Luo Meizuo thinks so, why not Jiufang Changming
It's just that today he not only has to remove the plum, but also has to expose the true face of his collusion with the power of the dark abyss of Wanshen Mountain in front of everyone. Otherwise, in the eyes of everyone, these few people are the demon heresy that everyone can get and kill.
"Get out of the way!" Jiufang Changming shouted to Yao Wangnian.
The battle between him and Luomei does not require extra people to join.
As the Lone Moon Sword was inserted into the gossip map in the center of the square, the ground roared, and the tremor rapidly spread out from the center of the circle equally divided by the two of them. muddy.
As far as the eye can see, the yellow sand fills the sky, and it is difficult to move an inch. Although it is not night, it is already chaotic.
Those with a lower cultivation base could only barely stabilize their figure, and they would be blown away by the wind if they were not careful.
Yao Wangnian reached out and grabbed the iron chain around Jiang Li's body, trying to tear it apart.
"do not move… "
Jiang Li barely managed to spit out two words from his mouth, his voice was like a mosquito.
He had been tortured to death by demonic energy for a long time, and it was only by willpower that he could maintain the only remaining sanity.
But Jiang Li still said it was too late, Yao Wangnian immediately found that the iron chain was like maggots on the tarsus, sticking firmly to his hand, hot and hot, no matter what, Yao Wangnian looked down, and the flesh of his palm was quickly smashed. Corrosion of a small part, thanks to the protection of ghosts, fighting with each other, it is indistinguishable for a while.
"Thousands of ghosts eat hearts, break!"
Yao Wangnian drank lowly, and a few skulls the size of fingers appeared, and the faint blue fire rushed towards the iron chain. With a clanging sound, the iron chain shattered. He took the opportunity to rescue Jiang Li.
"It's useless, he has already planted a demon heart in me." Jiang Li gasped in pain and tried his best to push Yao Wangnian. "You, you go, he doesn't kill me, just to catch you out, you follow Jiufang and the others, there is still time..."
"Since I'm here, there's no reason to go back empty-handed." Yao Wangnian said coldly, regardless of his struggles and carried him on his back. "You took the position of suzerain that belonged to me, and you have enjoyed the scenery for so many years. Do you want to return it?"
Yao Wangnian stopped just two steps out.
They were surrounded by Zhengrong Villa and the disciples of Wanjian Xianzong.
"The suzerain has his life, the traitor who colluded with the demon, kill without mercy!"
These familiar or unfamiliar faces reflected the embattled situation of the two in their eyes.
Zhengrong Villa has a relationship with Wanjian Xianzong, and most of the disciples also use swords. The two sides are mixed together, and they are not separated from each other. Only Yao Wangnian and Jiang Li are regarded as enemies, and they want to get rid of them.
When Jiang Li was in the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, his popularity was always good. He never put on airs, and treated the disciples at the bottom just like the elders. .
But now this liking has become a tangle and embarrassment compared with the order of Luomei Zhenren.
"The sect master has a life, not my race, don't be merciful! He is possessed by a demon, and he is no longer the sect master Jiang!"
Ding Lang, who was the leader, finished speaking, and looked around to see that no one was willing to move first, so he rushed towards Jiang Li, Yao Wangnian and the others.
He is the same generation as Jiang Li, and his cultivation base is only in the same level as Jiang Li. Just because his master is not the suzerain, the acting suzerain cannot turn him. Ding Lang looked at Jiang Li, who was in despair at this time, and said in his heart. The unpleasant taste, on the one hand, is a secret fluke, and on the other hand, it is the sadness of the death of the rabbit and the fox.
But Ding Lang's sword did not hesitate for a moment, and still swept toward Yao Wangnian, the two of them.
Jiang Li may be debatable, but Yao Wangnian is already a proper outlier.
"Five Thunders, decree!"
The sound of wind and thunder moved, and the sword light circulated, breaking the ghostly energy in front of Yao Wangnian, layer upon layer, unstoppable!
In the yellow sand, ghost energy roared and roared, whiskers turned into black dragon heads, dragon whiskers trembled, scales contained light, opened sharp teeth and swallowed the sword light in one mouthful, thousands of rivers and valleys, all in one mouthful.
