Chapter 340: The sadness of Fu Dichun, the clever Zuowangji of Tai Shang Dao, and the final battle.

Chunyang! Chunyang! The magnificent and dazzling Chunyang Heavenly Gate slowly appeared.

Above the colorful body, three golden pure yang flowers bloomed on the Taoist's chest, which were extremely gorgeous. The golden mysterious lines between his eyebrows burned with a faint golden flame, which looked extremely sacred.

The methods of Ku Chen of the Great Xumi Temple were far beyond Yi Chen's expectations. He originally wanted to be the master of all trades with one trick, but unfortunately he underestimated the heroes of the world.

He was really blanched.

This is not a victory for Kuchen, this is a victory for physics.

Amid the biting wind, a gigantic divine figure stood tall between heaven and earth, with colorful lights flashing across its body from time to time.

The majestic extreme energy suppressed his body and shattered the sound flow. Yi Chen forcibly stopped his body 500 meters away from the edge of the arena.

Just as he unfolded the Pure Yang Holy Seal, many young cultivators who had followed their master to watch the battle at the foot of the mountain began to wail in pain.

"Ahhh, my eyes, Master, I can't see."

"Those cultivators below the True Person Realm must not look directly at the body of the humble... Greedy Wolf Star Lord." A cultivator in the crowd who was outspoken reminded loudly.

As Yi Chen displayed his skills, there was a sudden noise of voices and people and horses were falling down at the foot of the mountain.

Yi Chen: “….”

Ku Chen: “….”

"I admire the Star Lord's cultivation. Even if someone has offended the Star Lord with words, I have learned my lesson now. Please stop using your magical powers."

High above the clouds, Master Kuchen, with his white eyebrows and drooping chest, disappeared behind the giant bell. With a look of compassion on his face, he clasped his hands together and bowed towards Yi Chen.

"Fuck, you want me to take it? But I have to be able to take it.

How can I brake a dump truck without brakes if you keep asking me to do so? "

Yi Chen complained in his heart, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Ku Chen's words made him smell a hint of green tea. No matter whether he agreed or not, it would only serve to boost other people's ambitions and destroy the prestige of Master Yi.

Since it is difficult to answer, then Master Yi will not answer it for the time being.

I just didn't hear you when I asked. You don't want to be close to the Taoist priest, but you want to play tricks on him? The Taoist priest raised his head and smiled gently. The purple Taoist domain suddenly extended, intending to frame Ku Chen in it. The brilliant light illuminated Ku Chen's eyes.

In an instant, Yi Chen became furious and attacked violently.

First strike with the halberd, and only those who are still standing after the strike have the right to speak.

The halberd energy crossed the space, and Ku Chen's expression suddenly changed.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The continuous collision sounds echoed in all directions, and the heart of Yu Dichun, who was watching the battle below, was once again in a state of tension.

With every collision, his heart felt like it was being gripped by a huge hand, and his breathing was choked.

With Kuchen's divine bell held high, his chest swelled like a balloon. From time to time, he slapped the bell with his bare palms, causing waves of sound.

The immortal monk's palm produced a powerful sound wave, and the Yichen Holy Halberd calmed the wave.

In a blink of an eye, the two men had exchanged more than ten moves.

The clouds broke apart as the energy spread.

The more Ku Chen fought, the more heavy-hearted he became. If he had never fought with this man, he would never have felt such tremendous pressure.

For some reason, the magic power cultivated by the Taoist in front of him was like a thorn in his flesh, penetrating every pore. With every shock, he even felt that his body was about to be "ignited". However, the magic he used on the Taoist was like a drop in the ocean, which was beyond his expectations.

What he didn't know was that these were all the supernatural powers of Yi Chen's four-dimensional breakthrough.

"No, I can't."

"We can't go on like this, we have to end this quickly." The immortal monk's heart sank, he formed seals with his hands, then looked up to the sky and clasped his hands together.

"drink!"

"The supreme Buddha light path, the golden bell proves the Brahma practice!"

"Sumeru Dharma Realm, open!"

All of a sudden, the magic bell in Ku Chen's hand grew larger, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped Yi Chen. A huge swastika seal in the sky slowly fell towards the gap in the top of the magic bell.

Bang! The huge bell closed, and the world was sealed.

In the blink of an eye, Yi Chen seemed to have arrived in a world of Buddhist light.

