Chapter 162 Four Monsters Above the Law

"The corpse...is alive?!"

Qu Feiyan only felt that his scalp was numb.

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

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

"Not good, back off!"

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

Qu Feiyan only felt that her palms were wrapped in 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.

The moment the two fled, a skinny hand suddenly protruded from the white jade coffin, smashed the coffin lid with a "bang", and grabbed the position where the two were standing just now.

"Hey..."

There was a sound like a gasp.

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

He stared at the two of them with the same eyes of choosing and devouring.

Except for this monk's face, the other three heads drooped with its movements.

The skin and bones fell off, exuding a decaying breath.

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

Qu Feiyan boldly shouted.

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

However, her hand was held by Zhang Ming all the time, and she showed no intention of breaking free.

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

At this time, Su Tan'er and Yin Xue also stepped into the hall. Seeing this strange scene at a glance, they couldn't help opening their mouths in fright, and they were speechless for a while.

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

The mouth corners of the four monsters sitting in the coffin opened and closed, making rumbling noises.

Saying that, it jumped out slightly, and landed outside the coffin, dragging three corpse-like heads, and its body looked unusually tall.

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

"Crack." "Crack."

The thirteen coffins around trembled, and black lights and shadows flew out of the coffins at random.

"Wow!" "Master..." "Wow!"

There seemed to be a ghost howling in the shadows.

But the four monsters opened their mouths and swallowed the thirteen black shadows indifferently.

It chewed twice, still not enough.

As it swallowed these black shadows, it suddenly exuded a terrifying coercion, as if it had replenished infinite power from it!

Zhang Ming's eyes sank: "This is...the Corpse Raising Formation!"

Before the words finished, the four monsters suddenly turned their heads sideways, roared ferociously, and stared at him firmly.

"You... you... who is... the current suzerain... why don't you come... to sacrifice..."

There was an intermittent muffled sound from its mouth.

Qu Feiyan's red lips trembled slightly, and he shouted: "None of us are suzerains! Who are you?! The Hehuan Sect has no suzerain since three hundred 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 him... is the true patriarch of the Hehuan Sect! ?

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

The faces of the four monsters showed stupefied expressions, and their 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... sacrifice... Damn..."

It raised its eyes and roared with a horrifying expression, "It's okay... this deity... ate you!"

Saying that, it suddenly disappeared in place.

"not good!"

Zhang Ming felt something was wrong, and a golden gossip shadow immediately appeared under his feet.

"The dense volumes of heavenly scriptures lead to nature, and the strange door after the wind can determine all directions!"

The power of stagnant time and space solidified in the surroundings, and the four-headed monster, which was so fast that no one could see it, appeared in front of the two of them, showing surprise, stretched out its stagnant withered palm, and patted them.

"Master Qing Hui,

careful! "

Qu Feiyan raised her red clothes, her jade hands flew out from the long cuffs of her palace attire, and greeted the sluggish withered palm.

boom--

The Four Holy Halls seemed unable to bear the strength of the two of them, shaking violently, rubble and dust fell down.

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

"Elder Qu!"

Zhang Ming's palm tightened, and he grabbed her other jade hand, and his figure flew back, pulling it to his side.

It's just that Qu Feiyan's whole body was numb from the shock, and she couldn't stand upright, so she couldn't help but slammed into his arms with his pull.

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

Because the four-headed monsters on the opposite side disappeared in place again!

In the formation of Fenghou Qimen, it was like a calm water falling into a boulder, sending out rapid shocks.

"Wake up the clock!"

Zhang Ming waved his sleeves to call out this treasure, and covered the two of them.

clang--

The withered palm slapped on the clock, stirring up a roar.

This blow was also blocked by Awakening World Bell!

The four monsters showed their figures, stared at the clock body with fierce eyes, then turned around and rushed towards the entrance of the hall.

"not good!"

It even gave up attacking Zhang Ming and the other two, and went to Su Tan'er and Yin Xue at the door.

Zhang Ming screamed, stretched out his hand to press the bell body, and shouted: "The primordial spirit of the world, come into my urn!"

