After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 138
The two disciples had smiles on their brows, and their clear eyes were watching Monkey King and Ao Qing who were making trouble in the audience.

"Who is in the audience, how dare you trespass on my supreme Taoist temple!" No one spoke, his voice hoarse.

"If you hurt me, a disciple of the Supreme Taoist Temple, you must wait for blood to pay for it!"

Another female Taoist in a navy blue Taoist robe spoke. Although she had the same appearance as Wuyi, her voice was completely different, and it sounded sweet and childish to others.

A long dark purple whip was condensed in Wu's hand, and the cold lightning lingered around his body.

"Wuji, kill them!"

As soon as the words fell, Wuji and Wu rushed to the audience with a weapon in one hand.

Wuji fought against Monkey King, and Wuji threw a long whip at Ao Qing.

The long whip rolled towards the face with lightning, like a sharp wind blade, Ao Qing's face remained unchanged, and the fairy sword in his hand also condensed lightning to fight against it.

"Sorry, I'm also good at controlling electricity."

Thinking about it, the long sword in his hand spun out the sword flower, and several lightning bolts flew through the air, actually wrapping the long whip in Wu Yi's hand, and in an instant, there was a burning "Zi Zi" sound in the air.

With a movement of her finger, Ao Qing directly manipulated the lightning and slashed fiercely to the side of the long whip.

"Boom!" With a sound, the long whip broke into several pieces and exploded into the air.

The weapon in his hand was cut off directly, and Wu's face changed drastically, and he immediately understood the huge difference in cultivation.

Fighting directly with him would inevitably lead to disadvantages, Wuyi frowned, and was about to activate the formation to surround the girl in front of him, but suddenly felt a chill behind him, the neck was pierced by a sharp blade, and dripping blood spurted out.

And behind Wuyi is a paper puppet that looks like a real person!
The paper puppet turned into knives with both hands, and under Ao Qing's control, it pierced through the throat and beheaded the female Taoist directly.

The robe was soaked in blood, and the female Taoist screamed like a mandarin duck, and then her figure twisted and changed, and her joints were dislocated and reorganized, transforming from a human into a mermaid.

The alien beast has a human face and a fish body, and its sound is like a mandarin duck.

This female Taoist is the strange fish Chi Chi who lives in Qingqiu Mountain.

Holding the fairy sword in hand, Ao Qing turned to look at another female Taoist who was fighting Monkey King.

The cultivation bases of female Taoists are all high-level celestial beings. If true immortals are fighting against heavenly immortals, how can female Taoists compete with each other?
Now it seems that it is scarred and lingering.

Checkmate is not dead, it is now!
Running the spiritual power in her hands, Ao Qing condensed a water blade and shot it towards the neck of the female Taoist priest.

"Pfft!"

The ice blade directly cut off the female Taoist head, turned into a red and half fish-shaped human face from mid-air, and fell heavily to the ground, splashing out blood foam all over the place.

The beheading was successful, and the illustrated book moved slightly.

Ao Qing didn't check it out, but stared at the increasingly thick aura in the room.

Looking at Monkey King beside him, Ao Qing said in a deep voice, "Wait here, there is something in the house!"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong took a few steps back and stared at the interior of the Taoist temple.

Sure enough, after the two female Taoists were beheaded, large black moths filled the main hall of the Taoist temple, rushing towards the two of them at the door like a gathering black cloud.

With a movement of Monkey King's mind, he squeezed the Jue with his hand, and a flame burst out from his palm, aiming at the moth and bombarding it.

The flames engulfed the moths, and under the intense burning, the moths rushed to the ground to die.

After a while, the ground was covered with black moth corpses.

An old gray-robed Taoist in the room walked out slowly with a pipe in hand, stepping on the corpse on the ground with his feet, making a slight crisp sound.

The gray-robed old man's face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were dim and lifeless, the flame of the pipe in his hand was still on, and the breeze blew, and the light of the smoke lingered and circled.

Ao Qing glanced at the gray-robed old man with his eyes, flipping through the illustration book.

The old Taoist body is special, neither human nor demon, but a combination of filth and corpse, it seems to be a strange thing produced after the whole bloated corpse is filled with filth and evil.

