Netherworld Chapter 127: Dragon Soars (4)
The power of the character "斩" is not as strong as "千山归峰", but in terms of local sharpness, it is more powerful than the latter.
Amid the bloody rain and scattered limbs, the old Taoist drew the talisman again without any hesitation. Dong Barang and his group followed suit and clapped their hands continuously. Towering mountains kept crashing into the crowd.
The hundreds of people on the opposite side were completely blocked.
Many people knew the Taoist priest, and there was confusion and resentment on their faces.
It is conceivable that after this incident, the status of the Five Elements Vein would plummet in the eyes of others. This puzzled me a lot about the Taoist's actions. Why didn't he sneak attack Dong Barang, but instead helped the Emperor Vein?
This is totally inconsistent with the old Taoist's idea. Perhaps, he wants to paralyze the vigilance of the Emperor's Meridian?
If that's the case... I watched the old Taoist continue to kill the enemy, and one figure after another fell under the attack of the Five Elements Taoist Talisman. Blood rained down, and the expression on the old Taoist's face remained calm. If he really wanted to paralyze the Emperor's Meridian, then this mentality was really terrible.
Someone in the sky was shouting, and I looked up and saw a large number of people leaving the local battle group and rushing towards this side. Those disciples of the imperial bloodline who lost their opponents were immediately blocked by others.
There were a huge crowd of people, at least one or two thousand. With so many people, Lao Dao and Dong Balang would definitely not be able to stop them.
I saw that the Demonic Zen Vein, which had attacked the most fiercely before, was also among them. This made me feel cold in my heart, my lips trembled, and I was ready to recite the Eight Ropes Protection Mantra.
"hold head high!"
A dragon roar resounded through the sky and the earth, and the ground was like a broken eggshell, with dirt and gravel flying everywhere.
The crackling sound continued, faster than before, and wisps of gray mist floated out from the cracks in the ground.
This is the dragon energy. Under the guidance of the formation, the completely overflowing dragon energy can take shape. As long as the formation continues, it will eventually turn into a dragon claw and forcefully open the road to the underworld.
This is an extremely heaven-defying act, a legendary feat. The ancient records of moving mountains and seas are probably similar to this.
However, this made the attacking sects even more anxious. Once the dragon energy took shape, no one could stop it. That was the most powerful force in the world today, which came from the accumulation of countless years of the Chinese land.
Dong Balang continued to clap his hands slowly, and although his face was gloomy, he had no intention of running away.
As for the old Taoist, he drew one empty symbol after another and seemed not to have any thought of retreating.
The team of thousands of people came very quickly and arrived in the blink of an eye. The one at the front was an unknown force. They all held cold weapons in their hands, which were stained with blood and flashed with the light of Taoism.
Their faces were filled with murderous intent.
In this situation, I couldn't stay there any longer and could only recite the protective spell.
Good times will come after bad times, guard the universe!
The old Taoist waved his right hand quickly and drew nine empty talismans in succession.
Each of the nine talismans is different. The lines and patterns seem simple, but they contain an indescribable mystery.
The light blue empty symbols kept floating, forming a strange pattern. I couldn't tell what it looked like, but it was very similar to the Bagua pattern I had seen before.
The five elements of heaven and earth, the great way exists in one! The Nine Palaces appear, the laws are issued to the nine gods, and the five directions of Taoism are practiced!
The huge Nine Palaces Taoist Talisman covered an area of five meters. One of the talismans suddenly flashed a red light. The old Taoist pointed at it with one hand and shouted softly: Lihuo!
The red talisman shook slightly, and red mist continued to pour out from it and floated towards the enemy.
These inconspicuous red mists swept into the crowd in the blink of an eye, and the faces of those who first came into contact with them froze. Then, I saw that they were like burning oil drums, with pillars of fire completely covering them.
There were no miserable howls, because these people were completely reduced to ashes in just one or two seconds. After the fire pillar disappeared, there was nothing left in its place.
This strange scene immediately frightened the people who were attacking. They pushed and rubbed others, trying to escape from the area covered by the fog. The demons and Zen veins escaped the fastest. Their strong bodies were invincible. At this moment, they acted mercilessly and killed all those who blocked their way.
Seeing such a ferocious monster, although everyone was filled with resentment, they did not dare to say much at this time.
The old Taoist's Nine Palaces Fire Talisman completely shocked everyone on the spot, and even I, who was about to escape into nothingness, couldn't help but stop.
Dong Balang did not stop. Taking advantage of the opponent's chaos, he used the Yushan Jue again.
This scene actually only lasted a few seconds, but more than 300 people were killed or injured. I was a little numb after watching it. No wonder practitioners have hearts as hard as stone. If they die like this every day, even the softest tofu will turn into diamond.
“Boom!”
There were continuous loud noises, my feet trembled, and I fell to the ground.
It was shaking everywhere as if it was equipped with springs, and ordinary people like couldn't stand steadily.
At this time, the Nine Palace Talisman trembled and suddenly dimmed. The red mist quickly dissipated, and the old Taoist retreated. I sat on the ground and saw that his face was a little pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.
Are you okay?
As soon as the question was asked, Dongbalan came over with his men and asked the same question.
It's okay. The old Taoist shook his head: Just a little weak.
As he spoke, he took out a few pills from his sleeve and swallowed them.
