"Protect Wudao!"
The ancestor of Changsheng sneered coldly, and the disciples in black robes and brocade clothes in Wusheng Hall pinched the formula one by one, and the thousand-mouthed flying sword condensed into billowing ink clouds, tumbling non-stop. In the center of the disciples, Yan Wudao was being protected in it.
At this time, the benefits of the star descenders with sect background are reflected. Under the Taiyihun celestial formation, the weak star descenders often become the first targets of others, and with the support of sects, at least It's not that simple to chew, it's just...
Xin Lao walked slowly towards them, like a perfect woman carved by beautiful jade with a seemingly unchanging indifference, making Wu Sheng Dian feel like an enemy.
"If you use despicable means to participate in the Star Fighting, even Chao Gai can't stand it. If you dare to go one step further, Wusheng Temple will never end." The Longevity Patriarch shouted, and there was a message in his words that he didn't want to be with her. fight.
Xinlao stopped, raised his head and looked at the crowd.
The woman is so indifferent and beautiful, if it weren't for the star symbol on her forehead that represented her identity as a star descendant, what the Longevity Patriarch was facing was a star general instead of a demon cultivator, but it can make people feel like a descendant who has the feeling of a star general. Astral is obviously more tricky. The Longevity Patriarch also knew that this was a formidable opponent, especially since the other party's cultivation base had reached the early stage of the starry sky. If possible, the old man really wanted to stay as far away from her as possible.
Xin Lao seemed to think about it for a while, and then raised his hand slightly without hesitation.
There was a loud bang.
The earth shook.
The disciples of the Hall of Wusheng did not hesitate to fly with their swords, and following the voice of the ancestor of longevity, "Looking for death!" The ink cloud condensed by the flying sword rolled over, and the dark sword shadows in the sky mixed with whistling noises, rolled towards the prison .
As one of the twin halls of the top ten sects in the Canglong Realm, the strength of the Wusheng Hall should not be underestimated. The sect's exercises are both good and evil in the Canglong Realm. The world is unique. Especially Wusheng Temple's unique "Wusheng Sword Art" is even more unique. The rolling flying sword is burning red light in slow motion, like a raging flame, which is completely strange in the black sword energy.
Ancestor Changsheng also played his own magic weapon without hesitation. With a sneer, he sacrificed his favorite magic weapon "Posheng Sword"... A flying sword with a dark body was formed, and Ancestor Changsheng spit out a mouthful of sinister air Then, suddenly it rose, and it increased by more than ten times. The huge mouth like a bucket opened, and the cold sword edge flashed a sharp light, as if it could cut the space, especially the broken sword. In the blink of an eye, there is a faint black mist coming out, it is the "smoke of lifeless seven orifices"
Ever since he was defeated by Tian Xian Xing Gongsunhuang's star technique in the Hall of Eternal Life, the Ancestor Chang Sheng returned to his sect and devoted himself to cultivating his own unique magic weapon. Confidence.
Yan Wudao didn't dare to be careless, he put all his energy into his spiritual thoughts and skill, and divided it into 70% to guard against the sneak attack of the prison. Although he had reached the peak of the star sea like the ancestor of Changsheng, even Yan Wudao broke through the starry sky due to the relationship of thousands of years of tears. The bottleneck is better than the Longevity Patriarch, but Yan Wudao is very worried about facing the White Tiger Starfall.
Clang! Like the long cry of a divine sword unsheathed, the shadow of the sword that filled the sky and the sky rolled over, and the momentum completely covered the letter prison.
Faith remained unmoved.
He didn't even watch her make any movements, as if waiting to die.
With a sound of "哗啦", the sword energy was everywhere in the field, and the walls and floors made of diamond crystal jade were scratched by flying swords, full of holes.
The prison was submerged in an instant, and there was no trace of breath. Even the monks in the early stage of the starry sky would not be able to retreat unscathed when encountering this situation.
"Hmph, how dare you underestimate the fate of our Wusheng Temple." A monk from Wusheng Temple laughed.
"Don't be careless." Yan Wudao condensed his voice.
The sword shadows all over the sky separated, and the monk who was talking big just now immediately became dumbfounded. After the overwhelming sword array, the woman appeared nonchalantly, as if all the attacks just now were ridiculous hallucinations.
"how can that be?"
"impossible!"
"Be careful of her bracelet." Changsheng Patriarch saw the bracelet on Xinlao's white wrist and immediately shouted.
Xinlao put his hand across his abdomen slightly, and a dazzling bracelet on his wrist was shaking gently. A powerful spiritual force leaked from the bracelet, which made Feijian unable to get close.
"go!"
The Longevity Patriarch summoned up his mana and read aloud.
The Posheng sword slashed down.
The smoke from the lifeless seven orifices filled the air like a mist, and as far as the line of sight was concerned, there was an abyss.
Xinluo's slender palm waved lightly.
The bracelet leisurely flew out from the wrist, and the bright light collided with the Posheng sword in a flash.
"madness."
The Longevity Patriarch was secretly proud, his inanimate seven orifices smoke could corrode the magic weapon, and the opponent actually fought the magic weapon to meet his wishes, and the Longevity Patriarch was about to spoil the opponent's magic weapon with all his might.
bump.
There was a crisp glass-like cracking sound from the sky.
The Changsheng Patriarch's face changed drastically.
The bracelet shone with bright and colorful light, it was more dazzling than the sun, more penetrating than the moonlight, once this light appeared, the black smoke disappeared completely.
Then the bracelet drew an arc and hit Poshengjian without hindrance.
Only a bang was heard.
