Netherworld Immortal

As soon as Huomaitou Tuo finished speaking, his originally quiet body like a mirror lake suddenly became active.

The wide apricot-colored monk's robe he was wearing twitched like an angry turbulent wave, and a circle of crimson spiritual pressure visible to the naked eye suddenly spread out from his body, and the powerful oppressive force caused the ground under his feet to shake .And the two thick red eyebrows on his brow bone suddenly turned into two jumping flames.Seen from the opposite side, it looks like its eyes are breathing fire, and it looks like a fire vajra standing there, majestic and majestic.

Upon seeing this, Master Qingshui responded loudly without showing any timidity: "You bald head, don't think that you can run out to scare people by lighting your eyebrows. Both of us brothers are well-known evil cultivators on the list. It’s not about being intimidated.”

Don't look at Master Qingshui not showing weakness on the surface, but he murmured in his heart, these two people, Huomaituotuo and Jintongzi, could they be two of the so-called "Three Sons of King Kong" in the Golden Buddha Temple.As the largest Buddhist sect in the Northern Territory, the Golden Buddha Temple has a profound heritage, and it is definitely not something that ordinary monks dare to provoke.Although the three sons of King Kong are not the top eminent monks in the Golden Buddha Temple, they are also figures who have been in the limelight in recent years, and even two of them are not easy to provoke. "

Thinking of this, Master Qing Shui quickly looked left and right with his head, his consciousness spread far away, and he was slightly relieved to make sure that there was no third monk within ten miles around.

"Brother, if we fight these two people now, will it delay our business?" Jin Tongzi reminded.It stood quietly on the spot, breathing as usual, and seemed to have no intention of doing anything.

"Junior brother, don't forget that both of them have assassinated the disciples of our Golden Buddha Temple. After today, there will be no such good opportunity, let alone you and I teaming up, it must not be delayed for a moment. This kind of evil cultivation Everyone gets it and punishes them, and it is a merit for us to kill them two." Huobui Toutuo said righteously.

Seeing the two monks muttering on the opposite side, Master Qing Shui's eyes turned cold, and he shouted in his heart, "Whatever you are, you vajra three bald heads, the first rule of evil cultivation, strike first is the best."

Immediately, Master Qing Shui waved his sleeve, and a sharp blue light shot out from his sleeve.It was a three-foot-long azure blue dao sword, with a frightening edge spewing out from the tip of the sword, the sharp edge of the sword creaked through the void, and a wave of azure water was thrown out from behind the sword tail.

The dao sword shot by Master Qingshui was his weapon. It was originally an imitation of Ruoshui Sword, one of the famous swords in Qinglian Dojo. Ruoshui Sword is the one Liu Haiyu is holding now.Although it is an imitation, it is also from the hands of the master craftsman of Qinglian Dojo. Although the grade cannot be compared with Ruoshui Sword, it can also be called the top grade of water attribute swords. The power of coming out is also not to be underestimated.

The next moment, the power of the Dao sword, like a blue shark coming out of water, set off a frightening sword edge.

And the blood monk next to Master Qingshui jumped up almost at the same time, a string of blood-colored runes appeared on the surface of the gilded incense burner above his head, and suddenly became larger, and the whole person was like a shell fired from a chamber, directly smashing into it , the speed is naturally not as fast as Dao Sword.

The target of one sword and one puppet is the golden boy on the opposite side.

"Golden boy, as long as I kill you first, the remaining fire eyebrows, doesn't he like to play with fire? I'll turn him into a roasted sweet potato. No, let the blood monk brother absorb all his blood soul and then turn him into a roasted sweet potato." Sweet potatoes." Master Qing Shui was thinking left and right.But he knew very well that it would be very difficult for him to kill the golden boy with this blow. The soul power shown by the golden boy before even surpassed Master Qingshui by a fraction.

But Master Qingshui is a vengeful master. He and the blood monk hid behind the boulder before, but after being discovered by the golden boy, he shattered the boulder with one blow, which really shocked Master Qingshui.Right now, he naturally wants to scare the golden boy.At the same time, he was also ready to escape.This is Master Qingshui, full of evil cultivating routines.

On weekdays, Master Qingshui treated Monk Blood as a brother.But once fighting with others, the blood monk is his strongest unique weapon.

The blood monk is not much different from ordinary cultivators, both on the surface and in the fluctuation of soul power.Although the golden boy on the other side saw some clues, he always believed that the blood monk was a half-dead man who had practiced the secret art of blood soul, and he was not sure that the blood monk was a puppet.

