Chapter 429 Mixed Yuanzhu is useless, and the guest jumps down
"Kake, you have been famous for a long time! In those years, he competed with the central imperial dynasty for the world, and he was also a hero. He went abroad and became the king himself. How free and happy he was, but he also came to the muddy water of the Jiumo family. He didn't know that one step was wrong and the step was wrong. What's more, your overseas thirty-six islands are full of ghosts and demons. If you really die here, won't you turn into ghosts sooner or later!!"
In the rolling yellow clouds, Wang Chan's voice came from afar. As he spoke, he also calculated in his heart, "This man's Taoism is extraordinary, and his cultivation is above me. Even if he relies on nine yellow springs, it will take countless efforts to kill him completely. What's more, there are so many enemies next to him. He is really entangled, forcing him to fight for his life. Come on, I'm afraid that the Jiu Moroshi on the other side is going to escape. It's really not worth it. It's better to warn first. If you don't listen, you have to work harder!!"
It turned out that after Wang Chan broke through the dark clouds in the sky, he hit his backhand, released a piece of water of the yellow spring, and broke the opponent's Baichuan clean bottle to pieces. When he turned around, he saw the guests in the East China Sea. He was ashamed and angry, with muscles on his face **, and he kept reciting the mantra in his mouth. Although his voice was subtle, it shook the void, as if Lei Yin faintly knew immediately that the other party was going to be desperate and fight with himself.
Sure enough, after the blink of an eye, the voice of the bee fell, and a large red spiritual light flew up from the back of his head, clear and pure. In the spiritual light stood a little man more than three feet high, like a physical body. His hands were imprinted on his chest, and he held up a three-legged and two-eared bronze tripod furnace, which had just been lifted. At the top of the head, there was a thunderstorm immediately. Nine fire dragons flew out of the tripod, wandering in the air, spitting red light in the mouth, and the audience was full of high-pitated dragons.
"This begbled guest has been a Taoist for thousands of years and has dominated the East China Sea. It really lives up to its reputation. Unexpectedly, he has this treasure in his hand!!" The Venerable Hongyang saw that the East China Sea bearded guests were ashamed and angry. He suddenly released the shen and drove an antique bronze tripod furnace. His eyes suddenly turned and he was surprised. He knew that this thing was extraordinary. It was a fairy thing, called "Kowloon Burning Furnace", but it was a magic weapon that the medieval warlock Xu Junfang passed on to the world. Later, Xu Junfang went overseas, leaving Taoism and nowhere to be found. This tripod furnace also fell into the hands of the guests with a roll of heavenly books, and immediately became the treasure of his life for thousands of years.
The Jiulong Burning Furnace was Xu Junfang's time to melt everything and seek the elixir, so it took thousands of years. First, he broke through the nine-day wind and went to the sea of stars to collect the western white real gold, and then crossed the void on a star with the yuan god, communicating with the white tiger forging for more than 360 years, and finally with the book. The mana stirred up the thunder and fire in the morning, and then on the peak of the Notre Dame, the highest peak in northern Xinjiang, was closed for a hundred years and formed.
After the famine, the immortal way emerged, and the practitioners returned to the truth. In addition to meditation and understanding the mystery, many people with spare power also supplemented the way of external elixir. With the help of oral elixir, they are in line with their own methods and practice at home and abroad. In the Middle Ages, it was a time when Taoist magicians were doing their way, and the art of alchemy was the most prosperous. Xu Junfang, as one of the most famous masters of the time, was naturally particularly good at this way.
"Taoist friends have refined the magic spirit of Huangquan in their bodies and are proficient in the secret methods of ghosts and Taoism, but I just underestimated it! As for everything on the Peach Blossom Island on Fusang Island, it was originally doomed. Fortunately for me and lost my life, how can I take it to heart? At that time, there will naturally be a result. If Taoist friends want to use this to persuade me, they don't need it. As a descendant of the ancestor of Yuantu, I will also use the relics of the previous master today. Let's see how much you have got the true biography of the ancestor. Whether it is life or death, it is also a proof.
