Chapter 213 Wiping the Sword and Shocking the World (10)

Zhang Biao opened the brocade box and saw three sticks of incense inside. Each stick was as thick as a thumb, was blood red, and had dense white spots. It looked very uncomfortable.

He frowned and his face became serious.

Seeing this, Xu Chen from below stroked his beard and said: "This thing is a disaster incense. If you burn one incense in a altar fight, it will enhance the power of the incantation. I am a poor Taoist who is not good at incantation, so it is just a gift to a Taoist friend."

"Disaster incense?"

When others heard it, some looked at each other with doubts and doubts. For example, Gu Chou and others had never heard of such a thing.

The two monks from the Lianhua Sect changed their expressions, shook their heads slightly, and recited Buddhist scriptures silently.

Hu Yunhai from the Five Immortals Sect also changed his face slightly and said in a low voice: "Taoist Master Xuchen, you are really generous. I'm afraid there won't be many of these things left in the world."

Xu Chen stroked his beard and smiled calmly, "It's just an external thing."

Hu Yunhai's eyes twitched slightly and stopped paying attention.

When Zhang Biao saw this, he naturally knew that it was a good thing, but to be on the safe side, he still used his spiritual eyes to investigate.

Incense of Disaster (Yellow Level 4)

1. If the principle is obtained, yin and yang will be harmonious; if the harmony is lost, disaster will occur. This object is an ancient ritual tool of the Wenxiang Sect. It is made from powdered Buddha bones and mixed with evil spirits' blood. After the Wenxiang Sect was destroyed, the refining method was lost. It was hidden in the warehouse of Guanshenting in Xuandu and was obtained by Xu Chen.

2. The object of nightmare, the auxiliary tool of the altar. If lit in a secular temple, it can disturb the thoughts of secular gods. Lighting it on the altar can enhance the power and range of various spells.

3. When the Wenxiang Sect produced this object, it also laid the foundation for the sect’s downfall...

Smell the scent?

Another unheard of sect.

Zhang Biao didn't care. Countless sects like this would perish in the long river of time.

What he was curious about was, why was Xu Chen so generous all of a sudden?

The fourth-grade magic weapon is still used to assist the magic altar. Even if you show your virtue, it is too expensive to give as a gift.

I'm afraid I have other plans...

Although I don’t know Xu Chen’s intention, as he said, this magical weapon came at the right time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao took out one without hesitation.

It's not that he is stingy, but there is something particular about it.

Only three sticks of incense are needed to worship a god. He is a god of curses, and only one stick is enough.

Phew~

The bloody incense was ignited, and red smoke suddenly emitted. It did not rise, but flowed to the entire altar like blood.

"Good baby!"

Zhang Biao's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise.

He could feel that the energy of the earth veins gathered at the altar was shrouded in the incense of disaster, showing an imbalance of yin and yang.

If the spell takes effect, these bloody smoke will follow the spell and invade the target's body, disrupting the yin and yang.

No wonder the Wenxiang Sect collapsed.

The secular gods cannot live without incense. This kind of disaster incense is simply poison to them. How can the Incense Sect tolerate it?

With the help of the disaster incense, Zhang Biao's confidence doubled. He took out the cauldron again, placed the fire pestle in it, and began to recite the ghost curse.

In an instant, there was a strong wind blowing around.

The power from the spiritual world surged out, causing the altar to be quickly covered with white frost, and the black laser cauldron slowly floated up.

Zhang Biao had cast a spell before, but there was no response. It seemed that it had been blocked by the divine realm, so this time he directly increased the power of the spell.

Buzz!

He took another shot, and the cauldron suddenly trembled violently, and the black light visible to the naked eye spread outwards, quickly rushed into the spiritual world, and rushed towards Yunxia Pass.

The first step in casting a spell is to have a medium and connect the spell altar with the target's aura. Only when the Lord Brahma is sensed can the attack be launched.

On the viewing platform, many people looked into the distance with solemn eyes.

The meaning of fighting is unique.

When monks face each other, a single spell can determine life or death. Strength, luck, magic weapons, and other factors all have an impact.

But setting up an altar to fight is another level.

This place is hundreds of miles away from Yunxia Pass, and ordinary monks cannot even reach it. If Zhang Biao can win the battle, even if it is a tie, it means that he has the ability to attack from a distance.

Flying swords and altars are all based on this principle.

After all, no one wants to offend someone who can take your life hundreds of miles away.

