Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 514: Killing the Golden-winged Dapeng

When he saw the three An Yans walk out at the same time, the Golden-Winged Dapeng's voice subconsciously began to tremble.

"One Qi turns three pure things!?"

"It's three against three now, just right."

An Yan smiled slightly.

This is exactly the One Qi Transformed into Three Pure Ones, which is one of the trump cards passed down to him by Taishang Laojun.

If one practices this magical power to perfection, one will be able to create three clones with the same strength as the original body.

It is conceivable that if during the Conferred Gods Battle, Master Tongtian had this magical power and could create three clones that were no weaker than saints to cooperate with his original body to launch the Zhuxian Formation, how terrifying it would be.

An Yan, as he has not practiced for a long time, has only reached the minor success stage, so he can only create two clones.

But that's enough.

The green-haired lion monster and the yellow-toothed old elephant, who were originally full of confidence, are no longer as confident as before.

As the saying goes, the shadow of a tree is the reputation of a person. Who would not be terrified by the method of the Saint Taiqing to transform the Three Purities into one?
What's more, their strength is weaker than An Yan's.

"If you don't come, I'll come."

Seeing the three frightened monsters, An Yan took the initiative to attack and laughed, "The Golden Winged Dapeng is mine."

"The green-haired lion monster on the right is mine." Anyan No. 2 also laughed and attacked the green-haired lion monster.

"Then I have no choice but you." Anyan No. 3's eyes fell on the last old elephant with yellow teeth and shook his head.

"Damn it, so what if it's really the Three Pure Ones? You are neither the Great Pure One nor the Supreme Lord Lao."

"kill!"

When the Golden-Winged Peng saw that An Yan was picking them out like picking vegetables, he became furious and a strong murderous aura burst out of him.

"Today, I, the Golden-winged Dapeng, will kill you!"

Although this golden-winged Roc is insidious and cunning, its strength is indeed very strong, far surpassing the green-haired lion monster and the yellow-toothed old elephant.

Even An Yan has to suffer a disadvantage in terms of realm.

Fortunately, he had comprehended three kinds of laws, all of which were top-notch laws of power, allowing him to make up for the gap with the Golden-Winged Roc.

The two men fought again, and the situation was still a stalemate, which shook the Nine Heavens.

But if you look closely, you can find that the Golden-Winged Dapeng is much more impatient than An Yan. He uses one move after another, as if he can't wait to kill An Yan with his Fang Tian Huaji.

An Yan was like an old man sitting on the Diaoyutai, responding to each opponent's moves and not in a hurry to decide the winner.

Because he and the Golden-Winged Peng both understood that the key to the outcome of this battle did not lie with them, but with the two battlefields.

If An Yan's two clones had killed the green-haired lion monster and the yellow-toothed old elephant and come to support, then the Golden-winged Dapeng would have been defeated. Even a strong man like the Golden-winged Dapeng could not fight against three Daluo Jinxian at the same time.

vice versa.

The green-haired lion monster had a ferocious appearance, with saw-toothed teeth and a round head. It roared like thunder, had eyes like lightning, and held a large sword in its hand as it rushed towards Anyan No. 2.

"Third brother is right, you are not a saint, just a clone."

"Look, I'm going to kill you with my sword today!"

The whisk was with the main body, and Anyan No. 2 used the time to transform it into a magic weapon for battle.

Such horrifying behavior made the green-haired lion monster's eyelids twitch.

Time is like a knife. With every collision, the green-haired lion monster can feel an extra layer of shackles on his body, making his body heavier.

He wanted to use his demonic powers to break the shackles.

But Anyan No. 2 did not give the monster any time at all. He struck with his sword as fast as a flash knife, one strike after another, forcing the green-haired lion monster to retreat tens of thousands of miles in an instant and enter the vast starry sky.

One after another, the desolate stars quickly disintegrated into dust under the power of time.

All tangible materials seem so fragile and insignificant under the passage of time.

Even the big sword in the hands of the green-haired lion monster, under the power of time, seemed to have passed billions of years in a short period of time.

Over time, the blazing sword dimmed and lost its edge.

Such a horrifying sight made the Green-haired Lion Monster terrified, and the shackles on his body became heavier, as if he was carrying the sky on his back.

He understood that if he continued like this, even if he was not killed by the Blade of Time, he would be crushed to death by the shackles formed by endless time.

"I am the Blue Lion King. I am immortal. What can time do to me?"

The green-haired lion monster roared with all its might, then transformed itself into a Dharma body.

The huge Dharma body steps on the stars, its body is like a galaxy, and when it exhales its breath, it sweeps over the endless stars.

Coming to the void of the ancient universe, he no longer needs to suppress his power, nor does he need to worry about destroying the earth and bearing infinite karma.

Once upon a time, he transformed himself into a Dharma body in front of the South Gate of Heaven, opened his mouth wide and swallowed up 100,000 heavenly soldiers in one gulp.