I suffered several losses under Wang Chan one after another, and even two or three magic weapons were broken. How can this Donghai be willing to rest? After saying the words, the spiritual light above his head is just a roll. The three-foot Yuanshen immediately flew into the air with the tripod furnace in his hand. At that time, the wind and thunder rolled, the dragon shook the sky, and the red spiritual light flew. Nine fire dragons rose in the wind one by one, turned into a hundred feet long, and gathered around Wang Chan together.
In an instant, the eyes were full of wind, thunder and fire. The yellow clouds of Wang Chan were wrapped in the middle by nine fire dragons in a blink of an eye. After a moment, the sky was full of fire, and the form suddenly changed, and it seemed that even the void was burning.
Wang Chan narrowed his eyes and immediately operated his mana to look around. At a glance, he could not touch the sky or the ground. Outside the yellow clouds, there was a piece of fire light surging, and the fire dragons flipped and swam, spewing fire light of various colors from between their minions, between the scales, and even everywhere on the whole body.
Some of these fires are pure green, some are as pale as paper, cold and bone-cut, and they collide with each other. Wonderful changes occur all the time, collapsing out of tens of millions of fist-sized Mars, splashing like a storm, mixed with a lot of dense, the size of an ant. Weird runes and so on rise with the fire and move with the fire. They know that this is a "wind and fire god spell" specially used by Taoists to melt everything to remove impurities and return to the original. Now there is only a secret legend in the Bajing Palace, the holy place of the Taoist ancestral court. Unexpectedly, in the Middle Ages, Xu Junfang was also proficient in this.
This is wrapped in the middle of nine fire dragons, which is equivalent to the whole person falling into the Kowloon incinerator. Wang Chan senses and communicates carefully. From time to time, he only feels that the vitality outside his body is thin. The Taoist firelight is like an invisible chain, locking the four corners of heaven and earth, constantly compressing his space. If it hadn't been the Huangquan gun. The source of Huang Yunyuan is endless, and the magic spirit is extremely abundant. Only this time, he will be immediately refined to death by the tripod furnace of the guest, and the divine form will be destroyed.
Seeing this situation, Ailao Mountain and the couple, who had never seen all their strength before, also took the flying swords and fell on one side to watch. Although this place is not small, after all, it is under the Laoshan Mountain, covered by a dark river. It is really difficult for several masters who have achieved Yuan gods to fight.
At this time, Jiu Morosh was also condescending, looking at his eyebrows. After a while, he turned around and talked to the Hongyang: "I just thought that this Wang Chan had been inherited by the Yuantu ancestor for only a few months. Even if the genius was a genius, it was difficult to condense the yuan god, but he didn't expect that this son not only had a deep mana, but also concluded the yuan god, but also held a strange treasure. If it hadn't been for the messenger to tell me that I was on guard, I'm afraid I would have been taken by him and let my Jiumo family be destroyed.
The Venerable Hongyang sneered when he heard the words: "The ancestor of Yuantu is invincible in the world. All the magic power passed down is the highest method in the world. Even if a pig and a dog learns it, he can also become a demon king and a demon saint. What's more, this boy somehow refined a large amount of Huangquan qi in his body, but even so, if it hadn't been for the god in his hand. Gun, in terms of cultivation alone, I think any of us can beat him!"
"It's just that you can be bullied when you are young, and easy to be deceived. I was coaxed by a few words and I will be dizzy. At that time, I will peep at another opportunity to kill you. I will search for the soul and force you to ask the secret of the inheritance of the Beidou Tiangong. After several hundred years of isolation, my Jiumo family can't say that it is the lord of Dongyi, and it is not impossible to be the co-owner of the world. However, this person is tenacious and difficult to give in. Once his mind is settled, he will definitely not look back. Now that since he wants to kill me, if he can't do it, I will kill him again. Why don't you tell me to sleep and eat in the future? How can we achieve great achievements and ancestral dreams in advance?
The uneasiness in Jiu Moroshi's heart is getting stronger and stronger. He is that his family understands his own affairs, and he also knows that Yuan Tu's ancestor's magic power is terrible and powerful. Generations and people have been slaves have always been the thorn in the heart of his family for more than ten generations. If Yuan Tu's ancestor had not suddenly appeared, he would have fallen into Yinshan. At the top, he won't have thought so much.
