[That day, Taoist Wenjing finally recalled the fear of the ancestor of the Styx being destroyed by heaven.]
Seeing the beam of light breaking through the boundless darkness, Wen Jingdao's heart thrust hard.
After being smashed several times, Lingshan was built with a lot of precious materials, and it was like thin paper, and was directly penetrated by this beam of light!
Several old Taoists tried to stop the light and melted instantly;
The Saint Cunti personally took action and exhausted the spiritual power of this beam of light at the cost of a Dharma body and arm...
This scene is very similar to the time when the Heavenly Punishment came to the sea of ​​blood!
At that time, it was also like a pillar of thunder. The pure and violent spiritual power directly evaporated the sea of ​​blood. The ancestor of the Styx fell, and the Shura clan declined from prosperity, and their blood mosquito clan was forced to leave the sea of ​​blood.
This happened in Lingshan...
Like, it's really similar.
However, it has nothing to do with her.
Just now, Wen Jingxianzhi captured the words of his concubine and Fairy Yunxiao. At this moment, he knew that the jade statue of Fairy Yunxiao was a small thing refined by Lord Xingjun.
Baubles...
Alas, Lord Xingjun, she is just a little mosquito from the People's Education, not the commander of the Western Education!
How can we fight this Western teaching?
The saint's Dharma body was broken, and although it was quickly condensed, overall, Western religions had lost people and lost formations.
The saint was inexplicably embarrassed when facing the inexplicable magical powers produced by the inexplicable jade statue!
The human-shaped magic weapon that Fairy Yunxiao suddenly sacrificed was really a bit terrifying.
The light seemed to contain some ultimate and pure avenue, penetrated the universe and destroyed the rules, and brought countless gaps along the way. When colliding with the saint's Dharma body, it seemed to be about to burst, but it was suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth.
Such a state of Taoism as Wen Jing, such experience as Wen Jing, will naturally realize the horror of such magic weapons.
If there were five or ten jade-like magic weapons, they shot at the saint's dojo, and the saint had to show up and take it, they would be really injured by such magic weapons!
After one shot, the jade statue began to shrink slowly...
Wen Jing came to her senses at this time, hid in the ground, looked up at the figure of the great master, and showed an intoxicating smile on her lips.
Da ~ Concubine~ Today, she is still facing the handsomeness and strength of the saint.
"Commander," the sound of the ferocious beast from Hongmeng came from behind, "It seems that it is a bit bad, are we planning early?"
Wen Jing frowned and looked at the female scorpion who was sending her voice to him, snorted coldly, and replied:
"Don't hold me if I want to die!
All the saints are ants under them. Today, the saints are here, why are they afraid of the many powerful people in the sages?"
Just sending a message, Wen Jing whispered: "I am afraid that the dead will wait here, and I will go and receive punishment after the war.
I, but I didn’t force you anything.”
In various underground caves, pairs of eyes were lit up, and strands of fierce aura echoed, but they were locked here by the formation.
They were considered ambushers, but they were just watching the show at this moment.
After the terrifying spiritual beam dissipated, the cracks in the universe were quickly filled, and the heavenly way showed the interlaced rules of the avenue, as if they had completely wrapped the place so as not to really break Xiniu Hezhou in the war.
The Jie Sect was the first to win the lead, and most of the pressure of the Western saints was offset. The Jie Sect immortals surrounded from all directions took action almost at the same time, and countless streams of light burst out and bombarded the Lingshan front.
The second leader of the Western Sect, Taoist Zhunti, snorted coldly, and his Dharma body snorted out a halo, covering the core area of ​​Lingshan in a blink of an eye. The countless streams of light were instantly blocked from flying.
On the side of Lingshan, the old Taoist immortal and the saint disciple Dao's heart is great!
At this moment!
Master Xuandu and Taoist Duobao heard a sound at the same time. The two senior brothers looked at each other and rushed towards the Kaitian Zhitao!
The disciples of Lingshan were about to fight forward immediately, but the seven-treasure wonderful trees suddenly appeared in front of Zhunti, sweeping the disciples of Lingshan straight down from the air, and even took the opportunity to "ban" the magic weapons in the hands of many Jie Sect immortals.
