Chapter 596: Hand-Rubbing Gu Worms

Under the setting sun, swords flashed, the sounds of dragons roaring, tigers howling, and cranes weeping echoed, and the yellow sand rolled endlessly, like a flying geese rising up from the sky.

The rivers and lakes are full of ups and downs, grievances, and entanglements. Only when the swords and shadows intersect, can we forget all the troubles for a short time and focus on life and death.

The Dragon Soul Sword and the Phoenix Blood Sword are fast in every move.

The Dragon Slaying Sword and the Heaven Sword are indestructible.

The warrior held the Demon Sword and the Heart Sword and combined them into the Lingshuang Sword to face him, but was moved to the sky by the Tai Chi Qi condensed in Zhang Sanfeng's hand, and the chaotic scene was replayed with the Yin and Yang power within a radius of several miles.

The sky and the earth collided, and the mountains shook. Another dawn sword rose from the east, cutting through the sky and colliding with the golden Buddha that fell from the sky in the west.

"Aunt, why don't they go to the next door to participate in the immortal exchange?" Yang Guo and a group of knights holding swords, axes and halberds stood at the edge of the desert, all with helpless expressions on their faces.

The first time was amazing, the second time was immersive, the third time was careful observation, the fourth time was challenged. The fifteenth time was decisive, and the twenty-second time was watching from the edge.

"Guo'er, but they are indeed martial artists." Xiaolongnu leaned on Yang Guo's left shoulder, "Sooner or later, you can do it too."

Guo Xiang also nodded at the side: "They all use true energy and internal force, that's martial arts."

Boom--! ! !

A meteor fell behind the crowd, rolling up dust all over the sky.

"Fuck, this King Abila is really difficult to transform. This girl is right~."

A muscular man wearing black shorts, with pale hair and naked upper body walked out of the smoke. He held a Buddhist salute and took a bite of a half-broken roast chicken:

"We all use true energy and internal force. Why do you say we are not martial artists? I am Ah Xing. To be honest, you two are much more compatible than the couple of Condor Heroes upstairs in my house."

"Bah, this chicken is really not a good chicken. By the way, does anyone want to learn the Tathagata Palm? Private teaching is 100 per session."

Before he finished speaking, a man dressed as a scholar grabbed him with a brush: "I am Tathagata! You ruined my roast chicken before I even brushed it. How are you going to compensate me?!"

"Brother Bo Hu, can I teach you the Tathagata Palm?" Ah Xing asked.

"Go to hell!" Tang Bohu slapped the sand with his palm, sending Ah Xing flying hundreds of meters away: "The first move of the Tathagata Palm, hit the bull across the mountain, learn it well."

Everyone shook their heads, they were no longer surprised by this scene.

Not far away, a young man who looked honest and kind held an empty sword in his right hand. Although there was no sword in his hand, his sword moves were flowing out.

"Shi Potian, I haven't seen you for three years, and you have also taken this step."

"Brother Wuming, it depends on the unique skills you taught me three years ago!"

Wuming nodded slightly. Just now, when he was discussing swords with the other party, he had a good fight with his mirror image, but it was a pity that he was interrupted by the old man. Although being able to see the sword intent of the two people also made him feel the sword more deeply, it was really missing something and was not satisfying enough.

"Come, let me see your current level!"

Wuming felt that the other party's internal breath was surging, like an endless ocean, and immediately fought with him.

"He got there first." Ye Gucheng turned around and looked at the two people standing in the clouds behind him, and asked, "Shi Tianyun, you two should join forces and attack together."

The sword energy that chilled even the bone marrow was everywhere, as if time and space had stopped at this moment, the sword light was as flawless as the blue sky and white clouds, and the Sun and Moon Swords gathered into an infinite and vast force that penetrated the heaven and earth.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "No wonder outsiders have some misunderstandings about us. The Sun and Moon Star Lords insist that they are martial artists."

"Come down from the sky first!" Someone in the desert below cursed: "Aren't you also a cultivator?!"

"Didn't you hear what Miss Guo Xiang said just now? As long as you use your true energy and internal force, it's martial arts." Zhang Sanfeng laughed, his expression was natural, and he swung his whisk to knock away a purple lightning.

"You old thing, you are hundreds of years old and still eavesdrop on other girls talking." A fat old Taoist priest was surrounded by Yi Guang Double Swords, Zi Ying Sword, Qing Suo Sword, and Tian Hui's many magic weapons.

"Master Changmei, what are you doing here?" Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes.

Master Changmei smiled and said, "Although I am a Taoist, I am also a martial artist."

