Chapter 194 Under the Wind and Snow

The disciples of the five schools of Zhengdao and the reinforcements of the Northern Pluto brought by Ni Luojia fought hard in the middle of the night, and more than half of them had suffered casualties. And this sudden heavy snow has extinguished the last hope in many people's hearts.

Jue'an shrinks in little by little, and it can no longer continue to provide strong shelter and support to the camp of Longhua Zen Temple.

The canine teeth of the army of the two sides are intertwined, and the limbs and heads are broken, just like Shura hell.

Youao Mountain looked cold, and a corpse fell down where the Youhai Magic Sword passed, leaving a bloody road behind him.

Luo Jia and Mo Jingxuan protected his two wings respectively, and the three people rampaged and unconsciously entered the enemy's array.

The unfounded man stood on the cliff on the west side of the valley, overlooking the blood waves under his feet, and his own brother was approaching here step by step.

He knew that Youao Mountain came for himself!

"Attear Luo Jia and Mo Jingxuan." His voice was not emotional at all, and he ordered to the subordinates behind him.

Two ghost emperors answered and jumped down the cliff to meet Luo Jia and Mo Jingxuan.

There was a strong and powerful roar in the Youao Pass, and his sword rushed to the sky and pointed straight to Youqi.

Standing behind Youqi's body, the old Ji Gongyu, moved slightly and wanted to fight.

"Don't move," Youqi's eyes chased the figure of Youao Mountain and said leisurely, "He calculated that I would take it, and he dared to kill it alone. How can I, a younger brother, disappoint my eldest brother?"

Before the voice fell, the figure of Youao Mountain condensed in the clouds five feet away, and suddenly waved the Youhai magic sword without saying a word.

"Wh!" A sword light soared in the air and crossed the ground in front of Youqi's body. A large mountain rock was cut down and fell into a deep valley.

Youqi man did not move at all. He looked at the cliff cut smooth like a mirror by the sword light under his feet, and said coldly, "It's too late to cross the ground. Are you still playing this kind of trick?"

Youao Mountain asked in a low voice, "Where is Ni Tiangao?"

Youqi said leisurely, "He has come, but you can't see him."

You'ao Mountain snorted and didn't say anything. Youqi looked up at the night sky and then said, "This sudden heavy snow is Ni Gong's handwriting."

The heart of Youao Mountain is awe-bodied. He has always felt that this heavy snow is coming strangely. Unexpectedly, Ni Tiangao called for wind and rain against the gods, which made the whole valley white overnight.

It is necessary to know that everything in the world contains the reason of nature. For example, the overwhelming snow in front of you is that the clouds in the sky suddenly meet the cold wind and form ice crystals falling down.

Ni Tiangao does not need to have the means to turn his breath into clouds and sweat like rain, but he can force the extremely strong gloomy and evil spirits into the sky, so that the high-altitude temperature drops sharply, thus falling heavy snow to cover the sky.

In this way, even if it persists until dawn, the evil army does not have to be afraid of the sun to return to the ground, and the reinforcements of the magic religion are bound to continue to sit still and watch Ni Tian level the valley.

With this faint light in the eyes of Youao Mountain, the secluded sea magic sword is like the Yangtze River rushing to the river Jedi, and the majestic sword blue stirs the white snow, like a waterfall flowing straight down the Youqi people.

"Ding!" Youqi people pull out the magic sword "Be cautiously alone", like a silver shuttle crossing the air and tilting up, clicking on the sea magic sword.

Youao Mountain whispered, and he noticed that the energy from the Shendu magic sword was endless, and the depth of his power was not under his own. It was clear that he had reached a level!

You'ao Mountain sinks its elbows and pushes the sword, and the secluded sea is like a windy water. Follow the magic sword of Youqi people and cut straight to the five fingers.

Youqi's right wrist trembled gently, and the magic sword turned and twisted the sea to the side, turning the back attack of You'ao Mountain into invisible. Then he stepped with his right foot with emptiness and attacked the lower abdomen of You'ao Mountain with his left palm.

Once upon a time, the two of them walked hand in hand and side to attract the Golden Gate Waterfall to fight against the injury, but unexpectedly, the brothers met each other for more than a month, and even a minimum greeting was no longer there!

When the blood becomes ice, beware of the frost, and the old family affection will eventually be submerged in the bloody wind.

On the other side, Luo Jia and Mo Jingxuan were in a bad situation under the joint pressure of the two ghost emperors.

Mo Jingxuan's cultivation was originally slightly inferior to that of the Ghost Emperor. At the same time, he was injured in many places in the bloody battle. After more than 20 rounds, he fell to the disadvantage. Thanks to Luojia's protection and taking more than half of the opponent's offensive, he could not be defeated.

Seeing that You'ao Mountain and Youqi people fought on the cliff indissoluble ways, and they couldn't win for a while, let alone help each other. Mo Jingxuan suddenly decided to retreat and shouted in a low voice: "Dang!"

A purple flame exploded on the top of his head, and the yuan god condensed his hand to move the magic sword to part. The edge of the sword was dazzling, and the magnificent sword spirit roared like thunder in all directions. His left hand pinched the sword formula to sacrifice the "Purple East Secret".

"It's not good!" The two ghost emperors changed their colors together, and they coincidentally moved the magic soldiers to attack Mo Jingxuan with all their strength to kill him before his swordsmanship was perfect.

Mo Jingxuan's face was calm, the spiritual platform locked the opponent's air machine, and his body suddenly melted into the blazing sword and disappeared.

In an all-of-a-life sword flower in the sky turned into an overwhelming purple tide, which made everything in the void lose its color and tremble in fear.

