Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 708 Grand Master (Two in One)

Xuanzhen master pinched the magic formula with both hands, and the talisman immediately turned into a black dragon with teeth and claws. The dragon was tens of feet long, with white teeth, and its aura, although not as good as Sanxian, was not far behind. .

There is no way, the two Sanxian Dao soldiers of Xuanzhen and the old way were all killed by Mo Dust. For a while, the most powerful talisman on his body was this one. He stretched out his hand, and the black dragon roared, All of a sudden, he rushed over, exhaled fishy smell, but headed towards Taoist Qingyuan who was lying on the ground.

This old Taoist priest is shrewd, and Mo Chen won't be seriously injured. Since the two Sanxian Taoist soldiers just now couldn't do anything to his body, this black flood dragon at the peak of Yuanshen must not be able to do anything to him, but just take the blue dragon directly. Yuanzi can see Mo Chen's reality at once. If he can't move, Qing Yuanzi will die immediately, and if he can stop Heijiao, then there is no need to register, the old Taoist will immediately Fleeing with Xuan Ding.

Qing Yuanzi really didn't have the strength to resist the dragon, so he could only lie there and let the dragon slaughter him, but he still had some expectations in his heart. Just now, Mo Chen could kill the two Sanxians with one blow, so maybe he can still make a move save him!
"Oh, you are looking for your own death, but you can't blame me!"

Mo Chen sighed faintly, seeing that the black flood dragon was about to bite Qing Yuanzi, he stood up slowly from the carriage, the pain, the pain, every muscle hurt, Mo Chen's eyebrows and eyes hurt Distorted, but the next moment, the figure on the carriage suddenly disappeared.

boom!
A fist that was about to smash the sky and the earth hit the head of the black dragon. Visible to the naked eye, the black dragon that was more than ten feet long screamed and annihilated into powder at once. Zhang, the space is faintly torn apart.

Mo Chen stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of Qing Yuanzi, looking indifferently at the two Taoists in the air, he said: "If there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you come instead. No wonder I am!"

The carrier smashed the power of the black flood dragon with one punch. At this moment, Mo Chen's whole body was full of momentum. At least the two old masters in the sky were so frightened that they smashed a black dragon in the primordial spirit realm with one punch. It's nothing more than Taoist soldiers, at most they are at the level of earth immortals. There are quite a few of them in Xuanqing immortal sect with this level of cultivation, but the space is almost shattered, which is clearly the level that only golden immortals can do.

"Senior, spare your life, senior, spare your life, I have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and I hope that for the sake of the Xuanqing Immortal Sect, let the two of us go!"

Xuanzhen Xuanding knelt down in the air all of a sudden, begging for mercy like smashing garlic, facing the existence of Jinxian, they didn't even have the idea of ​​running away.

Will Mo Chen let them go?

It would be before, but it won't be now. They have already done it, so there is no hesitation. For Mo Chen, there is no difference between one punch and two punches. Since he stood up, his injury has already deteriorated!
Therefore, facing the two people's begging for mercy, Mo Chen snorted coldly, and punched out again. The violent fist wind whizzed past, and smashed the two people into powder in one fell swoop, destroying both body and spirit.

"Pre... Senior?"

Qing Yuanzi rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and called out to Mo Chen in surprise, is this the Taoist Xuanzhen who almost killed him just now?

"puff!"

Mo Chen didn't pay attention to him at all, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood, his face turned blue and white, his body fell limply to the ground, and his consciousness fell into a coma again.

……

Xuanqing fairy gate, ancestral hall.

The head of the guard Taoist was bit by bit, and he was almost falling asleep. In this ancestral hall, except for the sect priests, almost no one came, so the Taoist fished and fished very calmly.

But before he went to the Moon Palace to meet Sister Chang'e in his dream, two of the row of life lamps enshrined in the ancestral hall suddenly exploded, waking him up from his dream.

He rushed into the ancestral hall in a hurry, looking at the two broken life lamps and the name engraved on them, his expression changed suddenly, only the disciples of the Xuanqing Immortal Sect who had cultivated above the Yuanshen realm, could If you are qualified to keep the life lamp, if two lamps are broken at once, it means that two disciples above the realm of primordial spirit have died!
"It's a disaster, it's a disaster, the lamp of life is broken, the lamp of life is broken!"

The Taoist boy guarding the gate immediately opened his voice and shouted loudly, and the voice mixed with mana instantly spread throughout the sect of Xuanqing Xianmen.Not long after, streamers of light flew out from all the temples in this sect, and rushed to the ancestral hall together.

