"Junior Brother Chang Geng, the universe is blocked here, you can't use the universe escape method, and you can't break through the void to pass through. The universe array arranged by the opponent is like a round ball, without any flaws."
"I know about this, but don't worry, I have a way to deal with the surrounding mirage..."
Whose voice is this
Chang Gung
This name is so familiar.
The silver-haired girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, feeling the ban on Yuanshen's surroundings, and felt inexplicably anxious in her heart.
listen again...
"Brother Taiyi, Qiong Xiao, later I will use the Paper Daoist to attract the other party's attention and find out what's going on in the hall.
These two paper figurines are for you, and you each keep one avatar here.
Although there are Taiji diagrams to cover it up, we should not be careless. We must try our best to be as thorough as possible.
Remember, our first goal is to take the red lotus, and the second goal is to destroy the red lotus.
When I am sure that the red lotus cannot be used by the Taoist sect, I will crush the jade talisman, and you should back off in time to keep the distance, and I will activate the Great Spirit Explosion to destroy the red lotus and the remnant souls of the ancestor Styx, and raze this place to the ground. Thoroughly eradicate the hidden dangers here..."
Great Spirit Explosion
The silver-haired girl's heart trembled slightly.
At this moment, Yuanshen felt a warm mana, and opened a gap in his eyes...
The silver-haired girl saw a familiar figure from the back and a strange side face, but the mysterious dao rhyme of the other party shocked her dao heart!
Water God!
Heavenly Court Water God, the ruthless person who can make the saints of the Western religion suffer, and makes Aunt Wen tell herself five times and three times, never to provoke him!
The great spirit of the water god exploded, she had seen it before.
Today, it is actually used to raze this place...
"don't want… "
The silver-haired girl cried out in a low voice.
As her voice came out, the mana in her body flowed again, and the imprisonment around the primordial spirit quietly dissipated.
A rather handsome cow face moved from the side, filling the vision of the silver-haired girl, and said with a smile:
"Are you awake?"
The silver-haired girl shrank back immediately, jumped up agilely, her gaze passed over the strong man in front of her, and landed on Li Changshou, Fairy Qiongxiao and Daoist Taiyi in front of him.
Surprise, anger, fear...
The girl wanted to speak, but her voice trembled slightly, and she subconsciously reached for her hand and held it empty.
"My sword!"
"Here, here!"
With a promise, Qingniu changed hands and took out the Yuantu sword, holding it in both hands and handing it to the girl.
On the side, Li Changshou, Qiong Xiao and Master Taiyi just took a look at this side and continued to discuss their own.
She quickly snatched the Yuan Tu sword, and when she found the heavy restrictions on the sword, she frowned slightly.
Both she and the sword were captured.
But then, the girl looked at Qingniu with grief and indignation in her eyes: "You are all together!"
"This, this is purely a misunderstanding," Qingniu hurriedly said, "When I met you before, I didn't know that I would come here for reinforcements.
Believe it or not, you can see that the top masters of the three religions have all been ambushed. "
Looking along Qingniu's fingertips, the girl immediately saw the eight masters of Taoism who were sleeping soundly beside her!
Qingniu thought about the rhetoric that senior brother Chang Geng pointed out before, and immediately let out a long sigh;
His big piercing eyes were full of sincerity, he slowed down his tone, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't presuppose a position with you, I just met by chance in the sea of blood.
Although I know now that you and I will face each other from now on, at the very least, I will not aim my fist at you again. "
After saying that, Qingniu looked down at his palm, his face was full of regrets, he breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his head trying to show a sincere smile:
"Maybe it's just a misunderstanding.
But it's just... pretty uncomfortable. "
The silver-haired girl frowned slightly, and looked up at the face of this burly man. For some reason, she was so disgusted before, but now she felt a little...
Can't bear it.
"I..." She didn't know what to say.
"Can you tell me what is your name?"
Qingniu asked with a hint of despair in his eyes, as if he was about to part forever in the next moment.
The silver-haired girl said: "My name is Iron Fan, and I am a princess of the Shura tribe."
Qingniu clasped his hands together, didn't ask any more questions, but bowed his head, and said in a deep voice, "I have offended you a lot before."
The girl Tie Fan pursed her pale lips, bowed her head and held her sword in return...
