Chapter 268: The Demon-Suppressing Hall is fraught with dangers, Li Daoxuan cuts through the barriers with his two swords!
"Jiuxiao, you've gone too far."
Elder Zhenlian stepped forward, and golden lotuses appeared under his feet, shining with dazzling light, making him look like an immortal.
However, as thunder roared, a golden lightning bolt fell from the sky, piercing through the lotus covering Elder Zhenlian's body and hitting him.
Bang!
Elder Zhenlian's figure flew out of the hall like a cannonball. He made hand seals and tried to steady his body. A corner of his purple robe had turned to ashes, revealing the charred skin of his forearm.
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that Zhang Jiuxiao would actually dare to take action in public, and his attack was so powerful that he knocked away Elder Zhenlian, who was in the early stage of Yangshen.
They wanted to attack, but were coldly swept away by Zhang Jiuxiao.
Suddenly, everyone felt as if struck by lightning. They felt their bodies go numb and their hands, which were forming seals, began to tremble.
Everyone was extremely shocked. It seemed that Zhang Jiuxiao had made further progress in thunder magic and reached a realm that they could hardly imagine. Even his gaze was like thunder. Was this the power of the Five Thunder Immortals?
Elder Zhenlian was struck by thunder, and his old body could not withstand the violent power of thunder. The speed of forming seals was affected, and his fingers trembled slightly.
At this moment, Zhang Jiuxiao took advantage of the victory and pursued the enemy. He roared in the air, his hair and beard flying, and it sounded like thunder, as if it was the great thunder sound technique from the Western Heaven, echoing throughout the Longhu Mountain, making the thousand-jin ancient bell in the back mountain clang and shattering many iron sheets.
Elder Zhenlian's body stiffened, and blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes were cold and domineering. He showed no mercy to his uncle. He pinched the Heavenly Thunder Seal with his hand and summoned down a six-nine heavenly thunder as thick as a bucket. The golden lightning was like a blazing sun.
He wants to depose this highly respected uncle!
Just when Elder Zhenlian was in danger, a seal appeared above his head . It was seven fen thick, three and a half inches long, with a gold glass button, as white as ice and snow, and emitting flawless fairy light.
boom!
The heavenly thunder summoned by Zhang Jiuxiao struck the small seal, but could not hurt it at all, as it was all dissolved by the flawless immortal light.
The moment he saw this seal, Zhang Jiuxiao's pupils condensed and he was in a trance for a moment.
"It's the Yangping Zhidu Gongyin!"
"The Yangping Zhidu seal has appeared. The old master must have awakened!"
"Great! The old Heavenly Master will definitely punish Senior Brother Zhang. He actually dared to attack Elder Zhenlian!"
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Everyone was very excited.
Zhang Tiande's face was pale, with a hint of panic in his eyes. He quietly retreated behind the crowd and wanted to escape.
If the old Taoist priest really woke up, then both father and son would probably be severely punished.
A voice came from outside the clouds.
"Big Brother, long time no see, you are still so domineering."
Hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Jiuxiao suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze as fast as lightning, looking towards the rolling thunderclouds.
The next moment, golden lights emerged, extremely strong and masculine, sacred and majestic, like the sun, dispersing the layers of dark clouds and making the world clear.
In the golden light, a figure could be vaguely seen, with a wine jug hanging from his waist, long hair as black as ink, and an unrestrained temperament. He looked down at Mount Longhu, his eyes full of emotion and a bit of vicissitudes.
After an absence of twenty-six years, he finally returned to Longhu Mountain, the place where he had lived and practiced since he was a child.
"It's Second Brother!"
"Oh my god, I am not seeing things, it is really the Second Senior Brother!"
"Second Brother is back, Second Brother is back, hahahaha!"
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Most of the disciples were cheering with excitement in their eyes. It was obvious that Zhang Jiuxiao was very unpopular in Longhu Mountain.
Some of those who once had a close friendship with Zhang Qianyang even had tears in their eyes.
