MTL - Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years-Chapter 163 Four-headed monster above the dharma

   Chapter 163 The Four-Headed Monster Above the Dharma

   "The corpse... is alive?!"

   Qu Feiyan only felt scalp tingling.

   If this corpse sleeping in a white jade coffin is really the Patriarch of the Hehuan Sect, then it is at least a thousand years old.

  How can a person who has been dead for thousands of years come back to life?

   "No, back off!"

   Zhang Ming suddenly grabbed her palm, dragged her, and swept into the hall.

  Qu Feiyan only felt that the palm of her hand was wrapped in a mass of warmth, which offset the fear in her heart. Her huge chest trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at the man who was pulling her.

   Just as the two fled, a thin palm suddenly protruded from the white jade coffin, smashed the lid of the coffin with a bang, and grabbed the place where the two were standing just now.

   "Ho..."

   There was a panting sound inside.

   Then, the four monsters sat up from the broken coffin.

   The eyes of    selected people and devoured them, staring at the two of them.

   In addition to the monk's face, the other three heads drooped down with its movements.

  The skin and bones fell off, giving off a rotten smell.

   "You... Who are you? Why are you in the ancestral hall of the Hehuan Sect?!"

   Qu Feiyan shouted boldly.

   She has been in the Demon Sect for so many years, and she has experienced countless things, and now she has gradually calmed down.

   However, her hand was being held by Zhang Ming, and she had no intention of breaking free.

  Zhang Ming sniffed his nostrils, in addition to the fragrance of the woman around him, the air was filled with a mixed smell of fishy stench and decay.

   At this time, Su Tan'er and Yin Xue also stepped into the hall and saw this strange scene at a glance.

   "Ho...why...don't you come to sacrifice..."

   The corners of the four-headed monsters sitting in the coffin opened and closed, making a rumbling muffled sound.

   said, it jumped out lightly and landed outside the coffin, dragging three carrion-like heads, and its body seemed unusually tall.

The spots on the    left and right arms lit up brightly at this moment.

   "Crack." "Crack."

The thirteen coffins around    trembled, and random black light and shadow flew out of the coffins.

   "Wow!" "Master..." "Woooo!"

   There seems to be a ghost howling in the dark shadow.

   But the four-headed monsters opened their mouths and swallowed thirteen shadows.

  It chewed twice, and it didn't stop.

   As it swallowed these shadows, it suddenly exuded terrifying coercion, as if to replenish infinite power from it!

   Zhang Ming's eyes sank: "This is... a corpse raising formation!"

   Before he finished speaking, the four-headed monsters suddenly turned their heads to the side, roared hideously, and stared at him.

   "You...you...who are...the contemporary suzerain...why don't you come...to offer sacrifices..."

   It made an intermittent muffled sound from its mouth.

  Qu Feiyan's red lips trembled, and he shouted, "None of us are the suzerain! Who are you?! The Hehuan Sect has had no suzerain since 300 years ago, and now it exists in name only!"

   There was an unbelievable guess in her heart.

   Could it be that the four-headed monster in front of me...is the true ancestor of the Hehuan Sect! ?

   "Three hundred years...three hundred...years..."

   The face of the four-headed monster showed a stunned expression, and the fish-white eyes looked left and right.

   It seemed to understand why it was so weak and why the other three heads rotted into dry bones.

   "Without your sacrifices... Damn..."

  It raised its eyes and roared with a terrifying face, "Alright...the deity...eat you!"

   said, it suddenly disappeared in place.

"not good!"

   Zhang Ming felt bad, and a golden gossip shadow immediately filled his feet.

   "Tianshu is densely scrolled through nature, and after the wind, Qimen will be in all directions!"

The power of    stagnated in time and space solidified around, and the four-headed monsters that were so fast that no one could see appeared in front of the two of them.

   "Master Qinghui, be careful!"

   Qu Feiyan raised his red clothes, and his jade hands flew out from the long cuffs of the palace suit to meet the sluggish withered palms.

boom--

   The four temples seemed to be unable to withstand the strength of the two, and were shaking violently, with rubble and dust rustling down.

   And Qu Feiyan's body was thrown out at once.

   "Elder Qu!"

   Zhang Ming tightened his palms, grabbed her other jade hand, and fluttered back, pulling it to his side.

   It's just that Qu Feiyan's whole body was numb from the shock, and he could not stand still, so he could not help but slam into his arms with his pull.

   At this time, Zhang Ming could no longer care about the difference between men and women.

   Because of the four-headed monster on the opposite side, he disappeared again in place!

   And in the formation of Qimen after the wind, it was like a calm water falling into a boulder, causing rapid vibrations.

   "Awakening the World Bell!"

   Zhang Ming waved his sleeves to call out this treasure and covered both of himself.

  clang——

The    withered palm slapped on the bell, causing a roar.

   This blow was also blocked by Awakening Clock!

  The four-headed monsters showed their bodies, stared at the clock with sensible eyes, then turned around and rushed to the door of the hall.

"not good!"

