Chapter 1507: The Power of Taoism, the Battle Between Taoism and the King of Martial Arts

Inside the Wuwang Mansion.

The blood and aura of Wuwang are like swallowing a scorching sun, and ghosts and gods cannot get close to him.

The aura is so powerful and terrifying, as if he has mastered the fate of life and death of the gods of heaven and earth, and exerts a domineering and fierce majesty on the Taoist masters, making them feel frightened and trembling.

This feeling is like being suppressed by a natural enemy, with boiling blood and red light shining from all directions, igniting the thoughts, thinking, Tao heart, ghost, and Tao Qi divine light of the Taoist masters.

It is too powerful and terrifying.

Even the "Duren Jing" scriptures recited by the Four Saints of the North Pole, Tianpeng Zhenjun, were blocked by Wuwang's terrible blood light in Wuwang Mansion.

Shinto martial arts finally came to the peak duel.

This is a duel between the Four Saints of the North Pole Tianpeng Zhenjun and Wuwang.

A group of Shinto masters attacked the Wuwang Mansion for two and a half years, and failed dozens of times in a row, but they could not defeat the Wuwang Mansion once. Today, the ancestor of the Corpse Carrying Village, carrying the bronze ancient coffin, attacked the Wuwang Mansion alone.

The leader of the Four Saints of the North Pole, Thunder God, Lightning Mother, Wind Master, and Rain Master, stood behind the thunderclouds with lightning and thunder, projecting a huge and vague shadow of the void, looming in the depths of the thunderclouds, looking down at the Wuwang Mansion from a high position.

This is also a statement of the ancestor of the Corpse Carrying Village.

Those who mess with my funeral will die! Those who block my funeral will die!

Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, we must mourn and transcend for the dead souls!

The Wuwang has a domineering and majestic aura, as if he can control the life and death of the gods of heaven and earth.

As the first powerful god of the Thunder Department, the Four Saints of the North Pole, Tianpeng Zhenjun, is also a great saint who splits corpses thousands of miles away, kills five forms of ghosts, has great compassion and great wishes, and is a great saint with great mercy and great power.

Taoist Zhanmu and his men were refreshed and looked serious: "This battle is finally coming!"

At this time, they held their breath and concentrated their minds, not daring to miss a single thing, thinking that if the ancestor of the Corpse-carrying Village could not hold on, they would help.

Today, they must attack the Wuwang Mansion no matter what. If they miss today's opportunity, they may have to wait for more than two years.

King Wu saw that Tianpeng Zhenjun, one of the Four Saints of the North Pole, was still reciting scriptures, and Tongtian stood outside the Wuwang Mansion. He was covered in blood and shouted angrily.

Although the outside world could not understand what King Wu said, it was not difficult to guess from the anger in his voice that the general meaning was to confuse the public with evil words and pretend to be a ghost.

King Wu made a move.

King Wu was covered in a thick blood light that solidified, and the blood light emitted a terrifying and boundless Yang thought. The Yang thought and blood light turned into a Tongtian True Dragon and coiled behind King Wu, just like a human-shaped dragon standing in King Wu's Mansion! As he raised his hand and clapped, without using much strength, the endless blood on his palm ignited the void, and a palm covering the sky slapped the vague mysterious shadow in the depths of the thundercloud!

The palm of the sky covered the sky with blood and yang blood burned the sky, illuminating the area for several miles, and then a real dragon was seen coiled on the palm. With the majestic power to subdue the real dragon, he slapped away layer after layer of thunderclouds, and went straight to the dragon with a fierce momentum.

Tianpeng Zhenjun, one of the Four Saints of the North Pole, was still preaching and reciting scriptures, and was not disturbed by King Wu. One of his three heads and six arms, with the great power of carrying mountains and capturing dragons, was not afraid that King Wu's yang blood could burn the sky and boil the sea, and raised his palm to capture the real dragon palm print on the palm of the sky covered.

"Seventy-two Changes of Taoist Magic"! The sixteenth change is the water-entering technique!

Diving into the sea and entering the water, you can also go to the underworld. When facing the enemy, water is strong and fire is weak. A defeat is like water, and the army is completely defeated.

