When I become a demon king, I want to change my department to the Taoist sect.

Chapter 661: Each other’s enemies

China border.

A purple thunder light broke through the void, and thousands of thunders intertwined and evolved, turning into a majestic and righteous palace!
The dragon, bird, and beast transformed by the Nine-layer Thunderbolt flew in front of the Heavenly Palace.

The divine treasure of Shenxiao Sect... Jiuxiao Divine Thunder Mansion!

Wang Yang, the Four-Delayed Heavenly Lord of the Shenxiao Sect, and Lin Ye, the Second-Delayed Heavenly Lord, were standing in the palace at the moment, looking seriously at the skinny figure in front of them.

"It is forbidden to travel here."

Logically speaking, as a ghost, the gray-robed old man should be most afraid of the most powerful thunder.

But he didn't seem to pay attention to the thunder in the sky at all. He walked leisurely in front of the Nine Heavens God Lei Mansion, as if he was not facing two true immortals of the Yuan Shen, but an ordinary passerby.

However, Wang Yang did not feel anything wrong at all because of the gray-robed old man's attitude. Instead, he became extremely vigilant.

As a member of the Shenxiao Sect, he is already a relatively old generation in the earthly immortal world, but he is completely incomparable to the gray-robed old man in front of him. When Wang Yang first entered the path, the old ghost in front of him was already the fourth soul of the soul. Poor cultivation.

Among the many ghosts in the Earthly Immortal World, it is second only to the Yinshan Ghost Emperor.

When Wang Yang first became a soul, the gray-robed old ghost was still walking around in the world, and there was a fight between the two. At that time, Wang Yang thought that the ghost could be controlled by thunder, even though the two of them had different cultivation levels. The gap can also ensure your own safety.

But in just one round, this Yuanshen True Immortal, who was proficient in the art of thunder and mastered the magical power of five thunders, almost fell into the hands of those skinny ghost hands.

If Wang Yang hadn't had the protective means left behind by Zhu Xie Lei Jian at that time, he would have lost not only half of his body, but also his soul and life.

Even though Wang Yang became more and more courageous with every setback and survived the successive calamities of decline, and now he has become the Four Decline Heavenly Lord, the battle when he first entered the Yuan Shen still remains fresh in his memory.

It's a pity that after that, the gray-robed old ghost closed himself in the snow-capped mountains and never walked around again. This thorn hung in Wang Yang's throat for nearly a hundred thousand years.

It wasn't that he, as a true immortal, couldn't see through the victory or defeat, nor was it because the gray-robed old ghost used strange methods to plant inner demons for Wang Yang during the battle.

Zhu Xie Lei Jian is the best at questioning the mind, and Wang Yang has already repaired these mental loopholes, otherwise his cultivation would not be stagnant, and he would break through many catastrophes along the way.

There is only one reason why Wang Yang has always kept this matter in mind, and that is that since he entered the Shenxiao Sect, the first person he came into contact with and has always regarded as the foundation of his Taoist philosophy... Shenxiao Thunder Method, which captures ghosts and kills ghosts. Evil, drive away the plague and attack the temple, no matter what you do, it will not work.

This is his Wang Yang's way. Whether it is the second best ghost in the world or the best ghost in the world, as long as it is at the same level, Shenxiao's thunder method should be invincible.

So... Wang Yang, who had been paying attention to the old ghost in gray robe, rushed here immediately after hearing the news of his birth, hoping to end it with him.

Sang Chan of the Blood Sea Path was not wrong. The closer the disaster was, the more everything that happened in the world seemed to have been planned.

What everyone expects will definitely happen, of course...if we treat it with a correct interpretation, it is naturally because there is a strong entanglement of cause and effect between the two people. As the catastrophe approaches, the cause and effect must disappear.

That’s why there is talk of old enemies!
Lin Ye looked at the serious look on the face of the founder, and quite wisely led away the head of the Ghost Crying Sect who was guarding behind the gray-robed old ghost. Both of them were in the second stage of Yuan Shen's decline. In the outbreak of the earth-immortal war, not only will he not be able to help, but he will become a burden to his ancestor. As a result, hundreds of thousands of miles around became the battlefield between the gray-robed old ghost and Wang Yang.

