Chapter 1026
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Zi Meng You Long
When that power surged out of Huang Longhui's body again, I knew that the situation was over and it was irreversible.
It may be that Huang Longhui felt that the power of the demon king Bo Xun he had borrowed was not enough, and then another power merged into his body.
The next moment, I felt the devilish energy in Huang Longhui's body surge again, and he slashed three times at me, one sword more fierce than the other.
I received the first sword, and my body retreated wildly, trembling all over, and the evil spirit shrouded in the Shengxie sword disappeared immediately.
The second sword came, I took it again, the man flew out, and a mouthful of old blood spewed out of his mouth.
When the third sword came over again, I still handed out the Shengxie Sword.
It's just that with this sword, I felt my eyes go dark, and all the power in my body was dissipated, including the power transmitted by the eight-tailed fox in my body.
The body was like a broken sack, and fell heavily to the ground, smashing the ground into a deep hole.
Even so, Huang Longhui still didn't intend to let go, he came to my side in a flash, and slashed towards me with his sword again.
I no longer have the strength to raise the sword in my hand again, and my consciousness is on the verge of collapse.
At the very moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside me, vaguely feeling like Kassan.
He grabbed me with one hand, raised his magic sword with the other hand, and fought with Huang Longhui.
With a loud bang, Kassan and I flew out together, just landing on the edge of the Dharma barrier condensed in the round space.
As soon as he landed, Kassan spat out a mouthful of blood.
He turned his head and glanced at Huang Longhui, grabbed me again, and walked towards the Dharma barrier condensed by Yuankong.
At this time, a hole suddenly opened on the Dharma barrier. After I was thrown in by Kasang, Kasang also fell in.
As soon as the two of us entered the Dharma barrier, Huang Longhui rushed over.
He raised the long sword exuding demon energy in his hand, and slashed directly at the Dharma barrier condensed in Yuankong.
With a sword strike, the golden light flickered on it, and it suddenly became weaker. Yuan Kong's body trembled violently, and his face became very ugly.
As soon as Kasang and I entered the Dharma barrier, the sloppy Taoist priest rushed over and helped us both up one by one.
At this time, only the sloppy Taoist priest was left standing.
He glanced at both of us, his face so serious that water dripped out.
"Brothers, it seems that this time we are going to fall into Huang Longhui's hands. He has invited all the power of the demon king Bo Xun. How can we be his opponent." The slovenly Taoist said in despair.
Blood continued to flow from the corners of my mouth and nostrils, and my eyelids became heavy.
I stretched out my hand tremblingly, wanting to open the Dragon-Tiger Mirror, and take out two elixirs refined by Ghost Flower from the Corpse Tomb, but now, I don't even have the strength to open the Dragon-Tiger Mirror.
The strength in the body comes and goes quickly, after all, the foundation is not stable.
At this moment, I was really desperate, I looked at the sloppy Taoist priest, and said with difficulty: "Lao Luo, I must not be able to stand it anymore... You are fine, take Brother Gu and go, Kasang and I will help you again." Stop it, we can live alone."
But the sloppy Taoist priest patted me on the shoulder and said, "It's my turn, even if the Daoist dies, he will have to bite off a piece of Huang Longhui's body!"
I glanced at the sloppy Taoist priest in horror, knowing what he wanted to do.
He has a means of suppressing the bottom of the box, the secret method of the inner sect of Maoshan sect, and the magic of Maoshan.
It's just that the cultivation base of the sloppy Taoist priest can't support such a powerful spell. Once it is cast, it can kill him half of his life even if he is not dead.
When I dealt with the ghost king Zongla last time, I saw him use it once, and it ended badly.
If he hadn't taken the petals of the ten-thousand-year snow lotus, he would have died long ago.
Only this time, I don't know if the Wannian Snow Lotus can save his life again.
But so far, there is no other way, and all of us have tried our best.
Outside the dharma barrier, Huang Longhui, who possessed the powerful demonic energy of the demon king Bo Xun, was waving his sword and slashing towards the dharma barrier condensed in Yuankong.
Every time it was cut, the dharma barrier became dim, and it felt like it would dissipate at any time.
Yuan Kong sat on the ground, clasped his hands together, and recited Buddhist scriptures intermittently at this moment.
When the Dharma barrier was slashed by Huang Longhui's Dharma sword, Yuan Kong's body also trembled.
