I am immortal.

Chapter 258 Rituals start to overwhelm the world;

The stream of light that exterminated the Buddha and the Emperor during the Second Tribulation Era slowly dissipated after a long time.

On the original quaint body, mysterious lines appeared. This violin has a kind of intimacy with Xiao Pengcao, allowing her to touch it, but other than that, it is not much different from the past. On this day, Huo took the Qin to ask Emperor Dongyue.

Emperor Dongyue stroked the zither, quite surprised, and said: "This is... the Buddha and the Emperor."

"Have you met someone from the Wa clan?"

Seeing Qi Wuhuo was puzzled, Emperor Dongyue smiled and said, "This thing will protect the blood of the Fuxi clan and the Feng clan's Wa clan."

"It is precisely for this reason that it was caught, otherwise, I don't know how many murders there will be."

"It is based on the luck of the five directions of heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts."

"The Wa clan actually created [human] gods. Of course, the child must be biased towards human beings now. When he wakes up, the strings can be changed..." Emperor Dongyue stretched out his hand to touch the After waking up to destroy the Buddha and kill the emperor, the five strings light up one by one, and finally, among the five strings of heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts, the string representing the earth lightens slightly.

Shenbing's piano rhyme suddenly strengthened, with a deep feeling.

Emperor Dongyue caressed the qin, handed it to Qi Wuhuo, and said, "My strength is no longer enough. I just let the strings of this qin have the power of the earth for a short time. If you have a chance in the future, you can find a real representative." With the five elements of heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts, the qin can be restored to its original level, and if the power of the five directions can be gathered in one person, the qin can be surpassed before."

"Perhaps it will be more tyrannical than in the hands of the previous generation of Emperor God."

"No confusion, encourage it."

The young Taoist took the piano with both hands.

Emperor Dongyue said: "We don't have much time, let's get started, kid."

Qi Wuhu nodded: "Yeah."

The advancement of the formation has gradually reached the end, and after mastering the seal of the Buddhist Taizang Realm, the Taoist Sword Formation, and the formation of the Yaozu, Qi Wuhuo, with the assistance of Emperor Dongyue, has accumulated thousands of years for the green lion. The large formation made by the master is cracked, and after cracking, it must be replaced with the rest of the formation.

Qi Wuhuo's attainments in formation techniques gradually improved unconsciously.

And with the improvement of his formation skills, the speed of advancing and cracking the formations is also gradually increasing.

Time passed day by day, and the little peacock seemed to go out sometimes to learn how to use supernatural powers with that uncle, and because he disliked the snacks among the Qingshi clan, which were far inferior to those in the Qinyin Pavilion The big sisters made sweet sweets, and often flew out to the Qinyin Pavilion to find the big monk and report a safe, so that the monks don't worry.

When seeing the little peacock come back for the first time, Su You breathed a sigh of relief.

The monk's eyes are peaceful. He recently copied Buddhist scriptures and wrote down the names of those who died in the Jinzhou incident. The majestic evil thoughts in his body have been greatly suppressed. Heart, the little peacock cheered, stood on his wrist, and ate these snacks.

The monk was a little surprised at the rapid progress of the qi in the little peacock's body.

Moreover, the improvement of these qi does not rely on external objects, but is made by refining one's own original foundation, so it is like an arm and a finger.

There have been about 200 years of Taoism.

The monk was a little surprised, but only smiled gently, and asked, "Do you still remember the road to the holy land of the Qingshi tribe?"

The little peacock said while feasting, "Of course I remember!"

"Are you going too?!"

The monk nodded gently: "I want to go and see, the ceremony will be tomorrow."

Su You looked at this monk with a thin face and gentle eyes. The aura of the latter had obviously calmed down, but for some reason, she felt more and more frightened. Sometimes she saw the monk writing quietly in the room. When I was writing Buddhist scriptures with names one by one, I saw the monk weeping, which was completely different from the calm monk now.

But she felt that the monk who was crying because of the dead was the real him.

Now this, but somewhat specious.

The monk noticed Su You's gaze, smiled and saluted.

The ceremony is tomorrow.

The King of Qin received a voice transmission from 'Sir' a few days ago, and he gathered all the people he had exchanged in this month in one place, in the southeast of the Holy Land of the Blue Lion Clan. The monsters are all high-status ones. The King of Qin scattered all his belongings and even abandoned his dignity in exchange for 17 people of the human race.

It's already a vast expanse.