Every time the blood monk is used as a weapon by Master Qing Shui, it is mostly a tactic to fight the opponent, which will make the opponent shrink back.In the fighting among cultivators, although most of the moves are fierce, they all cherish their own lives and longevity.After all, the purpose of hard training is to live forever. No one wants to fall in the battle of martial arts, and they don't want to provoke this kind of character who will go all out when they meet. The higher the level of cultivation, the more so.As the saying goes, the rich cherish their lives.

And Monk Xue is a puppet, not afraid of life and death at all, no matter how badly injured, Master Qing Shui can repair it.Therefore, every time the blood monk makes a move, it will have an unexpected effect.

In the blink of an eye, Master Qingshui's attack of flying swords had already arrived in front of Jin Tongzi.

"Let me do it." Before Jin Tongzi could make a move, Huobui Tuo shouted and took a big step forward, his tall body blocked Jin Tongzi's body.

Huobui Toutuo threw the purple gold bowl in his hand towards the opposite side.In a piece of purple-gold brilliance, the purple-gold bowl suddenly swelled to a huge size of Zhang Xu.The mouth of the purple-gold bowl is facing outwards, and the bottom is facing inwards. As it spins, golden Sanskrit characters flow continuously on its surface.The powerful power of the magic weapon, shining golden light, is like a huge shield blocking the front of Huomaituotuo and Jintongzi.

There was a crisp sound of "Dang".The Dao sword shot by Master Qingshui pierced the surface of the purple gold bowl.

The sword spun and stayed at the top of the purple gold bowl, refusing to give in to each other, making harsh metal scratching sounds, and clusters of silver arcs popped out.

Master Qingshui saw this, flicked his finger, and hit out a formula. Dozens of slender water lines suddenly appeared on the Dao sword, and each water line was comparable to a sharp sword edge.

In an instant, the power of the Dao sword seemed to hang upside down in the raging sea, and its power increased greatly.The strong oppressive force caused the purple golden bowl on the opposite side to retreat half a foot.

"Huh? This guy really has some tricks, no wonder he is so rampant." Huomei Toutuo was thinking about it, while urging the secret method to deal with it, and between his fingertips, a golden Sanskrit character about the size of a foot was drawn out of thin air.As Huomei Toutuo uttered the Buddhist secret language, the golden Sanskrit characters flashed like a golden bird and landed on the bottom of the purple golden bowl.

The next moment, the image of a monk sitting cross-legged engraved on the surface of the purple gold bowl came alive.The little monk still sat cross-legged, but the rosary in his hand was twisted, and at the same time he opened and closed his mouth, as if chanting sutras.All of a sudden, Zhuangzheng Buddha's words lingered, and the red fire at the bottom of the purple gold bowl flashed.Impressively, a phantom of a flaming tiger's head about the size of Zhang Xu appeared on the purple gold bowl.

"Aw—" The tiger roared loudly, and the power of the magic weapon of the Zijin Bowl multiplied dramatically.

There was a loud "boom", the flames shot into the sky, and the water mist burst.And Master Qingshui's Dao sword was bounced away with a whine, and flew back backwards.

Huo Mei Toutuo saw that he had succeeded in his technique, and he said proudly: "How can the magic technique of a mere evil cultivator be compared with the supreme Buddha Dharma of my Golden Buddha Temple."

The purple gold bowl used by Huomei Toutuo was made by the famous casting eminent monk in the Golden Buddha Temple for three years. The power of the fire tiger has two special restrictions, and a total of 33 restrictions are a remarkable Buddhist magic weapon.

All this is a long story, only between two breaths.

Just as Master Qingshui's dao sword flew back, the blood monk's cannonball-like body followed one after another.

Master Qingshui didn't have time to take into account the rebounding Dao sword.He fixed his eyes on the golden boy behind Huomaituotuo, stretched out his palms, and moved his ten fingers back and forth.And the body of the blood monk high in the sky, like a puppet controlled by a string, twisted his body at an incredible angle, bypassing the purple golden bowl of Huobui Toutuo, and headed straight for the golden boy.

Seeing this, Huomaituo yelled: "Junior brother, be careful." It was too late for him to stop the blood monk's attack.

Without stopping for a moment, Master Qingshui on the opposite side made a sword finger with one hand, and a delicate yellow paper talisman was clamped on the fingertip, and a lifelike red snake was painted on the talisman.

"Where the dao talisman is, the shadow of the blood soul, listen to my orders!" Master Qing Shui saw the timing and recited the dao mantra.The yellow paper talisman exploded suddenly, spewing out a string of red runes to smear in the void, and in a blink of an eye, a phantom of a blood python appeared.

At this moment, the figure of the blood monk flying in mid-air smashed down, and he was already in front of the golden boy.At the same time Master Qingshui was using the talismans, the shadow of blood rolled in the gilded incense burner above the blood monk's head, and a blood python about the size of Zhang rushed out.With angry mouths and sword teeth, blood shadows rolled, and the bloody wind ran wildly.

