Chapter 103 Warning "Taoist, do you really want to make things difficult for my brother?" "In the past few years, I, the Holy Ridge, have controlled the Great Wilderness and have never troubled the human race with the white wind flag. Even if your Taoists secretly went thousands of miles away to collect herbs, we would turn a blind eye." "Humph! You're breaking the rules by doing this!" Jin Peng snorted coldly, spread his wings, and two sky-splitting blades split the air directly towards Wu Yong's face. Wu Yong was more calm than before. He held the staff in his right hand and pointed in the air. Suddenly, a golden talisman appeared in the void a hundred feet in front of him. The pale yellow magic power gathered on the talisman. The two sharp blades collided with the golden talisman, and the pale yellow Taoist power, with the Yellow Golden Talisman as the center, immediately turned into an innate Bagua Taoist diagram. Jin Peng's invincible Golden Wind Sky Peng's great slash hit the Cang Huang Dao diagram, but it only had time to make the diagram shake slightly and make the void ripple, before the Huang Tian Bagua Dao diagram completely dissipated its power. "Difficult? I won't give you any trouble." "It is the order of the True Lords to pacify Yuntu. You are going against the times, Jinpeng!" "There are nine or ten demon saints in the four continents of Qingyun? Among the many demon saints, only Kunpeng escaped and hid in the depths of Beizhou like a lost dog." "The demon country in Western Continent has been under siege for several years. I'm afraid it won't be able to hold out for much longer. You should consider not dominating the Southern Continent, but how to avoid the next round of attacks."

"This time, the one coming is from our state and county family. The next one coming may be the powerful weapon from the Immortal City that will wipe out the entire family!" "Besides, why would you tell me that your Three Sacred Ridge is not targeting me? It's as if you are showing mercy. Do you dare to try? Could it be that King Jinpeng also wants to go into my Ten Thousand Crows Pot?" Wu Yong smiled coldly. His left hand was fixed in front of his body, turning into a sword finger. Scarlet Dao marks appeared all over his body. The blood-red Dao marks arranged themselves in sequence and immediately turned into a three-petal red flame mark. Flame Path-Zhurong Fire! The next moment, the jungle below, where thunder and fire were colliding, suddenly expanded, changing from orange to scarlet red. Then the red light expanded violently until it turned into a red circular barrier and exploded with a loud bang. When the red light flashed and the flames expanded, the jungle with thunder and fire had turned into a scorched earth. Thousands of crow soldiers flapped their wings above, purple smoke billowed, and crow spirits stood like people, with red flames wrapped around their bodies, and the sound of croaking was endless. The old crow in the lead was even more ferocious. It was about seven feet long, with a bird's head and a human body. Its long beak was like a sword, and its cold eyes were like needles. It stood up, with a red flame cloud band wrapped around its golden feather body. Its claws fiercely grabbed the neck mane of the green-haired lion. "Roar!" "Mute! Mute!" Thousands of crow spirits spit fire together, and Zhurong's fire turned into flame clouds to bless them. The golden crow master was bathed in red fire and fought fiercely with the green-haired old lion in close combat. Its body was seven zhang tall, and its wingspan was only ten zhang, but it seemed to have a force of millions of pounds. It pressed the arrogant green-haired old lion to the ground, and flames swirled, burning the old lion's green hair into charcoal. "Brother! Taoist, you are a bastard." Knowing that he could do nothing to Wu Yong, the Golden Roc spread its wings and blew away the Crow Lord on the ground like a golden wind. "Quack! Quack!" Who knew that just as he swooped down, a dense swarm of crows would rush towards Jinpeng's head, one, two, and two. A series of bombing sounds rang out in the air, and purple smoke scattered. But a moment later, Golden Peng swooped down from the purple smoke again, but there were more burn marks on its golden feathers. Ordinary Taoist magic cannot break Lao Peng's golden demon body! Jin Peng swooped down and was about to crush the Golden Crow Master with his claws when the latter suddenly turned into a ray of golden light that flew off the ground and attacked Jin Peng's back. snort! The old peng monster didn't even turn its head, but just turned its wings into blades, and with a sweep of its wings, it turned into a sharp blade that could split the sky. It forced the Golden Crow Lord to turn into a flame that left the ground, and instantly left the attack range of the golden-winged old peng. What a slippery crow! "Third brother, these crows are immortal. I have dealt with that Golden Crow before. It was the Golden Crow King in the south. It seems that he has trained them to be his minions." "Damn it! He's full of strange powers, scorching flames, and he's immortal. He's so hard to deal with!"

