Huang Ting Lidao

Chapter 471 Three Rings of the Moon

"The younger generation, you can't do it by yourself. Do you want to fight against the wind with your own strength?" The voice of the demon king came through the air. Seeing that Wang Chan could not even maintain his body, he couldn't help gloating, and his words were full of pride.

At this time, Wang Chan had reached the edge of the whirlpool, within reach of the blue beam of light.

"Master, is he dead?" Xiao Yueer saw that Wang Chan's body was scattered and invisible, and her heart suddenly trembled. Although she has seen Wang Chan's appearance when he used the Taiyin Dharma body, her whole body will be scattered like a yuan god, invisible, invisible and qualitative, and very strange. After all, this is the eight unique arrays laid after the ancient style. Even the nine-turn masters of the yuan god are deeply involved in it. She doesn't believe that Wang Chan can stop the rolling of the sky. Potential.

"No, if he is destroyed, the pressure here will shift to us. If there is no difference now, it means that his mana is still there. It's just that his magic power is weird, and I can't understand it!!"

Yu Xuanji's eyes flashed and stared at the void in front of him. Before the voice fell to the ground, he suddenly saw a colorful light on the side of the blue light, which suddenly flashed. It seemed to see Wang Chan's body re-aggregated and appear in the light, but the light flashed and bright. His figure was like a candlelight in the wind, compared with It seems illusory at any time.

His body drifted, and his feet did not touch the ground. At this time, Wang Chan's whole body was like a ghost. He stretched out his hand and gently poked into the blue light, and then his whole body turned green. Then he suddenly pulled out his hand. It was not until a long time that the green on his body slowly retreated.

Then Wang Chan's figure dimmed much more.

"The predecessors after the wind have no way. What is the purpose of leaving this bepper? Is it to be afraid of the loss of Taoism and want to find a descendant of another generation for yourself? Or do you remember the humanitarian struggle in the world and intervene after death? Or do you simply have another plan to take advantage of this great disaster to hide it from the world and find some real benefits for yourself? In those years, the predecessors assisted the emperor and swept the three worlds. Many immortals and demons had to retreat from you. The conversation changed color. This eight unique array has gone through wind and rain, and it is also equivalent to adding a fire to this troubled world!! The more chaotic the world is, the better. It's really easy to calculate!!!"

Surrounded by a large pillar of blue light, Wang Chan muttered to himself. After a while, he stretched out his hand and pulled out a huge stone tablet from the void, jumped up, held the monument, and jumped into the whirlpool.

Since I can't stand your oppression, I'll just take the initiative to see what you want.

"Oh, master... I can't move anymore!!" At the same time, when Wang Chan jumped, the real water of Huangquan above the whole space disappeared in an instant, and the blue light above his head suddenly fell down. Suddenly, the pressure was extremely high, and it was squeezed together like mountains moving in all directions. Many female disciples under the Penglai Pavilion were fixed on the spot by this force in an instant, and their whole body was full of bones. The skeleton was about to crack, and he couldn't help screaming.

"Good courage, indeed worthy of the master of the Beidou Tiangong generation!!" Yu Xuanji's body trembled and shook his hand to release nine fixed sea needles, hanging high above his head. He was really shocked and admired Wang Chan's behavior. However, at this time, it was obviously not allowed for her to think too much. Wang Chan jumped, and no one helped her block the pressure of the sky. If she did not respond in time, the disciples under her door would probably die one by one over time.

"Don't panic, you can spread three thousand weak water sword arrays at your speed to resist the strength."

Yu Xuanji's face changed. She opened her mouth and shouted loudly. She sprayed nine breaths of vitality one after another and fell into the void. Suddenly, the sea magic needle hanging high above her head released countless lights, and the roots rose like a snar. The infinite purple light fixed the east, west, north and south, and eight directions. The blue light on it fell down like a substance, and was occupied the position of the nine palaces by the divine needle. A burst of sharp thorns also made the blue light sway, and dozens of huge holes were revealed in a blink of an eye. Then the situation slowed down, and the power of the sky was immediately offset.

Also known as Xiao Yue'er and other female disciples under his door were light. At that time, the figure flipped over, and in a blink of an eye, a sword array with strict law was laid. The sword spirit, like water waves flowing, and the sword light was illusory, protecting the whole body.

It's just what a figure after the wind is. An eight unique array is the beauty of the creation of the world. It pulls the great power of the Chishui River up and down the mountains and rivers with a burst of force. Although it only reveals one of the sky arrays at present, under the blue light, it is isolated from the four directions. Even if Yu Xuanji's magic power is deep and the magic weapon is wonderful, it only touches for a moment, but I just felt that the nine magic needles seemed to have been pressed on several mountains, and every time she moved a little, she had to stimulate the mana of her whole body. After a long time, I suddenly felt a sense of sultry in my chest, but the blue light kept pouring out of the whirlpool, but the more I gathered, the thicker I gathered, and fell more than a hundred feet in less than a moment.

