My Taoist priest, why are they all zombie skills?

Chapter 119: The Evil Sword Emperor Causes Disaster, and the Sword Ancestor and Saint Ancestor Come Out Together!
"The divine spell of Faxiang... Someone has mastered the entire nine seals. Which Taoist brother has hidden it so deeply?"

In the White Demon Sea, in a remote location somewhere, a young man sat cross-legged and looked at the sky, the golden body that appeared earlier.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, and he was Ji Bohuan, a closed disciple who was personally trained by Lv Huaiqing of the Confucianism and Taoism palace.

The strength in the middle stage of the Dao Fire Realm is comparable to that of the Pilgrim Emperor's son, An Shigeng.

At this moment, his face was full of shock, as if he had never expected that the power of the supreme inheritance of the Confucianism and Taoism Palace would appear in this white magic sea hunting feast.

"Roar!"

There was a roar from the evil cave behind, and a huge evil king was forced to appear under the influence of the formation.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of talisman seals were activated, which shattered the location of the Demon Cave.

Looking at other directions of the White Demon Sea, a large number of sect disciples are struggling to kill the evil spirits.

At the same time, they were in the attic of the highest palace in the Confucianism and Taoism Palace.

Lu Huaiqing looked excited and knelt in front of the holy ancestor: "I'm not kidding, the Taoist Qingyun Taoist from Central Continent is so talented that it's unimaginable. He has completely mastered all the profound meanings of the magic spell."

"Such a talented and talented disciple who does not belong to any faction except for marrying the Shushan girl. If you offend the Pilgrim Sect, if you don't protect him, you are afraid that he will perish."

Lu Huaiqing had already learned about Shen Yi's situation from Murong Yun.

He was born in a pure Taoist sect, stayed in Shushan for three years, and then wandered for two years, and only recently settled down in Taihao Sword Sect.

Now being able to come to the Great Wilderness Exian Ridge, to participate in this hunting feast, and to practice the supreme inheritance of the Confucianism and Taoism Palace is all due to fate.

If Lu Huaiqing does not accept this son as a disciple, he will regret it for the rest of his life!

At this moment, the words fell, but the holy ancestor shook his head slightly, with a calm expression.

He had already seen the scene of the White Demon Sea, and was amazed at the appearance of the golden body of the Dharma Prime Minister, but it seemed that he had no intention of accepting Lu Huaiqing as his disciple.

"Why? Didn't the Holy Patriarch want our Confucianism and Taoism Palace to flourish?"

Lu Huaiqing was puzzled. Looking at the [-] disciples of the new generation of Confucianism and Taoism palaces, only Ji Bohuan was able to inherit his mantle, and he also showed amazing talent.

But he knew in his heart that even if he put the magic spell in front of Ji Bohuan, it would be difficult for Ji Bohuan to reach the fifth round in less than 80 years.

The sixth final that goes up further is no longer something that can be mastered with the passage of time.

"What the Holy Ancestor means is that you can't teach that young man anything useful." A small head poked out from the side of the alchemy stove again, and said hehe.

Lu Huaiqing was slightly taken aback, then smiled wryly.

It is true that, as a genius who has mastered all the profound meanings of the Fa Xiang Shen Mantra, Shen Yi far surpassed his talent and ability back then.

Xu Taibai said at this time: "You can ask him if he is willing to become a disciple under this seat."

After the words fell, Lu Huaiqing's body shook wildly, and his eyes were incredible.

The Holy Patriarch actually...

If you are small, after all, your own pattern is small!

He got up in surprise, and hurriedly left, but thought of a problem halfway.

If Shen Yi accepted the invitation from the Holy Ancestor, wouldn't Shen Yi be of the same generation as him?
To some extent, Ji Bohuan wanted to call Shen Yi a little uncle!
Good guy, Lu Huaiqing clicked his tongue secretly.

Time passed quickly, and Shen Yi's name continued to be number one on the stele, and no one could shake it in the slightest.

Sitting on the battle boat, Murong Yun was already grinning from ear to ear, and the Great Elder beside him saw hope.

The potential threat in Central Continent, the name of Luo Feng, who was among the taboo emperors, should be resolved soon.

Not long after, Changhong arrived from afar.

Lu Huaiqing couldn't bear the excitement in his heart, and saw Murong Yun shouting loudly: "Where is Lu Tianshi going?"

Lu Huaiqing said with a smile: "The Holy Ancestor intends to accept Shen Yi as a disciple and entrust the Confucianism and Taoism palace inheritance to him."

After saying that, Murong Yun couldn't help staring, and quickly got up: "Wait! Your Confucianism and Taoism palace is too unkind. If you can't beat it, you want to accept it as a disciple?"

If Shen Yi became a member of Confucianism and Taoism Palace, how would the ranking on the stele be calculated?
Lu Huaiqing shook his head, with a rich and powerful look: "I will give you the Taiqing sword, which does not conflict with the result of this hunting feast."

