Chapter 495 Old Ma Gets Beaten

A fight broke out on Lao Ma's side?

Well... it's normal. After all, there are not no aboriginals here. As a demon dragon, he has authentic skills and a deep foundation. He has also reached the eighth level. There should be nothing around that can stop him. Moreover, Li Qi's Qi-seeing technique can't see anything bloody. Don't worry too much. Nothing big will happen.

Continue to clean up the ruins.

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On Lao Ma's side, he was in a very difficult battle.

Suddenly, a group of people appeared in front of him. Without saying a word, they attacked him directly. The leaders were also eighth-level cultivators, which should be the eighth-level of the Taoist sect. They have just started to temper the Yang God. Their foundation does not seem to be very solid. They call themselves Yang God Zhenren. They should be flattering themselves, or... they really don't know how to rank, but it is still a difficult battle for Lao Ma.

Yin God and Yang God are essentially the same, both are the souls of practitioners. When they are at the eighth level, they condense Yin God, and then they begin to temper. When Yang God is pure Yang, it is the time to step into the seventh level. At that time, the soul is indestructible, not shaken by the wind, not hurt by the sun, and not damaged by thunder. It can survive for a long time without the physical body, and can also use the power of the Yuan Shen to see the indestructible spirit and repair the physical body, so that practitioners can achieve immortality and truly step into the seventh level.

However, at present, these so-called "Yang Shen Zhenren" are actually just a part of the Yin God, not really to the point of pure Yang Yuan Shen.

But it is enough to beat Lao Ma.

However, many Taoist magic, various magic spells, and talismans are flying, constantly bombarding Lao Ma's scales.

Fortunately, although his body is not as good as a real dragon, he also has some resistance ability. With his speed, he has not fallen into a disadvantage for the time being, and he can also find time to use his tail to slap a few people away, but the opponent has an eighth-level, who can always stop Lao Ma from continuing to chase.

In addition, Lao Ma himself has no intention of killing, so there are no casualties for the time being.

To be honest, Lao Ma was not afraid of them. With his speed, if he wanted, he could turn into the size of a mustard seed and disappear into a stream of light. They could not catch him at all.

But he wanted to test his current quality.

Lao Ma was very fast, but like Li Qi, horses were not good at fighting after all. Even if he still kept this characteristic after turning into a dragon, he was not very good at fighting.

Just like the mirage dragon that turned into a shell, they still kept the ability of illusion, and the snake dragon that cultivated into a demon dragon still kept its venom.

As a dragon colt, after he turned into a dragon, his official name should be "Cong", which can be called a Conglong. There was a poem that said: "The flowery Conglong of Khotan is eight feet long. He looks at the clouds and does not accept the silk of his head. He tries the sky step at the sunset of the long catalpa. He knows that there is no way to run at the four poles." It is to praise the strength of the Conglong.

Although he knew this, he was a male creature after all, and he had just broken through the eighth rank. Now he saw a few enemies who would not endanger his life, and the other party took the initiative to attack...

How could it be so good?

So he immediately swung his tail and fought with the Taoist priests around him, without even speaking.

And behind the battlefield——

"Master Wang, why don't you take action? This demon dragon has a high level of cultivation, almost comparable to Yangshen Zhenren. You are one of the best masters here, why are you standing here stupidly?" But a Taoist priest next to him urged the old Taoist priest.

It was the old Taoist priest from before. It seemed that his surname was Wang.

"You also know that it is almost comparable to Yangshen cultivators. I, the old Taoist priest, have just condensed Yangshen not long ago, and my foundation is not deep. How can I intervene in such a battle? Let's save my life first. Now Master Liu has gone to deal with it. He is good at fire magic. This demon dragon must be of water attribute. It is not difficult to defeat it with fire over water." The old Taoist priest waved his hand, looking indifferent.

"Master Wang, you haven't taken action since you entered the mountain. I'm afraid it's not appropriate..." Someone else said so.

"Nonsense, what does it have to do with you when I take action? If you are anxious, just roll up your sleeves." The old Taoist cursed directly, then raised his head and ran to the other side.

He was not ready to take action. Although he was a rare Yangshen cultivator here, he was not ready to fight for nothing. His apprentice was still waiting at home.

Besides, the purpose of his coming here was to repay the kindness of Luofu Mountain for teaching and learning, not to help these people work for nothing.

He has lived for two or three hundred years and is considered an old hand. He knows very well in his heart that although those Yangshen real people are under the banner of repaying the kindness of Luofu Mountain, their real purpose is definitely not simple.

This time, they raised a big banner and entangled so many people, almost calling half of the Taoist temples outside, a full several thousand people, which seemed to be coming to flatten this area.

