Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 427: Twelve-Rank Black Lotus

The moon was bright in the sky. Looking at the black-robed monk standing in front of him, Tang Sanzang not only did not relax his vigilance, but became even more solemn.

Because the black-robed monk in front of him was full of evil aura, and from a distance one could see wronged souls wailing around him. It was unknown how many lives had to be killed to create this image.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"

"Master Sanzang, don't worry. I just want to invite you to the Avici Hell for a small gathering." The black-robed monk smiled slightly and raised his hand to grab Tang Sanzang.

A big hand stretched out in front of the bright moon, and the earth gradually fell into darkness.

Tang Sanzang's face changed drastically. The person in front of him was even more terrifying than the Yellow Robe Monster.

Can't win!
Without any hesitation, Tang Sanzang immediately turned around and ran back, his speed was as fast as a meteor across the sky.

"Tang Sanzang, just as Monkey King could not escape Tathagata's Five Finger Mountain, you cannot escape my Five Finger Mountain today."

The black-robed monk smiled slightly, and his palms gradually closed together. The big hand in the sky also made the same movement, like a big cover covering Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang discovered in despair that the darkness ahead was gradually closing in, completely enveloping him.

"The mighty Tianlong!!!"

Tang Sanzang, who didn't want to stand there and wait for death, decided to make a desperate attempt. He raised one hand to gather strength and blasted out with the nine-ring tin staff in the other.

Two giant golden dragons roared and crashed into the thick darkness, using their claws and fangs to try to tear apart the black curtain covering the sky.

However, how could a Taiyi Golden Immortal's attack be broken by Tang Sanzang, who was only at the Celestial Immortal level? If he was a Golden Immortal, there might be a slight chance.

Just as the black-robed monk was about to capture Tang Sanzang and take him back to report, his smiling expression paused.

next moment.

With a loud bang, a purple thunder tore the black curtain apart, and the bright moon appeared again.

"You are a sneaky coward who can only hide behind others. Prepare to die!"

An Yan wielded his sword to split the black curtain and slashed towards the black-robed monk.

"An Yan!"

"An Yan?"

Tang Sanzang was extremely surprised, while the black-robed monk was confused.

Facing the heavy sword without an edge that was coming at him, the black-robed monk simply stretched out two fingers, using them as swords to block An Yan's attack with ease.

An Yan's face changed slightly, and he immediately drew his sword and slashed horizontally. The man in black robe still used two fingers to fight the enemy.

The man in black robe handled An Yan's attack with ease and asked in confusion, "I'm curious, how did you get out of the blood-transforming formation?"

"Want to know? I won't tell you!"

An Yan was as if facing a formidable enemy, and he sneered while using the last move of the Peach Blossom Sword Technique, Emperor Fall.

The surging murderous aura surged out from the sword, dyeing the sky red with the murderous aura, and transformed into a mutilated corpse of the emperor.

The meaning of this sword in the world of Fairy Sword is that even the Emperor of Heaven will die from this sword, which is called the Fall of the Emperor.

An Yan also didn't know what kind of mental state the Emperor of Heaven was in to create such a sword technique that could kill him.

But there is no doubt that when An Yan performed this move when he was extremely close to the Taiyi realm, the power was enough to hurt a being in the Taiyi realm.

The man in black robe couldn't help but be moved. Black energy appeared on his hand and wrapped around it. He slapped the sword energy coming from An Yan, "Great Dark Sky God Palm!"

The darkness became a substance at this moment, and the giant palm crushed it with unparalleled force.

An Yan's expression changed, and he quickly drew his sword and stepped back to avoid the attack temporarily.

Boom! ! !
The towering giant palm pushed out, flattening the earth, shattering the mountains, flattening the rivers, smashing the emperor's corpse, and breaking the sword energy.

What a terrible palm!
An Yan retreated to Tang Sanzang's side, staring at the black-robed monk, and said to Tang Sanzang: "Sanzang, Wukong and Bajie are already dealing with the yellow-robed monster, you should go back and find him."

"Tell them to deal with the yellow-robed monster as soon as possible, and then come to help me."

After breaking the Blood Transformation Formation, An Yan and his companions rushed back at full speed, and rescued Ao Lie and his companions in time when the Yellow Robe Monster was about to kill them.

Upon learning that Tang Sanzang was running here alone, An Yan asked Sun Wukong and the others to deal with the Yellow Robe Monster, and he went to find Tang Sanzang.

Unexpectedly, he happened to encounter the black-robed monk attacking Tang Sanzang.

After a fight, An Yan realized how terrifying the black-robed monk was, so he let Tang Sanzang leave first.

Without Tang Sanzang, he can fight or run.

"Want to leave? Why don't you all stay here together!" The black-robed monk laughed and raised his hand to hit again.

Thick black air swirled in his hands, filled with a corrosive and decadent aura.