“Fellow Daoist, you are so courageous that you actually allowed me to form my Dharma Realm. However, Xingjun is too arrogant this time. My Sumeru Dharma Realm restrains all forces that are not Buddha Yuan.”

The white-browed monk looked at the tall Taoist priest in front of him and couldn't help laughing heartily.

Soon, his laughter was drowned out by another burst of laughter.

"Why is Xingjun laughing?"

"I laugh at your lack of strategy. In the Pure Yang Dao Realm, I am the only one who always wins!"

…. ….After a cup of tea, Yi Chen looked at the monk Kuchen who looked like a dead dog in front of him and smiled.

Although Yi Chen said that he would not pretend anymore when he opened the Pure Yang Seal, could what he said be what he really meant? For example, could he believe what Li Changshou said?

With the cover of this huge golden bell, Yi Chen immediately increased the strength of Monk Kuchen slightly.

“It took me 60% to 70% of my strength to defeat him. Monk Kuchen is quite good.” Yi Chen kicked the monk in front of him with his boots.

Not moving.

His sleep level is deeper than Fairy Ye and better than Xiongzi. He can probably sleep for six or seven days.

Even if Monk Kuchen encountered the Purple Crystal Demon from Zeyang City, he could still have the upper hand, but he was still no match for Yichengzi.

Estimating that the time was almost up, Yi Chen first punched the corner of his mouth, drawing a trace of blood, and then messed up his hair a little before breaking through the swastika seal and standing in front of the cultivators with "difficulty".

"I'm sorry, everyone. I'm just starting to develop my magical powers, so I couldn't restrain my power before. I'm here to apologize to you all today."

"Although it was difficult, I still won."

Scored twice.

The purple-gold Taoist held the holy spear in his hand, panting and bowing to the cultivators on the ground.

This scene had been seen three times by Diol not long ago.

It's like this every time.

“You, you…”

With trembling fingers, Yu Dichun pointed to the sky. Suddenly, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes and fell on his back like Wang Lang.

"Friend Daoist Yu, Friend Daoist Yu, what's wrong with you?" The surrounding cultivators exclaimed in surprise.

Time quickly came to the afternoon. This time, Yi Chen did not run away after the fight, but sat high on the platform provided by Daqin, watching the battle in the distance.

Two figures fighting fiercely were reflected in his pupils.

Now Yi Chen can basically confirm that the mysterious master hidden under King Wu's command is Xue Lingzi of the Yuling Shengkui Sect.

The monks who have been able to reach this point are all tough guys, and no one can hide himself perfectly after reaching this point.

Including him, who was forced out of the Pure Yang Holy Seal form.

At this time, a river of blood hung across the sky like a waterfall. A skinny monk was flashing with golden light all over his body. He chanted mantras to resist the erosion of the blood river.

This person is actually the great and powerful master of the Secret Seal Shingon sect.

Xuehe faced off against Zhenyan, and for a while the two were at a stalemate.

However, Yi Chen knew that compared with Xue Lingzi's ease, the great and powerful supreme master was somewhat overwhelmed.

Perhaps noticing Yi Chen's gaze, Xue Lingzi glanced in the direction of the Yuntai with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

Amidst the sneering smiles, the cultivators saw another blood river flash across the sky. From the depths of the blood river, a headless monster slowly walked out.

"This, is this the corpse of a strong man from the Morokke clan of the ancient demon royal family?"

"Brother Xue Lingzi of the Yuling Shengkui Sect actually managed to control such a powerful monster?"

At the foot of the mountain, Shen Ji Bai Xiao suddenly cried out in surprise.

For a moment, exclamations spread out like a tsunami.

The headless monster was bare-chested, with a pair of bronze breastplates as big as bowls covering his breasts, and a huge gash at his navel.

This demon held a blood-red magic knife in his hand. As soon as he appeared, he went upstream towards the mighty Supreme Master in the depths of the sea of ​​blood. The aura he exuded was even greater than that of the Purple Crystal Demon from Zeyang City.

With a flash of his body, the skinny monk used some unknown secret method and immediately appeared outside the mountain. There was a huge wound on the big monk's chest, from which blood was constantly oozing out.

There was a faint black gas at the wound, preventing the wound from healing.

