UGB Chapter 578: The world-destroying demon commands the world! (Please vote at the end of the month)
Chapter 578: The world-destroying demon commands the world! (Please vote at the end of the month)
Chapter 578: The Demon Who Destroys the World, Commands the World! (Ask for tickets at the end of the month~)
"Brother, let me open the way for you."
Taiwei took a step forward, and the ancient sword on her waist came out of her body with a clang. The surging sword energy flew like an angry dragon and hit the stone statue in front of her.
Surprisingly, these stone statues were not resurrected, but were washed to pieces and shattered into pieces under the long river of sword energy.
Li Daoxuan stepped forward and stepped over these stones.
Whoa!
The stones scattered on the ground quickly reorganized, and once again condensed into terracotta warriors and horses, surrounded Li Daoxuan, and the weapons in his hands were cracked, revealing the flickering cold light inside.
"Senior brother be careful!"
Just as Tai Wei was about to raise her sword to help, she saw a flash of purple thunder, and a roaring sound of thunder echoed in the mountains, scaring away countless birds and beasts.
In an instant, those terracotta warriors and horses exploded in unison, and were hit by a strong air wave on the stone wall, turning into debris on the ground.
The purple lightning in Li Daoxuan's eyes disappeared, and the fluttering green robe returned to calmness and was spotless.
He walked quietly towards the bronze coffin. Although the steps were not big, it was like the universe moved, shrinking to an inch. In a few steps, he crossed the entire underground palace and arrived at the altar.
hum!
As if feeling the threat, the ancient bronze coffin trembled more violently, and the faint roar sounded like muffled thunder, like the roar of a tiger, which made people shudder and feel as if they were sitting on pins and needles.
Li Daoxuan sneered, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the coffin.
That slender hand that was as long as jade seemed to be extremely heavy, and its skin was as translucent as glass, flowing with streams of fairy light, which actually stopped the trembling of the bronze coffin.
An astonishing demonic intention as deep as an abyss and as domineering as fire came from the coffin, trying to pour into Li Daoxuan's Lingtai Yuanshen.
The Tiandun sword intent turned into a pure Yang magic sword, ready to go, trying to cut off this magic intent, but was stopped by Li Daoxuan.
He just wanted to confirm the origin of the person in the coffin.
In the midst of howling ghosts and gods, Li Daoxuan came to a world full of blood, magma spewed out from the ground, blood rained from the sky, mountains collapsed, and great cities were burned.
The corpses of countless civilians were abandoned on the side of the road, most of them were mutilated, hands and feet were piled up, heads were like mountains, and mosquitoes and flies were everywhere.
At the city gate, Li Daoxuan saw two large characters.
Chang'an!
With a shudder in his heart, he immediately understood that these were the killing intent of the devil. If the devil in this coffin was born, the world would usher in a catastrophe, and even the prosperous Chang'an City would not be able to escape.
Is this a god who wants to destroy the world?
Li Daoxuan was suddenly a little surprised. You must know that he had already guessed the identity of this demon, but now looking at this scene, he was a little unsure.
If that person is really the one, he probably won’t destroy the world...
"Who are you? Why do you insist on destroying the world?"
Li Daoxuan's soul moved and conveyed his consciousness.
But no answer was received, the turbulent evil energy condensed into a huge golden knife, faintly accompanied by the sound of a tiger roaring, and slashed towards Li Daoxuan!
"cut!"
Since Li Daoxuan couldn't communicate, a gleam of sword light flashed across Li Daoxuan's eyes, and as he pinched the sword seal with his hands, a loud and clear sword sound resounded from the Chunyang Magic Sword, bursting out with thousands of rays of light.
It was like a rising sun, and the hot sword light instantly dispelled those evil spirits.
Clang!
The sword light flashed, and the golden knife shattered.
Li Daoxuan returned to the real world. The ancient bronze coffin had completely calmed down, and the evil spirit lingering on it had weakened a lot.
