Chapter 1017 Three Pure Ones

"What kind of boxing is this?!"

"Don't let him kill the enemy!"

Another person shouted: "Once he kills the enemy, the boxing will be accomplished!"

They are all the Tianjiao saints of the big sects, and they all have extraordinary eyesight. They have seen the difference of the weapon spirit.

Unexpectedly, the weapon spirit punched Chen Yufei of the Wei De Fa League without any resistance.

Once he kills Chen Yufei, no matter how much the boxing is improved, who among the younger generation will be his opponent.

"Save people!"

After the words fell, the divine light suddenly appeared.

The Xiantai chariot fell from the sky.

It was going to smash the monk of the Full Moon Long Fist to death.

It had no choice.

The boxing route changed and went straight to the Xiantai.

Boom!

The Xiantai chariot was smashed into pieces by a punch, and turned into ruins all over the sky.

A handsome and slightly seductive young man came out of the void, "Do you know me?!"

The young man holding the Yin-Yang Heart-Slashing Sword said to himself without waiting for the Ghost King to answer: "Don't be so arrogant, spirit of the weapon. I am Liu Yanghe from the Hehuan Sect."

The excitement and joy in his eyes were beyond words, and he said loudly: "It's not unfair for Cui Jianlu to lose. If he didn't lose, how could I have the opportunity!"

Buzz.

Another figure stood on the cloud, it was Wang Yuwei from Dongxuantian, who said: "Brother Liu, do you want to take the treasure for yourself?"

"Why don't I get involved too."

Xun Gui smiled and looked at Wang Yuwei, as if he wanted to persuade him to retreat.

"Amitabha."

"According to the Buddha's decree, take back the magic weapon." The monk in a robe stayed in the rolling clouds and bowed: "I hope you fellow Taoists will give me a face for the Buddhist sect."

While speaking, he also looked at Xuannan who was watching the battle, opened his mouth and moved but no sound came out.

It should be a message to Xuannan about something.

"Heh, since when did a bald donkey need a magic weapon?"

The young man in a Taoist robe immediately stepped on the cloud at the instruction of Emperor Tang An.

"Daoyou, we meet again."

Cui Jianlu also walked down, smiling and looking at the green-faced evil ghost who was surrounded in the center and commented on by everyone.

Tu Shanjun frowned slightly.

This time when he met Cui Jianlu, why was his temperament so different from the last time?

Tu Shanjun snorted coldly and said nothing.

The last time the Zunhun Banner did not capture Cui Jianlu's Yin Shen, it should be that the Yin Shen did not exist in that body at all.

The other party used the power of the Taoist body to create an incarnation.

But this time, since Cui Jianlu is confident that he can stir up troubled waters and gain benefits, he must exert his due strength, so that the body will have a Yuan Shen resident.

No matter whether it is Yin Shen, Yang Shen or Dharma, even a trace of one of the three gods is enough.

Wang Yuwei immediately interrupted the two people's "reminiscing" and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, who can get the treasure, speak with ability!"

Since the ancestors of all parties have already advised, and the Ancient Immortal Tower and Shangqing Daomen are guarantors.

Then this battle is fair.

At least those Taoist ancestors will not end so early.

Even if they are old and dying, they dare not offend the Ancient Immortal Tower and Shangqing Daomen at the same time, because at least they are not dead yet.

"The Great Dao is constant."

"The road of life and death is open!"

Wang Yuwei knew that he was slightly weaker, and he had to seize the opportunity.

As his road of life and death unfolded in the sky, the already shaky forbidden land of the gods completely emerged with real cracks.

The manifestation of the Dao pattern of life and death made the decay of the forbidden land of the gods faster, but now he didn't care much.

"Good for you, Wang Yuwei!"

The cultivators were furious.

At the same time, they all attacked, as if they were going to start a melee.

The red-haired ghost saint who was in the center of the chaos was naturally not spared.

Tushan Jun knew that this battle was inevitable.

Moreover, the Tianjiaos’ target was him. Even if they would fight each other, the ultimate target was still Shou He behind him. Thinking of this, Tushan Jun decided not to hide any strength.

Twist the spell.

The formation of the temple was completely revealed.

The battle formation used the soul flag as the center of the formation to protect Shou He and the Pantao Divine Medicine.

This was the backup plan that Tushan Jun had arranged long ago.