After Huang Longhui slashed four or five swords in a row, Yuan Kong could hardly hold on anymore. Blood was continuously flowing from his mouth and nostrils, and his body was also crumbling.
But Yuankong did not give up, the scriptures in his mouth became intermittent and became more and more low-key.
At this moment, the sloppy Taoist priest had raised the lightning strike wooden sword high and pointed it in the northeast direction.
"Yaoyao Mingming, the emperor's decree, the disciple's soul, the five viscera, the green dragon and the white tiger, the battles are different, the red bird and the black martial arts, apply to me, Maoshan disciple Luo Chiwen, I respectfully invite the patriarch to come to me!"
The voice was magnificent, like Hong Zhong Dalu, when the last syllable in the mouth of the sloppy Taoist priest came to an end.
All of a sudden, the Qi field surged and swelled in all directions.
From the northeast direction, there was a white light, like a shooting star, flying towards us quickly.
It seems that just for a moment, a ray of light penetrated the Dharma barrier condensed in Yuankong, and fell directly on the sloppy Taoist priest.
There was a wind blowing, blowing up the sloppy Taoist priest's clothes, making a rustling sound with the wind.
A layer of white light shrouded him, as if the whole person had become much taller.
My eyes have begun to become a little slack. At that moment, I feel that the sloppy Taoist priest is handsome and scum, as if a god descended from the earth.
Just after that ray of white light fell on the sloppy Taoist priest, there seemed to be the sound of glass shattering in his ears.
Yuankong finally couldn't hold it anymore, spat out a big mouthful of blood, and immediately fell to the ground, and there was no more movement.
That Huang Longhui's last sword slashed the Dharma barrier condensed in Yuankong, and then came straight to me.
This old thing, I'm already like this, he was the first to try to kill me.
I couldn't do anything, I didn't even have the strength to move my body.
Just when Huang Longhui's sword was about to fall on me, the slovenly Taoist priest suddenly appeared on my side. With a wave of his hand, the Thunderbolt Wooden Sword intercepted Huang Longhui's long sword exuding demonic energy.
"Monster, dare you!" The sloppy Taoist shouted angrily, but it was not his voice, which was full of endless majesty.
Next, the slovenly Taoist's thunderbolt wooden sword swung violently, knocking Huang Longhui back seven or eight steps with his sword.
It may be that Huang Longhui felt that the power of the demon king Bo Xun he had borrowed was not enough, and then another power merged into his body.
The next moment, I felt the devilish energy in Huang Longhui's body surge again, and he slashed three times at me, one sword more fierce than the other.
I received the first sword, and my body retreated wildly, trembling all over, and the evil spirit shrouded in the Shengxie sword disappeared immediately.
The second sword came, I took it again, the man flew out, and a mouthful of old blood spewed out of his mouth.
When the third sword came over again, I still handed out the Shengxie Sword.
It's just that with this sword, I felt my eyes go dark, and all the power in my body was dissipated, including the power transmitted by the eight-tailed fox in my body.
The body was like a broken sack, and fell heavily to the ground, smashing the ground into a deep hole.
Even so, Huang Longhui still didn't intend to let go, he came to my side in a flash, and slashed towards me with his sword again.
I no longer have the strength to raise the sword in my hand again, and my consciousness is on the verge of collapse.
At the very moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside me, vaguely feeling like Kassan.
He grabbed me with one hand, raised his magic sword with the other hand, and fought with Huang Longhui.
With a loud bang, Kassan and I flew out together, just landing on the edge of the Dharma barrier condensed in the round space.
As soon as he landed, Kassan spat out a mouthful of blood.
He turned his head and glanced at Huang Longhui, grabbed me again, and walked towards the Dharma barrier condensed by Yuankong.
At this time, a hole suddenly opened on the Dharma barrier. After I was thrown in by Kasang, Kasang also fell in.
As soon as the two of us entered the Dharma barrier, Huang Longhui rushed over.
He raised the long sword exuding demon energy in his hand, and slashed directly at the Dharma barrier condensed in Yuankong.
With a sword strike, the golden light flickered on it, and it suddenly became weaker. Yuan Kong's body trembled violently, and his face became very ugly.
As soon as Kasang and I entered the Dharma barrier, the sloppy Taoist priest rushed over and helped us both up one by one.
At this time, only the sloppy Taoist priest was left standing.
He glanced at both of us, his face so serious that water dripped out.
