Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 668: The knife cuts the human race bag, and the monster in the temple is thundered!

Lan Ruo Temple.

The hall was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the female ghosts were celebrating happily. They all dressed up to attend and were looking forward to it.

That scary bearded man was finally going to die, and his blood was about to be shared by them, which made me excited just thinking about it.

Only Xiaoqian, wrapped in white clothes and with bare feet like jade, sat there quietly and remained calm, like a white lotus emerging from the mud but unstained.

During this time, she had been thinking about what the man in white had said in her ear.

"Sister Yu, I finally found you."

Her name is Nie Xiaoqian, and she is the soul of a deceased person who was killed when the ground cracked in Luoyang. Her grandmother valued her and brought her to Lanruo Temple, where she began to practice the path of ghosts and immortals.

No one had ever called her Sister Yu, but for some reason, when she heard these two words, her heart couldn't help but tremble violently, as if a string had been lightly touched.

It seemed that these two words were very important to her, but she forgot why.

"Hahaha, in another hour, those three people will all turn into blood. Everyone, get ready. Grandma is happy today and everyone has a share!"

Grandma Dryad was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had her hair in a high bun. She was very happy after finally dealing with Yan Chixia, her old enemy.

"Grandma, you are so powerful. You took down that smelly Taoist priest with just one move!"

"With grandma here, we have nothing to fear!"

……

The female ghosts, you said something to me, and the flattery made grandma feel very comfortable.

She said proudly: "I think back then, grandma, I was considered the overlord in the underworld world. All the eight hundred miles of Sophora grove were my disciples and disciples. Even the Ghost King with a Void Belly would have to show some dignity when he saw me."

"The famous Taiwei Sword Immortal in the Taoist sect was once trapped by me back then. If Li Daoxuan hadn't come so quickly, I would have sucked him dry!"

Hearing Li Daoxuan's name, the fiery atmosphere in the venue suddenly condensed. The female ghosts showed fear and did not dare to speak for a while.

This name is really too loud. With the defeat of the Holy Buddha, Master Li's reputation has spread all over the world again. Even they who are hiding in the deep mountains and old forests have heard about it.

Any evil spirit who behaves inappropriately will change his color upon hearing it.

"Humph, you're worthless. Li Daoxuan scared you all?"

Grandma sneered and said: "No matter how powerful Li Daoxuan is, couldn't he just watch me escape?"

The ghosts were even more in awe of grandma after hearing this.

Grandma was secretly proud of herself. She was deeply ashamed of escaping from Li Daoxuan and was determined to take revenge one day in the future.

However, as Li Daoxuan became famous and became famous all over the world, her mentality gradually changed.

Not only did she not feel ashamed, but she also felt a little proud. When meeting other monsters, she would always mention this legendary experience inadvertently.

The Imperial Master didn’t even keep me back then!
Whenever she hears this, others will look at her and praise her.

"Grandma, what kind of person is Li Daoxuan...?"

In the midst of the compliments, a voice sounded softly, cold and moving.

Xiaoqian was a little confused and said, for some reason, when she heard the words Li Daoxuan, the string in her heart was touched again.

It was as if she knew this person and was very familiar with him.

But no matter what she thought, she had no impression at all, and she couldn't even see the other person's face clearly.

Hearing Xiaoqian's words, grandma's heart trembled, and she hurriedly said: "He's just a stinky Taoist priest, okay, let's not mention him anymore, let's——"

Before she finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed. She looked at the human race bag on the table and said, "That's not right!"

I saw that the gray bag sometimes grew bigger, sometimes shrunk, sometimes stretched, sometimes twisted, as if it were a living thing, expressing pain.

A series of runes lit up, which were the Sanskrit words of the "Maitreya Sutra", which contained the power of the ancient Buddha. Unfortunately, the ancient scriptures seemed to be stained by some kind of blood, exuding a dark red light.

After a brief stalemate, a stabbing sound was heard, like a tearing piece of cloth.

A crack appeared on the human race bag, and it continued to expand, and finally it completely shattered into pieces with a crash, like rain falling from the sky.

In "Journey to the West", Huang Mei, a boy under the Maitreya Buddha, stole the treasure and came to earth as a demon. He dared to call himself Buddha, set up a small Leiyin Temple, and took away the Tang Monk's master and apprentice, 28 constellations, gold and silver in a human race bag. Immortal Buddhas such as Di, Liujia and Liuding, Protector Jialan, Two Generals of Turtle and Snake, and Five Great Dragons.

It can be said that he is the one with the strongest record in Journey to the West.

Huangmei himself naturally does not have this ability, and mainly relies on the human race bag.

However, today, the once prestigious human race bag has turned into rags, losing all its magic power and losing its spirituality.

A figure appeared in the palace.

He is holding a three-pointed two-edged sword, wearing a white hydration Taoist robe, a cloud-patterned gold belt, and a wooden hairpin inserted at an angle. The red mark between his eyebrows is faintly emitting golden light. He is elegant and handsome, and his face is full of heroism.

Like a magnet, everyone's eyes were unconsciously attracted to him.

