Chapter 57
Yu Luan immediately released a wind and thunder needle, and the lightning hit him like raindrops with the wind.
Wuhua shouted again with a few loud shouts. The warriors raised their spears together, and a black light rushed into each of them, tangled together, turning into a giant umbrella. The wind and thunder fell on it, causing only a swaying wave and had no more effect.
Cui Wugu quickly sacrificed the Seven Treasure Amethyst Bottle and sucked it suddenly. However, the black fog was not the essence, but was transformed by the souls of these warriors. How could it be captured?
The more than ten giant corpses shot another wave of bows and arrows, heading straight towards her, landing in Jinyun's pocket but not stopping, swinging endlessly.
Yu Luan was still trying to activate the Fenglei needle, but Shen Yuanjing first released the Green Snake Sword. One and two, two and four, and in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred sword shadows had been transformed and fell down together.
The black light on the giant corpse formation shook, blocking the sword shadows outside, and holding up the spear in his hand and hitting it. Wuhua also threw a golden spear, turning into green light and heading straight for Yu Luan, restraining it.
Shen Yuanjing ignored the other side and only passed through his magic power. However, he saw the sword shadows, which suddenly turned from the hundred-sophisticated steel into soft fingers, turning into extremely thin silk threads. He drilled forward and easily drilled through the giant corpse and the soul formation.
The blue sword silk is like a swimming fish. Each one finds a giant corpse, surrounded by it, and looks like a fireflies flying around the big tree. Every time you pass by, the black fog above the head of the giant corpse fades.
Wuhua's dry face twitched, and his mouth was even more anxious, and he wanted to shake the token again. However, the sword light was too fast and had cut off all the souls of the giant corpse, drilled it into its head, and destroyed it with one corpse and one sword.
As the token swayed, the black fog was about to rise again. Shen Yuanjing stretched out his hand and more than a hundred sword lights merged into one, and a leap fell in front of Wuhua instantly. He had only had time to dodge, but the token in his hand could not be avoided. With a bang, it broke into several pieces.
Since Shen Yuanjing had taken action, the attack was naturally continuous. The Green Snake Sword flew past like lightning and slashed down. This time, the old demon corpse had no way to hide, so he had to tilt his body, but the sword light pressed down on his head and chopped off half of his shoulder.
He screamed, and the demon bird next to him was awakened, raised his head, opened his eyes slightly, and five colors of them were spinning, and two steel claws that were bigger than palm fan were ready to move.
This bird was originally very powerful, and with thousands of years of cultivation in the Mingxin, it was no problem to fight the flying sword. It was just because I ate a fairy cauldron and my body was stiff, and it took eighteen years to recover.
But now seeing the master's crisis, the savior was in a suffocating relationship. He ignored the interests and vomited the inner elixir and flew out a ball of purple flames, knocking the green snake sword that was being bounced back to the side, saving Wuhua's life.
Wuhua came to his senses and muttered something in his mouth. The three big tripods in front began to sway, and a rumbling sound came from the ground, but the old demon corpse wanted to release the water, fire, wind and thunder in the lungs of the earth, turning this world into scorched earth to drive away the enemy.
Shen Yuanjing hurriedly directed the flying sword and attacked Wuhua with Yu Luan and Cui Wugu. However, the demon bird, the ancient god poison, spread its wings to protect its master, and was severely injured in his energy. He activated an inner alchemy, released colorful light, and dragged the three people to fly swords.
Ling Hun's face immediately changed color, the flying sword danced wildly, and the light was bright, and he wanted to go over and help. However, the two golden spears driven by Rong Dun were left by the Emperor. The single one was already very powerful. The two were combined and their power doubled, and they could not be dragged down even if they were anxious.
"I've been guarding you for a long time!" Shen Yuanjing chuckled, and the Nine Heavens Yuanyang ruler flew out of his body, and nine golden flowers appeared, and three large cauldrons were divided into. Suddenly, the sound of wind and thunder did not rise.
Wuhua was shocked and quickly pulled Rong Dun and wanted to escape by the earth. Yu Luan stretched out his hand and the ground was as hard as iron and could not penetrate. The two demons were caught off guard and revealed their flaws. Ling Hun looked at the gap and slashed a flying sword. Both father and son fell to the ground.