The black dragon soared to the sky, and suddenly exploded, the ghost energy and the sword light actually blended into bright fireworks, falling down little by little, dissipating invisible.
Ding Lang was amazed at Yao Wangnian's strength, but he was quickly pushed back by a huge force, and the disciples of Zhengrong Villa were the first to surround them. Eight pillars slammed into the sky, soaring into the sky!
"Array start!"
Jiufang Changming had expected it well before, the whole Zhengrong Villa was a huge formation.
The formation is activated, innate gossip, slaying the sky and destroying the earth. Once it begins, unless blood is sacrificed, spiritual power fills the formation, and it is completely fed, it will never end.
Yao Wangnian and Jiang Li were back-to-back, surrounded by the middle. Within sight, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, densely packed, and the net was like silk.
Jiang Li felt that every time he took a breath, he needed to use all his strength.
He seemed to see the fire of his own life dim a little bit.
"I may, I'm about to die." His voice became ethereal, very light and indifferent, but his tone was more coherent than before. "Senior brother, in my life, I have not only been mediocre, but also a chess piece at the mercy of others. From life to death, I have been kept in the dark. But I never regret going down the mountain. At least I know you are still here and I have met Bi Jiang, fellow Daoist Jiufang and the others... Leave me alone, break through, I just hope that you will be happier in the future, Master respects him, his madness is not worth destroying yourself for."
"Shut up, stop talking!"
Yao Wangnian was irritable and interrupted. He grabbed Jiang Li's wrist and wanted to inject spiritual power. He suddenly realized that he was a ghost cultivator. His cultivation methods were completely different, and his spiritual power was incompatible. On the attacking sword energy.
boom!
The bricks splashed, the blood flowed, the sword was broken, and the clothes were broken.
Some people were beaten back, and some people made up for it. There was an endless stream. The operation of the formation method provided them with a steady stream of spiritual power.
Yao Wangnian's whole body became more and more ghostly.
But he knew very well that this was not a harbinger of a bright future.
From the much-anticipated Daoist disciple to the ghost cultivator that everyone avoids and fears, no one knows what he has gone through in these years. Yao Wangnian survived like a dead body, but he couldn't see the result. Weak, the other party is at the right time and place, and their failure seems to have been doomed.
"Walking around the world without seeing the sun is a torment for me. It's good to be relieved." He said lightly, saying to Jiang Li, but also to himself.
The fighting on the Jiufang Changming side became more and more intense.
Luomei was determined to make a quick decision, but found that this idea would not work at all. The opponent had obviously broken through the realm in a short period of time, which was not comparable to the last time.
His sword is like a spiritual artifact, and his mind can move at will, and suddenly incarnate into thousands, and suddenly merge into one. In terms of power, Guyue Sword is far from its opponent.
If Luomei could look down on this cultivator in Hongluo Town, at this time, he had to admit that he had to look at the other side.
Thinking of this, Luomei smiled coldly.
He waved his sleeves and made the Lone Moon Sword roar away, while the other hand formed a seal and kneaded tactic, brewing a killer move.
No matter where this person suddenly appeared, there is only one fate today.
"Do you know why this Qianlin meeting was chosen here?"
This sentence did not come from Luomei's mouth, but he transmitted it directly to Jiufang Changming's sea of consciousness through sound transmission.
Before Jiufang Changming could reply, he heard the other party's voice force his way into the sea of consciousness.
"Because, this seat has set up a net here for a long time. It was originally prepared for Yao Wangnian. Since you are here, I will use it to entertain you."
The voice fell, and there was a sudden loud noise from all directions!
Jiufang Changming only felt the pressure coming from his left and right backs, as if he was going to be crushed into powder.
His figure moved slightly, and the person disappeared in place, leaving only a puppet figure, which shattered under the pressure!
Luomei raised her head abruptly, only to see Jiufang Changming hanging in the air, slowly falling.
But Jiufang Changming immediately found that he had nowhere to fall, because as far as he could see, there was a sea of fire, and Luomei was also in the red lotus of karma.
The heat wave scorched the face, the flames burned the sky, and the fireworks chased and licked Changming's heels, and soon ignited the corners of the clothes and spread rapidly.