Of course, the fight is also extremely dangerous.

It's not the kind of power that can call the wind and rain. When monks fight, they have to use the altar to attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to attack.

The better thing is that there are sects' magic tools like Xuandu Guanshenting and Five Immortals Sect's Xiangtang to help. Most people have to rely on their own power to drive the magic altar.

Regardless of the control of power or calculation, it must be just right. If you make a mistake, the altar will be destroyed and everyone will die.

Therefore, every martial arts fight attracts attention. If there is a conflict between sects, they usually invite their colleagues to help, and many people will also watch the fight.

Zhang Biao's method of fighting in the body-forging realm is inherently dangerous. In addition, it is the first time that someone is fighting since the spiritual energy was revived, so it attracts so many people to watch the battle...

…

Inside Yunxia Pass, the atmosphere was also solemn.

Before the deputy chief priest Gedar arrived with his people, Hou Kun had been ordered to build a nine-foot altar.

They didn't have the willow spirit to help them, but they were better than the crowd. They cut down the giant trees from the surrounding mountains and built them layer by layer, turning them into a building similar to a pagoda, with a huge brazier on the top.

Their most powerful Gedar was only at the third level, so he naturally did not have the ability to use the Jiuzhang Altar, so he had to use tricky methods.

There is a wooden platform at every joint of the altar. The monks of the Huoluo Sect surround it layer by layer, and they keep kowtow to the altar.

And Gedar and several masters were at the top.

At this moment, the Huoruo Sect monks had fallen into a frenzy, foaming at the mouth, shaking their heads wildly, cutting their palms with daggers, and smearing blood on their faces.

The brazier was burning brightly, and buckets of spices were hoisted to the top of the altar and thrown into the brazier, igniting colorful smoke.

For a time, the entire Yunxia Pass smelled fragrant.

After Xu Bai and other Yuzhenfu monks smelled this fragrance, they felt their energy and blood surge, their eyes were bloodshot, their expressions changed, and they all backed away, refusing to get closer.

"Is this the Blood and Fire Festival?"

A Yuzhenfu monk frowned slightly, feeling a little disgusted.

Most of them were in the military or in the martial arts. I had only seen this kind of scene in those cults that deceived people's hearts, and I didn't like it from the bottom of my heart.

"Yes, this is the Blood and Fire Sacrifice."

Hou Kun also wandered over at some unknown time, shook his head with his hands behind his back and said: "The true form of Brahma God is still sleeping in the desert of the Western Regions. The Blood and Fire Sacrifice can summon the seventh-grade clone of Jade Capital City. Gedar is forcing the chief priest to make a choice. ah…"

Seeing the cold looks from Xu Bai and others, he chuckled and said, "Xu Shenqi, don't be like this. I have also served as a servant under you. Although I have submitted to the Fire Sect, I have no intention of working for them."

Xu Bai said calmly: "Master Hou, you have a high position of authority, but what you say cannot be understood by us warriors!"

After hearing this, Hou Kun had some hesitation in his eyes, but he still came closer and asked in a low voice: "Master Xu, I am not well-informed here. I heard that the atmosphere in Yujing City is a bit wrong. Please tell me and I will remember your kindness." .”

He had no interest in fighting. He didn't dare to speak back when Zhang Biao pointed at him and scolded him. He didn't care about face at all.

But if something happens to Yujing City and they are in the wrong position, that will be a serious matter that will cause them to lose their heads.

"Huh! I don't understand!"

Xu Bai didn't bother to respond at all, but as he spoke, there was some worry in his eyes, inexplicably thinking of Lu Xuan, Lu Wuji's son, who came to the door with a smile before leaving.

Everyone can see that Zhao Mian may not last long...

At this moment, everyone looked out of the city in horror.

I saw a black ripple pouring out from the spiritual world, seemingly appearing out of thin air, sweeping towards Yunxia Pass.

"It's a spell!"

Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

They had seen this kind of black light once before, but before they got close to Yunxia Pass, it was neutralized by the power of the divine realm.

But this is shocking enough.

Setting up altars to curse people hundreds of miles apart was far beyond their understanding.

Buzz!

Sure enough, when approaching the city wall, an invisible force blocked the black light, and at the same time, a harsh crackling explosion sounded.

Fortunately, it was blocked...

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Xu Bai keenly discovered that something was different this time. The black light did not dissipate, but circled, surged and gathered momentum, and at the same time, it was enveloped in blood-colored smoke and struck again.