Among the martial artists watching, many looked at the iron sand palm they were still practicing, touched their iron shirts with stones, and finally looked at the group of well-known or unknown "masters of martial arts", and suddenly felt hopeless of promotion.

What's more, some people even sent out eighteen thousand-foot dragons to set off huge waves in the desert.

"Although they are the cards of our martial arts world, every "competition" is like this. I really hope someone can punish them."

The sound of war rumbled, the rain of swords filled the sky, and various strange phenomena appeared frequently. At this moment of war, as if hearing their wishes, the whole world appeared a touch of inharmonious black.

It was like a drizzling rain, suddenly falling from the sky, but the strange dark rain did not nourish all things, but brought signs of destruction.

"Who?!"

The martial arts masters who were fighting just now forgot to breathe in an instant, their hands froze, and they all stared at the side of Zhang Sanfeng and Changmei Zhenren at the same time.

The earth shook, the sky collapsed, and thousands of silver pythons danced in the dark sky, and every flash of lightning seemed to contain a kind of ending of world destruction.

The dark disaster stained the earth, but a holy and unparalleled god condensed in the air.

The six dark wings that swallowed all colors gently flapped, and he spread his hands, and his eyes that were originally closed slightly opened, and his indifferent eyes looked down on the world.

"The world is filthy again"

When his toes lightly touched the ground, the sky was full of light and exploded!

In an instant, the sword light, Buddha light, blood light and even the brilliance of the sun and the moon disappeared in the suddenly agitated ripples, and the earth collapsed to create a scene of tens of thousands of meters of quicksand waterfalls.

The weak warriors didn't even have time to react. They fainted in an instant under this terrifying pressure and were buried in the desert together.

It seemed that no one was allowed to be in its high position. Many warriors couldn't even rely on internal force or true energy to fly in the air, and fell to the ground in unison.

"The martial arts world of the heavens." Su Lin sighed lightly, and there was a strong disappointment in his tone: "Is this the strength?"

In response to his words, there were dozens of sword qi that were enough to break the void and split the chaos, and there was also a Buddha's handprint that was dark gold, as lustrous as glass, accompanied by the sound of Buddhist chants.

The sound of Fengming Jiutian's piano tore through the space, and the Tai Chi Yin and Yang appeared under his feet. The sword saint Wuming used up all his vitality to turn into a sword, rushing towards the demon god like a red rainbow, and the surrounding sword blood floating life was wrapped in the righteousness to block time and space.

But in an instant, the true flow of the sun and the moon spun into the two swords running to the left and right, hidden in the thousands of true qi long swords, full of fierce and destructive meaning.

Fear?

Facing such an existence, it is a natural instinct.

But these warriors immediately launched the strongest attack with the martial arts memory accumulated over the years, without any reservation, and even did not hesitate to arrange their own magic weapons in front, just to create an opportunity for the stronger to attack.

Even so

"You tried your best."

The gorgeous and noble demon god suddenly raised his right hand, and the distance of several meters was like a chasm. All attacks including Wuming and Changmei were blocked, and infinite light and heat poured into his hands.

"Warriors in the world."

Just a light push.

The unspeakable horror suddenly spread!

The sky was shattered, the sun and the moon fell, and the surging light of destruction tore through the cave world and returned to the Yinglong Tower in an instant. However, even so, the destructive energy brought by the Wings of Ashes still did not dissipate.

The creation power of the fallen angel, the purest law of destruction, made the space of the entire tower tremble, and the aura of disaster that caused the universe to end was not reduced at all, and it was released outward without any cover.

Several monks with silver masks on their faces broke through the air from various parts of the Yinglong Tower and stared at the six-winged demon god on the martial arts exchange arena.

Su Lin looked around and found that several figures could still stand with swords after experiencing the scene of world destruction, or gradually climbed up from the ground.

"You still have some talent, not bad."

Su Lin nodded slightly and turned around, looking at the arena manager who was already stunned, with a cold light in his eyes: "Hmm?"

The "abandoned in this game" manager looked at the list and swallowed hard and said: "Abandoned Emperor Tian to win can..."

"Can what?" Su Lin asked.

"But this is a martial arts exchange competition." The manager looked at the six black wings behind Su Lin, pointed to the left hand direction, and said: "That is the area where magic and gods communicate."

"I use true energy and internal force, how can it not be martial arts?"

After speaking, the palm of his hand overflowed with darkness, full of destructive meaning. After the law disappeared, the energy that turned into a vortex in the center was indeed true energy, but every strand of it that escaped had the power to destroy the stars and the moon.

