Chapter 2477 The fairy kills the two demons with his sword, and the Taoist priest pretends to be dea

"Thunderbolt Sword Immortal" Tong Yao and "Eight Finger Divine Palm" Zu Wenzhong did not separate, and guarded the side door that had not yet collapsed, waiting to intercept the devil.

The two of them did not speak, because they were worse than any other demon and were determined to die. The atmosphere was depressing and heavy.

Suddenly, the transparent jade bracelet on Tong Yao's left hand was stained a little gray.

"Zombie Demon!"

Tong Yao immediately shouted a warning. Fortunately, she had this spiritual object that could sense corpse energy. Zu Wenzhong immediately set off fireworks and locked horns with Tong Yao, intending to stop him with all his strength and wait for rescue.

A tall figure stood out in the darkness ahead, with long hair reaching his waist, a dark complexion, his hands turned into claws, and a gray-white air wrapped around him. Every step he took made the earth shake. There is another demon behind him, tall and strong, with a black body, as if wrapped in a layer of armor. Gray-white mist spread behind the two demons, and zombies with hideous faces rushed inside. There were hundreds of rotten pus dripping from them, and they had fangs and sharp armor. There were hundreds of them.

"It's actually two demons!"

Tong Yao and Zu Wenzhong could only grit their teeth and hope that Taoist Baizhang would come as soon as possible.

Taoist Baizhang and Luo Shengyi saw four fireworks rising almost at the same time, and found that there were half-step exterior scenes on both sides.

"Donor, let's go help Mrs. Tong and our ancestors, and we will bother Donor Zhang and the others on the other side."

Taoist Baizhang made a prompt decision and said to Luo Shengyi with great decisiveness.

Luo Shengyi nodded, and the other six people worked together, and half a step outside the scene should not have any impact on them. Taoist Baizhang did not dare to delay. If they dragged on any longer, Tong Yao and Zu Wenzhong would definitely die. They were like riding the wind and disappeared in the same place with a whoosh.

Jiang Zhiwei's expression became extremely pious, and the long sword in his hand was drawn across. The air of death filled the air, just like the hand of Yama. Countless black shadows appeared in the night sky, hideous and terrifying, and extremely gloomy. The air was filled with biting cold air. They all stretched out their palms, To seize the soldiers and demons is like ghosts and gods asking for their souls, and the underworld opens the way. This is Jiang Zhiwei's own sword move Yama Luo Tie.

The realm of Bing Mo is lower than Jiang Zhiwei, and the skills he practices are even less than those of the "Tai Shang Sword Sutra". The death aura permeates the air and resonates with heaven and earth, causing Bing Mo to fall into a sluggish state, even though he only has one breath. , but it was enough, the sword light emerged from the black air, bright and sharp, cutting everything, piercing the heart of the soldier demon, leaking out from behind, and blood dripping down the tip of the sword.

Jiang Zhiwei withdrew the sword and flicked it casually, blood splattered, and the sword was smooth and clean again, with a cold light. It was really a sword that could kill without blood.

"boom!"

A look of disbelief appeared on Bing Mo's face, his eyes widened, and his body fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust. Perhaps because the body of the Weapon Demon is often turned into a weapon, the magic crystals are condensed and nothing else is left.

At this moment, figures approached one after another. They were either rickety or mutilated, with different postures, but they were all covered in blood and filled with traces of demonic aura. Their eyes were full of killing intent, and the traces of demonic aura gathered together, like a flower. Dark clouds are coming.

"Sister Yushu, stay here to prevent the monsters from rushing in. I will go and help the young monk!"

Ruan Yushu is very advantageous in dealing with weaker enemies all over the mountains and plains. Meng Qi once teased her in private, calling her a "weapon of mass destruction." And even if another demon comes, as long as it is not an extremely innocent demon, with her strength, she can still get her own support. Besides, the two demons from the half-step location have already appeared.

"good."

