Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

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After everyone chatted for a while, Zhao Lie and Qiao Mulong were left to discuss tomorrow's battle with the leaders and elders of each faction. Xu Junming did not like complicated matters.

After saying goodbye, he and the disciples of Maoshan Southern Sect found an open place and sat down cross-legged in the eyes of everyone with envy, admiration, and a bit of suspicion.

He noticed that the eyes around him were paying attention to him intentionally or unintentionally, and his heart moved, and a yellow beam flew out of his dream.

Invisible space barriers isolated Xu Junming from the surrounding space.

He pressed his palm, and a red pill the size of a pigeon egg appeared in his palm.

Feeling the strong energy and blood in the pill, he raised his head and swallowed it.

After it fell into the stomach, I felt a scorching hot stream of inflammation, flowing to the limbs and bones like lightning.

Visibly, his face turned red.

Not daring to be negligent, he quickly followed Panhuang's Nine Transformations method to move Zhou Tian, ​​stimulating this energy and blood to open up the remaining acupoints.

Fifty-seven, sixty, sixty-five, seventy.

Seventy-one, seventy-two!

"boom…!"

There was an explosion in the body, and seventy-two hot golden light spots emerged from the body surface.

A surge of tyrannical Qi and blood, accompanied by hot masculine energy, is like a river bursting its banks, as powerful as the sky.

If the space here had not been separated from the outside world, I am afraid that this movement would have alarmed everyone.

Suddenly, the Yintang point between Xu Junming's eyebrows flickered.

With a thought in his heart, a blue talisman flew up from his Dantian and sank into the Yintang point.

In an instant, the golden light in Yintang Point disappeared and slowly calmed down.

"call!"

With a long sigh, Xu Junming opened his eyes, touched his eyebrows, and his tense expression relaxed.

"We almost broke through!"

The earthly evil realm of body refining corresponds to the golden elixir realm of qi training, and seventy-two earthly evil acupoints need to be opened.

In the Tiangang realm of body refining, thirty-six Tiangang acupoints need to be opened, corresponding to the Yuanying realm of qi training.

The Yintang acupoint between the eyebrows belongs to the Tiangang realm of body refining, and is the first of the thirty-six Tiangang acupoints that need to be opened.

If it weren't for the end of heaven's law and the world would not allow the emergence of Yuanying realm monks, he would have made a breakthrough.

Pity!

"But I don't know what level of cultivation this Lord Huosang has? One drop of his blood can allow me to break through sixteen Earth Evil acupoints in a row, and at least half of my energy is left."

Xu Junming felt a little shocked when he looked inside at the essence and blood sealed in Yintang's body.

It took Ren Wuji more than five years to use yin and yang to grind away the remaining will of Lord Huosang in this drop of blood, and then he refined this Essence and Blood Pill.

Looking at the harvest now, everything is worth it.

After meditating for a while, I became familiar with the sudden increase in strength after breaking through the realm.

A rush of mana.

In a dream, the yellow beam flashed, and Lu Pan, wearing a helmet and armor, appeared in front of him.

Xu Junming waved his hand, and a formation diagram with powerful spiritual light, plus the Sky Thunder Drum, the Broken Army Sword, the Red Dragon Flag, the Soul-Calling Bell, and the Nine Divine Lights of Wind, Thunder, Yin and Yang fell into his hands.

"Go!"

Lu Pan put away many spiritual weapons, and with a flash of light, he disappeared into the ground.

The more trump cards, the better.

Put away a dream of yellow beams, use your magic power to sink into Jiufeng Mountain.

Most of the souls of the Great Zhao Army who were sealed in the Demon-Suppressing Mountain have not yet been refined. Although time is tight now, every time one is refined, Yimeng Huangliang's foundation will increase by one point.

He has one more chance of surviving this catastrophe.

The night passed quickly.

When the first ray of the morning sun rises from the east, what greets the vast world is not the coolness and comfort of a summer morning, but an endless chill.

There are nearly 4,000 disciples of all the righteous sects, each holding a magic weapon and staring solemnly at the end of the northern land.