"Boom--" Guanglan hit the sword and roared. The two ghost emperors flew out, and the magic soldiers in his hands were dim. His body twisted and flashed, and streamers shot out one after another from his body, and his strong essence could not be excreted.

Mo Jingxuan's yuan god "chi" burned and quickly faded and shrank, just like a broken kite flying over the body.

"Damn it!" Luo Jia's face showed murderous frost, and her left hand falsely led Mo Jingxuan's Yuanshen to return to his position. Her right hand's slender finger shot out two hairpins, which condensed her whole body in this angry hit. The lightning pierced the fierce light and penetrated the eyebrows of the two ghost emperors.

The two ghost emperors roared sharply, and their eyebrows burst, and in an instant, they were swallowed up by the gorgeous golden-red divine light.

Luo Jia's pretty face was pale and tight, and the corners of her lips flowed with a wisp of blood. She struggled to hold Mo Jingxuan's body with her sleeves, and her left palm patted his vest vigorously to help her integrate her body.

Mo Jingxuan's body was shocked. "Wow" spit out a large blood stasis. He looked up at Luo Jia angrily and said with a smile, "This is very good. I can die in your arms. I have no regrets in my life..."

"Swallow it!" Luo Jia took out an elixir and stuffed it into Mo Jingxuan's blood-stained mouth. His right palm couldn't help stimulating the little magic gas left in his body to inject into his body.

Mo Jingxuan's eyes showed an indescribable tenderness, and he gasped, "Don't waste it, help Aoshan--"

Before he finished his words, another burst of blood spewed out and fainted.

At this moment, there was a roar in the sky, and Ji Gongyu shook a two-foot-foot-long "curse rope" and flew down.

Luo Jia sneered, handed Mo Jingxuan to her left arm, showed the magic flute in her right hand, and ignited Zhenyuan.

Suddenly, two whistling sounds sounded in the distance, one was restrained and muddy, and the other was elegant and melodious. Shouyang Zhenren and Xun Yang's sword flew together to break through the heavy enemy array, like two sharp arrows penetrating the void and the wind!

"Keng!" The Shouyang real person's sword shook the silent palace, and the sword blade flew away.

Xun Yangjian floated in front of Luo Jia and said with a smile, "Fortunately, we didn't come too late!" The sleeve wind rolled out like a rainstorm, and more than a dozen evil spirits around him turned into flying smoke!

Luo Jia looked at the back of Xun Yang's sword, and a smile escaped from her cherry lips, which inexplicably tied Chu Tian in her heart in the flesh-and-blood killing field.

At this moment, Chu Tian is refining Yunlu Reiki to restore his power in the center of the valley tent.

The cry of the devil can be heard dozens of feet away, and the sound of fierce fighting is constantly approaching here.

Several elders of Haikong Pavilion, several senior monks of Longhua Zen Temple, as well as people with minor injuries such as Ying Pian, Leng Yue Chan, Yi Qingyang, etc., have already made an account to fight.

At this time, Master Jue Mian walked into the tent with a "Hui Ri Staff" in his hand. His jacket was full of mottled blood, and the water on his head was steaming, but his expression was still calm and kind.

"Master!" Chu Tian opened his eyes and nod to Master Jue Mian.

"Lord Chu, please prepare a little with all the benefactors in the account. There is still a moment before dawn. We will break through the valley and withdraw to the southeast, hoping to meet with the same reinforcements as soon as possible.

Master Jue Mian's words were not in a hurry and said, "At that time, Lao Na will lead the monks of the temple to lay out the heavenly arhat magic array to cover your withdrawal. I will say goodbye here for the time being."

Chu Tian was shocked and knew that after Master Jue Mian interrupted himself, it was equivalent to sacrificing the lives of many senior monks of Longhua Zen Temple, including himself, in exchange for others's chance to break through and escape.

He got up and said, "Master, I will move forward and retreat with you, and I will never go first!"

"Good, good--" Master Jue Mian gave the Buddha's gift with one hand and said with a smile, "Each has his own cause and fate. The little benefactor has a long time to come, but he doesn't have to stick to the victory and death for a while."

Chu Tian's throat was hot, and Master Jue Mian said, "Does the little benefactor know why the old man shaved and went into the empty door?"

Chu Tian was stunned and said, "I think it's the master's mercy and has the grand wish of universality to all sentient beings."

"The little benefactor looks up to the old man." Master Jue Mian shook his head and said, "You and I are ordinary people. We are struggling in the world by all kinds of hearts and demons. We are often confused and even commit evil karma. The old man entered Buddhism just to find his faith.

Chu Tian was stunned and said, "Faith?"

Master Jue Mian nod and said, "After all, it is better for people to have faith. With faith, you can have a sense of awe for this world, so that you are always alert and dare not do evil. I hope to believe that the suffering of today is the blessing of tomorrow, and the evil of today is the evil of the past, so that you can live a happy and satisfied life.

Chu Tian showed a thoughtful look on his face and said, "Thank you, Master!"

Master Jue Mian smiled slightly. At this time when the soldiers were in danger, he said so many words that there was no reason. He only hoped that he could still uphold the heart of Chizi in this young man's cultivation. No matter in the Tao, it was a blessing for the divine land. In this way, even if I fight in the valley of death tonight, I will still have Yu Ze in the world.

Thinking about it, Chu Tian asked again, "How can I find faith?"

Master Jue Mian said leisurely, "If you look for it, it will go; if you believe it, it will come." If there is heavy snow at present, does the little benefactor believe that it will stop abruptly the next moment, and the red sun will rise in the east and the clear sky?

Chu Tian was shocked and witty, and he answered without hesitation, "I believe it!"