And this time, in the Ming Dynasty, one of the king's cities has been completely killed by Wang Chan. Now he has come to us. He whispered his words to **, but he is unmoved, and it has no effect at all. Now I have completely broken my mind. Only by making up my mind to kill Wang Chan can I get out of this big trouble.
Especially now, it seems that Wang Chan's magic power is unexpectedly powerful, which makes Jiu Morosh have a bad feeling in his heart.
"Red Yang messenger, this son must die here today, otherwise he will be a disaster!" Jiu Moroshi remembered that a broken jade knife was caught by Wang Chan with his bare hands. When his eyes swept over him, he seemed to be looking at a dead body. Suddenly, a cold wave surged violently in his heart, which made him tremble all over his body. Then he gritted his teeth and became ferocious: "Since ancient times, The general trend of the world is that if it is divided for a long time, it will be united, and if it is united for a long time, it will be divided. There has never been a dynasty that can exist forever. Even the heavenly court in ancient times has collapsed, not to mention the small people. The world is the world of the people of the world, and the feng shui takes turns. When I came to my house this year, the Jiumo family is the noble surname of the human race. How can I not control the world? I, Jiu Moro Shi, am talented and I have a destiny. How can I be afraid of this man?
When the Venerable Hongyang saw that Jiu Moroshi's face changed, he didn't know what the man was planning in his heart. When he heard the words, he also nodded, "This boy has yellow spring water on his body. Although the guest can trap him, it's only for a while. It can't last long. If everyone takes action, it's just a small matter to beat him. But I'm afraid it's not easy to kill, unless my mother is here to kill her clean!"
"My mother has been practicing the white lotus holy law in her vacuum hometown for many years. What else can I do?" Jiu Moroshi frowned tightly. He accidentally met the lifeless mother of Yuanshen when he was out. Although the process was not enough to be known to outsiders, the situation of meeting was by no means pleasant. The immortal mother was as high as a god. In addition to that time, after that, the two sides planned cooperation, and the vacuum road sent many masters to join the Jiumo family, which gradually penetrated, causing him to be greatly hindered by orders for many times.
However, the cooperation between the two sides is to take what they need and use each other, which is nothing to complain about. But if he did it again, Jiu Moroshi didn't want to see his lifeless mother again. Fortunately, since that time, Wusheng's mother has only passed on a few magical power and half a volume of incomplete "holding the wonders after the wind", and since then she has not summoned him.
Now that the Venerable Hongyang said that he would invite the unborn mother to take action, Jiu Morosh was naturally reluctant.
"The spirit of Huangquan is the foundation of the ghost road in the world. Except for the Yanmo Road of the Shanyin Ghost Kingdom, it seems that only the legendary ancient Wu family specialized in the ghost road after death, so as to become a ghost fairy. This boy has obtained all the methods of the Beidou Heavenly Palace, and the magic secrets have emerged one after another. Fortunately, his cultivation is still shallow at this time. When he looks at the world, there are many people who can control him. But those people are all masters of one side except for the masters of the six holy places. It is difficult for you and me to move. The rest can have some hope. Except for the old mother herself, the red flower ghost mother of the poisonous dragon pool and the great witch sect of the heavenly witch temple can kill him, but the distant water can't quench the thirst. Finally, outside this Laoshan Mountain, the Chichi River hides behind the wind. As long as this person can be lured into it, it will be difficult for him not to die.
"This is also difficult. The secret collection after the wind. Since I found a little clue, several generations of people have repeatedly sent masters to explore, but they have never been able to see a trace of the mystery, and the eight arrays after the wind have endless changes. They are always moving. They want to locate in a hurry, and It's really not reliable to lead this person to the middle. Jiu Moroshi meditated for a moment and shook his head slowly.
But he heard the Venerable Hongyang say solemnly, "If I can't kill him now, after three or five years, he will be refined into the magic power of the Beidou Heavenly Palace. Looking back, he is another Yuantu ancestor, who dominates the world, and no one dares to provoke him. At that time, not only will I suffer, but I'm afraid that I can't deal with him by inviting my mother."
