Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 502 The Raging Stars

Whoohoo!
The strong wind swept across, and dozens of hundreds of bright yellow thunderbolts suddenly broke through the gaps in the clouds and rushed down, encircling the bronze magic mirror floating above the field from all directions.

All along, they hid this secret and coaxed Chen Yuan to bring it back to this world, but the way of heaven has eyes, reversed time and space and sent this fetish to Zhenjun Temple for protection.

So that they can't do it directly.

Now the young man named Chen Yuan refuses to be soft and hard, and they have no other choice. Even if they risk the danger of being seen by heaven, they still have to take this fetish into their hands. If the other party really reverses time and space, All that will come in vain.

He didn't even dare to gamble, what if this Chen Yuan succeeds?

"Take back the Kunlun Mirror!"

There were overlapping and hoarse shouts resounding in the flashes of lightning, and in a short moment of bombardment, Chen Yuan, who was below, stared fixedly at the lightning that was extending rapidly, and visually measured the distance between them.

"Prepare……"

His lips twitched, and he murmured to his master to go to one side. At the moment when dozens of thunder and lightning fell, Chen Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the sky.

Chen Yuan, who had just evacuated from the magic circle and landed on the ground, turned her head abruptly when she heard the sound. The originally restrained electric light suddenly flourished again, bursting out with light blue ripples and impacting the surroundings in a circular shape.

boom-

"Only the last one left, everyone desperate!" Duan Yinglong opened his mouth and screamed, his mouth was full of blood and silk threads stuck between his teeth, he looked quite miserable.

The old monk in Zhenhai suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his huge figure of more than one foot flew to the distant forest field, smashing a big tree, and continued to fly backwards without hesitating, smashing two trees behind him one after another, before falling to the ground. After rolling a few times on the ground and bouncing twice, it barely stopped.

The sword's edge crossed a long trajectory, and with a bright light, it slashed down. Almost at the same time, several phantoms rushing towards Chen Yuan also raised their heavy soldiers high at this moment, all in unison. Swing it down.

Zhenhai tremblingly propped up his upper body, he still wanted to go over, crawled a few times, lay down on the ground and panted weakly, "My Buddha...how should disciples stop them...the world is in catastrophe, the people are suffering, my Buddha is merciful...it is necessary To save...Shizun...what should disciples do..."

I wish God would give me some time to do nothing, just retreat and cultivate crazily, forcing my cultivation base to grow a little bit, maybe even a little bit, maybe I can support a little more at the moment.

"Zhenjun, I will help you!"

Chen Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands and pressed down again. Heroes such as Guan Gong and Zhang Fei also used all their incense power to resist the power of the stars descending from the sky.

The majestic voice of the old man resounded throughout, and the grassy ground suddenly lit up with streaks and patterns that quickly spread around him centered on him.

"It's done."

In that picture, there are bloody palms stretched out.

"You wait for the stars, you haven't finished fighting with the poor monk yet!"

The lines of the closed magic circle stopped immediately, and in an instant, the overlapping voices came out with laughter.

It hit the ground heavily, forcibly pressing out a gully and pushing back. Kun Dao, who rushed to help him, was knocked down by the electric arc on the old woman's body as soon as he touched it.

"That's because you are looking at Shizun's face!"

"Master!"

The old lady's cultivation base was much higher than those of these cultivators. Seeing the flashes of lightning descending one after another, and the Immortal Jade Formation was operating at the same time with the efforts of her fellow practitioners, no matter how calm she was, she couldn't help feeling a little excited.

But after all, it was reluctant. In just a few breaths, Chen Yuan's feet began to tremble, and several heroes behind her were retreating.

The figure turned into a flowing light and rushed to the edge of the magic circle, and several phantoms behind him were also rushing wildly, with beautiful beards fluttering and blue dragons groaning, leopard-headed ring-eyed snake spears roaring, cloak rolling, and heavy spears waving horizontally...

"Chen—Yuan!"

The stagnant veins moved again, getting closer to the mana from the other formations.

Monk Zhenhai's eyes were closed tightly, his face was blue, blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, and he lay on the ground twitching slightly. He had suffered a lot of injuries before, but at this moment, he had already tried his best.

In the words, it seemed that he was also increasing his divine power, but just when the magic circle was propped up and cracked, a figure stepped on the wet ground at the entrance in the distance, and there was a series of trampling footsteps, and the robes were hunting. The crackling sound rushed straight to this side with a swish.

"What courage, what courage!"

