Chapter 508

The young monk stood together with the other heirs of the sea of ​​bitterness, quietly watching his own martial sage make a move, trying to overcome the desolation in the valley.

From a distance, it is about the thirteenth and fourteenth realms.

Considering his age, his cultivation level is not low, so he is undoubtedly a direct descendant of Kuhai.

But under normal circumstances, Leng Ji, who wanted to besiege the fifteenth realm and possessed two black dragon auras, would definitely not be the main force.

It is more of a joint siege, blocking the path of Leng Ji's breakthrough, and attacking those who are in the martial saint realm or the fifteenth realm Martial Emperor peak in the same sect.

When Leng Ji was seriously injured, weak and exhausted, the relatively low-level Kuhaimen people could try to rush forward.

But right now, when the masters of the same sect are trying to use magic to save all living beings from the silence, the others just need to stay around quietly.

However, this young monk suddenly made his own decisions.

Chen Luoyang looked from a distance through the perspective of a half-sea Taoist, just in time to see a black long knife suddenly drawn out from nowhere in the opponent's hand.

If it's just this action, it's nothing.

In addition to the world-renowned Tathagata, the Kuhai lineage naturally has other unique skills.

Among the several great skills second only to Tathagata's magic palm, there is a Wujian sword technique, which is overbearing and weird, making the enemy feel as if they are falling into the endless hell and cannot die.

But after the young Kuhai disciple had a saber in his hand, his whole demeanor suddenly changed.

The domineering and fierce sword intent soared into the sky.

This monk's cultivation seems to have skyrocketed suddenly, soaring all the way to the realm of martial saints.

Everything happens in an instant.

While Chen Luoyang noticed that the young monk was strange, the Kuhai master was also shocked.

The Martial Sage of Bitter Sea, who was trying to cross the cold and silent valley, turned his head and looked down.

The palm force that was originally aimed at the valley changed its target immediately.

Although he didn't know why his elbow and armpit changed, the old monk had already judged that it was not the Wujian sword technique inherited from his own Boundless Temple at the moment when the opponent's saber intent burst forth.

The word "enemy attack" immediately jumped into my mind.

And is a strong enemy.

So without any hesitation, the old monk immediately changed his target and attacked the enemy behind him first.

It's a pity that the opponent's strength was already superior to his, and they suddenly attacked again. Although the old monk responded quickly, he was still caught off guard.

A black dragon, soaring into the sky, unparalleled in sharpness.

Amidst the sound of the dragon's roar, the light of the dark sword piercing the sky and splitting the earth broke the old monk's hasty palm force, and then directly struck him.

The old monk was full of bitterness, and he passed on to the gods, transcending the ordinary and becoming holy.

While drinking Po Maha and Mo Du sentient beings' palm power changes, the boundless sea of ​​bitter palm also enveloped his whole body.

The sword light in the shape of a black dragon rushed into the sea of ​​bitterness and wreaked havoc, turning the world upside down.

And the young monk struck fiercely and resolutely, and kept striking after one strike.

The sea of ​​bitterness of the old monk was boundless and hurried, and finally the sea of ​​bitterness was blatantly torn apart by the continuous violent force!

The light of the saber slashed heavily on the old monk's body, and the blood instantly filled the sky.

The other inheritors of the sea of ​​bitterness looked at the young monk in shock.

"...Dragon Emperor Tianfeng of West Qin Dynasty?! I don't hear about Junior Brother, you..."

The young monk stood with his sword horizontally, his expression was calm and unwavering, and there was a look of disdain for the world in his eyes.

Chen Luoyang looked at the young monk from afar.

At this moment, he could vaguely see the sky above the opponent's head, as if there were three illusory black dragons circling.

"Aren't you Buwen Junior Brother, you are from Xiqin?" Everyone in Kuhai was shocked and angry when facing the Buwen Demon Monk whose cultivation had suddenly risen to the level of Martial Saint.

But they didn't dare to go forward, but hurriedly gathered around the seriously injured old monk.

"...Let's go!" The old monk did not dare to hesitate, but immediately prepared to retreat.

After a few moves just now, he could clearly feel that the opponent's strength was unbelievable.

Among the martial saints of the sixteenth realm in the Western Qin Dynasty, there is no such master.

If it must be said that there is, then there is only one person.

The old monk lived long enough to see the rise of many strong men.

Among them is the strongest master of the Western Qin Dynasty in the past hundred years, the former giant of the world, Li Ce, the Great Emperor of the Western Qin Dynasty!

Li Ce, the Emperor of Qin, really didn't die, and even managed to resurrect his soul with his dead body, and he also came to this Yongyue Mountain Range.

Although the old monk couldn't tell for a while how the other party's incarnation of the insensible demon monk had hidden his perception before, but he was sure that it was best to go now.

It's a pity that Buwen Demon Monk didn't intend to let these people go.

Holding a long black knife in his hand, he charged into the group of fellow disciples just before, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

The old monk was seriously injured, and the rest of the people were not to be feared.

The violent sword light turned into black dragons, flying all over the sky, killing the Kuhaimen people present with the momentum of killing them all.

Chen Luoyang, who turned into a half-sea Taoist, looked at the scene in front of him and pondered slightly.

There was a slight movement in his heart, and he noticed that someone had slipped out of the valley that had just been besieged by the disciples of the bitter sea.

That is naturally cold and silent.

This person has confidence and will, but he is really persevering.

Seriously injured and weak, he gritted his teeth and struggled to resist the transformation of all sentient beings. After repeated seesaws, his spirit was probably already extremely weak.

