Chapter 327: Blue Dragon Kills God

Chapter 327: Blue Dragon Kills God

Chapter 327: Blue Dragon Kills God
Strong winds blew up dark clouds, and night rain covered Hengshan City. Visibility was extremely low, and there was only a moment of brightness when lightning flashed from time to time.

Li Yuan retreated violently with his hammer in hand. His face was a little pale, but his eyes were full of envy.

Compared to the thunder dragon transformed by his true energy, the five spiritual images in the rain at this moment, including the old ghost image of Motian, looked very much like the giant monsters in the legend.

The oppression it brings is unparalleled, it is the conflict between human power and the power of heaven and earth, the power of entering the Tao.

"?!"

In the heavy rain, nine heads danced wildly with their pupils shrunken.

In an instant, he had recognized the four great spiritual figures in the rain.

Long Yingchan, Long Xixiang, Nie Xianshan and Cang Xianzhi, three masters and one great master!

"How come it's so fast?"

Mo Tian's scalp tingled, as if he had seen a ghost.

He was quite afraid of the Longhu Temple, and therefore, was reluctant to use his spiritual power. Once he did, after capturing and killing the assassin, he would immediately escape.

He even had a plan in mind to deal with the pursuit from the Dragon and Tiger Temple, but this happened too quickly. He had only been activating his spiritual power for a few breaths, so how could all the people arrive already?
"ambush!"

A thought flashed through his mind, and Mo Tian felt a chill in his heart. In a flash, the body made of dark fog exploded.

boom!
The wind was blowing hard, blowing away the heavy rain.

Hundreds of meters away, Li Yuan's clothes were blown loudly. This old ghost was very decisive, using the explosion of his body as a barrier.

All nine heads broke free from their necks and flew in all directions at an extremely fast speed.

"Decisive enough."

Li Yuan reacted quickly as well. With a flick of his wrist, the whip was swung three hundred meters away. With a crisp bang, a head shattered.

But only one was broken. It wasn't because of the slow reaction, but a moment later, the dragon claw that stretched out from the dark clouds had already reached down.

Unlike the first time, Li Yuan was quite shocked when he saw the dragon claw up close. The patterns and scales were so lifelike that no matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem fake.

hum!
The moment the dragon claws closed, Li Yuan felt a darkness before his eyes. It seemed that the dragon claws had grasped the wind, rain, air currents and even light of the urban area in their palms.

The old ghost was decisive. Some of the remaining eight heads had already escaped several miles away, but were still caught in the dragon's claws.

Then, rub.

"what!"

This time there was no shock or anger, just a scream caused by intense pain.

"It's spectacular."

Li Yuan couldn't hide his shock.

The moment the old ghost activated his spiritual power, he felt his hair stand on end. It was obvious that it was the power of a master, but under the dragon's claws, he had no power to resist at all.

You can't escape.

And this is just a dragon claw, without seeing the dragon's body, not to mention Long Yingchanchi's famous 'Wind, Tiger, Cloud and Dragon'.

"The title of Land God is indeed not given in vain."

Li Yuan murmured in his heart.

Even he was so awed when he saw the grandmaster take action. To ordinary people, if this isn’t a god, then what is a god?

In addition to being in awe, he also felt a lot more at ease. Naturally, the bigger and stronger the backer, the better.

Call ~
After a moment of silence, the four great spiritual figures disappeared, and the wind and rain swept in again, washing away all traces.

In a corner of the ruins of a shattered ancient temple, the little tiger shook off the moisture on his body, took a deep look at the traces that were dissipating in the air, and retreated into the darkness.

"God is the bridge between heaven and earth, Grandmaster..."

Outside the ancient temple, Long Xixiang, Nie Xianshan and three others stood quietly, and none of them tried to stop the eight heads because they knew it was meaningless.

They have long been accustomed to their Taoist master who likes to do things personally.

"call!"

Only then did Li Yuan see Long Yingchan. He was standing on the street outside the ancient temple, playing with a palm-sized stone tablet.

His breath was calm, without any worldly smell.

His figure was clearly visible to the naked eye, but in Li Yuan's perception, there was only rain, and no breath left.

"It seems that there is only this old Motian ghost."

Nie Xianshan felt quite bored. He didn't even get a chance to make a move after going down the mountain. He glanced at Li Yuan who came quickly towards him to greet him, and his mood suddenly became worse.

He had seen the whip on this kid before, but like the other magic weapons, it ignored him...

"Yan Tianxiong is still cautious. I thought I could have a face-to-face encounter with him anyway."

Playing with the statue of the nine skyscrapers, Long Yingchan felt it was a pity.

But he has always acted like this. Even if he knew that there was only this old ghost Motian, he would still go there.

The main focus is safety.