Chang Ming flicked his sleeves to the fire on his clothes, but this blow brought the flames under his feet to a sudden high, drowning half of his body.
"Innate gossip, endless changes, think what you think, think what you think, you are the only enemy I have encountered over the years, but it is too early to stop me."
In the eyes of outsiders, they could not see the monstrous flames, but only saw the violent sand and drama around Luomei and Jiufang Changming. The two were wrapped in the middle, and they could no longer see what was going on inside.
"Today's night is a little mess, the demons are rampant, and the members of this church are not strict, which makes everyone laugh, please wait a while, wait for me to kill the demons and eliminate the demons, and then gossip."
At this time, Luomei's voice passed through the wind and sand, and it sounded clearly, without the slightest trace of fireworks.
As soon as he spoke, Yao Wangnian's heart sank suddenly.
Two people fighting, how can one party have time to speak out? Unless this person already has the chance to win, he is almost certain.
Is the defeat of Jiufang Changming already determined
The last hope was dashed little by little, and Yao Wangnian's heart was ashes.
"What nonsense he's talking about, why can't I understand?"
Ren Yusu was in a hurry and couldn't help but gear up, but he didn't know what he was in a hurry.
The disciples of the Kunlun Sword Sect were all guarded by him. This place is far from the battlefield. Will it be affected for a while, Ren Yusu should not be so anxious.
Ouyang sighed: "What he means is, let's not meddle in our own business and just sit on the sidelines."
Ren Yansu raised his eyebrows: "Why did he say that?"
Ouyang: "This means that Luomei is not certain to win."
Ren Yusu: "Isn't that true? I think that the defeat of those few people has already been determined, aren't they all suppressed to the point of being unable to fight back?"
"Until the last moment, no one can tell." Before Ouyang finished speaking, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold him down and glared, "What do you want to do?!"
Ren Yusu: "He said that his two apprentices are demons. I haven't seen any signs of demon possession. Maybe there is something inside this matter. It's better to save Jiang Li and Yao Wangnian first. It's disgusting and disgusting. ordinary man!"
Ouyang: "Luomei is extremely vengeful. You are putting the Kunlun Sword Sect on the opposite side of Wanjian Xianzong. Have you thought about it?"
Ren Yusu paused and said bitterly, "This is going to change the old me. I'll take care of him, let's rob him first!"
Ouyang said helplessly, "Others cultivate immortals. The more they cultivate, the more joy and anger they become, so why are you doing the opposite?"
"My teacher Luomei—"
Jiang Li's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the bickering between the two.
The long night of thunder, deafening and screaming, exploded in everyone's ears!
The wax torch turned to ashes and the tears started to dry. He was talking about consuming his little remaining spiritual power.
Jiang Li had already accepted his fate and waited to die. When he saw Yao Wangnian trying his best to live and die with him, he closed his eyes for a moment, his luck was concentrated, and he gathered his whole life to cultivate here.
Luomei's color changed slightly, he vaguely expected what Jiang Li wanted to say, but at this moment he was entangled by Jiufang Changming, and he couldn't separate himself to silence.
"My teacher Luomei Zhenren, the sect master of Wanjian Xianzong, looks into the universe and has a rare opponent in cultivation. However, he has been unable to pursue the heavenly way all his life.
In just a short number, Jiang Li gasped violently, unable to speak any longer.
Yao Wangnian directly took over his words—
"When I went down the mountain to practice, I accidentally found that a village was eroded by demons. After careful inspection, I found that it was written by Wanjian Xianzong. What's even more shocking is that my master Luomei Zhenren is also in it. I want to find out the truth. , but finally died in a fire, I was not willing to bear the infamy and died, my soul was immortal, and I became a ghost.
Yao Wangnian spoke very fast, putting aside the resentment and anger, the words were clear and eloquent, making everyone stunned.
Liu Zhengling said angrily: "Do you still want to listen to a ghost cultivator to confuse the public?! Kill those two!"
Seeing that the disciples on the left and right were not moving, he directly stepped forward to Yu Jian and killed Yao Wangnian and the others.
At this time, Yao Wangnian and Jiang Li were already at the end of the battle. The two brothers and sisters were next to each other, like two solidified statues.