Those Yangshen Zhenren...want to use everyone's power to wipe out the mountain spirits and ghosts, or even directly solve the source of the ghosts, and then occupy this place themselves?

Although there is no evidence, based on my understanding of those people, it is estimated that it is almost certain.

After all, those people said that they were "educated by the world", but how many people have really worshipped in Luofu Mountain? How many people still care about the grace in their hearts?

To put it bluntly, there are only a few people who have obtained the qualification of registered disciples among the thousands of Taoist temples on the mountain, and those few people are not here now, and disappeared with the immortals of Luofu Mountain.

Only I have obtained the qualification of registered disciples, but I haven't come yet, so the immortals should not take me away.

This can also be regarded as... a regret of a lifetime.

However, even so, he couldn't go along with that gang. He still had to drive away those who wanted to steal Luofu's products.

However, the demon dragon in front of him should not be among them.

He felt that the demon dragon had no malice or murderous intentions in his heart, but the Taoist priests who besieged him were full of hostility.

It was precisely because of this that he chose to stand by and watch without preparing to take action.

The old Taoist priest stood there calmly, watching the battlefield in front of him with a calm expression.

He could naturally see that although the demon dragon was beaten back step by step and seemed to have no power to fight back, it had not suffered any serious injuries from beginning to end. It was just bruises and even the scales had not fallen off.

Moreover, the speed of the opponent's movements showed that the opponent did not even want to escape. If he really wanted to run, the demon dragon should have disappeared in a flash.

This strength is really worthy of being a dragon.

The old Taoist priest sighed.

However, the old Taoist priest didn't know that compared with the real dragon, the demon dragon was far inferior. His knowledge and vision did not support him to recognize the difference between the real dragon and the demon dragon in the legend.

But it didn't matter. For the Taoist priests in front of him, the demon dragon was also an extremely difficult enemy, even a dragon like Lao Ma whose claws and teeth were too blunt.

But he saw the battlefield.

The eighth-rank Yangshen Zhenren saw that he could not cause any harm to Lao Ma, so he could only speed up and arrange the formation.

"Quick, quick, quick! Tie up the body of this evildoer, place the spiritual scroll, and suppress the non-righteous spirits on the hall door!" The Yangshen Zhenren kept giving orders, moving his body and restraining Lao Ma.

Lao Ma was also trying to resist. He kept making low dragon roars, spewing green thunder from his mouth, and swinging his dragon tail. He kept struggling among the Taoist priests who formed the formation.

A closer look showed that many spiritual talismans had been arranged to form a seal below. Lao Ma was trying to break free, but now it seemed that he was still a breath away.

When the eighth-rank Yang God saw that Lao Ma was temporarily trapped by the formation, he immediately formed a seal with his hands and chanted a spell: "Wearing gold and feathers, carrying the precious light, the jade wheel returns to the north, and the red soldiers are driven!"

As soon as the spell came out, he picked up a stack of talisman paper, quickly drew the talisman on it, lit it, and the flames soared. In the fireworks, several heavenly soldiers suddenly rose up!

These heavenly soldiers were tall and mighty, with broad foreheads and wide faces, pure red skin, flags on their backs, crowns and robes, colorful armor, and tiger belts. They raised their heads and chests, holding swords, axes, and bravely jumped towards Lao Ma, and smashed him hard! Pressed him to the ground.

Lao Ma struggled hard, and saw green thunder rolling and exploding continuously. The ground seemed to be earthquake-like. The melee between the heavenly soldiers and Lao Ma crushed countless trees in the surrounding forests, and the boulders were crushed into powder.

At this time, another Yangshen Zhenren came out. He had been watching the battle before, but now he suddenly took action, set several paper figures in his hand on fire, and threw them into the battlefield.

These paper figures were made of yellow paper before, but when they fell to the ground, they had turned into several golden giants three feet tall! Like the legendary Yellow Turban Warriors.

When these golden giants stepped onto the battlefield, the exquisite battle was over, and only brute force remained. They ran quickly and rushed to the front of Lao Ma, grabbed Lao Ma's claws and tail, strangled his throat, and completely pinned Lao Ma down.

As the saying goes, to describe strong strength, people like to use the saying of ten dragons and ten elephants, nine cows and two tigers. It can be seen that the power of dragons, elephants, cows, tigers and the like is very huge.

As a demon dragon, Lao Ma is certainly very strong, but after those golden giants pinned him down, he couldn't break free for a while!

He rolled hard, but still couldn't shake the bodies of those golden giants.

But the Yangshen Zhenren who threw out the paper man stroked his beard and said condescendingly: "Accept your fate, you demon dragon. My golden armor warrior has the power of a dragon, and you only have the power of a dragon. It's like an ordinary person being held down by four or five people. You can't break free no matter what."