In just a few words, Qingniu changed her image in one fell swoop, from a entangled prodigal cow to an affectionate old cow, and left a shallow imprint on the bottom of Iron Fan's heart!
Above, line guidance, action guidance, facial expression guidance, emotion guidance - Li Changgeng, the god of water in heaven!
Um
Li Changshou suddenly came back to his senses, savoring the conversation between Qingniu and the silver-haired girl carefully, capturing the information points inside.
Iron fan? Iron fan... Iron!
Iron Fan Princess Rakshasa? The wife of the Bull Demon King, the mother of the red boy
this? !
Got it wrong, Tushita Palace Qingniu is the one-horned King Si who played with a vajra bracelet and filled the sky with immortals and Buddhas!
How is this...
Li Changshou's forehead was covered with black lines, and his Kongming Daoxin played a role, forcibly calming his fluctuating emotions.
Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, there were so many little stories before the disaster of Journey to the West.
However, my future Taibaijinxing seems to be in the story...
Thinking of this, Li Changshou smiled slightly.
Let them go.
The girl's Iron Fan's eyes jumped over the green bull and landed on Li Changshou. There was a bit of fear in her eyes, but they were soon filled with firmness.
"Friend Daoist, can you please step aside, I have to face a strong enemy."
"this… "
Qingniu sighed in a low voice, took half a step back, hesitated to speak, but in the end just put his hands behind his back and looked towards the sky.
The girl Iron Fan walked forward slowly, her eyes fixed on Li Changshou.
Li Changshou turned his head and looked over, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth:
"Are you going to shoot me?"
"yes."
Li Changshou wondered, "Why?"
Qiong Xiao on the side simply turned around and tried hard to hold back a smile.
The girl frowned slightly, and said: "You want to hinder the resurrection of the ancestor, I am the princess of the Shura clan, I must stop you."
Li Changshou looked at Qingniu and said with a smile: "Brother, I have already spared her life for your sake..."
"Senior Brother Chang Geng," Qingniu looked embarrassed, "I really don't know how to persuade her, I have opposing positions, so I can only choose to help her."
"It has nothing to do with him."
The girl wanted to draw the sword, but the Yuan Tu sword was blocked too much, so she couldn't pull it out at this time.
Li Changshou shook his head and turned his back:
"Forget it, I've never seen her before.
Patriarch Styx will definitely not be able to come back to life today. As I said, if I see you on the road later, I will definitely not spare your life.
For the sake of my senior brother, let's go. "
The girl couldn't help being taken aback, she looked up at Li Changshou, then at Qingniu beside her, biting her lip with silver teeth, bowed her head to salute Li Changshou, then turned her head and said coolly to Qingniu:
"I owe you my life."
After saying that, she took the Yuantu sword and walked forward, walked past Li Changshou, and stepped out of the range covered by the Taiji diagram.
Qingniu quickly chased after two steps, but was blocked by Li Changshou's raised arm.
"Iron fan!"
Qingniu cried out worriedly.
The girl didn't stop, but walked faster.
But after walking more than ten steps, she staggered, and slowly fell to the side, breathing calmly and soothingly, and fell asleep on the spot.
Mirage, dream.
At this time, Li Changshou blocked Qingniu's arm, and he could feel the strength on Qingniu's body that was about to erupt and then disappear.
This really moved my mind.
Daoist Taiyi shook his head beside him and sighed softly: "Water God really tricked the little girl in a set way."
Li Changshou: ...
The girl who is obviously one of the seventy-two princesses of the Shura clan is too innocent!
Qiong Xiao stared at the silver-haired girl's drowsy appearance, and pinched her chin in thought for a while.
Li Changshou smiled and said, "But what's the trick?"
"No, I was wondering if I'd look better with my hair like this."
Qiong Xiao fiddled with a strand of hair in front of her, muttering to herself.
"Remember to discuss it with your sister," Li Changshou replied casually, looking up at the great hall in the distance.
no response
The Yuantu Sword is here, it is equivalent to a magic weapon sent to the door, it must be of great benefit to the ancestor Minghe at this time...
After a while, Qingniu looked worried, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Chang Geng, let me bring her back."
"Don't worry..."
call out-
Li Changshou, who was under the Taiji diagram, was about to speak when a smear of blood suddenly flew out of the abandoned hall in the middle of the big city. The blood condensed into a big hand, picked up the girl on the ground, and dragged her back into the hall.