Zhang Qianyang put away the Golden Light Mantra and floated down from the air.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal automatically fell into his palm, very obedient and well-behaved.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes moved, and became very gloomy, as if a storm was brewing.
"The old man is really partial. He actually gave it to you."
He had searched the Demon-Subduing Hall where the old Heavenly Master was sleeping many times, but had not found the Yangping Zhidu Seal.
I thought the old man had kept the seal in his body, but unexpectedly, he passed it to Zhang Qianyang!
His aura became more and more domineering, and the lightning on his body became more dazzling, as if he was drawing the thunder from the nine heavens to descend upon himself. Electric light was wandering around his body for hundreds of feet, making it difficult to look directly at him.
Zhang Qianyang put away the Yangping Zhidu Gongyin. He stood with his hands behind his back, and wisps of Tiangang Qi emanated from his body. He was majestic and masculine, full of great righteousness. He stood against Zhang Jiuxiao on equal terms and was not at all inferior to him.
"Yangshen Realm..."
Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes became solemn. He had sensed something was wrong when Zhang Qianyang used golden light to disperse his thunderclouds. The other party's performance did not look like he was disabled at all.
As expected, the current Zhang Qianyang is not only not a disabled person, but is also in the middle stage of Yang Shen, the same realm as him!
"The old man is really biased. He gave you all the good things, and allowed a useless person like you to return to the Yang God Realm!"
Obviously, Zhang Jiuxiao felt that the old Taoist priest had given Zhang Qianyang some magic medicine, which led to his current fortune.
When he thought of this, the anger that had been accumulated for many years burst out. He clenched his fists, and the Five Mountains Crown on his head shattered into pieces with a bang. Lightning flashed in every strand of his hair, and a sharp thunder sounded between heaven and earth.
"Big Brother, is this how you welcome us?"
Several figures fell from the sky.
Master and disciple Liu Ningyan who came on flying swords, master and disciple Wu Dabao who rode wooden birds, and Li Daoxuan who stepped on auspicious clouds and had a magic gourd hanging from his waist.
Zhang Qianyang was worried about the old Taoist priest, so he went ahead. No matter how hard they tried, they were still a few steps behind.
Waves of Yin Shen Realm aura burst out, faintly locking onto Zhang Jiuxiao.
Liu Ningyan pulled the magic sword out an inch, and the sword energy was chilling.
Wu Dabao took out various strange magic weapons and borrowed his apprentice's "River-Stirring Sea-Turning Stick".
Li Daoxuan was even more direct. He opened the third eye between his eyebrows and quietly brewed the golden light to subdue demons. Once his master really started fighting with the other party, no matter what, he would shoot him a few golden lights first.
They are not ordinary Yin Gods, each of them possesses extraordinary Taoist magical powers. When they join forces, even Zhang Jiuxiao feels the pressure.
The most important thing is that there is also Zhang Qianyang who is in the middle stage of Yangshen!
At this moment, Elder Zhenlian also stepped forward and stood beside Zhang Qianyang, laughing and saying, "Qianyang, Uncle Zhang is old, but this old bone can still help you block a few attacks!"
This elder in the early stage of Yangshen chose Zhang Qianyang without any hesitation.
Zhang Qianyang showed a touch of emotion in his eyes and said, "Uncle Zhang, I——"
Zhenlian patted his shoulder with a kind look, as if she was looking at her own child.
"Qianyang, what belongs to you, no one can take it away from you!"
Zhang Qianyang's eyes were slightly moist. Uncle Zhang's own child died young, so he later treated him as his own child and doted on him very much. Whenever the old man wanted to punish him severely, Uncle Zhang was always the first to stand up and stop him.
After so many years, Uncle Zhang has also grown old.
Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes swept across everyone, paused slightly when passing Li Daoxuan, and finally stopped on Zhang Qianyang.
"Big Brother, I have no intention of fighting with you, nor do I covet the position of Heavenly Master. I just want to see Master !"
Zhang Qianyang's eyes were sincere and frank.
