True Immortal of the Netherworld

The purple sun is in the sky, the light is like a white blade, making people afraid to look directly.

In the Blue Fire Demon Realm, at the entrance of an unknown canyon, two figures were wrapped in two groups of light blue mist, approaching quickly.

It was Fan and Cai, two elite disciples from Qinglian Dojo who were on their way in a hurry.

"The terrain ahead is narrow, so you and I should slow down and behave slowly." Senior Brother Fan suggested.

Having learned the lesson from the last time they were blocked and attacked by Qingshui people, the two of them were more cautious along the way.

"That's fine." Junior Brother Cai responded.

The two of them removed their escape skills, and the light blue mist on their bodies disappeared. As they walked forward, they observed their surroundings.

The rock walls on both sides of the canyon are so steep that they seem to fall down at any time.

The high purple sun casts light into the canyon. Blocked by the mountain walls, it is half bright and half dark.

"Senior Brother Fan, logically speaking, this Green Fire Demon Realm is also an area on the Zhongyuan Continent. How come the sun in the sky turns purple when it reaches here?" Junior Brother Cai raised his head and glanced at the purple sun in the sky.

"Is this it? It is said that the location of the Green Fire Demon Realm was originally a necessary place from the Western Region of Zhongyuan Continent to the Northern Region, and it was also the place where the Demon Clan of the Western Region made their fortune. As for why the sun in the sky is purple, I am afraid it is the Western Region. It’s an unknown secret of the demon clan,” Senior Brother Fan explained.

"This time the seal of the Glazed Fire Dao on the outer edge of the Green Fire Demon Realm has loosened. Could it be a trap set by the demons?" Junior Brother Cai continued to ask.

"So what? Thousands of years ago, in the war between humans and demons in the Northern Region and the Western Region, our Qinglian Dojo made outstanding achievements. It was precisely because of that battle that our Qinglian Dojo's position as the Taoist leader in the entire Zhongyuan Continent was established "After a thousand years, even if the remnants of the demon clan in the Western Region are still there, there is nothing to fear." Senior Brother Fan said with an arrogant expression, as if he had participated in the war between humans and demons a thousand years ago.

After hearing this, Junior Brother Cai kept nodding his head and his chest straightened up.

At this moment, in front of Fan and Cai, a "boulder" as tall as one person suddenly moved.

"There's a situation!" Senior Brother Fan noticed the strange movement in front of him and immediately exclaimed.

At this moment, the boulder on the opposite side blurred, and a figure actually appeared.

That man was a great monk. He was dressed in apricot-colored Buddhist robes. He was as tall as a diamond, and his aura was as steady as a rock. Just by looking at him, he gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Senior Brother Fan glanced at the great monk who suddenly appeared across from him with his spiritual consciousness, and felt a little nervous. The cultivation level of this great monk was something he could not see clearly with his spiritual consciousness.

For cultivators, the spiritual consciousness of high-level monks is much stronger than that of low-level monks. Therefore, high-level monks can easily see clearly the cultivation of low-level monks. On the contrary, low-level monks cannot clearly see the specific cultivation of high-level monks.

At this time, the great monk opposite looked at the two of them expressionlessly, and the skirt of the wide Buddhist robes outside him did not move at all. It's like a stone carving, or a roadblock.

The great monk blocked the passage and seemed to have no intention of giving way to Fan and Cai. The atmosphere in the already narrow canyon became even more tense.

"The great monk opposite is probably at the Dao Ming realm, but he doesn't look like a member of the demon clan, but more like a monk from the Northern Territory. He probably came to the Green Fire Demon Territory to hunt for treasures. Is there someone in front of me? What kind of treasure can’t be made?”

Thinking of this, Senior Brother Fan said loudly: "This great monk, I don't know which sect you are a disciple of. What do you mean by blocking our way? We are the "Lingcang Dual Swords" of Qinglian Dojo. Please, please Please do it for your convenience.”

When decent people meet, they always like to give each other names in order to appear upright and honorable.

Fan and Cai are also somewhat famous elite disciples in Qinglian Dojo.

