The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 110 Endless Spells (Subscribe)
Under the command of the ghost king.

Except for You Ji who needed to protect Baguio, the others all rushed towards Luo Qingyang.

Of the four of them, none of them had a higher realm than Luo Qingyang, but they were still reduced to the point of attacking in groups.

"Qingyang, catch him without a fight, come back with us!"

Qinglong couldn't bear it.

He knew that the ghost king wanted to rob Luo Qingyang, not to kill him, but to pull him into the ghost king's camp.

If a genius like him can't be recruited, it's better to kill him.

The problem is, once Luo Qingyang wants to leave, no one can stop him.

From what Suzaku said, she didn't see clearly how Luo Qingyang disappeared into the sea of ​​ruthlessness in a flash of sword light.

If they didn't know, that guy went to find the dripping blood hole, and they wouldn't be able to block him.

Now that the weather, location, and people are all in the Ghost King Sect, if you don't bring Luo Qingyang back to the Ghost King Sect, I'm afraid there will be no chance.

Even if he is sealed forever, Luo Qingyang cannot be allowed to return to Qingyunmen.

In particular, seeing Luo Qingyang's battle strength after breaking through to the supernatural realm, the idea in the ghost king's mind became more determined.

"Master, since you guys are pushing each other so hard, don't blame me for being rude to you."

With the entry of Qinglong, Xuanwu, and Ghost King, Luo Qingyang was under a lot of pressure.

The dragon-slaying sword, which was originally invincible to the white tiger envoy, has now become dull.

As the saying goes: one bang, then decline, three exhaustion, this is not a good sign.

Luo Qingyang's heart skipped a beat, and a small seal suddenly appeared on his left hand.

"What is this?"

Baguio looked bewildered.

She hadn't seen Fang Xiaoyin for such a long time.

Even when she was in the Ghost King Sect, she had never seen the Dragon Slaying Sword.

The Dragon Slaying Sword originally belonged to the Qingyun Sect, so it made sense for Luo Qingyang not to take it out.

But no one has seen this small seal, so why didn't he use it?

"There seems to be no seal in the Nine Heavens Soldiers."

You Ji shook her head.

As a person who uses seals, she doesn't know that there is a small seal in this world that is more powerful than the Suzaku seal.

Afterwards, the two looked at Lu Xueqi, could it be something from the Qingyun Sect?
"I have never seen what you are watching me do."

Lu Xueqi bit her lip, it was the first time she realized how powerless she was.

Facing the siege of the Ghost King Zong, Luo Qingyang was killed all by himself.

However, she became a burden instead, and became the key to the Ghost King Zong to check and balance Luo Qingyang.

From this moment on, Lu Xueqi's heart became stronger and stronger.

Because she hoped that the next time she faced a strong enemy, she could fight side by side with Luo Qingyang.

On the other side, Luo Qingyang raised his hand, and the small seal flew into the air.

Immediately, golden rays of light poured down from the sky.

Three golden luck dragons slowly extended out of nothingness and turned into a solid state.

That's right, this thing is He's Bi, the legendary item of luck for the human race.

When he was in Bishuitan, he fought against Lingzun and used Heshibi to summon a golden dragon of luck.

That golden dragon of luck belongs to the luck of Qingyun sect, and it has added a lot to him.

Today's three luck golden dragons represent Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, and Ghost King Sect respectively.

"What magic weapon is this?"

Qinglong looked strange.

The small seal on the top does not seem to be of good quality, but the energy it emits is very mysterious.

"This small seal is Heshibi, the most precious treasure of luck for the human race. With the addition of a golden dragon for luck, I will be invincible by all means."

Luo Qingyang held the Dragon Slaying Sword in his right hand, and the three lucky golden dragons lingered around his body, condensing a circle of powerful dragon energy.

In this space, his aura became more and more fierce.

"Good boy, you are hiding deep enough."

The envoy of Xuanwu exclaimed in admiration.

It had to be said that he actually admired Luo Qingyang a lot, not only because of his talent, but also because of his silence.

He obviously possessed a strong combat power, but when the Ghost King Zong was bullied by Lu Qing, he all endured it.

If it weren't for Baguio's constant help, Luo Qingyang's situation in the Ghost King Sect would not have been so good at first.

"Today, let the suzerain, as well as masters and uncles, experience my true strength."

Luo Qingyang made a bow with his left hand, appearing in the shape of Amitabha Buddha, and held a sword in his right hand, full of sword energy.

"Om! Wah! It! Pa! Mi! Hum!"

I saw Luo Qingyang pinching seals with one hand, one by one Buddha's handprints were flying on his left hand.

If the monks of Tianyin Temple saw it, their jaws would drop in shock.

Because even among the four divine monks, there are very few people who can pinch seals with one hand, and the speed is so fast.

"It's the six-character mantra of Tianyin Temple!"

Qinglong's calm expression changed slightly.

Even though he knew Luo Qingyang's Three Cultivators of Buddhism, Daoism and Demonism, he had entered the Supreme Purity Realm at a young age.

But seeing Luo Qingyang cast a powerful spell, he still couldn't help being surprised.

The Qiankun blue light ring on Qinglong's right hand suddenly flashed a blue light, and quickly hit Luo Qingyang.

Just when the blue light was about to hit Luo Qingyang, Luo Qingyang's figure suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, it had already appeared in midair.

Behind Luo Qingyang, a golden body of Zhang Liu gradually emerged, just like a real Buddha.

The Buddha held flowers in both hands, slowly opened his golden eyes, his eyes were like torches, and locked on the white tiger envoy.

As the saying goes: While you are sick, kill you.

Luo Qingyang was determined, he grabbed the white tiger envoy and beat him.

Not only because the White Tiger Sacred Envoy was injured, but also because of their personal grievances.

