Netherworld Immortal

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"Hear the stick monk of Fu Motang, and follow me to suppress the three demon heads." Monk Jiuheng showed fierce eyes, and raised his arms high, the copper rings on his arms rattled.

After more than a hundred stick monks listened to the order, they all urged the subduing demon formation, and the powerful formation instantly suppressed the three demon venerables surrounded in the middle.

The physical performance of the three Demon Lords was suppressed by the power of the formation from the peak of the second level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm to the level of the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

And Monk Jiuheng and Monk Jiuku are the real peaks of the second level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.In this way, the three Demon Lords are at a disadvantage in terms of cultivation regardless of whether they are facing the opposite Monk Jiuheng or Monk Jiuku, so that the three of them dare not act rashly.

The Purple Blood Demon Venerable said angrily: "It's another move."

Zifeng Mozun said sharply: "These thieves and monks are really annoying, this time I must kill them more to relieve my hatred."

Ziying Mozun frowned slightly and said: "Everyone of us is at a relatively disadvantaged body now, we must protect the clone of Lord Demon Lord."

The three demon masters finished the characters and protected the demon master's avatar "Monk Jiuchi".

Yasha Cangyue glanced at the two menacing big monks on the opposite side, her eyes fell on Monk Jiuheng, and she quickly calculated in her heart: "This big monk Jiuheng is the key to the magic formation. If it can be broken, the crisis can be resolved.”

Having made a judgment, Yasha Cangyue's eyes turned cold, and she said coldly: "Monk Jiuheng, let me, Shadow Left Envoy, teach you about your Buddhist skills."

After the words fell, Yasha Cangyue urged her body, and pinched out a strange formula with both hands.Above the fingertips, a band of black spiritual light whirled non-stop.

Then, Yasha Cangyue turned her hands into sword fingers and tapped the four orifices on her chest a few times.

With the finger down, the entrances on his four key acupoints instantly opened.

A powerful, sealed power of the ghost way suddenly radiated from Yasha Cangyue's body.A swirling black spiritual power overflowed from his body surface, slapping the void like a whip.

At the same time, circles of dark soul fluctuations spread from Yasha Cangyue's feet. Wherever they passed, Yin Qi rolled and ghosts hovered, as if the underworld had descended.

At this moment, Yasha Cangyue, although there is no obvious change in the facial features, there is a dark Yasha ghost pattern on each side of the face, exuding the breath of the great ghost king.

The dark green pine robes flew up behind him, and he looked like a war god Yasha from the underworld.

But seeing an afterimage behind Yasha Cangyue, he rushed towards the opposite Monk Jiuheng.

At this moment, a emerald green light flashed, and a thin figure stood in front of Monk Jiuheng, it was Monk Jiuku.

"Junior Brother, leave this person to me to deal with. You can lead the stick monks in the Subduing Demon Formation to deal with the three demon heads." Monk Jiuku said loudly.

"That's good. Brother, be careful." Monk Jiuheng responded.

Monk Jiuku clasped his hands together, and as soon as he urged his body, a tall dead tree suddenly appeared behind him.

There is not a leaf on the dead tree, but there are pale golden runes wandering on the surface.

As monk Jiuku blessed the power of the technique, the surface of the huge dead tree behind him grew green branches and leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye, flourishing in a blink of an eye, emitting a powerful wood spirit breath.

"Buddhism - the art of withering glory!"

Impressively, Monk Jiuku's seemingly thin and short body erupted with wood-attribute power, circles of green vine light and shadow stretched and spread under his feet, and the soul domain had already materialized.

"The kung fu of this shadow leftist is a mutated ghost kung fu, which should not be underestimated. If I don't show some real skills, I'm afraid I won't have a chance of winning." Monk Jiuku judged in his heart.

The next moment, Monk Jiuku was fighting with Yasha Cangyue.

The fists and kicks of the two clashed, causing circles of spiritual power fluctuations visible to the naked eye.

In just a few rounds, Yasha Cangyue had an estimate of Monk Jiuku's combat power.