On top of the golden palace, a lama with purple eyes and wearing a cassock immediately glared at Shen Haichao, who was dressed like an old farmer.

"Chen Haichao, the one from your Yuling Shengkui Sect was so ruthless, could it be that he came here with the intention of killing people?"

"He's not dead, is he? If he's dead, you can talk to me later. Besides, swords have no eyes, and there's no such thing as a fight without bloodshed. If he's dead, it's because he didn't learn the skills well enough, so you can't blame others."

Chen Haichao smiled, picked up the tea on the table, blew away the foam and took a sip, then sneered at the great lama.

Since Ling Xudu's attempt to merge and control the corpse of a powerful member of the ancient demon royal family, the Morokko clan, failed, he decided to give the corpse to Xue Lingzi.

The strong will always be strong!

As soon as Xue Lingzi wins the championship in this Great Qin Dharma Assembly, he will challenge the Wuding Divine Sect for the throne of the leader of the demon sect.

A real man is born between heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and inferior to others for long!

"The winner of this duel is Xue Lingzi from the Yuling Shengkui Sect." As the referee's words fell, the cultivators at the foot of the mountain remained silent for a long time, immersed in the powerful aura of the headless demon corpse.

An imperial edict dropped from beneath the golden palace, and the list of opponents for the top four to two of the Great Qin Dharma Assembly was announced.

The star lord Tan Lang faces off against the war demon Xiao Tianji of the Wuding Divine Sect.

Xue Lingzi faced off against Zuowangji of Taishang Taoism.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Seeing the dust settle, Yi Chen turned around and left with an expressionless face.

At this moment, a young man in blood-stained clothes suddenly blocked his way.

Their eyes met, and a cold murderous aura immediately spread between them.

At this moment, all the cultivators who were about to leave in the distance were stunned, and all their eyes turned over at once.

Although the two did not launch any rash attacks, the silent pressure spread out like water waves.

Yes, will there be a fight?

Could it be that the Star Lord of Greedy Wolf and the Blood Spirit Son of the Holy Spirit Controlling Sect have a life-and-death feud? Different speculations arose in the minds of the cultivators.

At this time, Yu Diol struggled to get up, staring at the scene in the distance with sharp eyes.

"The despicable star lord is indeed as his name suggests. The war demon Xiao Tianji is no match for you."

"I look forward to our final battle, no regrets in life or death."

"Although you are hiding your head and showing your tail, I can feel that you are stronger than them, and I am stronger than you. You are worthy of me remembering your name. Be careful when you travel the world in the future, because I will peel off your skin. I promised my junior brother Ling Xudu that I will take his revenge."

"In fact, if it weren't for this hatred, I would still admire you, Taoist Yinlong. Why do you keep restraining your heart? I can feel that you are born to be a member of my Demon Sect."

Xue Lingzi moved. He suddenly smiled, put his big hand on his throat, made a throat-cutting gesture towards Yi Chen, and turned to leave.

"Xue Lingzi, stop!"

Yi Chen suddenly called out to Xue Lingzi in a stern voice.

"What, you want to beg for mercy?" Xue Lingzi turned his head.

"I want to say that you are the one who is in the devil's way. I am the one who recites the Taoist scriptures."

Yi Chen also placed his big hand on his throat and made a throat-cutting gesture towards Xue Lingzi.

"Don't worry, I will peel off Ling Xudu's skin as well as yours. Since you two are brothers, you must be neat and tidy. I have a kind heart and cannot bear to see you in such a state."

"Then, I look forward to meeting you later. The person who survived must be right." Xue Lingzi did not comment upon hearing this, but a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

Time was like Li Qiye's lost sheep, disappearing in the blink of an eye, and two days passed quickly.

"The Ten Directions Demons Are Moving!"

"Good! Good! Good! There is a road to the Immortal Palace but you don't take it. The Pure Yang Holy Seal will open the sky to light!"

Under the vast blue sky, Yi Chen was fighting with a majestic figure.

Xiao Tianji was furious and his fighting spirit grew stronger, with blood spilling into the sky.

"Okay, that's great!"

"Come again, beat me to death, beat me to death."

Fuck you, this is a scam.

Yi Chen looked at the war demon Xiao Tianji who was attacking him like a madman, and he felt that this guy was a little sick.