"What should I do about this? Could it be that we are going to be destroyed because of this person, and we will never come out?
"That's not necessarily?" The Venerable Hongyang smiled: "This man can't act lawless. He not only practiced a hundred times outside the king city of Daxia, but also plundered the young son of King Wen and had a grudge against Xu Wenzong. He was already a bad relationship with the country of Daxia. Sooner or later, someone will look for him for bad luck. In addition, I also inferred from some clues that this person may be the real culprit who destroyed the altar on Dingjun Mountain, and whether it is true or not, as long as we secretly inform Jinwu Mountain of the news and fall to the nine mountain masters under the palace gate, even if any one of them takes action, the boy will be doomed.
"This is a way. However, the Jinwu Mountain is hundreds of thousands of miles away from here. Among the mountains, there are four fields. I don't know how many scattered demons along the way. It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil. If it is not good, it will fight a lot, which will inevitably cause a lot of trouble. Jinwu Mountain is blocked by the palace magic. Even the disciples in the door, it is difficult to get in and out without a token, not to mention even if I found it. Can I see the people like the masters of the nine mountains, or two words?
"If this doesn't work, we can only fill it with our lives. Later, all five of us will take action and besiege desperately. You can make the good players of the clan, prepare thunder rockets and break the crossbow. If it really doesn't work, just destroy the underground palace and press him under the mountain!"
"If it really doesn't work, it has to be like this!" Jiu Morosh is a real hero. With one thought, he didn't care about the surname and fate of his own people at all. As long as he can defeat Wang Chan's heart, no matter how many people die, it's not a pity. However, immediately after that, Jiu Moro Shi suddenly smiled: "According to my news, the daughter of Sikong Chiyan, the owner of Chiwu Mountain, is now in the palace of the Great Xiawang City..."
As soon as the words fell, I heard a sudden burst of dragons in the field. The wind roared and thundered, and the flames burned the sky. The sound seemed to cry in the night, and the ghosts cried, and it was like gurgling water. The wind and clouds surged. The dim yellow treasure lights gradually passed through the firelight, shaking the spirit of heaven and earth of the whole space, and even the red sun covered him first. "Red Cabernet Sauvignon" was shaken by the afterglow and trembled. Then I heard a loud roar, like a bolt from the blue, full of light, infinite fire clouds, and even nine huge fire dragons were forced away by a strong force, revealing an empty space of several acres in the middle. I only saw a yellow cloud rolling, wrapped in a dim yellow water, and the water rippled, like hanging high in the air. A lake.
In addition, Wang Chan's people have disappeared. No matter how several people operate their mana, they can't see a little shadow when they look carefully with the shen.
Since the strange moment, another change came out in that scene. In the ripples of the water, a touch of green suddenly appeared on the surface of the water.
A touch of clear light was born out of nothing. In a blink of an eye, a big bud grew. Then the flowers and leaves swayed and opened one after another. The twelve petals trembled and turned into a huge green lotus. In the middle of the lotus heart, ninety-nine lotus seeds are circled, and a young man in a black robe appeared in the middle, with beautiful eyebrows and a long gun on his knees. It's not Wang Chan or which one!!
At the same time, the squid guest shen in the East China Sea held the Kowloon burning furnace high, slowly rotating, and the firelight was flying, like a flame pouring out of the world, galling around the big water on all sides, like a dog biting a turtle, there was no way to start, but the body stood hundreds of feet away, spitting a mouthful of energy, spraying the yuan god through the air, and the eyes were round. He opened, his gills trembled, and a pair of horizontal eyebrows came out of the sheath like a sword. He was murderous, and his hands also pinched the magic spell. He was using all his strength to suppress Wang Chan here.
It turned out that the guest was ashamed and angry, and finally released the yuan god, used the original magic weapon Kowloon to burn the sky furnace, transformed into nine fire dragons, and sacrificed Wang Chan but the elixir. At the foot of the mountain, it blocked all directions, and there was a steady stream of fire. Wang Chanren was in it and operated the manna power to protect his body, although he would not be injured immediately. However, it is difficult to get rid of it for a while when it is captured by the void of this furnace. It is really powerful to know this fairy thing.
