Both Qi Shuming and Xuan Zhenzi's expressions changed drastically, and they passed on their voices to each other and said something without any idea.

Yu Luan urged the nine-curved Yellow River formation and flew up blue. Two yellow balls of light as big as wine glasses flashed in the silver sea of ​​stars and exploded immediately. The shock was violent, turning into countless blue-white flame lights, and people would be surrounded by them in the future.

A red lotus immediately appeared under the man, sitting cross-legged, and red light appeared around him, blocking all the flames outside and rushing downwards.

"Old Demon Honglian, you dare to come out!" Yu Luan shouted lightly, activate the formation, and the purple, white, golden and blue lights rolled down the next to stop the red lotus.

The old demon's voice was faint, and he came from the red lotus and said: "The true king of Qingxuan is very domineering and lawless. If he gets the golden ship to become a golden ship, no matter the right path, there is no place to stay in the world. He has to come in public or private."

His tone of speaking was not consistent with what he saw in Beim Mountain last time. Yu Luan was a little confused. Then he thought, or was disturbed by asceticism, and it was not the time to explore it. He changed the formation and swept forward, and the enemy was wrapped in the future.

The sand is as thin as silk, and it is full of sword energy, shuttled back and forth, rubbing around the red lotus. Every time it circles, the red light around the outside becomes thinner.

The old demon Honglian did not resist much, and only whispered: "Fellow Daoist Xuan Zhenzi, if you don't take full advantage of your efforts at this time, when will you wait?"

Xuan Zhenzi was silent, and his palm thunder shook the six flag gates, and suddenly shone golden light, piercing into the white mist, like morning light falling, golden inspiration, and redness rippling.

Under the collision, the silver light in the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation was shaking, and the red lotus was unstable, so the old demon asked to escape and head straight towards the golden ship again.

Yu Yingnan and four others flew to meet them, each of them sacrificing the flying swords, the four doors were shaking, and the sword energy was sniffed forward a few times, peeling off the magic light outside the Red Lotus three layers, stirring it up in the middle, and even squeezing the Red Lotus.

The old demon Honglian hurriedly activated his magic power to stabilize his body, and exclaimed: "The Zhuxian Sword Formation is indeed an unparalleled attack weapon in the world, but the murderous aura is too strong, and there is Gan Tianhe."

Deng Bagu sneered and said, "These words come from the mouth of you, the old demon, are like cats crying rats. The five demonic veins, and the other tribes do many evil deeds, how can you get as good as your Blood Sea Road?

If you hide in the sea of ​​stars, you can still survive for a while; now you are overestimating your own abilities and come to your door, then you will be unresponsible for us to take action and send you into the disaster."

The old demon kept silent and only stabilized the lotus platform. As the sword energy rose and fell, although the light of the protective body was constantly weakened, it could still be reborn, and it was no problem to support one or two hours.

Mi Mingniang said loudly: "This old demon has many tricks. Don't bother with him. Just use your tricks. Stop it earlier and then divide it with Emei."

She was the first to shake the Wuchen Sword, and an orange-yellow sword energy was like the last ray of sunshine at dusk, with solemnity and slashing. The other three people blew the sword lights in a row, and the red lotus shook continuously.

Seeing that the old demon had reached such a point, he was still trapped in the formation and refused to go further. He sighed and said aloud: "Monster, please take action."

"Dang", listen to a loud bell, resounding throughout the world, and the sound waves can arouse the deepest thoughts in people's hearts. No matter how formation, magic weapon, or protective magic light, they cannot be blocked. They enter the heart's heart, causing ups and downs and cannot be calm.

Although Shen Yuanjing entered the painting and sat upright on the golden bridge, he also looked at all directions and listened to the outside world. The sound of this bell cannot invade the ears, but not all disciples under the Qingxuan Sect can stop it.

Sure enough, except for Situ Ping and the ancient god Jiu, the other eight people were affected differently and were involuntarily slowing down.

The red lotus light surged, and it rotated on the spot, and red lights sprinkled, like a river pouring down, causing a turbulence in the sword formation. The old demon took this opportunity to escape.

The ancient god dove roared lightly, shaking the shadow sword, and the gray light rushed down, cutting the void around the red lotus into pieces, but a red light fell into it and was annihilated in an instant.

He occupied the main position and urged his magic power to attract it. The other three swords shook, and they emitted sword energy and fell like raindrops. They were dense and urgent, and the offensive was even more fierce than before.

Zen Master Dazhi rang the ancient bell again. Yang Dada, Shang Fengzi and others, who were originally able to compete with Emei disciples by relying on the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation, even though they fought with all their might, their minds were still covered with a layer of gauze. They could not sense it and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Zhuge warned me and said loudly: "They are exhausted, junior brother and sister, please follow me to set up the formation!" He took a step forward and set up the seven sword cultivation formation with Qi Lingyun and seven others.

There were dozens of Emei young and old, and six snowflake formations, seven-star formations, etc., each forming their own rows. Several disciples under the Qingxuan Sect were caught off guard and were trapped in it, and the situation immediately reversed.

Now Shen Yuanjing ordered the sweeping of demons and snatch Emei's achievements, which gave them time and tempered the Taoist methods. Moreover, there was no major sect in the world that could threaten Ningbiya, so that they would have no worries and could be fully dispatched today.

Situ Ping was urging the Haotian Baojian to fight with Lingcuifeng, but he couldn't escape. The only one of the ancient gods and gods was the one who presided over the Zhuxian Sword Formation to siege the old demon Honglian, while awakening Yu Yingnan and the other three, saying:

"This place is enough for me and Senior Sister Mi. Senior Sister Yu and Senior Sister Deng, you two should help Senior Brother and others to defend the enemy."