"Monk Jiuku is worthy of being the top eminent monk of the Golden Buddha Temple. His

The combat power is by no means inferior to me.If I continue to fight with him like this, the three Demon Lords whose skills are suppressed by the formation on the other side will definitely fall into a disadvantage.It seems that the only way to do it is to use the Yaksha's three changes. "

Yasha Cangyue leaned back, pinched out a strange formula with both hands, above the fingertips, green fire lines swam, and in a blink of an eye, a magic seal with the head of a "Yasha Ghost" with green fire hair appeared.The seal is only three inches in size, but it is solid and real, as if a real yaksha ghost head is alive.

The dharma seal on the head of the "Yasha Ghost" floated upwards, reaching the height of Yasha Cangyue's chin.Yasha Cangyue's eyes flashed with determination, she opened her mouth and sucked it in, a golden light rolled out, and actually sucked the "Yasha Ghost" seal into her mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Yasha Cangyue's body shook, and a circle of green ghost flames burst out from his body, and his hair also turned into a green flame like a Yasha ghost.

He looked more like a yaksha ghost from the underworld.And his physical aura became more violent and enthusiastic.

Cackling, Yasha Cangyue's shoulder bones creaked.

There were two puffs, and as two groups of green flames ignited around his neck, on his shoulders, on the left and right, there were two more heads that were identical to his own.

"Secret method - three transformations of Yasha!"

Yasha Cangyue's figure was divided into three parts, and three identical Yaksha Cangyue's physical bodies appeared.The three figures swayed back and forth quickly, and when they stood firmly again, they couldn't tell which one was the main body.

Without stopping for a moment, the three bodies of Yasha Cangyue pinched the formula at the same time, chanting the mantra in unison: "Silver moon hides shadows, ghosts and gods are invisible, Yasha changes three times..."

hum!

For a while, a huge silver moon dharma appeared in midair.In the silver moon method, the face of a yaksha ghost with green flame hair is looming.

"Before, this person used this trick to restrain the physical body of "Junior Brother Jiuchi". You must be careful." Just when Yasha Cangyue activated the "Yasha Three Changes" spell, Jiuku monk guessed immediately I made a rough idea.

Yasha Cangyue's silver-moon dharma phase cast a large swirling silver light, and a bright silver barrier covered the Jiuku monk on the opposite side.

The three bodies of Yasha Cangyue turned into large groups of silver light spots and disappeared under the moonlight at the same time, and everything became strangely quiet.

Monk Jiuku's complexion suddenly became embarrassing, the falling silver moonlight directly penetrated the soul domain defense outside his body, and invaded his soul like ice water.

"It's such a powerful power of ghosts and gods." Monk Jiuku exclaimed inwardly, he truly felt that the kung fu body was instantly imprisoned by a cold force.

The next moment, in the three directions outside Monk Jiuku's body, a group of silver light spots suddenly appeared.The silver light converged, revealing the bodies of three Yasha Cangyue.

Shot!

Each of the three bodies of Yasha Cangyue stretched out a palm.Without a sound, he grabbed Monk Jiuku's shoulder.

At this moment, a strange scene happened.

A group of emerald green light spots radiated from the surface of Monk Jiuku's body.The spot of light converged, and Monk Jiuku's body turned into a complete dead tree.It's like a human figure carved from a piece of dead wood, without a trace of breathing and soul power fluctuations.

boom! boom! boom!

The outstretched palms of Yasha Cangyue's three clones firmly grasped the dead wood.

On the surface of the piece of dead wood, countless dry vines drilled out, entangled the arms of the three bodies tightly, and it was already impossible to break free.

Puff puff!

The three clones of Yasha Cangyue turned into three green flames, which rolled and dissipated.

In one place in the void, the water rippled together, and a palm-sized silver moon-shaped light ball appeared.

"Huh?" Yasha Cangyue's face was reflected on the silver moonlight ball, "This Jiuku monk's wood escape technique is so brilliant, he escaped in time when he was hit by my Yasha three-transformation technique."

At this moment, on the opposite side of the void where Yinyue appeared, water rippled together, and a branch of green rattan drilled out.The green rattan twisted, weaving a human-shaped face, which was exactly the same as the facial features of Monk Jiuku.

Wisteria

There was a flash of inspiration in the eyes of the head, and the eyes were opened, shrewd and transparent.

