In the early days, the two were eyeing Xu Yi at the same time because of Yunlong. The basic judgment of the two was that Xu Yi was a man of great luck. Wherever he was, Yunlong would gather there.
Facts have proved that the judgment of the two is correct, but they never thought that Yunlong did not come with Xu Yi at all, but with the Cang Qingqi.
Wherever the Cangqing flag swayed, Yunlong would run there.
The terrifying Yunlong of Nine Heavens had just reached the battlefield and threw it straight at the Cangqing Banner.
Every time a dragon enters the Cangqing flag, the Cangqing flag lights up one point. When the eighth fortune dragon enters, the severed finger suddenly soars into the sky. Stay on the ninth Yunlong, and go straight to the broken finger.
These two sacred objects are like two children fighting with vindictiveness. The Cangqing Banner has been pressed down for a long time, and has been gaining the upper hand.
Only then did Cangqing Banner run away, but Huang Mei was in a hurry, jumping up and shouting, "Come back, you come back, I forgot who is the master, I said, you come back, you..."
No matter how he yelled crazily, the blue green flag still pierced the sky and went away.
Huang Mei's heart was a little broken, and she scolded Xu Yilai again, blaming him for not being blessed. Such a precious treasure, in his hands, could only pretend to be a fake, scaring and frightening people. It doesn't belong to him.
Before she could stop cursing, Huang Mei suddenly raised her heart again.
The Cangqing Flag was given to him by Xu Yi a long time ago, and he was told to activate the Cangqing Banner when he couldn't do anything, and it might last for a while.
Now that the Cang Qingqi is gone, with his devil's pissing nature, he really can't guarantee that this devil won't ask him to settle the score.
The more she thought about it, the colder Huang Mei felt.
However, it was Lu Wuji and the others who were colder than his heart.
Duanzhi and Cangqingqi fled through the air, and the locked Fayuan suddenly recovered, and the third son Feng stepped in the air, and came straight to this side.
"You guys are really damned. With such a treasure, you didn't give it away early, and you dare to play such a trick. If I let you die easily, I will be incompetent."
Feng San's face was full of resentment.
When Broken Finger and Cang Qing Qi were fighting, the greatest hope in his heart was that both sides would fight to the point of exhaustion, so that he could take advantage of the big deal.
Unexpectedly, Broken Finger ran away, and Cang Qingqi chased after him through the air, he didn't even have the ability to chase.
Such a sacred object, missed, the regret and unwillingness in his heart are simply unimaginable to others.
Naturally, he would not think that this huge regret was due to his lack of fate, but attributed to the villain.
Obviously these people have held the treasure for a long time, but they are unwilling to hand it over. It is not a villain or something.
At that moment, all his anger was directed at Lu Wuji and the others.
As for Huang Mei, he had already slipped far away. He was in the form of a little demon, so he was not in Feng San's eyes at all.
"Hold on, you must hold on, as long as Xu Yi wakes up, everything will turn around..."
Huang Mei madly conveyed his thoughts to Lu Wuji and the others.
The five people looked at each other, and no one sent out a thought, but everyone saw determination in each other's eyes.
This is the end of the matter, there is only a fight to the death.
"Because of Xianyuan, a certain person also went crazy."
Xue Kuang, who was the weakest in cultivation, also spoke with a wry smile, but before he finished speaking, the clothes around him suddenly turned into ashes.
"Kuang also!"
Lu Wuji's eyes widened.
He couldn't tell that Xue Kuang was also burning the corpse in order to stimulate the mana in his body to the maximum and gain strong combat power.
However, the loss caused by burning the corpse is by no means the same as the usual loss of a wisp or two of corpse aura, which can be recovered after recovery.
The direct consequence of burning the corpse is that the corpse is incomplete, and the cultivation level is greatly reduced. Often it cannot be recovered for tens or hundreds of years, and some even cannot be recovered forever.
Xue Kuang also said, "Emperor Rong, Xu Yicheng conspired with Kuang Ye to deceive the two emperors. Kuang also had selfish intentions, but his heart was definitely to help the two emperors ascend to the fairy world. Unexpectedly, Emperor Bai passed away. Although I didn't kill him, it was because of me after all. Kuang couldn't avenge him, but he dared to give up his body."
"Ants work hard, but they are still ants after all."
Third Young Master Feng let out a long roar, and with a big move, a wisp of thunder suddenly landed.
Thunder transformed into five, and the shields of the five people shattered at the sound. Seeing that everyone was about to be hit by thunder, suddenly a fire shield appeared above everyone's heads again, blocking the blow dangerously and dangerously.
Everyone had the experience of fighting against the Third Young Master Feng, and knew a thing or two about his methods.
The shattered shield in front of his head was just a suspicious soldier.
After the first battle, they already knew that Feng Sangong's supernatural powers could not be defended by magic weapons.
The only way is to match the spirit with the spirit.
The shield of the suspicious soldier was broken, and the five of them activated their supernatural powers almost at the same time. The five of them had already made a good plan.
Taken together, the five of them all mastered the most popular fire-type empowerment, and activated the fire-type empowerment at the same time, forming the most solid fire-type shield, which really resisted the domineering spirit-granting thunder.
One blow did not accomplish anything, so Young Master Feng frowned slightly, and murmured, "Everything is really not going well. Now it is so troublesome even to trample an ant to death. Anyway, if one foot can't kill it, just add more Get a foot up."
After saying that, Third Young Master Feng pinched the formula in his hand, a vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, and with a crash, two thunderbolts split and descended at the same time.
"I'm fighting hard!"
Ning Wanwan shouted angrily, and a blazing light burst out from his body, more than ten times greater than the light that appeared on Xue Kuangye's body.
At the critical moment of life and death, Ning Wanwan could no longer spare any energy.
Almost at the same time, Lu Wuji's body was also lit up.
The old monk Xuanzang sighed, and the rosary beads in his palm dispersed like smoke, and all of them sank into his body.
In an instant, his body grew rapidly, turning into a golden body.
"Great monk, you!"
Ka Shentong yelled in horror.
He and Xuanzang have two sides in one body, and he doesn't know the harm of Xuanzang's doing so.
This is to forcibly use the power of hundreds of years of penance to manifest a golden body, and the damage to the physical body is unimaginable.
"combine!"
Xuanzang shouted angrily, and the benevolent old monk finally roared like a Buddhist lion.
The five of them worked together in an instant, and the entire fire shield was instantly covered with a layer of gold.
Rumble!
The terrifying spirit-endowing thunder fell like a storm, and the golden shield was only thinned by one layer, and it did not collapse as quickly as before.
"die!"
Third Young Master Feng was simply insane.
With big hands moving repeatedly, the vortex in the air gathered again and again, and the torrential rain showed no sign of stopping.
Gradually, the golden shield became thinner, but it persisted for more than thirty breaths.
"Open it for me!"
Third Young Master Feng clasped his palms together, spewed out a mouthful of blood, the blood was burning, the vortex in mid-air suddenly exploded, and a thunderbolt as thick as an arm blasted down.
But after hearing a loud explosion, the golden shield finally collapsed, and the five figures scattered and fell in all directions like deserted leaves blown up by the autumn wind.