The green lion spirit moved its body, and its original form of a green-haired lion immediately transformed into a Taoist body with a lion head and a human body. It looked at the Golden Crow Lord with an expression of surprise and uncertainty. "Your magic is too cruel, you can capture the spirits of demons and control their souls. It really makes people feel uneasy even after death." As soon as the action began, the Green Lion Demon suffered a great loss. Among this group of crow spirits, almost every one of them is a demon general or a great demon. The leading one, the Golden Crow, is simply the spirit of a crow king. How can Qingshi not suffer any loss when he can command thousands of demon spirits in an instant? Is he really the descendant of an immortal who has inherited the tradition? Jin Peng lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the ferocious crow in the field, and seemed to be thinking about something. "Golden Roc, Green Lion!" "Let's not talk about anything else for now, but you need to know that this is the second time you have attacked my mountain gate!" "If we don't leave anything behind this time, I'm afraid there will be a third time." Wu Yong raised his right hand horizontally and turned the nine-section bamboo staff slightly. The fire talismans and thunder talismans in the air beside him condensed into shape and floated one by one behind him. The third level of Huangtian Taoism focuses on the thunder and fire talismans, and practices the yellow and gold talismans, as well as the water talismans and ritual sacrifices. The Flame Talisman, Thunder Talisman, and Gold Talisman are the natal talismans upgraded from the Yellow Paper Fire Talisman, Thunder Talisman, and Hercules Talisman. The Yellow Talisman is the foundation of the Water Talisman. Condensing the Talisman pattern in the Niwan Palace, with a touch of magic power, the talisman can be formed with a finger. There are four rituals: Fengbo, Yushi, Leigong and Dianmu! However, the ritual technique requires the establishment of a ritual altar and the holding of a Dao book before it can be activated. This is the technique of the gods. According to legend, there are four great gods under the Yellow Sky, who were the four supreme gods in ancient times. By offering sacrifices to the four symbols, one can obtain the power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning for the four seasons. The soldiers below saw the thunder and fire talismans all over Wu Yong's side, and their hearts were immediately gripped. This magic talisman is drawn entirely with magical power. It seems virtual but real. It is about three feet and six inches long, three fingers wide, thin as a cicada's wing, and full of spiritual power. There are dozens of talismans around it that can be controlled at will. Once released, it can be like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth! "No matter what your reasons are, you are attacking the main mountain gate because you are an evil guest. If you are an evil guest, then you should fight with me first!" Wu Yong stood on the purple cloud and used his magic power to block the attacks of the Scorpion Demon and the Blood God. With a snap of his fingers, hundreds of crow spirits immediately circled up and transformed into the Three Yang Formation. There was a layer of blazing red clouds and another layer of blinding purple smoke. These overlapped to form three layers of red clouds and three layers of purple mist. The red flames rolled and the purple clouds swayed, trapping the two monsters in the middle. Lightly pinching the head of the staff with his right hand, Wu Yong stepped on the Gangdou, crossed the air, and stepped down from the purple cloud step by step. When he took just the first step, Wu Yong raised his Nine-Section Thunder Staff, and the forty-nine fire talismans and forty-nine thunder talismans hovering around the staff and beside his body immediately turned into flying kites, as if they had life, and with unpredictable movements, transformed into ninety-eight red and purple streams of light, which exploded at the place where the two great demon kings had combat power. However, when the Huang Tian double talismans exploded, the two ferocious monsters below were not idle at all. With just a roar, the green-haired lion transformed into a giant lion Dharma image. The nearly three hundred feet tall lion spirit shadow opened its bloody mouth that could swallow the sky. The lion's roar was shocking, and the bloody mouth swallowed the sky, directly transforming most of the thunder and fire bombardment into the Dharma image's belly. The next moment, a golden wind slashed through the air and attacked Wu Yong again with lightning speed, but Wu Yong calmly pointed his staff, and the Taoist power of Huang Tian turned into a golden talisman, and with the vast meaning of Huang Tian, ​​it transformed into the Bagua Taoist diagram, which easily resisted Jin Peng's attack. Before he could say anything, he heard the green-haired lion demon's happy and complacent words. "My Sky-Swallowing Dharma Form swallowed up all the human race on the Western Wilderness Continent, and also swallowed up 100,000 grass and wood soldiers in one gulp." "Hahaha! You thief Taoist, what can you do to me?" The green lion spirit snorted, showing some disdain. With his heaven-swallowing mouth, he could swallow the heaven and earth in his stomach, no matter if it was blood, magic weapons, or Taoist magic, he could swallow them all in one gulp. Jin Penghou stood on his left and right. Seeing that the Golden Wind Technique could not do anything to Wu Yong, he set his sights on other people, such as the vicious crows hidden in the red clouds. "Oh?" "Did you devour all the people of the Western Wasteland? And you also devoured Master Jingshi's 100,000 soldiers. You seem to be so proud of yourself!"

