The First Sword of the Earth

"What's unreliable?"

In the protective clothing, Xi Lian looked at Wang Sheng with her head tilted, and yawned coquettishly out of boredom, "Your master is quite good, every time you teach you, you can teach you ideas."

Wang Sheng thought about it, and every time Master gave him advice, he could indeed give him a deep vigilance.

Probably this is the famous teacher.

Although I may not be considered a very tall apprentice...

"Sister, what I said is not very reliable, because I feel that the communication that Master just called is not right."

Xilian asked in bewilderment, "What did you hear?"

"It's nothing, maybe I'm thinking too much..."

Wang Sheng smiled, and then he was also a little puzzled.

While exploring the eighteen levels of hell, didn't the officials go to see the eleven halls?

Master and the others have arrived in Fengdu City for a long time. Logically speaking, they should have tried whether they can enter the eleven halls. Why didn't they mention it in words?

Could it be that Master and the others still haven't rushed out of Fengdu City?

These doubts emerged from the bottom of his heart, and the more Wang Sheng thought about it, the more he felt that there was something hidden in the words of the master during the communication just now.

Based on Wang Sheng's understanding of Master, thinking about it now, he faintly feels that Master seems to be pretending to be relaxed...

Xi Lian looked at Wang Sheng who seemed to be preoccupied, and said to Wang Sheng, "I miss Xiao Xuanxuan? I don't see you in a day, like three autumns? I didn't expect that you are usually boring, and you are also an infatuated little girl." Taoist priest."

Wang Sheng suddenly smiled helplessly, what happened to this, why did he become an infatuated species?

The Crazy Sword is about the same.

The monk Huai Jing who was driving shook his head, and said with emotion: "Pink and dry bones, love in the world is a calamity, Amitabha."

"Don't listen to these Sanskrit and Zen sounds," Xi Lian rolled her eyes, "Just like you can really become a Buddha if you recite too many scriptures, whether you will be led to the Western Paradise depends on your cultivation and understanding.

Is there anything on your list that I like to hear? "

"Senior, what do you want to hear?" Monk Huai Jing raised his eyebrows,

"My little monk has a library of Chinese songs here. When I play games on weekdays, I am afraid that listening to songs will take up the speed of the Internet, so I download all the songs I like to listen to on my phone."

Wang Sheng couldn't help complaining: "Is the Internet speed of your Tianlong Temple very slow?"

"It's not bad, mainly because there are more brothers who use the Internet during peak hours."

Xi Lian said: "Just order any sad love song, let senior me ease my mood."

"Okay, wait a minute."

In less than ten seconds, the slightly hoarse voice of a male singer appeared in the car stereo, and the monotonous but melodious piano accompaniment sounded, and Xi Lian's face was full of memories.

Soon, Monk Huai Jing's humming sounded in the car, and it didn't take long for this humming to become Huai Jing and Xi Lian's "deadly taboo duet".

Wang Sheng: ...

The anti-aircraft suit also comes with a slight electronic sound, which is nothing.

...

Fengdu City, in front of the city gate.

Fierce souls roar and ghosts cry, and bowstrings vibrate like forests of halberds!

The army of ghosts collided head-on with the ghost soldiers, and as far as the eye could see, they were all ghosts rushing towards the gate of Fengdu City, and the number could not be counted at all.

The semi-circle battle formation of the ghost soldiers in front of the city gate was immediately impacted by blows from all over the place. The ghost soldiers pointed their spears and halberds forward obliquely, and one after another fierce spirits were strung on the spears and halberds, and then quickly melted away. Make a puff of black mist.

But there were too many of these ghosts, and even if only 30% of them rushed to the city gate against the rain of arrows, they still knocked out the semi-circle battle formation composed of 3,000 ghost soldiers, causing a lot of casualties.

"Shoot!"

Qing Yanzi roared, even if he didn't feel sorry for the talisman soldiers, he had to give full play to the role of the talisman soldiers.

