Taoist chanting

Opportunities to scold a dragon king are rare.

He scolded heartily, his beast blood boiled, and he could blow it for a lifetime.

The viewer said that scolding is also a tactic, which is called "attacking the heart first". After all, he is trying to win the opportunity for the viewer. Of course, he can scold the dragon soul to death, which is a great achievement.

The sound of dragon chant sounded in the air, billowing black air surrounded the donkey who was scolding happily, and the dragon soul almost fainted from anger.

It is tolerable and unbearable.

He's going to press that cheap donkey to the ground and rub it hard!

Even the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came and couldn't stop his anger.

Yang Shuilan and Lezi who flew out from the Ziluo Pagoda were stunned, and then their eyelids twitched. The next time I go back, I have to tell my father well, when I am old, don't compete with a donkey. What's the point of winning a fight? .

Tu Kun controlled the Feilai Stone to vibrate, smashing the black air heading towards the Dragon Chain, stuck out a palm from the rock, pushed hard on the back of the temple master, and shouted, "Go!"

Zhang Wenfeng stabbed forward with the sword, and the castration was like an arrow. When the black air wanted to stop it, it was too late.

Falling to the end of the dragon lock chain, one leaned over and squatted down, grasped the black chain refined by Taoist masters with his left hand, and chanted the scriptures of superseding the soul of the dragon in cadence.

He felt ruthless in his heart, this time he must toss the dragon soul for three days and three nights.

Can work hard and toss repeatedly.

Chapter 676 Poison Soul Mechanism, Wall Ladder

In Zhenlong Cave, dust and mist swirl and dance, the sound of scriptures rises and falls, and the power of thoughts turns into invisible waves.

The black lock dragon chain has a magical power mantra light, like thunder and lightning flashes, meandering and piercing into the depths of the towering and huge dragon skeleton, the painful dragon roars, the space vibrates, buzzing and echoing.

Immediately afterwards, Dragon Soul laughed wantonly, full of joy.

"Hahaha, human kid, I don't know it when I fall into the king's position, what kind of tricks can you play this time?"

The sound of chanting scriptures stopped abruptly.

The empty cave was suddenly calm, Long Wei disappeared without a trace, and the dust slowly fell to the ground along with the black air.

Tu Kun protruded his funny head with yellow beard and small eyes from the rugged rock, and Lu Zi stepped on the shattered dead bone slag under his hooves, and the thunder light lingered on his body. Look at the temple master who raised his left hand in a stop gesture towards them.

The slap that was pressed on the black chain just now was as black as ink, and wisps of black air twisted like living things, crazily penetrated into the palm.

"The chain is poisonous, don't come here!"

The moment Zhang Wenfeng noticed the poison, he moved his palm away, but Yuan Rou couldn't stop the poison from happening.

The dragon king was too yin damaged. Lezi and Yang Shuilan were in different positions in front of him. They touched and pressed the black chain, but he was the only one who worked hard to break through the blockade.

The old demon of thousands of years can calculate people's hearts with every detail, as clever as clumsy.

It was calculated that he would not check carefully in his haste, and his eagerness for revenge made him suffer a big loss.

He raised the Xuanyuan Sword and was about to slash off his entire arm, but stopped suddenly.

Such a strong poison, a ray of poison has penetrated into the shoulder along the skin like lightning, leaving a ray of fine lines that are as light as a cloud of smoke, and the poison is attacking the body, and his Yuan Hong can't resist it.

There was a momentary pause, and more and more poisonous threads clung to the body and eroded.

"It's Dragon Saliva Soul Poison..."

Tu Kun screamed out in shock, he couldn't figure it out, the dragon soul was only the soul, where did the saliva come from to combine the soul power to refine the poison?It is said that there are other harsh conditions for refining ambergris soul poison.

That strand of black air, like a living thing, is the soul silk extracted by the dragon soul, and refined into a poison that loses its sanity. The dragon king was cruel, and followed one after another, regardless of the loss of his own dragon soul. It is also a big worry to eliminate the temple master.

