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Volume 1: Laoshan Taoist Chapter 507: Killing Demons

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    But Wu Yun, a disciple of Wutian Buddha, blocked the Xicheng Master, but the remaining demon soldiers, no matter how elite they were, were absolutely no match for Qing Tongjun, Dai Zhenren, and Huang Daxian, the scattered saints in the Cave Heaven Paradise.  Master Xiaoyou and Master Qingxu put away their spells and stepped into the Xuanming Palace to join the battle group.  For a time, the former King Guang of Qin was in a fight in the main hall. Qingtong Jun had no weapons in his hands, but he was kicking with his fingers and kicks. The demon soldiers were the luckiest under his hands. They were all immobilized by spells and then  After being kicked aside by him, he stopped paying attention.  However, the other Sansheng are not as easy to talk to as Qingtongjun.  These demon soldiers are all elite soldiers trained by Wu Yun for a long time. They are brave and fearless to death and surround the saints layer by layer. Even though they know they are defeated, they do not flinch.  After a long battle, it was difficult to determine the outcome. Qingxu Zhenren was impatient. He spit out a sun golden bead from his mouth, pinched a magic formula in his hand, and shouted "Change!" The eternal gloomy mist suddenly rose up.  There was a round of the prehistoric sun. Although these monster soldiers have been practicing for a long time and are not afraid of ordinary sunlight, they were panicked when they came into contact with the prehistoric sun at such a close distance. They only saw a line of green smoke rising, and the golden flame of the sun had already turned the surrounding monsters away.  The soldiers were burned to a pile of ashes.  Those demon soldiers are all demons cultivated in the dark demon world, and they are all feminine. Therefore, when they saw the golden flames of the sun, they immediately screamed and fled.  Master Xiao You was calm and unhurried. He chuckled and shook the whisk in his hand. Each tail of the whisk turned into a jade-white dragon and charged towards the monster soldiers.  These dragons trapped the demon soldiers, and then turned into magic-binding locks, tying each of the demon soldiers into rice dumplings and piling them under the pillars of the Xuanming Palace.  The whisk has been a famous weapon in the Taoist sect since ancient times. There are many magical weapons among the gods, and the whisk is one of them.  As the saying goes: "A person holding a whisk in his hand is not a mortal." The whisk in Taoism has the meaning of brushing away the worldly world and transcending the world. It is also something that immortals in Taoism like to carry with them when they go out to travel.  In that wall, Dai Zhenren and Huang Daxian were fighting against the banshees with their backs on their backs. Although their moral conduct was slightly lower than that of the Sanshengs.  But compared to this banshee, it is much taller.  "It's just that the White Bone Lady and several spider spirits are gifted with magical powers. When they swarm forward, they can only parry and have no power to fight back.  However, when these banshees saw that Wu Yun's demon soldiers were defeated, they panicked.  Seeing that the Banshee's men were weak, the two great saints Dai Zhenren and Huang Daxian also cheered up and gathered rays of mana in their hands.  He simply used his strength to overwhelm the enemy and transformed into four giant hands of light, grabbing all the banshees in his hands.  A bunch of little demons were captured by all the loose saints.  Only Zhenren Xicheng is still fighting Wu Yunxuan endlessly.  The fairy sword in the hands of Master Xicheng was just an ordinary thing. Even though it was blessed with Nanming Lihuo, Wuyun didn't notice it. Moreover, Wuyun had been with Wutian Buddha for a long time and knew how to use the Black Gold Black Lotus.  At this time, by holding the black golden lotus on his spiritual platform, he gained an unknown amount of mana in the sky, and he was not far away from the real person in Xicheng in terms of Taoism.  With the realm of Da Luo Immortal, even if it is just a tiny bit different.  The different mana is hard to calculate.  Wuyun obtained Wutian Buddha's magic power in the black golden lotus, and broke through his original realm. The shaking of the mountain-shaking skull hammer in his hands was like a menacing killing storm!  The fairy sword in Master Xicheng's hand flickered, and when he cast a sword-controlling spell, it immediately turned into nine sword shadows.  With the main body as the center, the sword shadows produced by the eight swordsmanship were spinning, and they were falling towards the dark clouds like falling meteors.  Relying on his own strength, Wu Yun threw the mountain hammer in his hand towards the sky.  With a sharp ghost cry, it flew towards the eight flying sword shadows.  In an instant, the power attached to the hammer reached its peak, easily throwing the shadows of Xicheng Zhenren's eight swords away in all directions.  Master Xicheng immediately cast a spell, and the giant Nanming Lihuo smashed into the dark clouds in groups.  The fire ball turned into thousands of flames, falling on the dark clouds like raindrops.  The dark clouds turned into the true form of the one-horned ghost king. He did not hide but faced him, and headed straight for the real person in Xicheng despite the burning fire.  The strong wind caused by the mountain-shaking skull hammer swung rapidly in his hand turned into a storm.  Encircling Li Huo, a circle of flame was formed around the One-Horned Ghost King.  With such a close distance, Master Xicheng cannot cast spells at all. This is why the battles between practitioners are either spell battles or melee combat.  If the distance is too close, there will be no time to gather mana to cast the spell.  If you fight head-on, you don¡¯t have to be afraid of anyone as you have the dark clouds infused with the power of Buddha Wutian.  His strength is absolute power, in front of him.  Master Xicheng only has one chance to take action.  If you can block it, you can also use your strength to retreat and fight again;Unable to hold on, he turned into a puddle of flesh under the Zhenshan Skeleton Hammer.  This is a critical fighter plane.  After all, I don¡¯t know how Master Xicheng can grasp it.  When Master Xicheng¡¯s eyes fell on the flying one-horned ghost king, his figure instantly changed, leaving only a shadow that stayed in place in the dark clouds.  The dark clouds were blown away, and I suddenly realized that the situation had changed!  His body was forcibly twisted in the air, and he was about to retreat, but the figure of Master Xicheng had already appeared under the dark clouds like a shadow.  The Nanming Lihuo attached to the fairy sword in his hand was instantly activated by mana, and the huge sword light pierced straight with flames.  The two Mountain-Shaking Skeleton Hammers in Wu Yun's hands could no longer protect him. With the inertia of the collision, Wu Yun's body pressed hard against the Lihuo Fairy Sword and sent his life to the Xicheng Zhenren Sword.  Under the Lihuo attack formed by Xicheng Zhenren's mana, the mana of Wuyun's bodyguard was burned and broken in the blink of an eye.  The ordinary fairy sword that had never been looked down upon by the dark clouds suddenly turned into lightning, slid diagonally across, and cut his throat.  Poor Wuyun, who is also a general under Wutian Buddha, only guessed the beginning but not the ending.  He saw through the cover-up spells of Master Qingtong, Master Qingxu, Master Xiaoyou and others, but he did not see through the true strength of Master Xicheng.  Which Da Luo immortal who can cultivate to the level of Xicheng Zhenren does not have the most life-saving trump card?  If you really think of Master Xicheng as an old Taoist priest who can only cast a few spells, you would be totally wrong.  Knowing that Wu Yun has died under the sword, the figure of Xicheng Master has not stopped yet.  The long sword in his hand seemed to turn into blood-red lightning under the blessing of Nanming Lihuo.  Almost in a blink of an eye, Xicheng Zhenren's fairy sword had already flashed through Wu Yun's vital points one after another, and finally activated the Lihuo spell, burning away every bit of Wu Yun's aura.
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