Yao Wangnian is better than Jiang Li, who has returned to the light, but he has been injured continuously since the beginning of Hongluo Town. It is impossible to rescue Jiang Li, and it is also a delusion to kill the Quartet with one enemy. Determined to die, he simply revealed Luomei's years of planning in front of the world.
As he spoke, he had to use his spiritual power to resist the erosion of the surrounding wind and sand, and he had no extra strength to fight back against Liu Zhengling's attack.
But a spiritual force came from the side, and it swayed the sword light away.
Seemingly light as nothing, Liu Zhengling couldn't help but fell to the side, and the sword light swayed and slashed on the wind and sand next to it, causing another huge turbulence in an instant.
"Palace Master Ouyang?!" Liu Zhengling was shocked and angry, "These two are possessed by demons and are talking nonsense, do you believe their nonsense!"
"He hasn't finished yet, what are you anxious about? They can't resist. Don't you even have the guts to let them finish?"
Ouyang's tone was as light as his expression, and Liu Zhengling couldn't even see that he really wanted to intervene, and it was just a sympathy attack.
"That's right, let him finish! I have an impression about the massacre of the village back then. It also involved the Immortal Mansion, and Palace Master Ouyang has the full right to intervene!" Seeing Ouyang speak, Ren Yusu refused to hold back. Immediately he jumped out and turned to Yao Wangnian, "Go on, what the hell is going on!"
"That year..."
Bit by bit, it came to mind, Yao Wangnian found that he had never forgotten all these years, because from the day he found out that innocent villagers had died mysteriously and resolutely pursued them, the fate of his lower body had completely changed.
"I met Jiang Li in Hongluo Town and originally regarded him as an accomplice, but we found that Luomei's layout was too deep for ordinary people. He found out that I was not dead, so he planned to use those lives to push everything on me. , and then borrow Jiang Li's hand to let us kill each other and completely avoid future troubles. But he didn't expect that not only did we not die, but we dared to come to him and seek justice in front of him."
"After my death that year, I was entangled with resentment day and night, and I could not rest my eyes. Because I once admired him like a mountain and regarded him as a real father, how could he be so cruel to me? But then I understood that a monk spent his whole life searching for heaven's secrets, and he would give up everything for this. There are people who kill their wives and children to preach the Tao, mere apprentices, mere Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, mere world, what is it in his eyes?"
"The way of heaven is ruthless, but ruthless is not the way of heaven!"
Jiufangchang spoke clearly, his voice pierced through the clouds, and he broke through the madness.
The crowd could not see his figure, but could only see endless flying sand and rocks.
"Luomei, even if you combine with a demon, it is impossible to peep into the mystery of heaven, and it is impossible for you to live your whole life!"
This sentence, he said not only to Luomei more than a hundred years later, but also to Luomei in front of him.
"I look up to the sky, I look down on the ground, you guys are talking nonsense, you want to confuse right and wrong, and cause chaos in the world, I'm afraid you have made a wrong calculation!" The voice of the real Luomei came steadily, and it was even and undisturbed by them. "Wang Nian, what I regret most is that I knew that you were going astray, and I didn't kill you, so I left you a way to survive, let your soul fully cultivate into the ghost path, and bury the future troubles for today, the combination of devil energy and ghost path. , this is indeed something that the predecessors have never imagined, no wonder you are advancing by leaps and bounds, today is not what it used to be, and you dare to entangle a few accomplices of unknown origin to come to attack!"
When he fought Jiufang Changming, there was still room for him to say such a long paragraph.
The fact is that, with the benefit of the formation, he has inexhaustible spiritual power, and he is not afraid of the opponent's extreme pressure.
The reflective light shines in all directions, the whole body is squeezed by the vortex formed by the spiritual power, the sword energy is also blocked, and the light gradually dims.
He could feel his spiritual power was draining.
It is not consumed, but absorbed by the formation.
In this innate gossip, the surrounding eight keels are pillar stones, hidden in the eight towers of Ligendui in Qiankun Zhenxun, and the two Taiji instruments in the middle are virtual image formation eyes, holding yin and yang, and endless life, but this formation is not real. The eyes of the formation, even if the two meters under the feet are broken, it will not help, the surrounding gossip formation can still be reborn, and the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers can be accommodated in it, and Jiufang Changming will be completely trapped.