The generals of the human race who came with him were all delighted and convinced by the King of Qin.

At this moment, they all guessed King Qin's decision, and they have abandoned life and death in their hearts. They want to protect these people and return to their homeland. However, the holy land of the Qingshi clan is shrouded in layers of complicated formations, and it is impossible to leave. Go out, even if they gather there, what can they do?

The king of Qin caressed the word southeast.

He is familiar with history books, and he understands that the transmission of letters at this time often has hidden meanings.

【If things change, it will come out】

King Qin, who had become much more restrained, looked at the bright moon in the distance, and murmured in a low voice:

"Things have changed... Sir, what are you going to do?"

Qi Wuhuo pushed open the window and looked at the bright moon in the distance. The bright moon slowly set, while the big sun rose and landed on the lake. The wind blew past, creating golden ripples. Cinnabar, wearing a Taoist gown, tied her hair with a wooden hairpin, put the piece of Tianhe Su on the table, with her right hand resting on the Exterminating Buddha and Zhandi Emperor, she put the magic weapon on her back with all her strength.

Zheng! ! !
The sound of the piano is low.

He looked in the direction of King Qin and lowered his eyes slightly.

When he opened the door, he saw Siyou with white hair and white clothes standing quietly in another courtyard.

The young Taoist nodded slightly and did not thank him. He finally looked at Xiao Pengcao who was used to laying a bedding in the hall and sleeping on the floor. He knew that Xiao Pengcao was pretending to sleep. The young Taoist took out a candy from his arms, Then leaned down, and gently placed it next to Xiao Pengcao, tucked the quilt for her, tidied her messy hair, and with Shaqin on her back, said with a smile:
"Let's go."

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The rituals of the great sage are worthy of a grand occasion!

There are all kinds of monsters, each with its own style, and there are monks and Taoists who come here to congratulate, and the Qingshi family has already started preparations to decorate this holy place of the Qingshi family as if it is a fairy house. The moon is shining, the spirit is planted with green pines, the flowers are in full bloom, the sky is as blue as washing, and the mountains are clear and green. When walking, there are young people reciting scriptures. When they look up, they see true practitioners flying through the clouds.

The mysterious bird and the real fairy can be seen at will, and the blue lion and white elephant can be hidden.

It is indeed the holy place of practice, the rare and pure place.

But Qi Wuhuo came step by step, and the grand occasion he saw was three points more than in the past. I don't know how many monsters with cultivation base gathered here. Some are riding the clouds and fog, some are standing on the green hills, I don't know where they are, but knowing that the evil spirit is soaring, Qi Wuhuo sits near the ritual, and sits down calmly.

The ritual was opened, the young Taoist closed his eyes and waited, the green lion majesty was still in ordinary clothes, pacing out among the group of monsters, with an extraordinary bearing, said it was a ritual, but he put out countless fine wines, the green lion The lion's voice was calm, but it had its own strength, and said: "Everyone here today, there is nothing to entertain, but there is enough wine, everyone, please drink."

The Great Sage of the Blue Lion toasted, and so did the group of monsters. They all raised their glasses in unison, their expressions were either respectful or flattering, or they were honored. The ground crumbled, and the aroma of wine overflowed, directly smashing this grand event into pieces

Suddenly there was a long whistle.

The demon king transformed by a flood dragon sneered: "A mere green lion is nothing but a lowly slave-born thing!"

"Dare to point fingers at me here?!"

"Hmph, the name of the great sage is not something you can achieve with only a little cultivation. You go to heaven, beg for mercy, and become a so-called lion king!"

But it is the cave master of Cuifeng Cave, the Hellfire Flood Dragon.

And that monster clan is also a well-known monster clan, Tiebei Cangshan Bear.

When they stood up proudly, the rest of the ethnic groups also stood up and laughed wantonly, but at this time, they suddenly discovered that there were only themselves and their two ethnic groups, and the previous Jade Scorpion Yu Zhizhang did not stand up, but sat quietly. , with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, the Hellfire Flood Dragon's expression changed suddenly, and he suddenly realized something, and his heart suddenly went cold.

In an instant, the green lion's eyes slightly opened, and said: "Okay!"

"Since we are both monster races, we will use means to compete for victory!"

"I'll teach you how to do it!"

The group of monsters only heard a vast and majestic roar of a domineering lion, while the cave master of the Cuifeng Cave of the Jiaolong Clan was directly smashed into pieces and turned into flesh and blood. Tiebei Cangshan Xiong also died on the spot within three moves, and his soul flew away. , Even their ethnic group died under the fist of the blue lion, and the sleeve robe was swept away, and the murderous aura erupted.

