Chapter 969: Phantom True Demonic Art and Daluo Heavenly Demon Light Sword

"Hehe, Master, why should you be so excited? At our level, the so-called life-and-death fight is meaningless. It is better to keep your life and comprehend how to advance to the stage of transformation and ascension. Besides, if we really fight with our cultivation, your little Leiyin Temple will probably be affected. Master, you don't want your disciples to be buried in vain, right?"

Gu Tianmo grinned and laughed, looking fearless.

Master Wuzhi's face was uncertain, but he didn't answer.

Gu Tianmo looked at him indifferently, and smiled again: "Since this god said that he would exchange with the same conditions, he will naturally not let you suffer. The golden Zen staff of your temple is indeed a rare treasure, but it is nothing compared to the Tongtian Lingbao, right?"

"Tongtian Lingbao?" Master Wuzhi raised his eyebrows.

"Not bad."

Gu Tianmo nodded with a sneer, and after a moment, his expression was restrained, and his lips moved slightly to send a voice transmission to Master Wuzhi.

Master Wuzhi's expression was calm, but after hearing the message from Gu Tianmo, his face suddenly changed and his pupils shrank violently.

"How is it? Can my condition make you take out the Golden Zen Staff in exchange?" Gu Tianmo smiled and didn't say another word.

Master Wuzhi's face was uncertain, and I don't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he took a deep breath, put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name, but his eyes suddenly showed a cold and sharp look, saying: "The things you said are indeed closely related to my Little Leiyin Temple, but do you really think that I will believe the words of an outsider? Even if the facts are true, I will never take out the treasure of the temple to exchange with you. You should leave quickly, otherwise I will have to send you away myself!"

Gu Tianmo's face sank, but then a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, as if he had achieved some purpose and showed a sneer.

Master Wuzhi looked at the demon with a strange expression, and couldn't help but be a little suspicious. After a moment, he seemed to have noticed something, and his face suddenly changed.

At this moment, a black light shot up from somewhere in the temple, turned into a shocking rainbow and quickly swept into the clouds and disappeared, and the body of the ancient demon in front of him was quickly twisted and illusory, looking like an incarnation of a spell.

"Haha! Thank you for your generosity in telling me the news of the Golden Zen Staff, but I didn't expect that this treasure was no longer in your temple, but was left there, and it was worth this trip!"

"Ancient Demon" laughed loudly and disappeared quickly. The Huangquan Ancient Demon on the other side merged with the black shadow that swept into the air at the same time.

"Illusion Real Demon Power! Bold demon, dare to split into this temple to steal secrets, leave it to me!"

Master Wuzhi was shocked and angry, and suddenly flew up and chased after him while shouting.

Unexpectedly, the ancient demon who had been talking to him was just a clone, and the black light that rushed out of the temple was his real body. From the other party's tone, it was obvious that he had found out some crucial secrets in the temple. Under such circumstances, how could he let the ancient demon leave safely?

His body shook, and the golden cassock flew out of his body, tearing through the clouds and mist to quickly catch up with the figure of the ancient demon. Then, with a spell, dazzling golden Sanskrit flashed around, and the cassock immediately increased several times, turning into a golden cloud and covering the demon.

Master Wuzhi is the abbot of Xiao Leiyin Temple, the first monk in Buddhism, and an existence at the same level as the great elder Mingyuan of Cangwu Xianzong. This time, his move was as powerful as shaking the wind and clouds and shaking the earth.

Under this kind of heaven-defying magical power, the group of Jindan and Fali stage monks below felt their breath stagnant and their skills could not be operated. However, several elders in the early stage of Yuanying saw this scene and immediately activated the temple formation without hesitation to assist Master Wuzhi in killing the demon.

In addition to Master Wuzhi's cassock, a grand sealing formation quickly took shape, covering the ancient demon in all directions.

But the next scene surprised these monks.

Gu Tianmo laughed softly, with no fear on his face. With a single hand, he suddenly struck out with a gloomy magic sword.

This sword is about three feet long, without a blade or handle, and is covered with inscriptions. The strong breath has a hint of the pressure of Tongtian Lingbao. As soon as it appeared, it immediately increased dozens of times, spraying a rain of swords all over the sky and gathering around.

With several muffled thuds, the magic array that had just been set up in the Little Leiyin Temple was shattered into pieces in a storm of sword arrays. The array flags hidden in various places also made continuous sounds like rain hitting banana leaves, and were chopped and annihilated in the blink of an eye.

The faces of the monks in the temple changed drastically. The faces of the monks in the early and middle stages of the Nascent Soul who presided over the magic array also turned pale, vomiting blood and retreating.

"The Great Luo Tianmo Light Sword! This sword was destroyed by our human race during the ancient war. How could it be in your hands? No, the Great Luo Tianmo Light Sword is a famous Tongtian Lingbao in the demon world. Although your sword has a trace of Tongtian Qi, it is not yet in this category. It seems to be a replica, right?"

Master Wuzhi saw the flying sword in Gu Tianmo's hand, and his face showed a great surprise, but before he could say anything more, Gu Tianmo suddenly raised his hand and made a magic formula, and the black mist on the Great Luo Tianmo Light Sword rose sharply, and suddenly slashed towards his cassock, while emitting a low and sinister laugh.