This is his unique magical power, the Breath of Corruption, which can drag those with weak wills into the abyss and turn them into his puppets.

It can also forcibly degenerate people, which is extremely insidious.

Many unsuspecting immortals who encountered him for the first time died in his hands.

An Yan's magic pupil saw the danger of the black energy, pushed Tang Sanzang, and then rushed forward, "Go!"

Tang Sanzang clenched the Nine-ring Staff tightly. He once again felt angry and powerless about his own weakness. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "An Yan, wait for me to come back!"

He understood that the only one who could save An Yan now was his eldest disciple Wukong.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

Seeing that his main target was about to leave, the black-robed monk raised his hand and waved it. Black energy flew out of his hand and transformed into two giant black pythons that chased after Tang Sanzang.

"Your opponent is me!"

An Yan activated the power of the magic pupil, and his aura rose steadily, and the aura on his body became strange and dangerous. He swung his sword at the giant black python, and the sword energy directly cut it in half.

Purple lightning lines climbed up his cheeks, and after being transformed by the sea of ​​thunder in his dantian, all the negative energy was converted into thunder power, making it even stronger than the previous demonized state.

In this state, An Yan is already able to fight against an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal.

The black-robed monk also sensed the danger coming from An Yan at this moment, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that a Golden Immortal like you could exert such power."

"Since we can't catch Tang Sanzang, then I'll just capture you and bring you back to report."

"Who are you? Why do you want to capture Sanzang?" Although An Yan already had a vague answer in his mind, he still wanted to confirm it.

"If you beat me, I'll tell you." The black-robed monk obviously wasn't going to cooperate, and laughed, "Let me tell you the difference between Taiyi Jinxian and Jinxian!"

"Don't think you can beat me like this!"

The man in black robe took the initiative to attack, and black energy followed him like a shadow. The darkness around him seemed to be given life, and it besieged An Yan from all directions.

An Yan, who didn't get an answer, snorted coldly, "Thunder Domain!"

In an instant, a circle of purple waves rippled out from An Yan's body, and wherever the waves passed, there was thunder.

The darkness dared not take a single step beyond the line and was kept out.

"Little tricks!"

The black-robed monk sneered, tore open a dark passage with his hands, and slapped An Yan with his big palm.

An Yan took a deep breath and shouted, "Three heads and six arms!"

The power of incense emerged, transforming into a three-headed, six-armed being. Weapons such as the Demon-Suppressing Sword, Bagua Mirror, Nanming Lihuo Sword, and Haotian Mirror appeared in his hands one by one.

For An Yan now, this amount of incense power is no longer of much use, and the increase in combat power is not as significant as when he was weaker before.

But for now, the stronger the better.

Seeing An Yan in this state, the black-robed man finally became serious. "I didn't expect you to be able to do this. How about it? Are you interested in joining us?"

"Let's be the Lord of the Heavens together!"

"A group of people who don't even dare to reveal their identities dare to speak so arrogantly? It's really laughable!"

As An Yan was sarcastically speaking, he shone the Bagua Mirror and Haotian Mirror towards the black-robed monk, showing no intention of holding back. "Humph! You are so stubborn!"

"Break it for me!"

The black-robed monk opened and closed his palms vigorously, shattering mountains and rivers with one palm and shattering stars with another, and he forcibly broke the light of the Bagua Mirror and the Haotian Mirror.

The Haotian Mirror was not worthy of the Dharma, but the Bagua Mirror surprised the black-robed monk. "It turned out to be another acquired magic weapon. It's a pity that it fell into your hands and its true power cannot be exerted at all."

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!"

An Yan ignored the other party's ridicule. It was not easy for him to fight against Taiyi Golden Immortal with his Golden Immortal body.

He advanced forward, his six arms and various magic weapons stained with thunder, bombarding the black-robed monk.

"die!"

The black-robed monk said this, but his hands were no longer as calm as before, and he kept fighting with An Yan.

"Shaking mountains and shaking earth!"

An Yan used the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang, and his strength suddenly increased greatly, as if a giant spirit possessed him. The force of each of his blows was enough to shake the sacred mountain and shatter the stars.

"Thirty-six Transformations of Tiangang!?" The black-robed monk felt the huge force continuously coming from his hands, which suppressed him for a time, and he couldn't help but be moved.

"How many spells do you know? You know the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, Three Heads and Six Arms, and Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang!"

"Guess!" An Yan grinned fiercely, and smashed down with his heavy sword, forcing the black-robed monk to retreat.

The black-robed monk's face was as gloomy as water. He never expected that he, a great Taiyi Golden Immortal, would be forced to such a point by a junior. It was simply unbelievable.

If this gets out, he'll be finished.

"That's it!"

The black-robed monk suddenly let out a long roar towards the sky.

Under the moonlight, a terrifying giant snake that was powerful enough to collapse a mountain appeared. It was the true form of the black-robed monk.