Ruan Yushu's expression is cold, his hands are playing the piano gracefully, and his voice is like Buddhist chanting, which is peaceful and distant, dissipating resentment and evil spirit.

"ah!"

The infected ordinary monsters held their heads and screamed, and in a matter of breaths they were dissipated from the inside out, one after another, almost in no sequence, like grass blown down by the wind, and the black air dissipated one by one. After half a song of "Breaking the Curse", the figures all over the mountains and plains seemed empty, like harvested wheat fields, and the rest were more tyrannical guys.

These monsters didn't flinch at all and continued to run towards them. Ruan Yushu's white clothes are as white as snow, not stained by any dust. His hands are caressing him like a fairy under the moon. The sound of the piano changes, as if there is a sound of killing.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"

A demon ran eight steps and suddenly fell down. Black blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. As soon as this sound sounded, many monsters died again. A tall and strong demon couldn't bear it. He picked up his companion and threw it directly at Ruan Yushu, as if he wanted to interrupt her music.

Ruan Yushu played the piano gracefully, with the little fingers of his hands slightly raised, and the sword energy flowing vertically and horizontally, stabbing and knocking down the flying monsters with two swishes. The sound of the piano was not harsh at all, and was indescribably free and leisurely.

Meng Qi's sword cut through the sea of ​​fire and pounced on the red palm of the fire demon. The fire demon seemed to be predicting the future. He suddenly flicked his finger, and all the flames were absorbed into the wind, pointing towards Meng Qi's left chest. Before the wind came, the heat came first, and it seemed to be able to melt gold and forge stone!

This was a trap laid by the fire demon based on Meng Qi's true energy flow and muscle reaction. It was like he took the initiative to hit Zhi Feng, which was tantamount to suicide, and the knife was so fast that it seemed that there was no time to dodge.

Suddenly, Meng Qi's sword force broke and he spun his body. It seemed that it was just a feint attack before. Miraculously, the sword passed by the wind, and the light of the sword suddenly became empty and misty. From the beginning, he never thought about defending. The place where the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills and the Golden Bell Cover are most useful is not in defense, but in offense!

The light of the sword is misty, and the sky is like smoke. It seems to come from the soul, it is irresistible, and it points directly to the obsession that cannot be resolved. Love and hatred, resentment and hatred, love and separation, what can't be let go will never be let go. When I dream back at midnight, the hollowness and annoyance eats my soul.

The fire demon was once a human being, and unless he was born an evil demon, he would inevitably be aroused by deep pain. Meng Qi undoubtedly suffered a mental retaliation. The lake in his heart was filled with boiling magma. The flames obscured his vision, and the heat reached his fingertips. Other parts spread rapidly, it is rare to be quiet!

Fortunately, Meng Qi had experienced hundreds of battles and was well prepared for the backlash and interference. After being stunned for a moment, he used his mental skills to forcefully suppress it.

The fire demon was not immersed in the past. All the hatred and anger caused by the pain were absorbed by the demonic energy and became its blazing firewood. His demonic energy became stronger, and every hair and skin on his body seemed to be on fire. A layer of invisible flames appeared, making him even brighter, hotter and bloody!

The Fire Demon roared angrily, and the surrounding flames reappeared, like a magma hell. His right hand turned into a claw, with traces of red fire attached to the surface, and he quickly grabbed at the incoming Heavenly Wound.

The various emotions brought about by "cutting off the pure" and "falling into the world of mortals" are exactly what the devil loves. The more angry and full of desire you are, the stronger the devil is! Since using the Ananda Pojie Sword, Meng Qi was caught for the first time before the sword was fully used.

A trace of flame energy was released, as if it was going to burn into Meng Qi's body along the "Heaven's Wound"! However, the fire demon felt that the opponent's sword was empty, with only a little internal energy remaining.

Meng Qi seemed to be prepared, half a beat faster than him, drifting backwards! The flame demonic energy seemed to pour into a bottomless whirlpool. It didn't seem to be hurting Meng Qi, but seemed to be boosting his backward sweep, making his speed exceed the peak!