About a cup of tea, there were seven or eight old Taoist priests with white beards and white beards standing in this ancestral hall. He was kneeling down respectfully, not daring to take a breath.

"Tell me, who is leaving?" One of the Celestial Taoists asked with a grim expression. He is the Great Elder of the Xuanqing Immortal Sect, and his Taoist name is Mingwei.

"Report to Great Elder, just before serving tea, the lamps of Xuan Zhen and Master Xuan Ding suddenly shattered, presumably, presumably they are no longer here." The Taoist said cautiously.

"What, Xuanzhen and Xuanding?!"

Ming Wei's complexion became more and more ugly. The life lamp was broken, which represented the extinction of the primordial spirit. It's nothing more than Xuan Ding, but Xuan Zhen was his favorite disciple, so he just died like this?

"Does any of you here know what Xuanzhen and Xuanding are doing out of the mountain?" Another old fairy stared at Mingwei and asked everyone. leaf.

When he asked, an old Taoist on the left stood up, saluted first, and then said: "The descendants of Xuanzhen's blood were injured by Qing Yuanzi of Chunyang Sword Sect, and he is looking for Qing Yuanzi this time. Trouble."

"Chunyang Sword Sect, how brave you are, dare to kill my beloved disciple!"

The old Taoist Mingwei was furious, with murderous intent in his eyes. In his eyes, Chunyang Sword Sect is just a small sect that has not been established for a few hundred years. Offending their Xuanqing Immortal Sect would be life and death!

"Junior Brother Ming Ye, if I want to go to the Chunyang Sword Sect this time, I have to ask them to hand over the murderer!" Ming Wei said aggressively.

Taoist Ming Ye gave a wry smile, and said: "Senior brother, please be cautious. The Chunyang Sword Sect is the sect founded by Emperor Donghua. OK."

"What's wrong!"

Taoist Mingwei blew his nose and stared at him, he said: "They have backers, we don't, our patriarch is not a vegetarian either, they Chunyang Sword Sect are the ones who killed us first!"

"Senior brother, I know about Qing Yuanzi, but Yuanshen's cultivation base is fierce sword repair, and he shouldn't be the opponent of Xuanzhen and Xuanding's nephews anyway. In my opinion, let's send someone to ask him first. Let’s find out what’s going on, and then make a plan.” Master Mingye persuaded.

"Junior brother, you don't need to say much. If you don't go, you can go in the sect. I will bring my disciples to go!" Taoist Mingwei didn't listen to Taoist Mingye's advice at all, and said abruptly. , and then walked out swaggeringly, and among those few old Taoists, three also followed him out.

Seeing this appearance, Ming Ye sighed, and said: "That's all, let's go and have a look together, if there is any trouble, we can take care of it."

He stepped up to follow, and the rest of the old Taoists also followed him out of the ancestral hall, and for a while, there was only the little Taoist boy left in the ancestral hall.

Yanyun Mountain, Chunyang Sword Sect.

"Master, how is this senior injured?" Qing Yuanzi asked the middle-aged Taoist in front of him nervously.

The middle-aged Taoist has an elegant temperament, with a beautiful beard that is about two inches long, and he is already at the peak of the earth immortal. He is the head of the Chunyang Sword Sect, and he is also the direct disciple of the Emperor Donghua. Clear jade.

At this moment, he was twirling his beard with one hand, feeling the pulse with the other, frowning slightly, and was weighing the injury of the young man in front of him. That man was Mo Chen. After the great battle, Qing Yuanzi ordered him to wake up. Zhang Yutang and others who came over rushed on their own way, and he first flew back to Yanyun Mountain with Mo Chen, who was seriously injured, to seek medical treatment.

Faced with his disciple's question, Daoist Qingyu sighed secretly, stood up, and said with a troubled expression: "Qing Yuan, his injuries are too serious, his internal organs are all broken, and he is helpless as a teacher, but his body is full of vitality, and there is a The incomparably powerful mana is guarding him, so there is no danger of his life, and you will get a Rejuvenation Pill for him later, everything will depend on him.”

"I don't know if you saved this senior, it's a blessing or a curse for our Chunyang Sword Sect." Taoist Qingyu sighed again. Although Mo Chen didn't have much mana in his body, for an earth immortal, the quasi-sage A trace of mana is as majestic as mountains and seas.

This Taoist Qingyu is also lucky. Mo Chen can barely gather his own strength in the past few days. It is possible to counterattack spontaneously and destroy both body and spirit on the spot.