The blue light rolled up, dense as the tide, and the part fell like the eternal blue sky, covering the four fields, like the top of Mount Tai, especially closer to the whirlpool in the middle of the Chishui River, the more powerful it is. Xiao Yueer, Shen Rubing and other disciples also felt that the disaster fell from the sky. They quickly gathered together, fought step by step, and formed a sword array to protect themselves, but they were still a drop in the bucket, which could not help Yu Xuanji much.

Most of her 18 disciples have condensed the primordial spirit, and her magic power is not weak. Chu Qingzhu, the eldest disciple with the highest cultivation, even survived the doom of the third primordial spirit change with the help of the elixir of Penglai Pavilion seven years ago. Even if she looks at the world, she can be called a master in the young generation, not even the same. , Yongdinghou and other characters are slightly less than half.

But at this moment, what they are facing is the storm that shocked the world in ancient times. Even if they are as powerful as a demon king, they are trapped in it, and they can't get out of it for more than 100,000 years. What's more, it's these young women who don't know the dangers of the world.

In the face of sudden changes, Yu Xuanji was also shocked. After all, she is a master of the overseas school. As early as a thousand years ago, she traveled all over the world and became very famous for her magical swordsmanship. In recent years, she has calmed down and practiced hard. She has been cultivated into Penglai Pavilion since all dynasties. The completed South China Water Sword is qualified to sacrifice a set of sea god needles left by the ancestor Chu Lingbo. Although it seems that there are more than 30 people now, in fact, it has already turned seven times and has a supreme magic power.

If you only talk about the Dharma, in fact, she is still on top of the masters of Hongyang and Geng Jingzhong, and imitates the stilage who occupy Taohuazhou on Fusang Island.

Just now, she saw that Wang Chan's mana was running, blocking the decline of Zhou Tianqing's light, so that she was not under any pressure from the outside world for a period of time. She only said that it was a long time. The eight arrays laid after the wind were damaged, and the power could not be exerted, but she didn't expect that this time for her, it was a moment. I can't support the kung fu anymore.

Looking back, I knew that Wang Chan was so powerful that it was far beyond my imagination.

After a while, the blue light still did not reduce its momentum. It slowly fell down and squeezed the purple light above everyone's heads into a ball. Seeing that it could not cover everyone, Yu Xuanji's silver teeth bit, and suddenly cruelly took out a pair of gold rings from his arms. The two were connected and thrown up, rumbling loudly, like Three round moons rose out of thin air.

Three gold rings, connected into one, turned into a few bright lights the size of a few mu. As soon as they surged forward, they unexpectedly stretched out a little blue light overhead again. In the bright light, a long channel was faintly refracted.

"Three rings of the moon!! Why did the master use all this treasure? This is the only thing left by the master.

At first sight, the girls exclaimed one after another, but they also felt that the pressure on their bodies had suddenly reduced a lot. Although they looked at Yu Xuanji with different colors in their eyes, they couldn't help breathing a long sigh of relief.

In the small Arctic nightless sky outside the East China Sea, there are hundreds of millions of years of mysterious ice. The mysterious ice accumulates into mountains. Every year at the turn of spring and summer, it can attract the magnetic essence of heaven and earth, which is the nemesis of all the hardware in the world. If the organic edge happens to encounter the aurora across the sky, it can be captured. The two phases can be fused to generate metamagnetic essence, tangible and intangible. , self-spelling surname, is a treasure in the world.

These three golden rings are called the three-ring moon, which is a magic weapon refined from the real essence of the Yuanmagnetic essence. When Yu Xuanji was young, he went to the Taoist West Kongtong School to visit the ancestors. He fell in love with Jin Lingzi, the eldest brother of this school. When he went to the sea together, he passed by the small north pole at night, because he saw the aurora all over the sky and was beautiful. Unrioned, he stopped and sled. It happened that an alien who occupied this place at that time, refined the ice spirit and sword spirit, and his mana was unfathomable. When he saw an outsider breaking into the cave, he wanted to kill him. As a result, the three of them had a fierce battle. Yu Xuanji and Jin Lingzi were defeated and escaped. Before leaving, they were angry that the opponent was arrogant, so they took a bag of magnetic essence collected by the alien. When I returned to Penglai Island, I knew that it was a worldly treasure, and it had been refined by the man with mana for many years. It was not gold, not wood, but it contained endless elemental essence. So the two people worked together to make a set of "nine rings". The nine gold rings were connected together, which was powerful.

After another seven hundred years, Jin Lingzi Yuanshen Jiu turned to Dacheng. He lived in seclusion on Xi Kongtong Mountain and wanted to spend the last disaster secretly, but it was just as the demon was looking for revenge. The left master of Wutai Mountain Mixed Yuan Palace poured out of the nest and attacked Kongtong. As a result, he was breaking through Jin Lingzi to cross the disaster and suddenly died.

Afterwards, the news spread to the East China Sea. Yu Xuanji was heartbroken. She went out several times to hunt down the Hunyuan Palace, but finally only snatched back the nine rings that were damaged in the natural disaster. And this golden ring is also a joint sacrifice of the two people in those years. For many years, Yu Xuanji has been collecting it close to her body and nurtured it with her own essence, and every time she sees things, she is sad.

I didn't want to do it today, but I had no choice but to use it.

(to be continued)