From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 227: Little Beasts Make Wulin Chaos

Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo suddenly appeared and rescued Shitai and the others. Although the masters of the seven major factions were happy in their hearts, they were still restless and uneasy when they retreated to the side to watch the battle.

Almost everyone clenched their weapons and watched the battle, ready to help at any time, lest the two swordsmen who finally appeared would lose to Yuan Maung again.

Du'e was the one with the highest cultivation level among the seven sects. He had just been recklessly fought several times after being broken by Yuan Maeng, and had already been seriously injured.

Seeing that Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo's Divine Sword was inextricably fighting with Yuan Maung for the time being, before he was defeated, he hurriedly took advantage of the opportunity to adjust his breath, prepared to recover from his injuries, and then helped in the battle, and strived to take down the big devil, Yuan Maung, and relieve him of it. It was the first disaster in the world's martial arts in hundreds of years.

It was already sunset and moonrise when Yuan Maeng broke the formation, and after several hours, the sky gradually brightened, obviously it was approaching the dawn.

The sword qi swung vertically and horizontally, but there was not a single bit of leakage, which showed that the two had superb skills and a stable spiritual sense, but no matter whether the sword moves of the two swords were light or powerful, it was difficult to break through Yuan Maung's six-armed circle.

Yuan Maung's demon is really powerful, with a punch and a kick, and the power of the sword is so powerful that Divine Sword has to swing his sword energy to resist. Although he defends with all his strength, he occasionally attacks. Killing moves can even level the situation.

Fang Sheng, Yang Zhuoluo, Yujian and Yuan Maeng had already fought to the limit of [-] moves at this time. Even though they looked extremely dangerous, the two sides were still evenly matched, and it was impossible to win or lose.

Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo exchanged more than a dozen sets of swordsmanship, and all kinds of killing moves were frequently used, but the divine sword could not get close to Yuan Maung's body three feet, and he was repelled with the dragon-slaying knife or the fist.

Yuan Maung is very talented, and after eating a hundred-year-old Lingguo Ling Snake, he still had to be trained by three immortals, Zhou Botong, Lin Qingxuan and Xiaolongnu. Now, because of the King Kong Void Demon Formation, the beastly ferocity that has been buried for a hundred years has been stimulated. Hundreds of years of accumulation turned into nutrition to improve the body of the demon.

The pure power of the demon body, which has been tempered for a hundred years, is chasing after the Martial Saint. Yuan Mao also used his instinct to upgrade the shape-changing badge to the real body of the demon.

That's why, although Yuan Maung's spiritual sense is a little weaker, but relying on his powerful physical body and demon magic, he is not weaker than Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo, who have two swords together. tired.

Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo knew that the grandfather and the two grandmothers were watching from the sky, but they were no match for a beastly wise goblin. The sword light suddenly increased several times, and it became more and more agile and transformed into dozens of lightsabers falling towards Yuan Maung in all directions.

In the battle of Yuan Maung, the accumulation of hundreds of years was gradually integrated. Even though the sword became more and more powerful, he still swung the dragon saber in his right hand to change three sets of martial arts, while the left hand popped out three fingers at the same time. To Divine Sword.

Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo showed their spiritual thoughts, and the Divine Sword immediately released its sword light and sword energy and collided with the three fingers.

"boom……"

There was a loud noise, the sword energy overflowed, and Yuan Maung's black hair was shaved off by the sword energy, and the black and white parts of his body became more and more uglier.

Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo and Yuan Maung fought together with one sword. They already knew that the combined force of the two was no better than Yuan Maung's skill. It would take three or four days to win the battle. Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo were about to stop.

Fang and Yang have a heart-to-heart connection. They originally thought that the ancestors had something to do with the sun, and the two of them directly surrendered to Yuan Maung, so that they could give their ancestors credits and rewards. If it doesn't work, I have to ask Qingxuan Patriarch to do it himself.

Although Yuan Maung was wildly beastly, he did not lose his sense. He still restrained himself with human values ​​in his heart. He looked down at his bare skin, as if he had no clothes, and stared angrily: "Fang Sheng, Yang Zhuoluo, your husband and wife. It's really rude, do you think that if I can't break your Divine Sword, you will be afraid of you?"

Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo were a little confused about Yuan Maung's anger, but seeing that he temporarily stopped and dispelled the phantom of the six-armed demon, the two also took back their swords and sneered: "You can't break our divine sword, we I can't help but your magical body, but...

But Yuan Maung, if you think that the world is so big that no one can control you, and you are allowed to slaughter and slaughter heroes here, then you are wrong! "

Yuan Maung had gradually suppressed some anger, desires and distracting thoughts at this time. He snorted coldly after hearing what Fang Sheng said, and said with a curled mouth: "You even invited Zhang Sanfeng to me to kill you, what a bastard immortal, which one can Is it my opponent?"

After speaking, he turned to look at the people on the Ming Sect side, and when he saw Yin Li who was full of worry, Yuan Maung's black-haired face showed a rare faint smile, and said, "Grandpa died for our Ming Sect, and the two sect masters also died. I was killed by the Orthodox Church, and I want to avenge them today, don’t worry, Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo will not be my opponents!”

Hearing Yuan Maung's resolute words, Yin Li blinked lightly, and the rest of the Ming Sect's senior leaders and the disciples who were not stunned cheered loudly.

Wei Yixiao and Yang Xiao, as the oldest messengers in the Ming Sect, the Dharma King, looked a little sadly at Master Fan and Yang Potian, who had been healed but couldn't stop being seriously injured and seemed to have lost their breath.

Yang Xiao said solemnly: "Master Yuan, Master Fan and Falun Gong are seriously injured and cannot be healed. Please ask the master to heal!"

In this world, with the development of martial arts towards the first strike, the masters of the martial arts cultivation base can heal the serious injuries that hurt the internal organs wherever they go.

Yuan Maung was the only land immortal in the Ming Sect. Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao and the others saw that Fan Yao and Yang Potian had died, and they could only pray that Yuan Maong could cast a spell to save them.

Yuan Maung was busy looking at Yang Potian and Fan Yao's bodies when he heard the words. Seeing that their bodies were almost drained of blood and their vitality was exhausted, he frowned and shook his head and said, "I can't save the leader Fan and Brother Yang."

"Ah! This...how is this good..."

Wei Yixiao and the others turned pale in shock. They looked at the dignified expressions of the masters of the orthodox sects, and looked at their side indignantly. Everyone knew that although the Ming sect won the battle in the second battle, but because the vice sect leader Yuan killed a lot, On the contrary, the hatred between the two sides deepened.

Yuan Maung said solemnly: "It's a pity that my cultivation is not enough, otherwise I can use the method of the yin spirit to lure the spiritual sense of Master Fan and Brother Yang out of the body, and then send them to reincarnation..."

Before Yuan Maung could finish speaking, he heard the sound of a sword screeching, and then he saw Fang Sheng put his sword in the sheath, and put his hands up to the sky, saying, "You said that our husband and wife can't help you, and I really thought that you could lead the world alone. ?
Hey, we have invited the Patriarch of Xiandao, Zixiao Lingguang Liji Dingdedong Miaoqing Emperor Xuandijun Datian Patriarch, his old man has come down to earth! "

After Fang Sheng finished speaking, he bowed to the sky and bowed deeply, then bowed a few more times, and shouted loudly: "Disciple Fang Sheng, I welcome Zixiao Lingguang Liji Dingdedong Miaoqing Emperor Xuanji, the great grandfather of the Great Heavenly Master, and arrive at the mortal. !"

Who is Zixiao Lingguang Liji Dingdedong Miaoqing Emperor Xuanji?
Hearing Fang Sheng's words, Yuan Maung's face was full of confusion. He just felt that the name was too long and awkward. He really couldn't imagine how such a person could exist in the world.

Not only Yuan Maung was confused, but many of the disciples of the Ming sect were also full of confusion. Only the heads of the orthodox sect were full of joy, but they looked up and saw that there was nothing in the bright sky, and everyone was a little bit surprised.

Master Liu Yun and Master Liu Shui were the most concerned, and said in unison, "Has Patriarch Qingxuan really descended into the world?"

