Chapter 774: The Fire is Over. Please give me monthly votes for more updates (12)

After this sound, the apricot-yellow light was still spreading, and several people were already afraid. Taoist Zhuang held Lihuo in his hand. When he saw that Li Zhouwei was holding the halberd without moving, he realized that the other party was adjusting his breath. He was shocked and shouted :

"Take action quickly! The magic weapon he just used is by no means simple! He must be weak at this moment!"

His words instantly stabilized the morale of the army. They looked at each other, took up the magic weapon together, advanced instead of retreating, and killed the people in front of them.

Taoist Zhuang used his hand to cast a spell. He stood firmly on the spot, put his two fingers together, and moved the fire into his Dantian. He was filled with fear and greed in his heart.

If you really want to ask, Taoist Taoist Zhuang is not one of the Taoists directly taught by Chang Xiaozi. He joined halfway, does not even have a Taoist name, and has no loyalty to Chengyan in Taixu.

But his eyes were very powerful, and among the eloquent Li Huo just now, he was the only one who could clearly see that the other party was using a magic weapon.

'Such a powerful fire-living thing... it must be unusual... if you can get it in your hands...'

At this moment, Taoist Zhuang turned out to be the most murderous. His righteousness stabilized the morale of the army, but Li Zhouwei showed a smile for the first time. He pushed his halberd horizontally, held the two magic weapons with a clang, and the Lihuo flag rose again behind him.

Several people fought together again. After the fierce fight, Li Zhouwei seemed to be a little weak. The aura from the sky spread again and suppressed the murderer again.

There was a lively fight below, and the white man in the sky also had tears in his eyes and gnashed his teeth. [Yongjing Xuanhuan], a range of spiritual weapons, already consumes his mind, and he used his foundation-building body to drive the spiritual weapon, which added a bit more Difficulty, maintaining the [Yongjing Xuanhuan] has taken too much spiritual consciousness... making it difficult for him to free his hands.

But at the moment, he was filled with grief and anger, and he didn't care whether the real person could take action. He opened his eyes angrily, and threw all his magic power and even his essence into the spiritual weapon.

[Yongjing Xuanhuan] With this kind of magical support, it finally showed some real power. The spiritual light suppression became stronger and stronger. Even the black flames on Li Zhouwei's halberd were suppressed little by little, making him more and more depressed. , was injured several times in a row.

Bai Manzi felt happy when he saw it, and all his magic power poured into it. Unexpectedly, the small gray brocade bag at his waist suddenly jumped up, and there seemed to be a talisman in it, and it burned with a bang.

Suddenly there was a bright green light, and a golden light escaped from the top of his white temples. He suddenly regained consciousness, his mind went blank for a moment, and his confusion quickly receded.

"not good!"

Seeing the excitement of the people under his feet, he felt a chill creeping up his spine. Taking advantage of the effect of the talisman, he hit the [Yongjing Xuanhuan] with a palm. The spiritual light in the sky suddenly changed, and the spiritual weapon transformed into its original form. fell into his hands.

The white man's face looked gloomy, and he felt weak all over, and he quickly kneaded the hand.

Li Zhouwei saw that the spiritual light in the sky was no longer missing, and understood that the other party had not been fooled. He felt regretful in his heart, but the halberd in his hand suddenly changed. The power of the fierce black flames became several times greater, and the volts of light from the center of his eyebrows also spurted out again.

The old man in front of him was about to retreat, but unexpectedly the [Sun Yingli Technique] suddenly burst out and turned into several white rays of light to drag him down. With just this step, the halberd was already smashed down with strong wind pressure.

"Boom!"

The old man's hands were smashed in an instant. The sun's rays flew over and made a fist-sized hole in his head. A flame flashed out, and it must have been cooked inside.

'pity…'

This shot of high-voltage light was fired too hastily and was far less powerful than before. Now several people hurriedly retreated. Li Zhouwei did not pursue them, but put away his weapons and stood in the air.

When Bai Manzi came down in the wind, Taoist Zhuang was extremely dissatisfied with his sudden act of putting away the spiritual weapon. He was so angry that he was about to explode when he saw Bai Manzi saying coldly:

"The talisman given by the real person has taken effect! I was either deceived by fate, or by magical powers or spiritual weapons, so retreat quickly!"

When he said this, Taoist Zhuang felt a chill rush to his forehead, and he said with horror in his heart:

"How could I covet his things!"

Bai Yanzi took a few steps back, feeling unwilling to give up after all.

The original plan was not as simple as just a [Yongjing Mysterious Ring]. The [Yongjing Mysterious Ring] was a destruction spell, a spiritual weapon that overturned the mysterious formation. It was originally intended to deal with the Li family's large number of monks and more than a dozen foundation builders. , break the formation at the critical moment and prevent Li Zhouwei from escaping...

What is really prepared for Li Zhouwei is the [Mountain Mist Moves Yue Suo]! The entangled spirit rope restrained the craftsmanship, coupled with the [Yongjing Xuanhuan], leaving Li Zhouwei with no way to escape...

"Who knew... that we would be in such a situation!"

Looking at Li Zhouwei who was standing still holding a halberd, Bai Manzi's eyes gradually lowered, and he felt very bitter in his heart:

‘What happened today is not limited to my family, Zhang Xiao? It wasn't just one or two people who wanted to harm Li Zhouwei. ’

He could only hide these words in his heart and did not dare to say them out. The [Yongjing Xuanhuan] on his hand shone slightly, his mouth trembled, but in the end he said nothing and left in the wind.

The cranes in the sky were still whining and circling in the sky-high Lihuo. Li Zhouwei stood up with his halberd and slowly closed his eyes. The golden-eyed man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stepped from the air to the ground step by step.

A bit of crystal flashed in the corner of his eye, and immediately evaporated and disappeared on the red-hot soft armor [Yuan'e].

…

Too weak.

It was pitch black in Taixu, with ups and downs, but there was a faint light. There was a table and tables placed in the darkness, and a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe was sitting cross-legged.

His hair and beard were half white, and he looked amiable. He carried a sword on his back, with a Gengjin sheath that emitted a gleam of light.

Opposite the sword cultivator sat a man in brown clothes, who looked somewhat honest, waiting respectfully by the side, with his head bowed, as if waiting for instructions.

"Senior Li... what do you see..."

Although the brown-clothed man was respectful, his face looked a little bad, and he hesitated to ask. The sword cultivator opposite him finally raised his eyebrows, glanced at him, and replied:

"What are you looking at."

The brown-clothed man stopped talking immediately, and sat aside a little aggrieved. The sword cultivator lowered his eyebrows and looked at Taixu for a while, waiting for the surrounding purple palaces to disperse, and then said:

"Fellow Daoist Chengyan, I don't care how you act in your own territory, but you ran all the way to my Jianmen territory to bully and kill my sword immortal. Junior, this is not proper."

'Is it my business alone...'

Cheng Yan felt bitter and replied:

"I didn't think much about this matter. I wanted to invite this young friend to my Changxiao Sect to meet him and ask about the news of my great master through him. I didn't expect to make a big fuss, which made my family look bad."

"It is true that the junior is ignorant. I apologize to the senior here... Please don't blame me."

Master Ling Mei raised his eyebrows, and the eyebrows immediately showed sharpness. The sword cultivator replied:

"Bullshit."