This is where the Disaster Incense comes into play.

The yin and yang energy reversed, and the divine realm was suddenly unstable. There was only a crash, and a strong wind blew on the city wall of Yunxia Pass. Many soldiers were blown so hard that they narrowed their eyes and could not stand firm.

Xu Bai could see clearly that as the black light swept across the altar, above the blazing fire basin, the tall shadow of God Brahma also appeared, shrouded in black light.

Immediately, the black light disappeared and everything was calm.

"Is this... over?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock, making such a big fuss, this spell would be too fussy.

However, the deputy chief priest Gedar's expression changed drastically and he roared angrily: "Quick! Quick! Blood sacrifice, blood sacrifice!"

As soon as the order was given, several prisoners of war from the Huaizhou Army were grabbed by the Huoluo Sect monks and jumped onto the altar. They dropped their knives with blood and were thrown directly into the brazier.

"Human blood sacrifice!"

When Xu Bai saw this, he was furious. He picked up his bow and stepped forward to stop him.

Hou Kun hugged him quickly and persuaded him: "Xu Shenqing, don't be impulsive. If you step forward now, your life may be in danger."

Xu Bai said coldly: "When the Huo Luo Sect preached in Daliang, the ministers blocked it. Although His Majesty supported it, the condition was that the blood sacrifice of human beings could no longer be used. It didn't take long before the fox's tail was exposed! "

Hou Kun smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Xu, times have changed. Besides, all the ministers know about the emperor's affairs. Who came out to stop it?"

"On the Luzhou battlefield, the army used civilians to refine corpses. They were just some prisoners of war. Just pretend not to see them."

When Xu Bai heard this, he immediately fell into silence, sighed blankly, and murmured: "Is Daliang doing this right or wrong..."

Hou Kunba slapped his mouth, "In this world, everyone is struggling to survive, so what's right and wrong?"

They watched and chatted, but Gedar was frightened to death. He could feel that a force had invaded the Brahma God's clone, following him like a shadow, and even a blood sacrifice could not remove it.

This is a magic mark. If nothing unexpected happens, the real attack will come soon.

Bang!

At this moment, a voice sounded in everyone's mind.

On the altar of Qingfeng Village, Zhang Biao has stood up, his black hair is flying, his face is ferocious, he is beating the laser cauldron rhythmically, his whole body is wrapped in thick fog, and the ancient witchcraft resounds throughout the mountains and fields.

"The world is sad, the setting sun has no light, the wind is blowing and dust is rising, everything is hidden. The clouds are covering the sky, the grass and trees are withering, autumn is coming, and the spring is short-lived..."

Yin curses are usually ghost curses and the voices of the dead, but this time they use the power of heaven and earth to recite ancient witchcraft.

As the mantra was recited, Zhang Biao's eyes became blank, as if he was standing alone between heaven and earth, reciting the sorrow of the years.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As the Radium Cauldron struck again and again, everyone watching the battle felt their hearts pounding, their faces turned ugly, and they kept backing away.

"This is the power of Fang Xiangzong's incantation..."

Elder Hu of the Five Immortals Sect murmured to himself. He didn't know what he thought of, and his face became excited.

When Yunxia closes the door, strange phenomena occur frequently.

The dark wind blew again, and even the divine realm could not stop it. The hoarfrost on the ground continued to expand, spreading from all directions towards the altar.

On the top of the altar, the firelight in the brazier was swaying, and the phantom of the Brahma god above was trembling with the banging sound, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

This is just a sixth-grade clone. Under Zhang Biao's spell, he can only hold up the torch and sacrificial vessel in his hand and try his best to maintain it.

"Blood sacrifice, divine sword!"

Gedar roared crazily, he already felt something was wrong.

The Blood and Fire Sacrifice just now was supposed to attract a seventh-grade clone from Jade Capital City, even carrying a divine weapon, but there was no response from there and no one knew what happened.

The four divine weapons in the hands of God Brahma represent four powerful attack techniques. He originally wanted to use them one by one, but now, he can only use the strongest magical sword directly.

The monks also fell into madness, their faces covered with blood, and they chanted curses loudly. As barrels of spices and firewood were thrown into the brazier, and one prisoner after another was sacrificed with blood, God Brahma finally recovered, and the torch in his hand glowed brightly, driving away the black light of the curse. scattered.

At the same time, God Brahma raised the golden sword in his hand and pointed at Qingfeng Village in the distance. Under the power of incense, the golden sword suddenly shone brightly.