   It actually gave up attacking Zhang Ming and the two of them, killing Su Tan'er and Yin Xue at the door.

   Zhang Ming exclaimed, stretched out his hand to press the bell, and shouted, "The soul of the world, come into my urn!"

   The four-headed monster that rushed out froze and stood frozen in place.

   Then, in a flash before their eyes, they had already appeared in the world of Awakening Clock.

  Qu Feiyan, dressed in red, stood beside Zhang Ming and said in amazement, "This is... a magic weapon of heaven?"

   Zhang Ming looked at the opposite side, and saw that in the Yuanshen world, four monsters actually showed a skinny old monk with thick eyebrows.

   His face changed in an instant, flashing the appearance of a fat-headed monk and two nuns.

   Zhang Ming seemed to understand something and asked, "You... devoured the other three patriarchs of the Hehuan Sect!?"

  The old monk raised his head, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This deity has realized the *** of the Tao with one heart, and has developed feelings for each of them. The second yang, the three yin, the yin and the yang...the deity has already experienced it. Since I am waiting for a rejuvenation, from the one to the end, I should become one. !"

   He folded his hands together, and the phantoms of the other three passed over his face.

   However, Zhang Ming and Qu Feiyan were shocked.

   This person turned out to be the founder of the first peak! The practice is the secret method of one-hearted awareness!

   And he was reincarnated in past lives, incarnated as a man or a woman, and entangled with the patriarchs of the other three peaks!

   In the end, he focused on preaching and swallowed the other three in his mouth!

  No, not only devoured the flesh, but also the primordial spirit!

   At this time, he is a complex, focusing on himself and completely integrating the other three into himself.

   "This is the magic way!"

   Zhang Ming couldn't help shouting, but he immediately realized that the Hehuan Sect was originally one of the Four Great Demon Sects.

   "It's no wonder that you are the inheritance of Buddhism and Taoism, but you are called Demon Sect by the world..."

   At this moment, he suddenly realized that perhaps the source of everything has been doomed since Sifeng Patriarch founded the inheritance.

   "You...you said sacrifice, what's going on!?"

   Qu Feiyan cried out with a pale face.

   Although she practiced the secret technique of Sanyin Huihai, she was also shocked by the old monk in front of her.

The skinny old monk glanced at the world of Awakening World Bell with interest, and said with a smile: "Interesting, just when we fought, the deity realized that you are the inheritance of Sanyin Peak, but it is not the same as the practice of Sanyin Huihai. "

   "However, since you are a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, don't you know that every hundred years, you will go to the Hehuan Cave to offer sacrifices to the deity? Otherwise, without the support of flesh and blood, the deity has long been wiped out by time!"

   Qu Feiyan and Zhang Ming looked at each other and finally understood the ins and outs.

   It is no wonder that the ancestral hall of Hehuan Cave, only the suzerains of the past have permission to enter, I am afraid that the content passed down from generation to generation includes the existence of this ancestor!

   And it is precisely because of the shock of this ancestor that the Hehuan Sect has the confidence to become one of the four major demon sects!

   "Hoho, I'm afraid you don't know what it means to be above the law, the Tao and the body are one, right?"

  The old monk raised his head and said with a playful smile, "A mere treasure of primordial spirit, I can't trap this deity!"

   Zhang Ming's eyes narrowed: "Run!"

   He stretched out his hand and patted the wake-up clock beside him heavily, but it was too late.

   I saw the old monk on the opposite side sway slightly, as if the void had been shattered, bringing bursts of black storms and rushing towards the two of them.

   At the same time, the surrounding illusory world receded like a tide.

  The body of the four-headed monster returned from a stiff state to normal, just like the old monks rushing over into one, and patted Zhang Ming and Qu Feiyan in the awakening clock.

   The Awakening World Bell, which had protected the two of them once, vibrated violently at this moment, and suddenly shrank inward, rapidly shrinking and collapsing into a miniature bronze bell the size of a bell.

   This Primordial Spirit Treasure was destroyed by it!

   Zhang Ming's complexion changed greatly, and he waved his sleeves away.

  Supernatural powers - the universe in the sleeve!

The cuffs of    swelled up in an instant, enveloping the four monsters in it, and there was a majestic power to capture.

   "Well? Daomen... magical powers?"

  The old monk's pale eyes tightened, and then he sneered, "Unfortunately...you are too weak...!"

   His body landed on the cuff, but stopped for a while, then turned outwards and landed on the ground.

   "Dharma Phase Realm? Or... Above!"

   Zhang Ming was shocked, this four-headed monster could get rid of the universe so easily.

   Your own magical powers can suppress powerhouses that are not higher than your own three-layer realm. Although the higher the cultivation level, the smaller the range of suppression can be, but it is not so random!

   This can only mean that either the power of the Fa Xiangjing is far beyond his imagination, or the other party has surpassed the Faxiang Realm. And presumably, it's more likely...the latter.

   "On top of the Dharma, the Tao and the body are unified?"

   He thought of the old monk's words just now.

  As a successor of Lingshu View, he knows that the highest realm recorded in the "Lingshu Jing" is the realm of law.