"Hahaha, human boy, are you surprised or not, this king treats you well?"

Dragon Soul's previous grievances and pains were swept away, including the humiliation suffered ten years ago. At this moment, all the principal and interest were recovered. Even a first-class martial artist is not willing to spend a lot of money to refine ambergris soul poison, boy, you should feel honored!"

Zhang Wenfeng responded indifferently: "Old Dragon, what can a mere poison do to me? Let's wait and see."

With his fingers holding the hilt of the sword, he held a small and thin turtle shell carved in dark yellow like jade.

The tortoise patterns are of different shades, and the links are intertwined, forming a complex rune pattern.

At this time, the yellow light flickered between the tortoise patterns, forming a virtual tortoise shell in the blink of an eye, the brilliance was dim, less than Zhang Xu's size, enclosing Guanzhu Zhang and the bronze puppet that flew over just now taking advantage of the gap.

The dragon soul roared, and the violent black air rushed towards it, but it was a step slower.

The torrential dragon's majesty is as real as it is, carrying the wind and dust against the yellow shell of the turtle, making a loud "boom" sound, the virtual shell swaying from side to side, the brilliance flickering, but it seems that the rocks in the storm are unbreakable, and the ground has cracks. Light streaks climbed around.

"Everyone, enjoy the gift the Dragon King gave you, haha!"

Zhang Guanzhu's voice clearly came out of the virtual mask, and several companions in the sound transmission had an unscrupulous and cheap taste.

Fortunately, the old man Fushan gave him two talismans to save his life. At a critical moment, he used one of the "Mysterious Tortoise Talisman Talisman". part of the power.

But the Dragon Soul has already lost its body. Although the attack is fierce, it cannot be killed or exploded at once. It is purely relying on Longwei's brutal crushing, and time slowly kills it. I am afraid that it will take a hundred years to go up.

It took him a long time to figure out the big difference in the old man's attitude towards him before he realized it.

The old turtle saw that he was full of meritorious deeds, so he made friends with him in a silent way, acted as a guide, and gave him amulets, which was much better than the other two old demons.

The yellow mist filled the air, quickly covering up the two figures inside the veil.

From time to time, the sound of superseding scriptures can be heard indistinctly from the roaring noise of Longwei, and there is a trace of rune light along the black chain that shoots into the depths of the dragon skeleton, and it is also intermittent, stimulating the painful dragon soul to get angry Vent their anger outside and face Longwei's four people.

Yang Shuilan and Lezi took the first step, rushed to the valley formed by Feilaishi's ups and downs, and joined Lu Zijin to fight against the wrath of the dragon soul together.

The black air swept away, and the frantic impact and coercion overwhelmed the dependent two and one donkey.

Lu Zijin bears the most pressure outside, with lightning flowing around his body, tempering his body without rushing.

There is an earth protector who controls the rocks to resist most of the pressure, and he is still in the mood to tease his temple master, saying via voice transmission: "I bet the temple master has the means to easily undo the "Dragon Saliva Soul Poison", we don't need to worry about him. Sometimes, the viewer is so cheap that it makes people itch, and that stupid dragon king thinks he can do something, but he is actually doing his best to help us exercise, Brother Lezi, do you think it makes sense?"

Lezi sat cross-legged on the ground, his body shining brightly. After all, he is only at the late stage of the third level, and he is the weakest among these people. Fortunately, he is a martial artist, and he is relatively more resistant than Yang Shuilan who does not use magic weapons. The sound transmission replied, "Strange." , I am not worried about the safety of the temple master at all, it seems that there is no problem that the temple master cannot solve, no matter how troublesome it is, it is not a problem for him.”

Tu Kun, whose head sticks out from the rock, is also being tempered by the chaotic Longwei. With the help of flying stones, he is under pressure everywhere. He needs a sharpening that can consume mana and shock the soul. Jin, you said that the master of your house is "cheap", I can't agree more, when the master is out of trouble, I will ask him..."