It was also the first time that he walked out of this place with his main soul body.

It really came in handy.

"Come on!"

Raised his hand to grab it.

The blue iron flag of the holy soldier's self-esteem soul flag flew out and landed steadily in Tushan Jun's blue and white ghost hand.

He looked at more than ten Tianjiaos.

The purple-black lines gathered from the two horns.

The black and red eyes emitted two scorching divine lights.

The blue and white ghost hand made a seal.

The fangs shook and chanted the spell.

The hair crown fell.

The robe fluttered.

The hoarse voice of the Tianyuan evil ghost came.

"Three thousand golden medals, chop my coffin of ascension."

"I ascend to heaven, cultivate the Dao and the devil!"

"Ascension."

"Start!"

The great magical power secret technique was performed, and Tushan Jun's face seemed to have two more masks.

One side was silver-white, like a banished immortal, extraordinary.

The other side was like a demon king from the endless abyss, with a stern evil intent.

In the middle of the immortal and the demon king was a green-faced evil ghost.

The three-color streamer was facing the white, green and black.

"The great magical power ancient technique of Taiyi Ascension Sect?!"

The Tianjiao were shocked.

I didn't expect that this weapon spirit knew so many things.

Even the ascension technique.

However, they didn't think that this was the treasure of Taiyi Ascension Sect. The weapon spirit knew a lot of things. If he knew a spell from a certain sect, it would belong to that sect, and there would be more to tear.

Even if the cultivators of Taiyi Ascension Sect were in front of them, they would never admit the ownership of the weapon spirit.

Moreover, the formation behind the weapon spirit was also extraordinary.

It looks like the aftertaste of an ancient formation, but it also disperses cold wind and strange fog, spreading far into the sky like silt and covering the earth.

Under the Immortal Ascension Technique, Tu Shanjun's spiritual aura has already reached a peak.

One step fell, and the marks were carved.

Even heaven and earth can no longer accommodate him.

The fluctuation broke free from the divine restraint, making everyone who was originally suppressed feel a sense of relief, as if the oxygen mask on their faces was finally removed, and they could breathe freely and naturally.

Tushanjun, who tore apart the sky and the earth, suddenly disappeared.

In an instant, I only saw him appearing in front of the genius of the Weide Law Alliance.

Chen Yufei's liver and gallbladder were split apart when he saw the great repair of one or three identical bodies coming.

Suddenly the universe of saints will be revealed.

Open up the Dharma that reaches the sky.

However, he was still too slow. The universe was crushed by the hammer before it could replace this world. The flame at the end of the hammer seemed to be never extinguished.

boom.

A hammer fell.

The armor's scales and shell couldn't withstand the shattering, and his body also suffered horrific damage.

The backhand that the ancestor of the sect left for him to use to save his life was completely triggered. Unfortunately, he himself felt as if he had been hit hard by a millstone on the road, and his whole body could no longer lift any strength.

He fell into the sky in the raging fire of karma, not knowing whether he would live or die.

The moment Tu Shanjun took action, Hehuan Sect Liu Yanghe also moved.

The Yin-Yang Heart-Severing Sword splits the space and cuts into the heart.

The moment Tu Shanjun turned around, he knew that the holy weapon in his hand was no match for the Heart-Deplacing Sword. The holy weapon and the divine weapon seemed to be one word apart, but in reality they were worlds apart.

When the divine weapon was chopped down, a deep long mark immediately appeared on the holy weapon in his hand.

How appalling.

One of the holy soldiers was almost cut apart by a sword.

If this sword was not resisted by the saint weapon and struck the person's body solidly, not to mention being cut in half immediately, the saint's heaven and earth inside his body would be cut apart. It would really be like dividing yin and yang with one sword.

Among so many geniuses, Liu Yanghe of the Hehuan Sect is undoubtedly the top one. No wonder he disdains Cui Jianlu.

Boom!

The drum of reincarnation beats.

Cui Jianlu flipped the small drum in his hand, and the thunderous sound of the road turned into a millstone of reincarnation to crush Tushanjun completely to death.

He may be here to fulfill his promise.

boom.

The red-haired Tushanjun, who was shouldering the heavy pressure of the avenue, was severely shaken.

"kill!"

Wang Yuwei's twin shovels of life and death went straight to the forehead of the three-phase dharma body.

"Let's take action together!"