At present, he hurriedly urged the yuan god to combine with the precious green lotus to check the virtual and real changes around him. After a full meal, he saw a little eyebrows. Only then did he show his magic power. First, he urged the yellow spring gun to spray out a yellow spring water to protect his body, and then sink the precious green lotus into it to stimulate the mana and avoid the surrounding firepower. Then, the green lotus rose and bloomed, and the mana suddenly increased tenfold. On the contrary, it firmly locked the shen of the guest, and was always infected and corroded by his power of Huangquan.
Rao Shi's beaked guest dominated the East China Sea. Yuanshen had passed through seven heavenly disasters, but he was confused by the illusion of the water of Huangquan. He was locked around, but he only felt that people were in ghosts and his heart was shaken. No matter how he attacked, his soul was confused by some damage first.
Fortunately, the man is also a long-term person with rich experience. He knows that his yuan god fell into the fantasy of the yellow spring. If he can't control it, he will not pay attention, the yuan god will fall into the yellow spring and be submerged by the water, and the soul will immediately leave the body and become an idiot. To break this thing, we can only strengthen the Taoist heart, be single-minded, use magic to suppress it, and use the Kowloon incinerator to break all obstacles.
In those years, Xu Junfang made alchemy, and the elixir said that if it was an elixir, there would be a number of disasters, or heavenly disasters, thunder and electricity, or heart demons, all kinds of illusions**, which will always ruin one of his elixirs. The guest inherits this humanitarian system and is naturally proficient in Dan Dao. He has a lot of experience to deal with this situation.
"This beaked guest spirit is as refined as an entity. It seems that it is not far from the nine-turn. The power is also the strongest among these people. Although I am trapped by me, I can't refine it in a short time unless I have no distractions and go all out. Now that we are fighting with people, there are still several people peeping outside, staring at them. How can they have the time to refine this person!"
The two sides were holding on to each other. After half a minute, they heard a gust of wind outside. Wang Chan's heart moved, and he immediately read the truth and hid his body in the precious green lotus, wrapping a clear light from head to toe.
The guest in the East China Sea suddenly felt a little pressure outside. Although he didn't know why Wang Chan suddenly retreated, he couldn't help but breathe a great sigh of relief. Slowly recover.
At this moment, the earth suddenly shook, and a large area of space where the whole palace was located shook violently. Countless wind and thunders surged on the flat ground, and all kinds of light bloomed. Four people and shadows flew through. Seeing the guest standing in the center, Wang Chan was still trapped, and he was immediately overjoyed.
"This son is so cruel that he must not let go! Brother, I'll come to help you. I'll help you.
Wang Chan hid into the yellow clouds, and his body was clear and he looked around. As expected, when the two were fighting fiercely, Jiu Moroshi and the Hongyang venerable took action. In addition to the Jinxu immortals who had been robbed of the mixed yuan hammer and flew out by him before, there were still mourning mountains and the two immortals. The black and white swords were combined in one place and occupied them respectively. Four directions in the southeast and northwest.
Jiu Morosh stood in front of him with a broken jade knife in his hand, and made up his mind that he must kill Wang Chan today to get out of the future.
"Wang Chan, your death is coming, and next year is your sacrifice!" When the words came out, there was a loud noise again. Around the hall, the ground collapsed countless holes, and more than a thousand bronze crossbows slowly rose. There were also eight big men next to each crossbow, one by one with arrow sleeves and fierce light. As soon as he got out of the ground, he immediately turned the crossbow car and carved a simple pattern spell, long The crossbow arrow of one foot and seventy-eight pointed at Wang Chan in the middle from afar.
"It's you who are waiting!"
On the one hand, Jiu Morosh secretly sent a signal and urged the clan to put more than 1,200 crossbow carts created by the Jiumo family over the years, which had spent countless manpower and material resources for generations, and released them on the ground. On the one hand, he shook his hand with a knife and released a white light to kill Wang Zen. But when he was cold, he heard a gloomy smile in his ears. When he looked up, his eyes were covered with light like dusk.
(to be continued)