Seeing this, Li Changshou smiled a little, turned his head slightly, and said:
"According to plan."
Qiong Xiao and Master Taiyi each nodded, and slowly flew into the air.
Qiong Xiao sacrificed the golden jiao scissors, and Taiyi real person sacrificed the Nine Dragons God Fire Cover, and stood still at the moment.
If they want to seize the red lotus, they must enter this hall;
But if you just throw magic weapons at people to do some demolition, you don't have to go there in person.
Li Changshou found a comfortable position, sat cross-legged on the edge of the area covered by the Tai Chi diagram, and organized his thoughts.
Everywhere in the blood sea, those who should be mobilized have been mobilized...
At the same time, the sword fingers were raised with both hands, and they were slowly drawn across the eyes, which turned into azure blue, and a treasure streamer exuding bursts of divine light emerged from behind.
Water God Treasure, Zaowu Banner!
The strong power of heaven enveloped Li Changshou, and a thick paper Taoist flew out of Li Changshou's sleeve, inside which was a golden elixir that spun around, turning into the appearance of an old fairy commonly used by the water gods in the heavenly court, flicking the whisk, step forward.
Paper Daoist hadn't taken five or six steps, and the left palm of Li Changshou's body burst into lightning, knocking out the drowsiness that was no longer too strong.
Li Changshou said loudly: "Fellow Taoists in the hall, can you tell me a bit!"
As soon as the words fell, a black light shot out from the abandoned hall, tearing up Li Changshou's paper Taoist mercilessly.
Under the Taiji diagram, Li Changshou just sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and a paper Taoist figure flew out of his sleeve, walking out of the place covered by the Taiji diagram again.
The second paper Taoist used a little evasion method, reached the position where the paper Taoist was torn to pieces just now, and continued to move forward.
"Fellow Taoists in the hall, can you tell me?"
Seeing the black light shining again, Li Changshou's second ordinary Paper Taoist was instantly beheaded.
Qiong Xiao's pretty face was angry, thinking of Li Changshou's repeated exhortations, she temporarily endured it; the golden scissors turned into three feet long and short, the double blades opened, and the phantoms of two ancient dragons were slowly swimming.
The third Paper Taoist flew out of Li Changshou's sleeve, and fled to the place where the previous Paper Taoist was, and walked forward slowly.
This time, the black figure in the hall who kept making shots held the spear in his hand and obviously hesitated.
The black figure cursed in a low voice: "Is this water god's incarnation endless?"
An old voice from the side replied: "Taiqing's second disciple has his own merits."
"snort!"
The black shadow holding the small killing spear snorted coldly, and a black awn shot out from the spear in his hand, tearing up Li Changshou's third paper Taoist again.
But this time, under the Taiji Diagram, there were bursts of angry dragon roars!
First, the golden light shone, and two ancient giant dragons sprang out from under the Taiji diagram, their tails intertwined with each other, their bodies suddenly became thousands of feet long, and they smashed straight at the abandoned hall!
Seeing the roar of the fire dragon again, nine four-clawed black dragons rose into the sky wrapped in orange-red flames, and rushed down fiercely behind the two giant dragons.
when!
Inside the main hall, a black shadow smashed the crutch in his hand to the ground, and a layer of ice-blue mask appeared around the main hall, opening the previously prepared formation.
However, Jin Jiaojian is a treasure bestowed by the master of Tongtian Sect, and Qiong Xiao is one of the eight major disciples of the Jiejiao. At this time, he is almost attacking with all his strength, how can it be so easy to resist
He heard the roar of the giant dragon, and slammed into the wall of the big formation.
The icy blue mask was almost directly smashed by the giant dragon, flickering everywhere, and cracks appeared at the bottom...
The following nine fire dragons attacked one after another, gradually increasing the cracks.
The golden jiaojian did not continue to attack, the giant jiao retreated from the real to the imaginary, and retreated under the Tai Chi diagram, entrenched around Qiong Xiao's body, adding more than 30% of Qiong Xiao's power!
Daoist Taiyi retracted the nine divine dragons, and stood calmly beside him with his hands behind his back.
It's just a gimmick.