But seeing Fang Sheng's waist not straightening up, Yang Zhuoluo also followed him down and shouted: "Disciple Yang Zhuoluo, welcome Zixiao Lingguang Liji Dingdedong Miaoqing Emperor Datian, grandma Miaoyun Chilian Yuanjun, and grandma Long three. A holy chariot reaches the world!"

Qingxuan Emperor and Chilian Yuanjun played in the world 30 years ago, and it was Yang Zhuolo who followed and waited on him back then. Everyone in the world knows about this. , Gu Hongzi, Bai Yuan, Kong Jian and other seniors all believed it [-]% of the time.

Real Master Liu Yun and Real Master Liu Shui also hurriedly flashed behind them and bowed, and the rest of the sect masters naturally ran to line up to bow.

Yuan Maung pondered it several times and whispered: "Zixiao Lingguang is extremely determined...Dongmiao Qingxuan...Emperor Great Heavenly Master...Qingxuan Emperor...Qingxuan..."

After reading, his expression suddenly changed, he looked up and looked around in panic, thinking in surprise: "It's Qingxuan Patriarch Master Lin, Chilian Patriarch Grandma Li, and Grandma Long, I didn't expect Fang Sheng to be able to invite the three protagonists here. , today is the catastrophe that I am embarrassed and punished..."

Suddenly, the sky was bright, and the eastern morning sun was shining with purple and golden light, and there was a gust of wind in the flat ground, and the white clouds in the sky began to gather and rotate rapidly, condensing into the appearance of the palace gate, which only scared everyone in front of the Shaolin Temple to bow their heads three times. Inch.

Seeing all kinds of strange phenomena in front of them, everyone knows that there must be immortals descending to earth to appear holy.

Among the immortals present, Du'e and Yuan Maongxiu were the most powerful, but the combined efforts of the two of them might not be able to agitate such a great change. It was self-evident who came.

Yuan Maung looked at the strange scene in front of him and was in a state of turmoil. He looked at the handprints that he had photographed that had long been dyed red with blood and mud. Yuan Maung knew that several masters had taught him not to kill and slaughter at will, so he killed himself today. After six or seven people, I really don't know how the old man and grandma will be angry when they see it...

Thinking that Lin Qingxuan, Li Mochou, and Xiaolongnu would fly to the front, Yuan Maung was so frightened that his tall and majestic body shrunk to the size of an ordinary person. Prepare to run away from the wind.

Suddenly, the bottom of the cloud palace in the sky turned into a vortex, and a huge palm shone with golden light penetrating the white cloud vortex and descended from the sky, like a huge meteor smashing the flying Yuan Ma to the ground.

"boom……"

The righteous and evil masters in front of the Shaolin Temple only felt that the mountain was shaken for a while, and then the sky was filled with sand and dust.

When the smoke cleared, everyone could see that the square in front of the Shaolin Temple, which had been turned into a semi-circular pit due to the battle between Yuan Maeng and the Nine Elders of Xinchan Hall, had become a bigger and deeper palm-shaped pit. On the other hand, Yuan Maung, half of his body was embedded in the ground, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and at a glance, he knew that the injury was serious.

Seeing that the palm of the gods had suppressed Yuan Maeng, who was invincible and invincible just now, the knees of the masters of the orthodox sect involuntarily bent down. trembling.

A gust of breeze blew, and the wonderful sounds of the heavenly sounds came into the ears of everyone, and a few cranes chirped, and everyone saw a row of dancing cranes flying from the Baiyun Palace, and in the middle of the crane ring dancing guard, there were three The immortals stepped on the auspicious clouds and fell together.

Everyone just glanced at the long-bearded Taoist in the middle of the three immortals, and they recognized the old patriarch of Qingxuan. The one with a pink face and blush on the side of the patriarch of Qingxuan, the female crown with a smile on the corner of his mouth was Chilian Yuanjun, and the other handsome in white. The woman's face was like frost, and almost no one recognized her.

When the three patriarchs of Qingxuan landed in front of the Shaolin Temple, Du'e, Kongjian, Liuyun, Liushui, Zhuangzhuang, Guhongzi, Baiyuan and other masters of the great sect knelt down and kowtowed, shouting to see the Emperor Xuan of Qing Dynasty.

Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo knelt down and reported: "Grandpa, Yuan Maang has profound skills, and his real body spells are extremely powerful, and his grandson is incompetent, so he couldn't take him down..."

It turned out that Lin Qingxuan, Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluan flew to the sky above Songshan an hour ago. Lin Qingxuan, Li Mochou and Xiao Longnv did not start to observe Baili with their spiritual thoughts. I saw the battle in front of the Shaolin Temple.

At that time, Yuan Maung had already turned into a monster and killed six people in a row. Fang Sheng saw that his aunt was about to be injured by Yuan Maung's magical power, and hurriedly stopped Yuan Maung in harmony with his sword.

Yang Zhuoluo is a clever person, and he has long seen the unsettled expression on the face of the grandfather of Qingxuan, when he saw Yuan Maung's killing, and then he followed her husband Fang Shengfei to fight Yuan Maung.

With Yang Zhuoluo's voice reminder, Fang Sheng also understood that Grandpa Qingxuan was very annoyed when he saw the spirit beast under his seat going down to earth, so he thought of taking down Yuan Maung with his wife, so as not to have to take the trouble of Qingxuan Lao. Grandfather casts spells.

However, after fighting for a long time, Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo realized that although their swordsmanship was powerful, they couldn't help Yuan Maung's demon body, so they had no choice but to invite their grandfather to come down to earth to be holy.

After listening to Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo thinking about Lin Qingxuan's kneeling attitude, the seniors of the Orthodox and Ming sects realized that Yuan Maeng was actually a servant boy who followed Emperor Xuan of Qing Dynasty.

Everyone was relieved to think that Yuan Maeng was the person next to the ancestor of Qingxuan, and it was not surprising that Yuan Maeng's supernatural powers were so powerful.

Lin Qingxuan stroked his beard and smiled, and looked at the people in front of the mountain gate with kind eyes. Regardless of their identity and martial arts, everyone was taken care of by his kind eyes.

When everyone was excited, they heard Lin Qingxuan say lightly: "This Yuan Maung was originally a white ape raised by the old Taoist in the secret realm of Caolu, and then he ate Lingdan Xianguo all day long, and listened to me for a long time. , Unexpectedly, he is also a little beast with a sense of blessing.

Six years ago, he suddenly attained the Tao through cultivation, and he actually built an immortal foundation, transformed himself into a human being, and developed a whole body of immortal magical powers.

Chi Lian Yuanjun and Long Xiangu went to Beihai for a long time and we were away from home, and I didn’t want to be run away by him. First, Guangming Ding defeated the seven major sects and became famous all over the world. , the ferocity is irresistible! "

Saying that, Lin Qingxuan glanced coldly at Yuan Maung in the deep pit, and the little dragon girl said lightly, "Bai Yuan'er, don't pretend to be miserable and ask for pity, and you still don't see the master?"

Yuan Maung knew that he couldn't hide it from the master, so he hurriedly opened his eyes, the red light in his eyes disappeared, and only panic was left.

Crawling out of the soil, not caring about being covered in mud and black hair and being naked, Yuan Maung crawled in front of Lin Qingxuan with both hands and feet, and did not dare to look up at the three masters. Master, see the old man and wife. The little slave remembers the teachings of the masters. After coming out of the secret realm, he has never committed murder in vain.

Sir, I know I'm wrong, I beg your master to spare your life..."

Yuan Maung accompanied Lin Qingxuan and the four in the secret realm of Kunlun for hundreds of years. In their hearts, they had long regarded Yuan Maung as their sons and grandsons. At this time, all three of them could see that what Yuan Maang said had some truth. Appearance Lin Qingxuan really couldn't do it.

Lin Qingxuan looked at Yuan Maung's miserable appearance of being injured by his own palm, and the anger in his heart also subsided by [-]%, and snorted coldly: "Running away you little bastard, to make the martial arts turbulent, it is really hateful.

The old Taoist killed you with a single palm, and pity you that it is not easy for you to cultivate. He is the first demon ancestor who opened up the world. But if you let go of you, I am afraid that you will be obsessed with killing and tyranny. Demon Dao, it's really difficult..."

(End of this chapter)