The Dragon Emperor's army wants to conquer the world, and there is a hurdle they can't get around.

So, no need to go out of your way to find it, just wait here.

"Woooo...!"

On the desolate and vast land, I suddenly remembered the mighty horn horn.

"哐哐...!"

Earth-shattering footsteps came from a distance.

Before anyone could see him, the ground beneath his feet was already trembling.

In the distance, a black line appeared where the sky and the earth met.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, and the black line is getting thicker and thicker.

Slowly, the images of soldiers in black helmets and black armor, holding swords, guns, swords and halberds became clear.

As far as the eye can see, soldiers like a sea wave appeared in front of everyone.

The overwhelming momentum and the murderous aura soaring into the sky went straight to the bottom of my heart.

In front of this huge military formation that blocks out the sky and is as immovable as a huge mountain, the monks with less than 4,000 people are like an isolated island in the sea, and they will be submerged at any time.

Feeling that his side was completely suppressed, Xu Junming frowned.

It would be weird to be intimidated by others before fighting, but to be able to win the fight later.

"This is not okay!"

He didn't care whether the Dragon Emperor was the emperor of the past life or not, and how great achievements he had made in the history of the Chinese nation.

Now that he is sitting here in Maoshan, the Dragon Emperor is the enemy he must defeat.

We all have different opinions and don’t work together!

Looking at the army of monks who were walking at the front of the military formation, gathered about five miles apart, and dressed as obviously Japanese.

Xu Junming's eyes were fixed.

"I'll give you a knife."

A flash of light.

Xu Junming suddenly appeared in battle, instantly attracting the attention of almost everyone on both sides.

The God of Hu Tian performs magic.

The figure flashed and came to the top of the Japanese army.

With the magic power activated, a series of yellow rice lightning bolts flew out.

The fingerprints in his palms changed and he shouted loudly.

"A dream of yellow beams, binding the soul!"

Three hundred and sixty-five three-foot-sized yellow rice grains instantly transformed into three hundred and sixty-five iron ropes that were three feet thick and nearly a hundred feet long.

These iron ropes with strange auras were like 365 giant dragons, roaring and flying into the army of ninjas and onmyoji.

Facing the iron rope, the innate stage ninjas and onmyojis could not resist at all.

As long as it is touched, all the soul and mana will be taken away.

"Cut against the wind with one strike!"

A Jindan realm ninja pulled out a long sword and slashed straight at the iron rope with more than ten feet of sword energy.

The sound of 'Qiang Qiang' suddenly sounded, and the powerful sword energy could not stop the iron rope at all. The next moment, the whole person was submerged by the iron rope.

"Katsutengu!"

A Jindan realm Onmyoji wearing black robes summoned his own shikigami.

The five-foot-tall ghost and god, holding a giant sword and a scepter, has an astonishing aura.

Before the shikigami could show its power, the dragon-like iron ropes were entangled like snakes, and along with several strings of colliding sparks, the shikigami and the onmyoji all disappeared.

In mid-air, Xu Junming stood with his hands behind his back.

Now, after many rounds of sacrifices and training, his Yi Meng Huangliang has become a top-grade spiritual weapon of the Nine Treasures.

Unless the opponent's cultivation level has reached the late stage of Jindan and he has a spiritual weapon nearby, he is no match for even a grain of rice.

It only took a few moments from the time Xu Junming stirred up a dream of yellow beams.

Ninety-nine percent of the tens of thousands of Japanese ninja and onmyoji troops were wiped out.

Looking at the remaining eight monks at the late stage of the Golden Core Realm and above, the finger formulas in their hands changed again.

"The Dharma Realm of the Universe!"

The iron chain instantly turned into yellow rice, and as fast as a meteor, it hit the nine people.

"not good!"

A bronze mirror appeared in the hands of the man in black robe in the middle.

"Eight-foot mirror!"

Dazzling silver light flashed, and a black space channel emerged in mid-air. The man in black stepped forward and disappeared instantly.