Just after the hand was raised, the Chaos Bell and Tai Chi Diagram attacked at the same time!
First, I heard a bell ringing, and gray light waves swept across the sky above Lingshan;
The yin and yang energy of Tai Chi diagram are activated by itself, and the yin and yang Tai Chi diagram turns into a 'three-dimensional' from the 'plane'. The yin and yang Pisces continue to chase in balance, and instantly spread out the black and white Taoist rhyme.
Time, the universe!
Time, space.
Just as the masters were watching, in the precious light that burst out from the marquis and Taoist Duobao, in the thin old man above the nine heavens, he flicked the fingers of the thin old man above the nine heavens...
A black light ball flashed and disappeared, with the Dharma body of Saint Cunti and its inner body, the great master and Taoist Master Duobao, the Chaos Bell and the Tai Chi diagram, strangely disappeared!
"Form a formation!"
A famous Western disciple shouted angrily, but immediately realized that they had no support from the power of the saint.
But the Jie Cult offensive has resurfaced!
This time, no saint can resist them...
Chaos war broke out, and strong immortals fought.
The spiritual energy surged, and the gods and ghosts trembled.
The magical powers poured down, and the universes everywhere in Lingshan were twisted, and figures exploded in the fairy light.
The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit took the lead, showed her Dharma body and urged her to develop magic weapons. She fought against four Western disciples alone and was not inferior to the disadvantages.
The Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit held a jade flute and played a series of soul-catching sounds, which was completely different from her obedient, quiet, ignorant and simple performance when she was not fighting.
Qiongxiao held the golden dragon scissors and followed the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, and released ancient dragons to bite them from time to time.
And there is Wudang, Lu Yue, Qin Wan...
A famous master of Jie Sect showed his magical powers. Lingshan relied on the ground-level formation and was also sticking to it step by step, trying to delay the time until the saint's return.
There were two layers of films in the world at some point, but they faintly protected the sky and the earth to prevent the ancient tragedy from happening again.
During the chaos, a small insect flew around and drilled into the sleeve of the fairy Yunxiao, and soon appeared on Yunxiao's shoulder again, and began to whisper:
"Yun, don't rush forward so far, be careful to get caught in a siege."
"Be careful that there are magic weapons flying here."
"It's better to go back and guard the jade statue, wait for the jade statue array to restart and make the final decision..."
Yunxiao's cold face was a little helpless. Seeing that there were stable victory in Jie Jiaoxian everywhere, he slowed down his pace and used Hunyuan Jin Dou to continuously rescue his injured fellow disciples.
That little bug...
Since then, Li Changshou has become.
He came with the great wizard, took advantage of the Hundred-fold spiritual cannon to attract all the immortals' attention, and quietly mingled to Yunxiao.
Li Changshou’s purpose at this moment is very clear, which is to prevent problems before they happen and prevent Yunxiao from falling into crisis.
The reason why the Jie Cult started the war was that he operated it with one hand. When the situation was unfavorable, it was also his script that helped the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother turn the situation around and force the Western saints to outlaw the saints;
The previous situation was his arrangement. It was his teacher who took action to get the Saint of Zhunti, and his senior brother who helped to resist the Saint of Zhunti.
If the Jie Sect asks him, the "Referee of the Gods", to show up to help fight with the Western Sect, it would be purely a moral kidnapping.
In fact, Li Changshou didn't want to come here, but he had a firm hand in hand, letting Kong Xuan stay at Xiaoqiongfeng to avoid making cause and effect with the Western religion, and also came in person and mingled beside Yunxiao as a bodyguard.
By the way, when the end is not good, help me teach you the end.
There is only so much that an ordinary saint disciple can do.
By the way, Li Changshou was just reminded of the great master and Duobao, and he said the same sentence—
[Sages cannot die].
Yunxiao shuttled through the outside of the battle, constantly taking action to connect an injured Jie Sect Fairy into the Hunyuan Jin Dou, but her role was more prominent than her directly forward to kill the enemy.