Twelve figures rushed down from the sky, Qing Yanzi took the lead, his robe and long hair flew back, and he smashed out several Zhang-wide palm shadows, directly clearing the large area below.

Mu Wanxuan fell straight down, and just before the battle formation of the ghost soldiers, she stood in the area cut out by the master's palm, her hands slowly pressed down, her long hair fluttered gently, and a huge Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram appeared directly below .

With her as the dot, the area with a radius of three miles is covered by the Tai Chi diagram!

Qing Yanzi and the other Taoist priests, a total of eleven people descended together, and a stream of yin and yang qi wound up from their legs, and these eleven golden core monks were even more powerful.

It can't be seen that Daoist Priest's body is full of dark golden light, and now the top three Jindan monks in the Dahua country's monastic circle stomped his feet, and flew out close to the ground!

Wrapped in dark golden light, Qing Yanzi's figure was like a cannonball, and he slammed straight into the group of ghosts rushing forward; his figure quickly rotated for a few weeks on the axis from the top of his head to the center of his feet, and a dark golden light ball It quickly took shape between his palms, and it was constantly trembling!

Then, clapping his palms together, a dark golden glow shone in front of Fengdu!

The ghosts in the area with a diameter of 100 meters were directly emptied by this powerful pure yang force!

But there were countless ghosts rushing forward around him, Qing Yanzi slapped the ground with his palm, and his horizontal figure immediately flew backwards, two figures on the left and right crossed him and rushed forward.

Among the four people, the Maoshan Jindan cultivator on the far left, whose Taoist name is 'Qiancheng', used talisman to guard against thunder at this time, and the mahogany sword in his hand lit the Taoist white light, and the fluttering Taoist robe exuded a mysterious Taoist rhyme.

Borrowing Tianwei's power, hundreds of thunderbolts were swept down, and a thunder curtain was woven into a piece, covering the place where the ghosts were most dense.

Panicked like a thunder god!

Longhushan is self-indulgent, with ghost exorcising talismans like an array, and he controls dozens of 'blade talismans' in one hand. Wherever he passes, the green-skinned ghosts turn into flying ash, and the red-skinned ghosts fly across their limbs, exploding into black strands in a blink of an eye. cigarette.

Look at the two eminent Buddhist monks on the right who passed by Qing Yanzi again!

A skinny old monk with a haggard face was sitting out of thin air, with the Buddha's light shining on his body, and there was a phantom of a jade lotus sitting on the platform. Wherever the figure passed, the ghosts melted like ice and snow.

The other eminent monk followed the same path as Monk Huai Jing, of course his cultivation was much more advanced, he held a handy shovel and was as powerful as an arhat, whipping up a gust of wind in the crowd of ghosts.

After Qing Yanzi landed, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath immediately. After more than ten seconds, he gave a low voice: "Substitution!"

Daoist Zhuifeng, Zhang Zikuang, and the two eminent Buddhist monks retreated immediately, and the six Jindan monks, including Yan Zhengnan, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped forward to fight head-on with the surging ghosts!

At this moment, Mu Wanxuan quietly closed her eyes, hugged Xuyuan with both hands, and her slender body swayed slightly.

In the crowd of ghosts, dozens of yin and yang qi rolled up more than 20 tornadoes; these tornadoes became bigger in the blink of an eye, rolled up and smashed a large number of fierce souls, and directly swept back the offensive of the ghosts for a while!

Qing Yanzi snorted: "Xiaoxuan, pay attention to saving mana and keep yourself full of mana!"

"Oh," the trained senior sister obediently responded, and then honestly did the work assigned by the master.

——Bless the yin and yang two qi for eleven senior masters of your own side, and maintain the yin and yang Haoyuan formation.

It's just that, she has actually played a great role.

"Let the arrow!"

The roar of the ghost soldier general sounded again, and the arrows rained again on the city wall.