At the beginning Lu Qing came to trouble him again and again, but the White Tiger Sacred Envoy never stopped him, and now he doesn't need to care about the friendship between teachers and uncles, just fuck him directly.

Everyone's eyes focused on Luo Qingyang's six-character mantra, but Bi Yao frowned.

She looked at Lu Xueqi and then at Luo Qingyang, as if she understood something.

"What are you staring at me for?"

Lu Xueqi glanced at Bi Yao coldly.

Although in the Dripping Blood Cave, she has changed her view of Baguio, but the current predicament is all caused by the ghost king.

As the ghost king's daughter, Baguio is also a member of the ghost king's clan, and she is also labeled as an "accomplice".

"Don't worry, he will take you away safely."

Baguio was silent for a moment, then replied with an extremely positive tone.

After thinking about it, Luo Qingyang always took Lu Xueqi away if he had a chance.

For example, when she left the Ghost King Sect, she used the Buddhist magic foot power.

Similarly, he could also immediately come to Lu Xueqi's side and use the sword escape technique to leave.

With the speed of the sword escape technique, even if all the members of the Ghost King Sect attack, it is impossible to stop Luo Qingyang.

It should be this big villain who decided to fight everyone because he wanted to try his own strength in Shangqingjing.

Back to the main battlefield.

In the sky, a giant golden palm about Zhang Xu slapped directly at the Holy Envoy of the White Tiger.

"What the hell, can't you fight with someone else?"

The White Tiger Sacred Envoy started to scold his mother aggrieved.

Since the beginning of the battle, Luo Qingyang has been staring at him and fighting like killing his father and enemy.

And Qinglong was paddling beside him, and the relationship between the two of them was still there.

Only when he was facing a life-and-death crisis, Qinglong would help him out.

As one of the four holy envoys of the Ghost King Sect, Bai Hu felt extremely aggrieved for the first time.

"fall!"

Luo Qingyang allowed the golden Buddha to slap the white tiger envoy with his giant palm.

For the others, he was not ambiguous at all, and even directly mobilized a golden dragon of luck to entangle with his master Qinglong.

The golden dragon of luck is composed of pure luck, as long as the sect is not destroyed, it will not be destroyed.

Although it doesn't have much attack power, it's not a big problem if it delays for a while.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Qingyang pinched the seal with his left hand again, turned into a talisman, and rushed towards the envoy of Xuanwu below.

To be honest, he is actually not familiar with Xuanwu Shengshi, but this does not hinder him, he will be cruel to him.

"Be tight!"

Luo Qingyang took a step forward, and the sky above the Heartless Sea was instantly filled with wind and clouds.

In the dark sky, a huge vortex suddenly appeared, as if even the darkness could swallow it together.

"Be tight!"

Luo Qingyang pinched the seal with his left hand again, drew a white light, and flew towards Xuanwu Holy Envoy.

At the same time, Luo Qingyang took the second step, and a white light gradually lingered on his body, but it was not obvious.

"Sword and Thunder Realm!"

The ghost king turned pale with fright.

What kind of monster is this guy, who can use two unique skills at the same time.

While performing the talisman, he used the Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue at the same time, and the momentum of this Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue felt a little strange.

On the other hand, the white tiger envoy was unable to get away under the attack of the Zhangliu golden Buddha.

All his real murderous aura, attacking on the Zhangliu golden body, seems to be fake.

"go."

Seeing this, Luo Qingyang immediately mobilized another Luck Golden Dragon and flew towards the Ghost King.

He knew that Qinglong was throwing water at him, so a golden dragon could hold Qinglong back.

But for the rest of Xuanwu and Ghost King, it's hard to say.

"Boom~"

Above the sky, in the huge vortex, a roar gradually came out, as if it could shock people's hearts.

In a blink of an eye, the dragon-slaying sword in Luo Qingyang's hand appeared with a bright blue light, and it roared towards the sky and the ground.

Luo Qingyang stepped on the Seven Star Steps in mid-air.

All of a sudden, the sky was turning, the earth was moving, the wind was raging, and the ghosts were changing, and there was an unstoppable force.

Luo Qingyang's dragon-slaying sword pointed at the sky, and suddenly the sound of the sword and sword pierced the sky, covering the sky and the earth, frantically rushing from all directions and then disappearing.

In that huge vortex, it seemed that the thunder had been silenced, the lightning had been silenced, and everything had returned to calm.

When Luo Qingyang's seventh step fell, the huge vortex in the sky suddenly became boiling.

The terrifying thunder light shone over the entire ruthless sea, clearly reflecting everyone's cheeks.

"Nine Heavens Profound Brake, turned into divine thunder, radiant with the power of the sky, led by the sword."

The incantation of the Excalibur Yulei Zhenjue was sung by Luo Qingyang like the motto of the Great Dao.

Different from the ghost king and others, the Qingyun thaumaturgy divine sword Yulei Zhenjue that I have seen before.

At this moment, the countless thunderbolts in the sky actually weaved into a huge net, covering everyone's heads.

Although the thunder did not land on the divine soldiers, the pressure it brought to everyone did not decrease at all, and it was even more terrifying than what they had seen before.

Because Luo Qingyang's Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue, it seems that it doesn't need to fall on the Dragon Slaying Sword, and can truly be guided by the sword.

"fall!"

Luo Qingyang snorted coldly.

The dragon-slaying sword in his right hand fell, pointing directly at the White Tiger Holy Envoy below.

Immediately, a giant net of thunder was woven in the sky, and they all rushed towards the white tiger envoy.

As the thunder net fell, it condensed into a thunderball at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The thunder ball was half a foot in size, carrying the pressure of destruction, it fell straight towards the white tiger envoy at high speed.

(End of this chapter)