"These evil people of the Evil God Cult, under the banner of worshipping God, actually none of them truly worship God. Not to mention that it is just an incarnation, even if Motian's real body died here, he wouldn't care."

Nie Xianshan was not surprised.

"good."

Cang Xianzhi echoed and expressed his agreement.

"Not necessarily. Yan Tianxiong..."

Long Yingchan frowned slightly.

Capturing and killing this old ghost and purging the evil god cult's spies were just superficial reasons. He wanted to take this opportunity to see and meet Yan Tianxiong, but unfortunately the latter was too cautious.

He had wasted all the preparations he had made, and it was a pity that he had not been able to try out the owner of the Qin building.

also……

He glanced at Li Yuan, his mind somewhat subtle.

According to his estimation, the only way for this kid to defeat the old ghost Motian is to activate the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer. He really didn't expect the Azure Dragon Whip.

The divine weapons admire the strong, but they also care about fate to some extent, otherwise Nie Xianshan would not have had no divine weapons recognize their master until now.

If the magic weapon is so bad, let alone the best magic weapon?
He witnessed Li Yuan entering and leaving the Divine Weapon Hall, but he really didn't see anything.

"Let's go back to the mountain."

At this time, Long Xixiang just spoke. He had no interest in fighting and killing now.

"Ah."

Long Yingchan nodded.

The strong wind and heavy rain had no impact on the people present, but who likes to get caught in the rain?
Call ~
After several people left one after another, the task of cleaning up the battlefield naturally fell on Li Yuan. He certainly did not refuse, as it was a good job.

The old men may look down on him because of his wealth and status, but he doesn't despise him.

The incense at the Motian Temple was not very popular, but a lot of money was collected from the incense burners and the broken statues. After that, some gold, silver, and some common elixirs were collected.

"Pray to the Motian method."

Li Yuan dug out a secret book from the ruins, flipped through it casually, and lost interest when he saw the visualization method.

The evil god cult has really made a lot of use of the method of worshipping gods. There are as many variations as there are gods, but he is only interested in the correct method of worshipping gods.

In the past two years, all his martial arts skills have advanced by leaps and bounds, except for the subsequent method of worshiping gods. He is stuck between the first and second levels and can only continue to explore.

“It seems that the method of worshipping gods is rampant, but in fact, the complete method of worshipping gods is still extremely rare and hard to find.”

After clearing out all the things, Li Yuan hurried back to the mountain.

……

"The cloud follows the dragon, and the wind follows the tiger."

"Long Yingchan's spiritual appearance is becoming more and more terrifying."

Outside Hengshan City, on a high barren mountain, Yu Banzhou's face was pale as if he had been drained of energy. The Red Flame Dragon King stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the night sky.
After a moment, he looked away and sighed.

"Master Motian is in trouble now?"

After taking the elixir, Yu Banzhou's blood and energy felt much better than before. He forced himself to stand up and looked at the dragon claw disappearing in the rain, and cold sweat broke out.

"if not?"

The Scarlet Flame Dragon King sneered, "These old ghosts have lived too long, few of them have sharp brains, it would be strange if they didn't die.

Fortunately, he was not so stupid as to call for his true body to descend, otherwise, there would be one less true god appointed by the imperial court." The Scarlet Flame Dharma King spoke in a cold tone, with a hint of sarcasm in it.

Yu Banzhou shrank his head. He didn't dare to get involved in the conflict between the top leaders of the Holy Church and those great gods.

"Your Majesty, shall we go back?"

Yu Banzhou was a little nervous. He really didn't want to go back.

"I will definitely go back, but I have to wait for the next old ghost to come."

King Chiyan narrowed his eyes slightly. Without these idiots in front of him, he really didn't dare to enter Hengshan City.

Long Yingchan was used to peeping, so he had to be on guard.

"Again?"

Yu Banzhou felt heavy in his heart. Over the past few years, he even regretted why he became the deputy hall master.

There are not many benefits, but a lot of disadvantages. Not only do you have to replenish your energy for the beast in front of you, but you also face life-and-death crisis at all times.

"Of course I'm coming. I heard that the lost Qianling Saving People Stele contained a hundred-year-old Qianling incense. This is the life of those old ghosts. Do you think they will be willing to accept it?"

King Chiyan walked to the tree and sat cross-legged.

"A hundred years of incense?"

Yu Banzhou was startled, and then he realized the real purpose of Master Motian's coming, but he couldn't help but wonder:

"There are a lot of incense sticks from a hundred years ago. How dare Guardian Fang send them to the Dragon and Tiger Temple? Could it be..."

"How can we hold a ceremony in the Dragon and Tiger Temple without a hundred-year-old incense? The ceremony failed, and the incense was lost. This is why those old ghosts are angry."

After hearing the explanation, Yu Banzhou felt a little annoyed. Those old ghosts were too bold and his flesh was aching.

