"My life is over!" Kong Tong forced himself to move the red banner to fight to the death, but the primordial spirit in his body was suddenly shaken, and there was a sea of blood in his mind, and in an instant, several streams of coldness ran around like thin snakes in his body , for a moment, his whole body became stiff, and the red flag and red glow suddenly disappeared, and the terrifying ghost was instantly smashed to pieces by the criss-crossing lightning.
It turns out that the six-faced red banner is called Chiluozhuang, and it is a rare esoteric magic weapon with both offensive and defensive capabilities. Those with advanced cultivation can condense into a fearful yaksha, just like the incarnation of the body that can only be cultivated by great sages and saints in legend, but this Chiluozhuang is formed. The power of the formation itself comes from the extraction of the dark devilish energy from the ground. The caster is extremely vulnerable to the phantoms of the devilish energy. Kong Tong's cultivation level is not enough, and he did not dare to use this magic weapon when he faced the enemy Hetu that day. Without the slightest chance, the primordial spirit was backlashed by the fierce phantom of the blood sea, and the original ghostly spirit in the body couldn't be suppressed immediately, bursting out all of a sudden.
This life-and-death struggle is inherently extremely dangerous, and there is no room for any mistakes. Just as the thought of my death flashed through Kong Tong's mind, Mi Luo in the mid-air had already smiled ferociously, and black energy gushed out of his hands, condensing It turned into a giant black claw, and grabbed it with one claw.
Now the bead that Mi Luo wanted is in the hands of the young man who was already stunned by the fight between the two. In addition, Kong Tong has always been scheming, so he is merciless in his strikes. Mi Luo's sinister hand is originally a magic weapon Feijian's magic is full of vicious, dirty and hostile energy, and contains galaxy sand, emery, etc., which can crack gold and stone, but the pity Kongtong has no power to fight back. When he is caught, he is crushed like a shortbread gotta smash.
Mi Luo killed Kong Tong with one claw, suddenly his eyes changed, and he saw several sword lights in the northern sky, like a frightening dragon, piercing through the air, with an astonishing speed, as if they had just flashed, and they were already standing in the field There are three people, two men and one woman, all of them are wearing white gowns with silver brocade borders, one of the two men is tall with thick eyebrows and glaring, the other has a long beard and a black bun on the top of his head, and although the woman is attracted to They were over 30 last year, but their bodies are enchanting, and they look as if they are about to float up when blown by the wind. Three sword lights, one black, one red, and one white, hover around their respective bodies, flickering and flickering.
"Never mind the evil hand! The Thunder Silver Bead! Is it under Bei Mang Yin Xiao Taoist?" As soon as the three of them appeared, they saw Mi Luo kill Kongtong with one claw, put away the Thunder Silver Pearl, and immediately saw that Mi Luo The identity, suddenly startled. "How could they be from Qingcheng?" Mi Luo was also secretly surprised. First, he did not expect someone to come so quickly. Second, from the appearance of the three people's clothes, Mi Luo had already recognized that the three were not from Shushan. disciples, but disciples of Qingcheng Qingyang Sanren, Ao Ming, Song Hezi and Shui Wuyue. These three people are all famous masters, Mi Luo's thoughts flashed and he guessed that he might not be the opponent of these three people. Before the three people could speak, the stench and black air gathered again, and directly grabbed the boy in the red banner.
"Small bead? Wait a minute!" Ao Ming, Song Hezi, and Shui Wuyue were just passing by by chance. Seeing the strange light flickering here, someone came here because of a fight. Only now did they find out that Mi Luo is the Taoist of Beimanyin Xiao I don't know why, but when Mi Luo suddenly shot at the young man, Song Hezi's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of the bead in the young man's hand, and immediately exclaimed, and just after the exclamation, a white sword light jumped With three jumps, he blocked Mi Luo's Naihe Yinsha hand.
"What?" Although Ao Ming and Shui Wuyue didn't know what was going on, the three of them were united with each other and had a tacit understanding. As soon as Songhezi's sword light came out, the two sword lights of Ao Ming and Shui Wuyue were also blown away. Shui Wuyue's scabbard was green, but when she was in a trance, the sword light flew out, but it was completely red, and Ao Ming's black sword light complemented each other, circling around the two of them quickly.
"Go!" A silver light directly hit Mirazuki, who seemed to be the weakest among the three, with a "stab", but it was Ao Ming's black flying sword that blocked the silver light shot by Mi Luo's flick. Black scales glowed from the black flying sword, and the black brilliance and silver brilliance scattered like gold liquid with the sound, while the red flying sword of Shui Wu Yue directly twisted towards Mi Luo.
