Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

  Chapter 224 Signing in [Five-color Divine Light] (4400 words)

  Poof.

   Elder Heiyan couldn't hold it any longer and turned into ashes in front of everyone.

   The people who were dragged into the gold exchange boat secretly exclaimed fortunately, if it was a moment too late, they would inevitably be possessed by flames.

  East Emperor Demon Emperor's complexion was extremely difficult to see.

   However, he was just like Zhan Hong, stunned for a moment.

   Because a vast Dao will suddenly came to his mind, his palms could not help shaking.

[You have noticed that the rhythm of this tunnel is hidden, there are 800-mile flaming mountains, like the fire of heaven and earth falling into the world, there are Samadhi True Fire, Liuding Divine Fire, Tusita Ziyan, which burns the sky and boils the earth, suppresses all evils, If you sign in with sweat, you can get Heavenly Dao Rewards]

   "This... This is the Holy Land of Heaven!"

  East Emperor Demon Emperor is well-informed, he recognized it at once, and his expression was a little excited.

   You must know that in his identity, he has seen the Holy Land of Heaven, but with the huge power of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, he has never occupied a place.

   And after this green-robed Taoist descended in front of him, it seemed that he also inspired this holy place to descend.

   "No, he's just a mortal Taoist, how could he have anything to do with the Holy Land of Heaven! This must be Heaven's mercy for me, the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, which happened to be a blessing today!"

   The Demon Emperor of the Eastern Emperor quickly realized that he only felt that the Myriad Demon Valley deserved to be born this time. Even if the casualties were heavy, as long as he and this holy place were protected, the prosperity would only be a chance for a hundred years!

Zhan Hong on the side of    did not change his mind like him, and he had quietly forced out a wisp of sweat with his True Yuan.

  Zhang Xiaofan held the Samadhi True Fire in his hand, and felt that a beep sounded in his ears again.

   [Zhanhong, the son of planes, signs in in your Flaming Mountain (pseudo), and you get the Immortal Binding Rope·True]

   His heart moved, and he noticed that there was an orange-golden rope in the system space.

   The name of this bundle of immortal ropes is extremely resounding, and it is the treasure of the cave for the evangelists of the prehistoric world to fear their grandsons.

  It is called the two rope treasures together with the demon-binding rope.

   Now Zhang Xiaofan is all collected.

   However, the use of these two treasures is only valid for the level below the Great Luo Jinxian in the Great Desolate World, and the second is that it has a great relationship with the user's cultivation.

  The immortal rope is aimed at immortals and gods, and the demon rope is aimed at demons and monsters.

   Zhang Xiaofan flicked his wrist slightly and a green ribbon appeared.

   This Eastern Emperor Demon Emperor was born in a monster, so the immortal rope tied was useless to him, and what he called out was the demon rope.

   "Demon Emperor! A trick to take over the poor way!"

   With a slight wave of his hand, the demon-binding rope instantly swelled and wrapped around the Eastern Emperor Demon Emperor.

   "Huh? What magic weapon is this!?"

  East Emperor Demon Emperor only felt a terrifying force that suppressed his life, falling like an overwhelming force, and with his cultivation base, he felt a palpitating heart.

   He didn't dare to take it hard, and with a flick of his body, he turned into a phantom and avoided it far away.

   But once the demon-binding rope is shot, there are few times when it returns without success, only to see the emerald green rope protruding like a wandering dragon.

  Densely covered with green images, the Eastern Emperor Demon Emperor was locked inside.

   "Not good! I can't even dodge one of his ropes!"

  East Emperor Demon Emperor's eyes flickered, and the three-legged golden crow rose up on his body, blending into his body, intending to resist the suppressing power of the demon cord.

  OM——

The    Demon Binding Cord entangled it tightly, but a tyrannical force to break free burst out from it, causing its whole body to tremble and make a humming sound.

   "No matter how strong the magic weapon is, how can you control this Emperor if your cultivation is too low!"

  East Emperor Demon Emperor sneered, and a blazing white flame suddenly rose from his body, burning until the Demon Binding Rope almost changed color.

   This is his natal supernatural power - the sun is really fire!

   This kind of flame is the innate divine fire, not weaker than the true samadhi fire in Zhang Xiaofan's hands, after all, the true samadhi fire is the acquired flame of human cultivation.