Jiufang Changming has dabbled in the battle method, but it is only limited to the skin, and it is not proficient. The innate gossip array in front of him is obviously not something that can be accomplished overnight, but a time-consuming and painstaking arrangement. Eight keels are the pillars, which is not something ordinary people can do.
At this moment, he couldn't get to the bottom of Luomei's original intention, because he found that he couldn't break this formation at all.
The only person in this world who can break this formation is Chi Bijiang.
But her life and death have long been unknown, and even Yun Weisi, who went to find her, is also missing, and her whereabouts are a mystery.
He seemed to have only one way left.
Jiufang Changming took a deep breath, drew his sword and kneaded the tactic, and concentrated the light in the palm of his hand.
With the sword behind him, the air trembled slightly, ready to go.
Whether it is the Sifei Sword or the Changming Sword, it is always by my side, never far away.
"The world is a great wasteland, and everything is in it."
He sang leisurely, neither hurried nor slow, as if strolling in the courtyard, not at all in a duel of life and death.
But as the tone rose, it was Jiufang Changming who appeared around eight production puppets, and immediately flew to Luomei with an order.
Luomei naturally wouldn't take these little tricks in his eyes, but after he waved his sleeves and tapped out his spiritual power, after those puppets shattered in response, they turned into snowflakes all over the sky, drifting towards Luomei, instantly covering the ground with a sea of fire, and the snow quickly condensed into ice. , the roots of the ice ridges stand upright, stabbing the plum.
Luomei flew up, slapped her sleeves down heavily, shattering all the ice ridges, and then flew to Jiufang Changming.
"The Tao passes through the sky, and the heart comes from the sea..."
"The talisman engraved on the waste rock of Wanshen Mountain, I have been puzzled, but you can turn it into a killer move, control all things and transform all things, it is really powerful, if you change the time and place, I will definitely ask you for advice, it's a pity today-"
Before the other party could finish reciting the talisman, Luomei interrupted.
He concentrated the whole body's spiritual power in his hands and pushed it towards the Lone Moon Sword.
The sword light exploded in an instant, turning into a hundred, a hundred into a thousand, to a trillion, densely packed, that is no longer the brilliance gathered by the sword energy, it itself is light
!
He gathers the light of heaven and earth with the innate gossip, other than that, it is all night, if he does not make a sound, everything will be silent!
Under such an offensive, Ren Jiufang Changming has a variety of magical powers, and there is no reason to survive!
Luomei has temporarily left Jiang Li and Yao Wangnian behind, as long as they get rid of their immediate rivals, all the price will be worth it.
But seeing Wanguang's whereabouts, the talisman formation in front of Jiufang Changming was all shattered and flying ashes!
Luomei closed his eyes, he felt a lot of spiritual power circulating around his body, it was the formation that absorbed the essence of heaven and earth and the vitality of the spiritual power of everyone present, there was a steady stream, just for him alone.
No one can stop him, Yao Wangnian, Jiang Li, Jiufang Changming, and Wanshen Resurrection!
What he wants, he will surely get.
Even if the bones become mountains and the flesh and blood flow, they will not hesitate.
"There is death in life, and survival in death. When Yin and Yang move, the universe can change."
The drizzling rain, the wind chimes under the eaves, and the words of a girl they had never heard before made everyone look around and follow the sound.
Only Luomei's complexion changed slightly.
"This innate gossip array was created by Liang Mengou, the first-generation palace master of the Vientiane Palace. However, at that time, the formation method had many flaws, and because the required materials were unique and rare, no one had perfected it for many years. I didn't expect that I could see the formation here reappearing, and Luomei's real talent has repaired many flaws, so that it can fully exert its power."
In the foggy and wild sand, in the southwest corner of the formation, someone made a bloody path, from far to near, in the purgatory where the ice and fire were intertwined as if walking on the ground. .
Liu Zhengling gritted his teeth, and Yu Jian slashed away!
The sword was halfway through, but suddenly turned around and turned back, shooting at himself!
Liu Zhengling turned pale in shock, and quickly pulled away and flew back, but there was also pressure behind him, and he was attacked back and forth.