Seeing that the situation was stable, Jie Cult gradually broke through various battle formations in Lingshan. She also began to intertwined thoughts with Li Changshou and exchanged several questions.
"Just, did the Tai Chi diagram and the Chaos Bell move away from the Saint Cundi?"
Yunxiao asked in confusion.
Li Changshou laughed and said, "If the Tai Chi diagram and Chaos Bell held by the teacher and uncle, you can easily move the saint away, but the most treasure of the Kaitian is not a saint, and it is impossible to exert its true strength.
Just now, it was actually the teacher who took action secretly, but it was just borrowing the Tai Chi diagram and the Chaos Bell to resonate with it."
Yun Xiao was silent for a while and focused on rescuing several troubled fairies of the Jie Sect, and asked again:
"I'm a little worried about my elder brother."
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Duobao is thinking well. Even if the Ancestral Sect comes to Lingshan today, he will not dare to protect Lingshan openly, let alone deal with Brother Gongming at this critical moment."
Li Changshou thought for a moment and said, "However, it is difficult to rely on Brother Gongming to delay time to report the news. The Ancestor should have already started to set off here at this time.
They don’t want Western masters to be beaten up.”
Yunxiao sighed: "You were eventually implicated in this matter."
"Who can protect himself by Taoism?" Li Changshou asked with a smile, and the little bug turned into a slim shoulder and stared at everywhere.
Many of the Western sects have begun to be injured, and the speed of reducing personnel is getting faster and faster.
At this moment, the bell sounded from the Western Sect, and two more groups of masters rushed out from deep, but their strength was not as powerful as those who could not be called great powers.
To make up the numbers.
Li Changshou's immortal consciousness swept over and soon noticed Wen Jing and the ferocious beasts lurking underground. He whispered a few words to Yunxiao, and Yunxiao began to concentrate on guarding against the attack of the ferocious beasts in Hongmeng.
After another moment, Western religions retreated step by step.
When the Jie Cult came, Taoist Wen Jing was ordered to bring the ferocious beasts of Hongmeng and the remains of the ancient monsters, lurking secretly under the Lingshan Mountain, waiting for the war to break out.
At this moment, Wen Jing finally received the order to assist in the war, and personally led the remaining troops to attack the back of the Iron Bucket Array of Jie Cult, disturbing the enemy for a while, immediately retreating, restraining the Immortal of Jie Cult.
Li Changshou's mind was partially focused on several paper Taoist people, so he was coordinating the overall situation and seizing the opportunity.
Suddenly, a jade talisman was broken in the sleeve, but it was Long Ji who was sending the message;
She could no longer delay the Yuxu Palace.
The Immortals of the Chan Sect came to Lingshan. How long Zhao Gongming could delay would determine how many masters could be left in the Western Sect.
Almost at the same time, Li Changshou noticed a stream of light flying from the reincarnation tower in the underworld;
On the edge of the prehistoric world, the Paper Taoist felt the fluctuations of fighting that were getting closer and closer to the prehistoric world.
The saints were guided to find out that it was too clean and plotted. Lingshan was already destroyed and rushed back to the Five Continents at all costs, but was steadily blocked by the leader of Tongtian.
Li Changshou was actually waiting and searching at this moment.
Maitreya is a trouble in his heart. If he could appear in Lingshan today, Li Changshou would naturally appear to fight him.
In addition, Jin Peng lurked in the sky, waiting for Maitreya to appear.
If this senior brother Lingshan would not even come to such a big battle today...
That's really too cold.
...
Yuxu Palace, in the main hall.
Long Ji held a jade cup and took a sip of Yuquan tea, immediately showing a bit of admiration.
At this time, the hall was empty, with only the fairies of Yaochi brought by Long Ji and two generals from the Golden Immortal Realm of the Heavenly Court.
Next to Longji, there is a twelve golden immortals who stay here to accompany him, and he is the Taoist of Cihang.
The stream of lights rose from outside the hall, but Long Ji was quite calm.
Taoist Cihang sat quietly beside him, with a little curiosity in his eyes, and suddenly he sent a message to inquire:
"How long has Lord Xingjun set a delay for fellow Taoist? Seeing that fellow Taoist is so relaxed, is it that Lord Xingjun's calculations are enough?"
