Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 442 Tantric Instruments Luo Fu Takes Action

This thought together.

Even though the old dragon had been guarding Dongting Lake for a thousand years and had seen enough life and death to feel devastated in an instant.

The net is tight and you are in danger of death.

And that is the only chance of survival.

The only way it can think of to break the deadlock is to exchange life for life.

He sacrificed half of his life, threw away all his skills, forcibly broke through the formation, and dragged his broken body back to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake.

perhaps……

Due to the vast water flow, these people did not dare to cross the line and were able to end the rest of their lives.

As for how many big monsters and water ghosts would be attracted by a dragon that had lost its power, it had no time to take care of that at the moment.

As long as I can survive.

"call--"

He let out a long breath.

It sounded like the noise in the stable on an early winter morning.

The sound of a sneeze is like the sound of a waterfall.

The old dragon slowly raised his head and scanned the surroundings with his eyes.

Partridge Whistle, Hua Ling, Red Girl, Yang Fang, White Ape and the old foreigner.

There were six people charging into the battle.

As for Chen Yulou and the phoenix, they did not join the fight immediately.

Lao Jiao could actually guess what he was thinking. He just wanted to use him to sharpen his muscles and hone his cultivation.

Use it as a whetstone.

Ah!

Do you really think it's made of clay and anyone can step on it?

The old dragon narrowed his eyes slightly, dark golden lines flowed slowly, and an indescribable terrifying aura appeared around his body.

It was thinking about how to get rid of these people first with the least loss.

Then he could face Chen Yulou and the phoenix.

To it, although these seven people had some cultivation, they were ultimately just firewood. They were not on the same level as it and could be killed easily.

hum!

Just as it was thinking.

A very slight sound of wind came from behind.

Glancing away.

It was the man in the Taoist robe. He had been wandering around the periphery before, but unexpectedly he had some tricks and came closer without anyone noticing.

He was seen holding a brass pestle in his hand.

But not a foot long.

But golden light was flowing on the brass pestle, and Buddhist secret symbols were intertwined, and the faint shadow of Buddha could be seen reflected.

The Taoist disciples' use of firearms was incomprehensible.

Now, another Tantric ritual instrument has appeared.

For a moment, even though the old dragon was knowledgeable, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"The Tao is not the Tao, and the monk is not the monk."

"Isn't this kind of behavior a rebellion against the teachings of the Confucian school?"

His eyes darkened, the old dragon didn't even bother to look at him, he just rolled up his tail and lashed out fiercely.

in a blink.

Then he appeared outside Partridge Whistle.

The vajra in his hand had already been completely refined by him. The only pity was that he had never practiced Tantric techniques, so it was difficult for him to unleash its full power.

but……

even so.

The Buddha carved on the vajra can still be summoned by him and borrow his power.

Sensing the surging demonic energy, the vajra emitted even brighter golden light, and the shadow of the Buddha reflected in it seemed to become more solid in an instant.

Slowly extend your hand.

Shoot at the dragon.

boom!

One gold and one black, two completely different energies suddenly collided. There was a loud bang, like thunder, and the two were actually at a stalemate.

Seeing this, the old dragon couldn't help but snorted coldly.

In an instant, black evil energy rolled up and broke the deadlock.

The black fog suddenly gained the upper hand.

The golden code quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The shadow of the Buddha sitting cross-legged behind Partridge Whistle was crackling and countless cracks appeared in an instant, like a piece of broken porcelain. One could even clearly hear the crisp shattering sound.

Cracks are everywhere.

Finally, the porcelain shattered and the shadow disappeared.

Partridge Whistle felt as if struck by lightning. His body trembled, and the next moment, he was like a kite with a broken string, and was swept backwards by the evil spirit.

"Brother!"

"Brother, be careful."

Seeing this, two exclamations rang out almost at the same time.

"Don't worry about me."

However, Partridge Whistle did not crash into the cliff of the mountain forest as imagined. Instead, he reacted extremely quickly. While still in mid-air, he stretched out his hand to pull out the umbrella and opened it with a swish.

