The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Looking at the huge bat, Li Muchen smiled slightly.

He had already guessed who they were when he came in and saw the two playing chess.

This bat is what the underworld servant calls the Half-Celestial Demon.

The servant of the underworld said that the original body of the Bantian demon was killed by the ancestor of Shushan for unknown reasons. The servant of the underworld saved its soul and placed it in a bat.

The bat's eyesight is extremely poor, so after he transformed into a human, his eyes were also not good, and his eyes were only white but not black. But the bat's ears are particularly sensitive, and it uses its nose to release ultrasonic signals, so he developed a unique supernatural spell based on this.

As for the old man with a purple beard, fair and fat, who plays chess badly and can control the purple and green energy, he should be the master of Shushan who has been in seclusion for more than a hundred years according to Miaoyan Taoist people - Zixu Zhenren.

But who would have thought that Master Zixu would just accompany a monster here to play chess and magic for more than a hundred years?

And from what they said, it seemed like he had been a swindler for more than a hundred years.

Li Muchen felt that this old man was very interesting and was not an ordinary cultivator.

At this time, the Half-Sky Demon showed its true form, Ma Shan transformed into a dragon body, and the momentum and oppression of the two reached its peak.

Zixu Zhenren curled his lips and blew his beard, pointed at Bantian Demon and said: "Didn't we agree that you won't use the demon body, I won't use the magic weapon, and we will each fight with our magic power? How come it shows its true form?"

The half-sky demon's sharp and unpleasant voice came from the air: "Didn't you see that boy turned into a dragon? If I don't show up as a demon, how can I beat him?"

Zixu Zhenren said: "Then I have to use the magic weapon!"

Bantian Yao stopped talking, because Ma Shan's dragon body had already rushed over and started fighting with him.

High in the sky, a red divine dragon and a huge bat were seen flying up and down, fighting together, causing the clouds to become chaotic, the light to separate, the sky to be dark and the earth to be dark.

Master Zixu flew into the air, opened his mouth, and spit out two rays of light, one green and one purple, but they were two swords.

He pointed his hand like a sword and said: "Go!"

The two swords turned into two rays of light, flew up, and started fighting with a dragon and a bat.

Li Muchen smiled and said: "Manqing, Dingxiang, guess who among the three of them can win?"

Ding Xiang said: "That must be Brother Mashan."

Lin Manqing looked at it carefully for a moment and said: "Although Mashange's physical body is powerful, he is not a dragon after all, and there is no demon pill to protect him. His physical body is not as strong as the bat demon. But Mashange has a candle dragon nine-yin lamp in his body, and his soul is The power of the lamp can make up for the shortcomings. However, in terms of magic power and realm, the two of them are still inferior to the Taoist. If the Taoist uses all his strength, the two of them may not be able to get an advantage even if they join forces. Look at the two people, one green and one purple. The swords should be the treasure of Shushan - the purple and green swords, right? Needless to say, this one is Zixu Zhenren."

Li Muchen nodded and said, "Manqing is right."

Ding Xiang said: "Then why fight? Let Brother Mashan come back, or can we help him?"

Lin Manqing said with a smile: "No need to help. Even though they were fighting vigorously, they didn't even try to die, otherwise Mu Chen wouldn't have let it go. Brother Mashan just returned from the Soul Lantern, and he used the Shushan Sword Formation to obtain the Star Sword veins. The power has entered the body and needs training to digest and absorb it. The head of Shushan plus a thousand-year-old demon, a sparring partner of this level cannot be found anywhere! Mu Chen, is this what you mean?"

Li Muchen laughed and said, "Exactly."

Ding Xiang felt relieved and watched the fight between the three of them carefully.

At this time, the sky in this forbidden area was already in chaos and chaos.

Just when they were fighting inextricably, suddenly, a red light rose into the sky from the forest in front of them, condensed into a blood mist, spread out, and stained half of the sky red.

"What is that?" Lin Manqing asked curiously.

Li Muchen frowned slightly because he felt an extremely majestic and fierce aura. And his heart suddenly jumped violently, the black fire in his body suddenly ignited, and there was an uncontrollable energy surging in his blood.

Master Zixu was shocked and said: "Oh no, the three of us fought too fiercely and awakened the devil in the formation!"

"What kind of devil?" Ma Shan and Bantian Yao also stopped and looked at Hong Yun.

Zixu Zhenren said: "This is the forbidden area of ​​Shushan. When the devils fought, the troll blood god son fell here, but his soul was not lost, and he turned into a pool of immortal blood demon. I, the ancestor of Shushan, and The battle lasted for three hundred years, and was finally suppressed behind Cuiping Peak with the Liangyi Dust Formation."

"The ancestor predicted, 'The demon king appears, the dust particles are broken; the two rituals are opposite, and the blood god returns'. Therefore, I, the past heads of Shushan, will visit the forbidden area every once in a while to repair the formations that have naturally eroded over time. Law, just in case.”

"I have been fighting with you here for hundreds of years, but it has not affected the Liangyi Dust Formation. I didn't expect that as soon as this little brother joined, the intensity of the mana waves of the three of us immediately increased several times. I was careless. You go Well, I'm going to repair the formation."

The Bantian Demon returned to his human form and said, "The blood is shining in the sky. This formation is obviously broken. How do you repair it?"

Zixu Zhenren said: "If you can't cultivate, I will join the battle and use my body to make up for it."

"Is it worth it?" Bantian Yao looked a little disdainful, "You have practiced hard for hundreds of years and finally became part of the magic circle. What is the difference between you and a piece of stone?"

"If this demon is allowed to come out, the world will be devastated and I will die, but it will be worth saving tens of thousands of people!" Master Zixu said decisively.

After saying that, he opened his mouth, retracted the two purple and green swords into his belly, and swayed behind Cuiping Peak.

"Pedantism!"

Bantian Yao Sanjiao rolled his eyes, the whites of his eyes turned a little dark, curled his lips, and finally followed him.

Seeing that both of them were gone, Mashan shouted: "Hey, wait for me, count me in!"

In the blink of an eye, the three of them disappeared behind Cuiping Peak.

Li Muchen, Lin Manqing, and Ding Xiang also quickly followed.

After arriving at Cuiping Peak, it is a completely different world.

In front of me, surrounded by mountains, I saw steaming water vapor and mist. It was an ancient swamp wetland, about a hundred miles wide.

Around the swamp, there are many swords and flags flying.

These swords appear to be horizontal and vertical, long and short, but upon closer inspection, they are arranged according to the Qimen, with yin and yang alternately, and two distinct styles.

The sword energy penetrated deep into the ground, connected with the earth's veins, and then rushed upward, bending in the air towards the center of Daze, forming a cover.

This is the Liangyi dust formation.

On the swamp in the center of the formation, there is a raised mound, dark brown in color, shrinking and swelling, like the heart of the earth.

Many black streams extend from this "heart", winding outwards, one to the edge of the formation, and when they touch the sword energy, they retract like tentacles.

Viewed from the air, there is such a thing crawling on the ground, which feels indescribably disgusting and terrifying.

And in the southeast of the swamp, in the direction from where they came, several swords were tilted, and one of them was broken into two pieces.

The sword energy here was thin, and a crack appeared where it extended toward the dome of the formation.

A trace of red light came out of the crack, condensed into fog, and dyed half of the sky red.