But the two demon corpses were resurrected from the dead, and were already magical and had been practicing Taoism for more than a thousand years. Of course, they were not so easy to die. A cloud of smoke emerged from their bodies and turned into a strange head with a hideous appearance and twice as big as the katsura. The six monsters were filled with panic in their eyes.
The ancient god monster screamed, opened his mouth and sucked it, together with the inner elixir and the two demon corpses, sucked it into his body, plucking up his remaining energy, and flapping his wings to escape.
Shen Yuanjing hummed, threw out three treasure rings with blue, red and yellow colors, and flashed forward, and circled them on the wings and neck of the demon bird. He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the treasure ring on his neck flashed in a brilliant color, showing the shape of clouds, thunder, dragons and tigers.
The ancient god monster had pain in his eyes, screamed and spit out two clouds of smoke. It was the souls of the Wuhua father and son. In the treasure light, both eyes were dull and only stared in front of him, without blinking, like clay sculptures and wood sculptures.
Ling hurriedly rubbed two Taiyi divine thunders and shattered the souls of the two demon corpses.
The strange bird cried out in a whine, eager to avenge the Lord, and thought that the enemy is very powerful today. Once the two demon corpses die, they will definitely not escape. Anyway, they will not be spared, so they will fight to the death.
As soon as it spread its wings, the two treasure rings were shining brightly. When it was pulled in, it screamed loudly, fell on the stone couch and rolled on it, shaking its wings desperately to take it out.
Shen Yuanjing smiled and said, "My three-talent Qingning Circle is a rare treasure in the Heavenly Mansion. How can you break free by casually? If it weren't for your loyalty and righteousness, my mansion still lacked a divine beast to protect the house, how could you keep you?"
While speaking, the ancient god beast was tortured by this magic weapon and dying. He ignored it and said to the other three: "These two old monsters have been entrenched here for thousands of years, and I don't know if there are any treasures left behind. I want to treat the beginning and end of the earthly lungs in this cooking. Please take care of the three fellow Taoists."
Yu Luan smiled and said, "Last time I got help from fellow Taoists, I suppressed the disaster and gave it to the cave. I have already gained a lot. How dare I ask for it again? Please ask for it by two fellow Taoists."
Ling Hun laughed and said, "As soon as he saw that Fellow Daoist Yu was a rich man, not like my wife, two poor people, I wouldn't be polite." After that, he went to find the treasure with Cui Wugu.
Shen Yuanjing first put away the two pots of lamp oil and took away three large cauldrons. As soon as the hub connecting the ground lungs opened, a big hole was revealed. The water, fire, wind and thunder under the heavy soil were less suppressed and could not stop surging upwards.
He took out the Jiuyi Cauldron and secretly used the mysterious skill. The cauldron quickly flew into the air, turning from the size of his palm to the size of a table, and turned it backwards. He recited the ancient spiritual texts and listened to the sound of all sounds, from thin to large, from the cauldron, circulating from the cauldron, striking a lot of noises, shaking the entire cave, as if it was about to collapse.
Then thousands of five-colored clouds flew up and swept down, falling into the eyes of the earth's lungs. In just a roll, water, fire, wind and thunder pulled out and entered the cauldron. The power of the earth's lungs was vented and rushed up violently, like a rushing river, with undecisive momentum.
After Linghun and his wife returned, it lasted for another half an hour. Shen Yuanjing hollowed out all the fireworks in a volcano, then put away the Jiuyi tripod and shook his head and said, "It's a pity that this treasure land will never be magical in the future."
Cui Wugu laughed and said, "Although there is no wind and fire inside, the ferocity will be removed as well. Then the ancient tomb is pushed down, and there is no gloomy. Within more than ten years, after several spring rains, green trees rise and flowers bloom, it is another scenic spot."
Shen Yuanjing nodded and asked with a smile: "You two are back so quickly, can you get a satisfactory harvest?"
"Bah!" Ling Hun took out an ancient pottery and said with two big, tall, black and shiny gourds, and said angrily: "These three things are only useful. I don't know what they are. The person who has been the leader is poorer than my beggar."
Chapter completed!