The sweeping downward momentum stopped suddenly.

When he landed, he pressed lightly on a certain spot on the umbrella handle with his finger, and the umbrella instantly folded up. He then quickly took out a pill from his pocket, tilted his head back and swallowed it in one gulp.

Although he is not Taoist Zhu Dan.

But it is also made of great medicine.

As soon as the pill entered his stomach, he felt the medicinal power transform into a powerful hot current, flowing through his limbs and meridians, clearing the blood clots in his chest.

Partridge Whistle let out a long breath.

The face, as white as gold paper, gradually turned rosy.

Look up.

The white ape, Yang Fang and the red girl had already approached and surrounded and killed them.

Hua Ling is responsible for raiding the formation.

She was not good at fighting, and the mirror umbrella was mostly used for self-defense.

But there are many secret techniques in the mountain-moving school.

At this moment, only a white figure was seen moving back and forth, and from time to time medicinal powder and poison pills were shot towards the old dragon, exploding with a bang in front of it.

The old dragon had to deal with three people attacking him at close range at the same time.

Also beware of poisons at all times.

Almost without exception, they are all made from ground, highly poisonous herbs that are hard to find in the world.

Even if it's just a little bit of contamination.

Flesh and blood can melt in an instant.

In the past, when traveling around the world, Hua Ling had never tried these methods, but since the trip to Pingshan, she had seen the six-winged centipede and the poisonous creatures in the cracks in the ground on the shady side of the mountain.

Then began to explore slowly.

During each of her subsequent long journeys, she would specially collect various herbs.

Now it finally comes in handy.

Even though the poison was not fatal to the old dragon, it was enough to restrain him.

The old foreigner continued to sit on the high ground.

The buzzing sound of the bowstring continued to sound, drowning out the sound of the falling rain.

The previous three arrows taught him that it would be difficult to break the old dragon's scales, so when he drew the bow and pulled the string again, he aimed specifically at its eyes.

The old dragon was annoyed by the two senior brothers and sisters.

He wished he could cut the two men into pieces and chew them up and swallow them bite by bite.

But as soon as it moved, the three people around it, no, to be more precise, three people and one monster went crazy and tried their best to stop it.

Partridge Whistle, who had recovered from his injuries, had also rejoined the fight.

If you fight alone.

The old dragon is confident that no one can be its match.

But the few people did not give it a chance to be alone. They formed a formation and attacked in a staggered manner, and managed to keep it there.

hum!

Another cold light broke through the air.

Sharp as the sun.

It arrives in a flash with terrifying momentum.

Surrounded by Partridge Whistle and the other two, the old dragon seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, unable to move. With no choice but to close his eyes, the iron arrow shot onto its scales with a thud and sparks flew everywhere.

"good chance……"

Take advantage of the moment when it closes its eyes.

Yuan Hong's heart skipped a beat.

Take a deep breath.

Holding the iron rod, he jumped up, stepped on the old dragon's body, and in a few seconds he jumped onto its back.

Wait until the old dragon notices it.

Its feet had already grasped the gaps in its scales tightly, and no matter how it shook, it could not throw Yuan Hong out, as if it had taken root.

The white ape did not hesitate.

He aimed at the wound on the old dragon's back that had not yet healed and hit it hard with a stick.

"Ow—"

pain!

Severe pain that penetrates into the marrow.

It instantly swept across the old dragon's body.

Even though its skin was thick and tough, the sword that Chen Yulou had just struck not only cut through its scales, but the remaining sword intent was still constantly devouring its flesh and blood.

He mobilized all his demonic energy and was able to barely block the sword intent.

This blow broke the balance in an instant.

The sword energy broke through the evil spirit and rushed into the flesh and blood, cutting off the tendons and bones. The old dragon felt so painful that he raised his head and let out a shrill roar.

"what happened?"

"Where does the roar come from?"

"It should be thunder, right?"

