Chapter 114
Did Wuji Demon’s Tao Seal fail?
It seems to have failed.
Song Yu also saw seven evil ghosts on the huge blood tree from a distance.
"Their aura is already so weak that they can't even maintain their ferocious level, but they seem to be tied to the blood tree and cannot die at all."
Qi Hongye, as a member of the ghost clan, could see it more clearly.
Song Yu nodded at me: "Tang Mufeng and the others have indeed failed, and the strength of these seven evil spirits is rapidly recovering."
Lan Ning asked: "Boss, is Mr. Tang really dead? If the soul is wiped out..."
"He should be immortal." Song Yu said with a smile.
His eyes looked at the huge crack beside Netherworld Blood Locust Tree.
There is a sinister and ghostly energy gushing out from there, with a hint of netherworldly aura.
Song Yu's expression changed slightly. If he were to absorb these netherworld energies now, wouldn't it be...
ghost energy and yin energy? No matter how pure he was, he would not appreciate it.
But having the aura of the underworld is a great supplement to the skills he practices.
Of course, he just thought about it and didn't actually run over to commit suicide.
Because in the desperate eyes of everyone, someone else came forward.
The voice of Taoism and Buddha is still there, even more so at this moment, suppressing the Netherworld Blood Locust. The seven evil ghosts are swaying unsteadily, and their recovery speed is greatly reduced. They are suppressed by the light of Buddha and Taoism.
The Taoist and Buddhist masters who had not appeared for a long time finally appeared.
In terms of Taoism, there is only one person.
Su Xianlong.
But there are two people in Buddhism, one old and one young.
"Gnzhi, it's clear. Let's take action together. It's time to end."
Su Xianlong said, flicking the dust in his hand and turning it into a blue long sword.
The old monk clasped his hands together and said: "This time, the lingzhi will take action, and the poor monk will assist."
Su Xianlong glanced at them and said, "That's okay."
Immediately, Su Xianlong's body was filled with magic power, and seven copper coins surrounded him. , which immediately made his breath rise.
Even the light blue Taoist robe on his body was shining with gleaming light at the moment, as if it were a top-notch magic weapon.
"The Tao transforms the universe and dances in the sky."
The childish voice resounded throughout the world, and Su Xianlong stood up out of thin air, his powerful magic power making everyone look at him.
Not far away, Jian Xunxian and Qiong Fairy were standing on a high mountain.
"Senior brother, are you really not going to take action?"
"No, Linxian can handle it. Besides, there is also the Buddhist disciple of Qianyuan Temple. If you are not sure, you will not let him take action."
Jian Xunxian looked at him calmly . Looking at the three people doing their exercises.
In it, the monk recited Buddhist sounds, surrounded by brilliant bells, enveloping him and the wise Buddha.
The Lingzhi Buddha looked serious and held out a demon-conquering pestle.
"Taoist Master Su, Lingzhi has overstepped his bounds. Master, help me."
After saying this, Lingzhi Buddha clasped his hands together, the Buddha's power surged, and the demon-dropping pestle turned into a stream of light and struck at the blood tree.
When Su Xianlong saw this, he stopped stopping and slashed his sword towards the blood tree with his backhand.
The seven evil spirits, who were fighting against the voices of Taoism and Buddhism with all their strength and recovering themselves, obviously had complete intelligence. They acted almost at the same time.
Just like the previous battle against Tianfeng to sacrifice blood, they formed that weird formation.
The huge blood shadow headed by it turned into a statue of Shura, intending to break the two attacks just like the previous battle.
But they are now countless times weaker.
The sword energy was concentrated and Su Xianlong struck with all his strength, but the magic pestle was supported by the Buddhist power of the monk and the spiritually aware Buddha.
The combined force of the seven evil spirits was easily broken by the sword energy and the demon-subduing pestle, and they were reborn on the tree trunk again.
"Hmph..."
Su Xianlong snorted coldly, and her small body turned into a rainbow, and in the blink of an eye she was directly above the blood tree.
