Chapter 587 The Peerless Overlord

Outside the underground cave, in the swamp outside an entrance, an old monk in a robe was holding a tin staff, with white eyebrows slightly frowned, looking in a certain direction below.

"It should be a battle, strange! King Xiang is in the tomb. Those two things should have not appeared yet. It is the Ziji Dan in the deputy tomb. It is not surprising that this is not the case! But these two juniors, it is true. Amazing. Although it is said that the spiritual wave is imminent, but in just over twenty years, there have been so many outstanding talents, it is really unbelievable—”

Jing Yin walked aside, following the old monk's footsteps. But with a strange expression on his face, he said: "Uncle Cifang! Is it really okay not to look for the tomb of King Xiang at this time, but to just stay outside?"

The Ci Fang couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and tapped Jing Yin's head with his tin staff: "You say that I am a Buddhist family, neither do I covet the throne of the god emperor, nor do I have the heart to do the king's deeds, and I want the emperor Abi What is the use of the seat? As for the Ziji Pill, the Buddha is merciful, and those of us who practice Buddhism will be accommodated in the Paradise of Paradise after death. It doesn’t matter if the lifespan is more or less. It might as well be a fight. This book, even for my Buddhist sect, is quite beneficial. Other things can be avoided—"

Jing Yin let out a soft 'Huh', and his face became bright. It seems to be strange, since the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sky Realm is not coming for the Abi Emperor and Ziji Pill, why do they bring so many fellow practitioners? The momentum is huge, not inferior to the Dao and Demon families——

"My Buddhist family took root in the cloud world only after the death of King Xiang. But by chance, I know some secrets of this man."

The Ci Fang shook his head slightly, but he explained without thinking: "Although this man died, it was rumored that he cut his neck and cut himself off. But the corpse stood there for nearly a month, full of resentment. The great man who founded the country, Can't bear to move his corpse. Let his remaining subordinates restrain his corpse. However, no matter where it is placed, there must be frequent disasters and boiling resentment. In the end, he had no choice but to bury this King Xiang in Yunmeng Ze for a while. In the blessed land of no one."

Listen quietly, these things have nothing to do with her, but it sounds interesting.

But then Ci Fang sighed and looked around: "But after ten thousand years, look here. The excellent tomb has become an extremely fierce place again. The mist gathers, and the resentment rages. Then In addition, the Abi Throne, which was sacrificed from the blood of the six royal families, is really not reassuring!"

As soon as he spoke, Ci Fang took out a gold pillar and stuck it heavily in the mud.

About twenty feet long, the surface is full of dense scriptures.

Jing Yin just glanced at it, and knew that the paintings on it were the Zhong'aghan Dapin Sutra of Conquering Demons, the Dazang King Kong Sutra of Conquering Demons, and the Ksitigarbha Sutra for transcendence. He couldn't help but let out an 'ah', and understood: "Master, are you worried about the resurrection of King Xiang?"

Naturally, it wasn't a real resurrection, otherwise there would be no need for these two powerful scriptures for subduing demons.

"Not yet! Just be prepared—"

The Cifang looked helpless: "After King Chi, there have been three invincible overlords in this world, the Overlord Xiang Chu, the Heavenly King Ran Wu, and one Lu Wushuang. They were all heroes for a lifetime, but they died extremely miserable. None of them He is a reassuring person!"

Speaking of this, Cifang asked again with a smile: "But Jingyin, why are you here? Could it be because of that boundless light and endless darkness?"

Ciyin said 'ah', she didn't want to lie or cheat, and she didn't want to say anything, so she could only keep silent.

There are more than a dozen sects of Buddhism, although they are still in harmony with each other, they also compete with each other. She also didn't know whether she should tell this matter in front of this old monk.

The Ci Fang didn't care, and said with a 'hey' in his mouth: "Don't worry! This matter is very important to my Buddhist family. All the sects in this world are happy to see it come true. Let me guess again, Could it be that Zhao Yanran is one of your Pure Land sects? This woman is not bad, but she does not have a body with dual veins. Could it be of any benefit? And I just watched her. It seems that she is using the tripod of the Seven Spirits The Furnace Embryo method is practiced, so it enters the realm extremely quickly. However, it seems that the cauldron embryo has been reversed. The more this woman benefits, the harder it will be for her to escape the control of the person who performed the spell in the future—”

Ciyin was stunned for a moment, reversed the tripod fetus? She hadn't noticed it before. I just feel that Zhao Yanran's entry is indeed too fast. I remember that when I first met, I was just entering the seventh level, but now I have reached the peak level of the seventh level.

Originally thought that this Zhao Yanran was exceptionally talented, but only now did she realize that it was because of the method that was so similar to the way of magic.

If so, then the one who is the 'cauldron' of the cauldron must be that Zongshou.

Probably some method was used to force Zhao Yanran to—

Thinking of Kong Yao who was still being forcibly detained in Qiantian Mountain until now, Ciyin had confirmed her guess.

