Chapter 2281: Expert Duel
Compared to Fairy Qingxia's happy mood, Yu Jizi's mood was also beautiful beyond words.
Although as many as 60,000 human cultivators died in this battle, almost all of his strategic goals were achieved, and there were even two divine cauldrons as the mysterious grand prize.
Looking at the battlefield that has become calm, it seems that only one area in the southeast is still fighting.
He asked: "What's going on over there?"
Gu Jianchi stepped forward and said: "Returning to Master, I have asked you just now. They are the two saints Xuan Ming and Kong Jian Shen Monk in the heaven, and the senior soul-chasing old man."
Yu Jizi's eyes flashed and he said: "Oh, let's go over and have a look, and take a look at the two divine tripods."
Everyone nodded.
These big guys present know more than the ordinary disciples. Guixuanzong seems to be in name only, but the skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and there are three thousand nails in the broken ship. Guixuanzong was once the largest sect of the demon sect, and it was also It briefly unified the Demon Sect. Within the Demon Sect, there are many descendants of Gui Xuanzong, and they are all very powerful.
Zhuihunsou is the leader of the Nanhai Sanmo. This time he brings more than a thousand Nanhai Sanmo to participate in this battle. Yu Jizi and others have always wanted to see what extraordinary abilities this old man has, and they just want to observe his battle at this moment. Find out more about him.
A group of several hundred human beings, all top-notch cultivation masters, flew towards the battlefield in the southeast direction. In a short time, they arrived at the outskirts of the fight between the four of them.
The large army in the heavenly realm ran away, and many people gathered around the battlefield. The showdown between masters in the heavenly and human realms is not something you can just watch. The opportunity is rare. Even if there are no two cauldrons to grab, many people still gather. Here, after all, watching masters fighting at this level is of great benefit to your own practice.
Seeing Yu Jizi, Master Kongyuan, Xuankong Shenni and other seniors approaching, the onlookers of the righteous disciples immediately moved out of the way in the northwest direction of the battle circle.
The fight between the four people in the field was quite fierce and spectacular.
The ghost-chasing old man was filled with ghostly aura, and transformed into black clouds all over the sky. There were countless densely packed skulls, and he actually let out shrill ghostly cries and wails in broad daylight.
Seeing the divine monk with unfathomable Buddhist cultivation, he activated the golden body of the Thousand-Arhat Arhat. The Buddha's light was dazzling, the Buddha's flames were overwhelming, and his thousands of hands and hundreds of arms were waving continuously, just like the arrival of the Arhat.
White-haired Xuanfeng wielded a silver snow spear, like a white dragon. Every shot fired produced a violent sonic boom, as if every shot pierced this fragile space, which was chilling.
The red-haired Chi Ming danced the blood-refining knife into a blood net. Among the golden Buddha palms and Buddha flames photographed all over the sky, the blood-colored knife light was intertwined. No matter how many Buddha palms and giant arms were struck down, they would all be immediately struck by the bloody knife. The smashing of light.
The four kinds of light, black, gold, white and red, echoed each other in the venue, which made the melon-eaters onlookers excited.
However, it seemed that most people's attention was focused on the withered soul-chasing old man. It was not that they had never experienced the ghost arts before, but this was the first time they had seen such a masterful ghost technique.
Skeletons all over the sky, amidst the weird chants, kept rushing towards the white-haired Xuanfeng. The weird chants and the shrill cries of ghosts formed a strong contrast with the Buddhist Sanskrit sounds sung by Master Kongjian on the battlefield next door, which made people feel calm at the same time. , which is shocking at the same time.
Yujizi took one look and knew that the white-haired Xuanfeng was no match for the Soul-Chasing Old Man. Xuanfeng had not reached the realm of immortality, but the Soul-Chasing Old Man was actually a peerless master of the realm of immortality. The main reason why the two were deadlocked was that Because the soul-chasing old man is too old and his body functions are somewhat weak, he cannot fully display his skills.
Even so, Yu Jizi was still frightened. He said slowly: "The world is so vast that it is like a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. The name of Taoist Soul Chasing Old Man has never been heard in the world, but his ghost skills, I'm afraid that compared to the two great masters of the Human Ghost Sect, Ghost Sword Yaojun and Old Man Mo Lin, they are not willing to give in too much."
Tian Chenzi, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, had some contacts with Chaihunsou. He said: "Zhuihunsou's senior master is named Xue Changdi. Even though she is a woman, she is the third among the twelve ghost commanders under Ye Cha, the former ghost king. When I was young, I once met Xue Changdi, who lived in seclusion in the South China Sea. People in China may not know much about this person, but she was very famous in the South China Sea. She lived for more than 700 years before she became an immortal. Xue Changdi has recruited dozens of disciples in Nanhai, but only Zhuihunsou has inherited her legacy. Fellow Taoist Yujizi, although good and evil are not mutually exclusive, the scattered demons in Nanhai have never been at peace in these years. I am still aware of the fact that I have committed some evil deeds and absorbed the essence and blood of dead souls.”
Yu Jizi smiled slightly and glanced at Tian Chenzi, knowing that Tian Chenzi said this because he was afraid that he would have a grudge against Zhuihunsou, a descendant of Gui Xuanzong.
He said: "Good and evil have different beliefs, but they are ultimately internal conflicts in the human world. Now that the demonic sect's 300,000-strong army is on the way, it is imperative for good and evil to cooperate for this unparalleled catastrophe. This distinction between good and evil, Let’s not mention it again in the future.”
All the big guys laughed and said one after another: "What Fellow Taoist Yu Jizi said is absolutely true."
The battle in the field was indistinguishable, and for a while it was difficult to tell who was superior. At that moment, a group of people flew over from the east and west directions of the battle circle. They were Yang Jiujiu and Qin Lan who had returned in triumph after snatching the divine tripod.
Seeing these big guys in front, the two groups of people sped up and flew here.
Over the years, Yang Jiu has grown into a tall and graceful girl, no longer the yellow-haired girl she was when she first entered Cangyun.
Her black and shiny hair was not shown, but was tied into a scholar's bun and inserted with a jade hairpin. Above her lips, there was a layer of light white fluffy beard. Because her skin was not very white, this layer of white beard was more obvious than other women.
Some people said that this was the heroic spirit of women who were not inferior to men. In fact, Ye Xiaochuan always felt that this was the product of the endocrine disorder caused by the violent hormones of the little junior sister who had nowhere to be released.
Yang Shijiu and Qin Lan flew to the front of a group of big men such as Yu Jizi, one on the left and one on the right, under the envious eyes of countless people.
Qin Lan lived for a hundred years and behaved naturally and appropriately. Although Yang Shijiu was violent, he came from a wealthy family after all, and he did not lose his manners in such an occasion.
The two women held the small tripod, bowed to the crowd, and presented the divine tripod.
Taoist Yunhe and Fairy Qingxia stepped forward and took over the two tripods.
The Taoist Tianqi from Penglai Island laughed and said, "It's true that heroes emerge in youth. Haha, everyone, when we were young, we didn't have the skills they have. At such a young age, they have taken back the divine tripod for the human world. They will definitely have a bright future in the future."
A group of bigwigs nodded and praised Yang Shijiu and Qin Lan.
Qin Lan looked modest. Yang Shijiu's Taoism was still a little behind. She was very happy. When she saw her mentor, the Taoist Zui, coming over, she immediately grinned, as if to say, "Master, it's not just my junior brother who can make you proud. I can also make you proud."