Daoist Qingyu was naturally a little scared to save such a master, but he didn't panic, after all, there was a powerful person standing behind him.

"Well, why don't you go?" Seeing that his disciples were not moving, Master Qingyu could not help but urge him.

Unexpectedly, Qing Yuanzi pointed at Mo Chen and said anxiously: "Master, look...look!"

Daoist Qingyu frowned and lowered his head. My good fellow, I saw countless small openings on Mo Chen's body, and traces of red-golden blood not only spilled out, but immediately burned as soon as it hit the ground.

what's the situation?
Just when Master Qingyu was about to cast a spell to stabilize Mo Chen's injury, Mo Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and a destructive sharp aura erupted from his body, pushing the two masters and apprentices away. out.

Buzz!
Just as the two masters and apprentices were sent back, the entire room and space suddenly annihilated into dust, revealing a void of space.

Qing Yuanzi and Master Qingyu stood in the distance, staring blankly at this scene that seemed to destroy the world. His mind was shocked, and Qing Yuanzi swallowed his saliva and said: "Master...Master, this senior What kind of cultivation?"

Master Qingyu was silent for a while, and replied with some uncertainty: "Maybe, maybe it's not much different from your master Master Chunyang."

Mo Chen was completely unaware of the conversation between the master and the apprentice at the moment. He was trying his best to mobilize the little magic power in his body to deal with the ax energy that kept destroying in his body. Just now, his whole body was shattered and he was bleeding continuously , it was the overflow of the power of the Heavenly God Ax in the sixth-grade green lotus that caused this situation.

This is not the first time he has suppressed the destructive power of the Heavenly God Axe. In the Demon Realm a few years ago, after he was hit by the power of the Heavenly God Axe, he had to carefully hide from the fight between the Heavenly Dao of the Demon Realm and Pangu's real body while trying to Repairing the body was much more difficult than the current situation, but fortunately, he got used to it, and within half an hour, he used his magic power to eliminate all that trace of power, but he had worked so hard to accumulate a little mana, and there was nothing left.

He opened his eyes, looked himself up and down, looked at the cracked skin everywhere, and couldn't help laughing bitterly. Fortunately, the body of Bajiu Xuangong healed very quickly, and the ax energy erupted every three to five days. struggling to support.

This trip was forcibly taken away by Taoist ancestors. For Mo Chen, it was a big loss. He didn't get any benefits, and he was seriously injured. It's just slightly better than those fallen quasi-sages.

"Ex...Senior?" Qing Yuanzi called out to Mo Chen cautiously.

Mo Chen raised his eyes and saw that Qing Yuanzi and a middle-aged Taoist were looking at him tremblingly. The surrounding Qionglouyuyu, densely packed with palaces, seems to be in a certain sect, presumably it is the Yanyun Mountain Chunyang Sword Pai's station.

"You don't have to be afraid. I was just injured. I have an old relationship with your patriarch, so I won't hurt you." Mo Chen forced a smile and said.

Are you old with your grandfather?

Daoist Qingyu and Qing Yuanzi looked at each other, and Daoist Qingyu asked respectfully: "Young Master Qingyu, who is the head teacher of the Chunyang Sword Sect, never imagined that senior has an old relationship with his family teacher. Dare to ask senior for his name?"

Lu Dongbin's disciple?

Mo Chen raised his brows, but he didn't hide his identity. He wanted to invite Lu Dongbin here. Sooner or later, he wanted to talk. Have you heard?"

Lu Dongbin is one of the Eight Immortals of Shangdong, he can be regarded as the registered disciple of Taishang Laojun. There are not many people who call him senior brother, and he is also called Mo Chen...

Daoist Qingyu thought about it, and immediately figured out Mo Chen's identity. He immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Disciple pays homage to Great Sage Burning Heaven!"

Great Sage Burning Heaven!

As soon as the name came out, Qing Yuanzi, who hadn't connected with the powerful monster in front of him before, also kneeled softly, knelt down on the ground with a plop, and said, "Greetings, Master!"

"Get up, get up, so many etiquettes, Qingyu, you are not as sensible as Qing Yuanzi, and you still call me by my name?" Mo Chen said.

Daoist Qingyu kowtowed and said, "It's my disciple's fault, I'm paying my respects to Master!"

"That's right, get up quickly, you must have a way to contact that guy Lu Dongbin, call him down quickly, I have something to talk to him."...

ps: Sorry, I sent it to the third volume, and I asked the editor to help delete it later.
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