The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 320 Broken and extinct will not grow old

When Song Xing's right hand released Young Master Ximen's golden hook, Young Master Ximen's head also fell to the ground along with the golden hook.

Song Xing looked back, and saw Tie Shou and Leng Xue standing not far away in a daze, looking at the corpses under his feet.

Song Xing smiled: "It turns out that the two senior brothers have already dealt with their opponents."

Tie Shou looked at his nominal junior with some surprise, and couldn't conceal his surprise in his tone: "These four people are among the top thirteen murderers, and they are also the top ones, and they were killed by you single-handedly." !"

Song Xing said indifferently: "It may be against the imperial court. They are lacking in spirit and are timid. Besides, Brother Iron Hand and Brother Leng-Blood also easily killed the other eight people. It's really surprising."

Tie Xue shook his head: "The thirteen murderers are not weak hands, but Sima Huang's tomb practiced evil arts and sorcery, which I did not expect. Fortunately, you are not in serious trouble, otherwise I would really not be able to explain to Uncle Shi."

According to the information of Six Doors, Sima Huangfen became famous all over the world because of his excellent martial arts cultivation. Even Tie Shou didn't know that Sima Huangfen secretly practiced magic and sorcery.

In this world where martial arts and Taoism go hand in hand, compared to the number of people practicing martial arts, there is no one who is qualified to have the opportunity to practice Taoism.

Most of the successful practitioners of Taoism either hid in the deep mountains and old forests, or joined the imperial court.

Before the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty, Taoist emperors favored Taoism, Taoism flourished, countless strange Taoism emerged one after another, and Taoist masters were all recruited by the imperial court.

When the Jin people destroyed the Northern Song Dynasty, Buddhism escaped from the world, and Taoist masters also tried to save the Northern Song Dynasty through Taoism. Unfortunately, at that time, the destiny was in Jin, and Taoism and Shamanism suffered a disastrous defeat in the battle between Taoism and Shamanism.The remaining masters of Taoism had no choice but to protect King Kang's lineage with difficulty, and barely blocked the shamanism's attack, allowing the Southern Song Dynasty to survive in a corner.

The decline of Taoism has led to the rise of many evil cultivators of the evil way, and they have established sects under the support of the Kingdom of Jin, including some well-known sects of demon sects.

Although Tie Xue and Leng Xue had heard of Sima Huang's grave, they didn't take it seriously. After all, in the eyes of the four famous catchers, there are so many murderers in the world, and the Thirteen Murderers are really not a powerful character.

It wasn't until they saw the true face of Sima Huang's tomb that they gasped and were inexplicably shocked.

The ghost kept in Sima Huang's tomb is simply frightening. With its huge body alone, it is enough to sweep away first-class masters in the rivers and lakes.

Tieshou asked himself, even if he faced the ghost, he might not win more easily.

Moreover, he vaguely sensed that what Song Xing had just displayed was actually the unique Taoist knowledge inherited from Layman Tianyi.

This junior brother of mine, who cultivated both Taoism and martial arts, possesses powerful mana that can suppress evil spirits in addition to the thick real energy in his body.

Song Xing looked at the dull two people, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong with the two senior brothers?"

Tie Xue woke up from the shock, shook his head and said: "I just didn't expect that you, junior brother, have already cultivated to such a level at such a young age."

Before he finished speaking, his color suddenly changed: "Be careful!"

Song Xing was startled, and immediately felt the violent and cold air coming from behind, and his face suddenly became solemn.

This chilly air was even more powerful than the one summoned by Sima Huang's tomb before, and it contained extremely terrifying power.

Without hesitation, he turned around and punched, hitting the cloud of cold air.

A muffled sound.

The cold air spread like an explosion, setting off a hurricane, sweeping all directions, blowing the sleeves of the two people and dancing.

Song Xing's figure was knocked back a few steps by the huge impact before he stabilized his figure.

He looked down, and saw that his fist was already covered with fine scars, and the dark red blood was seeping out along the wound.

In this cold air, there seemed to be something corroding his skin, flesh and meridians, just like sulfuric acid corrosion.

Even if his physique has been cultivated to the point where he is indestructible, he cannot resist the attack of this force.