It was raining heavily in the sky. All the rootless water gathered on the giant palm of Tianpeng Zhenjun, one of the Four Saints of the North Pole, with ripples of divine light, and then like a basin of cold water, it extinguished the fire dragon and yang fire on the palm of the sky-covering palm, defeated the palm of the sky-covering palm, and slapped into the Wuwang Mansion with a rumble and high-speed friction with the air.

This move of Tianpeng Zhenjun, one of the Four Saints of the North Pole, was very powerful. It collided head-on with the blood of the King of Wu, and even defeated the King of Wu.

He really deserves to be called the first mighty god of the Thunder Department.

He is one of the four guardian gods of Taoism.

Refining the void into reality, condensing the huge blood-colored sky dragon that coiled behind the King of Wu, opened its dragon claws, and roared into the sky to suppress the gods.

The blood of the King of Wu in the sky dragon was too majestic, and the sharp dragon claws could easily split mountains and rocks. After tearing the giant hand of the god apart, it continued to wind and fly into the sky to kill.

The five elements are mutually generated and restrained.

Previously, water was strong and fire was weak.

Now, fire is strong and water is weak.

Water and fire cannot coexist.

However, just as the Dragon Blood Light tore apart the giant hand of the god condensed by the rootless water, there were continuous roars in the sky, and the rumbling thunder and explosions continued.

The Dragon Blood Light seemed to plunge into the thunder pool, and the raindrops in the sky turned into exploding lightning. Every raindrop was exploding, and the lightning was surging, tearing out thousands of lightning.

In the thundercloud, there was the figure of the Five Thunder Emperor preaching and casting spells, and the Northern Water Thunder Emperor assisted, turning the rain into water mines.

Water mines use thunder to bring rain, save droughts, eliminate dragons, poisonous snakes, evil mirages, and monsters, and stir up wind and clouds to harm one side.

At this moment, every drop of rain in the sky carried the thunder thoughts of the Northern Water Thunder Emperor. Millions of raindrops surrounded the Dragon Blood Light and continued to explode, as if trapped under thousands of divine pressures. The Dragon Blood Light stopped here and could no longer break through.

King Wu, standing in the King Wu's mansion, watched his blood energy being blocked by numerous mines. His blood light surged, and a terrifying pure Yang aura emanated from him. Suddenly, he shouted.

This shout shook the earth, and the sound waves rushed up to the sky. A circle of sound waves swept out in all directions with King Wu as the center.

King Wu's shout was like a blazing furnace, and the inner city of the ancient city was filled with King Wu's Yang power. The rain was evaporated, and the mines set by the Five Thunder Emperor were broken.

At the same time, the thunderclouds surrounding the Wuwang Mansion were also mostly dispersed by this Yang Mind Power, revealing the incarnation of the Five Thunder Emperor.

Crackling!

There was a burst of explosions on the body of the Five Thunder Emperor. It was the power of the Yuanshen attached to the five lead-mercury holy fetuses that was being dispersed by the Yang Mind Power of Heaven and Earth, and it was about to disintegrate.

Crack!

Crack!

There were several fine cracks on the body of each Five Thunder Emperor.

The lead-mercury holy fetuses were originally in the late third realm. With the help of the gods, they all jumped to the pseudo-fourth realm. Now, the Wuwang shouted and caused the Dharma body to crack... This is the Wuwang, who has the power to subdue dragons. He alone blocked the pseudo-fourth realm strongest people in the Yang world outside the Wuwang Mansion for two and a half years.

When the Five Thunder Emperor cracked, his spell-casting action stagnated, and the blood light of the sky dragon took the opportunity to increase its fierce light. The dragon claws stepped on the flaming clouds and rushed towards the North Pole Four Saints Tianpeng Zhenjun.

But even at this juncture, the Four Saints of the North Pole Tianpeng True Lord continued to recite the "Duren Sutra", and the world was resounding with his grand voice.

The Four Saints of the North Pole Tianpeng True Lord raised one arm, and the Tianpeng Talisman, which integrated the ten great magical powers of the "Heavenly Demon Holy Art", shone with the divine light of Dingshen Jie.