At this time, Li Changshou sent out the fourth Paper Taoist, escaped to the place where the previous Paper Taoist was, continued to stride forward, and said loudly:
"Fellow Taoists in the hall, would you like to tell me?"
The four shadows in the hall were all silent this time.
They suddenly discovered the predicament they were facing today. The original mirage that had been released could no longer give them a sense of security.
very simple...
The way of bricks prevailed in the prehistoric times, as long as the Taoist sect did not want to seize the red lotus, but wanted to destroy this place, and when more Taoist masters arrived later, it would only be destroyed in an instant, and they would not be able to escape.
Among the four shadows, the old voice said again:
"There's no need to fight to the death with the Taoist sect, let alone the saints are just watching, not making a move."
"Let him come here."
Behind the four black shadows, a faint voice sounded: "This seat still needs the Blood God Son to recover his mana, so we can delay him a little longer.
This water god seems to be able to influence the decision-making of Daomen. "
The four shadows nodded, this time, let Li Changshou go forward.
…
Finding that the guys in the hall were no longer making moves, Li Changshou simply drove forward and rushed to the hall as soon as possible.
There are many formations ahead, and the immortal sense cannot be penetrated.
The Tai Chi Diagram is protecting the big guys on our side. To be on the safe side, Li Changshou's plan at this time does not have the option of moving the Tai Chi Diagram.
Backed by such a huge prehistoric force of Taoism, the way he can choose to win is not one, but he habitually chooses the safest and most comprehensive path.
Leaving other matters aside, the silver-haired girl, no, Princess Iron Fan is the creature that Qingniu brother fell in love with at first sight, don't really have any troubles.
Um
A little doubt appeared in Li Changshou's heart.
Could it be that the word [go] that the teacher gave me was to let me help the old cow, not for the red lotus
Hey, it is really possible, and the probability is not low.
Fortunately, the plan I designated is also based on this point...
Just at this time, at an unknown height above the head, in the continuously surging sea of blood, another group of ordinary Shura broke through the violent torrent created by the golden-winged roc, and rushed towards the beam of light.
Like flying insects fighting a fire, the stream is endless.
Li Changshou carefully sensed through the Paper Daoists who stayed on the outskirts, and a large number of Shura masters who were sane and whose eyes were not completely red have arrived near the ruins of the big city.
These masters of the Shura tribe seem to be catching the golden-winged roc, as if they want to remove all obstacles to the resurrection of the ancestor of Minghe.
Li Changshou could only smile at this.
"Stop."
A cold shout came from the hall, but Li Changshou, who had already arrived at the gate of the main hall, didn't realize it;
Zhi Daoist rode the cloud straight into the gate of the palace, and then stopped.
Killing intent.
An undisguised killing intent came from the front, Li Changshou controlled Paper Taoist to shake his whisk, and looked at the source of the killing intent.
It was a black shadow with a gun hiding in a corner, the exact shape could not be seen clearly, it was the person who had sneaked up on the Paper Taoist and injured Jin Peng before.
In the other three corners of the hall, there are three other black shadows hiding, two of which are in the form of beasts. The aura of one black shadow is a bit weird, and Li Changshou can't see it through.
A red lotus blooms in the deepest part of the hall;
After the red lotus, the old Taoist that Li Changshou had seen more than ten years ago when he was "Tian Dao entrusted a dream" has opened his eyes!
The figure of this old man is solid again, but his aura is a bit strong on the outside but dry on the inside.
His face was square, his eyes were narrow and long, and his long gray eyebrows were full of sharpness. Although it was only a phantom, it gave people an indescribable sense of oppression.
Patriarch Styx, the ancient great power, has apparently awakened at this moment!
Li Changshou was not half surprised by this.
What surprised Li Changshou was that the red lotus had begun to exude a sense of perfection, as if it was about to fully mature.
There is a ball of light under the red lotus, and there are only twenty or thirty light spots in it.
In front of Li Changshou, Patriarch Minghe tapped the ball of light with his finger, and a soul flew out, was sent into the mouth of Patriarch Minghe, and merged into his own phantom.
have eaten.
Although, such a soul gave Patriarch Styx an insignificant boost, but Li Changshou's complexion immediately became gloomy.
Patriarch Minghe sneered a little, and his voice came from all directions, with a little contempt:
"Contemporary water god, do you want to prevent the poor from being resurrected?"