But because of this, he became the mount of Manjushri Bodhisattva.

Now, he wanted to swallow this clone along with time in one gulp.

The gaping bloody mouth was like a super black hole, and countless stars were sucked in.

Anyan No. 2's expression remained unchanged, even though he was as small as dust in front of this Dharma body.

"In the face of time, who dares to claim to be immortal? You, the Blue Lion King, are not even qualified."

"Years are coming!"

The aura of Anyan No. 2 became more and more mysterious and profound. Although his figure was as small as dust, in the mind of the green-haired lion monster, he was more dazzling than the sun and brighter than the galaxy, emitting a breathtaking power.

The unwilling green-haired lion monster roared, delivered his strongest attack, and slammed his mouth shut, trying to bury Anyan No. 2 in his mouth.

However, the next second, he felt dizzy.

The power of time is like a big net or a big hand, trapping him deeply in it.

Anyan No. 2 flipped his palm, as if turning the galaxy upside down, distorting time and space.

The green-haired lion monster closed its mouth, but bit nothing.

He looked around for Anyan No. 2 and roared angrily, "Where are you? Come out! Come out!"

"Are you looking for me?"

The voice came from above his head, and the green-haired lion monster looked up in horror, and found that Anyan No. 2, who was as small as dust before, had now turned into a giant.

And I have become a pawn in the other party's hands.

Such a change scared the green-haired lion monster so much that it reminded him of a legendary magical power.

The Buddha’s kingdom in the palm of the hand!
As soon as this thought came to his mind, the green-haired lion monster no longer had any desire to fight and only wanted to escape from this terrifying clone.

He fled at full speed, trying to return to the mainland and cross the stars.

"Where do you want to escape to?"

However, no matter how he ran, crossing one starry sea after another, the gaze and voice above his head followed him like a shadow.

Anyan No. 2 just quietly watched the green-haired lion monster fleeing from his palm, then slowly closed his palm.

Boom! ! !
It was as if the heaven and earth were collapsing, and the galaxy rolled back, pressing towards the green-haired lion monster.

The green-haired lion monster looked at the five fingers surrounded by stars and fell into deep despair.

"Do not!!!"

"Second brother, third brother, save me!"

The green-haired lion monster who didn't want to die roared again, "I surrender! I'll be your mount!"

However, the only response he got was the cold words from An Yan No. 2, "You don't deserve it!"

As Anyan No. 2's palm closed, the green-haired lion monster completely fell. On the other side, the old yellow-fanged elephant was also in trouble, so how could he have the energy to save the green-haired lion monster?
Anyan No. 3 was seen controlling the thunder, like a god walking in the starry sky, turning the galaxy into a sea of ​​thunder.

Even as strong as the old yellow-fanged elephant, even if he had transformed into a Dharma body, he could only struggle in the sea of ​​thunder.

The long nose that he was so proud of could suppress the mountains and rivers, but it could not suppress this sea of ​​thunder.

"Big brother! Third brother! Save me!"

Unfortunately, this is already wishful thinking.

The old yellow-fanged elephant was nailed to death in the depths of the starry sky by Anyan No. 3 using thunder as a gun.

The death of the two monsters was so loud that it could not be hidden from the Golden-winged Dapeng and Anyan who were confronting each other.

The result came out, and An Yan raised his sword and moved, his eyes sharp, "It seems that I won. You lost, Golden Winged Dapeng."

The smile on the Golden Winged Dapeng's face disappeared at this moment. His face turned ashen, and his eyes were as cold as lightning as he stared at An Yan, shouting, "You dare to kill me?"

An Yan said frankly, "Why not?"

"Humph, my brother is the Buddha Mother Peacock King, and my uncle is the Tathagata Buddha of the West."

"Even if you kill me, you can't escape."

The Golden-Winged Dapeng, who originally hated Buddhism, no longer cared about his personal likes and dislikes at the critical moment of life and death, and wanted to make An Yan give up.

"What does that have to do with me? If I were afraid, I wouldn't have gone west."

An Yan pointed the sword directly at the Golden Winged Peng, recalling the hell on earth at the 800-li Lion Camel Ridge. The murderous intent in his voice was like a knife, scraping straight into the Golden Winged Peng's heart.

"Today I want to kill you. Even the Peacock King and Tathagata himself cannot stop me."

"You are dead!"

Seeing that An Yan didn't take his brother and Buddha seriously at all, the Golden Winged Peng was angry but helpless.

"Then let's fight to the death!"

"I don't believe that I can't suppress a young man who has just entered the Daluo realm!"

The golden-winged Roc held up a Fang Tian Hua Ji, let out a long roar, and came rolling over the galaxy.

An Yan also let out a long roar, wielding his sword to cut through the galaxy and block the Fang Tian Huaji.

At this time, a long rainbow cut through the starry sky and hit the face of the Golden Winged Dapeng. An Yan No. 2 arrived, and the light knife in his hand bloomed brilliantly, slashing directly at the Golden Winged Dapeng.