After saying that, he divided the shadow sword into one and landed in the west. Mi Mingniang immediately realized that a clone of the Wuchen sword appeared in the east.

Yu Yingnan and Deng Bagu immediately soared into the sky, first a sword light broke out, and drove away several small formations of Emei Sect, and rescued several trapped fellow disciples; then, one after another, each holding two flying swords and surrounded Zen Master Dazhi.

"You are bald, and you are all evil magic that confuses your mind and attacks secretly, without any mercy. If you are not a demon, I am afraid that the Buddha will not believe it."

Deng Bagu scolded: "Today, let you know that the tricks of ghosts are ultimately not as good as those of dignified methods, and I will take my sword."

She shook the Snow Po Sword, and the white ice and cold light sword energy shot out and landed on the ancient bell. The frost was dyed with copper shells, and the bell sounded no longer. For a moment, Yang Da and others woke up and urged the magic weapon and Taoism to slightly reverse the situation.

At this time, the overflowing light of Guangcheng Jin Ship jumped violently, and the light flowed, reflecting the connection between the light and shadow around it. In addition, the white fog and silver light was turbulent, and the light of the thunder and fire was flashing constantly, which was very gorgeous.

The old demon Honglian sighed and said, "After all, I have to use this magic weapon." Then he saw a blood-red cushion falling outside the red lotus. In a flash, he became huge, holding the ancient god Jiu, Mi Mingniang and the Zhuxian Sword Formation on his head.

The blood-colored silk thread on the cushion seemed to be burned by fire, twitching urgently, showing a huge pool of blood, which was bottomless.

The first thing that blew out was a group of celestial beings with a radius on their heads and wings on their backs. Then various dragon species roared and flew over, dark clouds and thunder surging; followed by Yasha, Gandapo, Asura, Garura, Kinnara, and Maholaga appeared one by one.

The eight heaven and dragons all have solemn temperaments and compassionate eyes. If it weren't for the bloody sky and the fierce light of the Dharma, it would have made people think that it was the arrival of a Buddhist monk.

These evil things were led by the commander, and they all roared in all directions, blocking all the sword energy of Zhuxian. The blood pool also shone red, and fixed the four swords in place, allowing the old demon Honglian to flash out of the formation and land on the Guangcheng Jin ship.

He stretched out his hand first, and a blood light was like an arrow, shooting towards the golden spider who was struggling to hold the ship. Although there was Taiyi Wuyanluo outside, the golden spider was still slightly frightened. When he retreated, the golden ship shook three times.

The second-generation elders and third-generation disciples of Emei knew that at the critical moment, they gritted their teeth and formed formations to hold the Qingxuan Sect tightly. The essence of the gorge was hidden in the interweaving light and treasures, and the clouds in the sky were all illusioned into a brilliant color.

"Oh!" Shen Yuanjing sighed and said, "After all, I have to wait a little longer, and I am not anxious." He secretly sent a message to Yu Luan, without using his backhand.

He came down from the Golden Bridge, landed outside the painting, and took action from afar, blocking the second blood arrow that the old Red Lotus Demon shot at the Golden Spider. However, the Golden Spider was frightened and relieved his strength, and it was no longer possible to drag the Guangcheng Golden Ship.

The hull began to sway violently and slowly sink. Shen Yuanjing had no golden intention around him. He stretched out his hand to brush it, but the painting did not move at all and could not be removed.

He did not miss it, flew straight out, landed on the deck, and said to the old demon hidden in the red lotus: "Fellow Taoist surrounds Wei and saves Zhao, which is a good way."

The old demon chuckled and did not take action, saying, "If I go to the cabin, I naturally don't dare to face the enemy head-on with my fellow Taoists. I can only use some small tricks at the moment, and I feel ashamed."

Shen Yuanjing looked up and saw that Gu Shenjiu and Mi Mingniang were trapped in a sea of ​​blood and could not be surpassed for a while; Yu Yingnan and Deng Bagu were covered by the bronze bell, and their actions became more and more urgent; the rest of Yang Da and others were also slightly embarrassed.

He said: "My fellow Taoist's power has turned the situation upside down, so why be humble? With you here today, this matter cannot be continued. I will take a step back, so why bother."

He raised his hand to roll the golden spider and the grain ship, put it in his sleeve, and then took the flying sword and rushed up, hitting the bronze bell, pushing it up thousands of feet high, flying straight into the dark clouds, making a bell ring, breaking a big hole.

The rain is like a silver arrow, as the moonlight revealed from the clouds shot down obliquely, blending into the hazy white mist and silver ripples. The strange light shines and beautiful shadows float in the sky, which is spectacular.

The old demon Red Lotus collected the blood cushion, and the ancient god Jiu and Mi Mingniang escaped and wanted to take action, but was stopped by Shen Yuanjing, and recalled Yu Yingnan and Deng Bagu in the air, saying aloud:

"Monkey Dazhi, after today, no matter whether you hide in the Sea of ​​Stars or Emei, I will always come to you and send you to the Western Paradise."

His long sleeves shook, turned into huge numbers, rolling Yu Luan, Yang Da and others who had stopped, turned into a purple rainbow light, and headed straight north.

With a loud "boom", the Guangcheng Golden Ship sank and instantly sank into the river. A huge vortex is now in the middle of the river, pulling everything around it into it.

"Not good!" Qi Shuming hurriedly urged his fellow disciples and hid aside from afar. When he turned around, the old demon Honglian was no longer seen.
Chapter completed!