"Qingcheng Flying Sword is indeed no small matter!" Mi Luo's face was cloudy and uncertain. Before that, Mi Luo had also fought against other sword immortals who had magic flying swords. It cannot be compared at all. Songhezi's flying sword was made of unknown material, but he was not afraid of Naihe Yinsha, who was specialized in breaking the flying sword. The silver light was the thunder silver pearl that Miro had just recovered, although the lightning stored in it was gone. It was used up, but the silver bead itself was also a magic weapon, and it was powerful even in one blow, but Ao Ming's flying sword was easily blocked by the double blow, and the three of them cooperated in offense and defense very well. Mi Luo knew that he was not an opponent. But the bead is right in front of you, and it is extremely difficult to make Miro give up, but Yinsha's hand quickly retracted, and at the same time as he grabbed Shui Wuyue's sword light, Miro's thoughts flashed wildly, thinking How to cope.
"Flying sword again? Who is it again?!" At this moment, a golden brilliance shot from the sky like flowing flames. Sensing the momentum of the approaching people, the flying swords of Ao Ming and the others also flew around and returned, each focused on guard.
The sword light cascaded down like a waterfall, and a figure appeared, a bald, short and fat old man, with fat ears and thin eyes, without the demeanor of a master, but in the blink of an eye, there was a flash of lightning. "After all, it's a step too late!" The short and fat old man swept his eyes, and first let out a long sigh. Seeing the golden flying sword around him dancing like small flames again, Song Hezi suddenly thought of another person , I was taken aback immediately, "Red Flame Golden Sword, senior is Lie Yang Daoist?"
The short and fat old man didn't answer, his eyes were fixed on Mi Luo, "Are you going to kill yourself, or do you want me to do it?"
At this moment, Mi Luo already knew that this short and fat old man was Kong Tong's good friend Lie Yang Daoist. Just looking at the cultivation of Lie Yang Daoist's flying sword, Mi Luo knew that he was not an opponent. , After snorting, he simply didn't say a word, just looked at Mi Luo coldly.
"Beautiful bead?" Daoist Lie Yang's sword radiated soaring, and was about to make a move, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the blue brilliance between the young man's fingers, and his whole body was shocked.
"Why, it's only now that I found out that this is a bead?" Mi Luo sneered when he saw this, "Kuntong asked you to save him, but didn't tell you that it was because of the bead that he was robbed?"
"Boy, even if your master is here in person, you don't dare to speak to me in such a tone. You are so arrogant when you are about to die!" Lie Yang was furious. Blast Milo.
Mi Luo Naihe stretched out his sinister hand, and when the black air and sword light touched, it turned into green smoke like hot oil poured on a red-hot iron plate, but Mi Luo was not in a hurry, he just said, "Do you think the people in Shushan are all dead pigs?"
Master Lieyang jumped when he heard the words, "Realist Yinxiao's spells have always been vicious. This kid is his disciple. If you try your best, you may not be able to take it down for a while. It's close to Shushan Mountain, and Qingcheng These three people are not ordinary people, and they took advantage of them if they were not careful." Lightning flashed in his heart, Master Lie Yang hesitated even more.
A sneer of disdain suddenly appeared on the corner of Mi Luo's mouth.
No matter how high your cultivation base is, it's still not the same when you see these colorful pearls!
What Mi Luo thought was right at first, this small bead is also a great temptation to Lie Yang Daoist, when he just recognized this small bead, Lie Yang’s soul was also shocked, like falling into the greedy hell in Buddhist practice , almost couldn't even control his own flying sword, but what Mi Luo didn't expect was that this real person Lie Yang had an extremely strong personality, "So what if I don't want this succulent bead!" In other words, there was an unnamed karmic fire in Lie Yang's heart, and he didn't even think about it, the sword light exploded, and everyone saw a round of golden crows, and it was as bright as day within a few feet.
"Well, you short and fat gourd!" Mi Luo was shocked when he saw it, and quickly waved his short staff, black air burst out.
Daoist Lieyang laughed wildly, and pointed with his finger. The Chiyan Jinjian sword is made of underground fine gold tempered with Chiyang real fire.
