Taoist endowment

Chapter 151 The Battle of Exterminating the Sect ([-])

"Junior brother, hide!"

Seeing Chen Jingyun attacking his junior brother, Ge Xiao couldn't help but exclaimed. Just now, when he watched Chen Jingyun condense the pale mist all over the sky into a ball, and the flag and banner no longer obeyed his orders, he already had a premonition of something wrong. wonderful.

Although his banner is just a broken mysterious treasure, the power of extreme yin contained in it is not fake!
In the early years, Ge Xiao relied on this treasure to be able to traverse the northern and southern lands, and even the monks in the late Yuanying period were damaged by this treasure. At this time, all the spiritual power in the banner is concentrated in one place, and its power can be imagined .

Hearing the senior brother's exclamation, Wan Nianqing could only smile wryly in his heart. It wasn't that he didn't want to dodge, but that under the guidance of Chen Jingyun's huge spiritual sense, unless he had the cultivation base of the primordial spirit realm and the means to teleport in the void, otherwise this One blow to him is inevitable!

Since there was no way to avoid it, and he couldn't bear the spirit beasts on his waist to die in vain, Wan Nianqing couldn't help but gritted his teeth, then bent his heart, and raised his palm to his Tianling Gai to hit him!
This action startled Jianzun She and Monk Bugou, and thought to himself: "What kind of trouble is this old ghost? There is no such thing as death!"

When Ge Xiao saw Wan Nianqing's movements, blood and tears could not help flowing from his already red eyes, and he kept using the spells in his hands, using the aura of Taoism to stop the pale light group that was erratic, but it was a pity that the muddy cow entered the sea and did not startle. Little waves.

Besides, as soon as Wan Nianqing hit his own spirit, his skinny body immediately swelled like an inflated pig's shoulders, instantly swelled up like a ball, and slammed into the pale ball of light shot by Chen Jingyun.

Where the heavenly spirit was broken, a little baby escaped by taking advantage of the situation, but it was not the Nascent Soul that Wan Nianqing had cultivated for thousands of years!

With the bang of "Boom!", Wan Nianqing's body suddenly exploded, and a stream of black blood with infinite hostility gushed out from it. After a short pause, it turned into the shape of a greedy wolf with teeth and claws, and opened its mouth wide , actually swallowed the pale ball of light into his stomach!
In one breath, the greedy wolf exploded, and the ball of light shot by Chen Jingyun also became invisible.

Seeing Wan Nianqing's series of actions, Chen Jingyun didn't feel any disturbance in his heart, it was just a little bit of struggling.

Lifting the palm to fly the flying sword that Sword Master She attacked, stepping on the foot to shatter the Buddha's handprint exerted by Monk Bugou, and then killing several spirit beasts released by Ge Xiao with the power of thunder, there is no shelter around Wannianqing's Nascent Soul !
"Wan Laogui! Give you a good death!" Following Chen Jingyun's yell, Wan Nianqing had already fled in a hurry, flying around the Nascent Soul in the distance, and suddenly stretched out countless ghostly hands. Unable to dodge for a while, he was caught in the palm of a withered hand covered with long blue hair!

Seeing his younger brother's Nascent Soul being captured, Ge Xiao couldn't help roaring angrily. It must be known that a cultivator's Nascent Soul is somewhere between reality and reality, and its escape speed can directly catch up with a cultivator in the Yuanshen Realm.

But who would have imagined that this Xianyunzi was extremely sinister, and he had already laid his hands around, just waiting for the younger brother's Nascent Soul to enter the urn. What's even more exasperating is that the one who captured the junior Nascent Soul turned out to be the snatching handle that originally belonged to him. The method in the soul streamer!
"Little Xianyun is too deceitful!" Ge Xiao was so anxious at this moment that he couldn't care less about words. After a loud shout, a phantom snake suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and the snake showed its teeth The snake bites towards Chen Jingyun, but the tail of the snake rolls towards the ghost hand that is capturing the Wannianqing Yuanying.