Long Ji blinked gently and smiled, "I don't understand what you said in a good way.
The master did not plan anything, but asked me to send more gifts to apologize for the previous incident of Deputy Leader Lan Deng.
After all, although the master eliminated the spies from the Western Sect and maintained the reputation of Taoism that time, he lost the reputation of the Synod."
There are words in Long Ji's words, but they are sarcastic.
After hearing this, Taoist Cihang sighed without saying a word.
She was wearing a light blue Taoist robe, a white gauze scarf on her head, and was used to holding a whisk or a clean bottle in her hand. At this moment, she frowned and sighed, but she also had the mood of compassion and tranquility.
Taoist Cihang thought about some words and whispered:
“We have our own difficulties in the Ayama Church.
Now the Jie Sect is overwhelming the Westernists, and it is really too powerful.
When the great disaster falls, the Taoist sect responds to the disaster. If I do not take some precautions and preparations, there are many immortals with evil intentions and misconduct in the Jie Sect, so they will be in danger."
"I don't understand the great disaster," Long Ji smiled, "but the master said that I also seemed to be ready to deal with the disaster, and I don't know how to deal with it.
But in short, although the Jie Cult has many people and many powers, its luck is damaged and karma is plagued;
Although there are few disciples of the Chan Sect, their fortunes are prolonged and their merits and blessings are numerous.
The master once said that there are all ants under the saints, and the final direction of the dispute between great sects is determined by several saints.
From this perspective, the Academic Church may not be the weaker side.”
"oh?"
Taoist Cihang smiled and said, "It's the first time I heard this."
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist," Long Ji said, "When my family master has received the trust of the Tao of Heaven, he will naturally be impartial and preside over the great catastrophe of the gods.
Of course, these are what I said, and the teacher has never told me these."
Cihang smiled a little and didn't say more.
Princess Longji also lowered her head to drink tea, and had nothing to talk to with the twelve golden immortals.
The Yuxu Palace is quiet, and the saint's Taoist rhyme seems to be gradually becoming thinner. Long Ji is here to return to the immortals of the Anjiao Sect and continue to introduce the various treasures and gifts she brought.
Only when doing things starts and ends can you be considered safe.
Taoist Cihang pointed out a cloud mirror and stared at the movements of the immortals of the Chan Sect.
At this moment, Taoist Cihang and Long Ji happened to see each other, and the flowing lights stopped...
There was a water-blue light curtain between the heaven and earth ahead, which perfectly blocked the path of the immortals of the Chan Cult.
Just seeing the light curtain, there is no need to find the whereabouts of the twenty-four Dinghai Dinghai Dingzhu, Taoist Cihang has already recognized who the blocker is.
The eldest disciple of the Jie Sect, Zhao Gongming!
When the immortal light came up in Yuxu Palace, Zhao Gongming was shocked and sat down cross-legged, blocking the immortals on the way westward of the Yuxu Palace.
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Flowing lights flew over, and had to stop dozens of miles away from Zhao Gongming. The leaders were Guang Chengzi and the Twelve Golden Immortals.
Guangchengzi was unwilling to delay the time and immediately said, "Junior Brother Taiyi, go and ask Junior Brother Zhao Gongming what happened. Let's take a detour to the south!"
As soon as Guang Chengzi finished speaking, he turned around and took hundreds of immortals of the Chan Sect to rush on the way;
Taiyi Zhenren glanced at the corner of his mouth, calmly came out with his hands behind his back, and left Zhao Gongming.
Zhao Gongming muttered inwardly, but when he saw this, he immediately adjusted his strategy and opened his heart's "The Clash of One Hundred Types of Porcelain Collision". He was sitting cross-legged and suddenly opened his eyes.
His face was flushed, his lips were pale, and his whole body was trembling, as if he was in a state of devilishness!
"Who! Who speaks so loudly!"
Zhao Gongming roared lowly, then spit out a mouthful of blood, his beard was covered in blood, and he shouted in a trembling voice:
"Master, my disciple is injured... I can't go back."
Chapter completed!