Pure Yang!

Chapter 51 Tianpeng Tianpeng, the Pig King Tao

The seven stars seal their mouths and let out a dragon's roar, and the true spirit can be seen in the blood of the fierce fangs.

In the quiet room, under the white skin, Zhang Fan stood like a barrier in front of Jiang Lai, forming seals with his hands and chanting incantations, and a terrifying wave emerged.

That is the return of the soul.

That is the surge of true yang.

That is the way of practice.

That is Taoist magic.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible... The dragon vein of the great evil has grown fangs, how can ordinary people move its soul..."

"How could you not be suppressed!?"

He Fei's eyes widened as he stared at Zhang Fan, he could hardly believe his eyes.

Even though Jiang Lai turned his body into a dragon-fixing stake and suppressed the dragon vein where Taoyuan Square was located, the living victim had already been sacrificed, and the seven fierce fangs were exposed. Under such a powerful aura, even a cultivator would be trapped and his soul could not move rashly.

"His soul..."

"unusual!"

Wen He and Jiang Hu looked at each other and saw deep shock and incomprehension in each other's eyes.

It is absolutely impossible for a normal person's soul to be activated and manifested under the [Seven Evil Dragon Teeth], not to mention how long Zhang Fan has only been practicing?
"Zhang Fan..."

Jiang Lai looked at the reliable back, murmured softly, and a different kind of light appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"The canopy canopy, the nine-yuan evil boy."

"Wuding Dusi, Gao Diao Beiweng."

"Seven political and eight spiritual beings, the most powerful and fierce."

"A long-headed beast, holding the imperial bell."

……

Just at this time,

The curse was chanted softly, but it was like a loud sound, coming from the surging blood, echoing in the quiet room, ringing in everyone's ears, as if it were thunder, deafening.

"This is……"

At this moment, Jiang Hu's pupils suddenly contracted, and an expression of disbelief emerged on his trembling face. He slightly opened the corners of his lips and uttered only eight words:
"Northern Emperor's evil ghost, Tianpeng's divine spell?"

……

Yujing City, High-speed Railway South Station.

When Bai Bu Ran came out of the exit pushing his suitcase, Lao Yu had been waiting for a long time.

"boss……"

Old Yu waved his hand, hurried forward, took Bai Bu Ran's suitcase, and led the way to the open-air parking lot where Wu Ling Hong Guang had been waiting for a long time.

"I hope nothing happened at home while I was away."

Walking out of the high-speed rail station, Bai Bu Ran subconsciously looked up at the sky and asked casually.

"What could happen? Everything is calm and everyone is fine." Lao Yu patted his chest.

"Um!?"

At this moment, Bai Bu Ran suddenly stopped and looked at the sky, in the direction of Taoyuan Square...

Dark clouds gathered, obscuring the bright moon, and the stars in the sky hid, becoming dim and without luster.

"The Daoist sect has been passed down for tens of millions of years, and the Northern Sky Emperor is the first to kill..."

"Is this the Beidi Method!?"

Bai Bu Ran murmured softly, and a solemn look appeared on his originally casual and lazy face.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Old Yu looked at Bai Bu Ran's expression and couldn't help but ask.

"Something happened." Bai Bu Ran said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, and the afterimage was like a ghost, but Bai Bu Ran had disappeared from the spot.

……

Taoyuan Plaza, 13th floor.

In the quiet room, the incantations that Zhang Fan chanted became more and more majestic, causing pain in everyone's eardrums. He formed seals with his hands, and his true yang surged, but the energy of Taiyin emerged and condensed into evil.

"The three gods Suxiao, strictly drive Kuilong,"

"Mighty Sword God King, slay the evil and destroy all traces."

"Purple air rides the sky, and red clouds surge."

"Swallowing demons and ghosts, lying flat on the ground and drinking the wind,"

"Gray tongue, green teeth, four-eyed old man."...

"Beidi Fa... This is Beidi Fa... Are you the one who fought with the Yinshan Sect master that day?" He Fei's face suddenly changed, and he stared at Zhang Fan, as if he had recognized him all over again.

Tianpeng Magic Mantra, Beidi's Great Method to Kill Ghosts, contains the names of the ghosts and gods in the six palaces of Fengdu. Beidi kept it secret. If people in the world can practice this method constantly, they will achieve immortality.

Since the early Tang Dynasty, the Northern Emperor's Law has been known as the first killing school in Taoism. However, more than 80 years ago, the Taoism suffered a catastrophe and this lineage had long been extinct. How could there still be a successor who is proficient in this way! ?