Anyone who was illuminated by the divine light of Dingshen Jie, like Dinghai Shenzhen, fixed the soul, making the soul attached to the law stable again, and the incarnation of the Five Thunder Emperor was shining again, continuing to help the Four Saints of the North Pole Tianpeng True Lord attack the Wuwang Mansion.

Until the incarnation of the Five Thunder Emperor was stable again, the Wuwang's shout was still spreading far outside the ancient country's giant city. This was the power of Wuwang's shout.

The breath was extremely thick.

The breath was extremely pure Yang.

With one shout, all directions were filled with his terrible Yang thoughts.

"It is indeed the Martial King who has been able to stop us for more than two years. Under the shackles of the Yang world, we are both in the pseudo fourth realm, but the Martial King is like a mountain to us Shinto monks. If it were not for the time law here that can be reincarnated day after day, if it were not for the shackles of the Yang world that limit the realm, I am afraid we would have died in the hands of the Martial King long ago, and there would be no chance for us to fail for two and a half years in a row." Old King Ling sighed.

The more you watch this fight, the more frightened you are. The Shinto masters are all surprised that the ancestor of the Corpse Carrying Village can hold on to the Martial King for so long by himself.

I can't help but admire him again.

Tianpeng Zhenjun, one of the Four Saints of the North Pole, just stabilized the incarnation of the Five Thunder Emperor, and the Tianpeng Marshal Seal held on his six arms burst into divine light. Tianpeng Seal mobilized the heavenly soldiers and generals, and the 36 Thunder Gods of the Thunder Department who were behind him blasted out the Supreme Thunder God Seal of the Zhenjiao level.

This time it was not a water mine, nor was it rootless water, but the collision of the Yang Thunder and the Yang Mind, boom!

With a deafening explosion, a more violent Yang Qi surged between the heaven and earth, filling the nearby heaven and earth.

Because the Yang Qi was too terrifying, even the impurities in the air were ignited by the Yang Qi, turning into a ball of fire clouds that swept across a few miles.

At this time, the sky and the earth were all white, with dazzling and scorching light everywhere.

The people of the ancient country who looked up at the battle covered their eyes in pain, and their eyes were dark, and they fell into temporary blindness, and the tears in their eyes could not stop flowing.

Even the Shinto masters who were comprehending the cycle of life and death were deafened by the shock, opened their eyes in horror, and then were illuminated by the bright light to their eyes and souls, and fell into a state of shock with thunder, fire and flames all over their eyes, ears and brains.

Before, the Four Saints of the North Pole, Tianpeng Zhenjun, had also performed the same magical power, but at that time, these Shinto masters were watching the battle dozens of miles away from the ancient country's giant city. Although their souls were also affected, the feeling was not as intense as it is now.

At this time, even the pseudo-fourth realm strongest people such as Taoist Zhanmu, Master Zunzhu, the Great Elder, the Great Leader, and the Old Marquis were greatly affected. They felt that their thoughts were suppressed by the thunder and fire yang force, their thoughts were not smooth, and their supernatural powers were blocked and unfettered.

The Yuanshen supernatural power was affected by one or two layers.

At this moment, Taoist Zhanmu pulled out the willow branches from his waist and turned into the Tongtian Willow Divine Tree to resist the impact of the yang force of heaven and earth for the elders of Yujing Jinque, helping the elders to wake up from the shock as soon as possible.

The old marquis also sacrificed the Feng Shui Lingzhu with a gloomy look, and got the help of Fengyun, blowing away the thunder and fire breath in the sky, helping the Feng Shui masters of Tianshi Mansion to reduce the impact of thunder and fire.

Tianshi Mansion brought the most people this time, some with high cultivation and some with low cultivation, and they were uneven.

Originally, Tianshi Mansion planned to take advantage of this opportunity to cultivate masters for Tianshi Mansion, but the result was that it was not smooth along the way, and now these people have become a burden that drags them down.

The old marquis's body was already full of death, and after this move, the death aura on his body became even thicker.

Ha.

Just moving the true qi a little bit, he began to breathe heavily. The old marquis's time is running out, and his life span may burn out at any time.

The weakness of the old marquis attracted the attention of the Tianzhu strongmen and the Luosha strongmen, all of whom had their own ulterior motives.

When the thunder and fire impact dissipated, the scales on the surface of the Tianlong blood light body gave birth to a real dragon rune, resisting the thunder god's seal.