Yi Chengzi fought to the death and had no way to retreat. He would rather die than splash other people's blood. The Xiao Tianji in front of him was a complete lunatic and a private patient in the Elizabeth Mental Hospital.

If you don't pay me, you will die at the hands of Yichengzi. It won't be that easy.

Yi Chen was not one to do business that would lose money, so he swung his halberd like playing whack-a-mole and knocked it out horizontally.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Being able to force out 80% of his strength under the Pure Yang Holy Seal state, the Demon Warrior's cultivation is indeed not bad. For the subsequent battle, he can only mobilize divine power, the Thirteen Blazes of Pure Yang, challenge superpowers, soul overload, burning soul transformation, Thirteen Source Points and a few other trump cards.

He was really afraid that Xue Lingzi would beat him to death.

"Thank you, Mr. Tan Lang Xingjun, please come to my Wu Ding Shen Sect for tea when you are free."

"Zhan Mo tried to break through the Palm Dao realm before but failed. He is a little bit mentally unstable, so please don't be surprised." A burly man with a face as black as charcoal carried Xiao Tianji and quickly rushed towards the golden palace in the clouds, as if it would be extremely embarrassing to stay for one more second.

"That's not surprising."

Yi Chen felt relieved now.

"The Xiantian leads the Zhoutian, and the changes of the Zhoutian transform me into a king."

The Zuowangji of the Taishang Taoist sect versus Xue Lingzi.

At the beginning of the war, a handsome young Taoist priest stomped his feet lightly, and a Yin-Yang fish formation appeared under his feet.

Open, rest, life, injury, stop, scenery, death, shock all rotate in all directions and combine to form an extremely huge light curtain pillar.

The power of Zuwangji was beyond the expectations of Yi Chen and Xue Lingzi.

The violent flow of magic power actually suppressed Xue Lingzi and beat him violently for a moment, restricting the blood river to a very small area.

Wind knives, frost swords, thunder, and many strange forces bombarded the heaven and earth, and for a moment it seemed like the end of the world.

Just when Xue Lingzi was in so much pain that he vomited blood and wanted to be promoted to the realm of palm master on the spot.

Zuwangji's figure flashed and suddenly appeared outside the boundaries of the arena.

"Fellow Daoist Xue Lingzi's cultivation is amazing. I admire him."

Good guy, just hit and run.

Yi Chen looked at the young Taoist priest smiling at the horizon and couldn't help but look strange.

No one knows what tricks this Zuo Wangji used, but now his magic power is only about 70% gone... If he fights for another minute, he will be in big trouble.

Damn, the Taoist sect still has a lot of talented people~ "The winner of this duel is Taoist Fellow Xue Lingzi from the Yuling Shengkui Sect."

Boom! Xue Lingzi waved his hand and shot a stream of magic light towards the distant mountain. A mighty river of blood swept past, and for a moment, half of the rocks and earth on the mountain made a harsh corrosion sound.

…. ….One day later.

Taiwu City, Prince Wu’s Palace.

A heroic young man came to a corner of the hall. He stomped lightly, and rough clicking sounds came continuously. Soon, a long underground passage appeared.

King Wu continued walking down the passage. The lights of the bronze sheep beasts on both sides of the corridor lit up one after another, and then went out soon after.

Soon, the corridor reached the bottom, and a huge stone door slowly opened, revealing a strange blood pool ten meters square.

A head flashed out from the pool of blood, and it was the face of Xue Lingzi.

"Fellow Daoist Xue Lingzi, are you confident in the battle with the Greedy Wolf Star Lord? For this battle, I have already put all my wealth on the line and even borrowed a lot."

"Your Highness, Greedy Wolf will be defeated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for King Wu to continue speaking, Xue Lingzi immediately dived into the blood pool again.

Prince Jing's Mansion.

"Husband, why don't you go and have a talk with Taoist Master Yinlong? If Taoist Master Yinlong loses this time, we will be in trouble."

Little Koala said to King Jing worriedly.

“Employ people with confidence, and employ people you doubt.”

"My lady, what do you think of this calligraphy?" King Jing was calm and composed. He put pen to paper and a line of large characters was completed in an instant.

Princess Jing stepped forward and took a closer look. On the paper was written:

"Chuhe Handi, the wind and cloud are in the air, dominating the four directions!"

"I control the ups and downs of the world and defeat all heroes!"

(End of this chapter)