The body of the four-headed monster that rushed out froze, and stood frozen in place.

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

Qu Feiyan was dressed in red, standing beside Zhang Ming, and said in amazement, "This is... a heavenly treasure?"

Zhang Ming looked opposite, and saw four monsters in the Yuanshen world, unexpectedly showing a skinny old monk with thick brows.

His face changed in an instant, flashing the appearance of a monk with a fat head and big ears, and two nuns.

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

The old monk raised his head with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This deity has realized the truth of enlightenment with one heart and one mind for several lifetimes, and has had feelings for each of them. Two yangs, three yins, yin and yang... This deity has experienced them all. Since we are in love with each other, from one to the end, we should be one. !"

He clasped his hands together, and the phantoms of the other three's faces flashed across his face. However, Zhang Ming and Qu Feiyan were shocked.

This person turned out to be the Founding Patriarch of Yidao Peak! What you practice is the secret method of single-minded enlightenment!

And he reincarnated in previous lives, incarnated as a man or a woman, and got entangled with other founders of the Three Peaks!

In the end, he devoted himself to proving the truth, and simply swallowed the other three people into his mouth!

No, not only the body was devoured, but also the soul!

At this time, he is a complex body, with himself as the main body, completely integrating the other three into himself.

"This is the magic way!"

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

"It's no wonder that you are originally from the Buddhist and Taoist inheritance, but you are called the Demon Sect by the world..."

At this moment, he suddenly realized that perhaps the source of everything was predestined since Patriarch Sifeng established the lineage.

"You...what's the matter with the sacrifice you mentioned!?"

Qu Feiyan shouted with a pale face.

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

The skinny old monk looked at Xing Shizhong's world with great interest, and said with a smile: "Interesting, just now when you fought, I realized that you are the inheritance of Sanyin Peak, but it's not the same as Sanyin Huihai's exercises. "

"However, since you are a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, don't you know that you have to go to the Hehuan Cave to offer sacrifices to this deity every hundred years? Otherwise, without the support of flesh and blood spirit, this deity would have been obliterated by time!"

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

No wonder the ancestral hall of Hehuan Cave, only the patriarchs of the past dynasties have the authority 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 awe of this ancestor that the Hehuan Sect has the confidence to become one of the four major demon sects!

"Hey, I'm afraid you don't know what it means to be above the law and form, and the unity of the Tao and the body?"

The old monk raised his head and said with a playful smile, "It's just a treasure of Yuanshen, but it can't trap this deity!"

Zhang Ming narrowed his eyes: "Run!"

He stretched out his hand and patted the awakening clock next to him, but it was too late.

I saw the figure of the old monk on the opposite side sway slightly, as if the void was broken, bringing bursts of black storms, rushing towards the two of them.

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

The bodies of the four monsters returned to normal from the rigid state, like the rushing old monk merging into one, slapping Zhang Ming and Qu Feiyan in the wake-up clock.

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

This treasure of primordial spirit was actually broken by it!

Zhang Ming's complexion changed drastically, and he swung his sleeves away.

Supernatural powers - the world in your sleeves!

The cuffs swelled instantly, covering the four monsters, and a majestic force of restraint was generated.

"Huh? Daomen... supernatural powers?"

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

His body landed on the cuffs, but he froze all of a sudden, then flipped outwards and landed on the ground.

"Faxiang Realm? Or... above!"

Zhang Ming's heart was shocked, this four-headed monster got rid of the universe so easily.

My supernatural powers can suppress those who are not higher than my own third-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 Faxiang Realm is far beyond one's imagination, or the other party has surpassed the Faxiang Realm. According to speculation, it is more likely... the latter.

"Above the appearance of the Dharma, the Dao body is one?"

He thought of what the old monk said just now.

As a descendant of the Lingshu concept, he knew that the highest state recorded in the "Lingshu Jing" is the Faxiang state.

This is also the realm that Patriarch Lingshuzi achieved when he realized Taoism and broke through seven realms in a row.

"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 bells rang in his heart.

He can't see the opponent's speed at all!

"Tianhe hairpin, condense gas into ice!"