The Golden-winged Roc was caught off guard and had no time to dodge. Golden blood flew up along with the broken arm and spilled into the starry sky.

"what!!!"

"How dare you bully me like this?"

The golden-winged Roc roared madly, and with its only remaining arm, it grasped the Fang Tian Hua Ji and swept it out, trying to split Anyan No. 2 in half.

"Golden-winged Dapeng, die!"

Another long rainbow came, it was Anyan No. 3, holding a thunder spear, aiming straight for the head of the golden-winged Roc.

"Golden Roc is reborn!"

The golden-winged Roc roared, and the terrifying physique of the demon clan was revealed at this moment, and the broken arm grew out in an instant.

"Peng strikes the sky!"

The Fang Tian Hua Ji met the Thunder Spear and directly shattered it.

Even An Yan had to admit that the Golden-Winged Roc was indeed very powerful.

But no matter how strong you are, the ending is already determined.

The Golden-Winged Roc could not defeat An Yan alone, and with the help of two clones of the same strength beside An Yan, there was no hope at all.

Under the siege of An Yan and his clones, the Golden-Winged Roc was beaten to pieces several times, but thanks to the magical power of the Golden Roc's resurrection and the powerful physique of the demon clan, it was like an indestructible cockroach and was always able to survive.

But as time went on, the speed of resurrection became slower and slower, gradually approaching its end.

The eyes of the Golden-Winged Roc were dim, the armor on his body had long been torn to pieces, his Fang Tian Hua Ji was also broken, and he kept gasping for air.

An Yan and the other two approached him.

An Yan looked at the golden-winged roc in front of him, who was no longer able to fight, and raised his sword, ready to chop it down, "Die!"

"You are the one who died!"

At this moment, divine light burst out from the eyes of the Golden-Winged Roc, a black lotus flew out from between his brows, and the aura of the quasi-saint overwhelmed the starry sky.

A quasi-saint sealed an attack into the sea of ​​consciousness of the Golden-Winged Roc, and this attack was enough to kill Daluo.

An Yan's pupils shrank, and looking at the black lotus he already understood who was the mastermind behind it.

The swung sword, under the overwhelming power of the black lotus, instantly turned into a whisk, which shattered into pieces.

"Hahaha!!!"

"This is the moment I've been waiting for!"

The golden-winged Roc laughed ferociously. To ensure that everything went well, he waited for An Yan to get close to him before launching this attack.

But when he saw An Yan's calm expression, his laughter subconsciously paused.

Why isn't he afraid?
An Yan answered his doubts, "Do you think I'm really unprepared? I've been on guard against quasi-saints for a long time."

How could An Yan, who had already fought against quasi-saints several times and escaped death, not be prepared?

A bell heart flew out from his dantian.

As the heart of the Chaos Bell appeared, it instantly smoothed out the broken void.

The black lotus hit the center of the bell, causing it to shake violently and emit a loud bell sound.

The sound of the bell had an unfathomable power, which constantly clashed and offset the power of the black lotus, and could be heard from far away.

Demon Master Kunpeng, who was in seclusion in the Demon Master Palace deep in the North Sea, opened his eyes in an instant.

What kind of eyes are those?

The stars disappear in his eyes, and the world is broken and reunited in his eyes.

terrible!

At this moment, the vibrations of the quasi-saint were spreading.

The Chaos Bell suspended in mid-air also stopped trembling under this wave, and stopped the urge to break through the air.

"After waiting for countless thousands of years, Zhong Xin finally appeared."

Kunpeng came out of his retreat, and his aura shook the entire Demon Master Palace, and the entire vast North Sea was shaking as well.

All the creatures in the North Sea looked towards the direction of the Demon Master Palace with awe.

They knew that the master of the North Sea had awakened.

An Yan didn't know that the fight between Zhong Xin and Hei Lian had already brought him a powerful enemy. When he saw Zhong Xin withstanding the attack of the quasi-saint, he burst into laughter.

It is worthy of being a part of the Chaos Bell. Even if it is not in a complete state, it is still very terrifying and can even withstand the attacks of a quasi-saint.

The Golden Winged Dapeng who saw this scene felt cold all over and could not believe it. "The attack of the quasi-saint was blocked? Are you kidding? This is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible. Now you can die."

An Yan, who had already learned of the mastermind behind the incident, showed no mercy and chopped off the Golden-Winged Roc's head with his sword. He then used his great magical powers to kill his soul, completely eliminating the possibility of his resurrection.

At the moment when Garuda died, the Peacock King felt something in his heart. He withdrew from the state of enlightenment of comprehending the Buddhist Dharma, and went down Mount Lingshan directly without informing the Buddha.

Although he is not close to this younger brother, he is his only blood relative in this world.

Now that his blood relative is dead, as the eldest brother, he naturally cannot sit idly by and must seek an explanation.

(End of this chapter)