Wet viviparity

Chapter 198 Borrowing Treasures, Fighting at Yinshan
The sparrow transformed by the beast nightmare technique flapped its wings hard, trying to take the strange insect in the bowl, but because it suddenly changed into a bird, it was unable to adapt to this body and crashed directly into the treasure bowl.

On the mountain, in the thick dark wind and evil spirit, a round object fell down, emitting hundreds of thousands of rays of light, which shot out in all directions like arrows.

The grand Zen chanting spread across the mountain. The birds on the solitary peak were under the light, and the nightmares on their bodies were constantly dispelled in the Zen chanting.

"Sheli!"

Suluo's soul looked at the falling object, and although he was quite surprised, he did not stop his hands.

He formed the demon-subduing seal with his four palms and stretched out his five fingers pointing downward. Rays of light shot towards the red light, but they were like stones thrown into a lake, and they stopped moving in an instant.

After all, it is a soul, without the bones of a physical body, and the power of the Demon-Subduing Seal is greatly reduced.

A blood-red light spread out, and the person in the light did not cast any spell on Zen Master Sura. There was only a hand stretched out in the red light, a hand of a soul that tilted the bottle.

Su Luo put away the demon-subduing seal and hung on the mountain, staring at the red light, or rather, at the hanging hand.

The Yin law instrument, the moth-flying lamp, is used to open the Yin land, and the soul in the flesh only lowers one hand, so that it can be convenient for oneself to evacuate at any time. It is really a brilliant strategy.

Now that the other party can do this with ease, he must have reached the third level of foundation building.

Su Luo's soul has now returned to the netherworld, using his body to lure the enemy, but the other party does not seem to care about him. Even though he used the soft demon-subduing seal to prove that he has lost the help of his physical body and magic bones, the other party still has no desire to attack.

After staring at the red light for a long time, Su Luo looked towards the solitary peak in the mountain.

The relic had fallen on the sparrow's body, and the spell that created the animal's nightmare was finally dispelled. Qian Geng returned to his original form on the solitary peak and carefully picked up the relic in his hand.

Qian Geng looked up and happened to meet the Zen master's eyes. He then reached out to grab the treasure bowl, but unexpectedly the treasure bowl flipped over and pinned him under the bowl.

In the red light, the palm moved, but in the end there was no movement.

Zen Master Sura was not surprised by the celestial being's reaction. He had analyzed everything the celestial being did. There were some things he couldn't understand, but many things showed that this was a self-centered practice.

He probably doesn't care that much about the life and death of his subordinates.

Today in Yinshan Mountain, we were able to find a capable general under the command of Duan Tianren, which is also good.

Three of his disciples died, among whom Huijin and Fawen were killed by heavenly beings.

Another Zhengguo died at the hands of a centipede monster on Liuya Mountain in Liling, so naturally he would put the blame on Tianren.

"Boom~"

With a loud bang, the precious bowl on the peak and the solitary peak seemed to move.

"Boom~"

After another loud noise, Sura finally lost his composure. He realized that he had made a mistake. The person who was being held under the bowl did not seem to be an ordinary person.

There were loud noises one after another, and the isolated peak below seemed to shake along with it. The exploded earth and rocks on the peak turned into a cloud of dark dust and rolled up.

There were cracks on the precious bowl, as fine as hairs.

"roar~"

"Ow~"

The roars of dragons and tigers emanated from the soul, instantly passing through a distance of hundreds of meters and about to blast into the bowl.

Qian Geng became alert and smashed the demon-subduing iron pestle down hard, leaving a small gap on the top of the peak.

Flying out from the gap at the bottom of the bowl, Qian Geng approached Zen Master Sula with the speed of a Yaksha. His body was dark, hard like a piece of black iron, and strong like a human bear. He threw the iron pestle in his hand with great force.

The whistling cold wind blew on Sula's soul, and the iron pestle made a loud roar. The Zen master did not bother to hide his clumsiness, and all four arms, which were like dark gold, pressed down together.