Cultivated as a high-level real immortal, with a high-grade immortal artifact and nine evil pianos in his body.

Ao Qing subconsciously clenched the fairy sword in her hand and calmed down. This evil spirit is really difficult to deal with, but the high-level cultivation of the real immortal is still somewhat sure.

The old man in front of the door twitched his face and pulled out a dry and stiff smile.

"Killed a few people from my supreme Taoist temple, today, you and the younger generation will never get out alive!"

In the hands of the old Taoist, there was a pitch-black guqin carved with nine pieces. The body of the piano was huge, floating directly beside the old Taoist, fully three times the length of the old Taoist body.

The old Taoist's fingers moved out of thin air, and several winds turned the virtual into reality to form a big hand, aiming at the strings and stroking them.

"Buzz!"

The strings vibrated, and the sound waves turned into sharp claws, flying up with billowing smoke.

The entire Taoist temple seemed to be shrouded in evil smoke, and a huge vortex was formed in the surging black smoke, and it was a killer move as soon as it was shot.

The situation changed suddenly, and the black vortex continued to gather and entangle, and soon gathered into a pair of huge palms.

"Death!"

The old Taoist's fingers fell, and the palms in the vortex pointed at the bodies of the two and pressed down heavily. Amidst the gathering of countless resentments and evil spirits, the entire Supreme Taoist Temple was shaken left and right, and the walls shattered and collapsed!
"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

An ear-piercing cry came from the vortex, but if you listen carefully, it is the strange sound of Guqin!

Ao Qing saw that there was black mist in front of her eyes, her complexion was as usual, and the spiritual power of the real immortal cultivation was poured into Taikang, and the Taikang fairy sword was surrounded by streamers, and the sword screamed bursts.

The huge palm was already pressed down, and the ground flew sand and rocks, and it turned out to be a huge crater several feet deep.

Sun Wukong used supernatural powers to resist, and the expression on his face changed.

"This bull-nosed old man's cultivation is above mine!"

"No rush." ​​Ao Qing tapped the ground lightly with her toes, and jumped into the air.

The fairy sword in his hand drew a dazzling white light in the black mist, Ao Qing stood holding the sword, and said coldly: "It's not enough to suppress me with this!"

Reciting the incantation silently, the sword light aimed straight at the giant hand and the whirlpool.

Like a white rainbow falling into the sun, the white light exploded directly in the black mist, cutting the palm and the whirlpool in half.

Turning sharply, he raised his sword and slashed at the whirlpool again.

The sword light flew through the black mist like lightning, and after a while, the black mist vortex was cut into pieces everywhere, and dissipated and collapsed in all directions.

A small difference in realm is the difference between cloud and mud, not to mention a big difference in realm.

After several blows, the gray-robed old man spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

The black mist dissipated, and the surroundings were full of broken bricks and tiles.

The old man stood on the collapsed broken pillar, with internal injuries, and blood slowly slid from the corner of his mouth.

With a gloomy complexion, he slashed fiercely at his wrist, and the blood condensed and splashed on the nine evil zithers.

"Buzz!"

The sound wave turned into a scarlet blade, killing Ao Qing from all directions.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the surrounding blood blades, Ao Qing smiled slightly, threw the fairy sword in the air, and quickly formed seals with his fingers.

"break!"

As soon as the word came out, the sword light exploded, like a raging flood rushing towards the scarlet blade in the air.

"Crash!"

The blade shattered and dissipated, Ao Qing once again condensed a water blade in his hand, aimed at the gray-robed old man and stabbed away.

The water blade pierced through the air, "swish, swish, swish" a few times, and several bright red cracks were drawn on the old man's body, his flesh turned out, and the spiritual power of the old man's body exploded to resist, and the two spiritual forces collided with each other, shaking sand and stones!

Under the exploding white light, the gray-robed old man was completely thrown out, and smashed into the ruined wall with a "bang".

Seeing this, Ao Qing was about to make up for it.

Suddenly, the old man's body began to twist violently, and scales condensed out of his body at an astonishing speed, gradually turning into a dark red cocoon.

(End of this chapter)