To be honest, he may have aspirations for the position of Heavenly Master, but the old man is currently in a coma, so he has no desire to fight for the position. He just wants to go see the old man as soon as possible and find a way to cure his master.
In Zhang Qianyang's view, the position of Heavenly Master must be obtained in an open and honest manner, and any conspiracy is a blasphemy to the name of Heavenly Master.
That is his belief.
Liu Ningyan stepped forward and said, "Big Brother, we are all disciples of Longhu Mountain. Now that our master is ill, we should go check on him first. As for the fight for the throne, let's put it on hold. "
Wu Dabao also said: "Yes, we have to take a look at the master first!"
Zhang Jiuxiao glanced at him indifferently, his eyes full of disdain.
"Master has always disliked you the most. You are ignorant, greedy and lustful. You have brought shame to our Longhu Mountain!"
"you--"
Wu Dabao wanted to curse, but was stopped by Zhang Qianyang.
Zhang Qianyang looked at Zhenlian and said, "Uncle Zhang, where is the old man now?"
Zhenlian said: "Just sleep in the Demon Subduing Hall. I'll take you there right now!"
The disciples in the audience also followed, and the group arrived at the Demon-Suppressing Hall in a mighty procession.
As soon as he saw the palace door, Zhang Qianyang's expression changed.
Because the gate of the Demon-Suppressing Hall was locked with iron locks, and there were thick iron chains around it, which were engraved with profound and ancient runes and faintly glowed with green light.
The area surrounding the Demon-Subduing Hall was covered with red strings, with small bells hanging from the strings. But the strange thing was that when the wind blew, the bells did not make any sound.
In addition, there were several Taoists guarding in front of the Demon-Suppressing Hall, all of whom were in the Yin God Realm. They were very surprised to see Zhang Qianyang, but did not salute him. It was obvious that they were Zhang Jiuxiao's men, and were ordered to guard here.
Zhenlian was very surprised and said, "How could this happen, Jiuxiao? Before, you took over the Demon Subduing Palace from me by force. I told you many times to take good care of your brother. How did you end up like this?"
Zhang Qianyang looked at Zhang Jiuxiao, anger in his eyes.
"Demon Binding Rope, Soul Binding Formation, Senior Brother, why are these methods of subduing demons and monsters used on Master!"
Zhang Jiuxiao stared at him fearlessly and said, "After hanging out outside for decades, you come back and talk to me like this? As for my actions, why should I explain them to you?"
After a pause, he said indifferently: "The master is sleeping in there. Now that you have seen it, please go back."
There was a hint of coldness in Zhang Qianyang's eyes, as sharp as a knife.
The experiences of the past twenty years have made his mind more open and peaceful, but this does not mean that the Tiangang Fumo Zhenren who cut down mountains and destroyed temples in the past has disappeared.
On the contrary, he simply hid his arrogance deep in his heart, just as he told his apprentice, that one must never get rid of the anger in his heart.
Zhang Qianyang said firmly: "Disciple, cut the rope and break into the palace!"
Li Daoxuan was stunned for a moment, then revealed a smile. He stretched out his hands, and the two swords, Chixiao and Bailong, flew out from the Longyin sword box. He held them in his palms, making clanging sword sounds.
With a flash of his figure, Li Daoxuan rushed towards the Demon-Suppressing Palace.
"How dare you!"
Zhang Jiuxiao shouted angrily, and made a thunder seal with his hand, ready to draw lightning to strike Li Daoxuan.
Boom!
The thunder fell, but was dispersed by the Tiangang Qi. Within a radius of hundreds of feet, a Tiangang Demon-Subduing Array was set up at some point, and it kept flowing with Zhang Qianyang as the center, like the Qiankun Cave Heaven, the Eight Diagrams and the Yin and Yang.
"Big Brother, he is not a scoundrel, but my disciple, Zhang Qianyang, Li Daoxuan!"
Zhang Qianyang's Taoist robe fluttered as he spoke word by word.