"Don't, Lord Tu, you are not making trouble. You can't talk nonsense. The Lord likes to hold grudges... Uh, the Lord is heroic and heroic. He is a bright light on the way forward for our generation of monks, yes A role model for my generation of monks..."

Lu Zi entered the donkey without changing his face, and said words that violated his conscience in front of everyone.

"Donkey, don't be disgusting!"

"Brother Lu, shut up!"

"Stop talking!"

Even Yang Shuilan couldn't help protesting through sound transmission.

It's too nasty, how can the temple master behave and behave, they still don't know?

To his own people, he is as gentle as a spring breeze, extremely patient, and his character is undeniable, but to his enemies, he is as cruel and ruthless as an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

Both Tu Kun and Yang Shuilan happened to have a period of time when they had a bad relationship with the viewer. Although the length of time was different, they could empathize with the viewer's "badness" and they would never forget it.

Just a donkey running errands with the viewer on the saddle, shut up, you have no right to speak.

Lu Zijin aroused the anger of the crowd, and muttered through voice transmission: "Aren't you curious about how the Lord detoxifies?"

Inside the virtual cover of the turtle shell.

The little old man transformed by Yumengchang is only four feet tall, with his right hand stretched out a finger to touch the dark left palm of the temple master, he quickly made a formula with his right hand, and quickly chanted a strange spell in his mouth.

The old monster who has lived for thousands of years is also known as the "dream charm" known as the succubus, and he is an expert at dealing with soul poison, and it is a piece of cake.

What's more, the strength of that dragon soul is weak, and it is not the same as the current Yumengchang. Youmengchang is sure to collect the very rare dragon soul silk, so that he can devour it in front of the tonic.

Zhang Guanzhu put away the Xuanyuan sword long ago, and pressed his right hand on the shoulder of the bronze puppet, while the puppet held the black chain with both hands, which played an excessive role of isolation in the middle, and the poison on the black chain would not attack the lifeless puppet .

The temple master recited scriptures intermittently to stimulate the furious dragon soul outside.

He tried to recite Taoism silently and use golden light to prevent the killing of the soul poison that had eroded into his chest, and found that it could kill the most difficult dragon soul silk, and the remaining "dragon saliva poison" required him to spend time and mana. Excluded from the body.

That being the case, it is better to let the old man Mengmei who woke up earlier and prevented him from doing the stupid thing of cutting off his arm through sound transmission. According to the old man, this is a rare opportunity and a supreme good thing.

There is a sixth-level tortoise talisman protection on the outside, and even if the Dragon Soul is furious, there is nothing he can do about it. Inside, there is Youmeng, who looks like a miserly woman, collecting poison by peeling cocoons.

He is like a person who has nothing to do, staying out of the wind and rain.

Then, continue to stimulate the dragon soul with thought power, and let the outsiders enjoy the tempering of the dragon soul more.

After all, the opportunity is rare, and the Dragon Soul is so hardworking and enthusiastic.

(Everyone, don’t rush and don’t rush, the small copy will be done tomorrow, and the reputation of the donkey will be guaranteed)

Chapter 677 Feng Shui takes turns

The strong wind roared, pushing the black and viscous Longwei, covering the end of the black chain and the depression of the rocks seven or eight feet away, like two grinding discs of different sizes, rumbling and grinding.

Dragon Soul absolutely does not allow the Taoist priest to calm down to resolve the soul poison.

He never dreamed that there was still a sixth-order mysterious tortoise hidden in the lower realm, which would block him at a critical moment.

The sixth-level protective turtle charm that the Taoist priest took out could not be the stock from 500 years ago. Otherwise, with the Taoist priest’s current cultivation base, he would not be able to activate more than two-level talisman with all his strength. At most, he could use the inheritance secret method to activate it A high-level treasure.

Only the body-protecting treasures tailor-made by living sixth-order mysterious turtles to help stinky Taoist priests can be displayed so easily.

It has been less than [-] years since the tide of aura has risen, and there are not even fifth-order monks in the world of the lower world.

