Chapter 1220

"You …" Sakra's blood-curdling screams shook the nine heavens. That was anger, that was grief, that was a kind of remorse and guilt. Sakra had calculated everything, but he didn't expect that Great Master Tian Gang would actually … also imitate Daoist Master Hao Yun, disregarding everything, and actually rushed into the black gas that was incomparably poisonous to Great Master Tian Gang. And he himself … actually had this old bald donkey stabbed into the same … part of his body twice!!!

Just as Master Tiangang was about to wave his hand and destroy Sakra's body again, Sakra had already moved. Like a black wind, he instantly disappeared from Master Tiangang's hand. Master Tiangang was already seriously injured, and with the sharp pain in his heart meridian, his True Qi stagnated, and he immediately fell to the ground. How could he continue to pursue Sakra?

While Sakra and Master Tiangang's battle was progressing, the battles of several people beside them … were also beginning to take shape.

The one closest to Master Tiangang was Master Longevity. Master Longevity had already spread out his Buddhist beads at the very beginning. The one hundred and eight small Sarira Buddhist Beads shone with boundless Buddhist light. Although the white bone whip was extremely powerful, and after several head-on clashes, the dozens of Sarira Buddhist Beads dimmed, but the Buddhist Beads lived up to their reputation as Buddhist holy objects. Under Master Longevity's control, they formed different arrays, attacking and defending well, and still managed to suppress the sharpness of the white bone whip!

Seeing that he was already at a disadvantage, Mahoraga's expression was extremely ugly. His eyes darted around, and a resolute look appeared on his face. At that moment, the white bone whip lashed down, and the Buddhist Beads turned into a shield formation to meet it. Just as the white bone whip touched the Buddhist Beads, Mahoraga opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of Blood Essence. Then, he tapped with his fingers, and a small blood-shaped array instantly formed. Once the blood array was formed, it immediately shot toward the white bone whip and stuck to the shaft of the white bone whip.

Crunch, crunch, crunch. After the white bone whip stuck to the blood array, a blood-red color spread out. After it turned completely blood-red, it immediately turned into countless tiny blood-red beads that whistled toward Master Longevity and the one hundred and eight Sarira Buddhist Beads.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Dozens of crisp sounds rang out. It was the sound of the bones and the sarira beads colliding and exploding!

Every time it rang out, Mahoraga's face lost a bit of color. Every time it rang out, Grandmaster Longevity's face also turned a bit paler …

Dozens of blood-colored bones penetrated the Buddhist Sarira beads and shot straight towards Master Longevity …

Seeing the white bones close in on him, Grandmaster Longevity clenched his teeth and waved his sleeves. It was the Heaven and Earth Sleeve ability, and he wanted to collect the dozens of white bones. Unexpectedly, just as he collected the white bones into his sleeves, Grandmaster Longevity's expression changed drastically. Popping sounds came from his sleeves, and the white bones in his sleeves actually exploded. Grandmaster Longevity hurriedly flung his sleeves, and the white bones in his sleeves flew toward Mahoraga along with the explosion …

"Hahahaha, old bald donkey, do you know what it means to reap what you sow?"

Mahoraga grinned viciously and waved his hand nonchalantly. Several streams of faint black Qi stopped the remaining dozen or so skeletons in front of him. But … just as Mahoraga was mocking Grandmaster Longevity, one of the skeletons suddenly moved. It flew through the black Qi Mahoraga had set up and shot right into Mahoraga's chest!

"You …" That small sword pierced right through his chest. When Mahoraga saw it with his divine sense, he realized that it was the Dalin Temple's magic weapon, the Demon Slaying Sword!

"The Demon Slaying Sword … why is it in your hands?"

Mahoraga asked in panic as he used the Tenryū Sect's secret technique to stop his wound. That Demon Slaying Sword was the absolute nemesis of the black Qi. All the magic weapons of the Tenryū Sect were extremely afraid of it!

"Haha, cough, cough." Grandmaster Longevity had just laughed a few times when he started coughing again. Presumably, his injuries were also very serious. After coughing a few times, Grandmaster Longevity straightened up and said in a low voice, "This old monk is the abbot of the Dalin Temple. Isn't this old monk the one who uses all the magic weapons?

Grandmaster Yuanwu has passed away. Isn't this Demon Slaying Sword left behind by this old monk? "

As he spoke, he pointed his finger. His face was slightly flushed, and the Demon Slaying Sword returned …

The battle between Grandmaster Tiangang and Indra, as well as the battle between Grandmaster Longevity and Mahoraga, was spectacular. However, the battle between Dragon King and Yuandao was the most entertaining.

The Dragon King was so engrossed in the battle that he tore off all his clothes, leaving only his private parts to cover. The Dragon King's body was painted with a huge dragon from head to toe. As the Dragon King twisted and turned in the air, the dragon seemed to come alive. As the saying goes, dragons follow the clouds and tigers follow the wind. In the time it took to smoke a cigarette, thin black clouds appeared around the Dragon King's body. Following those black clouds, the dragon on the Dragon King's body expanded and shrunk in the clouds, abnormally vigorous.

"Peng, peng, peng." The whole place was filled with the sounds of the Dragon King and Grandmaster Yuandao's Demon Slaying Pestle colliding!

The Dragon King's body was also unusual. His fists were even weirder and did not match the Dragon King's slender body. However, these fists did not seem to be made of flesh at all. Perhaps … these fists were the magic weapons that the Dragon King had been refining all this time!