"Being deceived again!"

"Roar!"

The fire demon became more and more angry, raising his head and roaring, but with his boost, it was difficult to stop Meng Qi in time, whether it was chasing or long-range Qi attacks. He could only step on his feet, and his whole body turned into a stream of flames, rapidly He ran towards him, vowing to burn Meng Qi into cokes.

Meng Qi soared into the clouds and mist, incredibly fast, his sleeves and robes billowing, like an immortal descending from the sky. He had known for a long time that the first two moves of "Ananda's Breaking the Precepts Sword Technique" had little effect on evil spirits, and instead added fuel to the fire. The reason for doing this was out of hatred and hatred. Anger and various desires can fuel the devil's energy, so that the devil will not be immersed in it, and its strength seems to have improved. However, as long as any creature's extreme emotions such as anger and hatred exceed its normal range, it will be blinded and lose its mind. Likewise!

The obsession he just brought up makes the fire demon slightly crazy, impulsive and angry. The mastery of the flame power is fierce and terrifying, but the loss is precise and concise. The masters compete, and the slightest difference will lead to different results between life and death. .

Seeing this, Jiang Zhiwei's aura soared, heaven and man became one, and she returned to her original nature. She merged her sword intention with the mysterious and mysterious principles of heaven and earth, and the soul of man and sword became one.

The world suddenly became darker, and the light was taken away. Only then did the Fire Demon see Jiang Zhiwei draw his sword, and a sharp sword light that could not be described in words rose up in his eyes, and he slashed in front of the Fire Demon, incredibly fast, as if The action of drawing the sword and the sword light in front of him existed in his pupils at the same time.

This sword light is as graceful as a startling giant, as powerful as a swimming dragon, dazzling and dazzling. It seems to have a magical nature, which can attract all the minds and all the eyes. Once the state of mind is not enough, the selflessness of looking at it, the soul is suppressed, it is difficult to extricate itself, and there is no way to stop it! Jiang Zhiwei could no longer be seen in the fire demon's eyes, because they were all attracted by the sword light, as if there was nothing else between heaven and earth, just this sword.

The sword light is condensed, the sword energy is vigorous, vast and silent. The terrifying sword intention and terrifying sword light made Meng Qi and Ruan Yushu who were watching feel unstoppable in their hearts. Jiang Zhiwei's heaven and man were one, and his sword was one, unstoppable, cutting everything, as fast as lightning, and slashing fiercely. On the fire demon's neck.

"puff!"

The head flew up, blood spurted out, the flames were extinguished, the volcano's magma turned to death, and the leader's body collapsed to the ground.

The Fire Demon was unexpectedly defeated by Jiang Zhiwei's sword, and with one move, he stunned everyone who was searching for the Zhenyun Ding.

The fire demon consecrated his head, and his body burned rapidly, turning into a pile of fire. The fire shrank and condensed into two items, one was a dark magic crystal, and the other was a slow-burning dark red flame. It seemed to be carved, and every detail was exposed. Exquisite and beautiful, but containing terrifying heat.

"This is?"

A look of curiosity appeared on Meng Qi's face, and he pointed at the dark red flame and asked.

"This is the Demon Flame Heart."

The speaker is Ruan Yushu. As the direct daughter of the Ruan family in Langya, she knows many secrets and knowledge that ordinary people don't know.

"It is said that the evil spirit that can communicate with heaven and earth will condense the inner appearance of its own appearance in the body, which is the source of all kinds of miracles. This is one of them, the devil's flame heart."

"Thunderbolt Sword Immortal" Tong Yao and "Eight-finger Palm" Zu Wenzhong stand back to back. One's sword is like wind and thunder, and his energy is like electricity. The other's palm is strong and his energy can crack stones. However, under the oppression of the terrifying corpse demon, they can only He barely managed to save his life, his body was pale gray and dark, and he was poisoned by corpse gas and poisonous gas at the same time.