Several years ago, during the battle at Lingcang Mountain where the upright factions in the northern region joined forces to suppress the evil cultivators, Fan and Cai combined their swords and killed six powerful evil cultivators in one go. From then on, he became famous in one battle and was given the title Lingcang Double Swords.

"I am Qingyan Monk, one of the Three Sons of Vajra in the Golden Buddha Temple. I know the Qinglian Dojo, but I have never heard of the name "Lingcang Dual Swords". From now on, others will never hear of it again." "Qingyan Monk" had a cold look in his eyes and said in a bad tone.

At this time, the "Qingyan Monk" was still transformed into a thousand-faced ghost. As the right envoy of the shadow in the shadow organization, he has a very high status in the shadow organization.

"This time, I received the order from the Shadow Master to use my transformation technique to start harvesting the lives of the disciples of the major sects who entered the Green Fire Demonic Realm. I wanted to create hatred between the major sects and fight in the Qinghuo Demonic Realm. This way Shadow can achieve his goal. If the two idiots opposite who claim to be righteous are not disciples of Qinglian Dojo, I, the Thousand-faced Ghost, would not bother to waste time with them. In this case, I will save my life to make up for it. Right." The Thousand Faced Ghost who controlled Qingyan Monk thought to himself.

"Are you going to block the road and kill people! Our Qinglian Dojo and the Golden Buddha Temple have never had any disputes. I wonder why you are doing this?" Senior Brother Fan pointed at the great monk opposite and said angrily.

"The Golden Buddha Temple is also a well-known Buddhist sect. Our two brothers and sisters are also famous for the names of the Three Sons of Vajra. I didn't expect that Qingyan Monk, one of the Three Sons of Vajra, would do murder and seize treasures here. ." Junior Brother Cai also said with anger.

"I forgot to tell you. Not long ago, the Third Son of Vajra became the First Son of Vajra." Qingyan Monk looked sad, "Both of my junior brothers died during the treasure hunt. So, I feel No, I want to kill someone.”

"You are probably crazy. Your two junior brothers died unfortunately, but it has nothing to do with us. You kill people indiscriminately, which will cause enmity between the Golden Buddha Temple and the Qinglian Dojo." Senior Brother Fan said loudly.

"Only a lunatic could come up with such a lame reason for killing." Junior Brother Cai agreed.

"You say I'm crazy? Maybe so. In the killing place of the Green Fire Demon Realm, there is no need for a reason to kill. But because you are brothers, I pity you. I will only kill one of you today. "You two choose one for me to kill," "Qingyan Monk" said with a disapproving look.

"Humph! That's unreasonable!" Senior Brother Fan snorted coldly.

"Cang! Cang!"

Behind the two of them, in the silver sword case, two cold lights came out of their sheaths.

"Great monk, you may have arrogant cultivation skills, but my brothers and sisters are brothers and sisters. How can we tolerate such an insult from you?"

"Senior brother and I will advance and retreat together. If you have the ability, kill us all. Otherwise, let us use the Dao swords in our hands to save you, this crazy monk, so that you, the Third Son of King Kong, can be with you on the road to hell."

"Hahaha. Let's hurt each other." Qingyan Monk laughed.

"kill!"

Senior Brother Fan shouted, and the two senior brothers took action at the same time.

The Dao swords in the hands of the two men stabbed out, and the sword energy was breathed out, like a pair of blue dragons emerging from the water.

Swish, brush, brush!

The sword energy flew into the roaring waves, covering Qingyan Monk in it.

"Qingyan Monk" secretly activated his unique rock body. The surface of his arms was wrapped with brown aura, and his skin became as tough and rough as rock.

With both fists crossed, he fought with the two people opposite him.

Dang Dang Dang!

The sword edge landed on his arm, but sparks flew away.

Qingyan Monk's arms were like a pair of big hammers, open and closed, and extremely flexible. With one against two, he even gradually gained the upper hand due to his strength.

