022 Fish Dragon Fighting

Prince Kunpeng appeared with more than 100 shrimp soldiers and suddenly felt furious when he saw the frozen crab general and Ye Jianling stepping on it.

King Kunpeng is the demon ancestor of the North Sea and a good friend of the Arctic Xuanming Emperor. He is a detached existence among the demon clan. Although Prince Kunpeng is only the most ordinary of his countless illegitimate children, he has always walked across the North Sea. In the 100,000 miles of ocean, whether it is the dragon king Yesha or the seabird god, he must respect him three points.

Now when he came to Middle-earth, he only occupied a hill and was provoked by a little monk in the practice period. Last time, he cut off one of his hand. Although he immediately connected it with a elixirs and got back together as before, he lost face in the end. Today, he was attacked Ye Jianling for the second time and grabbed his general and stepped on his feet. How could he still I can suppress my anger: "This Mingling Mountain is my cave. It's really hateful that you came here to get water one after another and hurt my hand. The last time you narrowly escaped, I will definitely catch you and steam it today!"

This time, he was not as simple as last time, but came out with a lot of magic weapons. He stretched out his hand and released a mouthful of Dragon King halberd first. The halberd is like a crystal, and like jade. It is carved into a whole piece. The fog is hazy and clouds are surging, as if they are hollow. If you look carefully, you can see countless dragons flying and roaring in the clouds inside.

The halberd glowed with silver on its surface, turning into a silver rainbow to catch the Huangquan sword and stirring it into a ball. Although it is only a psychic treasure, it is used by the demon fairy, which is as powerful as the Huangquan sword.

Prince Kunpeng was determined to capture Ye Jianling, and then took out a network of magic clouds woven from divine mackerel silk. Then he would come out and turn into countless shining silk threads. Under the blue sky, he formed a huge skynet and covered the four faces of Tianchi.

Ye Jianling secretly helped Ao Qingjiao and the sword array of Luoshu Jiugong as the last card. Although he saw Prince Kunpeng extremely angry and fierce, he was still awe-inspiring and shook his spirit to fight with him.

He has the power of the Yuan Dynasty. Huangquan sword has a level compared with the opponent. Prince Kunpeng can't defeat him quickly. A halberd and a sword flew vertically in the air, cutting and cutting and strangling, blowing up a ball of silver and yellow shadows.

Kunpeng is a demon fairy of the valley realm on the second floor of Jindan. Unexpectedly, he couldn't get a four-level monk. He felt ashamed in front of his men. He shouted and hit the hollow hammer again.

The trap hammer was a psychic treasure given to him by his second brother when he came, saying that his future to the south this time was full of difficulties and dangers, almost shocking step by step. This trap hammer was made by the second brother for hundreds of years, which is extremely powerful. If there is no way out, he can use it to save his life.

Prince Kunpeng was severely beaten by Ye Jian's aura today and directly sacrificed the treasure. It grew to the size of a grinding disc in the air, with only a black hammer head, which was engraved with all kinds of fairy spell charms and seals. Unlike other magic weapons, the hollow hammer not only did not shine out, but also lighted the surrounding light. It was sucked away, and as soon as it appeared, the whole top of theming ling mountain was dark, with the power of boundless power, and fell down with infinite suction.

Ye Jianling separated a sword light to block it. As soon as he approached, it began to be uncontrollable and was directly sucked away by the hollow hammer. Suddenly, he was shocked and hurriedly used the free escape method, and his whole body turned into a materialless image and drifted away with the wind.

The hammer fell quickly, smashed the crab still sealed in the ice, and then fell into the water. With a rumbling sound, it went dozens of meters deep into the water. Prince Kunpeng hurriedly pinched the treasure hammer to fly out of the water. The lake was absorbed by fairy power and bulged up water bags one by one.

Ye Jianling was also suppressed by this hammer-shaped treasure. A six-layer demon was directly knocked to pieces, and when the hammer fell, there was also a strong suction. If he used the ordinary five-e escape method, he could not escape at all. In the face of such a powerful suction power, no matter how he struggled, it would be futile.