After Master Qingshui finished all these actions, his Dao sword had bounced back, and just slashed on a boulder, with a loud sound, the Dao sword was half buried in the boulder, and the half exposed outside was shaking endlessly.

Judging from the appearance, the golden boy looks like a child of seven or eight years old, but his real age is already past.It's just that Jin Tongzi has practiced a rare Buddhist boy skill since he was a child, which keeps him looking like he won't grow up.It can be said that the golden boy is also a combat-experienced combat figure.

Facing the sudden onslaught of the blood monk and the blood python he sacrificed, Jin Tongzi's two big black eyes did not blink, and he did not have the slightest intention of retreating.

He raised his hand and threw it, calling out a golden Buddha bell about an inch in size, followed by a formula.The golden Buddha bell twirled and spun, a piece of golden light was gorgeous, and it suddenly turned into a size of three feet.Hovering over the golden boy's head, the surface of the Buddha Bell was clearly engraved with the pattern of a warrior in golden armor.

"Ding dong, ding dong."

The golden boy uttered a magic formula, the Buddha bell rang, and a golden light was sprinkled. A string of Buddhist mantras and seals were intertwined in the golden light. In the blink of an eye, a three-foot-tall golden armored vajra appeared.This King Kong is outlined by aura, with round eyes and wide mouth, big arms and round waist, wearing a diamond hat, and his fists clenched like hammers, majestic and majestic.

The Golden Armored King Kong crossed his arms directly in front of his body, and instantly formed a large golden bell-shaped body protection mask on his body surface.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise.The blood shadow exploded, the golden light splashed, and in the blowing wind, the King Kong phantom and the blood python's shadow collapsed together.The blood monk's body was thrown upside down by the counterattack wind, like a red leaf running wild in the air.But Jin Tongzi stood where he was, without moving an inch, without any damage to his whole body.

Seeing this, Master Qingshui in the distance widened his eyes and shouted, "Jump up for me."

There were invisible thin threads on his ten fingers pulling the blood monk's body, and the blood monk's figure turned somersaults in mid-air, resisting the aftermath of the explosion of the previous move, desperately smashing towards the golden boy's place again.

"Huh? The monk with the gilt censer on his head only has half his life left. Do you still have to fight? It's a complete evil cultivator!" Jin Tongzi couldn't help being surprised when he saw this.

The golden boy hurriedly made a move with one hand, and the golden Buddha bell was held in his hand again.When the Buddha bell swayed, a large piece of golden flower spilled out, like drawing out golden ink, turning the golden boy's body into a gilded color, and the golden boy's physical aura broke through again.

Without stopping for a moment, Jin Tongzi shook the golden Buddha bell in his hand, nodded with his toes, and with a slap, he stepped on the ground with a deep mark, and his figure turned into a phantom and flew back backwards.

The golden Buddha bell in the golden boy's hand is also a magic weapon from the Golden Buddha Temple, and a ray of soul power from a golden armored vajra is cast on it.And the legendary Golden Armored King Kong is the evil god general of Buddhism. Few people have seen their true colors, and they are existences that others dare not provoke.

And the golden boy is the body of the metal nine spirit veins, only a hair's breadth away, he is the highest talent of the ten spirit veins, and he can also be called one of the genius disciples in the Golden Buddha Temple.With the Vajra Buddha Bell in his hand, among monks of the same level, there are few opponents.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the stones flew down, the ground shook, and dust flew up.

Where the golden boy stood before, a big pit was knocked out by the blood monk with the gilded incense burner on his head.

The "blood monk" in the middle of the pit is in the shape of an upside-down onion, and the incense burner on the top of his head is inserted into the soil.The big red cassock was also torn open, and the exposed skin was covered with blood.From a distance, it looks like an angry big carrot.

Master Qingshui in the distance chuckled, all this seemed to be in his expectation.The goatee on Master Qingshui's chin was raised high, and he said triumphantly, "Golden boy, you still jumped up. I, Master Qingshui, won this round."

Jumping again and again, Master Qingshui was extremely happy.

Immediately, Master Qingshui moved his consciousness, and the blood monk in the pit kicked his legs violently, his bones creaked, and with a puff, he pulled out the gold-plated incense burner stuck in the soil.Due to the excessive force, the blood monk sat on the ground with a thud, shaking his head back and forth.

"Brother Blood Monk, come back." Venerable Qing Shui greeted loudly in the distance.

But seeing, a cloud of blood mist rose from the gilded incense burner above the blood monk's head, wrapped in the blood mist, the blood monk turned into a blood shadow, and shot back.

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