   Zhang Xiaofan's color changed slightly, knowing that the demon-binding rope was helpless to the other party.

   He waved quickly, and the emerald ribbon hurried back.

   However, since he has already made his move, the Eastern Emperor Demon Emperor will not just let it go.

   I saw the Golden Crow dharma behind him fluttering slightly, carrying boundless flames towards Zhang Xiaofan's golden boat.

   "Coming and not being indecent, you also take me a trick!"

   Zhang Xiaofan didn't dare to be careless, he waved his hand and drove the Samadhi True Fire in the Flaming Mountain to burn head-on.

  The two powerful flames met in mid-air, blooming like fireworks, but the true fire of Samadhi was gradually extinguished in the true fire of the sun.

   "Tushita Ziyan!"

   Zhang Xiaofan's expression was solemn, and once again drove a group of purple flames to greet him.

  This Tusita Ziyan is the alchemy fire of the Supreme Laojun of the Honghuang World, and its power is even better than the real fire of Samadhi in the Flaming Mountain.

  Golden Crow slammed into the purple flame of Tushita.

   The real sun fire had a violent impact with it, but this time, the real sun fire failed to gain the upper hand.

  Tushita Violet Flame's flame is not large, but it seems to be indelible, refining and swallowing the true fire of the sun little by little.

  East Emperor Demon Emperor's complexion suddenly changed.

  Golden Crow Faxiang suddenly turned his head and fled backwards.

  Tushita Ziyan was like a gangrene attached to the bone, and he kept on following him. The terrifying power burned the void so that a white streak appeared.

   "Damn!"

  East Emperor Demon Emperor no longer dared to despise him, and suddenly his body shook, leaving a phantom on the spot.

  Tushita Ziyan covered it with a hula, and instantly burned it into ashes, but when the body fell, it turned into a feather and annihilated in the flames.

   Not far away, the figure of the Eastern Emperor Demon Emperor appeared again.

   At this time, his eyes were gloomy, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Zhang Xiaofan.

   The feather that replaced his death just now was his treasure, and there were only three in total.

   Three hundred years ago, he was cut down by Lingshuzi, and now he has burned another one. If he did it again, he would really be dead!

   And Zhang Xiaofan looked at him, his eyes became more and more solemn.

   He did not expect that the Demon Emperor of Ten Thousand Demons Valley had so many methods that he could even escape from the mortal realm.

   This time, the two faced off again, and each became extremely solemn.

  East Emperor Demon Emperor looked at the boundless sea of ​​​​fire, and suddenly his heart moved: "Yes, this is the Holy Land of Heaven, can I..."

   He stimulated the demon essence in his body, forcing out a wisp of sweat.

   A tyrannical cultivation base like him has long been immune to cold and heat, and it is impossible to sweat naturally under normal circumstances.

   However, the effect is extremely obvious.

   As the sweat spilled out, the Demon Emperor Donghuang and Zhang Xiaofan were stunned at the same time.

  【The remnant soul of the ancient demon emperor, Dong Huangyun, signs in in your Flaming Mountain (pseudo), and you get supernatural powers, five colors of light, all】

   Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, because this Demon Emperor of the Eastern Emperor was also a person favored by Heaven, and he was still signing in at this time.

   Donghuang Yao was stunned because he didn't expect his attempt to be successful!

   He instantly felt that he had mastered a new kind of supernatural power, as if he was born with it, and like his true sun fire, it became his life supernatural power.

   "Five-color divine light, within the five elements, nothing is brushed, and nothing is broken!"

  East Emperor Demon Emperor's eyes were full of surprises, and he couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, with this magical power, I see who else in the world can do anything to this Emperor!"

  Zhang Xiaofan looked strange.

   The name of this five-color divine light, he had naturally heard of it, was the divine power of Kong Xuan, who was known as the first person under the saints in the prehistoric world.

   When he became enlightened, he refined his five natal feathers into five colors of blue, yellow, red, black, and white. He fought all over the world, and was almost invincible until he met the sage Zhunti and was subdued.

   Even Daoist Lu Ya, the owner of the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, when he met him, he called out his interests and fled with Hua Hong decisively.