Seeing Ge Xiao's movements, Chen Jingyun couldn't help grinning, and shouted: "Senior Sister!" Then he pointed his fingers full of spiritual power at She Jianzun, and ignored the imminent Flood Snake Shadow!
Just as Ji Yanlan broke through the aura protecting the mountain that was no longer stimulated by the monk Yuan Ying, she heard Chen Jingyun's clear shout, raised her eyebrows, and swung her sword to chop it off!

The three hundred sword cultivators behind him formed an formation to face the enemy, and instantly killed a few monks from Wanshou Mountain who were attacking frantically.

"Brother, save me—!" With the clenched black ghost's hand in mid-air, Wan Nianqing's Nascent Soul couldn't help letting out a miserable howl, followed by a "Peng!", pitiful Thousands of years and thousands of years of practice have turned into nothingness.
"Junior brother—!" Is the friendship of a thousand years of fellowship unusual?When Ge Xiao saw his junior brother dying at the first sight, he couldn't help but his soul was shattered, and desperately urged the snake transformed by his divine thoughts to swallow Chen Jingyun alive!
It's a pity that things in this world are unsatisfactory for the weak. As a great monk in the late Yuanying period, Ge Xiao is nothing but a pitiful worm in front of Guanzhu Chen.

"Puff! Puff!" There were two soft sounds, the first one was Ji Yanlan's profound sword smashing the attack of Ge Xiao's spiritual form, and the second one was Chen Jingyun's pointing and smashing Jianzun She's head.

This She Jianzun, who had been in the blessed land of Cangshan Mountain for hundreds of years, died clearly and completely, and even the Nascent Soul never escaped!

In the blink of an eye, the two Nascent Soul Realm monks died on the spot, while Chen Jingyun and Ji Yanlan stood there like nothing happened.

"Xian Yunzi, Ji Yanlan! You two concubines... accompany my junior brother!"

With a hissing and cursing, Ge Xiao's figure was raised by more than three feet. Not only did the cassock on his body be torn apart, but layers of scales appeared all over his body. It was Ge Xiao who used the last desperate trick—— - The method of transforming beasts!
Looking at Ge Xiao who turned into a giant beast, Chen Jingyun couldn't help shaking his head in disdain, and said to himself: "Could it be that this old man has been deceived by lard, and even the mysterious beast who guards the mountain called Daoye, I beat him back to his original form. Still afraid of you, half-human, half-beast?"

Looking at each other with Ji Yanlan, both of them saw in each other's eyes that they didn't want to delay, so they had a tacit understanding. One punched brazenly, and the other slashed sharply with his sword, one attacking the middle road and the other attacking the top road. !
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Looking down at the translucent hole between his chest and abdomen, Ge Xiao glanced reluctantly at the disciples who were still attacking the sword formation of Yique Gate, and then the last thought in Yuanying's mind was completely wiped out.

Chen Jingyun's punch crushed Ge Xiao's transformed beast body, while Ji Yanlan's sword pierced through his Consciousness Sea Yuanying. So far, three of the four Yuanying cultivators of Wanshou Mountain have fallen, and only a few are left. Monk Jiu was exhausted on the ground alone and lost his combat power.

As soon as Ge Xiao died, all the monks of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect immediately felt determined to die. Some even ordered the beasts to attack Chen Jingyun and Ji Yanlan, but the monks under Bugou and She Jianzun lost all fighting spirit. Standing in a daze, at a loss.

Repelling the attack of the monks of the Wanshou sect with a wave of his hand, Chen Jingyun stared at the monk Bugou playfully. Although the old monk's face was like gold paper, his eyes were still full of compassion. Several people overstepped.

"Don't be dirty, you are a thief monk who is used to putting on airs! When Fat Zen Master led people to ruin my great event of crossing the catastrophe and destroy my sect, how could I not see you showing such compassion?" Ji Yanlan became more and more angry as she spoke, raising her sword It is necessary to stab Monk Bugou in half.

"Alas! Sword Master Yanlan, do you still remember the Lishan Ancient Tomb?" Monk Bugou ignored Ji Yanlan's killing intent at all, and said such a sentence without thinking.

(End of this chapter)