The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 277 The Revived Ancient Sword

"Fuck, the Taoist priest doesn't talk about martial arts, Ye Fan runs away."

Seeing that Luo Qingyang was gone in a blink of an eye, Pang Bo hurriedly dragged Ye Fan to the five-color altar.

Although they don't feel the danger yet, escape is the most important thing.

The others also ran wildly, evacuating the Great Leiyin Temple as soon as possible.

During their retreat, monstrous magic power erupted from the Great Leiyin Temple behind them.

A powerful coercion swept across the world, like a nuclear bomb exploding, overwhelming the sky.

At the same time, one after another of dark lights flew out, so fast that they couldn't see the shadows clearly.

In just a few moments, several students died directly, and they didn't even know what was sneaking up on them.

However, Ye Fan and the others didn't look back, they kept rushing forward.

Even Luo Qingyang, a real practitioner, chose to run away directly.

Under the Great Leiyin Temple, there is a fear that monsters will be born. For them, it will definitely be a catastrophe.

At the same time, the surrounding enchantment started from the Great Leiyin Temple and quickly faded away.

The catastrophic climate on Mars has finally spread into this pure land, destroying everything on the way.

Fortunately, they ran towards the five-color altar, protected by a barrier, otherwise everyone would die here.

On the other side, Luo Qingyang had already arrived at the five-color altar, grabbing a five-fire and seven-bird fan in his hand.

Although he couldn't deal with Crocodile Ancestor, those little footless crocodiles couldn't stop him at all.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Ye Fan and Pang Bo rushed to the front and naturally saw Luo Qingyang standing on the five-color altar.

"Take out your Buddhist artifacts and give them to the crocodile behind the blood sacrifice. The five-color altar does not have enough energy to activate it. If you can't set foot on the ancient road of starry sky again, everyone will die here."

As soon as Luo Qingyang finished speaking, he mobilized the mana in his body, and fanned forward with the Five Fire and Seven Bird Fan.

Immediately, a sea of ​​flames swept up like a tsunami, rushing straight towards the crocodiles behind.

"Be careful with yourselves, try to share the possession of those who have Buddhist vessels with those who don't."

Luo Qingyang slammed down, and a large area of ​​crocodiles died in the sea of ​​flames.

Although the Fan of Five Fires and Seven Birds is extremely powerful, Luo Qingyang is only at the second level of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art, and the mana in his body is very little.

Naturally, it is impossible to turn the sky upside down, thousands of feet, thousands of feet of flame, sweeping the sky.

He can fan the flames at most tens of feet now, and it consumes a lot of mana. Just one fan consumes one-fifth of the mana.

Today, he doesn't have ten blazing sun caves, nor 720 vortexes in his acupoints, to wantonly absorb external forces.

After Luo Qingyang struck, he retreated directly to the five-color altar, carefully looking at the dark crocodile in front of him.

Fortunately, Crocodile Ancestor was slow to break free from the seal, otherwise they would have died here long ago.

"Daozhang, keep fanning!"

Seeing countless crocodiles flying towards Li Xiaoman, everyone held on to the Buddhist artifacts tightly, fearing that they would be attacked and killed by crocodiles.

However, Luo Qingyang didn't pay attention to her at all. If it wasn't for the wrong time, he really wanted to wipe out this disgusting thing with a fan.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Ye Fan asked calmly, holding an ancient lamp and standing with the two classmates.

Pangbo on the side was even more exaggerated. He was carrying the plaque of the Great Leiyin Temple, and five or six people were caught together with him.

"We must take the initiative to kill him now. Once the crocodile ancestor breaks free from the seal of the Buddha, I will not be his opponent with 1. Moreover, this fan is extremely mana-consuming, and I cannot use it many times."

Luo Qingyang put away the five fire and seven bird fans.

Immediately, he called out the Shennong Ding, put it on his head for defense, and a series of Ruixia fell to protect him inside.

"Okay, let's go up and sacrifice them with blood, and the others will hold the Buddhist artifacts together to be vigilant."

Ye Fan immediately agreed. The ancient lamp he was holding was relatively easy to use. Just blowing on the flame could burn a large number of crocodiles to death.

The only downside was that the flame on the ancient lamp became dimmer every time it was used.

"Let's fight too!"

People holding vajra pestles and complete Buddhist vessels also stood up one after another.

Now there is still a glimmer of life in desperate efforts, waiting here is only a dead end.

"I'll be the main attack, you guys clean up the fish that slipped through the net."

He has carefully observed that the crocodile killed by the five-fire and seven-bird fan was directly turned into fly ash. Although it provided some energy to the five-color altar, the amount was very small, far inferior to the corpse of the crocodile.

"Master Dao, be careful yourself."

Ye Fan didn't think that Luo Qingyang, a modern Taoist priest, was capable of dealing with ancient demons.

Only by working together to fight a bloody path and reactivate the five-color altar before the Crocodile Ancestor appeared, would they be able to leave here successfully.

"The sword intent of a blade of grass."

Luo Qingyang's right hand condensed a plant of grass, and its leaves were like swords, with nine pieces growing together.

Every leaf of it contains a monstrous sword intent, making the surrounding people unconsciously creepy.

If the grass hadn't targeted them, they could even feel that the sword intent could easily erase them with just a little rubbing.

"Sword Domain, open."

Luo Qingyang expanded his domain, covering the entire five-color altar.

Being in this field, he can detect anything that enters the field, and at the same time, his own sword power will also be greatly improved.

"go."

Luo Qingyang casually threw the grass in his hand onto the road leading to the five-color altar.

Immediately, countless sword qi erupted from the grass, and countless sword qi tornadoes formed in the air.