   This is also the realm reached by the ancestor of Lingshuzi when he realized the Tao and broke through the seven realms.

   "Above the seven realms, what realm is that?"

   Zhang Ming couldn't think about it, because the four monsters had disappeared again, and the alarm bell was ringing in his heart.

   He can't see each other's speed at all!

   "Tianhe hairpin, condensed air into ice!"

   Zhang Ming grabbed the hairpin and swiped around, and the power to control everything spread out, turning the air into ice.

   The figure of a four-headed monster suddenly appeared in front of him, his limbs were tightly frozen by the ice, and his eyes showed surprise.

   "Sword God!"

   Zhang Ming threw the Tianhe hairpin and turned it into a long sword. From the hilt of the sword, a phantom of an old man in white appeared.

   He raised his sword and stabbed, like a string of lights and shadows gathered together, bursting out with boundless sword intent.

   "Ho...ho..."

   The four-headed monsters standing in the ice block were not afraid at all, but instead let out a penetrating smile.

   The sword **** in white stabbed his sword in front of him, but saw the ice seal crack open in all directions, the monster stretched out his palm, grabbed the blade of the sword in front of his nose with one hand, squeezed it tightly and slammed it down.

   Sword God's phantom suddenly collapsed.

The    long sword was suppressed and returned to the appearance of a hairpin.

   This blow, which is comparable to the state of the law, was easily broken by it, and it could not hurt the opponent in the slightest!

   Zhang Ming's face was horrified.

   Despair also appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"Walk!"

   Zhang Ming suddenly snorted coldly, and pieces of ice appeared at the tail of the Tianhe hairpin that was caught.

   "En? Yuan...God..."

   The four-headed monster smiled disdainfully, and the whole body was instantly wrapped in circles of ice ridges.

   "Qing Hui Daoist..."

   Qu Feiyan, Su Taner, and Yin Xue looked at Zhang Ming, unwilling to follow his orders to flee.

   Zhang Ming glared at them immediately.

   Qu Feiyan gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"

   She grabbed Su Tan'er and Yin Xue, glanced at Zhang Ming one last time, and quickly fled outside the Four Holy Temples.

   Zhang Xiaoyi's appearance appeared above the ice edge that wrapped the four-headed monster, which firmly blocked the monster.

   "Ho..."

   The four-headed monster slammed out.

  The ice ridges shattered inch by inch.

   "Small tricks of eagles... Die... let's go!"

   He flashed and rushed towards Zhang Ming in front of him,

   "Yin-yang acacia, two-meter dust!"

   Zhang Ming's eyes condensed at this moment, and Zhang Xiaoyi, who was broken into pieces, condensed and formed in an instant.

   A set of colorful cassocks appeared on Zhang Ming's body, and he held up the awakening clock in his palm, running the joyful meditation method and the small yin and yang tactic, exuding the spirit of Buddhism and Chiyang.

   Zhang Xiaoyi grabbed the Tianhe hairpin with a swipe, the surrounding space vibrated, showing a surging Milky Way, grabbed with the other hand, raised the pitch-black white bone flag, and shook it vigorously.

  The extreme yin energy of the Joyful Zen Method and the Little Yin Yang Jue appeared on his body, and he was like Zhang Ming.

   One by one looked at each other in midair.

   The four treasures suddenly shone brightly, covering the four monsters in the middle, and the space shook.

   The arrangement of the two instrument dust arrays is complete!

   This is Zhang Ming's second most powerful means of pressing the bottom of the box!

  The eyes of the four-headed monsters have fallen into the dust, and the world is infinitely enlarged in front of them.

   "These...not enough!"

  Zhang Ming gritted his teeth, knowing that such a two-meter dust formation could only temporarily trap the monsters above this Dharma Phase Realm, and it would be extremely difficult to kill the opponent.

   For now, the only plan is to fight for your life!

   He and Zhang Xiaoyi looked at each other again and nodded lightly. Immediately, a smile appeared on Zhang Xiaoyi's face, and he jumped towards the two-meter dust formation in the middle.

  Leave the treasure in place as an eye.

   And Zhang Xiaoyi appeared in the dust world.

   "Ho... court death!"

   When the four-headed monsters were at a loss, they suddenly saw him, immediately disappeared, and slaughtered them.

   "It's life or death, it depends on this last fight!"

   Zhang Xiaoyi's smile gradually turned cold.

   His eyes turned black, and the blue ice ridge robe on his body was instantly dyed into pitch-black ink.

   Four monsters swooped on him at once, but they passed through his body without any damage.

   Zhang Xiaoyi sneered indifferently, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, endless demonic energy condensed into a long sword.

   Sword Edge, pointing to the four-headed monster behind him.

   This is Zhang Ming's strongest means of pressing the bottom of the box!

  【Magic Transformation】From immortals to demons, annihilating spiritual wisdom, with the strongest power, annihilating all enemies in front of you

  This little dust is like an octagonal cage at this moment, and only the victorious side can get out alive.

   (end of this chapter)