The sound of thunder rolled among the clouds and the fields, and this time it completely angered the stars in the magic circle. They gave up their laughter and disdain before, and became violent and terrifying.

"Old monk, we really don't dare to kill you—"

"Ah!"

"Uh ah ah!"

——Fudo Ming Wang Dharma Xiang!
Like a wrathful King Kong, under the palm, there was a sound of Buddha, and behind the bulging and cracking magic circle, Dian Guang shrank back after being hit, making a roar-like sound.

In the nearest place, Chen Yuan's sleeves were still ripped open, and only Guan Gong, Xiang Yu, Zhang Fei, Qin Qiong, and Zhao Yun were the heroes behind. Before, they fought alone, but now facing the supernatural power of the stars, they finally realized how small they are.

Chen Yuan yelled, leaped, and came behind the old woman in a swish, stopped the force of flying back, and the moment she lowered her to the ground, Chen Yuan ran wildly with both feet, and the fingers between her hands changed rapidly.

However, the smile that had just appeared on her face had not been revealed for a moment, and it quickly sank, and the crutch in her hand was pressed into the soil immediately, "Be careful, there is a scam!"

Close at hand.

The thick palm that was pressed was raised, erected the Vajra Buddha seal, and then slapped it again with a bang.

"Master..."

In one corner of the large formation in all directions, there are more than ten teams of cultivators and disciples of the elders and disciples of the Taoist priests. Among them, the advanced ones will be the leader, and their mana will be spent. The leader will use their magic weapons to insert into the formation. horn.

In the lightning, faces called out Chen Yuan's name, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Is that all you have spent so much effort? It's not hard enough... so..."

"Master!"

"Chen Yuan, please."

The old woman's voice sounded behind her, she rushed over, pressed her skinny palm on Chen Yuan's back, almost her whole life's cultivation and mana were stirred up in an instant, she originally came from the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and Chen Yuan's current cultivation The Dharma sect is connected with each other, there is no repulsion, the two sides merged into one, and finally stopped the retreating steps.

The weak voice murmured, and looking at the dark clouds, the old woman suddenly smiled, as if she had returned to her youthful days, seeing pictures on the clouds that made her nostalgic.

The thunder and lightning crashed down and hit the place where Chen Yuan was standing. The lightning flashed out immediately, and the bluish-white light dazzled the eyes of those around him. He decided to hit his feet with a bang.

the next moment.

It was an immature little hand, and when three copper coins fell on the big palm, there was a clear and crisp sound of ding dong.

Chen Yuan's pupils shrank, and before he could rush over, the old woman who had spoken just now appeared above the magic circle in a blink of an eye, and the crutch in her hand was smashed against the bouncing thunder and lightning. superior.

"A copper coin is ten thousand, and if you have three coins in your hand, that's thirty thousand!"

The fat Taoist saw this scene in the magic circle not far away, and shouted at the old woman.The voice passed, and the thin figure on the ground moved, reaching out to grab the crutch left on the ground, but tried several times, but failed, just lying there, looking straight at the thick sky with cloudy eyes. cloudy.

"Qiaoer!"

"Writing a book of talismans, revealing the power of the spirit!"

"Qiaoer!"

Chen Yuan held the Moon Misty Sword in both hands and sank down suddenly. Zhu Renjie also seemed to be assisted, and his figure was solid. He held the weapon in his hand and sank down. point.

——The seal of the Great Subduing Demon!

His thin figure also swelled up at the same time, his robes tightened, and there was a series of crackling sounds from his body. In a blink of an eye, the old monk from Zhenhai turned into a man of ten feet, his muscles were as hard as a piece of iron, showing a copper-yellow appearance. color.

The voice turned into a female voice, still hoarse: "Is it true that our stars are sitting like rotten trees in the sky? We also understand the tricks of the human world, even more than you."

The old woman hadn't smiled like this for a long time, and stretched out her hand in a daze.

"Start formation!"

"Execution Immortal Formation, get up!"

When he spoke again, the berserk divine power of the stars stirred up again, frenziedly swimming in the magic circle, and the electric arc hit the thin film of light, Chen Yuan froze, and the old woman who was behind him suddenly With a scream, it flew out like a cannonball.

The plump lips trembled, murmuring.

In the blue-white flashing electric light, the voices of all the stars were mixed.

"Zhenjun... big brother..."

The copper-yellow body immediately shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to its original emaciated appearance.

"Master, I leave it to you."

