The Daily Salvation of the Protagonist of the Buddhist System

The imperial palace has been the residence of emperors since ancient times.

The son of heaven on earth, the way of heaven protects him.

Where the dragon energy is, all ghosts will be eliminated, evildoers will not be born, and Taoism will be difficult to survive.

But if the emperor has no virtue and the country is about to perish, there must be evildoers, and the dragon spirit will lose its proper protective effect.

But Su Yun didn't expect that the imperial palace, which was supposed to be invulnerable to all methods, would one day be shrouded in a demon atmosphere.

The black and gloomy cloud that only Su Yun could see formed a huge vortex above the palace, exuding a palpitating aura.

Feeling this familiar breath, Su Yun sneered, "Is the fox's tail finally revealed?"

He no longer hides his figure, and flies into the palace. The dragon aura that made him feel stagnant power disappeared without a trace.

"Huh?" The black-clothed Taoist sitting on the altar and meditating opened his eyes, "It's that Taoist priest."

There was a red light in his eyes, and he smiled in a hoarse voice, "Good job, just in time to be the blood food of the deity."

Numerous blood-red vines protruded from under his body, twisting and wriggling on the ground like living creatures.

After a while, the entire underground palace was filled.

There was an interested smile on the haggard face of the black-clothed Taoist, "The heaven and earth nets have been laid, and we are waiting for Xiao Chonger to throw himself into the net."

Su Yun galloped all the way, and the palace was filled with demons and demons. All kinds of grieving ghosts that had been suppressed in the past were freed from their shackles, and became extremely active under the influence of the demon atmosphere.

Su Yun frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and dozens of golden charms were suspended in the air. The cinnabar characters turned into huge shadows and flew in all directions, forming a golden wall of air, covering the entire palace.

Feeling the rapid loss of Dao power in his body, Su Yun said helplessly: "I can only trap it first, so as not to escape and murder the world."

After several ups and downs in Su Yun's figure, he finally arrived at the place where the demon atmosphere originated.

But in a deserted cold palace.

Su Yun snorted coldly, "Is it hiding underground?"

With a clear voice, "Send the oracle!"

An icy blue cloud-patterned long sword pierced through the void, carrying awe-inspiring sword might and coming brilliantly.

Su Yun put two fingers together and pointed downwards. The long sword moved in response to the fingers, turning into a blue streamer and swooping down.

There was only a loud bang, and the smoke and dust filled the room, and the underground palace was impressive!

"You!" The Taoist in black was anxious and angry, and when he looked up, he was even more frightened.

When did such a powerful person appear in this world.

Realizing that he had met a master, the black-clothed Taoist didn't hold back anymore.

Numerous red vines stood up like attacking poisonous snakes, shooting towards Su Yun.

"Well done, the sky travels the sun and the moon!"

Su Yun didn't dodge or dodge, the long sword shot up into the sky, splitting into thousands of sword shadows, forming a huge sword array.

Thousands of sword shadows entered the sea like a dragon, flashing blue streamers in the air, facing the blood-red vines.

The red vines were chopped off inch by inch, the blood mist filled the air, and the bloody aura shot straight into the sky.

"poisonous!"

Su Yun secretly thought that it was not good, he stimulated the aura of the emperor in his body, and a faint golden light shrouded his body.

The second layer of the spirit of the emperor, punishing evil and not staining it.

The black-clothed Taoist has a bad moral character, and he no longer cares about his cultivation, so his body changed and turned into his own body.

A layer of dry bark appeared on the already haggard face, his hands turned into vines, and his lower body turned into countless entangled blood vines.

It turned out to be a locust tree that became a spirit!

The blood-colored vines are tougher and more aggressive.

Su Yun's expression remained the same, but his sword's momentum was even higher, and he strangled all the blood vines.

Seeing that the blood vines could not hurt Su Yun, the locust tree spirit emitted a layer of green light from its body, and countless white shadows with ferocious and resentful faces flew out of it.

These resentful spirits and spirit ghosts nimbly passed through the sword array and attacked Su Yun.

