Chapter 909 Ming Sha

Black air dispersed and white light rippled.

Fei Qingyi rode the wind and stopped in the clouds with his sword in hand. The young man in black in front of him didn't pay much attention to him. He only glanced at Cui Jueyin lightly. Instead, he raised the sword in his hand and responded three times. People are like jokes.

This is not an accident. Fei Qingyi walked from the lake to Boring Tool Mountain. Whether he met the monks from the Purple Smoke Sect or the monks from the Great Owl Temple, they all looked down upon him. How could he still get a few points when he met the casual cultivators who built the foundation? Respect, even if he is a guest of Taiyang Taoism, he can still treat him like a joke.

It's just that this time is different from the past. The opponent's swords are all aimed at An Siwei, beating the old man miserable. It seems that he doesn't care about him, but in fact he is secretly showing mercy.

But with the gourd below raised high, how long can it last on the lake?

Sure enough, the demonic cultivator had no one to control him, and even if he was practicing Qi, he had to do it forcefully. The first one to block the red light was naturally his Fei family's Qi training. His sleeve was swept away and turned into bones in an instant.

He laughed loudly and immediately turned around. Unexpectedly, an old man came riding on the wind and shouted sharply:

"How dare you be so bold!"

The demon cultivator glanced at it and saw an old man in gray clothes. He was practicing Qi cultivation and holding a sword in his hand. He immediately laughed and cursed:

"Who do you think you are!"

At this moment, everyone was suffocated, and Chen Yang's expression in the sky changed drastically:

"No sir!"

This person is none other than Chen Donghe!

Chen Yang ignored the sword in the opponent's demon cultivator's hand and swept out a piece of sword light, trying to intercept the demon cultivator on the ground. Immediately there were monks flying up on the left and right. An Yuyan jumped into the air and stood in front of him, but he saw a red light in the sky. Unexpectedly, a figure was already approaching on fire.

This person has a smile on his face, holds a golden hammer, and steps on the blazing apricot flame. Who else could it be besides Li Jiangqian?

At this moment, the golden hammer, which had been accumulated for a long time, smashed towards the opponent with blazing flames. Before the magical weapon arrived, there was already a burst of flames coming towards the face, causing the demon cultivator's complexion to change:

‘Good to be away from the fire! ’

So he wanted to pull out the knife from his sleeve, but saw the man in front of him move his throat, and spit out apricot-yellow flames, which fell straight onto his face.

The fighting skills of "Da Li Shu" were very strong, and the flames were even more ferocious. The demon cultivator had no choice but to use magic to resist Li Huo. He only heard a clanging sound and black smoke exploded in the sky. The gourd was like a bird with broken wings. The black smoke was burned by Li Huo and fell crookedly into the air.

However, he performed the technique in a hurry, and he did not expect that the flames in front of him were fierce and fierce. He could only dissolve a small part of it, and the remaining half fell on his body, burning him to the point of turning pale.

Li Jiangqian doesn't often take action, let alone the middle stage of foundation building. As soon as it came out, the flames lit up everyone's eyes, and the originally tense atmosphere also eased. Fei Qingyi even shouted:

"The master of the family is mighty."

Li Jiangqian Jin Zhui moved forward again, turned his face and gave him a smile. He said it was a smile, but his eyes were very cold, even with a hint of ridicule.

‘The head of the family…this must be a direct descendant of the Li family! ’

Although the demon disciple in front of him was burned by the flames and his face looked ugly, he was overjoyed in his heart.

Several people fought for dozens of rounds. The two people in the sky could no longer lock Cui Jueyin, and Li Jiangqian fought harder and harder. A heavy apricot fire was superimposed on the opponent's body, burning him and screaming, and his heart was even more intense. Be ruthless:

‘Okay, okay… Even if I get this one, I’m only willing to come out with one… I’m so cautious! ’

But before he could let go of the cruel words in his heart, he saw the young man in front of him gently shake his sleeves, and a painting screen flew out of it. In an instant, all the black energy in the air was swept away, and another golden blade came out of it. Go towards him.

He was frightened for a moment, took out the talisman, circulated the Immortal Foundation, and blocked the golden blade with a clang. He was already the weakest and made a bait to kill mortals. How could he withstand the sudden appearance of the ancient magic weapon? The black energy was restricted by this screen and was unable to resist. A sledgehammer had already been swung in front of him!

"Boom!"

A black cloud suddenly burst out in the sky, and his entire chest collapsed, burning with raging Lihuo. The dead souls emerged and immediately crushed the jade pendant in his sleeve.

Everyone on the field was surprised, but Fei Qingyi couldn't wait any longer. He looked anxious and felt cold in his heart:

'What are you waiting for...it seems like the others won't come out...'

But when he was stunned, he felt a wave of heat in the back of his head. He was suddenly startled and turned his head, only to find that the young man holding the golden hammer had appeared behind him at some point, looking at him with a sneer.

Fei Qingyi's heart suddenly hit the bottom, as if it was cold snow, and he whispered:

"Home...owner..."