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

The figures of four monsters suddenly appeared in front of them, their limbs were tightly frozen by the ice, and their eyes showed surprise.

"Sword God!"

Zhang Ming tossed the Tianhe hairpin and it turned 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 series of lights and shadows gathered together, bursting out with boundless sword intent.

"Ho...ho..."

The four-headed monster standing in the ice was not afraid at all, but let out a piercing smile on the contrary.

The sword god in white stabbed in front of him with a sword, but saw the ice seal cracked in all directions. The monster stretched out its palm, grabbed the sword edge in front of its nose with one hand, squeezed it tightly and swung it down.

The phantom of the sword god collapsed violently.

The long sword was suppressed back to the shape of the hairpin.

This blow, which was comparable to the Faxiang Realm, was easily broken by it, and it couldn't hurt the opponent at all!

Zhang Ming looked shocked.

There was despair in everyone's eyes.

"Walk!"

Zhang Ming suddenly gave a cold shout, and pieces of icy edges emerged from the tail of the caught Tianhe hairpin.

"Huh? Yuan...God..."

The four-headed monsters smiled disdainfully, and their whole bodies were instantly wrapped in circles of ice edges.

"Daoist Qing Hui..."

Qu Feiyan, Su Tan'er and Yin Xue looked at Zhang Ming, unwilling to follow his order 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, took one last look at Zhang Ming, and quickly fled outside the Four Saints Hall.

The appearance of Zhang Xiaoyi manifested above the ice edge covering the four monsters, sealing the monsters firmly.

"Hey..."

The four monsters struggled outward.

The ice edge shattered inch by inch.

"Small tricks... let's die...!"

With a flash of his figure, he rushed to Zhang Ming in front,

"Yin and Yang rejoice, Liangyi dust!"

Zhang Ming's eyes narrowed at this moment, and Zhang Xiaoyi, who had been shattered into pieces, instantly condensed into shape.

A set of brocade cassock appeared on Zhang Ming's body, and he held the wake-up clock in his hand, running the joyful meditation method and the small yin and yang formula, exuding the aura of Buddhism and red yang.

Zhang Xiaoyi grasped the Tianhe hairpin and flicked it, the surrounding space vibrated, showing a surging Milky Way, and with the other hand, he held up the pitch-black bone flag and shook it vigorously. The extremely yin aura of Huanxi Zen method and Xiaoyinyang Jue appeared on his body, and he was in harmony with Zhang Ming.

One person and one clone stared at each other in mid-air.

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

The layout of the two instrument dust arrays is complete!

This is Zhang Ming's second strongest method to suppress the bottom of the box!

The eyes of the four monsters blurred, and they had already fallen into the dust, and the world magnified infinitely before their eyes.

"These... are not enough!"

Zhang Ming gritted his teeth, knowing that such a dust formation of Liangyi could only temporarily trap the monster above the Faxiang Realm at most, and it would be extremely difficult to suppress and kill the opponent.

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

He and Zhang Xiaoyi looked at each other again and nodded slightly. Immediately, a smile appeared on Zhang Xiaoyi's face, and he jumped towards the Liangyi mote in the middle.

Leave the treasure in place as the eye of the formation.

And Zhang Xiaoyi appeared in the world of dust.

"Hey... looking for death!"

When the four monsters were in a daze, they suddenly saw him, immediately disappeared and rushed over.

"Whether it is life or death, it depends on this last fight!"

Zhang Xiaoyi's smile gradually turned cold.

His eyes turned black, and the blue icy edge robe on his body was instantly dyed into jet black ink.

The four monsters jumped on him at once, but passed through his body without any injury.

Zhang Xiaoyi sneered indifferently, stretched out his hand to grab it, and the endless magic energy condensed into a long sword.

Jian Feng pointed at the four-headed monster behind him.

This is Zhang Ming's strongest method to suppress the bottom of the box!

[Magic Transformation] Transforming from a fairy into a demon, destroying the wisdom, and then reaching the superpower to kill all enemies in front of you

This small dust is like an octagonal cage at the moment, only the victorious side can walk out alive.

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