"Wang Yang of Shenxiao Sect." Wang Yang's behavior is quite traditional. After performing a ritual carefully, he pinched the magic spell and held it silently for half a breath. The terrifying magic power surged in the air. , causing a riot of inspiration in a radius of thousands of miles, and a thick cloud appeared above his head out of thin air.

Countless purple thunders fell around him, covering Wang Yang's face, like a god of thunder coming to the world, majestic and sacred.

"upbraid!"

Accompanied by the warning sound of thunder, purple thunder soared into the sky, as bright as a swimming dragon. Wherever the thunder struck, the vitality and space were all penetrated by the dazzling thunder method. Dense purple branches appeared in the entire sky, like a dragnet!
"Shenxiao True Thunder!"

Wang Yang, who was well aware of the gray-robed old ghost's strength, did not use any other lightning techniques to test it, but directly used the magical power of the Shenxiao Sect to suppress it.

The thunder method is the righteous method of the Tao sect. There are so many thunder methods in the heavens and the world that even the thunder department of heaven dare not say all of them. However, the Shenxiao sect only has three major thunder methods that are directed at mastering the five thunders. There are as many as sixteen types!

But for the Shenxiao Sect, there is only one that is most important and most powerful. It is both a refining method and a thunder method, and that is the Shenxiao True Thunder!
The thunder all over the sky gathered and condensed into one place, turning into a thunder spear that was no more than ten feet long, but so rich that it was almost black and purple.

After saving his energy for a moment, he galloped towards the old ghost in gray robe!

"Compared to that time, I have made great progress." Even the old ghost in gray robe had to admit that even his powerful ghost body could not withstand this terrifying thunder from the sky!

"But if you want to defeat me with this, you still have some trouble!"

I saw the old ghost in gray robe stretched out his hand, and all the clouds filled with purple thunder split open, as if a hole had been torn open in the sky. A ghost hand that was almost ten thousand meters long reached out from behind the clouds, holding the quilt in its hand. The thunder light that he clenched tightly pressed towards the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Mansion with a power that could not be resisted by any army.

Wang Yang naturally knew that this would be a tough battle, and he did not have the mentality of underestimating the enemy in one battle. Therefore, facing the Cloud-breaking Ghost Hand, he just chuckled without any dodge, and controlled the weapon that was supposed to hit the gray-robed old ghost. Shenxiao Zhenlei met the ghost hand.

Between heaven and earth, only one hand and one thunder struck together.

At that moment, time seemed to slow down. After an unknown amount of time, a bang was heard. The violent explosion filled the clouds, and the rumbling sound spread almost throughout Huazhou!
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In contrast, at another extreme point in Huazhou, the Great Joy Bodhisattva and the Joy Monk also felt the power of the Sun that could destroy the world with thunder.

I saw the Great Joy Bodhisattva gently spit out his tender red tongue, patted the white and plump chest in a pretense of fear, and said sweetly: "Fortunately, I met a handsome little Taoist priest and not some ignorant person. violent maniac."

The woman sitting on the lotus platform exudes a sense of laziness.

She glanced at the Taoist priest who was lying on the futon across from her with a look of tenderness and anger, and said with all her charm: "Little Taoist priest, my lotus platform is much more comfortable than your futon. If you still feel that it is not soft enough, you can also Come to me, sister, and I will definitely let you know what bliss is on earth.”

"This Bodhisattva promises that no matter what beautiful dream you have, it will never be one ten thousandth of the joy you have!"

Yi Mengzi from the Nanhua School smiled a little shyly and said: "Of course I believe in the bliss that the Bodhisattva said, but you are not me. Do you know if this dream of mine also has endless happiness? Why don't you ask the Bodhisattva , a narration in a dream that first entered the path.

"When I wake up from the dream, I will go to the ultimate bliss with the Bodhisattva."