Dong Balang nodded, said nothing, and looked at the enemy opposite him.
Without the Nine Palaces Talisman's deterrence, those people were ready to move again. When they saw the old Taoist put the pill into his mouth, they were suddenly delighted and rushed over again.
Dong Balang and his men protected the old Taoist priest and I in the middle. At the same time, he seemed to be talking to himself: It’s almost there, it’s almost there…
The dragon energy was overflowing more and more, and I even saw some people stop fighting and take things to collect dragon energy. But in such a chaotic moment, this behavior was extremely irrational, and most of the people who did this were attacked from behind and killed on the spot.
Another group of people gathered on the other side, and the total number exceeded 2,000. Among them, there were even big guys like Mochanmai.
What should I do? I looked at the Taoist priest.
He shook his head and didn't answer. If it was usual, I would have let it go if I received such a reply. But what was the situation now? In the blink of an eye between life and death, the old Taoist actually had such an attitude.
I was a little angry and wanted to curse loudly, but I didn't know what to say.
The enemy has rushed over, Dong Balang and others are on high alert, but if nothing unexpected happens, they will eventually die here with me and the old Taoist.
No matter how powerful a person is, he is still just a human being.
Although the situation is not optimistic, I have nothing to worry about. As long as I recite the protective spell, I can escape at any time. However, Mr. Jiao is still in the underground crack, and whether the Taoist is willing to go with me is also a big problem.
Suddenly, the long dragon roar sounded again.
This time was different from usual, because with the dragon's roar, the cracks in the ground suddenly increased a lot, and from a distance, I even saw a mountain gradually falling down.
The dragon's roar continued, growing louder and louder, somewhat like the unyielding roar of a trapped dragon before ascending to heaven.
I heard someone shouting: Hurry! Longtengshi, we can't delay any longer!
Countless people rushed here, and even thousands of people from the Imperial Bloodline could not stop them.
I felt that I was now pale as a ghost, and quickly grabbed the Taoist's sleeve: Do you want to leave or not?
The old Taoist shook his head: You can’t leave.
His tone was very firm, and the anger in my heart immediately rose up: Are you sick? Why don't you leave now? Are you tired of living?
This was said very loudly, and Dong Balang turned to look at me. I no longer cared about his feelings, because saving my life was the most important thing.
I am not from the Imperial Bloodline, so there is no need for me to die for the Imperial Bloodline. Even if I take the treasure, it is all on the old Taoist.
If you don't leave, I will leave! I am completely angry. This is the negative emotion caused by panic. In fact, there is nothing worth getting angry about. If... the old Taoist is so indifferent to his own and other people's lives, it doesn't count.
Just as I was chanting the protective spell and preparing to leave, screams suddenly sounded in the distance. At the same time, there were shouts and curses.
you!
Assholes, how dare you...
Most of the conversations were like this. It was so noisy around me that I was lucky enough to hear one or two sentences.
In astonishment, I saw the black iron tower of the Demonic Zen Vein explode in the crowd. The allies who were close to them and had no defense against them were killed by the Demonic Zen Vein.
And further away, the scene became even more chaotic.
Many people who had been fighting together turned on each other, head to head, sword to sword, treating each other as enemies.
This is……
I really can't understand the situation. What did they eat wrong?
Suddenly, I understood why the Taoist priest insisted on not leaving, and why Dongbalang did not retreat in such a dangerous situation.
Was all this planned long ago?
At this moment, I vaguely understood why the Taoist priest immediately agreed to help Dong Balang when he asked for help.
Perhaps, he had already noticed the abnormality of the situation at that time.
And was Dong Balang's question a test of us?
If that's the case, if the Taoist didn't take action at that time but chose another way, then the two of us...
I didn’t dare to think further. I felt extremely fortunate, as if I had walked away from the gates of hell.
Being with these practitioners, I felt that my brain was not enough. They loved to scheme and plot, and each of them was so cunning that they would never reveal any clues until the very end.
If I didn’t have the experience, I wouldn’t even know I was being sold out by them a hundred times.
The melee made the scene even more chaotic than before.
The people who were originally united are now divided into two parts. One part fights the Emperor's veins and fights with their own people. The other part fights with their own people and helps the Emperor's veins. This is too confusing, and it also fully shows my tangled feelings.
"Boom!" There was a loud bang.
The sound was so loud that it seemed to break the sky . Before I could come to my senses, I heard another extremely ethereal voice: Tao, all things exist in one, and all things are created by one law. Veins, blood flows in all things, and is passed on by one law. Sacrifice to heaven and earth, enlighten ghosts and gods, control dragons with heaven, and transform into form with qi, and you will be connected!
As the last word was spoken, the ground a thousand meters to our left exploded. A gray column of air shot up into the sky, sweeping everything around like a tornado. Everything that collided with it was instantly shattered.
The appearance of this wind column shocked everyone. Most of the fighting stopped, and Dong Barang turned around with a look of enthusiasm and excitement.
The dragon energy is taking shape! It's finally about to begin, the Emperor of Heaven is finally coming back to the world!
Listening to these somewhat crazy words, I looked at the wind column from afar. Its rotation speed was getting slower and slower, and the dragon energy was flowing back downwards, constantly shrinking and deforming...
When the wind column stops completely, the dragon claws generated by the full strength of the imperial veins will open the way to the underworld.