The long sword in his hand flew up and surrounded his head to protect the law.
He himself formed seals with his hands, complex Taoist seals one after another. In just a few breaths, the sky above the tree was filled with blood.
Like a sophisticated mechanism, these seals fit into each other and gradually erupted with terrifying power. Su Xianlong's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
He turned over his hand and took out a cup of soy milk, drank it down, and continued to perform magic seals.
The gnosis Buddha seemed to know what he was going to do, and he chanted the six-character Buddhist mantra. A blurry shadow of the Buddha stood behind him, and with the power of the golden bell, it looked like another sun.
The phantom of the giant Buddha held the demon-conquering pestle and slowly smashed it towards the blood tree.
Su Xianlong glanced at their master and apprentice and continued to form seals.
One after another, the complex seals finally slowly took shape, and the vitality of heaven and earth poured into them like crazy.
"Linxian actually forced the use of the Wuji Demon Sealing. Isn't it too much?"
Fairy Qiong looked at her from afar, with a worried look on her face.
Jian Xunxian's expression finally changed, and his brows furrowed tightly.
"It's true, but I won't put him in danger by keeping an
eye on him." On the distant peak, Bai Shiyi and others looked extremely surprised.
"What kind of magic formula is this Su Xianlong performing? When did the Taoist sect have such a complicated magic formula?"
Bai Shixian asked in surprise.
But his eyes couldn't help but look at the people around him.
But the answer to him was silence.
Obviously, everyone doesn't know.
What Su Xianlong used was a technique unknown to them, and its power was unknown.
The face of Lingzhi Buddha was pale. What kind of secret method of Buddhism was used by him. He actually summoned the phantom of the Buddha to hold the magical weapon of Subduing the Demonic Pestle. He destroyed the seven evil spirits that were reborn through the blood tree one after another, making them Unable to stop Su Xianlong.
"Suppress..." Su Xianlong shouted, made a seal with both hands, and punched into the huge seal in the air.
The overwhelming power of the seal suddenly appeared, and the seal rotated, suppressing it towards the blood tree.
At the same time, Taoist energy and Buddha power gathered from all directions in Liangcheng, and they seemed to be attracted by the Taoist seal.
The three combined into one, this Dao Seal with a radius of a hundred feet completely enveloped the blood tree.
The cracks in the space kept shaking, and finally disappeared completely after twisting a few times, and the surrounding space returned to normal.
Click...
The trunk of the blood tree finally broke.
With each tree trunk breaking, a fierce evil spirit dies.
The mana in Su Xianlong's body had long been drained. At this moment, he drank soy milk and watched with distress as the seven evil spirits turned into fly ash one by one and dissipated between the sky and the earth.
These are all silver coins, each with ten silver coins as a base.
Until the last one, it completely integrated into the blood tree and seemed to be moving.
Su Xianlong's eyes lit up, and he appeared next to the blood tree. The palm he had prepared long ago fell on the trunk of the blood tree, and his magic power burst out.
Boom...
The ghost energy dispersed, and the Dao Seal quietly changed, wrapping the entire blood tree and gradually shrinking.
The slight sword light left by the broken sword array in Liangcheng slowly rose up, gradually dispelling the rootless ghost energy.
Liangcheng took on a new look. Except for a small half of the city that was in ruins, there was no trace of ghosts left.
"It's cleared, it's over."
Su Xianlong said, and flew away with the remaining magic power in his body.
It's just that he is carrying a two-meter-long blood tree, and his posture seems a bit weird.
The experts could clearly see his destination, which was Song Ji's store.
"Hurry, catch up, Senior Su is going to eat alone."
Tang Mufeng's low voice came, shocking the two Confucian masters who looked disappointed and guilty.
"Mufeng, are you okay?"
"Yes, but it's important to divide the points from the blood tree first." Tang Mufeng struggled weakly and raised his hand.
At this time, Ling Zhi Fozi and Tong Liao were already chasing Su Xianlong.
(End of chapter)