"Hmph."

With a clench of his right hand, the terrifying true energy shattered time and space and annihilated everything, and a ball of white light lit up on the body of the luxurious figure and disappeared on the stage.

More and more people were watching. When the people who had fainted before woke up, they saw a strange scene.

Those powerful warriors all had smiles on their faces, with unspeakable joy in their eyes. Including Ye Gucheng, most warriors were silent but polished their weapons, polished their internal force and gathered true energy.

"Master, what's wrong? Who won?"

A boy ran to his master and asked timidly.

"Martial arts wins."

"Lucifer"

"Fuck, do you think I haven't seen that guy?"

An emperor in a dragon robe left in a hurry with his guards, and Constantine behind him took a puff of cigarette and coughed violently a few times.

"I admit that the six-winged fallen angel just now is scary, but you can tell that he is an oriental god by his name."

Damn, what is he talking about.

Constantine glanced at Gabriel who was still in a daze. This guy brought Angela back and swore that he would never continue to cooperate with Mammon, but the only requirement was that Constantine would tell her his secrets and take her to find the source of those arms.

The St. Louis Church in this world was turned upside down. Gabriel was sure that Constantine knew other information, and Constantine wanted to make sure that this crazy angel would not send him and Angela to hell, so one person and one angel chose to cooperate and signed a contract that was more stringent than the life contract.

"Hey man, do you know where that Qi Tiandi came from? I think you should know."

Constantine grabbed a spectator who looked a little haggard.

"The first martial god in heaven." Shang Yue said.

Constantine said to Gabriel beside him: "Look, he is a martial artist. Why don't you learn it? How about I buy you a martial art? Then next time you see Lucifer, you can perform the kick to cut off the descendants."

Gabriel shook her head and looked at Constantine: "The existence and aura are very similar."

"But we should go find the monk now." Constantine said.

"Who are you looking for, Constantine?" Shang Yue rubbed his brows and said, "Maybe I can help."

"Really? Our friendship can always come in handy at critical moments. My good friend, help me find the Tang Dynasty monk who went to heaven to learn scriptures." Constantine smiled.

Who the hell wants to be your friend? If it weren’t for the fact that you sell exorcism services in my tower on weekdays, dogs would ignore you.

‘But what is this guy doing with Tang Sanzang? ’

Shang Yue glanced at the woman next to her, and after mentally calling out to Shang Xiaoyue, she learned through the background that she had signed up for the Demonic Communication Competition.

Demon...Tao?

"Only Tang Monk, who went to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures, is here." Shang Yue waved and led the way: "I hope you can ensure the safety of your employer the next time you take an order."

"I try my best."

"Look at me, brother, I didn't lie to you."

Su Lin patted Fang Zheng on the shoulder and said, "You don't believe me if I ask you to participate in some martial arts. You are a cultivator."

"Why do you want to compete separately?" Fang Zheng asked after feeling relieved from his heart palpitations just now.

"There is only one reward for one person participating, and three rewards for three people participating. Look at the rewards for the top ten. After I enter, I can get three."

Su Lin handed his and Fang Zheng's identity tokens to the management staff.

"Fellow Taoist Gu Yue Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng, this is where you Taoists discuss the Dharma, not the martial arts. Please tell me the types of Dharma that you two are good at so I can register."

"Gu worm."

"Gu insect? It's a bit rare."

The manager looked inside and said, "Please come this way. Fellow Taoists behind you, please wait a moment. We have some manpower now. Fellow Taoists, where are you going?"

The students in school uniform were called to stop.

"The teacher will call your name today, go back to class."

The man in a suit pushed up his glasses.

"The company works overtime."

The management staff felt a little strange, but this theory is that registration is voluntary.

Fang Zheng sighed helplessly when he saw this scene: "Brother, this Zhutian City seems to be of a decent size. What if you actually run into that devil with this name?"

"It's very simple. If you kill him, you and I will become the same ones, right?" Su Lin said matter-of-factly.

"We don't really know how to use Gu," Fang Zheng complained.

He didn't know how to communicate with others later, so at least give him some time to go to Taobao and order a set of Southern Xinjiang Gu Technique.

"What are you doing?" Fang Zheng looked at Su Lin and saw a ball of white light shining in his hand.

"Rub some immortal Gu."

Su Lin kneaded the light ball a few times, and then put the law of time into it. Along with it, he also had the authority of the Dragon King of the Sky and Wind, and restarted some dragon alchemy. Finally, he put a green ball that exuded a warm and oily light. The cicada pinched it out.

"Spring and Autumn Cicada."