The Demon Subduing Pestle was something that Zhang Xiaohua had encountered before. Even with Zhang Xiaohua's divine strength, she did not dare to face the Demon Subduing Pestle head-on. She could only use the Great Wisdom Sword to deal with it. As for the Dragon King, he had been using his fists to fight the Demon Subduing Pestle from the beginning to the end. Moreover, as time passed, the true energy in Grandmaster Yuandao's body gradually dried up. The Demon Subduing Pestle became lighter and lighter, while the Dragon King's fists became stronger and stronger. Every time, the Demon Subduing Pestle would be blown away by the wind from the fists.

Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, Grandmaster Yuandao could not help but have other thoughts. He flicked the sweat on his forehead and glanced at the Dragon King. Seeing that the Dragon King was excitedly raising his fist and exerting more force on the Demon Subduing Pestle, Grandmaster Yuandao flicked his sleeves lightly. Then, he took a deep breath and shouted, "What a good Dragon King, this old monk …"

However, before he could leap up, he fell to the ground.

"Haha!" The Dragon King shouted, "Old bald donkey, hurry up and get up! This daddy has not had enough yet!" As he spoke, he swung his fist and flew towards Grandmaster Yuandao!

But just as his fist was about to reach Grandmaster Yuandao's chest, a thin black ray of light suddenly appeared and pierced into the Dragon King's back!

This black ray of light was the black needle that Grandmaster Yuandao had used the Heaven and Earth Box to collect from Daoist Master Hao Yun. Since he knew that Daoist Master Hao Yun was the culprit who injured Grandmaster Yuandao, how could Grandmaster Yuandao return it to him?

To think that he would be able to use it here today!

"Eh?

Old bald donkey … when did you learn to be so despicable? "

The Dragon King did not care about the attack at all. He had cultivated the Tenryū Sect's secret technique and his entire body was tempered like a magical weapon. The tiny black ray of light would not be able to pierce through his skin!

But … that's just how things are. When you think it's impossible, it just happens!

That tiny black ray of light flashed and disappeared into the Dragon King's skin!

"Ah???"

The Dragon King let out a cry of shock and immediately rolled on the ground. He activated the secret technique in his body and tried to force the black ray of light out!

But … this black ray of light was a mysterious object. Back then, Grandmaster Yuandao had died under this black ray of light. Even though Grandmaster Yuandao did not have the secret technique to refine it and did not have the ability to control the black ray of light, once it entered the Dragon King's skin, it immediately flowed through the Dragon King's blood vessels and into his heart!

Grandmaster Yuandao was overjoyed when he saw the Dragon King panicking. He immediately jumped up from the ground and waved his hand. The Demon Subduing Pestle came crashing down like a mountain. The Dragon King roared and straightened his body. He raised his fist and with a loud bang, the Demon Subduing Pestle was sent flying. However, the Dragon King's face changed. The black ray of light that he had blocked earlier was now moving closer to his heart!

"Good, good, good ~" Grandmaster Yuandao seemed to know that the Dragon King was in an awkward position. He used what little spiritual energy he had and slammed the Demon Subduing Pestle down like a mountain. The Dragon King … could only retreat as he fought …

Grandmaster Yuanming was perhaps the most stable of the Grandmasters in the Dalin Temple. In other words, he was the only one who could fight evenly with the Tenryū Sect's Heavenly King and was at a slight disadvantage!

The Asura Heavenly King of the Tenryū Sect had always been known for his battle prowess. He was also a bloodthirsty and cruel person. The Asura Saber in his hand was passed down from the ancient Sakra Buddha. In the past ten thousand years, it had drunk the blood of countless people and reaped the lives of countless people. When the Asura Saber was swung, it was filled with the pungent smell of blood and the faint wails of countless vengeful spirits could be faintly heard.

Grandmaster Yuanming did not have many magical instruments. The Mou Bead was one of the few magical instruments in the Buddhist Sect. However, Grandmaster Yuanming did not have any great supernatural powers and could not use the power of the Mou Bead. He could only use his spiritual energy to drive the Mou Bead to strike like a pellet. Of course, this method could not compare to the true power of the Asura Saber. Fortunately, the Mou Bead shone brightly and suppressed the blood and black energy of the Asura Saber. Grandmaster Yuanming also held his ground. The Mou Bead did not fly more than ten feet away from him. The Buddha's Light protected his entire body firmly. He did not seek to make any mistakes. Therefore, although Grandmaster Yuanming was at a disadvantage, he was not in any danger in the time it took to smoke a cigarette!

Beside Asura was Yaksha King. The ghost face's three-pronged trident was being used smoothly. Endless black energy was spat out from the ghost face's tongue, tightly entangling Nun Shu Qing and Nun Jing Yi on the opposite side.

However, although there was a lot of black energy and it was extremely corrosive, the Plain Cloud White Flag lived up to its reputation. Every time it waved, countless white lotuses would appear and block the black energy. Although the white lotuses were not as useful as the Buddha's Light of the Dalin Temple, the white lotuses would constantly explode and annihilate most of the black energy. As for Yaksha King's trident, Nun Jing Yi was not afraid at all. Her peach blossom whip danced and turned into peach blossoms. The peach blossoms changed formations and she always had endless methods to block the trident in front of the two, rendering Yaksha King's attacks ineffective!

However … there was still one thing that made Nun Jing Yi and Nun Shu Qing angry, and that was Yaksha King's abnormal lecherousness. Although the two nuns were rather old, Yaksha King's mouth was still flirtatious. He rambled on and on, and his words were very unpleasant. The two nuns … became more and more furious …

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