Li Jiangqian was neither hasty nor slow, and didn't even move much. His eyes that Fei Qingyi never dared to look at looked sarcastically:

"Master Fei, who are you waiting for?"

This sentence contained cold sarcasm, which almost made his heart sink into the deep ice and snow. As his mind drifted, a name gradually emerged in his mind:

‘Then the real person lied to me? Li Ximing is back... or which Zifu is on the lake? ’

…

Baijiang River.

He Lianwu was wearing armor and holding a long-handled saber. His armor burst out with silvery white in the dark. He looked quite leisurely. He looked towards the south as if he were watching a play and sighed in admiration from time to time.

It wasn't until the apricot-colored Li Huo burst into flames that he smiled softly, stepped forward, and said with a smile:

"The old-fashioned ones are easy to deal with. After killing a few people, they won't be able to sit still!"

But after he only took two steps forward, he narrowed his eyes slightly and stopped moving forward.

The black air in the clouds in front of him dissipated, and a man stood quietly.

This man was wearing golden armor, with a piece of white gold showing the shape of fine and dense scales. He was tall and had a calm expression. The most peculiar thing was that his eyes turned out to be a complex dark gold color in the darkness.

The white air roared out from the soles of his feet and turned into a bright white ocean. It quickly spread and changed into various shapes. Some were white cicadas chirping, or some lin beasts were biting. The black smoke filled the sky. Resolve evil spirits.

He now appeared, standing quietly. The darkness in the sky quickly dissipated, fading to the north like a tide, shrinking to the back of Helianwu Meng, turning into a small piece of black sky in the northern sky, and Bright confrontation in the south.

The smile on Helianwu Meng's face gradually stiffened.

‘‘Ming Yang’… not Li Ximing… Li’s family still has a trump card…’

His eyes gradually became colder, but he was neither angry nor angry, and sneered:

"I don't know which fellow Taoist it is."

The man with golden eyes and scaly armor raised his head slightly, and saw clouds in the sky, which transformed into a lin beast with white clouds. It descended from the sky with a long weapon in its mouth, circled around him, and handed it into his hand.

But it was a halberd with a full moon-like arc in the center, shrouded in a permeating aura, exuding bright lights in the billowing white air. The halberds seemed to be condensed into substance, piercing the clouds and looming.

He turned his halberd upside down and pointed it straight at Helian Wumeng. The cold front flashed and his voice was deep:

"Wangyue Lake, Minghuang."

Helian Wumeng was a direct descendant of the Tiefu Kingdom and a Qilin'er who was killed from the sea of ​​​​blood in the corpse mountain in Mobei. He did not hesitate at all. Instead, there was some excitement in his eyes, and he looked at him with a smile:

"I have been fighting in Mobei for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such a character!"

Lifting the long-handled saber, pieces of armor on his body lit up, and the eighteen glass orbs around his waist shone one by one. The strong wind roared past, raising his black hair, revealing the white bone necklace around his neck. , said coldly:

"In the country of Tiefu, Helian is fierce."

Before he finished speaking, the sky turned bright, and a halberd came across the sky. It quickly magnified in his eyes, reflecting bright white light. The cold front hit his face, causing his pupils to quickly dilate.

"Qiang!"

The colorful light erupted from the collision of magical powers mixed with the flames and sparks, creating mighty ripples in the air. The long-handled saber was already placed in front of him. The Great Ascension Halberd was pure white as snow, carrying The long branches dotted with scale-like patterns were only an inch away from his face.

"good!"

There was some surprise in Helianwu Meng's eyes. The billowing evil energy had already surged up his body and turned into a dark evil light. But in just a short moment, the magic weapon held by the long-handled sword had disappeared. Turning the sweep into a split, it fell from the sky with billowing white light!

"Boom!"

White smoke rose into the sky. Helianwu returned the long-handled sword sharply, stood on the ground, and exhaled with a smile. The scales of the armor of the young man with golden eyes opposite him shone brightly in the sun, and the halberd pointed diagonally at the ground. Helianwu narrowed his eyes fiercely, and his figure had transformed and disappeared on the spot.

"Qiang!"

However, he saw the young man in front of him holding halberds in both hands, raising them at the same level, and blocked the incoming sword that looked like a spear but not a spear, or a knife but not a knife. The dark clouds in the sky were immediately dispersed by the colorful light of magical power rising into the sky, and then the sound of There was an increasingly fierce collision sound, and they were beaten together for dozens of times. Although Helian Wumeng's whole body was hot, he felt very happy. The magic light of the long-handled saber became more and more majestic as it accumulated, like a long dragon piercing the sea, carrying it with it. Black light comes through.

Li Zhouwei immediately retrieved the halberd, turned the halberd upside down, and passed sideways. The armor scales on his body stood up in the evil light, making a harsh buzzing sound.

"bite!"

The halberd was drawn a little, and the moon-like curved branch hooked the long-handled saber, and he tapped it lightly like a dragonfly touching water. The body avoided it, and the magical powers collided. When it reached the man's hand, it was like a landslide and tsunami, making him relax with a smile. Open the deflected spiritual weapon.

