[On that day, Taoist Wenjing finally recalled the fear of Patriarch Styx when he was destroyed by the punishment of heaven.]
Seeing the beam of light cut through the boundless darkness, Wen Jingdao's heart twitched.
After Lingshan was smashed a few times, the massive array that was built with a lot of precious materials was directly pierced by this beam of light like thin paper!
Several old Taoists tried to block this light, and it melted instantly;
Saint Zhunti took action himself, and exhausted the spiritual power of this beam of light at the cost of a dharma body arm...
This scene is very similar to the day when the punishment of heaven descended on the sea of blood!
At that time, it was also like a pillar of thunder, and the pure and violent spiritual power directly evaporated half of the blood sea. As a result, the ancestor of Styx fell, the Shura clan turned from prosperity to decline, and their blood mosquito clan was forced to leave the blood sea.
What happened in Lingshan at this time...
Like, really like.
However, it has nothing to do with her.
Just now, Wenjing's immortal consciousness has been staring at his concubine, caught the words of his concubine and Fairy Yunxiao, and already knows that this jade statue of Fairy Yunxiao is a gadget made by Lord Xingjun.
Gizmos…
Alas, Mr. Xingjun, she is just a little mosquito of the human religion, not the leader of the Western religion!
How can the West teach this
The saint's dharma body was broken by an arm, and although it was quickly condensed, overall, the Western religion has lost and lost.
Faced with the inexplicable supernatural powers of the inexplicable jade statue, the saint was inexplicably embarrassed!
The magic weapon in human form that Fairy Yunxiao suddenly sacrificed really scares the mosquitoes!
That ray of light seemed to contain some kind of ultimate and pure avenue, piercing the universe and destroying the rules, bringing out countless gaps along the way. When it collided with the saint's body, it seemed to have a tendency to burst, but was suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth.
With a Dao state like Wen Jing, and an experience like Wen Jing, he has naturally noticed the horror of such a magic weapon.
Supposing, five or ten jade statues and magic weapons were fired at the saint's dojo, and the saint had no choice but to show up to fight... I'm afraid they could really be hurt by such magic weapons!
After one shot, the jade statue began to shrink slowly...
Wen Jing just came back to her senses at this time, hid in the ground and looked up, staring at the figure of the archmage, with an intoxicating smile on her lips again.
Hmm~ Today, the concubine is still facing the handsomeness and tyranny of the saint.
"Commander," the voice of the mammoth ferocious beast came from behind, "It seems that the situation is not good, should we make plans earlier?"
Wen Jing frowned and looked at the female scorpion who was speaking to her, snorted coldly, and replied through the voice:
"If you want to die, don't drag Pindao!
The saints are all ants. Today, the saint is here, so why be afraid of cutting off the crowd? "
That's all, Wen Jing said in a low voice: "There are people who are afraid of death waiting here, and they will go to receive their punishment after the battle.
Poor Dao, but I didn't force you to do anything. "
Everywhere in the underground cave here, pairs of eyes were lit up, and wisps of fierce aura reverberated, but they were locked here by the formation.
They were ambush soldiers, but they just happened to be watching a show at the moment.
After the terrifying beam of spiritual energy dissipated, the cracks in the universe were quickly filled, and the heavens showed the rules of the staggered avenues, which seemed to completely wrap this place, lest the war really shatter Xiniu Hezhou.
Jiejiao took the lead, and the coercion of the saints of the Western Cult was mostly neutralized. The Jiejiao immortals surrounded from all directions attacked almost at the same time, countless streamers bloomed, and blasted towards Lingshan.
Taoist Zhunti, the second leader of the Western religion, snorted coldly, and a halo of light rose from his body, covering the core area of Lingshan in a blink of an eye, and the countless streamers of light were blocked instantly.
On the side of Lingshan, the old Daoist, the disciple of the sage, has a great heart!
Right now!
Master Xuandu and Daoist Duobao heard a certain voice at the same time, and the two senior brothers looked at each other, and at the same time brought Kaitian Zhibao to aim at Tiqiang Chong!
All the disciples of Lingshan were about to attack, but the tree of seven treasures suddenly appeared in front of Zhunti, sweeping the disciples of Lingshan down from the air, and even took the opportunity to 'seal' the magic weapons in the hands of many Jiejiao immortals.
