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Text Chapter 95 The Blood Sea Shurasha is born

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    Long Xuan was startled, took a breath, and asked in surprise: "What do you mean by this, uncle?" Zen Master Kongru was silent for a moment, and was about to explain when a loud noise, like a dragon's roar, suddenly came from the northwest of the wild desert.  Tigers roar and ghosts cry in the middle of the night, filled with an endless sense of horror and horror.  At the same time, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed, thunder rumbled, and there was a faint flash of lightning, as if the sky was angry and all the gods and Buddhas chanted in unison.  On the endless sea of ??sand, an unprecedented icy aura suddenly flourished, and the yellow sand rolled all over the sky, like roaring waves, hitting the four of them one after another.  The next moment, in the depths of the dark desert, a faint light suddenly lit up. Although it was very dim, it was extremely eye-catching in the dark and wild desert, as if a pair of eyes opened in the dark, coldly.  Looking at this vast world, it seems like a call, like a desire, like a mockery!  "Here it comes!" Zen Master Kongru's eyes twitched, he clasped his hands together and sighed in a low voice.  As if in response to his words, where the sound came from, the dim light suddenly became strong, and at the same time, a bloody red light pillar rose up, piercing Qingming. In the clouds, strong winds blew, and the cloud curtain slowly began to appear.  As it rotated, a huge vortex gradually appeared, with thunder snakes swimming around on the inner wall and lightning raging.  The wonders of heaven and earth fully demonstrate the wonders of nature!  Long Xuan and Lu Xueqi were so shocked by this astonishing scene that they forgot to speak for a moment and just stood and watched.  As time goes by, the brilliance of the blood-colored light pillar becomes more and more brilliant, and the extremely rich bloody smell gradually emits!  Long Xuan was excited, his eyes suddenly filled with coldness, and his face was as frosty. He looked at each other with the two seniors Puzhi and Kongru, and said coldly: "What a strong evil spirit!" Zen Master Kongru nodded slightly, closed his eyes, and opened his eyes.  Opening his skinny hands, the bloody cassock was flying in the howling wind.  After a while, he seemed to feel something, his expression became solemn, and he took out a jade tablet full of inscriptions from his arms without saying a word.  The movements in his hands changed, and dozens of strange seals were formed in an instant, and golden light penetrated into the jade tablet.  "Old friend, isn't this the 'Devil-Suppressing Monument', the inherited treasure of Hongyun Temple?" Puzhi reacted immediately after the initial shock and asked in shock: "Why did you bring it out too?" Kong  If the Zen master didn't answer his words, his eyes were full of anxiety and his hands kept moving.  As more and more golden Buddha light penetrates into the jade stele, a silent Sanskrit chant gradually sounds. The inscriptions on the demon-suppressing stele seem to have turned into golden tadpoles, walking around, as solemn as a mountain.  The Buddha's light lit up and turned into a golden light curtain, illuminating the sky.  On the light screen, there are many ancient golden fonts, and an aura of compassion, compassion and solemnity rushes towards the face.  Zen Master Kongru stared at the light curtain obliviously. After a while, he finally came back to his senses. Looking at him, he looked like he had aged ten years in the blink of an eye: "Cough cough cough!" There was a violent cough,  From his mouth, there seemed to be faint flowers of blood, silently falling on the desert.  Long Xuan's expression changed, and his figure moved behind him like a ghost. Purple light suddenly appeared in his right palm and hit him directly on the back of his heart. A red tide slowly appeared on Zen Master Kongru's pale, paper-like face, and then  Gradually return to normal.  Long Xuan took a deep breath, slowly withdrew his power, removed his hand from his back, raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "What method did Uncle Master use, and why were the meridians and internal organs of his body so damaged?"  Zen Master Kongru shook his head, and the Buddha's light in the sky was taken back into the Demon Suppressing Monument like a whale sucking water. He sighed softly and said: "Thank you so much, Master Nephew Long. I didn't expect the backlash this time to be so serious. It's because the old monk didn't think carefully."  !" Long Xuan shook his head slightly, looked at the unspectacular jade tablet in Master Kongru's hand, and wondered: "What is this in Uncle Master's hand? The Buddha's power is so pure and vast, it must be an ancient thing, right?"  Zen Master Ru nodded and sighed: "Yes, this 'Demon Suppressing Monument' is indeed an ancient object. It is the portable magic weapon of Zen Master Du'e, one of the eighteen saints who suppressed the Shura Demon Lord."  His back seemed a little desolate as if pressed by an invisible burden, and the wrinkles on his face looked as deep as a knife: "You must be wondering why the old monk knows so many ancient secrets? Haha, then  It¡¯s because the inheritance of my Hongyun Temple lineage comes from this ¡®Demon Suppression Monument¡¯. It can be said that I am the descendant of Patriarch Du¡¯e!¡± Long Xuan nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: ¡°That¡¯s it, then.  Uncle Master just used the secret technique, I don¡¯t know what he saw?¡± Zen Master Kongru¡¯s face changed slightly, and became solemn again, his eyes were deep, looking at the earth-shattering, all-powerful blood pillar, and there was a look of vicissitudes in his eyes: ¡°  Amitabha, the magic circle that suppresses the Shura world seems to have been severely impacted. According to the prompts of the 'Demon Suppression Monument' runes, I am afraid that the Shura Demon Clan will also make a comeback soon, and then the world willThe soul is devastated and the people are stained with blood. I am afraid that the catastrophe of thousands of years ago will reappear in the world!  " He looked up at the sky, and the shining blood fell on his face, vaguely illuminating his face. Even his eyes seemed to be burning with a red blood flame. " The sky  As if being angered, the electric snake swept across and tore the sky apart in a blink of an eye. The thunderclouds in the sky were like boiling water, raging waves, galloping across the sky and the earth, thunder exploded, the sky and the earth roared, as if there was a beast coming out of hell from the depths of the earth, with its teeth and claws showing.  The monsters are gradually waking up, and the whole mountain range in the wild desert is shaking together. "Roar!"  "The indescribable roaring sound became louder and louder, like the cry of an evil spirit that had been imprisoned for thousands of years. Every roar was filled with incomparable malice and madness, and the bloody light in the sky became brighter.  Thick as mellow blood, the nameless blood evil force burst out from the sky-reaching blood pillar and pierced into everyone's minds! "Blood Sea Shura Evil?"  "Long Xuan's face turned cold, and he squeezed the sword formula with his hand. The dragon-slaying sword behind him was automatically unsheathed. The unparalleled sword power in his body was completely unsealed, and it soared into the sky, just like the newborn Shaoyang, emitting thousands of golden lights.  Wantlessly cutting through the power of the blood evil that was constantly attacking from all directions, the thunder light roamed around the body, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and all evils were warded off, as if an independent kingdom of swords had been formed, and everyone was included in it, and the pressure on everyone suddenly became  "Break it for me!"  "He shouted loudly and took a step forward. The aloof and awe-inspiring thunder sword energy was like a majestic peak standing proudly, shining all over the fields. The bloody light in the sky twisted and circled around a hundred feet around Long Xuan's body. It seemed that he didn't even have these.  The wise "Shura Sha" was also afraid of his sword-like aura, and subconsciously avoided him. Long Xuan looked at the place where the blood pillar was rising, his face was gloomy, and infinite fighting spirit suddenly flashed in his eyes.  Senran said: "Uncle Kongru, do you know where that place is?  " Zen Master Kongru was originally looking at Long Xuan's Thunder Sword Domain carefully. When he heard his question, he couldn't help being startled. He raised his eyebrows and his eyes shone brightly: "That place seems to be the ruins of the ancient ruins of the Palace of Rebirth.  Bar?  " "Palace of Purity, what is that place?"  "Long Xuan asked softly with a look of surprise on his face. "That is an abandoned ruins of the Demonic Dao Sect. It seems to have been inherited from the ancient Taoism. It has long declined today," Zen Master Kongru showed a trace of confusion on his face.  