Chapter 205: The Storm is Coming
In front of Huoyun Cave, there is a Taoist temple, called Daizong Temple. Originally, it was just a gathering of a few grass houses, but after the expansion of successive emperors, it is now extremely large-scale.
There are hundreds of buildings here, including 12 gates, many courtyards and small courtyards, bell towers and drum towers, pagodas stand in a forest, the main hall and temple are majestic and vast, the corridor pavilion can be seen and the beautiful scenery is appreciable, the pine and cypress strange stones are not in the clouds, it seems to have become the Taoist holy land, the general altar of the heavenly master in the world.
People say that they want to go to Mount Tai for pilgrimage, but in fact, they mean to come to Daizong Temple.
With yesterday's Wang Jinpai came to the Daizong Temple with a group of people, now, the entire Daizong Temple is no longer quiet, it can be said that it is full of people.
Taoist disciples are not noisy, but they can't stand the crowd.
As soon as the morning came, the bell rang, and the disciples got up for morning classes, and the whole temple was filled with the sound of hurried and light footsteps. The next sound was the sound of martial arts, chanting, and practicing spells, and so on, which continued until the evening, and then gradually decreased.
As the sun sets, the entire Daizong Temple is filled with candle flames. For some reason, there were a lot of disciples patrolling at night, carrying lanterns and swords, and their steps were hurried.
This night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, the insects and frogs also stopped chirping, and the whole Mount Tai was quiet, and the atmosphere was depressing.
Broken Soul Cliff, this is a forbidden place, not because there are any secrets here, but because it is very dangerous, and once you get here, there are always people who can't help but jump down.
Fortunately, this place is remote, except for a few daredevils who break here, there are not many people who come here, and as time goes by, this place is even more famous, as early as hundreds of years ago, even birds and birds would not pass through here, so this place is even more barren, and the weeds are overgrown.
And it was in such a place, tonight, a huge palm grasped the edge of the cliff, and then, a huge, skeletal, figure-like figure climbed up from below.
"Hehehehe......" This figure is Baro Zuwu, he looks extremely old, exuding the smell of decay, hunched over, the thick joints of his arms and feet protruding, his nails are like twisted daggers, dark and dirty, very ugly.
The current Baro Ancestral Witch is two diametrically opposed faces compared to before, and even those who are familiar with him may not recognize him at all when they see him now.
"Hey, hey, hey......" Baroh Witch chuckled lowly, his skeletal face full of mockery about himself, and he regretted it after gaining the power of those who called themselves demons. At that moment, he suddenly realized that what the north wind wanted to target was probably not a demon, but a demon.
The power of these demons is so evil that they can make all things decay and life wither, so it can be said that they are moving disasters and the nemesis of all things.
No one knew where these demons came from, not even the demons themselves, they only had a vague feeling that they were very closely connected to the human race.
But regret it, it's too late. Baro Zuwu could clearly feel that his mind had been affected, that there had been a change that his will could not resist at all, and the moment he let go of his defenses, he had already been defeated.
With his bare feet and a thick viscous liquid on the ground, and a pungent smoke rose from the ground, he walked all the way, past weeds and thorns more than half a man high.
The weeds withered, and the thorns withered.
At this time, it is the time of late spring and summer, and the green leaves and red flowers are full of fragrance.
But suddenly, a sea of flowers quickly decayed, erupting with a stench that made people vomit.
Baro Zuwu didn't realize it, but when he saw this scene, he had a different kind of pleasure that stimulated his heart.
He jumped up like a naughty boy and jumped towards the wild flowers that were not rotten, happily baring his fangs.
"Fool, don't forget your mission. The demon's voice was remembered in his heart, and Baro Zuwu was stunned, a sense of fear arose, his whole body trembled, his pupils contracted, and after a while he calmed down, bowed down and replied respectfully, "Yes, my masters." ”
Baro Zuwu's expression became serious, and he leaned over and walked towards the Fire Cloud Cave like wind under his feet.
Soon, however, he stopped again, because the brightly lit Daizong Temple was in front of him.
The huge bell rang, and the entire Daizong Temple suddenly burst into flames, and the already bright firelight became brighter and brighter, making the entire Daizong Temple like a piece of daylight.
The Baro Ancestral Witch didn't have time to dodge at all, his figure was revealed, and there was an exclamation from the temple.
Baro Zuwu raised his hand to cover his eyes, he hated fire, he hated fire. When his eyes were slightly adjusted, he lowered his arm, and then saw the iron and silver medals of the Heavenly Master's Mansion standing on the wall and roof, waiting for them, the weapons and magic weapons in their hands, and the jade talisman pinched in the palm of their palms, obviously prepared.
Barozu Witch gave a strange laugh and raised his hand to point. One silver medal suddenly fell to the ground holding his heart, and the other silver medals saw this, their expressions changed greatly, and they shouted with Wang Jinpai in the rear: "Kill him." ”
Countless magic weapons emitted brilliance, jade talismans were either crushed or thrown over directly, the torrent formed by various spells broke out instantly, lightning and flames were staggered, only to hear a loud bang, and the place where the Baro Ancestor Witch was located was instantly wiped out, revealing a huge and smooth round pit.
The demon who was prophesied by the three elders in the Huoyun Cave to destroy Tarzan died?
Wang Jinjin told himself that no one could survive that terrible attack, not even the devil, but vaguely his intuition told him that things were not so simple.
"Assert ......"
"What sound?" Wang Jinjin looked around suspiciously.
"Silver, what's wrong with you. Beside the silver medal, who was kneeling on the ground with his heart covered just now, an iron plaque asked cautiously.
Wang Jinpai realized that the strange laughter came from Zhang Yinpin.
Wang Jinjin's expression changed slightly, and he pinched the magic sword in his hand, ready to cast a spell.
Zhang Yinpai suddenly raised his head, and the iron card beside him was startled, it turned out that at this moment, Zhang Yinpai's face had been distorted, and a green glow shot out of his eyes, like a greedy ghost.
"Get out of the way!" Wang Jinpai suddenly shouted, but before the iron medal could react, he was hit by a silver medal.
One palm is not enough to kill an iron card, but palm thunder can do it.
Rumble!
Thunder and lightning erupted from the palm of his hand, and in an instant the unlucky iron plate became a piece of coke.
Wang Jinpai waved his magic sword, only to see countless points of light flying towards Zhang Yinpin, but Zhang Yinpale shouted and took the initiative to meet it, with a strong wind on his body, and all those points of light were blown away, obviously he had already prepared.
"Hahahaha, I already knew you were going to use this trick. Zhang Yinpai threw away the fragment of the jade talisman in his hand, aimed his palm at Wang Jinpai, and shouted: "Palm thunder!"
Wang Jinpai raised his magic sword with red eyes: "Don't think!"
"Die!" The voice of grief and indignation sounded from behind Silver, and one breath penetrated Silver's body from behind.
Zhang Yinpai vomited a mouthful of blood, and glanced at the iron plate with red eyes behind him incredulously: "Impossible, I'm obviously ...... I have already seen the future......
What do he mean by that?
Wang Jinjin's pupils shrank.
"Literally, of course. A strange voice sounded from the mouth of Zhang Yinpai, and with a strange smile, Zhang Yinpai reached out and tore his scalp, and then, a tall body came out of it.