Li Changshou retorted: "The remnant souls who were defeated in the past, are still trying to change their fate against the sky?"
Patriarch Ming He's sneer faded away, and his voice became light and ethereal: "You know what will happen to the human race if you lose today."
Li Changshou did not answer, but moved his gaze to the edge of the hall.
Princess Iron Fan was lying there, holding the Yuantu sword and falling into a dream.
The voice of Patriarch Styx sounded again:
"Today, no one can prevent this seat from being resurrected. You are just a mere disciple from the Daoist sect, and you dare to stand in front of this seat..."
"Friend Daoist, you are still a remnant soul at this time."
When Li Changshou said something like this suddenly, Patriarch Minghe couldn't help but pause.
After shaking his whisk, Li Changshou smiled calmly and said:
"If I'm right, your resurrection today is just to revive the remnant soul, use the twelfth-grade red lotus as the main body, escape into the sea of chaos, and then slowly fill up your own soul.
The reason why you know about me is because of the souls of the Shura clan that you have sucked dry, and you have read a little about my memory.
whether? "
Patriarch Minghe said: "So what?"
"No way," Li Changshou shrugged, "This place is just my incarnation, and the main body is hidden under the Taiji diagram. What can you do to me?"
"snort!"
Patriarch Minghe snorted coldly, Xuying opened his left hand, and the Yuantu sword in the arms of the iron fan at the side turned into a smear of blood, flew to the palm of Patriarch Minghe and condensed into a sword shape again, trembling.
The restrictions on it dissipated layer by layer, and the petals of the twelve lotus flowers swayed gently. This sword, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to have awakened.
At this moment, the sound of wind and thunder whistling outside the city was suddenly heard.
Hundreds of masters of the Shura clan are now attacking Bai Ze and more than a dozen Taoist masters on the outskirts of the big city;
There were also a few extremely old Shura tribes, shining with bright light all over their bodies, attacking the golden-winged roc near the beam of light, forcing the golden-winged roc to stop raising waves of blood and dodge temporarily.
Asura Clan, all masters out!
"sword…
my sword! "
In the shadows on the edge of the broken wall of the main hall, Iron Fan suddenly woke up, his eyes hadn't opened yet, he subconsciously hugged himself tightly, and the sword in his arms was gone.
Li Changshou raised his eyebrows, he didn't look at the silver-haired girl much, and was a little surprised in his heart.
She was able to wake up on her own... save a few photo balls.
Tie Fan tried his best to open his eyes, seeing the Yuan Tu Sword behind Hong Lian, and seeing who was holding the Yuan Tu Sword, he couldn't help kneeling on the ground excitedly, and bowed deeply.
"Father... Patriarch, you are back!"
Patriarch Minghe showed a faint smile, glanced at the silver-haired girl, then set his eyes on Li Changshou, and continued:
"However, in today's world, Taoist sects are so arrogant and conceited, knowing that it is the resurrection of this seat, but they just let more than ten masters come.
At this time, if you want to stop me, you have missed the opportunity.
Daoist disciples are really not as good as one generation after another. "
"Fellow Daoist Minghe, the more you talk, the more guilty you will appear. As an ancient power, you should show some face. Why bother?"
Li Changshou looked at the four corners and said with a smile:
"I actually came to see these four fellow Taoists, but I didn't expect you to wake up.
Four fellow daoists, this red lotus is of great use to my daoist sect, please give me a face, and then retreat, my daoist sect will definitely not chase you down. "
Verbal confrontation, psychological game!
The four black shadows in the corner did not move, nor did they echo at all.
Li Changshou wondered: "Do you all think that you can escape from the hands of a sage?"
Patriarch Minghe slowly closed his eyes, and said coldly: "If the saints come, I will ask them, who are also ancient creatures, why they make things difficult for me!"
At this moment, the hall trembled slightly, and a little light appeared above it, like star dust falling into the remnant soul of Patriarch Styx.
The phantom of Patriarch Styx became more solid at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The silver-haired girl who was kneeling on the ground trembled slightly, looked straight up, and her pupils shrank suddenly.
What she saw, on the damaged roof, around the blood-colored beam of light piercing through the sea of blood, countless clansmen crashed into the blood-colored beam, and instantly disappeared, leaving only a little ashes falling down, turning into stars...