But after the pressure eased a little, he didn't relax. Instead, he grasped the current situation keenly, continued to grit his teeth, and took advantage of the internal turmoil in the sea of ​​bitterness to escape.

Perhaps, it was also because he felt a greater threat...

The monk who didn't smell it seemed to have no reaction to Lengji slipping away quietly.

His goal is still to drive out all the Kuhaimen people here first, leaving no one alive, as if to avoid leaking secrets.

In addition, Chen Luoyang clearly felt that the other party glanced towards Ban Hai Taoist, whether intentionally or not.

This perception is unusually keen... Chen Luoyang thought to himself.

He also didn't chase after Leng Ji, but stayed where he was, quietly watching the unheard demon monk slaughter the people in the sea of ​​bitterness.

After the blood was gone, Buwen Demon Monk took another look in the direction of Taoist Banhai, then he raised his knife and chased after Leng Ji's escape.

Chen Luoyang's incarnation as a Banhai Taoist set off leisurely and followed behind the Buwen Demon Monk.

The other party could sense that the Bankai Taoist was following behind him, but instead of having an attack like before, he first looked for the escaped Leng Ji.

Leng Leng's experience in the army, as well as his ability to hide his whereabouts and forge traces in the face of siege and hunt for a long time these days, are extremely outstanding.

But at this moment, he seemed to know that these methods could not be concealed from the Demon Monk, so he only tried his best to run away as fast as he could.

But I didn't hear that the demon monk really seemed to know the exact location of Leng Ji, and chased him all the way.

Leng Ji was injured, and there was a gap in cultivation between the two sides. After running away for a while, they were finally caught up.

The Buwen demon monk stepped into the air, calmly overlooking the silence in the mountains and forests below.

Leng Ji was breathing heavily, but he didn't look away, looking directly at the Unheard Demon Monk in midair.

The young monk turned his head and looked behind him.

Chen Luoyang's incarnation, Ban Hai Taoist, had already stopped walking, watching the unheard demon monk and Leng Ji from afar.

He didn't show up.

Although the monk who didn't smell was aware of his trace, Leng Ji didn't notice it.

However, whether he saw the appearance of the demon monk or not, Leng Ji also had some guesses in his heart, suspecting that another master had arrived nearby.

He calmed down his breathing, silently stabilized his mind, and calmly faced the opponent in front of him.

The Buwen demon monk looked at the Taoist Bankai.

Bankai Daoist's gaze no longer looked at the young monk himself at this moment, but fell on the black long knife in the opponent's hand.

If he had a real vision, the gaze in Buwen Demon Monk's pupils would become slightly more solid.

Looking at the three black dragon phantoms looming above the Buwen Demon Monk's head, Chen Luoyang knew it well.

In front of him was Li Ce, the Great Emperor of the Western Qin Dynasty.

However, not this young monk.

It was the black long knife in his hand.

The young monk is the authentic Unscented Demon Monk himself.

But now he is just a puppet controlled by the long knife in his hand.

That's why other Kuhai warriors didn't notice the clues before he drew his sword.

And when the long knife was in his hand, he seemed to be possessed by the great emperor of the Western Qin Dynasty, turning the knife into a black dragon and appearing majestic to the world.

Of course, it was not the Great Western Qin Emperor who was at his peak in the past.

On that day, in Yangcheng, the capital of the Western Qin Emperor, Qin Emperor Li Ce was about to use Lengji as a means of resurrecting his body, but Chen Luoyang interrupted the ceremony and took away the word "soul" from heaven, so that the resurrection failed.

Two of the five black dragons transformed from the essence of power also entered Leng Ji's body.

However, this domineering emperor is indeed extraordinary in his art. Under such unfavorable circumstances, he still forced himself to find a way out.

Looking at it now, the remnant soul of Emperor Qin at that time was attached to that long black sword.

Someone who picks up a long knife, if the strength is insufficient, or the will is weak, may become a knife slave and become a puppet controlled by the knife.

The knife slave puppet can be replaced.

The long sword attached to Emperor Qin's remnant soul was carried by one sword slave after another like this, wandering and hiding everywhere, secretly planning to restore his strength.

He was suspicious by nature, and his current situation was very easy to be taken advantage of by others, so he never returned to Zhengyang City.

Or, he wanted to wait for his own strength to recover to a certain level before regaining power in the Western Qin Dynasty.

Before that, he needs a proper body.

Nothing is more suitable than the originally planned container Lengji, especially where there are two other black dragon auras.

There is really a sensory connection between them, and the closer they are, the more sensitive and accurate the sensory connection will be.

Qin Emperor Li Ce ventured into the Yongyue Mountains himself, and the two sides approached this distance, so it was very easy for him to find Leng Ji.

The only thing that made him dissatisfied was that there seemed to be someone following him, and his cultivation was not bad.

However, if this mysterious person really wanted to make a profit, he made a big mistake just now and allowed him to kill everyone in Kuhai.

If this mysterious person joins hands with the old monk from the sea of ​​bitterness, there may still be hope of ruining his good deeds.

but now……

Under the control of Emperor Qin's remnant soul, the Buwen Demon Monk no longer looked at Banhai Daoist, and directly slashed at Leng Ji below.

Leng Ji clenched his teeth, resisting the knife light from above.

But at the moment when the swords and lights of the two sides came into contact, there was a sudden change.

While the three black dragons roared, they circled and danced in mid-air.

Then Leng Ji felt that the two black dragon qi in his body were about to fly out of his body uncontrollably.