Chapter 521: Foreign Woman

The Qingyan monk was completely enraged by the words of the "Yushan Taoist". He said viciously: "Since you are seeking death yourself, don't blame me for sending you to hell."

After he finished speaking, he activated the secret method of the Buddha Rock Power, and the power of the rock essence instantly infused the meridians and limbs of his body.

Immediately, circles of earth-brown spiritual light that were visible to the naked eye swirled around his body. The Qingyan monk's bones creaked, and his originally two-foot-tall body suddenly expanded by three feet again, and his body aura continued to rise.

As the pressure released by the Qingyan monk increased, a ten-foot-tall Vajra phantom appeared behind him.

This Vajra phantom had a bald head and angry eyes, and his facial features were about 60% similar to those of the Qingyan monk. The Vajra phantom had a naked upper body, and the solid muscle lines were sharp and angular, just like it was made of rock. He was wearing a short skirt armor on his lower body, and his strong calves and a pair of big feet were exposed, showing a bit of barbaric and domineering aura.

Qingyan monk clenched his fists and raised them high.

"Buddhism - Rock and Earth Vajra Fist!"

The next moment, Qingyan monk's raised iron fist hammered down, and the Vajra shadow behind him made the same move at the same time. Qingyan monk's fist and the Vajra shadow merged into one.

Above the fist, arcs of electricity ran wildly, crackling, stirring the void.

Before the iron fist arrived, the powerful pressure had already hit like a mountain pressing down.

For a moment, the earth shook, the strong wind was like a sword, and the sand and stones flew.

Qingyan monk's first move was a sure-kill move. He wanted to send the strange Taoist who despised him to hell with one blow. He didn't want to waste time entangled with him. His mission was to find the Buddha's relics left in the Qinghuo Demon Realm by the Golden Buddha Temple a thousand years ago with the Golden Boy and the Fire Eyebrow Tou Tuo. Anyone who blocked his mission would be directly wiped out by him without mercy.

"Such a powerful soul power, such a powerful spell, can the body of Yushan Taoist withstand it? It doesn't matter, the old doesn't go, the new doesn't come." Thinking in his heart, Zhang San's "Yushan Taoist" body did not dodge or avoid.

I saw that Yushan Taoist pinched the spell with both hands, and blood-red Taoist runes were drawn on his fingertips.

The magic power in Yushan Taoist's body was running wildly, and the meridians, tendons, bones, flesh, blood, and even the soul were stimulated to the limit, almost to the edge of collapse.

In the purple mansion space of Yushan Taoist, a glass-like Yuanying with a size of several inches was sitting cross-legged there. Suddenly, the Yuanying's eyes glared, his face showed a ferocious look, and the body surface flashed red light, and disappeared from the original place.

The next moment, a red light flashed on the top of the Taoist's head, and a body of a Nascent Soul that looked 70% similar to his features jumped out. The Nascent Soul hovered three feet above the Taoist's head, and his eyes had turned red, staring at the Qingyan monk opposite.

Without stopping for a moment, the Taoist turned his wrist, and a blood-red Taoist talisman appeared in his hand. On the Taoist talisman, there was a lifelike Taoist crane.

Then, the Taoist threw the blood-red Taoist talisman in front of him.

"Puff!" The Taoist talisman turned into a flame, and a white crane phantom appeared in the flame.

At this moment, the Nascent Soul on the top of the Taoist's head, seeing the right time, opened his mouth, and a mouthful of pale golden Nascent Soul blood spurted out, just landing on the white crane phantom, and the Taoist's face showed a very painful look.

"Taoist spell - Yuanying crane talisman incarnation!"

The white crane phantom suddenly grew larger after being infused with Yuanying's blood essence. In a burst of blood mist, it turned into a phantom of a Taoist general with a crane head and a human body.

The phantom of the crane-headed Taoist general was about ten feet in size, and was only a little shorter than the Vajra phantom on the opposite side.

Then, Taoist Yushan hit the opponent's moves with both palms, and at the same time, the crane-headed Taoist general also hit with both palms.

The original cultivation of Taoist Yushan was already at the peak of the Yuanhun realm, but compared with Qingyan monk who had the cultivation of Daoming realm, both soul power and aura were obviously inferior. With the strength of Qingyan monk's body, he was a powerful character even among Daoming realm cultivators.

"Boom!"

The moves of both sides collided, and a dazzling little sun was ignited at the center of the collision, making the originally dim dusk around suddenly bright.

The shock wave generated by the collision spread in all directions, swallowing everything in the way like a tsunami, until it swept a radius of ten miles. The nearby mountain was blown apart and collapsed.

The two sides wrestled, and the palms pushed out by the Taoist priest Yushan were pressed down inch by inch. Even if he tried his best, he still couldn't stop the decline.

Puff, puff, his Taoist sleeves were torn by the strong wind, and the flesh on his palms and arms showed blood grooves as if cut by a knife. Crack, crack, the bones on his arms were shattered. His knees were forced to bend, and the ground under his feet was stepped into a pit.

At this moment, the Taoist priest Yushan had fallen into madness.

"Ah!" He shouted wildly, and his lifelong cultivation was poured into the moves.

With a crisp sound of metal breaking, the crane-headed Taoist priest Yushan suddenly collapsed, turned into blood-colored stars in the sky, and was blown away by the strong wind.