"I am a little surprised that the master can recognize the Daluo Tianmo Light Sword from my demon world. It is true that this sword was destroyed by your human cultivators during the ancient war, but it is still easy for me to copy it. Why don't I use this sword to send the master to see the Buddha today!"

"How shameless! I want to see how many magical powers you, a mad demon, have?"

Seeing this scene, Master Wu Zhi's face was as cold as ice. He used the same magic formulas, and the cassock magic weapon instantly blocked the sky and the sun, as if a golden cloud and the Great Luo Demonic Light Sword were rushing towards his face.

The rumble of the explosion sounded like thunder, and where the two treasures collided, a large black-golden glow rolled out wildly. The white clouds within a radius of thousands of feet dispersed, becoming a vacuum, and the waves of thunder surged out. A wave of light swept out, and the robes of the monks in the temple rustled. If Xiaoleiyin Temple had not had a large formation to protect the temple, I am afraid that it would have been razed to the ground in this fight.

But the strange thing is that when the light curtain fell, there was not a single figure in the air. One monk and one demon disappeared silently, and even their cassock magic weapon and the Great Luo Tianmo Light Sword were also missing.

The monks looked at each other in astonishment, this scene was really unexpected.

Several Yuanying elders hurriedly released their spiritual senses to find out the aura of Master Wu Zhi. At this moment, a golden rainbow flashed in the void, and a figure slowly appeared from the clouds. He was wearing a golden cassock and a gray beard. It was exactly Wisdom Master.

However, apart from him, there was no sight of the Ancient Heavenly Demon and the Ancient Underworld Demon, and there were no longer any fluctuations in the fighting skills.

After remaining silent in the clouds for a long time, Master Wuzhi's expression flickered slightly, and finally he fell back into the temple with a movement.

"Brother, how is the situation?"

Several monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul came forward and asked. They were in charge of the temple protection formation just now, and their status was no less than Master Wuxin who set out for Xuanhuang Mountain not long ago.

"This demon has great supernatural powers and holds an imitation of the Great Luotian Demon Light Sword. I can't keep him for a while, but he can't embarrass me, so he has just escaped with his men." Master Wu Zhi sighed softly and said.

Several elders looked at each other speechlessly.

"Brother, what information did the devil get? Is the Golden Zen Staff really not in the temple?" After a while, a green-robed monk asked in confusion.

Master Wu Zhi's eyelids twitched, and after a long silence, a deep look passed through his eyes, and he said: "Since you all already know, I will not hide it from you. The Golden Zen Staff is indeed no longer in this temple, but if Junior Brother Wu Xin's trip goes well, If so, this treasure should be returned to its original owner.”

The green-robed monk was shocked when he heard this and said in surprise: "Senior brother, what you mean is..."

"Yes." Master Wuzhi nodded slowly, "Back then, the master of Xuanhuang Mountain, Master Huangwu, had some connection with our Buddhist sect. Later, due to a sudden change, this master borrowed the Golden Zen Staff from the founder of our temple. Only then did I I asked Junior Brother Wu Xin to keep an eye on this matter secretly and bring it back immediately if he found the treasure. Unexpectedly, the Ancient Heavenly Demon actually transformed into the temple and he also found out about it. "

"Then what is the purpose of this ancient demon's golden Zen staff in my temple? Could it be that Xuanhuang Mountain..." The expressions of the elders flickered, and the green-robed monk had vaguely guessed something.

Master Wu Zhi shook his head and said: "I don't know what the purpose of this demon is yet, but the golden Zen staff was used by the ancestors in ancient times to suppress evil demons. This ancient demon is coming this time, and I'm afraid it will be the same as back then." "Related to the ancient war."

At this point, Master Wu Zhi's eyes flashed, and he ordered to several people: "You immediately send a message to each sect. In addition to our Buddhist sect, the Cangwu Immortal Sect, Shangqing Tao and Lingfu Sect of the Taoist sect also need to know. Yes, now that the demon monks have reappeared, the human world will not be peaceful. "

"yes!"

Several Nascent Soul elders accepted the order and left with their disciples.

But at this time, the green-robed monk suddenly paused and said: "Brother, since the ancient demon knows that the Golden Chan Staff is in Xuanhuang Mountain, will this demon take action against Junior Brother Wuxin?"

"Don't worry about this. Only monks below the middle stage of Nascent Soul can enter Xuanhuang. The intrusion of later monks will trigger the god-transformation restriction left by Master Huangwu. This demon will not dare to enter easily, otherwise those old monsters will have already done it themselves." Master Wu Zhi waved his hands lightly and said.

The green-robed monk nodded when he heard this, and the worry in his heart subsided. Then he said no more and led his disciples to send messages to various sects.

At the same time, on the Wuji Seaside, a spiritual light shot out from all directions, various flying magic weapons appeared, and figures with powerful auras appeared from time to time.

Among these many spiritual treasures was a majestic flying boat. Ye Chunyang was sitting in it and came here with Mo Ruyan.

"I didn't expect so many people to come this time. It seems that they have also received the news."

Driving the flying boat and falling from mid-air, Mo Ruyan looked around with her beautiful eyes. Although there was no one on the beach, the auras hidden around her were clearly sensed by her. Her face flashed immediately, she put away the flying boat and took everyone with her. Stay where you are.