Immortal and Demon Cultivation

The two saints Xuanming received the order to retreat, and saw the cultivators of the five divisions of heaven and man gathering continuously, and slowly retreated to the south.

They also wanted to leave, but they were entangled by the two masters of the human world and could not get away at all.

Moreover, there were thousands of cultivators in the human world around them, surrounding them, looking at the two with a very fiery look, that look was like an old prostitute who had been thirsty for thirty years, and saw those girls dressed up in fancy clothes when he walked into a brothel.

The drunk Taoist fired dozens of sword qi, forcing Xuanfeng to retreat dozens of feet. Xuanfeng was not a vegetarian either, and he turned back with a backhanded move, and the silver snow spear in his hand flew out of his hand, turning into a silver dragon and stabbing the drunk Taoist.

The drunk Taoist waved the Qingfeng Sword and slashed at the tip of the silver snow spear, displaying the Taoist's four ounces to move a thousand pounds of internal strength, and diverted the attack of the silver snow spear to one side.

But the attack of the Silver Snow Spear was too fierce. Although it dissipated most of the force, some of the force still flowed to the drunk Taoist through the Qingfeng Sword. The drunk Taoist flew back and forth for seven or eight feet before stabilizing.

Xuanfeng wanted to run, but when he saw so many masters of the human world surrounding him, he had no way to escape.

He took a look at the battlefield on Chi Ming's side and saw that the old monk had begun to show his power. Countless Buddha palms and giant arms on the golden body of the Thousand-Handed Arhat flew up and down. Every giant arm and every giant palm seemed to be burning. The flame was not red, but golden. It was the extremely high Buddha flame of the true method of Buddhism.

Facing the giant palms and Buddha flames covering the sky and the ground, Chi Ming's face sank slightly, and he said secretly: "This old bald donkey is really difficult to deal with."

The thousands of masters of the human world watching the battle were all shocked by the fight between the four people in the field.

Most of the disciples could not see it, but many masters who had reached the realm of spiritual silence had already seen it. The Cangyun Sect’s Drunk Taoist, who had been unknown in recent years, should be the strongest of the four.

He was definitely in the realm of heaven and man, and his understanding of the sword should be ranked in the top three in the Cangyun Sect.

A few old guys had already seen that although the Drunk Taoist had not entered the third level of the sword, he was not far away. His current cultivation should be equivalent to the cultivation of the old senior Yun Yazi, a famous figure in the world, when he defeated many masters of the Demon Sect in the Western Region Demon Sect three or four hundred years ago.

Yu Jizi rarely took action, and the world did not know whether he had entered the third level. But this sloppy old Taoist in front of him, if he was given another thirty years, he should be able to glimpse the way to the third level of the sword.

Among the spectators, Yang Shijiu was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth. Her cultivation had already reached the realm of spiritual silence, and her vision and experience were much higher than her peers. She saw that her master's cultivation was all-encompassing.

She was confused. In the past ten years, she had never seen her master practice swordsmanship. At most, she had seen her master gathering energy in the yard early in the morning. She thought her master's cultivation was not high, and she even never believed that her master was a master of the heavenly realm.

At this moment, she saw her master showing his divine power and fighting against a peerless master of the peak heavenly realm in the heavenly realm. After fighting for several hours, her master was always in the upper hand. It can be seen that she had misjudged her master before.

In fact, Yang Shijiu made the same mistake as Ye Xiaochuan before. Since Ye Xiaochuan came out of retreat from the cliff of reflection, he knew that his master's cultivation was extraordinary. In Cangyun Sect, except for the bamboo forest in the back mountain and the uncle Yujizi, Ye Xiaochuan did not think that the uncle's cultivation was higher than his old drunkard master.

When Yang Shijiu saw Xuanfeng was about to run, he immediately came to his senses and shouted, "Leave the Divine Cauldron!"

Then he rushed out of the crowd.

Her shout immediately made the human cultivators watching the battle around react, and they all drove their magic weapons to rush up and snatch the Divine Cauldron.

Suddenly, a black gas came from behind and swept up. The black gas was full of ghosts and ghosts howled continuously. It seemed that countless skulls appeared and disappeared in the black gas.

Everyone was stunned. They were all disciples of the righteous way. They had never heard of any righteous sect practicing such evil ghost magic.

Just when everyone was stunned, the black gas formed a dry old man with pale skin and protruding cheekbones, like a skeleton.

The dry old man made a sinister voice and said slowly: "Friend Qingfeng, please step down for the time being, let me meet this master of the heaven."

The righteous disciples around were in an uproar. Taoist Qingfeng was over 400 years old, and this mysterious old man actually called him friend, which showed that this person was probably much older than Taoist Qingfeng.

The drunk Taoist fixed his eyes, and after seeing the person clearly, he said: "This person has a very high level of Taoism, Senior Chasing Soul, please be careful."

This person is not someone else, but the peerless master Chasing Soul Sou who is a demon in the South China Sea.

The lineage of Chasing Soul Sou comes from the Ghost Xuan Sect. His master is Xue Changdi, the Jade-faced Ghost General, one of the twelve ghost generals of the Ghost Xuan Sect in the past. He practices the authentic ghost arts of the Ghost Xuan Sect. His Taoism is definitely not inferior to Hu Jiumei and the Black Mountain Old Monster.

Xuanfeng saw the terrifying ghost aura of the underworld emanating from the Soul Chasing Sou, and knew that it was not good. This old guy's Taoism may have reached the realm of immortality.

At this moment, the large army has gradually retreated to the south, and the human disciples who were chasing them only released magic weapons from a long distance. The battle has become calmer, and more and more human masters are gathering here, obviously coming for the two divine tripods on them.

Seeing the dense skulls rushing towards him, he immediately turned the Silver Snow Spear and crushed all the skulls flying towards him.

Suddenly, a small four-legged bronze square tripod appeared in his hand. Compared with this useless little tripod, his own life was more important.

He said loudly: "I admit defeat today. We will fight again tomorrow. You just want this Dayang Ding, right? I'll give it to you."

After saying that, he activated his true method and threw the small tripod in his hand out.

The small tripod turned into a strange light and flashed away. The human cultivators who were trapped around chased after it, and immediately more than half of the people around were gone.

Xuanfeng shouted to Chi Ming: "Go!"

Chi Ming was not a fool. He took out his own Dayang Ding and threw it away.

There were not many people around now, and they all went to the two small tripods.

But the soul-chasing old man did not leave. He had no interest in the nine human tripods. His cultivation was extremely high, and ordinary heavenly cultivators could hardly enter his eyes. At this moment, he just wanted to have a good fight with these two heavenly masters.

The Dayang Ding and Dayang Ding that were thrown out were finally caught up after flying dozens of miles.

The one who snatched the Dayang Ding was Qin Lan, the fairy of Qiongyan in Xiaoyao Cave of Jiuhua Mountain.

The one who grabbed the Daliang Ding was Yang Shijiu.

Yang Shijiu was very smart. When she saw that many people went to the east after being thrown by Xuanfeng, most of them were masters. She knew that she would not be able to catch up, so she did the opposite and flew directly to the west.

Waiting for the rabbit to come to her was indeed useful. Chi Ming threw the Daliang Ding to the west, and it flew over her head. After only chasing for a dozen miles, she grabbed the Daliang Ding.