Generally speaking, a hundred years of incense burners refers to the area of ​​a state. He understands the feelings of those gods very well for losing so much incense.

"A hundred years of incense. If I were Master Qianling, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to swallow this."

Yu Banzhou sighed inwardly, wondering how he could have run into such a mess. He just wanted to practice martial arts well.

"You'll get used to it after swallowing more."

The heavy rain gradually subsided. The Scarlet Flame Dharma King under the tree turned into a red light and sank into Yu Banzhou's body. He seemed quite happy to see those old guys suffer a defeat.

"Farewell, His Majesty."

Yu Banzhou gave a bitter smile.

……

"Wind, Tiger, Cloud and Dragon."

On the eaves of a restaurant, Yan Chunyang stood with his hands behind his back. Two old servants stood on his left and right, looking at the dispersing shadow of the cloud dragon, and were quite shocked.

"Long Yingchan's martial arts are truly formidable. His spiritual form is probably only inferior to the prince's Demon-Subduing Dragon Divine Form."

The two old slaves were quite awed.

"This Feng Hu Yun Long is not bad, but unfortunately it is not worthy of being compared with Master's Demon Subduing Spirit God."

Yan Chunyang sneered when he heard this:

"Give me ten years, and kill him like a dog..."

The two old servants turned pale with fear and tried to persuade him in a low voice: "My Lord, be careful with your words."

"This is a great master..."

"What about the Grand Master?"

Yan Chunyang snorted lightly, but did not mention it again. Instead, he asked:
"Then there is said to be a preliminary round for the martial arts performance?"

"My Lord, this is what happened."

An old slave bowed and responded: "According to the rules, before the martial arts performances, most of the spectators will be screened out."

Another old slave took over the conversation:

"In previous years, this so-called primary election was just a formality, but Long Yingchan brought out the Dragon and Tiger Pagoda. It's obvious that he has bad intentions, so we must be on guard."

"With bad intentions?"

Yan Chunyang immediately smiled: "This Marquis is just feeling bored."

The two old slaves looked at each other and their expressions changed slightly. They had followed Yan Chunyang for a long time, and they felt a little uneasy when they heard him say that.

"My Lord, please don't do anything rash. The old man, the prince..."

Yan Chunyang raised his hand to stop the two from talking, and his smile deepened:

"What is this primary election? When does it start?"

"This……"

The two old slaves felt their scalps tingling, but they could only answer:
"The primary election should last for a year, and at the latest, it should start before winter this year. If it's early, it may start in a month or two."

"Before winter?"

Yan Chunyang counted with his fingers: "Time is a bit tight, but it can almost gather the number required for the 'Thousand Yin Ceremony'..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the two of them and said, "I hope this ceremony will not disappoint me."

"This……"

How can two old slaves dare to guarantee this?

"Whoo~"

Before the two of them wanted to say anything, Yan Chunyang had already stepped back into the backyard.

……

……

"Sixty-three third-level incense sticks and eleven fourth-level incense sticks are also acceptable."

Inside the hut, Li Yuan changed his clothes and counted his harvest. He counted the lighting of the incense in the Divine Fire Combination Furnace as one.

"The temple is still too small. If it were replaced with the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva Temple or the Hundred-Armed Taoist Temple..."

After a quick count, Li Yuan felt nothing unusual. This amount of incense was just a drop in the bucket for him now.

He pushed open the door. The heavy rain gradually subsided and lights were on in a small temple in the distance. With an idea in his mind, he brought over some wine, tea, fruits, and snacks.

"come in!"

Inside the small temple, as Li Yuan expected, Long Yingchan, Nie Xianshan and Cang Xianzhi were all there.

Li Yuan poured tea and wine skillfully without saying a word, just standing by and serving.

"There were about ten of them in the west of the city. We captured them all in one fell swoop, but a few of the stubborn ones committed suicide on the spot."

“It’s pretty much the same over there.”

A few of them didn't care that he was eavesdropping on them and continued talking. They must be talking about the number of spies to be eliminated.

"Before the martial arts performance, we need to clear up the mess. This is a matter of reputation for the sect, so we need to take action when necessary. Don't just count on the younger generation below."

As soon as Long Yingchan put down his teacup, Li Yuan filled it up for him.

"Okay, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Nie Xianshan held the teacup and glanced at the Blue Dragon Belt around his waist while speaking.

"Disciple is a little curious about that old ghost."

As Li Yuan spoke, he looked at Long Yingchan. The latter raised his eyebrows, did not answer, but took out a booklet from his arms.

"This is?"

Li Yuan reached out and took it.

"This is some information about the Evil God Cult within the sect..."

Long Yingchan looked at him deeply and picked up the teacup:

"Go back and see for yourself."

"Thank you, Master."

Li Yuan felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so he picked up the booklet and said goodbye.

(End of this chapter)