Seeing that they were teetering under the turbulent waves launched by the two demons, but never falling, the iron demon became fierce. He did not think about entering first to disrupt the situation and snatch the Zhenyun Cauldron, but tried to increase his efforts to kill the two. The hateful enemy is killed on the spot. Anyway, as long as all the enemies are dead, you can always get the Zhenyun Cauldron.

Besides, if you rush deeper, you might end up encountering a hundred-foot-long bull nose all by yourself, and you may not be able to get the corpse demon and fire demon to come to your aid.

Just as he thought about Taoist Baizhang, Tie Mo saw the old Taoist priest who was flying in the wind and was like catkins. He secretly said something bad and took the initiative to take over the position of attacking Tongzu and let the corpse demon intercept Baizhang. They were not as strong as themselves. He himself was poisoned by corpse gas and was killed by him sooner or later, and then they teamed up to besiege Baizhang Niubi!

Luo Shengyi stepped forward, blasted out his iron fist, and the air waves surged. The clouds were torn apart by the fierce wind, and he hit the corpse demon half a step outside. He was extremely domineering and powerful.

When Taoist Baizhang saw this, he became energetic and swung out his palms. The power of heaven and earth was aroused. The wind and clouds gathered together and turned into a giant palm three feet in size. It moved towards the corpse demon cap. The momentum was even more terrifying than Luo Shengyi's. He is indeed a master of half-step location.

In the center of the ruins, Taoist Luofu opened up the bricks and tiles, and his eyes suddenly lit up. A simple tripod full of ancient writings lay there quietly, with a restrained aura that could not be directly sensed.

"found it!"

"Thank you very much for saving me a lot of time."

Suddenly, a beautiful voice sounded in Taoist Luofu's ears. He looked up and saw that there was a woman in front of him. She was wearing a black robe with gold silk and a mask on her face. She had a noble temperament and could not be looked at directly.

The face of a woman is engraved on the mask, with phoenix eyebrows and big eyes, solemn and majestic, like a fairy goddess in myths and legends, or the Queen of Humanity, isolated from the prying eyes of the outside world. She has a noble temperament, and just standing there makes people feel the urge to worship her, without daring to blaspheme her in the slightest.

Even though he couldn't see the face under the cover, Taoist Luofu seemed to be fascinated. He handed over the small three-legged ancient tripod with both hands, pious and obsessed.

"very good."

A beautiful female voice came from behind the mask. The fingers of the woman wearing the mask were slender and white, as if covered with a layer of glistening light. As soon as she touched the Zhenyun Cauldron, a strange change occurred, and a vast and vast aura emerged from the ancient cauldron. It comes out, across the sky, pressing on the earth, like a bright moon in the dark night, so eye-catching, so outstanding.

The woman seemed not to have expected such a change. Why did Taoist Luofu take a good thing, but something changed when it came into her own hands? Her aura was vigorous, her true energy was released, she suppressed the vast aura, put it in the green ring on her left hand, then looked to the west, considered for a moment, and stepped forward, like a ghost floating in the air, like a fairy. , quickly disappeared into the ruins, and no movement appeared again.

With a smile on his face, Luofu Taoist slowly fell down, as if he had lost his breath.

For a long time, Taoist Luofu stood up like a carp, standing up like a corpse, with a bright and dangerous smile on his face, and whispered in a low voice.

"Sure enough, the most vicious woman has a heart. I was so cooperative and even cruel. If I hadn't played a lot of dead bodies in Hengdian back then, and I had already played dead people to a superb level, I might not have been able to hide it from her!"

Taoist Luofu patted the dust on his body, his face became cold, and his clear and clear eyes were filled with cold light, as if there was ice from the Northern Dark, which would be difficult to change for thousands of years, and he said in a cold voice.

"Interesting, people from the Shinhwa Organization actually appeared in this world!"

"I thought this world was a bit boring at first, but now it's a little more fun, and I can show off my skills!"

Taoist Luofu's eyes glowed with danger. He looked at the night sky and felt a little more excited. As an actor, what he likes most is this kind of improvisation. He can add his own drama, which makes the performance more interesting and passionate.