Just after Zhun raised his hand, the Chaos Clock and Taiji Diagram attacked at the same time!
Hearing a bell first, gray light waves sweep across the sky above Lingshan;
The yin and yang qi in the Taiji diagram are aroused by themselves, and the yin and yang Taiji diagram changes from "flat" to "three-dimensional".
Years, heaven and earth!
time, space.
Under the watchful eyes of all the masters, under the precious light bursting out from the figures of the archmage and Daoist Duobao rushing forward, under the light flick of the fingers of the skinny old man above the nine heavens...
A black ball of light disappeared in a flash, together with Zhunti Saint's dharma body and its inner body, the archmage and Daoist Daobao, the Chaos Clock and the Taiji Diagram, all disappeared!
"Fix formation! Quick!"
A famous disciple of Western Cult yelled angrily, this was an immediate reaction, they no longer had the power of a saint to protect them.
The interception offensive is back!
This time, there is no saint to resist...
Chaos broke out, and the strong immortals fought.
The aura surged, and the gods and ghosts trembled.
Magical powers and magic weapons poured down, and the universe twisted everywhere in Lingshan, and the figures of Taoism exploded in the fairy light.
The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit took the lead, showing her dharma body and activating her magic weapon, and she was not weak against the four major disciples of the Western religion alone.
The Holy Mother of Guiling holds a jade flute and plays soul-snatching sounds, which is completely different from her cute, quiet, ignorant and innocent performance when she is not fighting.
Qiong Xiao followed the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit with the golden scissors in his hand, releasing the ancient dragon to bite from time to time.
And Na Wudang, Lu Yue, Qin Wan...
A well-known master of Jiejiao showed his supernatural powers, and Lingshan, relying on the favorable location, was also sticking to it step by step, trying to delay the time until the saint returned.
I don’t know when there are two more layers of film between the heaven and the earth, but they faintly protect the sky and the earth, preventing the ancient tragedy from happening again.
During the chaotic battle, a small insect flew around, got into Fairy Yunxiao's sleeve, and soon appeared on Yunxiao's shoulder again, and began to persuade in a low voice:
"Yun, don't rush forward like this, or you will be trapped in a tight siege."
"Be careful here, there is a magic weapon flying here."
"It's better to go back and guard the jade statue, wait for the jade statue to restart, and then make a final decision..."
There was a little helplessness on Yunxiao's cold face, seeing that Jiejiaoxian was winning everywhere, so he slowed down and used Hunyuan Jindou to help his injured colleagues.
that bug...
So Li Changshou became.
He came with the great mage, and while the hundred-fold aura cannon attracted the attention of all the immortals, he sneaked into Yunxiao's side.
Li Changshou's purpose at this moment is very clear, which is to prevent problems before they happen and prevent Yun Xiao from falling into crisis.
The reason for the interception to start the war was that he manipulated it all by himself, and when the situation was unfavorable, it was also his script that helped the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit to turn the situation around and force out the saints of the Western Cult;
The previous situation was also arranged by him. It was his teacher who took away the saint Zhunti, and his brother was the one who helped resist the saint Zhunti.
If Jiejiao is asking him, the "confessed god referee", to show up to help fight the Western Cult, then it is purely moral kidnapping.
In fact, Li Changshou didn't want to come here at first, but he made sure that Kong Xuan stayed at Little Qiongfeng to avoid forming karma with the Western Sect, and came here in person to be a bodyguard beside Yunxiao.
By the way, when it doesn't end well, help to intercept and teach the end.
There is only so much an ordinary saint disciple can do.
By the way, Li Changshou was the one who reminded Archmage and Duobao just now, and he still said the same sentence—
[Saints must not die].
Yun Xiao's figure shuttled around the periphery of the battle situation, and continuously shot a wounded Jiejiao Xian into the Hunyuan Jindou, but it was more effective than her directly killing the enemy.
Seeing that the situation was stable and Jiejiao had broken through the battle formations in Lingshan step by step, she also began to intertwine with Li Changshou and exchanged a few questions.
"Just now, did the Taiji Diagram and the Chaos Clock remove the Saint Zhunti?"