This Zong Shou first forcibly detained him because of peeping at her beauty, and then deliberately spread rumors to destroy his reputation.

Such a vicious person, what kind of means can't come out? It's really hateful and annoying.

In this way, my most important thing now is not to persuade Yanran to convert to Buddhism. Instead, it is right to untie the relationship between the two, the relationship between Ding Yutai!

Just thinking like this, but listening to Ci Fang, he smiled slightly: "But this time, Senior Linghai asked you to do half of the matter, really made a wrong calculation."

Jing Yin was taken aback when he heard the words. Immediately, his face turned red again, knowing the meaning of Ci Fang.

Linghai asked her to return to vulgarity, but she really couldn't tell anyone what she meant.

After knowing that this person with boundless light and endless darkness is actually a woman. She also breathed a sigh of relief, if she really wanted to do that kind of thing, she would be ashamed to death.

At this time, Ci Fang suddenly let out a surprise, and looked up at the sky.

Following his gaze, he saw a light and shadow above, suddenly descending. Like the falling of the stars, when it reached three thousand hundred feet, it was finally clear that it was a mass of sword light.

fierce! Sharp! The sword light is sharp to the extreme!

Layers of forbidden spirit patterns in the sky kept shining, and countless spiritual methods were triggered.

But it was forcibly broken by the sword light. The constant impact, constant piercing, can't stop it for a moment.

This is Zong Shou? And Zhao Yanran?

As soon as this thought popped up in her mind, Jing Yin only listened to that Cifang, and took a breath of cold air.

"Strong! So strong! Unexpectedly, there is such a peerless overlord in this world again! Hey, the middle realm of sword and soul, the unity of spirit and martial arts. Could it be that this person is the Qiantian Demon King? I don't know why, so anxious?"

The strength surged, and when it reached a hundred feet, it didn't go through the entrance at all. Instead, he directly chose the direction that Cifang was looking at with abnormal spiritual power. It directly crashed down, and the mighty sword glow first shook the mud away. All the stone layers below that were firmly embedded in the magic weapon were also cut to pieces!

Then with a bang, Jing Yin retreated a dozen steps in a row, her face extremely pale.

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Where the knife shadow passed, the big black hand broke away in an instant, but it still didn't stop. As if cutting through time and space, it directly attacked Wu Xuan.

That Wu Xuan was slightly startled, and suddenly a sense of panic hit his heart. Without any hesitation, there was a roar, and the blood surged in an instant, and he punched out with two fists. The fist of hell almost completely turned this tomb into a Senluo hell!

There is a saying in Buddhism that the kingdom of Buddha is in the palm of your hand, but at this moment, his fist seems to contain a world of evil spirits!

But there was only a soft sound of 'Zheng', and almost everything was cut open where the knife light passed.

Those dots of stars and that roaring ghost were easily cut off!

Since it can cut through time and space, how can it not cut into pieces this small starry sky? A climateless world!

Among the many ninth-rank monks, there were only two figures flickering in the room. The knife and the fist collided dozens of times in a row amidst the starlight.

Just half a moment later, Wu Xuan finally backed away. But his face was extremely gloomy, his fists were still clenched, but trembling slightly.

If you look closely, there is actually blood dripping from that fist. Countless bloodstains were cut on that bowl-like fist.

In the entire tomb, the twenty or so ninth-rank monks who came here were all silent.

Everyone was staring at this scene in a daze. The real Wuji was still in a daze, and Yan Rui was also in a daze.

The unity of spirit and martial arts——

This Li Wuhui, although he can only reach the most superficial level, may have just stepped into this door just now.

But really, it's a good combination of spirit and martial arts!

The same thought flashed in their hearts, this Li Wuhui was so strong!

Fighting against Wu Xuan and Xiaoxiang, they will not be defeated within half an hour!

This is No Return Sword Lord?

At this moment, it wasn't just Wu Xuan who had an extremely ugly expression on his face, that Xiao Xiangzi also had astonishment in his eyes.

Li Wuhui was already standing on the spot with the knife in his hand. Between the chest and abdomen, several places collapsed, and the left arm was dripping with blood.

However, the right hand holding the knife is still stable, and the wound is constantly recovering.

"Li Wuhui quite understood the battle with Zongshou in Shangxiao Mountain. Unfortunately, at the time of 476 knives, he didn't dare to continue."

Speaking of this, Li Wuhui looked at the two of them with a smile again: "Could it be that the two of you still think that we are waiting, which is not worthy of the name? Do you want to continue fighting? Even now, I still feel that the demon king is far stronger than the next one. Be careful If you pissed him off, no matter what kind of Taoist sect you are, you can crush a few of them to death with just one finger—”

The Taoist Wuji let out a cold snort, hidden in anger. Wu Xuan's gaze also turned slightly cold.

"Hey, I have underestimated you a bit! You can be called the Lord of Wuhui Saber. But how long can you last now, two hours, or three hours? If it will only anger me, Wu Xuan .Then congratulations, you, Li Wuhui, have done it!"! .