It feels cold to the touch, and the mottled green marks on it can make people feel the vicissitudes of time.
"Brother!"
Taiwei stood by his side holding a sword, with a hint of worry in her eyes.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Li Daoxuan stared at the ancient bronze coffin in front of him, sighed softly, his eyes were a bit complicated.
"You were considered a hero during your lifetime. As the saying goes, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Why should you be so resentful and want to destroy the world?"
The coffin shook slightly, as if to refute his words.
Li Daoxuan shook his head and sighed: "In this case, I can only destroy you completely."
He took Taiwei Yingying back, distanced himself from the coffin, and then squeezed the thunder seal, the mysterious words in "Dongxuan Yushu Thunderbolt Dafa" echoed in his mind.
"Unify the sky 36, the nine heavens are becoming universal. Transform into the ten directions, spread the chanting scriptures. Howling wind whips the sun and the moon, and subdues all demon spirits. Helps the ghosts of the long night, and thunderbolts will be born for ten thousand years!"
It is still Longhu Mountain's Thunder Technique, but with the blessing of "Dongxuan Yushu Thunder Technique", its power is doubled.
Boom!
Five thunderbolts fell from the clear sky, in five colors: red, white, green, purple and gold, each with its own power, some were as majestic as heaven, some were as thick as mountains, and some were shaped like dragons...
These are the five thunders of heaven, earth, water, dragon, and Sheling, the strongest thunder in the world, and the highest supernatural power in the rectification of the five thunders of the gods!
boom! ! !
The sky and the earth were full of lightning, and the newly recovered terracotta warriors were immediately shattered by the aftermath of the thunder and fire, and the entire underground palace became scorched black.
After a full nine breaths, the terrifying thunder force finally calmed down.
"Senior brother, I'm afraid that after many times in the entire Longhu Mountain, only the master can compare with you in thunder skills. Even among the heavenly masters of all generations, your thunder skills are definitely outstanding!"
Taiwei couldn't help but admired.
Although she has not practiced thunder method, as a true disciple of Longhushan, she still has some understanding of thunder method. The strength displayed by her senior brother at this moment has reached the highest level of five thunders. Even Zhang Jiuxiao in the past, It is also far behind.
Each of the five thunderbolts attracted by the wave of his hand was enough to threaten the power of the Yang God Realm!
But Li Daoxuan's eyes were serious, and he didn't show any joy.
The thunder light dissipated, and on the scorched altar, the ancient bronze coffin was still intact, even the moss on it was safe and sound.
The coffin trembled slightly, as if laughing at Li Daoxuan's overestimation of his capabilities.
"Brother, let me try!"
Taiwei's sword pupils turned sideways, sharpness flickered, the ancient sword in her hand made a sound of dragon chant, and a bright sword light emerged, and flew to the sky above the clouds with a whistling sound.
As she continued to form seals, a huge sword tip slowly emerged from the clouds.
"cut!"
The giant sword of flowing light like a mountain dropped from the clouds, like a sword of the gods left in the world. It was wrapped with endless sword energy and crashed into the small bronze coffin like a tsunami.
boom!
The long wind blew, the land sank, the altar was instantly torn apart, huge cracks spread in the underground rock formation, and the entire Yinshan mountain range trembled slightly.
Li Daoxuan's eyes brightened, the sword of junior sister is quite new.
But unfortunately, after the smoke cleared, the ancient bronze coffin was still unscathed, not even a trace of a sword mark, and it was unknown what material it was made of.
"Brother, what should we do?"
Tai Wei frowned, even she felt a little helpless.
Li Dao
With a wave of his palm, many paper cranes appeared in front of his eyes, flapping their wings and flying in circles.
"Then gather the power of the strongest in the world and destroy this demon together!"
"We can't let Longhushan take care of everything."
……
Three days later.
Maoshan.
Since Tao Hongjing, a famous Taoist priest in the Southern Dynasties, retired here and taught the Tao, the Maoshan School has become more and more prosperous. In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it was as famous as Longhu Mountain, and they were the leaders of the Taoism.