"Junior Brother Cai, the place in this canyon is too narrow, which is not conducive to the performance of our swordsmanship. We cannot fight with this crazy monk here for a long time. We should use thunderbolt methods to kill this guy." Senior Brother Fan saw that the momentum was not good and immediately sent a message. .

Fan and Cai made a feint and retreated seven or eight feet away.

They were side by side, one holding a sword in his left hand and the other holding a sword in his right hand. The two Dao swords were straight forward and stuck together, becoming one.

Immediately afterwards, circles of light blue soul power emitted from their feet. Miraculously, their soul power fluctuations matched perfectly, and their soul realms actually merged into one.

In an instant, the two people's martial arts auras continued to rise, and their Taoist robes flew like waves. The strength of the soul power fluctuations has exceeded the limit of Yuanhun Realm monks and is comparable to Daoming Realm monks.

Immediately, the two threw out the Dao swords in their hands.

The two Dao swords fit tightly together, turned around, and in an instant they were about ten feet in size.

"Sword Formation Double-flow Sword Slash!"

The next moment, the sword's edge was in full bloom, and the shadows of two hundred swords appeared out of thin air. The power of the sword array was suddenly overshadowed.

The heavy rain of sword array is terrifying!

The Qingyan monk on the opposite side saw this and showed no intention of retreating.

"Compete for soul power and use powerful moves. I, Qingyan Monk, will accompany you."

As soon as he finished speaking, circles of dark brown soul realms spread out from the Qingyan Monk's feet. The powerful soul power was like a huge boulder, rolling and crushing towards the surroundings. This is the rock field that Qingyan Monk is good at.

Miraculously, along the way to the rock domain, the rocks scattered on the ground collapsed into powder, and the spiritual power of the rocks was superimposed on the rock domain, making the power of the domain stronger and stronger.

At this time, the "Qingyan Monk" was like an angry mountain god, with a majestic momentum.

He squatted down, pressed his hands on the ground, and poured mana crazily into the rock realm.

"Dharma Earth Dragon Rock Dragon!"

Suddenly, in the rock realm, the rock and soil on the ground rolled like a tide.

"Ouch!"

With a dragon's roar, a rock dragon measuring dozens of feet rose into the sky, shaking off flying rocks. It was extremely spectacular.

The dragon of rocks is composed of tough rocks connected together. The dragon's horns, eyes, and claws are all very clear. The golden Sanskrit characters on the dragon's body are constantly flowing, as if it is wearing golden armor.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of explosions is endless.

For a moment, rocks flew everywhere, sword light splashed in all directions, and the strong wind struck back.

The mountain walls on both sides of the canyon were shaken by the shock waves of their moves, and the rocks slid down.

After a while, the power of each other's moves was exhausted, and both sides seemed evenly matched.

Fan and Cai looked at each other, and the sense of crisis in their hearts became even stronger.

Although the combined attack techniques of the two of them can improve their physical strength in a short period of time, enough to compete with Daoming realm monks, the burden on their bodies is also considerable. At this moment, both of them were exhausted mentally and physically sore. It would be impossible for them to activate their ultimate move again in a short time.

The Qingyan monk opposite had a normal look on his face and didn't seem to be feeling any discomfort.

"It seems that the disciples of Qinglian Dojo still have some abilities." "Qingyan Monk" couldn't help but praise. In fact, he didn't mean to praise Fan and Cai on the opposite side. Instead, he thought of Liu Haiyu, who was also a disciple of Qinglian Dojo. Before, he had a fight with Liu Haiyu. Although he did not use his full strength due to hiding his identity, he was forced to give up the ghost slave body of "Old Yushan Taoist". Liu Haiyu's strong performance left a deep impression on him.

"However, it seems that this is your limit. What I said still counts. If one of you two can be killed by me voluntarily, then I can let the remaining one live." "Qingyan Monk "Indifferent said.

"You crazy monk, this is just a dream."

Senior Brother Fan shouted loudly and took out the sword talisman with the Ruoshui sword pattern painted on the surface from his arms. It was the life-saving sword talisman Liu Haiyu left for the two of them.