   And what really makes Zhang Xiaofan look weird is that this Eastern Emperor Demon Emperor is planning to use the five-colored divine light to deal with him?

   Do you take the genuine copycat?

   When have you seen taxpayers resisting taxpayers?

   "East Emperor Demon Emperor, you are still too young!"

   As he thought about it, he saw the Demon Emperor of the Eastern Emperor look at him with a proud face, his back was like a peacock opening its screen, showing five colors of divine light.

   "Qing Hui, this emperor was born to heaven and earth, and he is the real darling of heaven! It's up to you? How to fight this emperor!"

   As he said, he stretched out his hand, and the five-color divine light swept across in a fan shape.

   Zhang Xiaofan finally showed a smile: "Demon Emperor, is this your strongest means? Hahaha, it just so happens that even the poor can do it!"

   He stepped into the air step by step, and with each step he fell behind his back, revealing a divine light.

  Blue, yellow, red, black, white!

   A total of five colors!

  East Emperor Demon Emperor's eyes froze all of a sudden: "Impossible! How could you possibly have this emperor's life-like supernatural powers!?"

   However, Zhang Xiaofan ignored him at all, instead he waved his palm forward, and the five-color divine light behind him also swept across in a fan shape.

   The two five-color divine lights collided head-on.

  However, the five-colored divine light of the Eastern Emperor Demon Emperor is like the collapse of a mountain, retreating step by step!

   "No! Impossible—"

  East Emperor Demon Emperor let out an unbelievable roar, and then saw the five-color divine light coming straight towards him.

   Without thinking, he hurriedly fled into the distance.

  However, the power of the five-color divine light was ten or a hundred times more powerful than the Demon Bound Cable and Tusiri Ziyan, and it was brushed on him in the blink of an eye.

  Push——

  East Emperor Demon Emperor was drowning in divine light with a terrified face.

   However, the five-color divine light flew back, and only a feather floated in place.

   This is the last chance to stand in for the Demon Emperor of the Eastern Emperor.

   His body appeared not far away.

   Zhang Xiaofan was a little surprised: "As expected of the Demon Emperor of Ten Thousand Demons Valley, he has great skills!"

   said, he stretched out his hand and waved again, and the five-colored divine light swept straight towards the body of the Eastern Emperor Demon Emperor.

   "Poor Daoist wants to see, how many times can you use this magical power for death?"

  East Emperor Demon Emperor's complexion changed dramatically in an instant!

   "Qing Hui! If this emperor is lucky enough not to die, he will never share the sky with you!"

   He lost his fighting spirit, turned into a rainbow light, and fled to the outside of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

   But the five-color divine light shot, even if it is the existence of Taoism, how can it compete with it!

   I saw blue, yellow, red, black, and white rays of light flash across the sky one after another, and the Eastern Emperor Demon Emperor gave a shrill cry, shattering like a porcelain doll.

  The three-legged golden crow's dharma appeared, but it couldn't stop it at all.

   In the blink of an eye, the Myriad Demon Valley returned to silence, except for the occasional crackling of fire and crackling sounds from the cracks of the volcano.

   Everyone looked at each other in dismay, not daring to make a sound.

   The Taoist priest Qing Hui of the Lingshu Temple is really terrifying!

The    generation of demon emperors, the peak powerhouses of Taoism, fell so easily?

   They couldn't believe it, still immersed in shock.

  Zhang Xiaofan glanced at him and said in his heart that it is fortunate that the Eastern Emperor Demon Emperor signed in and got the five-color divine light, otherwise it would really take a lot of effort to take down the opponent.

   He stretched out his hand, and the five-colored divine light flew back.

   "Zhan Hong, Da Hei, the Demon Emperor is dead, I'll leave the finishing touches to you."

  Zhang Xiaofan nodded slightly to the two of them, and then with a flick of his footsteps, he returned to the Lingshu Temple through the [Demon Mark] on Li Xiaoyao's body.

   Everyone hurriedly bowed to send them off, and the Taoist Qingpao had disappeared.

  Puff.

  The golden boat disappeared and they fell on the mountain.

   "Ouch, my **** is so hot!"

  …

   Zhuoguang Mountain, Lingshu View.

  Li Xiaoyao sat at the stone table in the backyard, lowered his head and said, "When will Master come back..."