Bang!
There was a dull sound, and the mana and divine power that had been stirred up were squeezed between the electric snake and various weapons and swayed around. At this moment, circles of lines appeared on the skin and flesh of Chen Yuan's face. The robe fluttered around, and the bun on the top of the head was also loosened in an instant, fluttering backwards with a clatter.

There was no painful expression on his face, only pale, with blood dripping from his mouth and nose, and the only remaining hand was still pressing on the circle, driving the lines forward.

"Boss, hurry up!"

"Old maniac, I am dying... I can hardly stand on my feet."

Dozens of veins lit up, and the light suddenly spread from all around, connecting with the rays of light spreading from the eyes of the formation.

Chen Yuan had already tried her best, and he shouted loudly towards that side, like an old man immersed in a hallucination suddenly woke up, his eyes flicked across the corner of his eyes, and he looked at the surrounding light from the corner of his eye, he gritted his teeth, "Ah!" Roaring, according to the Judgment on the ground, a ball of white light suddenly burst out.

The suspended Kunlun Mirror suddenly shone, and it shrank back to its original size and fell into his hand.

His sanity also became a little fuzzy at this time, in order to stay awake, after shouting that sound, he kept chanting some rules in the Tao of Heavenly Master, and also talked about the words of justice.

"Big brother, will you avenge Qiao'er?"

Ahead, as soon as Chen Yuan stepped on the ground, she jumped up high, and a black shadow flew from the bullock cart, and the moment she grabbed it——

"Bleeding so much blood, how much meat do you have to eat to make it up... don't you just instill mana, you don't need to keep bleeding like this, these gods don't have the ability to fart, but the ability to make people bleed is first-rate..."

……

On the other side, Qingxu and Feihe are also in the same situation. They are the leaders in these formations, and they are facing the terrifying power of Xingxiu, especially the old Taoist Feihe. The elbow bone was broken, piercing the sleeve of the robe, revealing a white bone spur.

The Immortal Jade Formation must be activated...

The cultivators who maintained the veins around the magic circle had livid faces and bloodshot eyes, but they still couldn't give up holding the magic weapon, driving the magic power gathered by everyone to spread the veins towards the eyes of the formation.

Fudo Mingwang Dharma Aspect required sacrificing some essence and blood energy, but it still had no effect.

The magic power of the moon in his hand was almost completely erupted, and several heavy soldiers dropped from above were also exerting force together, firmly resisting the agitating and bouncing electric light, pressing it in the magic circle to prevent it from being destroyed everywhere.

Chen Yuan could almost see human and weird faces in this flash of lightning, including old people, young men and women, and immature faces. However, when they looked at Chen Yuan, their faces were all ferocious and gloomy. .

The fat Taoist at the side, his fat body was swaying wildly, blood kept dripping from his nose, and he wiped it again and again. He pressed his hand on the back of the fellow in front of him, and wiped his nose with the other from time to time.

"Chen Yuan, do you really think you can fool us with some tricks?"

"The gods in the sky are not benevolent. It is our duty as mortal monks to uphold justice and resolve disasters in the world..."

At the same time as the sound of an almost furious roar sounded, there was a loud noise brought by a terrifying palm force, and it slapped on the magic circle.

Lying on the ground, his vision was blurred. He looked at the flickering electric light and the crumbling magic circle in the distance. He kept chanting Buddhist scriptures, no longer praying like prayer beads, but praying for Chen Yuan over there to have a group of like-minded people. Ability to turn the tide.

The old monk who came running wildly pressed his palm on the crack of the magic circle, and pressed back the swollen light film of the magic circle. His gray beard danced, and the old monk's Buddha power also agitated, his feet stepped on the ground, and slowly swelled , Cracked the ground and fell into the mud.

"Of course it's more than that!"

Yujianshu. Excalibur!
As soon as he made a move, Chen Yuan took out the most powerful sword technique. The sword trembled and buzzed, and instantly turned into a heavy broad sword in his hand.

Duan Yinglong waved his whisk.

The light exploded, and the figure of the old woman flew back. As she flew back, the crutches spun, and the yellow talismans flew out densely like a rain of arrows. When they touched the air, they ignited flames, ice, and rocks, and then fell again. Beasts such as firebirds crazily smashed into the thunder and lightning light in the magic circle.

"Hahaha!"

The timid little girl asked in front of the blood-stained man.

"meeting."

The man nodded and touched his well-behaved little head. However, he took her little hand and walked through his parents' tomb together at dusk to the outside world.

It's like a beautiful painting.

(End of this chapter)