Like a meteor, the iron pestle with a roaring sound touched the four palms in the blink of an eye. The scene froze for a moment, and the iron pestle was firmly held. Qian Geng was so shocked that he stopped his Yin body from rushing forward, and the palm in the red light also moved slightly.

Although Qian Geng was down and out, he was no ordinary person.

Qian Geng was doing well both during his lifetime and after his death. If Xiao Qiulong had not been killed accidentally, Qian Geng would still be living a wealthy and carefree life in Jinbi Water Palace.

Even if Ji Ming conquered the other party, he would still promise him great benefits and put a "Qi Ban Talisman" on him at the first opportunity. This was a completely different treatment from Shu Si's.

Because as for Shu Si, Ji Ming believed that he could be compatible with him, and as for Qian Geng, he might have to be compatible with the other party, but the wonderful thing about things lies in the encounter and also in the origin.

The iron pestle slipped down from the four hands, and the four hands also hung down weakly.

Seeing this, Qian Geng breathed a sigh of relief. If the Zen master really had a strong soul and took his demon-subduing pestle head-on, he might really have to die here today.

In the sky, the red light on the moth-flying lamp was shining brightly, and the palm seemed to reach down more. Zen Master Sula became nervous, and he began to let a precious shadow fall down and hide in the clouds.

With a swish, the palm was quickly pulled back and the red light disappeared.

"This"

The Zen master realized something and looked hurriedly at the Yaksha below. He scanned the mountain again and again but could no longer see the other party.

He raised his four arms with difficulty, and those four arms that had been severely injured, murmured: "It shouldn't be like this. I was seriously injured this time. I wasn't pretending to be weak. Why didn't he take advantage of the victory and pursue me? Why didn't he pursue me?"

In his mind, the prophecy emerged like a magic scripture, out of his control.

"A spirit came from the west, carrying the destiny of the south.

There is no shore in the sea of ​​suffering, and turning back will lead to nothingness in the weeds. "

Su Luo put his four hands on his head, and a precious shadow fell from the clouds.

It was a sword with a red tassel, a red jade sword stem, a rusty bronze lion-faced guard, and a straight long sword body. It was shaking coldly and caused the wind and clouds on the Yinshan Mountain to churn.

Finally, the sword shadow fell down and nailed the scorpion ghost to the rock.

"I want to see how you can sit in your secret place when it's raining and storming outside."

On the Xiaoxi Mountain, Qian Geng transformed himself into a scholar, swung the demon-subduing pestle, which turned into a folding fan, and walked straight into the villa.

On the martial arts training ground in the courtyard, Qian Wenshi greeted Zhang Xiaoyuan, who was practicing swordsmanship on time, as if he had met him by chance, and said, "Is that Brother Zhang in front?"

"Who are you?" Zhang Xiaoyuan was not like most Taoists who would subconsciously remain on guard when facing strangers. Instead, he asked back curiously.

"Qian Geng, one of the Yaksha, is now a guest of Jin Tong." Qian Geng said this, bowed and said: "Master Jin Tong asked me to come and ask Brother Zhang to use the Jade Bamboo Bow once."

"Nonsense!" Tiger Eyes on the side scolded: "The bamboo bow is a treasure of the mountain, how can it be used like a child's toy? I think Jin Tong is full of ambition and is starting to act recklessly."

"The master will pay you!"

“I have conditions.”

Qian Geng and Zhang Xiaoyuan spoke almost at the same time, and then Qian Geng said with a smile: "The master said that you can't write two Zhang characters with one stroke. If cousin Zhang has any request, I will grant it."

Zhang Xiaoyuan smiled and nodded, but he was secretly complaining in his heart: "This is really Cousin Zhang when there is something wrong, and Fellow Daoist Zhang when there is nothing wrong."

"Tell me who you will use it on first." Zhang Xiaoyuan said, and then added: "Although I promised you, if I do something immoral, I will take back my previous words."

Qian Geng carefully took out a small square box and said, "It's not someone, but this!"

"As long as it's not a human, it's not a big problem." Zhang Xiaoyuan flipped his hand, ignored Huyan's dissuasion, and fired at the small box.

(End of this chapter)