   Zhao Linger snickered aside.

  Old Zhao asked for a glass, poured wine on the table, and sipped it at his leisure.

   Although he didn't ask what he wanted to ask, he was not in a hurry at all.

   However, the next moment, his hand holding the wine glass froze in front of his lips.

   I saw a Qingpao Taoist silently appear beside Li Xiaoyao, and there was no warning before.

   His eyes were slightly condensed: "How is it possible, I didn't even perceive his appearance at all, and I didn't even notice the traces of traveling through space!"

   Zhang Xiaofan patted Li Xiaoyao's head and asked, "Wait? There are a lot of Taoisms that you are proficient in as a teacher, I don't know what you want to learn?"

   His words are not boasting, but a real statement.

  Because of the sign-in reward, he now has hundreds of exercises, among which there are more than a dozen top Taoist techniques and supernatural powers.

  Li Xiaoyao is still a child, with a simple mind, and he doesn't know the gold content in his words.

   And in his opinion, Master is powerful and omnipotent, that is normal!

   So he heard the words and shouted: "Master, I want to learn swords!"

   He stood up, waved his wooden sword excitedly a few times, and added: "What's the point of a man who doesn't learn swords, becomes a sword fairy, and can't kill demons and slay demons while he's alive!"

   Zhao Linger pouted beside him: "Does this man have nothing else to do?"

  Li Xiaoyao gave her an embarrassed look, and immediately shrank his head, not daring to refute.

   Zhang Xiaofan laughed and said, "If that's the case, I will teach you the swordsmanship as a teacher! However, before that, you still need to practice a set of fundamental techniques."

   "My teacher originally practiced the "Lingshu Jing". After that, he went through reincarnation, participated in the study of Taiji Xuanqing Dao, and realized a set of his own exercises. He named it "Six Paths of Reincarnation Jing".

   "I will pass it on to you today as a teacher. I hope you will practice well, and don't live up to your expectations as a teacher!"

   said, he pointed and poked Li Xiaoyao's forehead.

   A set of mysterious practice routes and cultivation ways, all poured into his sea of ​​consciousness.

  Li Xiaoyao has already had the experience of teaching swordsmanship once, so this time he received it very quickly, and he woke up from his absence in the blink of an eye.

   "Thank you, Master!"

   He exclaimed excitedly as soon as he sensed it.

   Zhang Xiaofan nodded slightly and said again: "Next, I will show you several swordsmanships of Xeon for my teacher. As for how much you can learn and which one you can comprehend, it depends on your chance!"

  Li Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly showed a look of anticipation, and immediately saw a world open up in Master's eyes.

   He looked around, and saw that the world was completely white, and he no longer knew where he was.

   "Master?"

   As soon as he opened his mouth to shout, he heard an ethereal voice coming from the void.

   "One poor, you can be optimistic, this sword is called Wanjian Jue!"

  In the vast white world, tens of thousands of long swords appeared in an instant, forming long dragon flying shots in the air.

  Li Xiaoyao was fascinated at once: "This is the swordsmanship that I am thinking about!"

  Xu, the sword intent disappeared, and the voice sounded again: "Look, this is the sword god..."

   A white-robed dharma figure appeared in mid-air, and the sword was raised, completely natural, caused by the sword's edge, as if it could split the world.

   "Look, this is a sword to open the gate of heaven!"

   "Look, this is the technique of slashing the sky and drawing the sword!"

   "Alright, this is the Dahe Sword Intent!"

   "Look out, this is Haoran Sword Qi!"

   "Look out, this is the real magic of the Divine Sword and Thunder!"

  “…”

   A set of peerless swordsmanship evolves in this world of nothingness.

  Li Xiaoyao was intoxicated and intoxicated, unable to extricate himself.

   Zhao Linger stood in front of the stone table, seeing the young man froze in place like a stone statue, he could not help but ask in a low voice, "Grandpa, what are they doing?"

   Lao Zhaotou looked solemn, took a sip of wine and said, "Pass the sword, and... it's the strongest swordsmanship!"

   From the calm body of Daoist Qing Hui, he noticed a palpitating aura——

   That is the evolution of peerless swordsmanship!

   (end of this chapter)