Lord is the devil

"Thank you." Setting Yang humbled a moment, "The Nine Yin Cold Dew is only produced in the Nine Nethers, not far from the Nine Nethers are the Yin Corpse Sect and the Nine Nether Holy Land, the Yin Corpse Sect and fellow corpse practitioners, you are just one person, That must be the Nine Serenities Holy Land, Ziwen has met fellow Taoists."

"Hahahaha..." The piercing yin energy receded, and a pitch-black coffin emerged from the water. Black smoke billowed from the coffin, slowly forming a figure.

The whole body of the figure was covered by a black cloak, and the real face could not be seen. Only a pale and slender hand protruded from the cloak, with a skull ring on the middle finger. Green light was shining in the empty eyes of the skeleton. , seems to fall into a bottomless abyss.

"Don't look." Setting Yang took a step forward, blocking Xiao Canyang's eyes. After all, Xiao Canyang is still young, only sixteen this year, and has an unparalleled curiosity about everything.

Just as Xiao Canyang took a glance, he was attracted by the eyes of the ring, unable to extricate himself, he didn't react until the setting sun reminded him, he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat, "It's so dangerous."

The person sitting cross-legged on the coffin laughed, "Curiosity kills!"

"Hmph." Xiao Canyang snorted coldly and stopped talking.

"Yin Yu, No. 18 disciple of the Holy Land of the Nine Nethers, has met fellow Taoist Ziwen." Yin Yu stretched out her pale arms, and clasped fists politely at the setting sun. "Meeting is fate, why don't we compete with each other?"

"That's what I mean!" This fierce battle is inevitable. If you don't fight, you will inevitably be looked down upon. If you take advantage of the opportunity, if you show some strength, it will make people fearful.

Setting Yang took a step forward, with one hand behind his back and the other in a gesture of invitation. He has always paid attention to etiquette, whether it is with enemies or friends.

"Please."

A large amount of black mist suddenly appeared around Yin Yu. The black mist was so thick that it almost drowned him. A black flag floated out and was held by a pale and slender hand. More and more black mist finally submerged Yin Yu's figure, and Jie Jie's strange laughter came from the darkness.

"I died so badly!" A man's voice said.

Not long after, she turned into a woman again, "Young Master, would you like to have sex with her once?"

"Please, don't! I don't want to die!"

"Come to hell with me!"

"Little brother, people will treat you well."

Countless voices came one after another, and there were voices all around. The voice seemed to be magical, and he could hear it even if he covered his ears. Therefore, the setting sun did not waste his efforts, and he did not block his hearing.

Because it is very dangerous to block the hearing on the battlefield.

Countless people in ragged clothes approached him, everyone had missing arms and legs, pale faces, and some even lost their heads, so they held them with both hands.

The black flag in Yin Yu's hand waved more and more urgently, and the movements of those ghosts became more and more flexible. They reached the setting sun almost instantly, stretched out a pair of pale hands, and the setting sun turned slightly to avoid the blow. Is the king of this group of ghosts, faster than others.

At the same time, several kings like him also emerged from other ghosts, all of whom were as nimble as monks.

There are a total of four ghosts, each suppressing the four directions, attacking from all directions. The setting sun is in the middle, but he is not in a hurry. Every time, he can escape before the ghosts come. Until now, he has not touched a single hair.

Xiao Canyang clapped his hands and shouted, "Good master."

The ghost couldn't take down the setting sun for a long time, and couldn't help becoming angry, and disappeared suddenly.

"Huh?" Setting Yang was a little surprised, and then returned to normal, supernatural powers, this ghost can use supernatural powers, was once a monk, and even after death, it can retain a third of the monk's power in life.

Setting Yang is not in a hurry, even if he is invisible, this ghost has been attacking his vitals, and he has already guessed the orbit of the ghost every time he does this, only a few vital parts, eyes, neck, and heart.

No matter how the ghosts attacked, they couldn't hit him, and the setting sun didn't let them entangle for too long. The nine-turn golden Buddha moved, and a big Buddha appeared behind him. The golden body was shining brightly, illuminating the earth. Hanging a string of Buddhist beads, it was the relics that the setting sun exchanged at the auction at the foot of Treasure Zong Mountain.

There was a word in the mouth of the great Buddha, and the characters flowed out of his mouth one by one, floating in the air, like a golden chain, with countless characters jumping up, wherever it wanders, the ghosts there will run around, not daring to approach. Gangzhiyang's kung fu is the most restrained against crooked ways, and it has the upper hand.

What the big Buddha was chanting was also the Buddhist scriptures that setting sun got at the auction in the previous auction, which contained a wide range of contents, setting Yang could only understand the superficial aspects of it, and understood the law of the Great Compassion Mantra.

It is rumored that most of the cultivation methods in the Buddhist world are the way of physical training, and the rest are all based on comprehension.

Moreover, the Buddhist world is united, with one heart and one mind, and they all believe in saving all living beings. If I don’t go to hell, whoever goes to hell will go to hell. There is not much intrigue. , So Buddhism has no restrictions on spiritual roots, aptitude, and understanding at all.