Li Changshou looked here from the corner of his eye, and his doubts were gone in his heart.
He said indifferently: "Fellow Daoist Minghe, may I ask you, what do you think of these Asuras?"
"The Shura clan was created by poor people," the ancestor Minghe said with a sneer, "Could it be that you came here to teach poor people?"
"The Shura clan is one of the six realms of reincarnation," Li Changshou said with a frown, "Perhaps the first batch of Shura clan that you created were your avatars and incarnations, but ninety-nine percent of today's Shura clan are reincarnated through the six realms of reincarnation." .
Based on this alone, I can convict you of killing innocent people indiscriminately and poisoning living beings. Please come to God to punish you! "
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Patriarch Styx's face suddenly became extremely ferocious, his eyes and brows showed bloodstains, and behind him appeared a vicious look with three heads and eighteen arms!
"This is the Taoist disciple of today!
ridiculous!
This seat has been killing all the way from ancient times to ancient times, and all creatures are slaughtered by me! To prove the way by killing, to get the name by killing! If the sky wants to destroy me, I will cut the sky, if the earth refuses to obey me, I will tear the earth apart!
At that time, your senior brother only joined hands with Houtu, and there was a hindrance from the Dao of Heaven, which made this seat lose, but now you dare to speak nonsense in front of this seat! "
At this moment, another piece of star brilliance fell from above, which seemed to be continuously flowing.
Outside the big city, the fluctuations in fighting skills became more and more intense.
Up and down the beam of light, a large number of ordinary Shuras had already rushed to the column of blood without any resistance or consciousness.
The meaning of consummation on the twelve lotus flower became more and more obvious...
Patriarch Styx's body became more solid, and his gaze at Li Changshou became more ironic, blood streaks appeared on his old face.
Li Changshou frowned slightly, as if thinking about countermeasures.
Suddenly, a timid call came from the side: "Old Ancestor... can you spare everyone's life?"
"Um?"
Patriarch Minghe suddenly turned his head, and raised his left hand violently!
boom!
Hearing a muffled sound, Iron Fan's slender body flew upside down, smashed the side wall, and lowered his head to vomit blood.
Patriarch Minghe scolded:
"When did the Asura of this seat become so weak! You are not worthy to be the daughter of this seat!"
Iron Fan struggled to get up, bowed his head and knelt down, bowing to the Styx continuously.
She couldn't cry, her eyes were full of confusion.
Li Changshou calculated the time in his heart, and continued to speak, drawing Patriarch Minghe's attention back.
"Old Ancestor Minghe, I may not be able to prevent you from being resurrected today, but you will not be able to live at ease for a few days.
How about this, how about a bet
If I win the bet, you will hand over the Twelve Poinsettia Red Lotus; if I lose the bet, I, the Water God of Heaven, will withdraw from the encirclement and suppression of you today. "
Patriarch Styx just sneered and didn't answer.
Another burst of starlight sprinkled down, and the beam of light above was almost crowded with figures, continuously filling up the remnant soul of Patriarch Styx.
Looking at this ancient vicious power, he made a move with his left hand at the magic weapon ball on the side, took out two human souls and stuffed them into the entrance, and squinted at Li Changshou.
Patriarch Minghe said leisurely: "According to the memory I just obtained, you seem to care about the life and death of the human race."
"I'm a human race," Li Changshou said coldly, "You don't seem to care much about the life and death of the Asura clan."
"For the creation of this seat, why not take life and death from this seat?"
"Do you have the guts to agree to this bet?"
"It's just a mediocre boy, how dare you speak nonsense in front of me!
You just want to delay until the Taoist disciples come here," the ancestor Minghe said coldly, "what's the matter with me agreeing to you
Tell me, how do you want to bet? "
Li Changshou waved his hand, his sleeves fluttered, and he pointed to the outside of the hall and said, "Just bet, I can destroy the mirage around me!"
Patriarch Styx focused his eyes, and the hall suddenly fell silent.
The roaring sound came from outside the city, and the auras of countless Shura clan masters erupted one after another. At this moment, they are preventing the Taoist masters from approaching the beam of light, ensuring that those weaker Shura clan members can fly moths into the flames smoothly.