On Qingfeng Village, a strange phenomenon also appeared.

I saw a force pouring out from the spiritual world, turning into a huge golden sword out of thin air, and burning with blazing flames.

"not good!"

Everyone watching the battle stood up.

They didn't expect that the Fire Sect could resist the witchcraft just now and launch a counterattack so quickly.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Biao looked at the shadow of the giant sword in the sky, but his expression remained unchanged, and he whispered: "If you don't show up yet, I will force you again..."

After saying that, the chirping of cicadas started to sound.

Densely packed soul-devouring cicadas whizzed out from the gourd at the waist and instantly enveloped the golden sword shadow. In the eyes of everyone in disbelief, the golden sword shadow was swallowed directly by the swarm of insects.

"What the hell..."

At this time, even Master Xuchen felt his scalp numb.

At the same time, Zhang Biao recited the incantation silently.

After Yunxia closed the door, the eyes of the unknown people suddenly became confused, as if they were crazy. Some lit spices and firewood, some set fires everywhere, and some slashed at the altar with knives.

The entire Yunxia Pass suddenly became chaotic.

"What are you doing, rebelling?!"

Hou Kun was immediately anxious when he saw this. There were many of his men among them. The Huo Luo Sect could fail in a duel, but the blame could not be put on his head.

Xu Bai also noticed something was wrong and said sternly: "They have been cursed, put out the fire quickly!"

This bit of confusion is nothing to the entire Yunxia Pass, but it is a fatal blow to the monks of the Huo Luo Sect who are fighting.

The supply of spices and firewood was unavailable, the sacrificial fire was being consumed rapidly and was already showing signs of extinguishing, and the clone of God Brahma was flickering.

Bang bang bang!

Finally, as Zhang Biao struck the cauldron again and again, the Brahma god's clone completely collapsed, the brazier exploded, and all the Huoluo monks began to spontaneously combust and fell from the altar screaming.

"Arrod!"

Gedar was full of unwillingness and roared in the direction of Yujing City, and then his whole person was swallowed up by the flames.

Soon, the Huo Luo Sect's Jiuzhang Dharma Altar turned into a blazing torch. As the flames burned, huge trees collapsed, smashing other buildings.

The entire Yunxia Pass suddenly fell into a sea of ​​fire.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!"

Hou Kun screamed at the top of his lungs. His mind was in chaos and he couldn't figure out why he was completely defeated in the blink of an eye.

A large number of soldiers began to flee, and more people perished in the sea of ​​​​fire at Yunxia Pass...

…

"Won?"

On the altar of Qingfeng Village, Zhang Biao was a little surprised.

He could feel that the altar of the Fire Sect over there had collapsed, and the clone of the Brahma God had completely disappeared.

But something is wrong...

Why didn't the seventh-grade clone come?

He still tried his best to retain his true energy, hoping to introduce that thing into the world of residual dreams... Why was it over?

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist Tai Sui!"

"My fellow Taoists use magic to understand the mysteries. It's an eye-opener for us!"

He was still wondering, but Xu Chen and others had already come up to congratulate him.

Everyone knows that after this battle, Qingfeng Village cannot be easily offended, and no one dares to offend Tai Sui.

Everyone in Qingfeng Village did not hesitate to cheer wildly...

Looking at the expressions of everyone surviving the disaster, Zhang Biao also smiled and looked up at the sky.

In any case, after this battle,

I'm afraid no one will dare to come and "bump Tai Sui" casually anymore!

Afterwards, a grand banquet was held at Qingfeng Village, where representatives from all forces and sects gathered, and everyone spoke in a much more harmonious manner.

Just as Zhang Biao expected, after showing his strength, there will be many good people around him...

On the other side, Hou Kun and others finally escaped to the mountain road, gathered the remaining soldiers, and looked at Yunxia Pass caught in the sea of ​​fire, looking at each other in silence.

"What happened?"

"It's over, how do I explain it now?"

Just when everyone was worried, a strange bird came out of the sky, and a Yuzhenfu monk jumped out from above. His face was full of wind and frost, and he cupped his hands in front of Xu Bai and said, "Sir, please return to the capital as soon as possible!"

"What happened?"

"Your Majesty is gone. Our Yuzhen Mansion is cooperating with Lu Sima and is fighting with the Huo Luo Sect to destroy the Demon Sect!"

"Daliang, gone..."