Murong Yun heaved a sigh of relief, but then he shook his head in the same way: "We don't need to have the Ghost Demon Taiqing Sword, it's something from your Daoist sect, since Shen Yi is the number one in this feast, let him take it away .”

"But your Confucianism and Taoism Palace must take action, find that Luofeng sect master, and solve our Central Continent problem."

Seeing this, Lu Huaiqing couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

It is naturally very good that the Sword of the Ghost Fighter can fall into Shen Yi's hands.

As for the head of the Luofeng sect that Murong Yun was talking about, he had already received the news a few days ago.

"can."

After replying, Murong Yun looked overjoyed.

But seeing a distant place, suddenly a long rainbow galloped towards him, his body staggered and his essence was unstable.

His sleeve robe was dripping with blood, splattered along the road, his face struggled and he opened his mouth and shouted: "The Evil Sword Emperor has caused chaos and has killed [-] disciples of my Qingluan Tower, please come down the mountain and save me Qingluan Tower!"

When the words came out, the audience was dead silent.

Everyone got up, as if struck by five thunders, their eyes were in disbelief.

……

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Under the great wilderness, there is Guigu Qiling, which bears a fierce reputation.

Exian Ridge has a complex area, and the breeding of evil spirits is increasing day by day. This is also the territory of a taboo emperor.

The Confucianism Palace and the Evil Sword Emperor have checked and balanced for many years, and there has never been a very fierce conflict between them.

However, under today's conditions, when most of the most prosperous sects in Exianling are participating in the hunting feast, the location of Qingluan Tower reveals a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The sky was dizzy, covered with thick clouds, and the terrifying evil aura traveled hundreds of miles, causing the clouds to roll.

There was a smell of decay and a strong smell of blood in the air.

The red light shines on the earth, and the location of the mountain is even more swaying with ghost fire, all the trees are submerged, and the flames soar to the sky, like a ferocious ghost laughing silently.

A vast array of demons roamed wantonly in Qingluan Tower, causing their screams to resound continuously.

It can be seen that on the top of the highest mountain in Qingluan Tower, an old man in Tsing Yi is holding a long sword, his sleeve robe is soaked in blood, and a big hole is broken in his chest.

But there was no trace of fear on his face.

In the line of sight, the sky was shrouded in deep coercion, and the Evil Sword Emperor looked down calmly. There were a total of nine Evil Immortal Ridge Demon Kings standing in the air beside him, and the last taboo demon.

"The righteous way is immortal, today you destroy my Qingluan family, and there will still be tens of thousands of Qingluan towers in the future!"

The old man in Tsing Yi raised his head to the sky and howled furiously, his True Yuan Gang Qi was set off again, and he intended to back up before dying, but under the cold gaze of the last taboo demon, his body suddenly trembled.

When the blood splattered, pale ghost claws suddenly protruded from the huge hole in the chest, Youyou twisted his neck, and even devoured his soul.

He fell to his knees, his eyes wide with anger.

From the beginning to the end, Xie Jianhuang just looked down calmly, never making the slightest movement.

The bloody wind blew his long hair against the rustle of the red blood robe, and his slender nails were blood-stained, lingering with strands of terrifying sword intent.

The jade-shaped pupils with three hooks even showed the outline of a half-inch evil sword. Just standing there, the endless evil intentions of the world seemed to be bowing their heads.

This kind of coercion shrouded the entire Qingluan Tower, causing all living beings to be wiped out for thousands of miles and bones everywhere.

"who is the next."

The evil sword emperor whispered, expressionless.

"The Fourth Sect of Exian Ridge, Beijing Yanzhai." The taboo demon beside him responded.

Without any delay, all the figures above Qingluan Tower disappeared when the thick clouds rolled in.

In Exian Ridge, an unprecedented disaster was quietly staged when the hunting feast was in full swing.

At the same time, the Taihao Sword Sect of Zhongzhou, the sword ancestor who was quietly cultivating in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked in the direction of the Great Desolation and Exianling in the distance, his expression turned serious.

Taihao Fifth Patriarch hurried over at this time: "Report to Sword Ancestor, the Evil Sword Emperor has appeared, and is currently slaughtering the orthodox sect at Exian Ridge!"

After the words fell, Jianzu's eyes were already rippling, and there seemed to be a sigh in his heart.

This battle cannot be avoided after all.

He got up with a flick of his sleeves, turned into a sword shadow and left in an instant. Taihao Fifth Patriarch also did not hesitate, and hurriedly followed behind.

Looking back to the position of the White Devil Sea in Exianling, it can be seen that a large number of long rainbows are galloping into the sky, turning into meteors and rushing to the distance.

This scene was extremely spectacular, causing all the disciples to raise their heads with surprise and doubt.

In their line of sight, they could even see a white-haired old man with majestic power sweeping through his body.

"Holy ancestor?"

Many Confucian and Taoist disciples were shocked when they saw it.

They couldn't understand what happened, and they let the ancestor go down the mountain in person.