The expression of the Taoist priest Yushan suddenly froze, neither happy nor sad, neither sad nor happy.

In an instant, he seemed to have regained his original consciousness. He was no longer the Taoist priest Yushan under the control of Zhang San, and no longer a ghost slave at the mercy of others.

He didn't know what was happening in front of him, and he didn't recognize the ferocious bald monk in front of him. Maybe it was a nightmare that he couldn't get rid of. Suddenly, fragments of his memories flashed in his mind.

Several years ago, on a high mountain in Qingzhou.

Old Taoist Yushan and Old Taoist Meishan, who still looked like they were in their twenties, stood side by side. They looked at the sea of ​​clouds in front of them, full of longing.

"Brother, Master said that we can go down the mountain tomorrow. I really want to see the outside world. Counting the time, you and I have been practicing on this mountain for ten years."

"Junior brother, if Master hadn't driven us down the mountain, I would have really wanted to practice hard on this mountain with Master for the rest of our lives."

"Senior brother, you are so stupid. We have learned so many powerful skills from our master, isn't it just to make a name for ourselves outside and become a big shot that everyone admires?"

"The outside world is too big. I just want to be a free white bird. It is enough to have a piece of sky." As he said this, the young and handsome Yushan Taoist pointed to a bird not far away that was spreading its wings gracefully in the clouds. , said the free-flying white crane.

"What a beautiful idea! When you become a white bird, how far will it fly?"

"Hehe, however, I am still willing to follow Master's arrangements and go out to explore and carry forward Master's legacy."

...

In reality, memories only brought Yushan Lao Tao a moment of happiness, which was the boy's longing.

A moment later, under the pressure of the explosion, Yushan Laodao's body and the Nascent Soul above his head collapsed at the same time, and were blown away by the strong wind in an instant, leaving no trace of dust behind.

Old Taoist Yushan was truly freed at this moment.

If there is reincarnation, Old Taoist Yushan may really be reincarnated as a white bird and have his own piece of sky, that's enough!

After that, Qingyan Monk stopped his exercises, his body returned to its original size, and the phantom of the rock vajra disappeared.

Qingyan Monk stood there, his chest rising and falling, breathing heavily. Obviously, the move just now consumed a lot of energy.

Looking at the place where Yushan Old Taoist once stood, Qingyan Monk said coldly: "Go to hell."

Just when Qingyan Monk thought he had completely defeated his opponent, he suddenly felt something there on the other side.

Qingyan Monk suddenly turned his head, and as far as he could see, ten feet away, a tall black ghost flag about ten feet tall was poking straight on the ground.

"Huh? What is this?"

Just when Qingyan Monk was surprised, a black ghost mist emerged from the ghost flag. The ghost mist subsided and a person appeared.

This person turned out to be a young woman, tall, with deep eye sockets, big eyes, and a full forehead. The woman is wearing a light green tight-fitting dress, which outlines the turbulent waves on her chest, making men unable to help but think about it. Hanging on the woman's slender neck is a unique and dazzling silver ornament, which is quite exotic.

"Who are you? Are you in the same group as the Yushan Taoist just now?" Qingyan Monk said with a surprised look on his face.

Qingyan Monk remembered clearly that when he fought with "Yu Shan Old Taoist" before, he didn't notice the aura of anyone else around him at all. Otherwise, he would not have rashly fought with Old Taoist Yushan.

Qingyan Monk secretly wondered, has this woman been hiding there all this time? What kind of magic weapon is that ghost flag? How come you didn't notice the existence of this ghost flag before?

The woman in green did not answer Qingyan Monk's question, but walked towards him. With the woman's rhythmic pace, the waves on her chest became more and more attractive. She is clearly a lovely exotic beauty.

Looking at the foreign woman walking towards him, Qingyan Monk gradually calmed down.

"No, this woman's clothing does not look like the clothing of the Northern Territory, but more like the clothing of people from the Southern Territory. Could it be said that the gang of monsters from the Southern Territory also came to fish in the troubled waters of the Green Fire Demon Realm? Thousands of years ago, the two men and demons The clan's decisive battle in the Green Fire Demon Territory was mainly dominated by the major sects in the Northern Territory, while only some large tribes in the Southern Territory sent their own candidates. Thousands of years later, the seal of the Green Fire Demon Territory was loosened, and it was reasonable for people from the Southern Territory to come to hunt for treasures. "Maybe this woman just happened to be passing by and was not with the old Yushan Taoist." Qingyan Monk thought, but he still felt that something was wrong. When he looked up at the dark ghost flag before, it was the ghost flag just now. The place where it appeared was already empty.

Qingyan Monk shook his head back and forth and looked again, but it was still empty. With his powerful soul power and spiritual perception, few things could suddenly appear and disappear at such a close distance without being noticed by him.

Qingyan Monk suddenly felt something bad. He pointed at the foreign woman and shouted: "Stop, take another step forward. Don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless."

The foreign woman seemed not to have heard Qingyan Monk's words, and her steps seemed unaffected.

Qingyan Monk hurriedly released his soul domain again, and dark circles of spiritual power spread out from the center of his feet, instantly demarcating a large area belonging to Qingyan Monk.

And the moment the foreign woman's footsteps stepped into the soul realm of Qingyan Monk. Qingyan Monk discovered something that surprised him, and he shouted in his heart, "No!"