The sword aura it shot out exploded outside the sword area, and one after another the crocodiles were buried under the sword aura, with corpses scattered all over the field.

Wisps of bright red blood flowed into the five-color altar, dyeing the entire five-color altar in blood.

Among them, some timid girls seemed to have been greatly stimulated.

Even some male students who have seen big scenes, with so much blood, their adrenaline soared.

"Don't be dazed, clean up the crocodile approaching."

As soon as Ye Fan blew on the ancient lamp in his hand, a fire dragon spewed out, burning the crocodile that was rushing towards them to death.

As for Pangbo, he stood at the back. He held the largest plaque of the Great Leiyin Temple, and there were the most people standing there.

Even if he wanted to go to war, others would not agree, after all, his life was at stake.

Zhou Yi and Liu Yunzhi, who were leading the battle, waved the Buddhist artifacts in their hands one after another.

"Hurry up, the old demon in Daleiyin Temple is about to come out."

Luo Qingyang's face was extremely ugly, and he already felt a revival of breath.

Even if he tried his best, he would not be able to defeat Crocodile Zu at the second level of Bajiu Xuangong.

The old demon has been suppressed for many years, and his strength must have not recovered, but Luo Qingyang felt that he must at least have the strength to leave the perfect world in order to fight against it.

"Six paths of reincarnation, the way of heaven, open."

Luo Qingyang activated six reincarnations in his body.

This time it was a simple technique, and it didn't need to use reincarnation disk fragments. Of course, the power was greatly reduced, and even the vision was not born.

Luo Qingyang, who is in the way of heaven, imprints the void with his primordial spirit, swaying the avenue, and his whole body is in a state of unity between man and nature.

He raised the Nine-leaf Swordgrass again, and slashed out with a sword, sweeping away the demons wave after wave.

"Daozhang, isn't that enough? Ye Fan and the others can't hold on any longer."

Pang Bo looked at Ye Fan worriedly. He wanted to mention the plaque of Daleiyin Temple several times and rushed to help.

However, the other students were holding on tightly, he couldn't make it at all, and those people wouldn't allow him, so he rushed forward.

"It should be enough soon... not good, Crocodile Ancestor has come out, everyone go back."

Luo Qingyang's whole body is not well, so it's possible that he's about to die this time.

When everyone heard his voice, they quickly backed away, and all of them became desperate.

Everyone knows that under the Daleiyin Temple, there are monsters suppressed by the Buddha back then. It is strange that they can deal with them.

The monstrous demonic power came from Daleiyin Temple. For a moment, the evil wind was wanton and the demonic power was mighty.

"Damn, it's all over."

Luo Qingyang called out the ancient Zhuxian sword in his body, and injected all the mana in his body into it.

Under the pouring of his mana, the ancient sword of Zhu Xian faintly showed signs of recovery.

This is his own operation, otherwise, if he wants to wake up this stone sword, he must at least have the fifth level of eighty-nine profound arts.

This object has accompanied him through countless years, and it has long been connected with him, and the "god" in the ancient sword of Zhu Xian was also conceived by him himself.

Perhaps it was Zhu Xian's ancient sword, who sensed that Luo Qingyang was in danger, and unexpectedly revived on his own.

"Grass word sword intent."

Luo Qingyang held the ancient sword of Zhu Xian, and his whole body was like an abyss, like a revived ancient sage, and the magnificent sword energy was as vast as stars.

In front of this extreme aura, Crocodile Zu, who had just left the Great Leiyin Temple, couldn't help but change his expression.

Even a person of his level is full of fear when he encounters the revived Jidao Emperor Soldier.

Although he felt that the people over there were as weak as ants, the sudden recovery of the extreme emperor soldiers made Crocodile Zu deeply fearful.

Who knows, is there a powerful existence over there, it can't be the group of ants that revived the Jidao Emperor Soldiers!

"Pfft~"

Luo Qingyang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body became dispirited.

He was able to revive the ancient sword of Zhu Xian with mana, which is already very rare, and it is almost impossible to activate the power of Zhu Xian.

Not only did the cursive sword formula fail to be triggered, but on the contrary, Luo Qingyang suffered a lot of backlash.

"Master Dao, are you alright!"

Ye Fan hurriedly supported Luo Qingyang, the surrounding five-color altars had already started to activate, they should be able to leave smoothly!

"It's okay, fortunately, that peerless monster was temporarily suppressed."

Luo Qingyang took a deep breath, and put away the ancient Zhu Xian sword.

The light of the five-color altar has been lit up, and it only takes a moment for them to leave this place.

"Extreme Dao Emperor Soldiers?"

A peerless demon shrouded in demonic aura appeared outside the five-color altar, and he sized up everyone present.

He sensed the aura of the extreme emperor soldier, and it collapsed in an instant, so he immediately chased after him.

But all of you present are ants, so there is no reason to revive the Jidao Emperor Soldiers?
"Fast forward to the copper coffin of the third generation."

Luo Qingyang ran away first, and the others were not far behind.

And the crocodile ancestors outside started to attack the five-color altar, trying to smash the five-color altar and intercept everyone.

"Please turn around baby!"

Suddenly, Luo Qingyang smiled strangely, and read five words out of his mouth.

Crocodile Zu trembled all over, and hurriedly looked around, but he didn't see the gourd in the legend.

In an instant, the lid of the copper coffin of the third generation closed and set sail again.

Crocodile Zu knew he was being deceived, and immediately attacked the five-color altar frantically, and the light curtain formed by the altar was smashed to pieces in just two breaths.

Immediately afterwards, Crocodile Zu went straight to the copper coffin of the third generation, and the copper coffin was pounded.

Naihe III's copper coffin has set sail again, leading everyone to the distant Big Dipper Star Field.

(End of this chapter)