With a look of compassion, he clasped his hands together, and a faint golden light spread out from between his fingers. As he whispered the Buddha's name, a ray of Buddha's light suddenly rose from his clasped palms, and a golden light about four feet long had an edge.  The golden bodies of Arhats are engraved with the Dharma, and in the middle is carved the Buddha holding flowers and smiling, and the golden demon-conquering pestle with the image of saving all sentient beings is rising and falling in it: "Old friend Pu Zhi, two nephews, the sky signs are abnormal tonight, I am afraid that the evil spirit comes from Shura.  The mysterious magic treasure from the world will also break through the world. What are your plans?  " Long Xuan nodded slightly, with an inexplicable gleam of fire in his cold eyes, and said with a faint smile: "Tonight the demons gather together, my nephew naturally plans to experience the dagger revenge of the poisonous old ghost on Qingyun Mountain.  There has to be an explanation!  " As he spoke, a white hand suddenly stretched out from his side and held his wrist. It was Lu Xueqi, whose face was calm but full of inexplicable tenderness. Her white clothes were gently blowing in the wild wind.  "Choke!  "Like the phoenix's cry in the sky, it was clear and sweet. The Tianya Divine Sword flowed like autumn water, coming out of its sheath. It was accurately held in Lu Xueqi's right palm. The two looked at each other, and they could see the determination and persistence in each other's eyes.  Long Xuan's determination was due to a swordsman's desire to fight in the coming battle, so Lu Xueqi did not stop him, but chose to face him together. A few wisps of black reflected in her eyes.  Her hair, trembling gently in the night wind, fell on her jade-like cheeks, messy and beautiful, but silently, it penetrated into the depths of Long Xuan's soul.  Unexpectedly. The moonlight was shining in the cold sky, and the desert night was sighing. Long Xuan suddenly chuckled, and the tenderness hidden deep in his heart burst out like a burning flame, and his left hand held Lu Xueqi's hand.  I hold my hands back, and the secretly throbbing feelings seem to have lingered in the long river of time! If I take a step further, will it be heaven? If I take a step further, will it be the end of the world? No matter what, the road ahead is a prosperous road.  , Or maybe there are thorns and ups and downs, as long as you are always by my side, that¡¯s enough! ¡°Uncle Puzhi, Uncle Kongru, let¡¯s go!  "Long Xuan smiled faintly, and a multicolored arc of light came out of his body, suddenly wrapping him and Lu Xueqi, turning into a shocking sword rainbow, piercing the sky! ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ The deep and distant night sky continued to rise.  The bloody beam of light, and the shrill roar of the nameless beast, rustling like weeping, like a faint elegy outside the sky, at night.??Like frost, cold and chilling!  Yuyangzi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes. His red eyes were bloodshot, as if he was a lone wolf going crazy with hunger, vicious and crazy, but with a trace of inexplicable fear.  All the muscles in his body suddenly tightened, and then he slowly turned around, with veins popping out in his only left hand, holding the Yin Yang Mirror tightly.  The wind was bone-chilling, blowing on his body, and the endless chill traveled all the way to his heart.  "Bah bang bang!" In the darkness, there was a burst of crisp applause, and then an old voice full of inexplicable sarcasm sounded: "Brother Yuyang, you are not resting in the wild temple in the middle of the night, why did you come all the way here?  Is there a cool breeze blowing in the desert? "PS: The third update, Ukiyo keeps his word!  School officially starts tomorrow. Ukiyo¡¯s classes are almost full every day this semester, and there are also public elective classes to be held on Monday and Wednesday evenings. It¡¯s really too busy!  To be honest, although Ukiyo is a new writer, he is trying his best to carve out every chapter, hoping to touch the hearts of more readers. I don't want to fool around with those crude things, and I hope everyone can understand me!  Finally, please ask for monthly tickets and rewards as usual. Your support is the driving force for Ukiyo's creation!  Friends who hope to make a guest appearance can join the QQ group of "Sword Immortal" and contact Ukiyo: 19209780!
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