Even though it is dawn, there are already pilgrims entering the mountain to offer incense and worship devoutly.Only half of the most famous three palaces and five temples in Maoshan are open to the public, and the rest are practice places for disciples and elders of the sect.
Especially the Baiyun Temple on the highest terrain is the place where spiritual energy from all directions gathers, and many high-level hermits of the Maoshan School often practice in seclusion.
"Mom, there's a paper crane over there!"
A child raised his head inadvertently and saw a paper crane flying in the air, and hurriedly called to his mother who was offering incense in the hall.
The middle-aged Taoist priest on the side stared intently, and snorted coldly: "How dare you show off mere Taoism in Maoshan?"
He made a hand and chanted a mantra, with his palms facing the sky. He heard a rumble of thunder, and a slender blue lightning fell from the sky and struck towards the paper crane.
Taoism, palm thunder!
Seeing this scene, the pilgrims were amazed and praised the Taoist priest as a living god.
There was a hint of complacency in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest. In fact, he had already recognized that it was the sound transmission talisman in the Taoist sect, but the direction the paper crane flew was Baiyun Temple, an important place of the sect, so naturally he could not let it enter at will.
Boom!
The green thunder struck the paper crane, but to everyone's surprise, the paper crane burst out with immortal light, and opened its mouth to swallow the thunder.
Then speak out.
"Little Taoist, that's it?"
The middle-aged Taoist was stunned for a moment. The paper crane...swallowed his palm thunder and even spoke?
Is this not Taoism, but becoming a spirit?
But he didn't know that this paper crane contained a piece of Li Daoxuan's magical power. Although it was not much, it was still difficult for ordinary monks to match.
"Monster, don't be presumptuous!"
Anger flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest, and then he waved the dust whisk in his hand, and was about to cast another spell, but at this moment, rainbow lights burst out from the Baiyun Temple, turning into countless figures standing in the sky.
"Master Mingyuan, Master Mingxin, Elder Qingweizi, Elder Qingxun..."
The middle-aged Taoist priest's pupils were shocked, because these characters who appeared were all famous masters and elders in the Maoshan Sect. They were all cultivated in the Yin Shen realm. Many of them had been in seclusion for many years and no longer took care of things.
When he saw the two leaders clearly, the middle-aged Taoist priest was even more shocked. He quickly bowed and bowed respectfully.
Of those two, one was wearing a simple Taoist robe, with white hair and a simple temperament, they were Elder Xuancheng who had been retreating in Maoshan for many years.
Back then, he turned the tide with the magical power of turning beans into soldiers, protected the Maoshan inheritance, and once beheaded the Xudu Ghost King in the Yellow Spring Realm together with the imperial teacher of the current dynasty. It is no exaggeration to say that he became famous all over the world.
Six years ago, Elder Xuancheng wanted to retreat and break through to the Yangshen realm, but now he didn't know whether he would succeed.
As for the other person, he was wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe, with hairpins inserted obliquely, with white eyebrows like snow, but his hair was as black as ink.
It is the Ye Zhangjiao of Maoshan!
It is also the only peerless master who can still shine brightly in the era of the old master.
The paper crane bloomed with fairy light and turned into a phantom.
Wearing a green lotus robe, with a purple green fairy gourd hanging from his waist, long hair like ink, rich and handsome, like a banished fairy descending to earth.
"No wonder Pindao feels something in his heart today. Seeing the purple air in the sky, it turns out that there are distinguished guests here."
Master Ye smiled and said in a gentle and kind voice.
On the ground, the middle-aged Taoist was stunned, and there was an uproar in his heart.
What is the identity of that young figure that allows the headmaster of the Maoshan Sect and the masters and elders to come out to greet him in person?
Just then, a voice sounded.
"That man... seems to be our Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty!"
"That's right, I went to Chang'an to do business, and there is a statue of the national teacher there, it's exactly the same!"