After looking at himself again, a person fell down, his face was like ice and snow, he used his finger as a sword, and he took it with one hand.
"Don't kill me! It's the real person, the real person made me arrange all this!"
"To attack is to defend, to defend to break, day and night correspond, and the virtual and the real intersect."
Chi Bijiang did not move like a mountain, looked at the nose and nose with his eyes, looked at the heart with his eyes closed, and continued to teach the method of deciphering.
"This array is broad and profound, can accommodate the world, and changes endlessly, but its only flaw is also changing."
"Luomei Zhenren's formation skills are already everyone's. With time, he might be able to surpass anyone in the Vientiane Palace. It's a pity that this formation is only a stepping stone for him to achieve his goal."
Her tone was regretful, not because she felt that Luomei was imprisoned and tortured herself, cruel and resentful, but that Luomei was so talented, but she did not study hard, and the world lost a genius who was able to form and refine formations.
"Bearing yin and hugging yang, yin and yang live together, heaven, earth, mountains and seas, all changes return to reality. Fellow Daoist Jiufang, do you understand?"
Luomei Zhenren narrowed his eyes. He wished he would be distracted and stab Chi Bijiang to death with a sword, but Jiufang Changming did his best to restrain him, so that he could no longer use extra strength.
"Understood!" Jiufang Changming let out a long laugh, and the overwhelming waves of spiritual power rushed towards Luomei, but it was the Mingxiu plank road that darkened Chencang, and he actually released his puppet and swept to the southwest.
Luomei swept away with a burst of spiritual power, tearing the puppet into pieces, but those pieces fell to the ground as birds, and they all rushed to the southwest.
Seeing that the eyes of the formation were about to be broken, Luomei only felt that the advantage she had just now disappeared, and the pressure around her body instantly increased.
How could Luomei be willing to fail? Without Jiufang Changming, he would have already cleaned up the situation and eliminated all unnecessary people, and how could he have been dragged to Chi Bijiang to be rescued.
Being imprisoned in such a place, she was able to escape, if it wasn't for the essence of the Vientiane Palace's refining formation from her, she would not be in vain now!
too late!
Luomei's self-proclaimed calm and powerful state of mind finally gave birth to a ripple at this moment.
Once Wei Lan emerges, it will never be calm again.
He does not accept any failure, it is obviously a perfect layout, how can it be reduced to this? !
He closed his eyes and opened them again. There was a little black fog in his eyes. The black fog quickly filled his eyes and quickly spread to the meridians of the whole body. Also sharp.
"What's wrong with him!" Ren Yusu exclaimed.
Ouyang frowned and looked at it, the more he looked, the more frightened he became.
"Isn't it, enchanted?"
The white sword light that originally lingered around the body was penetrated by black energy, and it was indistinct, but it also blocked Jiufang Changming's offensive, and even showed signs of pushing back. At this moment, Luomei's body is no longer pure spiritual power. In order to completely solve Jiufang Changming, Luomei Finally forced out of the hidden depths of magic.
In order to cover up his demonic heart, he seldom cultivated in this way. On the one hand, he was worried that the exposure of demonic energy would be discovered, and on the other hand, because he encountered a bottleneck in cultivation, he did not dare to completely let the demonic heart eat his body. Luomei hoped to wait for a more suitable one. Opportunities, such as having a body suitable for squatting, so that even if the attempt to break through the ascension in the normal way fails, there is still a way out.
But he did not expect that the appearance of Jiufang Changming and others, and the accident in Hongluo Town, would directly lead to being forced to be exposed in advance today.
Jiufang Changming only felt the monstrous demonic energy rushing in, and its power was so strong that even the spiritual power in front of him was instantly dissipated. As if his chest had been hit hard, blood spilled from his nose and mouth, and immediately dyed a large area of his front, and people were forced to She flew back and barely stabilized her figure, but Luomei had already come over, leaving him no room to react!
But Chang Ming was pushed away, and someone blocked the fatal blow on his behalf.
The man hugged him tightly, put him aside, and stumbled to the ground.
"Yun Weisi!"
Chang Ming supported him with his backhand, and the real Luomei followed closely.