At the same time, the forehead of the King of Wu was also shining brightly, with dragon patterns densely covered, just like the real dragon emperor standing in the King of Wu's palace.

The Tianlong blood light was originally the condensed thing of the King of Wu's blood and qi. The two were connected in breath, and the Tianlong blood light was stimulated to produce real dragon runes, and the forehead of the King of Wu also showed dense dragon patterns like dragon scales.

The eyes of the Tianlong blood light were as big as lanterns. It stepped on the fire cloud and soared. With the momentum of the overlord of the sky, it once again killed the North Pole Four Saints Tianpeng Zhenjun.

Seeing that the bloody light of the sky dragon was about to rush into the depths of the thunderclouds to show its ferocity, Tianpeng Zhenjun, one of the Four Saints of the North Pole, who was still preaching the scriptures, just calmly raised his eyes and looked at the bloody light of the sky dragon that was approaching so close.

In the six black pupils of Tianpeng Zhenjun, one can see Pangu's boundless will to support the sky, to support chaos, yin and yang, clear and turbid, and to create the world.

Boom!

The wind and clouds spread rapidly, the dark clouds in all directions quickly dissipated, and the heavy rain disappeared in an instant. In just a moment, the overwhelming wind and rain calmed down in an instant.

"Seventy-two Transformations of Taoist Magic"! The twelfth transformation is the prayer for clearing up!

Pray to the heavens for clearing up after the rain, to eliminate disasters and difficulties, and to make the way of heaven bright. If used on mountain spirits and wild monsters, they will be exposed to the scorching sun, ghosts and monsters will be frightened, and spirits and monsters will die.

The wind comes from the tiger, and the clouds come from the dragon.

As the wind calmed down, the wind and clouds dissipated, and the blood light of the dragon also dissipated.

Dissipated with it were the rootless water of the prayer for rain and the thunderclouds of the cloud summoning technique.

"If you recite this chapter lightly, you will be in trouble. If you offer respectful offerings, your family will prosper. The family will prosper from generation to generation, and you will have good karma. No disasters will affect you, and the gods will protect you. This sutra is noble and wonderful, unique in Yujing, and has saved countless people. It is the ancestor of all paths..."

The voice of the Four Saints of the North Pole, Tianpeng Zhenjun, was loud and resounding over the ancient country's huge city, soothing people's obsessions, persuading people to form a relationship with goodness, let go of obsessions, and let go of themselves. Saving oneself is also saving others.

The voice was deafening.

It was deafening.

The people of the ancient country walked out of their temporary blindness, looked at the Four Saints of the North Pole, and listened to the sutra intently.

The dragon pattern on King Wu's forehead became more dazzling. He raised his hand and clenched it towards the depths of King Wu's palace. Three divine lights flew and fell into King Wu's hands.

Three flawless and clear crystal arrows were revealed.

The arrows were engraved with exquisite dragon scales, and each dragon scale carried a real dragon rune.

King Wu raised his hand again, and a big bow hanging on the main hall behind him also flew into his hand. He easily drew the bow and shot three arrows at once.

As King Wu released the bowstring, the bowstring shook violently, shaking out terrible ripples in the air like a mad lake exploding.

The three divine arrows turned into three dragons that reached the sky, lifelike, with both the shape and spirit of real dragons, and shot at the three heads of the gods of Tianpeng Zhenjun, the Four Saints of the North Pole.

Unexpectedly, Tianpeng Zhenjun, the Four Saints of the North Pole, also made bow-bending and arrow-drawing movements at the same time, and his six arms opened the bow at the same time, shooting out six arrow symbols.

These six arrow symbols carried the evil spirit of Tai Sui.

Tai Sui is like a king, the master of all evil spirits, and the arrow symbol he shot was the Tai Sui bow and arrow symbol.

Only the evil spirit of Tai Sui that can destroy the spiritual light of magic weapons can block the sharpness of the divine arrows.

"Seventy-two Changes of Taoist Magic"! The nineteenth change is the sun shooting technique!

If Yi helps, you will be proficient in shooting covers. Yi shot down nine suns, and the gods and ghosts were frightened. When he faced the enemy, his arrows never missed their targets.