Yun Xiao asked a little puzzled.
Li Changshou said with a smile: "If the teacher and uncle are in charge of the Taiji Diagram and the Chaos Clock, the saint can be easily removed, but the Kaitian Zhibao is not a saint and cannot display its true strength.
Just now, in fact, the teacher made a secret move, but borrowed the resonance of the Taiji Diagram and the Chaos Clock. "
Yun Xiao was silent for a while, concentrating on rescuing a few Jiejiao fairies who were in trouble, and asked again:
"I'm a little worried about my brother's side."
"Just don't worry, Senior Brother Duobao is thinking well. Even if Chanjiao came to Lingshan today, he would not dare to protect Lingshan blatantly, let alone deal with Brother Gongming at this juncture."
Li Changshou thought for a while, and then said: "However, it is difficult to rely on Brother Gongming to delay the report, and Chanjiao should have already started to come here by now.
They don't want Western masters to be beaten. "
Yun Xiao sighed: "After all, you are still implicated in this matter."
"Taoist disciples, who can take care of themselves alone?" Li Changshou asked with a smile, and the little bug he turned into lay on Yunxiao's shoulder, watching everywhere.
Many senior disciples of the Western Sect have started to get injured, and the rate of staff reduction is getting faster and faster.
At this moment, a bell rang in the Western Sect, and two groups of masters rushed out from the depths, but their strength could not be called great supernatural powers.
Just make up for it.
Li Changshou scanned through his immortal sense, and soon noticed Wen Jing and all the fierce beasts lurking underground. He reminded Yunxiao a few words in a low voice, and Yunxiao began to concentrate on guarding against the Hongmeng fierce beasts.
After another moment, the Western church retreated steadily.
When the Jiejiao group of immortals attacked, Taoist Wenjing was ordered to take the remnants of Hongmeng fierce beasts and ancient monsters to lurk secretly under the Lingshan Mountain, waiting for the outbreak of the war.
At this moment, Wen Jing finally got the order to help in the battle, and personally led the remnants to sneak attack on the back of the iron barrel formation of Jiejiao, and the enemy Shaoqing retreated immediately, which restrained Jiejiao's energy a lot.
Part of Li Changshou's mind was on the paper priests, he was planning the overall situation and seizing the opportunity.
Suddenly a jade talisman in the sleeve was broken, but it was Long Ji who was delivering the message;
On the side of Yuxu Palace, she couldn't delay.
Chanjiao Immortal came to Lingshan, Zhao Gongming can decide how many masters there will be left in the end.
Almost at the same time, Li Changshou's Paper Daoist in the Underworld noticed a beam of light flying up from the Tower of Reincarnation;
The paper Taoist on the edge of the prehistoric world felt the wave of fighting that was getting closer and closer to the prehistoric one.
The leading sage found out that it was too bad to calculate, and when Lingshan was on the verge of destruction, he desperately wanted to rush back to the land of Wubuzhou, but was firmly blocked by the leader of Tongtian.
Li Changshou is actually waiting and searching at this moment.
Maitreya is a worry in his heart. If he can show up in Lingshan today, Li Changshou will show up to fight with him.
Along with that, Jinpeng was lurking in the sky, waiting for Maitreya to appear.
If this Elder Brother Lingshan didn't even come to fight like today...
That was really too cool.
…
Yuxu Palace, in the main hall.
Holding a jade cup, Long Ji took a sip of Yuquan tea, and immediately showed some admiration.
At this time, the main hall was empty, only the fairies from Yaochi brought by Long Ji, and two Heavenly Court Golden Fairyland generals.
And beside Longji, there is another twelve golden immortals staying here to accompany him, who is from Cihang Taoist.
Streams of light rose into the sky from outside the hall, but Long Ji was quite calm.
The Ci Hang Taoist sat quietly beside him, his eyes showed a bit of curiosity, and suddenly he sent a voice to ask:
"Master Xingjun, how long can you delay for fellow daoist? Seeing that fellow daoist is so relaxed, is it possible that master Xingjun's calculations are enough?"
Long Ji blinked lightly, and said with a smile: "Friend Daoist, I can't understand what you said.
The master didn't plan anything, just asked me to send more gifts, and make another apology for the matter of the deputy leader of the burning lamp.