Yu Zhizhang got up, paused every word, and said slowly: "I, the Yuxie family, would like to reunite with the Qingshi family."

The green lion laughed loudly, grabbed Yu Zhizhang's wrist with one hand, and said, "It should be like this!"

"Come on, have a drink!"

The two each drank a jar of fine wine that had been stored in the cellar for hundreds of years, and the blue lion brushed the corner of his mouth, smashed the wine jar on the ground and shattered it, his eyes swept across the group of demons, and stretched out his hand to invite him, and said in a loud voice: "If you are a friend, you are here to drink. I can share everything with you. If it is an enemy, please take out your weapons."

"Everyone come here."

"A friend or an enemy, please choose."

The end of the provocation, as well as Yu Zhizhang’s deep hatred, can be put down and repaired for good. If the group of monsters had hesitated and vacillated before, they have all made a decision at this moment-even the Jiaolong tribe can’t kill them. However, Qiu Ruyu can let go of the scorpion, his heel is not as good as that of Jiaolong, and the conflict with the green lion is far worse than that of Yuscorpion.

Why bother to be an enemy!

And being able to tolerate the hatred of the Jade Scorpion clan, such a mind is not also a great sage! ?
As a result, the countless group of monsters all got up and raised the fine wine in their hands, but a huge primordial spirit appeared in the void, showing the appearance of a dragon. One of the great sages, Long Sage lowered his eyes slightly, and said: "Good means... If that's the case, I'll 'fulfill' it for you."

The Great Sage of the Yaozu made a move.

The phantom of the dragon above the sky screamed, and then suddenly turned into reality. The scales, beard, and horns were all extremely real, exuding a boundless and terrifying aura. It was the point of a spear aimed at the green lion. When it landed, the green lion laughed loudly, clasped five fingers slightly in one hand, and a long spear flew into his hand, holding the gun in both hands, and stabbed forward with shaking hands.

Forcibly based on the foundation at this moment, he broke the attack of the Dragon Sage, the head of the monster clan's great sage.

Break the gun with a gun!

The group of monsters died silently, and then they were about to cheer, but they heard bursts of laughter, and the gaze of a huge primordial spirit from the side of the sky, who was the second great sage of the monster clan, a descendant of the ancient blood, with extremely mellow phoenix roots, Said: "It's interesting, let me see how many means you have."

The feathers turned into streamers in the sky, and every bit of streamer seemed to turn into falling stars.

In every star, there is a whole world born and lost.

Exude vitality, evolution, and majestic killing intent.

The blue lion still laughed out loud, and swiped with five fingers, the water flow in the holy land of the blue lion tribe reversed abruptly, turning into a series of water magic powers, converging with the flaming stars falling from the sky The great supernatural powers collided, and the entire sky was swept away by the terrifying supernatural power fluctuations, brilliant and magnificent, and the aftermath of the sweep wiped out all the clouds.

Destroy spells with spells!

The group of monsters seemed to have sensed something, and their hearts became more excited, but they became more and more quiet. The fighting spirit in the blue lion's heart was surging, and his aura became stronger and stronger. He stuck the gun in his hand upside down on the ground, then stretched out his hand towards the front, and said loudly: "please!"

The great sage who has not yet broken through invites the rest of the great sages to take action!
The hearts of the group of demons shook.

And the rest of the great saints also responded to the fierce fighting spirit of the blue lion.

No matter how far apart they are, no matter what they are doing, the six remaining Great Saints of the Monster Race will all take action.

The blue lion stepped to the heights step by step, smashing the gun with the gun, and breaking the spell with the spell!
Then break the sword with the sword, and break the knife with the knife.

Facing all the senior great saints, he showed an arrogance that was not inferior to them in the slightest. He used the means that those great saints were best at to defeat their attacks head-on. Ascension, accompanied by the collision of huge qi above the sky, step by step to the highest point, its aura became more and more exciting.

And among those bloodlines, the demon clans who all have the heart of fighting and killing are all excited at this moment.

Witness a big Christmas student with the strongest foundation!

They could hardly control the blood that was about to boil, and no one was guiding them. At this moment, they all came from the heart, raised the wine in their hands, and shouted in unison:
"Hey Great Sage!!"

"Hey Great Sage!!!"