Taoist Luofu turned his head and looked at Jiang Zhiwei, who had killed the fire demon in the distance. The girl was bright and charming, full of energy and sharpness.

"Hey, Xiao Zhiwei, if my uncle doesn't come this time, you will be in danger!"

A shrill scream cracked the rocks and penetrated the clouds, coming from afar.

"Fire demon?"

Taoist Baizhang, Thunderbolt Sword Immortal, Eight Finger Divine Palm, Corpse Demon, and Iron Demon all recognized the identity of the screamer at the same time, and they were all shocked and shocked.

The fire demon, which was only slightly weaker than the corpse demon, actually erupted in such a wail? The strength of Jiang Zhiwei and the others exceeded both sides' expectations.

In an instant, both sides came to their senses at the same time. The corpse demon's body suddenly swelled, and his right palm shot out like an iron banana fan. The pale color turned into deep black, as if it was boundless darkness, and it could not feel any life.

The fire demon may suffer a terrible fate, and it is not advisable to stay here for a long time! As a demon that has been rampant in the world for many years, the corpse demon makes a decisive decision without any hesitation. One palm can cut off life and death! Corpse energy poured in, and the cries of evil spirits erupted. Translucent ghosts of the dead stood out and rushed towards Taoist Baizhang.

Facing this terrifying attack, Taoist Baizhang remained calm and solemn. He kneaded the secrets with his left hand and slapped his right hand violently like a wisp of breeze coming from the sky.

Suddenly, a strong wind came up, tightly surrounding Taoist Baizhang's body and right palm. The wind gathered more and more, and it seemed as if a hurricane was forming nearby. All the soil on the ground was thrown in, and the weeds were uprooted, wrapping Taoist Baizhang and scattering them. The innocent soul slapped the zombie demon's right palm.

boom!

The corpse aura drifted away, and the hurricane tilted slightly and blew straight into the sky. The soil was scattered and the weeds were flying, almost like a natural disaster. The corpse demon took a step back, and cracks appeared in his body, and the inside was full of fishy yellow pus. Taoist Baizhang's face turned black, and blood slowly spilled from the corners of his mouth, but he kept walking, locked his aura, and pursued him.

Suddenly, a vast and vast aura rose into the sky. It had the illusion of covering the bright moon, disrupting the clouds, and changing the color of the mountains and rivers.

"Zhenyun Ding?"

Taoist Baizhang felt happy, and then he felt heavy again, because the vast and vast aura suddenly disappeared, leaving no trace. He was distracted in suppressing the Luck Cauldron, and the Corpse Demon seized the opportunity. His left hand detached from his body and suddenly flew out, exploding in mid-air with a loud bang like a sun-dwelling talisman. The black corpse mist steamed up, and Taoist Baizhang was forced to take a few steps back by the terrifying explosion. When he tried to pursue him again, he found that the corpse demon Xingzang was gone.

The corpse demon is good at short-distance earth escape and concealment. If Tong Yao didn't have a spiritual creature that could sense corpse energy, he would have been assassinated by him long ago. Now that he can use it to escape, he is even more comfortable.

As for the Iron Demon, he didn't run that fast. He originally wanted to take advantage of the explosion and run away, but Luo Shengyi was always paying attention to him, more concerned about Zhenyun Ding. His fists shocked the world, and they were all majestic, just like human nature. The momentum is mighty and unstoppable. The iron demon who was stopped naturally did not have a good end. The addition of Baizhang Taoist announced his death. He was attacked from both sides and did not even have time to self-destruct. The demon corpse disintegrated and returned to the demonic energy that filled his body. The demonic energy condensed and became a crystal of deep darkness. stone.

"Senior Baizhang, something happened to Zhenyunding?"

Luo Shengyi picked up the magic crystal as he spoke. He looked so matter-of-fact and upright that Tong Yao and Zu Wenzhong never thought of stopping him, thinking that it should be the case.