh and blood is too fragile to become an immortal. Even with Zhang Zhiyan's cultivation level, he cannot escape the forbidden curse of birth, old age, illness and death.
Among these seventy-two swords, Moro could feel that Zhang Zhiyan's speed was getting slower and slower, and his strength was also declining.
"You're right. The old Taoist is already one hundred and twenty-four years old. If he doesn't overcome the calamity and become an immortal, I'm afraid he won't be able to live for many more years."
Zhang Zhiyan was slightly out of breath.
It's been too long since he's done this with all his strength.
There are basically not many old friends left with him when he traveled the world. Every year during the holidays, he would wait in Longhu Mountain for a long time before his old friends came as promised, and he could always feel the ruthlessness of the years.
Can a decayed body kill a god?
"However, I still want to give it a try."
Zhang Zhiyan clenched the hilt of the sword and laughed: "Old man, please accompany me to go crazy again."
Groan!
The male and female Sanwu Evil Slaying Sword made a sword sound, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if in response to the old Heavenly Master's words.
"Haha, Zhang Zhiyan, you are just a mortal after all."
Moro pointed his finger, and the lotus platform under his seat turned into countless black umbilical cords, rushing towards the old Celestial Master, wrapping around him like silkworm chrysalises.
"Master!"
Li Daoxuan was shocked. He took the sword secret and prepared to help the old master.
However, a huge Buddha's hand hit him, and the space seemed to collapse. Maitreya's hand hung down from the clouds, as if to suppress the world.
Li Daoxuan had no choice but to let the three swords of Chixiao, Bailong and Juque turn around and shoot towards the Buddha's hand.
clang!
A clear voice sounded. Faced with three flying swords of the spirit treasure level, Buddha's hand didn't even leave any traces at all, and he continued to shoot towards Li Daoxuan.
Under the Buddha's hand, even the space was frozen.
"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all things. I have cultivated extensively for hundreds of millions of kalpas to prove my supernatural powers. Within and outside the three realms, only Tao is the most respected. There is golden light in my body, which reflects my body!"
At the critical moment, Li Daoxuan silently recited the golden mantra, and thousands of rays of light shot out.
clang! ! !
He was directly smashed dozens of feet into the ground, coughing out a stream of blood from his mouth. His proud body seemed to be falling apart, and there was a sense of soreness and numbness.
At this moment, Li Daoxuan finally knew how much pressure the old Heavenly Master was facing.
The current Moro has definitely gone far beyond the realm of Yangshen and has reached the level of immortal Buddha!
"Daddy, drink quickly!"
The little flower god quickly handed over the nectar he had collected so hard.
Li Dao
Using the Great Five Elements Escape Technique, he returned to the ground again and immediately looked at the Heavenly Master.
"Master!!"
The dense umbilical cord was wrapped tightly like a dragon, as if it wanted to twist the old and tired body into pieces.
Moro showed a sneer and said: "Li Daoxuan, no one can save you this time -"
Zhila!
Rays of electric light shone through the gaps in the umbilical cords, becoming brighter and brighter.
boom!
The electric light splashed and danced vertically and horizontally, electrocuting those disgusting umbilical cords into ashes.
At this moment, the old Heavenly Master was filled with thunderous light from head to toe, and his pair of weathered eyes turned into the color of purple electricity, as if they were guiding the thunder from the sky.
Boom!
Thousands of miles of thunderclouds gathered, and hundreds of feet of purple lightning crossed the sky.
Li Daoxuan was startled and murmured: "This... this is... the Five Thunder Yang Yuan Gong?"
No, that's not right. There are only eight levels of "Five Thunder Yang Yuan Gong". Even if you practice to the highest level, you are just like Zhang Jiuxiao. How can it have such power?
The voice of the Heavenly Master sounded, full of pride.
"Taichong, watch out. Master will teach you today the... ninth level of "Five Thunder Yang Yuan Gong"!"
Boom! ! !
Thousands of miles of thunder clouds, with majestic energy, finally brewed only five thunderbolts, which fell on the old Heavenly Master.
The golden sky thunder - controls the order of heaven and fortune in the four seasons, brings about the occurrence of all things, protects disasters, and suppresses evil spirits and plagues!
Black mines - the main source of all things, nourishing the grains, restraining the land, praying for rain and sunshine!
White mine - also known as "dragon thunder", is mainly used to cause rain, save drought, destroy dragons, raise storms, kill mirages, and manage water houses!
Purple divine thunder - mainly for killing, not worshiping gods, causing monsters, and the five pillars of mountains and rivers, Buddhist temples, pagodas, houses, and the elves of mountains and rivers!
The cyan She Lei - also known as the "demon thunder", kills the elves of ancient artifacts, subdues the old spirit, cuts down altars and destroys temples!
The great power of Tiangang, master the five thunders!
The five thunders gathered together, and the wooden hairpin that tied the old master's hair instantly turned into powder, and the long silver hair danced wildly, flowing with dazzling lightning, penetrating into every inch of his flesh and blood and lungs, stimulating the deepest potential.
His old body began to look younger, and his silver hair actually turned black. His muscles bulged under the Bagua Taoist robe, like steel poured into iron, and his whole person was almost a decade younger.
"Jiuxiao, that skill you have been obsessed with, my father helped you complete it."
"Today we, father and mother, will help your mother avenge her."
The old master closed his eyes and seemed to see the little boy who planted hibiscus flowers every year in front of his wife's grave. He was so stubborn and so lonely.
boom!
The earth under the old Heavenly Master's feet cracked open, like a landslide, and he soared up into the sky, like a bolt of lightning that split the sky, and the divine sword in his hand was filled with endless thunder!
Moro was startled and quickly stretched out his Buddha's hand to block the sword.
clang! ! !
"Is it blocked?"
Li Daoxuan clenched his fists and stared closely at the extremely brilliant lightning.
Boom! ! !
With a flash of lightning, the sky and the earth turned white. Even Li Daoxuan could only close his eyes, feeling burning pain in his eyes.
After a few breaths, he opened his eyes again and saw that the Heavenly Master had fallen to the ground, the thunder light on his body disappeared, and he turned into a gray-haired appearance again.
"Master...did he win?"
The old Heavenly Master propped his sword on the ground and said nothing, except for a slight cough.
boom!
Two things fell from the sky, hitting the ground and causing dust to fly. The strong wind blew up and fluttered his robes.
The same is a golden Buddha's hand.
There was another one, a huge, hideous head that was half Buddha and half demon, with unbelievable astonishment still in its pupils.
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