At the southeast corner, the King of Qin has gathered countless people, but the front is still covered by the demon clan's formation, and they can't get out. At this moment, such a team has attracted the members of the Qingshi clan, and they approached with vigilance, saying He shouted: "What are you doing?!"

"It's all scattered!"

King Qin smiled and said, "We're just here to relax."

The Yaozu of the Qingshi tribe said in a cold tone: "Relax?!"

"Is there such a distraction? Push them away, otherwise, don't force me to kill people."

Qin Wang accompanied him with a smile and said: "I am the prince of the human race, and I am a good friend with the elders of your clan, let me save face..." With a crisp sound, the guard of the green lion slapped King Qin's face hard with a whip On his face, a huge bloodstain was drawn on his face, involving half of his face, the blood flowed down, and Da Da Da Da fell to the ground.

The human warrior's expression changed suddenly, and he drew his sword and stepped forward, but was stopped by King Qin's hand.

"Go down..."

"But……"

"I said, go down!"

King Qin scolded.

Then he covered half of his cheek, let the blood flow from his fingers, and said with an apologetic smile: "Haha, I'm making you laugh at the ignorance of this servant." Then the monster laughed loudly: "Sure enough, it's just a cowardly person." You bastard, can this be considered a royal family?"

"What a coward!"

Qin Wang apologized and smiled.

The people behind were sad and uncomfortable, and above the sky, the qi emitted by supernatural powers covered the sky, and the great sage shouted, endlessly, as if in despair. The ground exploded, and the next moment, the huge holy air machine that was about to sublimate suddenly paused, and then——

So stagnant!

The dense sword energy soared into the sky.

Another formation directly broke the original formation!

The Holy Land of the Green Lion Clan is broken!
The leader of the green lion guards turned his head in disbelief, and suddenly heard a roar, and then his humane luck surged. The young King Qin with his head down grabbed the sword of the general behind him, and then stepped forward fiercely, The swordsmanship pierced directly into the monster's eyes neatly, and the aura of 10,000+ people behind him seemed to make his human luck violent, killing the monster with one sword.

King Qin covered his face, gasping for breath, and said, "Kill them all!"

The swords were unsheathed one by one, and with the vent of anger, they hacked all the enemies in front to death!

Qin Wang glanced at the direction of the piano sound and sword energy, and said, "Thank you, sir..."

Then he stepped on the remaining part of the formation with one foot, turned around, and opened his arms to the 10,000+ human race who were regarded as slaves by the monster race. In the language of the human race, shouted vigorously: "Go!"

"Let's go home!"

After the dead silence.

Only a sense of pathos and pain remains.

But the sword energy soared to the sky, the sound of the piano was bursting, and the blue lion, which had pushed its own energy to the limit by fighting before, opened its mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood. Such a scene stopped the many voices cheering for the great sage. A month of frantic attempts finally got its meaning here.

The young Taoist's eyes were calm, and he looked at the green lion's astonishment unwillingly.

"This is……"

Huang Yao was stunned for a moment, then his complexion suddenly changed, and he lost his original calmness and arrogance:
"you!!!!"

She thought the other party was trying to crack the ritual and procrastinate.

Only now did I know that the young Taoist was so crazy that he replaced this ritual with a killing formation.

This means that this young Taoist with a low cultivation base defeated the green lion on the formation.

And she turned out to be his accomplice? !

Huang Yao gritted his teeth, but suddenly understood why Qi Wuhuo said that he begged himself to protect Xiao Pengcao, instead of agreeing to Xiao Pengcao's demon clan formation in exchange for selling herself: "I was worried that I would How much did you vent your anger on Xiao Pengcao, so you completely separated yourself from Xiao Pengcao..."

"That guy already expected it at that time? Was he planning on me at that time?"

"He's my pawn."

"But didn't you say that I am also his pawn?"

Now I can only hope that the level of this killing formation will not be too high, otherwise, it will not just delay the breakthrough.

The young Taoist looked at the green lion and the latter admired this method, and exclaimed: "A powerful method..."

"Well done, luthier Wuhen."

The young Taoist replied: "Wrong."

"Poverty, Qi Wuhuo."

Together with the sound of the zither, there was the sound of killing and cutting, and the sound of killing and cutting suddenly spread, reversing the rituals of the emperor, turning life into killing, and the dense sword energy rose up. Made the last text:
"punish."

The precious folding fan in Huang Yao's hand instantly turned into powder.

(End of this chapter)