He used his true energy to seal the wound, but scarlet blood still flowed out of the wound.

Song Xing looked down, but saw several extremely small silver needles appearing on the ground, which were really hidden weapons that had been hidden in the cold air and broke his golden body.

"Tangmen hidden weapon?"

Song Xing immediately raised his head and looked towards the direction outside the gate of the prison, where five figures appeared silently.

Tie Shou recognized the person, and his face became more serious than ever before: "Junior brother, be careful, a really difficult character is coming."

In Tie Shou's eyes, the thirteen murderers who appeared just now are just small characters used by the opponent to find the way. The real fierce battle has just begun tonight.

Cold blood looked at the no one who appeared, and said coldly: "The five treasures of the Tang Sect, broken and extinct will not grow old."

Tang Po, Tang Sui, Tang Mie, Tang Jue, and the leader of the Tang Sect, Tang Da, are talking about the five top masters of the Tang Sect in Central Sichuan.

Song Xing used his true energy to force the poison on the surface of the wound that invaded the body all the time, together with the blood, out of the body, so that he had time to look at no one on the other side.

The leader looked like a boy in his teens, wearing a blue-gray blouse, a red belt around his waist, and two gold rings on his wrists. His face was blue-gray and there was no hair on his head. The strange pattern like an eye, staring at it for a long time, makes people feel a chilling sense of horror.

Standing behind the child are three men and one woman, each with its own characteristics. The majestic man, taller than two meters, looks like cast iron, revealing a suffocating coercion; the petite woman has a graceful figure and a delicate face. , Danfeng eyes are charming and seductive, and the black tight-fitting suit on his body wraps the perfect curve; the gentle scholar holding a paper fan, wearing a black jacket embroidered with white cloud patterns, looks harmless to humans and animals, but faintly reveals inexplicable danger What attracted Song Xing's attention the most was the old man standing at the end with a sickly face, holding a huge square hammer over three feet long in his hand. The huge contrast made people unconsciously focus on him.

Tie Shou said in a deep voice: "The Tang Sect is in a quiet corner, and I can't bear the loneliness. Do you want to participate in this big case of exterminating the nine clans?"

The leading child made a sharp and deep voice: "Kill all the people in this prison, and no one will know that Tangmen is involved."

Tang Da, the head of the Five Treasures of the Tang Sect, has practiced Demon Dao Boy Kungfu since he was young, and his cultivation has reached perfection. He is over half a hundred years old, and his appearance is still in his teens, so people in the world say he will not grow old.

Mo Dao Boy Kung Fu not only has the effect of delaying aging and increasing lifespan, but also can activate people's potential, push the practitioner's physique to the peak, and cultivate into a golden body of a boy, which is hard to hurt by anything.

There was a mocking look on Tie Shou's face: "Just relying on the five treasures of the Tang Sect, you want to kill the Heavenly Prison. Who gave you the confidence?"

Tie Shou admitted that each of the Five Treasures of the Tang Sect was a top expert, and that an opponent like the Thirteen Assassins would only end in disastrous defeat against the five of them, but Hugh said that there was Zhuge Zhengwo sitting in the prison, even if Tie Shou and cold-blooded, It wasn't a line of defense that the five members of the Tang Sect could easily break through.

"They can't, what about us?"

After the voice of Tie Shou fell, a human voice came from the long street in front of the prison, and then several figures appeared from the darkness, apparently already ambushing here.

The leader was a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a black cloak, with a handsome face, pale lips, and an extraordinary bearing.

On his left and right shoulders, there is a small bird standing on each side. It looks extremely dexterous, just like a real bird, constantly flapping its wings and singing.

Confusion appeared in Leng Xue's eyes, obviously he didn't know the person coming, but a trace of doubt flashed in Tie Xue's eyes, he felt that the middle-aged Confucian student opposite him was dressed in a deja vu feeling.

Before he could remember his identity, Zhuge Zhengwo's soft voice came from behind the gate of the prison: "It turned out to be the Lord Jiuyou. I didn't expect those people to invite you out of the mountain."

Lord Nine Nether, Tieshou's expression froze, and he finally remembered the identity of the person in front of him.

(End of this chapter)