The devilish energy swirled and turned into a black giant owl, covering the sky and the sun, and pounced on the head!
All resistance and barriers were vanished in front of this. The Sifei Sword was wrapped in demonic energy and could not withdraw. Jiufang Changming could only drag Yun Weisi to avoid its edge, hiding in the east and Tibet, and was extremely embarrassed.
The killing vortex was still shrinking a little bit, and the bird puppet that had previously broken through the corner of the formation had already been smashed into pieces by the magic energy.
Now that it has been exposed, Luomei has no intention of leaving a way out for them.
Looking up, the top of the head has long been covered by demonic energy, and the waves are rolling over the clouds, surging endlessly.
I don’t know when the yellow sand in the sky was replaced by black air. Everything I saw was demonic breath. The formation that had been broken before was showing signs of bridging, but Chi Bijiang was silent, and Jiufang Changming couldn’t see it for a while. The change in the eye through the formation.
The giant owl pecked at them, but was split apart by the spiritual power that was surging on the side!
It is Ren Yansu.
Instead of a sword, he used a spear.
Jiufang Changming took advantage of the situation and attacked Luomei together with Ren Yusu.
"I see!" Chi Bijiang's crisp voice sounded suddenly, "Eight keels, eight pillars, destroy the pillars first!"
As soon as the voice fell, Yun Weisi leaped to the tower.
The eight keels were used as the pillars of the formation, and they were placed in the eight buildings where they lived before.
Almost at the same time, the other two figures also swept towards the Qianlou and Kunlou.
It was Yao Wangnian, and Ouyang, the head of the Shenxiao Immortal Mansion.
He was followed by Fu Dongyuan and Ren Haishan, the son of Ren Guosu.
Li Muxing was conscious of her lack of ability, but she saw that there was a chance of life in the situation, and it was better to take the initiative to do things than to sit still, so she gritted her teeth and swept towards Kanlou.
Her clothes were flying behind her, and when she looked back, several cultivators came with her.
Before the real person Luomei had never revealed his true colors, everyone did not dare to stand in line easily, but now the devil and the people, they naturally know which side to choose.
At the juncture of life and death, the fact that the Sect Master of Wanjian Xianzong colluded with the demon does not seem to be so shocking.
Eight houses and the bricks and stones below were split open, the ground shook and the mountains shook, standing unsteady, and the demonic energy poured down. Many monks couldn't resist, and they were covered by the demonic breath.
"Fellow Daoist Jiufang, Luomei is in formation. You can see where he is going at this moment with the weakest demonic breath, and attack him with all his strength!"
Chi Bijiang was almost eroded by demonic energy just now, but Jiang Li used all his strength to catch her and block her, so her voice was still crying at this moment.
Jiufang Changming looked at it with extreme eyes, Luomei was surrounded by demonic breath, and it seemed that he could no longer find a weakness.
No, there is one more place.
The other's eyes were dark and foggy, while the other was red and slightly swollen, almost bleeding.
"Sword come!"
Opportunities are fleeting, Jiufang Changming summons with a tactic, put his body into the sword, and become one!
From his idea to the transformation of the sword, not even half a breath, Yun Weisi suddenly looked back, but only saw the dazzling sword light that shot towards Luomei!
He was shocked, and without thinking, he followed behind.
Heaven and earth, you never want to leave me!
"what!!!!!!"
The sharp long howl almost pierced Chi Bijiang's ear, she could no longer support her, staggered and fell down.
Jiang Li, who was hugged tightly by her, also fell to the ground. The two of them curled up in a corner. Gravels kept falling on their bodies. Their spiritual power was chaotic and vibrated everywhere. Maybe help Jiang Li to block it, completely ignoring that his back is already bloody.
She had planned to doomsday and die together. Luomei was too powerful, so powerful that when she drank the flaws in the formation, she was not sure, and she never expected that Jiufang Changming would be able to stop the other party, but after a long time, in addition to falling There seems to be no other movement except that the gravel on his body is getting less and less.
Chi Bijiang slowly raised his head.
I don't know when the yellow sand gradually dissipated, the magic breath disappeared without a trace, the haze above the head disappeared, revealing the clear true color.