Lao Ma didn't believe in evil. He didn't believe that this thing had the power of a dragon.

You know, Lao Ma himself didn't have the power of a dragon.

The power of a dragon, that's the power of a real dragon!

What kind of power is that? How can this ordinary warrior compare to it? It can be seen that the other party is bragging, so he may be able to break free if he rolls over!

To be honest, Lao Ma has regretted it a little.

He wanted to test his own quality. He thought that even if he couldn't beat him, he could easily escape with his own speed. However, he didn't expect that the other party was outnumbered. An eighth-grade Taoist restrained him, and those ninth-grade Taoists took the opportunity to set up a dragon suppression formation to restrain his speed, and were disturbed by the heavenly soldiers...

If it was just like this, he would still have time to run away.

However, now he was attacked by another eighth-rank master who summoned a strongman, and his whole body was pinned down. He had no way to exert any strength, and he couldn't even run.

Originally, he could use the dragon's ability to transform into the size of a mustard seed, and it would not be difficult to escape from the strongman's hands, but the dragon suppression formation set up by those people before sealed his ability to transform.

This time, he was really caught.

The two Yangshen Zhenren naturally knew this, so they walked in front of Lao Ma's dragon head and scolded him harshly: "Evil beast, you sneaked into Luofu Mountain, mined resources, and dug up corpses. You made a big mistake. Do you know your crime?!"

"Pah!" Lao Ma spat directly and immediately replied: "Who are you? I came here to collect these spiritual objects on the orders of my sister-in-law...Luofu Mountain Yuezhong Zhenren. You are just some weeds outside, living under someone else's roof. Why don't you let me go quickly? If you wait for my eldest brother to come, none of you will be able to escape!"

He was also quite angry and not afraid.

These people won't be able to kill him for a while. When he calls for help, Li Qi will naturally feel that the weeds will be cut off easily. But as a last resort, he still wants to solve it on his own, so he hasn't called for help yet.

"You evil beast, who made a big mistake and told lies, the real man in the moon in Luofu Mountain? Who among you has heard of this man? Besides, ghosts are rampant in Luofu Mountain and demons are running around. Where are there any living people? There is really no cure. Help! Master Ouyang, what do you say?" The eighth-grade Yang God looked to the other side, waiting for the reaction of the Yang God cultivator who summoned the golden armored warrior.

"I don't think it is hopeless. After all, he is a demon dragon. Although he is disrespectful to Luofu Mountain, he can avoid the death penalty but cannot escape the punishment of living. You demon dragon, today I will mark you and lock your soul. From now on, you Please guard the door of our Taoist temple for two years. When your sins are redeemed, you can leave at will." Master Ouyang said calmly with an air of immortality.

These words made Lao Ma so angry that he directly insulted me: "I said I was walking well, why did you guys suddenly show up and attack me? It turned out that this was the idea, a bunch of demons , don’t think about cultivation, don’t practice the righteous method, and spend all your time thinking about these crooked things, you deserve to be cut off from the eighth level, and have no hope of life in this life!”

"Looking at your sarcastic appearance and pretending to be a fairy, do you really think that I can't see how stinking oily you are and how poor you are? You're just talking nonsense, and you want to deceive me. I don’t know if you are qualified to be your mountain-suppressing beast. My dragon life is so overwhelming that your dog life cannot breathe. I will have no children in the future, and I am afraid that all my descendants will be wiped out!"

"Old slave, you bastard, I'm afraid this cultivation level was obtained through deception! Do you think you can fool me? I've seen the world! Don't want to-"

In the past, when Lao Ma couldn't speak, he had a very explosive temper and even bumped into Li Qi. Now that he can speak, he kept talking non-stop. All kinds of insults came one after another, and he kept swearing and scolding. Master Yangshen's face was purple, and he took several deep breaths. It could even be seen that he wanted to retaliate.

But after all, he was already at the eighth level, and he still had some brains. He knew that there were thousands of Taoist priests watching at this moment, and it would be unseemly to retaliate and scold him. It would only make people laugh, and he might not be able to scold this foul-mouthed dragon. When the time comes, it will end up being splashed with mud, which is not pretty.

Therefore, he continued to maintain his immortal appearance stiffly, waiting for Lao Ma to feel satisfied with the scolding and stop to catch his breath.

Seeing that the old horse finally shut up, Master Yangshen snorted coldly: "Humph! This evil beast knows his crime and will not change it. When I chop off his head, it will be regarded as a treasure of heaven and earth, and it can be used to buy a few things for everyone here. magic weapon!"

After saying this, he muttered something, took out the talisman and threw it into the sky. Swish, swish, it turned into several steel knives, and he was about to cut!

But at this moment, the old Taoist priest not far away flicked his fingers.