Light blue water droplets were whizzing down from the sky. Yin Xuege had already curled up and hid in the corner of the deck by taking advantage of the firelight and air waves generated when the Diyuan Palace lantern exploded.
The masters of the Three Holy Temples exclaimed in unison. They looked panicked and released their magic weapons with the strongest defense. Suddenly, there was a bright light and thousands of auspicious auras. Hundreds of shields, ropas, mirrors, pagodas and other defensive magic weapons soared into the sky, shining brightly in the sky, blocking countless raindrops.
The sound of 'chichi' was endless, and countless raindrops poured on these magical weapons with amazing defense capabilities.
The shock wave caused by the spread of the surrounding evil wind was firmly blocked, but those water drops were not weakened by the light emitted by any magic weapon at all. They were very gentle but firm and penetrated the light emitted by the magic weapon. They stuck to these On the body of the defensive magic weapon.
Yin Xuege huddled on the deck, looking forward to whether the masters of the Three Holy Temples could use any surprising magical means to save them from this almost desperate situation.
But he soon shook his head. Although these masters of the Three Holy Temples have strong cultivation bases and the magic weapons on their bodies are also extremely powerful, the defensive magic weapons they release, that is, ordinary methods, have no effect. An otherworldly place.
At most, there are dozens of life-like magic weapons that condense the spirit of the weapon, with a trace of the Great Law contained in them, creating the so-called holy magic weapon, which is much more powerful than other magic weapons, that's all.
There was a crisp sound, and a thirty-six-foot-tall pagoda with red light flowing out of it was suddenly corroded by light blue water drops, creating a hole the size of a bowl. Then countless water drops seeped in through the hole. The light on the surface of the pagoda dimmed rapidly, and all his energy was swallowed up by these light blue water drops.
Soon, a large amount of light blue spring water spurted out from the gaps in the pagoda. Along with the sound of water, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the pagoda. In just two or three breaths, this Holy Spirit Artifact Level The pagoda has completely collapsed.
A middle-aged man howled miserably, vomited a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
This pagoda is an extremely critical point in the defense circle of these disciples of the Three Holy Temples. When the pagoda collapsed, countless water droplets roared down and the entire airship was immediately enveloped in a vast mist. The light blue water droplets bounced and shot on the deck like countless projectiles, causing all the masters of the Three Temples to spray with precious light, like people made of light.
In the vast mist, all the power of the soul could not be used, and everyone could not see clearly anything three inches away from the body. They chanted spells in a daze, activating their magic weapons to protect themselves with all their strength.
The sound of explosions was endless. One after another, the best magic weapons were swallowed up by the light blue water droplets. After destroying all the forbidden formations, they exploded in the air like garbage made of soil.
One after another, the masters of the Three Holy Temples were made to vomit blood and fall to the ground by the backlash of the magic weapon's destruction. Before they could use other magic weapons to protect themselves, they were swallowed up by the light blue water droplets. They struggled and cried in the water, their skin quickly withered and shriveled, and soon their bodies became as dark, wrinkled and ugly as Yin Xuuge's palm.
Yin Xuuge took a deep breath, and a layer of multicolored Buddha light spread out gently from his body.
The colorful bodhi tree branches turned into three inches in length, suspended between his eyebrows, and emitted extremely flexible, masculine and pure Buddha light to protect Yin Xuege's whole body. Countless water drops poured on him, but there was nothing he could do with this thin layer of Buddha's light.
The Buddha's light made countless ripples, like countless raindrops spraying on the lake, making the lake become turbulent and not peaceful.
However, the only effect of these extremely lethal waters on the colorful bodhi branches is only to create such an insignificant ripple. Yin Xuege huddled under the protection of the Buddha's light, squinting and quietly looking at the masters of the Three Holy Temples who were wailing in pain under the attack of the rain.
Suddenly, an extremely bright green light shot up into the sky, followed by a white light and a red light.
Huang Pu Ling, Dugu Zun, and Linghu Jue released a heart-shaped round tripod with different colors at the same time. The three round tripods emitted strong light of green, white, and red colors, which were more than a hundred feet thick and dozens of miles high. It turned into a thick beam of light and enveloped the entire flying boat.
The strong wind hit this heavy light pillar, and the light pillar did not move at all.
Countless raindrops hit the light banner, and the light banner just hummed slightly.
The rain and the wind were unable to shake the light in the slightest. All the disciples of the Three Holy Temples, who had lost a lot of their life breaths and had become old, took a breath at the same time. They climbed up from the deck shivering, took out a large number of elixirs and threw them into their mouths, trying their best to restore their vitality.