After all, although the master got rid of the spies of the Western religion and maintained the prestige of the Taoist school, it damaged the prestige of explaining the teachings. "
There is something in Longji's words, which has an insinuating meaning.
After hearing this, the Cihang Taoist sighed and remained silent.
She was dressed in a light blue Taoist robe, with a white scarf on her head, and she was used to holding a whisk or a clean bottle in her hand. She frowned and sighed softly at this moment, but she also had a compassionate and peaceful mood.
The Cihangdao people considered some words and said in a low voice:
“We also have our own difficulties in teaching.
Now the Jujiao is overwhelming the Western family, and it will be destroyed if it is said to be destroyed. It is really too strong.
When the catastrophe falls, the Daoist sect will respond to the catastrophe. If I do not take precautions and prepare for the teaching, there will be many immortals with malicious intentions and bad conduct among the teachings, so I will be in danger. "
"I don't understand the catastrophe or something," Long Ji said with a smile, "it's just that Master said that I also want to prepare for the catastrophe, and I don't know how to deal with it.
But all in all, although Jiejiao has a large number of people, but its luck is damaged and karma is entangled;
Although there are few disciples in Chanjiao, the luck is endless and the merits and blessings are countless.
The family teacher once said that all saints are ants, and the final direction of the great religion dispute is still determined by several saints.
From this point of view, Chanjiao is not necessarily the weak side. "
"oh?"
Cihang Taoist said with a smile: "It's the first time I've heard such a saying."
"Fellow Daoist, don't worry," Long Ji said, "Since our family teacher has the trust of the Dao of Heaven, he will be impartial and preside over the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods.
Naturally, these are what I said, and my teacher never mentioned them to me. "
Cihang smiled a little, but didn't say any more.
Princess Longji also drank tea with her head down, and had nothing to talk to the Twelve Golden Immortals.
The Yuxu Palace is quiet, and the sage's Taoism seems to be gradually thinning out. Long Ji is waiting for the return of the Chanjiao Immortal, and continues to introduce the various treasures and gifts she brought.
It is safe to do things from beginning to end.
Cihang Taoist pointed out a cloud mirror and watched the movements of the immortal.
At this moment, Ci Hang Taoist and Long Ji happened to see each other, and the stream of light stopped...
A water-blue light curtain appeared between the sky and the earth in front of him, which perfectly blocked the way of the Xianjiao immortals.
Just seeing the light curtain, without having to look for the whereabouts of the twenty-four Dinghaishen beads, the people of Cihangdao already recognized who was blocking the way.
Stop teaching the big disciple of the outer sect, Zhao Gongming!
When the fairy lights in Yuxu Palace were lit up, Zhao Gongming's spirit was shaken, and he sat down cross-legged directly, blocking the way of the immortals in Yuxu Palace going west.
Twenty-four Dinghai Shenzhu sealed Qiankun. At this time, Dinghai Shenzhu had been hidden in Qiankun itself, and there was no trace of it, which made it more difficult to break the magic power of this magic weapon.
Streams of light flew towards him, and he had to stop tens of miles away from Zhao Gongming, led by Guang Chengzi and the Twelve Golden Immortals.
Guang Chengzi didn't want to waste time, he immediately said: "Junior Brother Taiyi, go ask Zhao Gongming what's up, I'll make a detour to the south!"
As soon as Guangchengzi finished speaking, he turned around and was about to take hundreds of Chanjiao Immortals on their way;
Master Taiyi twitched his lips, and calmly stepped out with his hands behind his back, heading towards Zhao Gongming.
Zhao Gongming muttered to himself, but when he saw this situation, he immediately adjusted his strategy, and opened his heart to "The Sound of a Hundred Kinds of Porcelain Collisions". He was sitting cross-legged, and suddenly opened his eyes.
His face was flushed, his lips were pale, and his whole body trembled wildly, as if he was in a state of madness!
"Who! Who speaks so loudly!"
Zhao Gongming let out a low growl, and then spat out a mouthful of blood. His beard was covered with blood, and he shouted tremblingly:
"Master, this disciple's injury...can't go back."
The foreheads of the immortals of Chanjiao are all covered with black lines.