The indestructible Posheng Sword was smashed in the middle by the bracelet, and all the spiritual energy was lost. The magic weapon that the ancestor of Changsheng painstakingly refined all his life turned into scrap iron in such an instant.
The Longevity Patriarch vomited blood with a cry.
As soon as the Wushengdian disciples saw it, they immediately used all their abilities together with the enemy. Thousands of flying swords circled around, the shadow of the sword was directly covered, and Xinlao raised his eyelids slightly.
The jade bracelet shone brighter in mid-air, like the nine-day Milky Way collapsing to the ground. The dots of light were like stars, and the bracelet seemed to release a galaxy out of thin air. The galaxy contained everything, including the sun, the moon, and the stars.
The flying sword under the hood was covered by the ubiquitous starlight, and suddenly, the sword's power disappeared.
All the flying swords were collected under the Vientiane brilliance emitted by the bracelet.
These are the monk's natal flying swords, which are connected with the monk's life. When the flying sword is broken, the disciples of Wusheng Hall screamed incessantly.
"Vientiane Bracelet!"
The Longevity Patriarch was horrified.
The magic weapon that can defeat his broken sword and thousands of flying swords is unprecedented in the Liangshan Continent. Seeing the dazzling bracelet, the ancestor of Changsheng immediately thought of Wanxiang who recently defeated Sanqingban on the Fengling list. bracelet.
not good.
will die!
Patriarch Changsheng suddenly had a thought, but at this moment, it was too late. When Xin Lao, who seemed to be careless, was defusing all the flying sword attacks with the Vientiane Bracelet, the woman suddenly moved.
The figure shuttled across the earth, like light, and arrived in front of the Longevity Patriarch in a flash.
The white palm hit out.
The moment he struck out the palm, the Changsheng Patriarch only felt the space around him crumble, and he had nowhere to escape, and he was unprepared for the slap from the prison.
The powerful magic power directly destroyed the internal organs of the ancestor of longevity.
The long-lived patriarch who thought he could take this palm was shocked to find that the opponent was stronger than he imagined. Ancestor's whole body, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't escape.
"No..." Changsheng Patriarch widened his pupils, unwilling to look at the indifferent woman in front of him.
Draw the ground as a prison!
Xinlao lightly closed his palm.
The whole body of the Longevity Patriarch died like a crumbling clay sculpture. The cautious Longevity Patriarch had never thought that he would be so fragile and vulnerable when he died.
"Grandfather!"
The disciples of the Wusheng Palace burst into tears.
"You guys go!"
Yan Wudao shouted angrily.
Xinlao gave him a squinting look, followed his figure, and the Vientiane Bracelet and palm technique came at the same time.
Yan Wudao pulled out the six-way tray, gritted his teeth, smiled angrily, and greeted him.
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"Buddha Nirvana, Suzaku Soaring to the Clouds!"
Ye Futu made a gesture with both hands, and a phoenix fire bird shot out from his fingers. Then, following Ye Futu's two hands together and one apart, the flaming Suzaku bird flew out of its body, rolling towards the girl in the tumbling flames.
Dragon Goddess looks calm and unhurried.
"Huanchen Sword Heart!"
With a touch of Long Nu's hand, the Huanchen Flying Sword burst into blue light. In an instant, it seemed that countless arrows were shot through the air, and then Fang Yili left behind, and all of them turned into crystal clear flying swords half a foot long. , Shooting towards Suzaku overwhelmingly.
Suzaku's fire was shattered by Huanchen's sword heart, and it immediately fell apart.
When Ye Futu, who was flying away, saw this scene, his stern expression also showed surprise.
With so many sword lights sweeping at the same time, not to mention the power, the number of swords and swords alone is enough to make people tremble. Before thinking about it, Ye Futu's Dunguang not only did not stop for a moment, but flashed After that, it was faster by three points, but at the same time, hundreds of sword lights flew out from the escape light to directly meet these crystal clear sword lights.
"Unexpectedly, the son of your majestic prince would join the White Tiger Monster Clan, Mr. Futu, it's disappointing." Long Nu said calmly.
When these words touched the pain in Ye Futu's heart, the man snorted coldly and said without expression: "As long as you can climb to the top of Nuliang Mountain, it doesn't matter if Futu becomes a monster."
"Sure enough, there is no cure, Ye Futu." The dragon girl pointed, and the flying sword greeted her.
Ye Futu also released Karma Fire and Flying Swords to fight each other.
On one side is the gentle water and light, on the other side is the ferocious flame, which is extremely intense.
"The Seventh Princess who was rumored to be pampered by the Crystal Dragon Palace, what right do you have to teach me a lesson?" Ye Futu sneered.
"Then this hall will teach you a lesson, Ye Futu!"
With a hearty laugh, a cold light hit, Ye Futu reacted extremely quickly, his fighting potential was stimulated, and he avoided it. A tall, handsome man with a noble temperament appeared. Seeing the star symbol on his forehead, he was obviously also a star faller.
"Another pampered thing." Ye Futu sneered.
Xie Chang'an laughed loudly, "Ye Futu, I may not be able to do anything to those demon cultivators of the White Tiger Realm, but you..." With a sly smile, Xie Chang'an looked at the Dragon Girl and said, "Your Highness, now we are joining forces, don't fight with this Betrayal nonsense, let’s kill him first.”
When Longnu hesitated for a moment, Xie Chang'an had already killed her without saying a word.
"The humiliation I have experienced is not known to you vain people."
Ye Futu burst out a word coldly.
"Well said, brother Futu, let me help you!"
With an applause, an elegant and unrestrained man also appeared beside Ye Futu at the same time.
It is the blue wind of the wind spirit in the white tiger seven spirit star!