Twelve Golden Core cultivators guarded the city gate, with 3,000 ghost soldiers behind them blocking the city gate, 'checking for omissions', ghost soldier archers all over the city wall kept shaking their bowstrings.

Just outside the city of Fengdu, a battle of the underworld broke out!

It's just that, because of their cultivation, Qing Yanzi and the others couldn't probe too far for their spiritual thoughts at this time.

They didn't notice that although most of the ashes of the ghosts who died in front of the battle dissipated, the most "essence" of them returned to the eighteenth level of hell under the cover of Yin Qi middle.

It seems that there is a big mouth somewhere, quietly devouring the mighty soul power of these ghosts.

...

The second section of Huangquan Road, on the dead plain.

"Just let me cry while listening to love songs, the north wind outside the window is still... blowing!"

Wang Sheng only felt that his eardrums were about to explode.

The humming Fox Banxian pulled his arm, and Wang Sheng also shook his body slightly. Monk Huaijing, the instigator, kept tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.

The expensive car audio of this military special vehicle is to ensure that the communication is not distorted under weak signals, not to play love songs in the underworld!

Master Patriarch, this is not as good as the previous Buddhist scriptures!

In the protective suit, Xi Lian also seemed a little embarrassed, and turned into a girl again. The protective suit was deflated everywhere, but fortunately there was no air leakage.

"Cut the song, cut the song! Move! Hey!"

Monk Huai Jing smiled lightly, shouted a few words in a rough voice, and released the painful and dynamic 'disco' music that he had prepared for a long time.

Wang Daochang shrank weakly in the corner, stared in the rearview mirror in shock, shrank his neck in shock, and laughed twice.

"Relax, entertainment, entertainment."

Wang Sheng shook his head, being fooled by Xi Lian and Monk Huai Jing, the ominous premonition in his heart subsided a lot.

Fortunately, Monk Huai Jing suddenly pointed to the outside and shouted: "Look over there, the site of the nuclear explosion!"

The sound of the music suddenly became quieter, and the six eyes watched the situation in the nuclear explosion area, shaking their heads in shock, and said, "Amitabha."

"It's really beyond ordinary people's imagination that a mortal body can have such lethality," Xi Lian said calmly, "Although it's just a low-level one after all."

Monk Huai Jing wondered: "Senior, can't a nuclear bomb bring down an immortal?"

"This kind of nuclear bomb is not flexible enough. Although it is powerful, unless the target in the fairyland is standing there stupidly waiting to be bombed," Xi Lian rolled her eyes. It is impossible to kill the immortal directly, at most it will be a serious injury.

Don't look at me, I'm just crossing the fairyland, and after falling into the devil, I can't show my strength at all. "

Wang Sheng asked: "Senior, what realm is above the immortal?"

"What a fairy."

Monk Huai Jing wondered, "A real immortal?"

"Bah!" Xi Lian rolled her eyes, "The word "true immortal" means 'one bit of true spirit is immortal'.

That is to say, at that level, as long as one ray of true spirit is left behind, one can keep oneself from being killed, and one can go to reincarnate or mend one's own soul.

Crossing the fairyland is actually an excessive realm. As for the fairyland, the initial stage of the realm is called the Yuan fairyland. "

Wang Sheng and Monk Huai Jing listened attentively.

"The lifespan of Jindan is 800, the lifespan of Yuanying is 3,000, the lifespan of Yuanying is 9,000, the lifespan of Yuanxian is 30,000, the lifespan of True Immortal is 129,800, and the lifespan of True Immortal..."

Xi Lian paused for a while, as if thinking of something, then rolled her eyes, "A small golden pill, not a single golden pill, why ask so many! Practice honestly! Let's sing and sing!"

"The little monk is practicing Buddhism, not the Taoist golden alchemy..."

Monk Huai Jing replied weakly, and amplified the sound of the stereo again.