He was so afraid that he broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing that Prince Kunpeng took out another scroll, it must be a more powerful magic weapon, and hurriedly shouted to the sky, "Ao Qingjiao, do it quickly!"

Prince Kunpeng listened to his shouting, as if there was a helper. When he looked up, he saw that the clouds were ethereal on the top of the mountain, and there was no one there. He couldn't help sneering: "Don't call green peppers. Even if you call sweet potatoes, it's useless!"

He opened the scroll, on which was painted a crystal palace, surrounded by many coral trees. He was about to shake it and cast. Suddenly, thousands of colorful clouds broke out on his head. Twenty-eight swords landed in the sky and stood upside down on the cloud network. However, in a few breaths, there was a sound of cracking, and the whole treasure net was broken into a sky shooting star, a mass. The cotton-like mackerel fell down with flames.

Prince Kunpeng likes to eat dragon liver most. The purpose of refining this treasure net is to catch the dragon and dig out the liver to make delicious food. When the aquarium in the North Sea saw this net, they all trembled and disappeared thousands of miles away.

However, Ao Qingjiao came from the West Sea and didn't recognize this treasure. As soon as he took action, he broke it with a sword, and then took advantage of the situation to kill Prince Kunpeng.

Prince Kunpeng hurriedly shook the picture scroll, and the real water gushed out, setting off a heinous wave of water. He flew up like a horse, and the ground sword fell into it, cutting the water waves, and the sword gas boiled.

Ao Qingjiao fell on a rock and stood opposite Prince Kunpeng. Twenty-eight swords were divided into four groups. Behind him, they all shot four or five meters of sword spirit and pointed tremblingly at Prince Kunpeng. His face showed a demonic smile: "I didn't expect you to stop the joint blow of my swords. I thought you were going to run with your head in your arms.

Prince Kunpeng held the picture scroll in hand, and the shiny real water surrounded his body. He slowly turned and said proudly, "Your sword has not been dissolved by the samadhi water in my fantasy sea cloud light map, which is also quite unexpected."

"I'm surprised you have a lot of things to do."

"There's already too much of this one."

"Ha ha, look at this again!" Ao Qingjiao pushed his hands forward. Prince Kunpeng thought he wanted to use his skills to urge the sword, so he hurriedly sprayed a breath of elixir on the sea cloud map, and the samadhi true water around him instantly rose to form a mountain and surged forward.

Ao Qingjiao did not launch a sword array, but a pink smoke gushed out of each of their sleeves, which was so thick that they spewed left and right respectively. Most of the shrimp soldiers only had the cultivation of four layers of Qi. They were rushed to face by the five clouds and peach blossom poison miasma, and only smelled a sweet and greasy smell. Even if they lost their minds, they didn't even scream. With a sound, they all died and fell into the lake like dumplings.

He killed those shrimp soldiers with poison miasma, and the wave mountain composed of real water surged in his face. He knew that the real water was powerful. Whether it was real gold or raw iron, it would melt immediately if it fell in. He hurriedly laid the sword into a formation, hid himself in the sword array, shot forward, and passed through the water.

"Bum!" The water curtain exploded from the center, and the sword of Aoqing's suburbs revealed, and the spiritual formula in his hand changed. The ground swords were divided into four directions, and the swords gushed, and each became dragons, tigers and turtles. They fell down and trapped Prince Kunpeng in it.

Prince Kunpeng stood on a coral reef and laughed angrily: "You six loachs, don't you know that my Kunpeng family likes to eat dragons the most? You are looking for death today, and it will become my drinker for a while. Don't complain!"

As a dragon clan, what Ao Qingjiao hates most is that others say that he is a loach, which simply makes him more angry than the word evil beast: "You are just a flat-haired beast. It's not certain who eats whom today!"

"Oh? Then take a look around first!" Prince Kunpeng stretched out his hand and pointed, "You have fallen into my magic sea cloud light map. It is full of samadhi water, and you are about to turn into loach soup!"