"Space spiritual weapon?"

Xu Junming was surprised.

"You can run fast!"

He didn't have time to chase it right now.

As for the remaining seven people, they do not have space spiritual weapons with them, although they are in the late stage of the Golden Core Realm and have good strength. But faced with the concentrated fire of 365 spiritual weapons, they were quickly overwhelmed.

In an instant, seven hundred-foot-high yellow rice appeared in mid-air.

Xu Junming stretched out his hand, and with a flash of light, the yellow rice flew into his body and disappeared.

Under the bright morning sun, Xu Junming, with his hands behind his back, seemed like a god descending from heaven.

As the Taoist robes fluttered, he exuded a domineering aura that overwhelmed the world!

"Ouch...!"

Huge cheers rang out from the righteous team.

With just one move, he managed to eliminate tens of thousands of Japanese monks. This astonishing move shocked both parties.

"Fellow Daoist Qiao, your sect's 'Zhenren Chongshan' is truly a genius who only appears once in a thousand years!" Taoist Xuanyu said in shock.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, thank you!"

Qiao Mulong smiled from ear to ear.

The performance of his disciples not only boosted his morale, but also earned Maoshan Nanzong countless fame and merit.

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder what kind of spiritual weapon that yellow rice is, and it is so powerful?" Taoist Xuanyu asked.

"I usually guard the Ancestral Master Hall, so I don't know much about this. Fellow Taoist, you should wait until today's battle is over before asking my disciple." Qiao Mulong shook his head and smiled.

At this moment, all the leaders of the big factions present were envious of Maoshan's good luck.

Compared with the cheers and cheers of Zhengdao, the Dragon Emperor's army on the opposite side was different.

Especially Ying Zheng, whose face was the ugliest.

Those Japanese monks were dead, and I didn't have much hope for them.

But the momentum he had created with the help of millions of troops was finally destroyed by this person in one fell swoop.

"Who is this son?"

"Back to the king, this man was born in the Southern Sect of Maoshan. He is known as the 'Master Chongshan' Xu Junming. He once suppressed 450,000 Zhao army souls including Zhao Kuo in Changping." Zhao Gao said respectfully.

"Master Chongshan Xu Junming?"

The Dragon Emperor snorted coldly.

"After this battle, there will be no chickens or dogs left on Maoshan Mountain!"

"yes!"

The generals responded with a roar.

"Drumroll, let's start the war!"

"Dong dong dong...!"

The earth-shattering drum sound resounded through the sky.

The army that came like a tidal wave, marching in neat steps, came straight towards the righteous people and crushed them.

However, compared to just now, with Xu Junming's intervention, Zhengdao's momentum was no longer as low as it was at the beginning.

"Boom...!"

In the middle of the righteous path, a Taoist dressed in green waved his hand, and a giant green bell a hundred feet high appeared in the sky.

In an instant, the sound of a yellow bell was as loud as a bell, shaking the earth and the earth.

"Set up a formation!"

Upon hearing the order, the disciples from each sect formed according to the formation taught by their sect.

A huge formation spread out, and the mighty spiritual light was like a solid dam, blocking the Dragon Emperor's army.

In a large-scale war like this, unless one's personal power is extremely strong, it will be difficult for one person to influence the situation of the war.

Therefore, the best way is to use formation.

The formation will concentrate the scattered power and explode into several times the power.

In this way, the numerical disadvantage of the Righteous Path will be evened out a lot.

"Buzz...!"

Hundreds of battle flags emerged from the Dragon Emperor's army, and the military souls formed by military formations were extremely powerful.

As the two sides got closer and closer, the sound of military boots suddenly became urgent.

The spearmen at the front leveled their spears, strode forward, and lined up in a neat array, crushing directly towards the formations of the righteous factions.

"Bang bang bang bang...!"

Following a series of collisions, brilliance flashed, and the aura of killing shone in the sky.

Some formations were instantly crushed by the tyrannical military formations, and a large number of soldiers died instantly and turned into broken terracotta warriors and horses.