"He mastered it? He actually mastered the Northern Emperor Technique? How long has it been?"

At this moment, Jiang Hu stared at Zhang Fan blankly, as if there was a voice roaring in his heart.

He had learned this technique from a master many years ago. He had been trying to understand it for many years but still had not mastered it. He did not expect that there was another destiny in the world, and that the technique was only passed on to Zhang Fan through him.

"kill!"

He Fei roared, and the flames of the seven candles around the earthen pool grew brighter and brighter. Blood light surged behind him, and the seven virtual dragon fangs suddenly stabbed out, biting towards Zhang Fan like a dragon eating.

"Tian Ding Li Shi, Wei Nan protects against evil,"

"The Heavenly Horse is furious, and the Northern Guard is invincible."

"Three hundred thousand soldiers, guarding the ninth heaven,"

"Avoid corpses thousands of miles away, and sweep away bad luck,"

"I dare you little devil to come and see me."

"The big ax in the sky can kill ghosts in five forms."

Zhang Fan lay motionless, the incantations in his mouth became more and more majestic. He concentrated his mind and breath, knocked his teeth nine times, performed magic incantations with his hands, chanted the incantation to summon the Marshal, visualized the appearance of Marshal Tianpeng, formed the [Tian Ding Seal] with both hands, touched the eyes on his forehead with his middle finger, and then tapped with the sword incantation, imagining that there was lightning entering and exiting.

Rumble…

At this moment, a loud noise resounded behind Zhang Fan, and the yin energy turned into evil, and there was chaos and confusion. Suddenly, two huge fangs like scimitars slowly emerged from the yin evil. There seemed to be a terrifying figure behind it, hiding in the chaos and evil, and had not yet appeared.

"Tianpengya!?" Jiang Hu whispered.

According to legend, Marshal Tianpeng has three heads and six arms, a long head and fangs, and appears to be very angry. He holds six objects: an axe, a bow and arrow, a sword, a bell, a halberd, and a rope.

By reciting this mantra and practicing this great Dharma, one can summon the gods and transform into an image of Tianpeng.

Tianpeng Ya is the product of one of these magic spells.

Rumble…

Blood fell, and the seven dragon teeth formed a killing pattern, trapping Zhang Fan in it.

"Tian Peng opens the way, only killing, no saving!"

Zhang Fan roared fiercely, Taiyin turned into a demon, and Tianpeng's fangs stabbed out like scimitars. The ferocious and violent power tore the blood light in the sky apart. Then, the two fangs collided with the dragon teeth transformed by the blood light with a force that could destroy everything in its path.

bang bang bang...

With a loud bang, Tianpeng's fangs became more and more fierce, and they smashed the dragon's fangs one after another without any hindrance. In an instant, the sound of a dragon's roar rang through the ears, carrying with it deep anger.

"The Northern Emperor's Law is indeed worthy of being called the Northern Emperor's Law. How could it be so overbearing?!"

Everyone was shocked and found it hard to accept the brutal and crushing situation before them.

Even though the evil dragon in Taoyuan Square had been immobilized by Jiang Lai, the seven dragon fangs were still very powerful. However, under Zhang Fan's Tianpeng Fangs, they were like child's play...

boom……

With a loud bang, the seven candles suddenly went out, and the seven dragon fangs in the blood light suddenly shattered and dissipated like smoke and became invisible. Even the sound of the dragon's roar was like an auditory hallucination and could no longer be heard.

The seven stars are extinguished, and the dragon's teeth are bound!
"how so……"

He Fei spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he stared at Zhang Fan intently. He couldn't believe it even in his dreams. As the protagonist, how could he lose?

"How could I lose?" He Fei gritted his teeth and roared softly. He turned around and looked at the earthen pool, wanting to see whether the ambergris he had been dreaming of had been refined.

puff...

At this moment, a white and slender hand pierced through He Fei's chest from behind like a blade, but his vigorously beating heart was gently held in that hand.

"The He family's luck has really run out. I taught you everything by hand, but you still failed at the last moment."

A gentle and graceful voice rang out in the quiet room, revealing a hint of indifference and helplessness.

"Tian... Wang Tiantian... you..."

Zhang Fan looked at Wang Tiantian, who slowly stood up from the earthen pool and put one hand through He Fei's chest, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Good junior, let me introduce myself again..." Wang Tiantian looked at Zhang Fan and smiled sweetly.

"My name is Wang Tao!"

"Hai Pig, Wang Tao!"

At this moment, the gentle and graceful voice suddenly changed, becoming low and slightly magnetic.

(End of this chapter)