Wu Yong's expression became increasingly unhappy. This blue-haired lion's self-righteous show-off was really annoying. With a cold face, he stepped down into the void step by step, but the temperature around him was getting higher and higher, as if the earth fire was boiling, or as if it was a precursor to the arrival of heavenly fire. With every step Wu Yong took, the magic power behind him slightly distorted reality; with every step he took, the vision behind him became more real! When Wu Yong took the sixty-sixth step, the strange image behind him finally became real. In the newly opened space, four cotton clouds rose up, and endless silver and gold spread below. Between the sky and the earth, there was a towering Jianmu with no visible treetop. "It's the Fuso tree!" "It was obtained by the old lady in Yujing. It was once praised by the immortals as a tree with infinite changes, no fixed shape, and the ability to split into hundreds of forms. It is the root of Jianmu, the source of the world, and is as valuable as immortal weapons - the Fusang sacred tree." "It's Fuso!" "." The Fusang tree has a trunk but no branches. Its leaves are twisted and curved. The leaves are arranged in three circles, with six leaves on each circle. They reach up to the sky and twist down to the underworld. This is a sacred tree with a total value of nearly 50 million Dao baht, and it is also the first time it appears in front of everyone. Wu Yong stood a hundred feet above the two monsters, looking unhappy, and said: "Since you like to show off your bloody mouth that cannibalize people, I really have to pull out your teeth today!" As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yong was possessed by the power of Huang Tian, ​​and his whole body was instantly covered by a layer of golden film. This was the power of Huang Tian Jin Fu Dao, and this appearance was the "divine" appearance of Huang Tian Dao Bing! With the blessing of Huang Tian's power, his magic power increased by three times, and the power of his body and soul increased by five times. After Wu Yong was possessed by Huang Tian's power, he reached into the vision of creation behind him with his right hand and directly took away the thousand-foot-tall Fusang phantom. The Fusang tree was so high that it was covered with clouds of flames. Then thousands of ferocious crows flapped their wings like tigers, leaped and flew onto the Fusang tree, one, two, three. In less than a moment, the terrifying giant tree was covered with ferocious crows, and the flames from both sides instantly turned into long-lasting Zhurong fire as soon as they intersected. Seeing such a huge creature coming, the thousand-foot-tall World Tree swayed with every step, as if it were a living thing. Just the ordinary breathing of the Fusang tree made the cultivators in the field feel a little breathless! Wu Yong held the Fusang wood in both hands and threw it coldly at the two monsters under him. The thousand-foot-tall sacred tree instantly turned into a world tree. The sacred tree descended with a power as powerful as a prison. As soon as it appeared, it shocked the two great monster kings to their knees. As the leaves swayed gently, the gold and mercury fell gently along with the lessons. The golden gas that fell from the World Tree to the earth turned into a huge, incompressible object weighing tens of thousands of tons as soon as it hit the ground. As the golden energy fell, the two monsters had no choice but to transform into their true forms. The hundred-foot-long green-haired lion and the golden roc with a wingspan of over a hundred feet were the only way to avoid being crushed into minced meat. Wu Yong grasped the thousand-foot-tall Fusang tree with his right hand, and looked at the two troublesome demon kings below, his heart burning with anxiety. The spirit of Fusang is the external alchemy way, the seedling of the world tree in the natural elixir-returning blessed land. Wu Yong used the power of returning to the void to transform it into the Dharma image of the world tree. The next moment, Wu Yong embraced the sacred tree image with his right hand and smashed it in front of the two monsters. There was a loud bang like the sky falling, and the two great monster kings were immediately blown away by the unstoppable force. The Fusang tree was not like any other ordinary tree. Wu Yong threw it, and its strong Taoist aura instantly turned everything within a radius of dozens of miles into dust. Seeing that the green lion was as panicked as Shang Jun, Wu Yong gently raised the shadow of the sacred tree and smashed it again at the madly running green lion. Once it is smashed, the