Billowing white smoke rose into the sky, and the spiritual weapon suddenly disappeared, and the Beidi man's arrogant smile came out:

"Okay, okay! The southerners only have swords, and they are not good at anything else. It is rare to meet a person who can play well and match his opponent! Let's fight!"

The billowing evil energy spurted upwards along his armor, and two vertical marks slowly appeared on both sides of the man's cheeks. He opened one eye each, and both were filled with blood-red color. In an instant, it turned into a battle in the hell. Jiang took the flying long-handled saber again from the void and turned it into evil light and rushed towards it.

Li Zhouwei on the other side stood up in the golden light. His magical power quickly covered the magic weapon in his hand. He glanced at it lightly and saw that the full moon-like twigs on the magic weapon seemed to have been struck by thunder. They were buzzing and seemed to have already formed. Small damage.

[Dasheng] is only an ancient magic weapon after all. Even if he uses magical powers to protect it everywhere, how can it be compared with other people's spiritual weapons? !

"Wow..."

A strong wind hit his face, and the person in front of him was already riding the wind, bringing with him a sea of ​​evil energy. Li Zhouwei closed his eyes slightly, his eyebrows brightened, and burst out a beam of light that penetrated the sea of ​​evil, causing the clouds in the sky to solidify and the black energy to disperse:

【Shang Yao Fu Guang】!

Li Ximing only started to practice [Shang Yao Fu Guang] when he reached the level of supernatural power, but Li Zhouwei has been practicing for more than 20 years! At the same time, his giant palace shone brightly, and a bit of gold jumped out.

Zifu’s sun spiritual object——[Fu Luojin]!

The rich golden color penetrated through the clouds, Helian Wumeng's face was cold, and the evil light on his body seemed to turn into actual water drops, and he pointed forward with his long-handled saber! Collide with this brilliance head-on!

"Boom!"

The billowing whiteness surged into the sky in an instant, making the sky bright for a while, and the evening night almost turned into the light of the morning sun. The long-handled saber froze in the golden light for a moment, as if it was swinging, shaking slightly from side to side, but I saw The halberd suddenly sprang out of Taixu.

"Clang!"

The full-moon-like twig emitted a dazzling white light, hooked firmly on the handle of the gun, emitted a harsh spark collision sound, and raised a huge force:

‘How brave! You want to take away my weapons! ’

Helian Wumeng had a long history with him, and he had heard of Li Ximing's magical power. How could he not let go without knowing that Mingyang's magical power was good at suppressing him? But before he could react, the man with golden eyes actually let go of his hand first, and struck his face with a divine light.

The opponent was killed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, but Li Zhouwei had been fighting for so many years and had been guarding Mi Fan for ten years. How could he have less experience in fighting? If the magical weapon is not as good as others, it is natural to trade one's own shortcomings for the enemy's strong points!

Helian Wu Meng sneered in his heart, the two eyes on his cheeks rolled suddenly, turned into two red lights and gathered in front of him, making the opponent's magical power feel like it was stuck in a swamp, and the long-handled sword immediately wanted to deflect and withdraw it:

‘Want to exchange my strengths? I won’t even give you back your weapons! ’

A glint of appreciation flashed through Helian Wu's eyes. Raging black flames were already igniting from Li Zhouwei's body, and four slender arms broke out from his body. They were golden and white, each holding an object. !

The pure white ivory jade fan on the upper left rolls out the raging "Sui Qi" fire, the lower one is a small flag painted with flying birds, emitting five kinds of boiling Li fire, the upper right is the mountain of white jade, with flying cranes, and the lower right is It is the Taotao Black Flame Halberd, which is astonishingly powerful.

The four paths shined together and all fell on Helian Wumeng!

[Jia Zi Po’s Halberd Refining and Weaponry Technique]!

But it's far more than that. Behind this man covered in white-gold scale armor, there is a glorious heavenly gate that rises from the clouds and goes straight into the boundless sky. Dragon birds are circling, and the two white gates have already been aligned. , it will be suppressed in an instant!

But Helianwu's fierce gaze always stayed on the surging black flames. The joy of the original battle also stopped, and his pupils suddenly enlarged:

‘‘Sui Qi’? Daliang? Tuoba family? ! ’

But this hesitation was only for a moment. Without any hesitation, he still refused to let go of the spiritual weapon in his hand. He raised the long-handled sword slightly and placed its tail across his chest. The magnificent evil spirit also spurted out from his chest. It was as if the door to Senluo Hell had been opened, and endless surging demonic energy and evil energy spewed out:

‘‘Thousands of bodies’! ’

Characters appearing in this chapter

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Li Jianglong's "Visiting the Heavenly Gate" [Early Stage of Foundation Building]

Li Quewan's "Hou Shenshu" [middle stage of foundation building]

He Lian Wu Meng [Early Period of Zifu]

Fei Qingyi [Early stage of foundation building]

Li Zhouwei [early period of Zifu]