The dragon's roar pierced through the heavy rain and echoed throughout the entire Junshan Island.

In Dongting Temple.

A group of bored guys were sitting around a fire, warming themselves and chatting.

Suddenly hearing the roar, they could no longer sit still. They all stood up and gathered at the gate, looking at the black clouds above their heads which not only did not dissipate, but also the rain which was getting heavier.

Everyone could not help but look at each other.

"I heard that there is a dragon in Dongting Lake that can transform into a dragon by walking on the water. Could it be..."

at last.

A dark-skinned man stammered.

As soon as he said this, the faces of the people around him suddenly turned ugly.

To be honest, they had thought about this idea before. The situation today was obviously wrong, starting from the moment the chief suddenly ordered them not to step out of the temple gate.

Strange things seem to be happening one after another.

Suddenly the weather changed, it started to rain heavily, and now there was a strange roar of beasts.

There is something weird in every single one of them.

About the dragon in Dongting Lake.

They have been on the island for more than half a year and have heard it countless times.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"If you have nothing to do, just go back to sleep."

Just when everyone was thinking about it.

A roar like thunder suddenly rang in my ears.

Old Uncle Jiu, holding his pipe, glanced at everyone with a fierce look.

The guys didn't dare to say anything more and scattered like birds and beasts. In the blink of an eye, Uncle Jiu was the only one left in the huge front hall.

Step on the threshold.

He picked up a ball of tobacco from the pipe, lit it and took a deep breath.

However, he did not look as relaxed as usual.

On the contrary, the sadness between his brows was so deep that it couldn't be dispelled at all.

Exhale smoke slowly.

Look up in the direction of the main peak.

Since it got dark, the thunder never stopped and the rain poured down like water. There was an indescribable feeling of depression between heaven and earth.

Something happened.

Uncle Jiu actually understood it in his heart.

We can see some clues from the young shopkeeper and those guys called kidnapper.

He has lived to an old age and has not seen it, so how could he not have heard of it?

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Moreover, it is said that there will always be demons in troubled times.

It's hard to say whether this is true.

He frowned and almost couldn't help himself several times. He wanted to take his sword and hunting bow and go over in the rain to take a look.

But the young shopkeeper has ordered that no matter what you hear or see, you must not step out of the temple gate. If he says so, there must be a reason for it.

He could only suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Waiting quietly.

Waiting for the heavy rain to stop.

By then, the clouds will naturally clear and the blue sky will appear.

Beyond the sight obscured by rain, dark clouds and mountain fog.

Under the cliff.

The fighting continues.

The old dragon grinned, and knocked away the three people in front of it. Then it turned its head and glared fiercely at the white ape that was lying behind it and still desperately raising its stick to smash it down. The murderous aura instantly reached its peak.

Just a wild monkey in the mountains.

Little monster.

Dare to do something to it.

It’s simply courting death!

The old dragon, in great rage, didn't even look at the people who were knocked away and then leaped over, nor the three iron arrows that came instantly from above his head. It opened its bloody mouth and bit Yuan Hong fiercely.

boom--

Shrouded in evil spirit.

The white ape felt as if it was fixed in place.

The limbs are stiff and completely out of control.

In the corner of my eye, I saw a bloody mouth whistling towards me, its sharp teeth like a hacksaw emitting a cold light. Before it got close, a disgusting smell of blood was already overwhelmed.

In the rain in the distance.

The faces of the people who rushed over were full of anxiety and anger.

See this.

Yuan Hong just felt a buzzing in his head.

My mind sank to the bottom in an instant.

I have finally cultivated myself into a demon body, and have not yet completely refined the remains of the mandrill. Could I die halfway through?

but.

Just when that bloody mouth was about to bite it.

Suddenly, a phoenix cry piercing the clouds and splitting the rocks came from the rain curtain above.

Simultaneously.

A dark shadow covered the sky.

As if tearing open the void, it appeared in front of it in an instant.

"Rofu?!"