Roar!
The three-pointed and two-edged sword was as evil as a dragon, and the blade trembled slightly. Surrounded by the ghosts, it made bursts of dragon sounds, extremely ferocious.

For a moment, except for Xiaoqian, all the female ghosts in the hall were trembling and frightened. They seemed to see a majestic and unparalleled three-headed dragon in front of them. Just the fierce and unparalleled momentum made it difficult for their fragile souls to escape. bear.

Even Grandma Dryad was greatly affected, her whole body stiffened, and fear emerged in her heart.

This is a three-pointed two-edged sword!Its true form is a three-headed dragon that guards the heavenly palace. It is a strange species from the ancient times and has extremely strong combat power. After becoming Yang Jian's weapon, he followed him in his expeditions east and west, killing countless great monsters that caused trouble in the three realms.

Just staying there quietly can make all evil spirits retreat and all ghosts cry at night.

Li Dao

Even so, the ghosts in the field were already overwhelmed by the evil spirit, and they were so frightened that they could not speak, and their limbs were too weak to move.

Yan Chixia looked at him in shock, unable to close her mouth.

"Li...National Master?!!"

Li Daoxuan looked sideways and smiled at him: "Brother Yan, didn't you fight me for three hundred rounds before narrowly losing? Why don't you even recognize me now?"

In an instant, Yan Chixia's face turned red, her skin was like red-hot black coals, and even her thick beard couldn't stop it.

I couldn't help but push my toes downwards, almost breaking through the straw sandals.

Embarrassing, so embarrassing. Is there anything more embarrassing in the world than being caught red-handed while bragging?
Li Daoxuan quickly told him that it was true.

"Brother Yan, I have always regarded you as my brother, but you now regard me as your father?"

He joked with a smile.

At this moment, Yan Chixia really wanted to pick up the broken human race bag and sew it up, then dive in and turn it into a pool of blood.

How can you live with dignity in this world?

Zheng!
The Dragon-Slaying Divine Sword tapped Yan Chixia's head a few times, as if to say, let your kid talk nonsense, now you must be making a joke.

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and said, "Senior Xu, long time no see."

groan!
The sword sounded crisply, as if in response to Li Daoxuan's greetings.

Back then, he forcibly cut off Xu Qingxuan's heavenly soul and injected it into the Dragon-Slaying Divine Sword. Now, after more than ten years of training, Senior Xu has integrated with the sword spirit and can perform simple expressions.

"Lee Daoxuan!!!"

Grandma Dryad screamed. After many years, she saw this face again, and a deep-seated fear spread in her heart.

She didn't have the courage to fight at all, so she used the Earth Escape technique to escape.

However, the earth roared and spit her out.

As a tree demon in the realm of the Yang God, her tree roots are rooted in the earth. She has already developed a superb ability to escape from the earth. She is even more at home underground, but she does not want to be rejected by the earth one day.

"The earth has spirit. How dare I accept you, a tree demon, in front of this poor Taoist?"

Li Dao

He originally didn't want to show up so early for fear of disturbing the situation, but his plan couldn't keep up with the change. Who would have thought that a little tree demon would actually grow a Buddhist treasure like a bag?

If he doesn't show up again, I'm afraid Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen will turn into a pool of blood.

Now that we have taken action, let's cut through the mess quickly and capture the tree demon to see if we can interrogate the person behind the scenes.

"Li Daoxuan, grandma, I am not someone to be trifled with!"

To Li Daoxuan's expectation, the tree demon no longer escaped, but showed its original shape, turning into a huge locust tree dozens of feet high. There were corpses hanging on the branches, all of which had been sucked into human bodies by her.

Countless vines surrounded by demonic energy stabbed towards Li Daoxuan. Each one was extremely sharp when tempered by the demonic aura. It could easily pierce fine steel and absorb the monk's energy, blood and mana.

Li Dao

Only one word.

"thunder."

Boom! ! !

Without any preparation or foreshadowing, as he uttered words like gold and gave an order, countless violet thunderbolts fell like heavy rain, and the dark Lanruo Temple suddenly became as bright as day.

The earth shook violently, and the entire Lanruo Temple was hit by endless thunder and fire in an instant, turning everything in sight into charcoal.

In the dazzling thunder, only the man in white clothes was still calm and calm, with deep eyes, like a thunder god, dispatching the generals.

After a few breaths.

The tree demon in the Yangshen Realm has been turned into charcoal. The body of dozens of feet was chopped down to only about [-] feet high. Most of it was turned into charcoal and dying.

Not only her, but under the intentional guidance of Li Daoxuan, all the evil spirits in the entire Lanruo Temple were turned into ashes in the thunder and fire. This place where filth and people practiced evil was finally a little cleaner.

The tree demon turned into a human body again. She was covered in blood. Seeing that she could not escape, she suddenly felt blessed and rushed towards a figure.

That is Xiaoqian's direction.

Obviously she was very aware that if she wanted to survive from Li Daoxuan, she must have a hostage in her hands to make him surrender.

Xiaoqian is the best choice!

That is also her last secret weapon!

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(End of this chapter)