They sincerely want the descendants to pass on the magic weapon to benefit the world, and they are much kinder than Taoist priests.

Of course, this is just a legend, the setting sun seldom contacts those monks, and only when some important events happen, those monks will travel around.

For example, the 5000th birthday of the Baoqi Sect after it broke away from the seven major sects. The monks in the god stage have great supernatural powers, which are far from what they can compare now.

The phenomenon of the dominance of one family has lasted for tens of thousands of years. Because of its strength, no one dares to covet it, so it has been comfortable and negligent.

But without external worries, there must be internal troubles. After a long period of intrigue, they will not be willing to submit to others, and eventually the relationship will collapse.

Since then, the family has been divided into seven families, and the strength of the Treasure Equipment Sect is not as good as before. It is tied for the last place with the Danding Sect, but the Danding Sect is good at alchemy. They all overwhelmed the Baoqi Sect. Although they were the last ones, no one dared to neglect them.

It's all due to the training of tools. Although pills are indispensable for practicing outside, weapons are also indispensable.

As we all know, Treasure Equipment Sect has a superb way of training weapons, if they offend Treasure Equipment Sect and Treasure Equipment Sect directly refuses to sell weapons, then they will suffer a big loss.

Therefore, everyone wants to eat the fat of the Treasure Equipment Sect, but no one can eat it. Only other sects who were in the same sect as them can intervene.

The more outsiders are, the less they can talk, so they are also happy to see that both sides of the cultivation world will suffer and enjoy the benefits of fishing.

The forces in the realm of comprehension are complex, and the setting sun has no intention of keeping him with him, at least until he survives the Golden Core. It is necessary to attract people's dislike, which is inconvenient in many ways.

The yin qi billowing in black smoke seemed to be a little smaller because of the appearance of the big Buddha. Yin Yu was taken aback, "Buddhist martial arts, I never thought that you are still a little bald donkey."

"You are the little bald donkey." Before the setting sun could speak, the little setting sun was not happy. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go forward, but was blocked by the setting sun, "He is dozens of years older than you, and he has been practicing Taoism longer Chang, your cultivation level is higher than yours, one big realm, and two small realms, it is the cultivation base of Jindan late stage, even though there is a secret realm of longevity to suppress you, you are not an opponent."

"How will you know if you don't try?" Xiao Canyang was a little unconvinced. He has always been aggressive, no matter whether he has been beaten or not, he can run away. It is inevitable that the monks who have challenged the Jindan Stage several times will escape from where. Somewhat arrogant.

But this is also a kind of self-confidence, affirmation of oneself, naturally often fights against people who are higher than oneself, and it is also good for one's cultivation, and can see the power of that stage in advance.

Setting Yang thought about it for a while, but still felt that something was wrong. What Yin Yu practiced was sorcery, full of yin, if it accidentally invaded his body, it would take a day or two to get rid of it.

He shook his head, dispelling Xiao Canyang's thoughts, "In two days' time, the heroes will compete, and you will be indispensable by then, don't lose the big because of small things."

Xiao Canyang thinks about it too, he himself is not fully sure to subdue Yin Yu, if he is injured by him, it will definitely affect tomorrow's duel.

The important thing is that he has heard of such Yin Yu, who entered Taoism decades earlier than him, and was also a genius like him back then.

Yin Yu was a very patient person. He sat on the coffin with a black cloak covering his face, only the dark hole could be seen, and his white and slender fingers stretched out, holding a black flag.

Perhaps because he found that the power of the black flag could not deal with the setting sun, he took the black flag away and charged forward with the coffin instead.

The coffin was extremely heavy, and it hit with a bang, Setting Yang stretched out his hand to catch it, and felt his hand bone creak.

A gust of extremely cold yin qi took advantage of the void and rushed in along the touching palm to the arm. It took only a moment to reach the elbow, leaving a trace of cold qi where the yin qi passed, and it froze the arm in a short while. Stop, the piercing cold hit, Setting Yang stretched out his other hand, and cast his magic power. Yang pointed at his shoulder, a touch of golden color leaked from his fingertips, and pushed down his shoulder until all the Yin Qi was pushed out. I just feel better.

Nine Turns Ruyi Golden Buddha!

Unlike just now, the setting sun's nine-turn Ruyi Golden Buddha just used only seven percent of its power, but now it has used ninety-nine percent of its power.

A big Buddha slowly appeared. The big Buddha held a string of relic beads in his hand. He moved the relic beads with his fingers. Every time he moved one, he had to say something in his mouth.

Strings of mantras flowed from his mouth, with a golden color, like golden chains

, Circle the surrounding area, including Yin Yu.

That Yin Yu was not in a hurry, and chuckled, "It's the Great Compassion Curse again, it seems that you have nothing to do."

The setting sun didn't answer, he raised his palm and hit the Yin Yu's face, bang!Yin Yu's figure cracked, billowing black smoke scattered away.There was no one on the coffin.

That's right, it was not Yin Yu himself who was fighting him, but his innate supernatural powers, the art of transforming spirits.