In the abandoned hall, a rough voice shouted from the corner: "This is the original mirage, nothing can be broken!"
"Here, do you want to gamble?"
Li Changshou smiled and said, "You should have this confidence."
"Interesting," Patriarch Styx said calmly, "I agree to this bet."
"Shouldn't the ancient masters go back on their promises?"
Patriarch Minghe snorted: "I have my own reputation."
Li Changshou's voice sank, and he said, "Before I make a move, can you return the human magic weapon in your hand to me?"
Patriarch Minghe smiled coldly, shaking his fingers lightly, the magic weapon ball fell into Li Changshou's palm, and there were no more than twenty souls in it.
Li Changshou sighed, and put the magic weapon ball into his sleeve.
In the four corners, four eyes fell on Li Changshou, and the black figure with the pitch-black spear sneered: "If you have a way to break the mirage, why did you delay until now?"
"Because this method needs some help."
Li Changshou took out a jade talisman from his sleeve, crushed it slowly, and said slowly:
"I've heard that the phantom mirage's original mirage is so mysterious that it cannot be searched or captured. It is the phantom mirage's last life-saving means, and there is no way to break it."
An old answer came from the corner: "That's right, since you know this, you still dare to make a random bet? It's really just talking nonsense to delay the opportunity!"
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist." Li Changshou's face became colder and his voice became more confident, "I thought of many ways before, tried many ways, and finally gave up.
My resourcefulness is also inferior to so many masters in ancient times and ancient times, such a conclusion is hard to overturn.
But in time I changed my mind.
Everyone, please look, are there more figures on the four walls of the big city? "
The four black shadows in the hall and Patriarch Minghe searched everywhere at the same time. Just as Li Changshou said, there were more than a dozen figures everywhere.
A rough male voice asked, "So what?"
Li Changshou said: "There is original mirage here, but there is no such fierce beast as phantom mirage. Your mirage seems... limited in number.
This is Netherworld, and Netherworld has hells, so what is the most common thing in hells? "
"Soul?"
The black shadow leaning on a long gun answered directly.
"To be honest, you really chose the wrong place here."
Li Changshou said: "This is the deepest part of the sea of blood, and everything will be reversed at the extreme. Without the pollution of the sea of blood, there will be a lot of fresh air, so that ordinary souls can also stay here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figures on the four walls shot at the same time.
Taking a closer look, these are the four Yan Juns each leading fourteen or five judges. At this moment, they act together and set up a ghost gate in all directions!
The gate of hell opens, and the wind blows!
The entire ruined city was filled with phantoms in an instant, and half of these phantoms directly lowered their heads and fell asleep, and half of them looked around in a daze.
A specialty of the underworld, resentful souls of men and women!
The four Lords of Yan and all the judges immediately cast spells, but in an instant, the evil wind rose again, and countless souls were taken back into the gate of ghosts.
then…
The four Yan Jun picked up the ghost gate and ran away, and immediately fled into the sea of blood, disappearing in a flash.
Li Changshou snapped his fingers, and the real Taiyi under the Taiji diagram stared at the Nine Dragons God Fire Cover and slowly flew out, flying a hundred feet forward, without any abnormality, standing in the air with his hands behind his back.
Mirage, exhausted.
Seeing this scene, the four figures in the hall said almost simultaneously:
"How come!"
"This is impossible!"
"Exhaust the mirage with endless resentful souls?"
"clever."
Patriarch Minghe's ferocious face was extremely gloomy, and a strong killing intent burst out from his eyes.
Li Changshou pointed to the twelve-grade red lotus, and said coldly, "Fellow Daoist, this red lotus should belong to me."
Patriarch Styx laughed back angrily: "Hahahaha! You are dreaming!"
"This seat has its own reputation? How harsh."
Li Changshou said: "The mirage is gone, and you have no chance of winning. If you admit defeat at this time, maybe I can give you some respect."
"Yellow mouth kid, it's up to you!"
Patriarch Ming He's eyes were full of madness, Yuan Tu's sword was sheathed hanging by his side, complicated imprints were formed on his hands, and dazzling blood burst out from around his body.
The petals of the twelve magenta lotus trembled slightly, and there were layers of strange dao rhymes on them.
"Blood God Returns to Yuan!"