I don't know which demon tortoise, who ignored the fairy rules, hid in the top cave heaven and paradise built by eighth-level and ninth-level masters. The cultivation base that was preserved was against him. It really pissed him off.

Dragon Soul spared no effort to push Long Wei to wear down the tortoise shell, but the strength of the veil gave him a headache, and the light of the talismans attacking him came and went, making him afraid to relax. He and the Taoist were exhausted.

The stinking Taoist has mastered the secret of using the dragon chain to attack his soul core. He must kill the Taoist to avoid future troubles.

Ten years ago, it was because he had been suppressed for more than 5000 years, and he was almost moldy. Finally, a little monk broke in to help him relieve his boredom. He was reluctant to kill him all at once, and wanted to keep it for decades to have fun. It gave that weird Taoist priest an opportunity to turn things around unexpectedly.

This time he didn't dare to take it lightly, depleting his original soul power, and specially prepared a series of tricks for the Taoist priest.

As a result, the Taoist priest was poisoned by the "Dragon Saliva Soul Poison", which is known for being vicious and difficult to deal with. Even if the current soul poison is not as powerful as one-tenth of his peak period, he doesn't believe that the Taoist priest can expel and eliminate the outbreak of soul poison with his fourth-level strength?

Let's see how long the Taoist can last?

As for those little guys who rely on stone magic weapons, how long can they last after years of coercion and torture.

Ten years, 20 years?

Under the pressure of darkness with no end in sight, sooner or later he would go crazy and run out, and he would grind that stone into fine pieces.

Time doesn't matter to him, he can replenish the aura of heaven and earth at any time, and continuously replenish and repair his cultivation base.

"Boy, it's still too late to surrender. This king is in a good mood, and I allow you to be my servant!"

There was a roaring dragon chant that sounded like Tianwei in the sky.

What restores the dragon soul is several consecutive attacks of rune light, which interferes with the impact pressure of Longwei, as well as a short-spirited "I pooh" to show the perseverance of the Taoist priest inside the turtle shell.

"Human boy, you have a tortoise shell that can hold on for a while, and you want to try to detoxify, but how long can your companions resist, you have to think for them, right?"

"I bother!"

"See how long will you be so stubborn? Let's spend a little time first, and I will ask after a few days."

Dragon Soul, as the party who took the initiative, had the chance to win. He seemed very magnanimous. He didn't care about the impoliteness of the other party, and he was very patient. It was completely different from the previous violent and angry.

He also understands that attacking the mind is the most important thing, disturbing the opponent's mind,

He wants to enjoy the whole victory process completely, chatting to pass the dull and long dark days.

Wen Zijin, who is well aware of the style of the temple master, has listened to the dialogue between the old dragon and the temple master, and has already determined that the temple master has found a way to remove the dragon's saliva and soul poison. Harmful? If you are poisoned by the soul, how many days will it take to detoxify?"

In the environment of the ubiquitous Longwei raging, the donkey let go of part of the lightning protection on his body with ease.

He wanted to know an approximate time for exercising various parts of the body.

Tu Kun was very speechless, "Lu Zijin, come closer, I'll spit on your face first."

Can't the donkey guy expect something good from him?

Lezi couldn't help laughing out loud, married a former water god empress as his wife, and turned into a great husband.

Now he is not afraid of the majesty of the master, and he can joke and get along with each other easily like a friend.

Lu Zijin let out a donkey laugh, so what if he did it on purpose?The sound transmission urged: "Old man, idle is idle. Tell me, what method does the temple master use to detoxify, and how long does it take? We probably have an idea in our hearts."

"I can't guess what method the viewer uses to detoxify. The viewer has too many cards in his hand. Every time he thinks he has all the cards..."

When Tu Kun said this, he suddenly stopped, as if thinking of a possibility.

No wonder the temple master didn't want people to see it, especially the old dragon.

"Hey, old man, don't talk half a word. Your behavior is a bit like an old cripple talking about ancient times. At a critical moment, come and say, "Let's listen to the next chapter to break it down, it's very hateful."