The entire Zhengrong Villa was almost razed to the ground, devastated everywhere, and the ruins were scattered everywhere. If you look around, you may fall or lie down. There are many dead and injured. These people were originally otherworldly monks, but in front of an existence like Luomei, Unarmed, slaughtered, helpless.
Among them, the most at a loss are the disciples of Wanjian Xianzong.
The Sect Master suddenly changed his face, good and evil reversed. The Sect Master Jiang Dai and Yao Wangnian, who were previously regarded as traitors by their Sect Master, were actually the victims.
The culprit was kneeling on the ground with his knees half-kneeling, his head slightly bowed, the blood dripping from his eyes fell on the ground and had already solidified.
"Luomei?"
Ouyang approached, with a solemn expression and a tentative expression.
One step ahead of him was Ren Yusu, the Kunlun Sword Sect Sect Master directly poked with the tip of his spear, but as soon as he touched the opponent's body, the original intact body quickly faded, like a sand tower collapsing, a breeze blowing, flying The sand was blown away, leaving no trace, all annihilated.
"Really dead?" Ren Yusu was stunned, and quickly withdrew his hands, looking back at his friend.
Ouyang nodded, "really dead."
Ren Yansu let out a long sigh, his legs and feet softened, and if it wasn't for the spear leaning on the ground, he would have almost sat down.
"Where's Daoyou Sun?!" Li Muxing stumbled over and asked loudly.
"His name is not Sun." Fu Dongyuan strode towards Meteor, "His name is Jiufang Changming."
He played against himself as Sun Wuxia, but he had reservations everywhere. Fu Dongyuan knew the scene when he saw the opponent fighting Luomei. That person was more than reserved, and clearly used himself as a stepping stone!
He originally wanted to wait for the dust to settle before making a contract with the other party. He didn't need to give in deliberately, and he didn't have any intentional discussions. What he wanted was an upright discussion of strength. already? !
Yes, what about Fellow Daoist Jiufang and Fellow Daoist Yun
Chi Bijiang looked around blankly, trying to search for their figures, but after searching for a long time, in the mediocre crowd, where could they find those two people.
In a corner that no one paid attention to, Yao Wangnian stood up with difficulty, staggered, and slowly walked away from people's sight.
The sky is high and the clouds are wide, but it is not something that his ghost cultivator can accommodate.
"Have you seen it? You are free, and you will no longer have to be vassalized by him as a puppet, oppressed by his kindness."
Chi Bijiang lowered his head, and tears fell on Jiang Li's face, which was covered in stains, and it was almost impossible to see his original appearance.
She couldn't wait for a response, sobbed and buried her face into the other's neck, where it might have been warm, but now it's half cold.
What Chi Bijiang didn't know was that when she was crying while hugging Jiang Li, her right hand, which was hanging on the ground, suddenly moved slightly.
Chang Ming also wanted to know where he and Yun Weisi were.
Just now the sky was dark and the sun and the moon turned over. The moment he pierced into Luomei's eyes, his body lost control, and he could only let the huge vortex swept him away, turning ups and downs, unable to help himself, only his arm was always tightly grasped, that is. The fissure has not loosened.
In the dark, he seemed to know who the owner of the hand was, and he subconsciously held it back, his fingers tightly intertwined.
There was a faint noise in my ears, presumably it was a populated place.
Chang Ming frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
It was Yun Weisi who woke up a moment earlier than him. The other party was staring at him for a moment, and when he saw his eyes open, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Did they survive again
"Where is this?"
"Outside the mountain gate of Shenxiao Xianfu."
Jiufang Changming was startled: "Why did you come here?"
Yun Weisi shook his head, he was full of mind and focus on the other party just now, where is he free to explore other things.
Jiufang Changming closed his eyes to inspect, and found that apart from trauma and minor internal injuries, he had no serious injuries.
"who!"
"Who is coming!"
The footsteps came one after another, and the two were surrounded by the disciples of the Immortal Mansion.
They didn't plan to avoid it at all. The two big living people were sitting outside the mountain gate, and it was a matter of time before they were discovered.
Jiufang Changming and Yun Weisi looked at each other, and the latter asked, "May I ask which emperor is sitting in the world today?"
Shenxiao