An Yan's eyes narrowed and he said, "Sure enough, you are Wu Tian's subordinate!"

The big snake poked its head out, spitting out black air, which turned into clouds and floated in front of it. It looked at An Yan and asked, "How did you know about Your Majesty?"

It’s Wu Tian indeed!
An Yan felt a toothache. What was going on? Was it your turn? Wu Tian!

I haven't even gotten half of the sutra yet.

Seeing that An Yan ignored it, the big snake coiled its huge body and rolled over, opening its mouth as if big enough to swallow the moon, with terrible suction emanating from its mouth.

Rocks and trees were sucked into the big mouth, and An Yan's body was involuntarily sucked forward.

However, An Yan was relieved. Although Wutan looked scary, he was just a clown in front of the real boss.

As long as he holds on to Tai Shang's thigh, no matter how powerful Wu Tian is, can you still rebel against the Thirty-Three Heavens?

As long as that disaster has not come, Wutan would not dare to act recklessly.

Thinking of this, An Yan laughed loudly, "Didn't you ask me what other magic I know? Watch carefully and see my 72 transformations."

There was a fish in the North Sea, its name was Kun. Kun was so big that it could not be stewed in a pot. Pucky, no, it turned into a bird, its name was Peng.

Peng's back, I don't know how many miles.

This is Zhuangzi's description of Kunpeng.

Now, the wings that cover the sky and the moon are spread out, the iron claws are shining with cold light, and the body is larger than the giant snake. It is exactly the Roc that An Yan has transformed into!

A cry that pierced gold and split rocks was heard, and the Roc swooped down suddenly. Its pair of iron claws pierced into the snake's body and hooked it, carrying it into the sky.

The big snake struggled desperately. He didn't expect An Yan could perform seventy-two transformations and even turn into a big peng bird.

A Golden Immortal actually fought back and forth with him, a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

terrible!
terrible!

An Yan's voice came from above his head, "Now, can your Lord come to save you?"

He could sense that Goku's aura was approaching rapidly.

The big snake also felt it and understood that if it dragged on, the situation would only become increasingly unfavorable to it.

So, he released his transformation and took on human form.

Seeing this, An Yan immediately changed back into human form, ready to counter the opponent's moves.

He understood that this was just the beginning of the war. The reason why he had fought back and forth with the black-robed monk before was all because the other party did not understand him.

Now that his trump cards are almost out, it is not so easy to gain the same advantage as before.

Hearing An Yan's disdain for His Majesty, the black-robed monk, who regarded His Majesty as his faith, became furious.

"It seems that you, like those immortal gods, are still immersed in the glory of the old gods, unaware that the new gods have arrived."

"Then I'll just ask you to die!"

"World-Destroying Black Lotus!"

"out!"

An illusory twelve-grade black lotus flew out from the black-robed monk's chest. The black lotus slowly bloomed, releasing a breath of destruction.

After throwing out the twelfth-grade black lotus, the black-robed monk ran away without looking back to avoid being affected.

An Yan couldn't hold it anymore.

No, brother, what's the difference between what you're doing and using a cannon to kill a mosquito?

I'm just a Golden Immortal, it's really not necessary.

The black-robed monk originally didn't want to use this powerful weapon, but the boy opposite was too weird, and the other party was rude and disrespectful to his master.

In order to avoid any further trouble, he simply used thundering means to kill him directly.

I think the loss of such a genius would be painful even for the Taoist sect.

Now there are two pieces of news for An Yan, one good and one bad.

The good news is that this twelfth-grade black lotus is just an illusion, not the real twelfth-grade black lotus.

The bad news is that the aura of this illusory twelfth-grade black lotus is comparable to that of a Daluo Golden Immortal, and it is not something he can handle at all.

Knowing that he could never be a match for the Black Lotus, An Yan quickly calmed down and shouted in the sea of ​​thunder in his dantian: "Xiao Ling, come out and pay the rent!"

At this moment, the only one who can think of a way to fight against the opponent is Xiaoling.

Since he was able to suppress even a trace of the aura of a quasi-saint last time, it should not be a problem to suppress the shadow of a mere twelfth-rank black lotus.

Hearing An Yan's inner voice, Xiao Ling flew up and kicked him angrily, "It's not a big deal to go to your sister! That's the phantom of the twelfth-grade black lotus!"

In her heyday, this was not a big problem. But now, it is a big problem.

"There's no other way. I can only send you away temporarily to avoid the limelight."

The surrounding space has been blocked and An Yan's strength alone cannot break it.

It's easy to get in, but hard to get out.

"Angel!"

As luck would have it, Sun Wukong jumped in at this moment.

Seeing that Xiaoling had already started to exert her strength, An Yan pounced towards Wukong with all his strength, and grabbed Wukong's arm the moment Hei Lian got close.

The next second, the moment the two people disappeared, the entire space was destroyed, and time was erased along with it.

(End of this chapter)