A ray of silver light directly hit the face of Reverend Lieyang, but Mi Luo saw that the situation was not good, and smashed out the thunder silver bead again, "Huh!" Reverend Lieyang did not dodge or dodge, opened his mouth suddenly, and with a popping sound, spewed out As soon as a white air wave collided with it, the Imperial Lightning Silver Bead was sucked into the mouth of True Lie Yang. Over there, Mi Luo suddenly trembled all over, his face was pale, and he was almost directly cut by the sword light of Lie Yang.
"Realist Lieyang's flying sword technique is really domineering, and he took away the opponent's magic weapon at once!" The three of Qingcheng had just flashed such a thought in their minds, and suddenly they heard Mi Luo yell: "Why, you guys want to take the opportunity to snatch the pearls?"
Ao Ming, Song Hezi, and Shui Wuyue were all taken aback for a moment, and Daoist Lie Yang hesitated for a moment. Suddenly, Mi Luo shook his hand and let out a blue smoke, which was cold, "What a trick!" The person frowned, and immediately saw that it was the extremely sinister Xuanming Yin phosphorous sand, and at the same time, the three of them also realized that Mi Luo called that on purpose to disturb the mind of Lie Yang, so that he could have time Yang Zhenren's flying sword strangled and released the Xuanming Yin phosphorous sand.
"Not good!" Daoist Lie Yang also woke up instantly, but with a flick of the green smoke, he had already intercepted his Chiyan Jinjian sword.
This Imperial Envoy Flying Sword looks very ordinary, but it is not easy to practice in practice. Generally, the method of Imperial Envoy Flying Sword requires a powerful flying sword as the embryo of the sword, nourishes it with its own vitality, and slowly divides the primordial spirit on it. The mind and soul are connected, and you can use them like your own brothers and feet, which is the beginning. Although the Chiyan Jinjian sword of Master Lieyang is extraordinary, Mi Luo's Xuanming Yin phosphorous sand directly adheres to the sword body, burning the vitality. Right now, the brilliance of the Chiyan Jinjian sword is greatly reduced, and the damage to the vitality is at least It takes a thousand days to make up for it.
Real Lieyang used his own true energy to cut off the connection between Mi Luo and Chi Lei Yinzhu, and took this magic weapon, which hurt Mi Luo's soul. The sword, it can be said that it was returned immediately. But Mi Luo is just a junior to the real Lieyang, and he couldn't deal with it after a few encounters, but the flying sword was damaged. The real Lieyang was so angry that the three corpses jumped, "I won't kill you today, I swear I won't be human!" The sword light flashed Underneath, Mi Luo swung his staff to block it, but it was a false move, bang bang bang! A few loud bangs, golden light and thunder erupted in the air, and the electric snake flew vigorously. The five golden light thunders from Lie Yang's hands hit Mi Luo, and Mi Luo screamed strangely. It was so shaken that it flew upside down in the air like a windmill.
"This person is more ominous now!" The three of Qingcheng saw Reverend Lieyang's golden sword light chasing after them, and twisted their heads, and the black cloud that Mi Luo had just condensed was twisted away in a single stroke. Seeing that Mi Luo could not be spared, suddenly a black brilliance fell from the sky, but it was a flying sword about three feet long and surrounded by black clouds.
Looking at the gloomy black cloud on this flying sword that is similar to Mi Luo's true essence, Master Lie Yang knew that the person who came was an enemy rather than a friend. Huo Yunshuo, but this Huoyun Shuo, which is as powerful as an ordinary flying sword, has not yet been launched, and the real Lieyang saw a group of yellow and green clouds under the cover.
The yellow-green cloud was already stenchy before getting close. Master Lieyang recognized that the yellow-green cloud was a rotting corpse gas made by gathering countless rotting corpses mixed with the poison of hundreds of insects. The light covers itself tightly.
"Brother!"
When Mi Luo's voice of surprise sounded, a man with a sinister face appeared beside him, looking at Master Lie Yang coldly.
"This is Daoist Yinxiao's eldest disciple, Hetu!"
This Hetu and Miluo are from the same lineage, but they are very different in their spell training. Not only do they practice flying swords, but their cultivation level seems to be much higher than Miluo's. No wonder Kongtong is not an opponent. And judging from the look between his eyebrows, this person's viciousness is even worse than that of Mi Luo.
Between the twisting of the two flying swords, the gold and the black, Lie Yang already felt that he might not be able to withstand the two's joint hands. After a moment of hesitation, in the distance, among the huge black and vast mountains, there are already several bright sword lights lighting up the sky.
That place is Mount Shu.
People in Shushan finally noticed something!