Mozun Immortal Emperor

The deep purple fairy pattern is as peaceful as a mirror. It looks like a water curtain, but where it borders the land, there are corpses that are torn apart. This fairy pattern is not as soft as water, it is full of killing intent.

"Friend Daoist Fatty, are you really sure?" Chu Ling'er was rarely worried, because she felt that the fairy pattern was too strong and could not be dealt with by Fu Bao.

"Don't worry, friend Ling'er, beauty, I cherish my life the most, and I won't put myself in a life-and-death crisis." Daodetianjun urged the bullying talisman engraved on the dragon scale with a face full of confidence.

Long Jiaoyang used to refine five-rank golden elixirs with fairy devil mushrooms. He was well aware of the deceptive medicinal properties of fairy devil mushrooms, but he never imagined that someone could be so powerful that they could carve the bullying patterns of fairy devil mushrooms into talismans.

The bullying talismans emit soft light, they rush to the defensive light curtain formed by the fairy lines, and gradually transform into a part of the fairy lines.

"Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, now you can use the Immortal Slaying Technique to break through the defense of the fairy lines." Daode Tianjun pointed to the wall of the defense wall of the fairy lines that was eroded by the deceiving God Talisman

"Do you still need me to make a move?" Long Jiaoyang was stunned.

"Of course it is necessary. This bullying talisman only has the function of covering up, and has no way of attacking." Daodetianjun said as a matter of course

Long Jiaoyang's face was so dark that he gritted his teeth and said, "You didn't even consume a single bit of spiritual power, how dare you say that the loss is immeasurable?"

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, it's hard to chase after a man's words, but you promise me that I will take half of the things in the Buddhist holy mountain later." Daodetianjun reminded with a guilty conscience

Long Jiaoyang drew out his sword in anger, the Immortal Slaying Sword was infinitely powerful, and it cut through the defense of immortal lines with one strike.

Long Jiaoyang was very annoyed, but he didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with the Daotian Monarch right now, it was time to race against time.

Everyone passed through the fairy pattern defense and quickly approached the bottom of the ice and snow holy mountain.

The mountains here are very strange, constructed of endless Buddha patterns, blocking all external forces.After Daode Tianjun came over from the defense of the fairy pattern, he used a strange pace. He surpassed Long Jiaoyang and the others, and crashed into the mountain range built by the Buddha pattern like a shooting star.

The Buddhist plate formed by the six-character mantra of Buddhism is carved in the void to suppress the moral heavenly king.

"Your uncle, Daoist is here to help, you don't know good or bad." Daodetianjun yelled angrily, but the Buddha plate naturally couldn't understand it, it started to attack, hitting Daodetianjun trembling all over.

"Heavenly Lord of Morality, this is the place of Buddhism, how can you enter safely with your evil spirit?" the old blind man joked

"Don't say sarcastic words, can you do it, first help me get rid of the attack of this Buddhist technique." Daode Tianjun's face

Long Jiaoyang urged the iceberg snow lotus to absorb the Buddha plate directly.Bingshan snow lotus is known as the heart of the holy Buddha. Where it exists, Buddhist techniques will not burst out killing power.

After Long Jiaoyang put away the Buddha plate, he walked forward without stopping.

Bingshan Xuelian made a door appear in the defense of the Buddha pattern. Long Jiaoyang, Chu Linger, and the old blind man passed through safely. When Daode Tianjun swayed his fat body to pass through, the defense of the Buddha pattern broke out again, and the Buddhas were manifesting. Treat him as an intruder.

Daodetianjun shot out a sword aura angrily, and roared angrily, "Master Dao is here to help, why do you keep targeting me?"

boom!

Suddenly, a subduing magic pestle descended from the sky, shattering the sword energy and suppressing it towards Daode Tianjun.This subduing magic pestle is extraordinary and contains imperial power. It is an emperor-level magic weapon!

Although Daode Tianjun is a descendant of immortals and demons, he couldn't ignore the emperor's prestige. At this moment, he was frightened out of his wits and shouted in his heart, "Master Dao, rest."

Long Jiaoyang turned back at a critical moment, and with the power of righteousness, evil, and Taoism independent of the avenue of heaven and earth, covered the moral heavenly monarch, made this terrible subduing magic pestle stagnate, and then disappeared in midair. This is just the way left by the emperor-level magic weapon. The pattern is formed, not the real emperor soldier.

"It's so dangerous... so dangerous, thank you fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang for saving me when I was in danger..." Daodetian patted his chest in shock, Long Jiaoyang didn't have the heart to listen to Daodetian's nonsense, he grabbed Daodetian and walked forward, " Don't say disrespectful words, this is under the ice and snow holy mountain, and it is the most sacred pure land of Buddhism, you will naturally be targeted if you are full of evil spirit."

Daode Tianjun was speechless, if he hadn't followed Long Jiaoyang, he would not have been able to enter a place like this no matter what.

Boom, boom, boom...

The Holy Mountain of Ice and Snow was trembling constantly, and there was a sound of bombardment coming down.

"Ling'er, hurry up and find the fairy, I don't know how long the ice and snow holy mountain can last." Long Jiaoyang urged

Chu Ling'er displayed her Taoist mind, which no one can look down on, and under the turbulent ice and snow holy mountain, she quickly led Long Jiaoyang and others to the place where the fairy aura exuded.

A straight pestle of subduing demons stands here, exuding the supreme aura of Buddha. Under the halo formed by it, there is a bald old monk sitting cross-legged. He is dressed in a fiery red cassock, and his hands are pinched into a lotus shape. His shape is lifelike.

"Isn't it true that there are Buddhist monks hiding under the holy mountain?" Chu Ling'er's beautiful eyes blinked, her beautiful face was full of shock.

"Ling'er Beauty, Taoist friend, the thing you mentioned that contains immortal energy, can't it be this old monk?" Daode Tianjun's face was very ugly, he had already checked the surrounding situation clearly with his eyes and ears. There is nothing else here, only this old monk and the demon pestle.

Chu Ling'er went to investigate carefully, and soon she pointed to the old monk with certainty and said, "The immortal energy is indeed emanating from him."

Long Jiaoyang's eyes widened, he stared at the old monk, and said in a trembling voice, "Could it be that this is an immortal Buddha, and he proved the Tao here?"

The old blind man kept silent, he was deducing quietly, and when he heard Long Jiaoyang's words, the old blind man sighed, "The old monk is not a fairy Buddha, he has already passed away."

"Dead? This means that the fairy energy is not emanating from him. He must be the person who protects the fairy, and the fairy is under him!" Daode Tianjun was very pleasantly surprised, and immediately took out an earthworm-like creature from the fairy mirror of Qiankun. The earth dragon said, "Let the Taoist master open a passage, and prepare to go down to get the fairy."

Daodetianjun's speed was very fast. Before Long Jiaoyang objected, the earth dragon insect had already flown to the ground and began to dig the ground and dive.

Zheng!

Suddenly there was a clanging sound, and the corpse of the earth dragon insect that was broken into two pieces flew to the ground, and the opened passageway was also closed instantly.

Daode Tianjun said happily instead of worrying, "It's not in vain, there is definitely a treasure in this underground!"

boom!

With a loud noise, the mountains above everyone's heads were cracking, and the outside sun suddenly shone in.The old monk sitting cross-legged next to the subduing pestle opened his eyes in an instant, his eyes were chaotic, the sun, moon and stars were evolving, and the broken mountains merged in an instant.

The next moment, the old monk stood up, holding the magic pestle in his hand, and the sound resounded like a great bell, "Buddha said, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. Unfortunately, the poor monk is so worried that he can't give up the knife."