In an instant, the blood-colored beam of light above the main hall expanded several times, bursting out layer after layer of ripples, and the entire sea of blood resounded with the sound of chanting.
Right at the outskirts of this big city, the eyes of all the masters of the Asura clan who are fighting more and more Taoist masters, who are under the Golden Immortal Realm, also glow red.
In the sea of blood, Shura was densely packed like crazy demons, rushing towards the beam of light with all their strength!
In the city, beside the abandoned hall.
Iron Fan's eyes began to glow red, but a elixir in her belly quietly melted, allowing her eyes to quickly regain clarity.
At the same time, Iron Fan seemed to hear the shouts coming from above his head...
[This cry is very anxious, like the last cry when you wake up from a dream and are destroyed.]
'Why did the ancestor eat us! '
'I want to live, I want to live, ancestor...'
'Old Ancestor, please let us go, we will follow you forever! '
"Old Ancestor!"
The girl Iron Fan knelt there and kowtowed continuously, she shouted tremblingly:
"Iron Fan is willing to offer the Taoist body of Yuanshen, please forgive the clansmen, ancestor, please spare the lives of the clansmen!
Please! Everyone just wants to live...”
"Asshole!"
Patriarch Styx jumped into a rage, and grabbed the iron fan with his left hand. The silver-haired girl was directly captured by him, and his forehead was pressed, wisps of vitality quickly escaped from the body of the iron fan, and was absorbed by Patriarch Styx!
Old Ancestor Minghe scolded: "You were created by this seat, endowed by this seat, and this seat gave you life!
Now, this seat is just taken back! "
Iron Fan's red pupils were full of despair, feeling his vitality being pulled away, his whole body trembled, but he didn't struggle.
Seeing this, Li Changshou said calmly beside him:
"Fellow Daoist Minghe, I advise you not to hurt her, otherwise you will have no chance of survival today."
Patriarch Minghe's eyes were full of fierceness, but he hesitated to make a move, and he delayed absorbing the iron fan's vitality.
At some point, the rhythm of the field was completely controlled by the incarnation of the water god in front of him who was no more powerful than the Golden Fairyland.
So much so that when he spoke at this time, Patriarch Styx and the four shadows were all listening intently...
Just the fact that the resentful soul broke the mirage shocked them.
Li Changshou said indifferently: "Actually, Fellow Daoist Minghe and the four fellow Daoists made many mistakes.
First of all, the prehistoric times are no longer ancient, and now is the era when the order of the heavens is established. If you want to take advantage of this catastrophe to bring Styx back to life, you are completely seeking your own death.
I guess you are also being lobbied by someone, so I won't mention that person.
Furthermore, my avatar came here not to delay the opportunity, but to divert everyone's attention, so that the four Yamas have a chance to release their resentful souls and break the miasma.
When they showed up, did you all forget to make a move and just be surprised
Hahaha!
There's a third and a fourth... how about the third first? "
Li Changshou paused.
Patriarch Minghe and the four shadows held their breaths, and they were about to tear up his paper Taoist together.
Li Changshou laughed, and said softly: "At this moment, I am indeed delaying the opportunity."
call out!
Before the words stopped, a beam of golden light flashed across Li Changshou's shoulder, and ripples appeared in the universe in front of him!
This sudden golden light, before the other four shadows could react, had already rushed in front of Patriarch Minghe!
Just for a moment!
Patriarch Minghe's left hand was severed, and the figure of the iron fan disappeared!
Behind Patriarch Minghe, a bird-shaped gap appeared in the broken wall of the main hall.
Then, the broken wall collapsed!
The golden-winged roc appeared a thousand feet away, protected the iron fan behind its back, and stuffed a few elixirs into the mouth of the iron fan with celestial power.
Then, the golden-winged roc looked at the black shadow holding the small killing gun, and its long and narrow eyes were full of anger.
Patriarch Styx squinted his eyes. He was not surprised or angry at the moment, but instead showed a puzzled face, and his severed left hand slowly condensed.
Daoist starlight scattered down, making Patriarch Minghe a little sacred, he wondered: "Why do you want to save her?"
"This is the fourth thing I want to tell you.
But before that, everyone might as well take a look at what the situation is like at this time. "
After the words fell, Li Changshou, the paper Taoist, turned sideways. Outside the palace gate, the green bull