"Brothers, it seems that this time we are going to fall into Huang Longhui's hands. He has invited all the power of the demon king Bo Xun. How can we be his opponent." The slovenly Taoist said in despair.
Blood continued to flow from the corners of my mouth and nostrils, and my eyelids became heavy.
I stretched out my hand tremblingly, wanting to open the Dragon-Tiger Mirror, and take out two elixirs refined by Ghost Flower from the Corpse Tomb, but now, I don't even have the strength to open the Dragon-Tiger Mirror.
The strength in the body comes and goes quickly, after all, the foundation is not stable.
At this moment, I was really desperate, I looked at the sloppy Taoist priest, and said with difficulty: "Lao Luo, I must not be able to stand it anymore... You are fine, take Brother Gu and go, Kasang and I will help you again." Stop it, we can live alone."
But the sloppy Taoist priest patted me on the shoulder and said, "It's my turn, even if the Daoist dies, he will have to bite off a piece of Huang Longhui's body!"
I glanced at the sloppy Taoist priest in horror, knowing what he wanted to do.
He has a means of suppressing the bottom of the box, the secret method of the inner sect of Maoshan sect, and the magic of Maoshan.
It's just that the cultivation base of the sloppy Taoist priest can't support such a powerful spell. Once it is cast, it can kill him half of his life even if he is not dead.
When I dealt with the ghost king Zongla last time, I saw him use it once, and it ended badly.
If he hadn't taken the petals of the ten-thousand-year snow lotus, he would have died long ago.
Only this time, I don't know if the Wannian Snow Lotus can save his life again.
But so far, there is no other way, and all of us have tried our best.
Outside the dharma barrier, Huang Longhui, who possessed the powerful demonic energy of the demon king Bo Xun, was waving his sword and slashing towards the dharma barrier condensed in Yuankong.
Every time it was cut, the dharma barrier became dim, and it felt like it would dissipate at any time.
Yuan Kong sat on the ground, clasped his hands together, and recited Buddhist scriptures intermittently at this moment.
When the Dharma barrier was slashed by Huang Longhui's Dharma sword, Yuan Kong's body also trembled.
After Huang Longhui slashed four or five swords in a row, Yuan Kong could hardly hold on anymore. Blood was continuously flowing from his mouth and nostrils, and his body was also crumbling.
But Yuankong did not give up, the scriptures in his mouth became intermittent and became more and more low-key.
At this moment, the sloppy Taoist priest had raised the lightning strike wooden sword high and pointed it in the northeast direction.
"Yaoyao Mingming, the emperor's decree, the disciple's soul, the five viscera, the green dragon and the white tiger, the battles are different, the red bird and the black martial arts, apply to me, Maoshan disciple Luo Chiwen, I respectfully invite the patriarch to come to me!"
The voice was magnificent, like Hong Zhong Dalu, when the last syllable in the mouth of the sloppy Taoist priest came to an end.
All of a sudden, the Qi field surged and swelled in all directions.
From the northeast direction, there was a white light, like a shooting star, flying towards us quickly.
It seems that just for a moment, a ray of light penetrated the Dharma barrier condensed in Yuankong, and fell directly on the sloppy Taoist priest.
There was a wind blowing, blowing up the sloppy Taoist priest's clothes, making a rustling sound with the wind.
A layer of white light shrouded him, as if the whole person had become much taller.
My eyes have begun to become a little slack. At that moment, I feel that the sloppy Taoist priest is handsome and scum, as if a god descended from the earth.
Just after that ray of white light fell on the sloppy Taoist priest, there seemed to be the sound of glass shattering in his ears.
Yuankong finally couldn't hold it anymore, spat out a big mouthful of blood, and immediately fell to the ground, and there was no more movement.
That Huang Longhui's last sword slashed the Dharma barrier condensed in Yuankong, and then came straight to me.
This old thing, I'm already like this, he was the first to try to kill me.
I couldn't do anything, I didn't even have the strength to move my body.
Just when Huang Longhui's sword was about to fall on me, the slovenly Taoist priest suddenly appeared on my side. With a wave of his hand, the Thunderbolt Wooden Sword intercepted Huang Longhui's long sword exuding demonic energy.
"Monster, dare you!" The sloppy Taoist shouted angrily, but it was not his voice, which was full of endless majesty.
Next, the slovenly Taoist's thunderbolt wooden sword swung violently, knocking Huang Longhui back seven or eight steps with his sword.
