Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 223 Chiqiu Meteor Mountain

Although Wu Sanhuang knew that he shouldn't doubt his boss, Pei Miaode's words didn't seem convincing no matter what.

The human race is at a disadvantage when facing the monster race.

Warriors like Zen Master Wuwang who rely on sacrificial vessels to suppress supernatural powers and demons are even rarer among the rare.

The evil python in Chilong Mountain was already on the edge of Huajiao, and even Zen Master Wuwang was suppressing it under the mountain with the help of sacrificial tools, and the restriction would be strengthened every few days.

Wu Sanhuang is not optimistic about his new boss.

It's just that the failure to subdue the demon is a small matter, once Pei Miaode, the most beloved son of the empress, dies in his own jurisdiction, the matter will become a big deal.

Even if he lent Wu Sanhuang ten heads, he would not dare to joke about this kind of Nine Clans Xiaoxiaole.

"Aren't you kidding me, my lord?"

Wu Sanhuang had a bitter face, but he made up his mind to persuade this old man no matter what, even if he ran to die by himself, it was better than rushing forward.

Seeing that the other party did not believe his own means no matter what, Pei Miaode had no choice but to take out the purple gold bowl from his sleeve.

"This official is the direct descendant of Zen Master Wuwang, and I still hold the sacrificial vessel of the Wutian Temple lineage in my hand. At that time, I only need to involve the master's left behind. Drink hate today."

Pei Miaode's words sounded like he was setting a flag for himself.

It's just that with his current strength, as long as he is not a demon master in the realm of Faxiang, he can fight more or less. If he makes a surprise attack, it is not impossible to take people away with a trick.

"If my lord insists on going, please allow me to go with you."

Seeing that Pei Miaode was determined to go, Wu Sanhuang had no choice but to ask to go with him. If the situation was wrong, he could at least delay for a while to cover the third prince's evacuation.

Naturally, Pei Miaode would not have any objections.

Chilong Mountain is steep, with knife-cut cliffs rising from the ground, topping the sky, and dangerous peaks stand tall, which is daunting.

Looking from a distance, the cliff seems to have been chiseled by someone with a huge axe. When you get closer, you can see the clouds and mist, like a sharp sword, standing between the sea of ​​clouds, and like heavy shackles. locked tightly.

The trapped dragon situation in the valley in the mountain is exactly the magic ban used by Zen Master Wuwang to trap the red python.

"There is a secluded pool at the bottom of the valley, water is used to overcome the fire, and the red python is suppressed at the bottom of the pool. Zen Master Wuwang's original intention was to use this pool of cold liquid to kill the violence of the red python."

Wu Sanhuang has been stationed here for more than [-] years, so he is familiar with some of the arrangements of Zen Master Wuwang.

"Nevertheless, that evil python has a stubborn nature and cannot understand Master's good intentions. My Buddha has a compassionate heart and also has a vajra's wrath. Today, I asked my official to behead this evil beast for the people of Chetuo."

Pei Miaode took out the purple golden bowl, urged it with mana, and immediately turned into a light curtain that covered the sky and shrouded Chilong Mountain in it.

Immediately, he held the subduing demon pestle in his palm again, and drove out the six-character motto of subduing demons, as if he would smash the head of the monster python if it dared to show its head.

It seems that the monster python sensed the killing intent outside the cold pool, and a vortex suddenly appeared on the calm surface of the pool, and the vortex turned faster and faster, vaguely as if something wanted to break free from it.

It's just that the cliffs in all directions are like thousands of sharp knives pointing directly at the center of the pool, sending out clanging swords like swords.

"Namo Huangtian Xingxiu Buddha!"

Pei Miaode gave a salute, and suddenly the trapped dragon formed by the mountain turned into a huge sword, and plunged into the center of the pool from top to bottom, and the power of the mountain that had been accumulated for more than twenty years was released at once, and the momentum It was so huge that Wu Sanhuang, who was standing several miles away, vaguely felt that he couldn't stand steadily.

"Wuwang old bald donkey, I have finally escaped. If I don't avenge this revenge, Chiqiu swears not to transform into a dragon!"

A broken red python with snake scales pierced by the air of Wu earth leaped out of the pool, indescribably chic and reckless.

But before it was happy for a while, the familiar wave of Buddha power came from above the fontanelle.

Chiqiu looked up subconsciously, and saw the purple gold bowl exuding the brilliance of five-color colored glaze, as if a mountain had been smashed down from the sky.

"I……"

Before Chiqiu had time to curse out loud, he was smashed by the purple golden bowl, and the python's blood sprayed out as if he didn't want money.

The successive injuries finally made Chiqiu calm down from the joy of getting away.

Chiqiu violently spewed out a mouthful of poisonous fire, trying to kill the little reptiles that entangled him first.

Although the Changchun Immortality Art can make people invulnerable to all poisons, it didn't say it could resist fire. Pei Miaode didn't want to try whether his body could be burned by the poisonous fire of the red python.

Then a ray of red light came out from between the eyebrows, making the red python unable to move, and the Demon Subduing Pestle flew out of his hand, and smashed down on the red python's forehead with a mighty force.

After all, Chiqiu is also a supernatural monster. Although he has been suppressed for many years and his cultivation has weakened a lot, his eyesight is still there. Seeing that the situation is unfavorable, he immediately made a decision in his heart, and spurted out the inner alchemy that was about to turn into dragon beads. To escape in the other direction.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out of the purple gold bowl, and before Chiqiu could react, he saw a pair of wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, and suddenly felt dizzy.

Before he could break free from Huang Heng's illusion, he was beaten to death by Pei Miaode deliberately for a long time.

Even the Yin God was completely obliterated by the dao dao guang hui on the subduing magic pestle.

"Your attack is ruthless. You don't see the mercy of the monks at all. Those arrogant old things still want to deal with you. I don't know if you are pitiful or they are pitiful."

Being used by Pei Miaode to refine the soul and the purple gold bowl, as the spirit of the weapon, now Huang Heng has completely accepted his fate, not only told Pei Miaode the secrets of the monster race, but even helped Pei Miaode to kill his own The same kind did not show softness at all.

It can be called a hero among the devils!

"Buddha has a compassionate heart, and there is also King Ming who is angry. These monsters don't want to teach, and the poor monk has no choice but to use King Ming's means to send them to the Buddha to receive teaching."

Pei Miaode put on a well-founded posture, Huang Heng almost believed what he said.

"Hmph, whoever argues with you will be bad luck for eight lifetimes. Don't call me out again if you have nothing to do."

Huang Heng's mouth was tough, but his heart was also dark.

Hu Huang, Bai Liuhui, as the Five Immortals family, usually refuse to accept anyone, the Huang family and Hu family are good at illusion, if it is about fighting skills, the Liu family suffered a lot in the past.

Now that a red python in supernatural power level died in his hands, he really let out a sigh of relief, and even looked at Pei Miaode much more pleasing to his eyes.

　Chapter 7 is completed, today is complete, and you can go to sleep.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)