cinnabar mercury becomes like gold, the nature of the cinnabar becomes like tide, and the evil of gold is like the wind, which can penetrate every hole and cause great shock. The second strike, the red flame melted the earth, the flames on Fusang's body flowed endlessly, like a divine tree that opened the sky, melting the ten-mile Cangyuan directly, and the thousands of fire crows on the tree turned into thousands of suns, how could anyone not be afraid? With another smash, the Green Lion vomited blood and the Golden Peng broke its wings. The enormous power of heaven gathered on the sacred tree and struck it down with one blow. It was like a river in the sky collapsing and the sacred mountain collapsing. After three strikes from the sacred tree, the Green Lion and the Golden Roc were both severely wounded. They fell to the ground, their spirits agitated, and they had almost no power to resist. The alchemy method refines the spirit, the Huangtian method uses the spirit, and the cultivation and practice become one, this is called the way of immortality. "It's a pity that I can only mobilize a tiny bit of the spiritual power of the Fusang tree, which only has the power to strike a few times." Wu Yong sighed softly. The Fusang tree in his Huandan Fudi is less than a hundred feet tall now, so it is not time to use it as the World Tree for battle. At least, we have to wait until it is slightly mature. Looking up at the green lion on the ground, Wu Yong smiled coldly.

"Are you very pleased with yourself for swallowing up all the people of the Western Wasteland?" "I'm afraid your head will be hanging here today!" After saying this, he winked at the Scorpion Demon and the Blood God Son, and the two of them immediately turned into two streams of light, one red and one purple, ready to take the heads of the two monsters. "slow!" "Wait a minute." A loud shout suddenly came from the clouds, and all the cultivators on the cliff were suddenly shocked and flew up, looking towards the source of the sound. They saw an old yellow-tusked elephant, two hundred feet tall and three hundred feet long, falling from the sky and protecting the two men. "The immortal cultivator on the Cliff Peak, could you please show some mercy?" "We have never made things difficult for the immortal cultivators on the mountain. We just want to form an alliance with them to not invade each other and help each other!" "I also learned that the immortals also have their own mountains in that ancestral world. If the immortals don't give up, why not merge with the old elephant? I will pacify this South Continent for the immortals, and the immortals will give us a way out. How about that?" "The two brothers of Lao Xiang are ignorant of current affairs. They have never been out of Nanzhou since they were young, so their horizons are narrow! But they still have some strength. If the immortal cultivator is willing to lead us to a way out, how dare we not die for him?" The old elephant with yellow teeth transformed into a Taoist body with an elephant head and a human body. He bent over and clasped his fists. His movements looked extremely unskilled, but he had just finished communicating with the envoy from Xizhou. Xizhou is about to be finished! Dozens of demon king-level immortal cultivators, each holding a powerful weapon, have already reduced one tenth of the territory of the Western Continent Demon Kingdom, and they still want to ask for help from the Three Saints Ridge. I'm afraid that Xiandao has already officially started to take action, and maybe it's time for him to sell himself for a good price? Otherwise, you will inevitably end up with skinned and cramped! Three turns. External (returning) alchemy: refining the spirit and returning to emptiness. Golden (Inner) Elixir Dao: (Golden Elixir), (Primordial Infant). Qigong practice: (wandering spirit), (controlling qi). Four turns. External (returning) alchemy: refining the void and merging with the Tao. Golden (Inner) Alchemy: (Primordial Spirit), (Overcoming Disaster). Qigong: (Yang Shen), (staying in the world). Huang Tian Dao Military Strategy (Spiritual Officer, Priest): A Taoist soldier practices three paper talismans The second-level warrior practices the art of talismans, talisman water, and thunder talismans. The third-level guardian, condensed the talisman in the void, obtained the natal talisman, borrowed the status of Huang Tian, ​​and attracted the power of Fengbo, Yushi, Leigong and Dianmu. The fourth path is to cultivate the soul into a spirit, to unite the spirit with the flesh, and to make the body a saint. Fifth level: Immortal (God of Immortality)    (End of this chapter)