"National Preceptor, National Preceptor has come to Maoshan!"
The pilgrims in the mountains became very excited, and bowed down to Li Daoxuan's figure one after another, more pious than offering incense in the temple.
After all, there are only clay statues of immortals in the palace, but the national teacher is a living immortal standing in front of his eyes!
Li Daoxuan's prestige among the people is so high that it even surpasses many gods. After all, if he had not been in charge of the Tang Dynasty, there would not have been the current peaceful and prosperous age.
The middle-aged Taoist who took action just now was excited and frightened. He just...had taken action against the Imperial Master?
It's no wonder that just a piece of communication paper crane can easily break the thunder in the palm of his 30 years of painstaking practice. He really deserves to be a living legend and a walking myth.
……
Tubo, Tantra, Vajra Temple.
The ninth generation master Zhizang is sitting under the ancient tree, meditating and practicing. The setting sun shines on his red cassock, as if it is covered with a layer of Buddha's light, making it solemn.
Ever since Li Daoxuan smashed King Ming's dharma form thousands of miles away last time, he has been hit hard, practicing hard day and night, and has been enlightened under the tree for many days.
Perhaps because of his epiphany, streams of Buddha's light arose in the back of his head, faintly like a halo.
This miraculous scene shocked the disciples in the temple.
"Master is worthy of being a rare genius in our lineage of Tantric sect in a thousand years. I think he is about to become a Buddha!"
"The master's cultivation is beyond what we can speculate..."
"Do you think the current guru can beat that Li Daoxuan?"
Master Zhizang, who had just entered Yangshen, went to the Tang Dynasty. He wanted to give the Tang Dynasty a show of strength and show off the style of the new Tubo master, but he did not want to be defeated miserably at the hands of Li Daoxuan.
Now that he is aware of his shame and then becomes brave, and his cultivation is brave and diligent, the disciples of Konggang Temple all feel that Master Zhizang is no less than Li Daoxuan.
At this moment, a paper crane flew from the clouds and hovered over the Vajra Temple.
Zhizang, who had entered meditation practice, immediately opened his eyes and looked at the paper crane.
The figure of Li Daoxuan reappeared, standing above the clouds, with his hands behind his back, his eyes staring at him, his voice was clear and powerful, and he was full of energy.
"At the beginning of the decisive battle between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks, Tubo wanted to send troops to attack the Tang Dynasty. Although it stopped halfway, it also offended Tianwei!"
When the monks heard the words, their complexions changed immediately.
Could it be that Datang's revenge is coming so soon?
Zhizang is still calm. If the other party really wants to raise an army to punish him, he will definitely not show up with just a trace of his soul.
Sure enough, Li Daoxuan's voice continued to sound.
"Since Tubo is my vassal state of the Tang Dynasty, it should obey orders. Zhizang, I will ask you to go to Yinshan Mountain immediately to fight for the Tang Dynasty and make up for your mistakes."
When the monks heard the words, they immediately exploded.
"Why, the master is from Tubo, and he will only obey Zanpu's orders!"
"That's right, you are too bullying!"
"What are you afraid of? At worst, let's fight him!"
Faced with these accusations, Li Daoxuan snorted coldly, like a thunderclap, it rang all the twelve big bells in the King Kong Temple, and silenced all the monks for a moment.
He was not as polite to the Tubo people as he was to the masters of the Maoshan sect.
"Either go to Yinshan Mountain, or Pindao's real body comes to Tubo for a visit."
After a pause, Li Daoxuan's voice was calm, but there was an indescribable domineering tone.
"At that time, Pindao will demolish your Vajra Temple and roast the arowana from the holy lake, just to use it for drinking."
Zhizang was silent for a long time, and finally took action. However, he did not take action as the monks expected. Instead, he sighed softly and stood up to salute.
"Zhizang of King Kong Temple, obey... the order of the Great Tang State Teacher."
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(End of this chapter)