"Since your Excellency likes illusion, let me, Monk Jiuku, fight with you."

The next moment, the ball of rattan and the ball of silver moonlight collided with each other in the void, just like the battle between Monk Jiuku and Yasha Cangyue.

Boom boom boom... boom boom boom...

The two collided with each other, and a wind of hundreds of feet was blown up, which was strange and shocking.

There are many fighting methods among monks, but it is rare to fight after transforming the body.

boom!

The rattan ball collided with the silver moonlight ball at full speed, exploding a swirling halo, sweeping across the void like the shadow of a hundred-foot sword.

The two groups of light and shadow converged, and the bodies of Monk Jiuku and Yasha Cangyue reappeared.

"Monk Jiuku, I have learned." Yasha Cangyue said.

"Shadow Zuoshi, we haven't decided the winner yet." Monk Jiuku said coldly.

The figures of the two are entangled again, and they are inseparable.

On the other side, Monk Jiuheng also launched an attack.

However, the target of Monk Jiuheng's attack was the body of the demon master's avatar "Monk Jiuchi" who was closing his eyes and crossing his knees to adjust his breath.

"It's an unforgivable crime for this guy to take away the body of brother abbot." Cursing in his heart, Monk Jiuheng rushed forward with a flash.

Seeing this, Demon Lord Purple Blood, Demon Lord Purple Wind and Demon Lord Purple Shadow immediately stood in front of the demon master's avatar.

The Purple Blood Demon Lord was the first to meet him.

There were streaks of purple primordial demonic aura flying around his body.In the flying scroll's primordial demonic aura, strips of purple runes twisted and shone endlessly, their shapes extremely majestic.

Purple light flying shot, purple talisman flying leaf, purple blood madman.

The powerful magic blood field scattered, and wherever it passed, purple blood frenzy and purple lightning rolled, fully showing the powerful level of a monk in the heavenly tribulation realm.But at this moment, he can only play at the level of the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, which pales in comparison with the peak level of the second level of the opposite monk Jiuheng.

With the improvement of the "Purple Blood Demon Lord", purple magic lines appeared on his exposed arms, and the power of his body suddenly strengthened.

The Purple Blood Demon Venerable said loudly: "The thief monk, first ask me if the Purple Blood Demon Venerable agrees with his fist."

On the surface of his fist, the color of purple blood rolled and condensed, revealing a huge purple lion's head. The purple lion's head was solid and solid, with bloody teeth, as if it came from a demon realm, causing the surrounding void to faintly collapse.

"Fist - Devil Lion Roar!"

Punch out!

Roar!

Monk Jiuheng narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Whoever blocks me will die!"

Monk Jiuheng swung his fist, and a lifelike golden Arhat appeared, accompanied by a shocking Sanskrit sound. It was the "Great Sanskrit Sound Arhat Boxing" he was good at.

boom!

The wind of the fist exploded, and the purple lion's form illusory from the Zixue Demon Venerable's fist was suppressed by Monk Jiuheng's Great Sanskrit Arhat Fist in just a split second.

The purple lion let out a wail, turning into a tumbling purple blood and collapsing into nothingness.

At this moment, the skills of the three Demon Venerables were suppressed by the Demon Subduing Formation, and they could only display the level of the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. It's a lot worse.

And Monk Jiuheng relied on the blessing of the Demon Subduing Formation to perform even more powerfully.As one ebbs and the other rises, Monk Jiuheng's advantages are brought into full play.

With just one punch, Demon Venerable Purple Blood was defeated by Monk Jiuheng.The Purple Blood Demon Venerable flew upside down dozens of feet away, kneeling on one knee, the corner of his mouth was stained red, his body was trembling, and he couldn't gather his strength.

Next, Mozun Zifeng and Mozun Ziying were knocked down one after another by Monk Jiuheng's Great Sanskrit Arhat Fist.

The three Demon Venerables were all severely injured, and they have no ability to fight back for the time being.

Monk Jiuheng looked at the body of the demon master clone "Monk Jiuchi" who was still sitting cross-legged, with a complex expression on his face and tears streaming from his eyes.

"Brother, don't blame me for hurting your body."

Monk Jiuheng raised his fist high.