Yin Xuuge looked at the heart-shaped round tripods released by the three people in surprise. These three round tripods were simple in shape, with countless weird talisman seals engraved on their surfaces, and their power was extremely powerful. It was more powerful than the Holy Spirit sacrificed by these disciples of the Three Holy Temples. The magic weapon is much stronger.
What surprised him was not the power of this set of magical instruments, but the aura emanating from this set of magical instruments.
Simple and thick, like a great beast entrenched in the sky, constantly releasing suffocating terrifying pressure. The aura of this set of magic weapons is clearly not the method of the most holy method, but a set from the ancient times, created by the 'monster clan' A treasure that can be refined with great power.
What surprised Yin Xuege was this. These guys from the most holy sect, they wiped out the descendants of all the sects in ancient times, and single-handedly destroyed the scene where thousands of sects and sects competed for glory in ancient times. However, among their core group, they actually "shamelessly" retained the ancient treasures for their own use.
If it had been anyone else, if they had used this treasure of the ancient demon clan, they would have been regarded as evil and heretics and executed by the whole family. But these high-level officials of the Three Holy Temples were able to openly use this treasure refined by heretical demons.
In the three-color bright light, a white dragon, a green phoenix, and a red raccoon looked up to the sky and roared. They stared at the three Huang Pulings who were driving their own bodies with fierce eyes, and their eyes were full of ferocious desire to kill. Obviously, the spirit of this set of magic weapons knew that Huang Puling and the others were their real enemies.
However, their bodies are controlled by Huang Puling and the others, and their bodies have also been refined by the Holy Spirit using some strange methods. Therefore, no matter how much they hate the three people, they cannot break away from their control and can only behave obediently. Release all your strength to block the violent storm outside.
Yin Xuege put away the colorful bodhi branches and smiled slightly as he looked at the three angry weapon spirits.
"The three seniors really have good magical powers and good methods. I wonder what the origin of this treasure is?"
A middle-aged man on the side gave Yin Xuuge a sharp look. As he swallowed a golden elixir the size of a thumb, a faint golden haze rose up from the surface of his skin. His shriveled skin quickly became moist and shiny, and his energy and energy recovered a lot.
At the same time, he angrily scolded Yin Xuuge.
"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. What is the origin of this set of treasures? Is it something a low-level disciple like you should know?"
All the masters from the Three Holy Temples nodded and smiled, and they all looked at Yin Xuege with a hint of ridicule in a matter-of-fact manner. Obviously, they all agreed that a disciple with a low status like Yin Xuuge was really not qualified to know too much.
In particular, this kind of ancient treasure has a very shady origin and conflicts with the strict rules and precepts of the Holy Sect.
Yin Xuuge spread his hands without saying a word. He glanced at Huang Puling and the others who were concentrating on controlling the three treasures, and also laughed with a hint of ridicule.
"It seems that these three treasures are not subject to discipline, and the three seniors cannot let go of them."
The middle-aged man who had just scolded Yin Xuege roared angrily. He pointed at Yin Xuege's nose, almost poking his nose with his finger, and yelled at the top of his lungs.
"Stop talking nonsense, is this what you should say?"
"Incompetent trash, you can't think of a way to deal with this strange water. We really shouldn't have brought you two trash here. You are just... "
Yin Xuuge opened his mouth, and Shifang Chaodu spurted out from his mouth. The shape of Shifang Chaodu, which had a strange shape and seemed to be composed of three different weapons, did not emit any light. It was like a rusty bronze vessel. It sprayed out soundlessly and hit the middle-aged man's head with one blow.
There was a loud noise, and the middle-aged man's head cracked. His soul was shattered by Shifang Chaodu's blow, and he died instantly.
Holding Shifang Chaodu in his backhand, Yin Xuuge smiled at the stunned people on the deck.
"I mean, if the three adults can't get rid of their hands, it will be a good time for me to kill."
Lan Yun was stunned, and then he suddenly became ecstatic. He glanced at Yin Xuuge happily, and suddenly a large rain of swords whizzed out from his sleeves. At least a thousand finger-sized, shiny swords spurted out with a harsh tearing sound, beating several Three Temple disciples who had their backs to him like sieves. The small sword quickly penetrated the bodies of these people, and then spurted out from their bodies with large amounts of blood.
Pity these masters of the Three Holy Temples, the cultivation level of any one of them is only higher than Lan Yun.
But they had just lost a lot of vitality in the heavy downpour, and all their protective magic weapons had been shattered by that terrible heavy rain. Facing Lan Yun's sneak attack, they had no defense at all.
Several people just howled miserably, and their bodies covered with blood were beaten into the air. Under the cutting of thousands of small swords, their bodies quickly disintegrated and were quickly cut into a pale mist of blood. The decks are all.
(End of chapter)