The Taoist and Buddhist monks also took action, and the other geniuses scrambled to take the lead.

Even Tang Anhuang, who was still in the outer heaven, was a little moved, but he still didn't take action.

Master Ruzang, who was leading the young novice, did not participate in this chaotic battle.

Many of the remaining ones were not even qualified to participate in the war. At the moment when the Avenue of Reincarnation vibrated with the sound of drums, many monks could barely hold on to the body-protecting Qi, but they still couldn't avoid bleeding from their seven orifices.

…

All kinds of magical powers and ancient treasures completely overwhelmed the red-haired ghost saint.

The monks who participated in the war were all geniuses, and they all had well-known names in China.

Even Tu Shanjun, who had mastered the art of ascending to immortality, was tired of dealing with it. He was often blocking one and then being blocked by another, and he couldn't even use the magic.

…

"Senior, my master...!"

The hook-nosed monks who were watching the battle were shocked and nervous, and their foreheads were covered with beads of sweat even when they were not present.

"The battle at Tushan was very dangerous."

The monk wearing a bamboo hat continued: "Unless he abandons the big formation behind him and forms in all directions, he still has a chance to win."

The devil standing aside widened his eyes, for fear of missing something, and tightly held on to the joy on his face. He had been looking forward to the death of the old devil for hundreds of years. Could it be that this time he could see the old devil die? In front of yourself?

As soon as his thoughts changed, the devil lost interest.

If you really want to kill the old devil, you have to give him no chance.

Obviously, as a demon, it couldn't do it.

…

Tu Shanjun did not remove the formation from all directions, nor did the Ghost King reappear.

Only the mask-like Immortal Lord and Demon Lord were seen struggling.

Tear.

Tao rhyme fluctuates.

Half of the face was torn open and turned into a complete head.

The immortal king, the demon king, and the evil ghost divided into three heads.

The Immortal Lord was dressed in wild silver hair.

The devil dances with black hair.

The evil ghost is still scarlet.

Not only did the head that fit together separate, but the shoulders also slowly separated, and four arms sprouted out.

The seal carving patterns on the Immortal Lord's arms make those arms glow with silvery white light. Even the pair of fleshy palms are particularly sacred. Platinum-like oval-shaped nails are inlaid on the palms, reaching towards the sky.

The Demon King does exactly the same thing.

However, his palms were filled with black energy, like a demon from outside.

call out!

Two more holy soldiers flew out from the iron surface of the soul flag.

Fall into the hands of the Immortal Lord and Demon King.

The six arms wield three holy weapons.

Immediately grab hold of all directions.

Drip, drop, drop.

It's like the ancient emperor resurrected in military tactics.

…

Xuande called out to Amitabha, then looked at Emperor Tang An and asked, "Is it true or false?"

"It's all true!"

Tang Anhuang opened his mouth wide in surprise.

He also thought that the ghost king's three heads and six arms were imitations of supernatural powers.

You must know that even among the younger generation of Taiyi Immortal Sect, there is no one who can use the Immortal Ascension Technique to this extent, let alone improve it to a higher level on the basis of the Immortal Ascension Technique.

The separated Immortal Lord and Demon King are not incarnations at all, they are also the original deity!

Xuan Nan asked again: "Isn't this the secret weapon of your sect, Yi Qi Hua San Qing?"

Emperor Tang An looked confused.

It was written all over: 'I don't know! '

No?

Who is the disciple of the sect?

Xuan Nan looked like, do you think I believe it or not?

He has used all his tricks like this, but he is still pretending to be confused.

It has to be said that the Taoist sect is full of masters of pretending to be confused. The old ones can pretend, and the young ones are not bad either. They have acted perfectly at such a young age. No wonder Emperor Tang An is praised as a senior brother.

…

"Young people are formidable."

The old Taoist Wei, who was sitting here, sighed.

Where did the ancestor find such a monster?

A monster is good.

If it wasn't a monster, it would be impossible to open up the situation.

However, why didn't he hear any news? Are they keeping it secret from him?

The old Taoist Wei hesitated. It's not easy to end the mess.

And it's been going on until now...

Someone is going to die.

That ghost king with three heads and six arms is not a good person at all.

If he is given enough time, I am afraid that all the geniuses who besieged him, except Liu Yanghe and Cui Jianlu, will die here.

The Taoist sect cannot bear such a big responsibility.