Chapter 1925: Xuanwu Magic Disk

This old man with white hair and beard and eyebrows is wearing a zodiac robe and holding a golden whisk.

His body is high, his face is majestic, and his body exudes a majestic aura.

In front of him, the blood-robed ancestor looked even more disgusting, with a gloomy and tyrannical breath.

There is no doubt that this Huangpao Taoist is Huanglong!

"Master, the disciples are too late for help, so please forgive me!"

Daoist Huanglong fell by Ji Tianxing's side, looked at his injury with concern, and quickly saluted and accused him.

Ji Tianxing had already exercised his strength and adjusted his breath, adjusting the mana of the riot smoothly.

He turned his head to look at Taoist Huanglong, with a gratifying smile on his face, nodded and said: "Unexpectedly, you came quite fast."

It was only half an hour since he sent out the message to Yujian.

Taoist Huanglong actually rushed to the Xihe faction in such a short time, crossing a distance of more than 30,000 miles.

This is super fast!

Taoist Huanglong was praised, but he was not happy at all, and said with a little shame: "I disappointed the master, the disciple came with the sword to break the virtual when he received the call, and he almost came late..."

"It's not too late." Ji Tianxing smiled and shook his head, and commented: "It seems that your Yujian Heart Sutra is really good at practicing.

The imperial sword breaks the void, the hidden sword void, and the sixteen swords of the gods are not a problem. "

"Exactly." Taoist Huanglong nodded, looked at the blood-robed ancestor with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Master, please help the disciple, and the disciple will solve this demon!"

Taoist Huanglong saw that Ji Tianxing was injured, and made it clear that he was given the opportunity to heal his injuries.

However, in order to take care of the master's face, he didn't say it clearly, so he changed his view.

Ji Tianxing smiled and nodded, and exhorted: "This demon is the blood-robed ancestor at the end of the Four Sages of the Demon Race. Be careful of the Blood River Warhammer in his hand."

Taoist Huanglong arched his hands to express his understanding, and flew towards the blood-robed ancestor in his hand.

"Blood-robed ancestor, you damned old beast, unexpectedly came to Tianzhu Mountain again!

The sword in this seat didn't cut off your claws last time. If you are lucky, you are not so lucky tonight! "

Daoist Huanglong whispered with white hair flying, full of breath.

Hearing what he said, Ji Tianxing realized that the powerful demon clan who attacked Tianzhu Mountain half a year ago was led by the blood-robed ancestor!

Of course, the ancestor of the blood robe knew Taoist Huanglong, staring at him sternly, and sneered: "Old Taoist Huanglong, the old man has always remembered the enemy of the sword!

It was in Tianzhu Mountain at the beginning, and you occupied the right place and people, so the old man would be hit by the sword.

But tonight, you don't want to hurt the old man another hair.

And here is your burial place! "

Taoist Huanglong stroked his beard, and sneered disdainfully: "Just rely on you, a demon? Do you dare to clamor with this seat?

This seat is looking for revenge from you, since you have delivered it yourself, then this seat will fulfill you! "

When the voice fell, Taoist Huanglong pinched the law jue with his left hand, and with a flick of a golden whisk with his right hand, a golden light spread out from the sky.

"Streaming Phantom!"

The dark golden whisk is formed by thousands of golden silk threads. After being scattered, it emits golden light, like fireworks.

Thousands of golden lights swayed like golden threads, and quickly condensed into hundreds of sword lights, piercing the blood-robed ancestor like a rain of arrows.

"It's just right!"

The blood-robed ancestor didn't retreat but moved forward, grinning wildly, brandishing a pair of bone warhammers, and smashing into the sky.

"Blood dragon is overwhelming!"

Among the two bone warhammers, Bo emitted two dazzling blood lights, condensed into two thousand-foot-long blood dragons, and rushed towards Taoist Huanglong.

"Boom bang bang bang!"

Hundreds of golden sword lights collided with two blood dragons, bursting out a series of loud noises, which violently echoed in the night sky.

The sword light shattered one after another, and the two blood dragons collapsed on the spot, turning into blood light scattered in the night sky.

The first move between the two sides was evenly matched, and neither of them could take advantage.

But Taoist Huanglong had a back hand long ago, and once again waved the whisk to strike a mysterious seal.

There was no dazzling golden light, and no sword light appeared.

However, the night sky with a radius of hundreds of miles seemed to freeze, completely still.

In the next instant, a dozen rays of light suddenly lit up in the pitch black high sky, falling down like a meteor.

The sixteen golden lights came extremely fast and landed on the head of the blood-robed ancestor in the blink of an eye.

Only then did he see clearly that it was a huge golden sword with sixteen thousand feet high.

Each giant sword has a majestic shape and exudes a domineering and unparalleled aura, as if it represents the righteousness of the heavens and the earth, the radiance of the sun and the moon.

Sixteen giant swords blasted and killed at the same time, as if the heaven and the earth were punishing, and the gods were inflicting anger.

The blood-robed ancestor suddenly changed his face, and his expression dignified and whispered: "Damn old Taoist priest, it's this hidden sword void again!"

At the critical moment, he hurriedly moved a carapace on his chest, which lit up a dazzling purple light.

It was a black and purple tortoise shell, covered with ancient patterns and strange magic patterns.

This is the body protection magic weapon of the blood-robed ancestor, and also a holy weapon.

It is said that in the ancient times, there was a basaltic tortoise who fought against the ancient demon gods to protect the people of the Li people.

In the end, several ancient demon gods teamed up to slaughter the mysterious basalt tortoise, bombarded it into slag, and slaughtered millions of people.

Only this fragmented carapace was preserved, but it was also infested by endless demonic energy, and it was stored in the blood of Li Min for a hundred years, and turned into an evil monster.

Thousands of years ago, the first demon sage obtained this carapace, gathered the power of the three demon sages, and refined it into a magic weapon of the magic way, named the basalt magic disk.

After several passes, this basalt magic disk was obtained by the blood-robed ancestor, and it became one of his most precious magic weapons.

"The mysterious turtle returns to the sky, the nine secrets of the gods and demons! Slaughter the common people, the blood is endless!"

The blood-robed ancestor roared like Hong Zhong, and tried his best to activate the basalt magic disk, turning it into a black and purple wall, blocking his head.

"Boom bang bang bang!"

Sixteen golden light giant swords were blasted down, and twelve of them hit the Xuanwu Demon Disk, bursting with a loud noise.

However, Taoist Huanglong waved the whisk, manipulated four golden swords, and changed the attack route ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and hit the blood-robed ancestor from the side.

"Boom!"

He only heard a few muffled noises, and the blood-robed ancestor was blown out by the giant sword, splashing out the blood of Da Peng again.

"Damn old Piff! You are dead!"

The blood-robed ancestor scolded angrily, and while manipulating the basalt magic disk to protect himself, while swinging the bone warhammer, he slammed at the Taoist Huanglong.

The Taoist Huanglong stood murderously in the night sky, constantly waving the whisk, playing magic tricks, and controlling the sixteen giant swords with spiritual thoughts.

Under his control, the sixteen giant sword gods appeared and disappeared, sometimes appeared from behind the blood-robed ancestor, and silently initiated the assassination.

"Shoo, hoo, hoo!"

The sword light continues to bloom, and the dazzling golden light illuminates the Baili night sky, making this ruin like daylight.

Daoist Huanglong relied on the secret knowledge of the sixteen swords of the gods, fighting with the blood-robed ancestors, and seemed particularly calm and relaxed.