Facing these intangible things, Su Yun had no choice but to recall the oracle sword and circle it around him, turning it into a body-protecting sword array to protect himself.

Seeing that Su Yun was weak, the Taoist man in black let out a wild laugh, "Jie Jie Jie, little Taoist priest, you just wait to be swallowed by all ghosts. I will see how long your sword array can last."

Su Yun's eyes flickered, he raised his foot and stepped down.

"Extreme Heaven Sacred Seal!"

A phantom of Taiji emerged from Su Yun's feet. The phantom hovered and grew stronger. The white cyclone was engulfed in bright righteousness, and it was the nemesis of all evil spirits.

The ghosts were knocked out by the Tai Chi phantom, let out desperate roars, and dissipated into the air.

The locust tree spirit went mad, years of penance were ruined by the person in front of him, and hatred appeared in his eyes.

Stimulating the locust species, the third prince who had just escaped from the palace was controlled by an invisible energy and flew upside down into the palace.

"Ahhhhhh!" The third prince let out a terrified voice, but he couldn't control his figure.

Seeing himself flying towards the locust tree spirit, he uttered a desperate cry: "Daozhang Su, save me!"

The locust tree spirit lifted the third prince up with vines, and grabbed the third prince's neck. The third prince's face was flushed, and a "ho ho" sound came out of his throat.

The locust tree spirit threatened: "This is the emperor of the world, you don't want him to die.

If you let me go, I will let him go, how about that? "

Su Yun looked at the four-clawed golden dragon surrounded by dense red bloodshots on the back of the third prince, and knew that this person was hopeless.

He shook his head and said: "He is not the real Emperor Star, your threats are useless to the poor."

With a tinge of coldness in his eyes, he added: "Besides, how can a person who mutilates siblings, kills his own father, and puts the world's people at risk, how can he be an emperor."

Huai Shujing was out of breath, "What a righteous person!"

With a simple force in his hand, and a strong inhalation in his mouth, the third prince instantly turned into a mist of blood, and entered the abdomen together with the bloody dragon behind him.

The whole body swelled up visibly with the naked eye.

Su Yun sneered, "He is indeed your support, you didn't intend to let him live in the first place, right?"

The locust tree spirit admitted straightforwardly, "Originally, the deity wanted him to live an imperial addiction before he died, but unfortunately, I killed you, Cheng Yaojin, halfway."

Su Yun's momentum rose, and the power of the oracle sword became stronger, "Just send you to hell! Tiangang Yuzhi!"

The oracle sword divided into thousands of sword shadows, and the sword shadows were unified into one, turning into an invisible giant sword, shaking the world, and pointing directly at the locust tree spirit.

The sword shadow fell, even if the locust tree spirit tried its best to mobilize the blood vines, it was of no avail, and finally turned into powder under the blazing power of the sword, leaving only a cry of despair.

Su Yun's mental strength slackened, his body swayed, and he fell down from midair.

"Host!" Xiaotian exclaimed, turned into a huge ball of light, caught Su Yun, and slowly landed with it.

"Thank you Xiaotian, I'm fine, I'm just exhausted." Su Yun showed a weak smile.

He struggled to sit up cross-legged, "Help me protect the law, and I'll restore my body."

"Okay, host." Xiaotian returned with distress, and used the form of a light ball to help Su Yun protect the law.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Su Yun finally felt better, stood up and said, "Let's go, it's time to deal with the rest."

The author has something to say: There will probably be another update after one o'clock, so don't be too small, little angels.

Ding, Goldfinger is online, this is Su Yun in the active state.

The force value of Thunderbolt is already a fight between gods and gods, and these planes are actually a bit overkill.

I finally wrote a piece of martial arts in the style of Thunderbolt, I am very satisfied, and I hope you like it too.

Listening to "A Walk in the Sun and the Moon" and writing about fighting is very emotional.

By the way, regarding Su Yun's handling of the third prince, I don't know if there will be any disputes.

In fact, Su Yun has his own view of right and wrong in his heart, and he is not that kind of pedantic holy father.

He has a compassionate heart, but also has thunderous means, and you will get to know him better later.

I love you, ok~