Only then did I see that they were no longer on the top of the Mount of the Mingling, but underwater, like the undersea world, surrounded by undercurrents, cold water vapor, and piles of coral trees arranged this place like a maze. At the feet of Prince Kunpeng was a crystal palace with pavilions and carved beams. The building is full of pearls and curtains, and the precious jade is inlaid with a threshold, which is no less than the undersea dragon palace where he lived in those years.

Aoqingjiao trapped Prince Kunpeng with a star sword array, and was also trapped by Prince Kunpeng with a magic sea cloud light map. The picture was filled with samadhi real water, and formed strong undercurrents and whirlpools under the urging of the magic weapon, which shook and squeezed each other, oppressing the sword array to shrink sharply inward.

Ao Qingjiao hurriedly sprayed elixir on the sword. Twenty-eight swords shined at the same time, shooting out tens of thousands of fine lights, cutting the waves layer by layer. The two demon immortals each used magic weapons and fought upside down in the water.

The picture of the sea clouds is spread flat on the lake, like a moving picture scroll.

Ye Jianling opened the floating clouds on the surface and looked down. He saw the pavilions and pavilions, the water rippled, and the two were fighting to the death. He looked at it for a while and felt that the picture was extremely wonderful and hidden. He didn't know the depth, so he couldn't enter it rashly.

He shouted to Ao Qingjiao in the picture: "You fight with him first, wait for me to go to the bottom of the water to beat his nest, kill all his men, and then come back to wish you a helping hand!"

Ao Qingjiao scolded secretly, but a very gentle smile appeared on his face: "Go ahead. He has been trapped by my sword array. After a while, when you wash his nest with blood, you can eat roast bird meat."

Ye Jianling ignored the earth-shaking roar of Prince Kunpeng and jumped into the lake with water escape.

The depth of this Mingling Mountain Tianchi is larger than the height of the mountain outside. The bottom of the pool is nearly 100 meters below the ground plane. The sun can't shine down, and the black hand can't see five fingers.

Ye Jianling stepped on the rock ground and saw a huge cave on the left, which was cut directly from the mountain wall. There was a tall black stone screen at the mouth of the cave, which could not be found at all without landing to the bottom.

Turning the screen, you can see the lights in the cave, shining, and the Tianchi Palace, as Prince Kunpeng said, is built here.

The ground in the cave is polished and flat, and there is no trace of concave and convex. There are many coral trees two or three meters high on the left and right, and a road paved with white jade bricks in the center leads directly to the innermost crystal palace.

The palace is crystal clear and integrated, as if it is carved with a whole piece of crystal. Pearl curtain, jade shell decoration, and hundreds of night pearls hanging on the ceiling, shining around as bright as day, and there are many drops of water to force the water away, isolating a dry living space.

Ye Jianling stepped forward, and more than 20 shrimp soldiers flashed out of the coral bush, all of whom came up with knives, guns and axes.

As the saying goes, those who are not good will not come. Ye Jianling did not wait for these shrimp soldiers to talk nonsense and directly sprayed them out and turned them into ice-carved frozen shrimp.

"Oh! Who are you, dare to break into the Tianchi Palace!" The turtle I saw yesterday finally appeared again.

Ye Jianling knew that Prince Kunpeng was powerful and had a pair of powerful magic weapons. He was afraid that it would be delayed for a long time. Ao Qingjiao was not his opponent, and he did not talk nonsense with the turtle spirit. He directly released the Huangquan sword and turned into a yellow light to roll it to the ground.

The turtle hurriedly hit a shield made from its own tortoise shell on both sides. The pattern of each of the yin and yang fish is painted, which is exactly the appearance of Taiji. The black and white breath on it is exchanged, which can actually block the Huangquan sword. Although when the swordmang swallows, there are dents on it, and the powder keeps falling down, but After all, you can hold on for a moment.

This turtle is the same as the previous crab spirit, and it is also a big Zhoutian, but he has lived for too long, and his mana is much stronger than that of the crab generals. In fact, it is very reasonable for monks to practice Taoism for many years. Although his realm is the same as that of crab generals, their strength is definitely not at the same level.