At the same time, Lu Huaiqing's voice resounded through the White Demon Sea: "The hunting feast continues, you still have seven days, don't look around."

The disciples of the Confucianism and Taoism Palace hurriedly looked away, speeding up the progress of hunting the evil spirits.

Beside Lu Huaiqing, Murong Yun's expression was full of worry, and the elders of many sects who came here were also sweating for the upcoming battle in Exian Ridge.

No one thought that the Evil Sword Emperor who had been lurking in Exian Ridge for so many years would suddenly attack today by taking advantage of the hunting feast.

There has been news that five sects were slaughtered alive, and none of them survived!

The old man from Qingluan Tower tried his best to deliver the message just now, but he couldn't be revived because of his serious injuries.

"It stands to reason that as long as the Holy Ancestor is around, the Evil Sword Emperor will not show up easily, unless his current strength is enough to overwhelm the Holy Ancestor." Lu Huaiqing frowned tightly, puzzled.

This is not in line with common sense. The Evil Sword Emperor has been hiding for so many years, and has never massacred the righteous sect like today.

If it is said that the five sects all threatened the Evil Sword Emperor, then there is a reason.

But judging from the news, this is not the case.

"Who can see through the minds of demons? Their minds are treacherous, and they are above evildoers. Whenever they show up, there must be some big moves." Murong Yun's heart is heavy.

"No, there is a problem!"

Lu Huaiqing glanced at Nuoda's White Demon Sea.

At this moment, the entire Exian Ridge is gathered here, the talented talents who shoulder the mission of the next generation, and even the younger generation from other lands in the Great Wilderness.

The Holy Ancestor has now rushed to Beijing Yanzhai, if there is a problem in the White Demon Sea, it will undoubtedly cause a devastating and terrible blow to Zhengdao.

Thinking back to the situation of Shushan back then, all the disciples of Tianjiao died in the sea of ​​white demons. After that, the entire background of Shushan was directly cut in half, and they completely lost the qualification to be among the most prosperous sects.

Even today, Shushan has not recovered its vitality.

"No way……"

Lu Huaiqing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt his hairs stand on end.

In the depths of the White Demon Sea, Li Youwei and all Taihao disciples looked up, and the long rainbow in the sky had long gone.

Shen Yi looked at it calmly, he must have seen the figure of the Confucianism and Taoism Palace Saint Patriarch before.

The strongest orthodox leader of Exianling, but going down the mountain in person can only explain one problem.

The Evil Sword Emperor has appeared!

But he also has a doubt in his heart, why didn't he show up earlier, why didn't he show up later, but at this time?
While meditating, I saw Li Youwei shouting in surprise: "A lot of fog!"

The black mist in sight suddenly erupted, filling every position in the White Demon Sea, many Taihao disciples frowned upon hearing this, and hurriedly held their noses.

At the same time, there was a deep growl.

Under this mist, all the demons in the White Demon Sea suddenly became manic and violent, and their strength was greatly improved.

When Li Youwei stepped back, she immediately used her sword energy to kill the two demons who rushed out suddenly.

Shen Yi also raised his hand, and Fa Yin condensed and bombarded the black shadow that appeared from another direction.

Such a situation quickly unfolded in the area of ​​the White Demon Sea.

The sudden black mist disrupted the rhythm of all the disciples killing demons.

There was confusion in all directions, and some disciples' exclamations and screams came.

Shen Yi squinted his eyes, and smelled a familiar smell in the mist.

That is... the Queen of Ghost Dance!
"Husband!"

Li Youwei put her slender hand on Shen Yi's shoulder, and when she looked back, she saw Li Youwei's expression was pale, showing signs of poisoning, and she couldn't even hold the Sun Moon Sword in the pot in her hand.

She nearly fell when she faltered.

Shen Yi supported his wife with a sullen face, and beside him were many Taihao disciples whose bodies were tottering, their consciousness was blurred, and their eyes were blurred.

With two splashes, two disciples fell down on the spot.

Their strength is only at the early stage of the Cloud Lake Realm. Although they are the pride of heaven, they are obviously unable to resist the erosion caused by this fog, and have lost all ability to resist.

At the same time, the exclamation in White Demon Sea also gradually decreased, but there were more roars of demons.

"Husband, let's go..."

Li Youwei finally couldn't hold it back, her lips turned white and her eyes were blurred, she fell into Shen Yi's arms after she was weak and said a word.

When he looked back again, there was no standing figure around Shen Yi, and all Taihao's disciples were lying on the ground one after another.

There was a deep growl, and the mist rolled instantly, revealing a huge figure in the darkness.

He galloped towards Shen Yi, with a fishy smell spreading across his face.

Shen Yi's eyes swept away, his face was cold, his pupils showed a sinister luster, and the moment Xuanba's stiff breath was revealed, his body froze for an instant, and his heart rose in horror.

boom!
The loud sound was resounding, the flesh was torn apart, and the demon turned into blood mist on the spot in fear!
(End of this chapter)