Chapter 910 Scars

With his magical powers in operation, his figure instantly transformed into a rolling black evil, changing between evil spirit and evil light, rising and dancing, welcoming the various brilliances that were flying down.

The five kinds of fire mixed with the fire of deep air gushing out of the [Bai Yin Fan], fluttered and fell down, interacting with the rolling evil spirit, rising into red and black light. The two fires separated, and a white jade mountain fell from the sky.

"Ding!"

The handle of the long-handled paddle knife was gently raised to the chest, holding the white jade mountain, and another hand rushed out from the evil spirit, grabbing the black long halberd that stabbed out coldly from the fire.

"Bang!"

Then a spark burst out, and the five fingers were angry and locked tightly on the long halberd. The contact point rose with the burst of sparks and billowing black smoke, making a tooth-grinding creaking sound.

Li Zhouwei's [Jia Zi Soul Refining Halberd Weaponry] is indeed powerful, but unfortunately the weapon in his hand is just a magic weapon, an ancient magic weapon, which is not very suitable for Zifu. The five kinds of fire mixed with the profound energy can at least burn the opponent's body, but the [Yuyan Mountain] that dominated the lake in the past was only enough to block the tail of the other party's spiritual weapon lightly. If it were not for the blessing of magical powers, it would not even hit the shadow of a person.

Only the long halberd transformed by the surging black flame broke into the evil spirit, forcing Helian Wumeng to reach out to catch it, burning his palm with black smoke, which is the only spell that can cause substantial damage.

The "Heavenly Gate" in the sky has arrived!

Helian Wumeng had been paying attention early, and turned into smoke to eat so many attacks from the opponent, just to free up his hands at this moment. At this time, he put two fingers of one hand together and raised them to his chest, and the eighteen glass beads on his waist disappeared immediately.

"Om!"

The glazed beads echoed each other, emitting the light of the moon, and turned into a white jade disc in the air, steadily catching the "Ye Tianmen" magic in the sky. The moon and the bright sun collided, emitting bursts of light like boiling water.

These eighteen glazed beads are called [Western General Glazed Stars]. They were originally the treasures that Helian Wumeng kept at the bottom of his box. He was reluctant to use them for this moment!

It's not that he is afraid of this magic, but the place is really wrong now. If it is placed on the sea or in the north, he must try the power of this magic. Although he is happy to see the prey now, he has not lost his mind. How can he be easily suppressed by the magic when he goes deep into the enemy's hinterland?

But just as he released the treasure, the situation in front of him suddenly changed. The four arms generated behind the opponent played a restraining role. The golden-eyed young man in the sky had already withdrawn his hands. He held the Dasheng in one hand, and golden light flashed in his eyes. The other hand penetrated into the evil spirit and actually pinched Helian Wumeng's neck in the illusory evil spirit!

'Hmm? '

Helian Wumeng practiced the "evil spirit" body supernatural power, gathering and dispersing at will. Unless the opponent has the life supernatural power, it is extremely difficult to find his body from the evil spirit at once. It should be forced out by magic. How can it be pulled out from the evil spirit?

But now his neck was locked by his bare hands. There was no time to be surprised. The supernatural power of the whole body rushed into his eyes without regard for the consequences. The light of the eighteen glass beads in the sky dimmed, and his eyes suddenly turned blood red, rising with surging demonic energy, trying to turn into a surging demonic light to force the opponent back.

The young man's golden pupils were blazing, and the gate in the sky also took the opportunity to disappear, and light also rose from the center of his eyebrows.

"Boom!"

The blood-red magic light and the upper Yao Fu Guang turned into a substantial light column in the air and confronted each other. At the moment of the collision, the blood color instantly occupied the entire sky, and a red light spread from Helian Wumeng. Although the size of the light was similar, the opponent's magic was more magical, and the input of mana was even more reckless, and the power was even stronger!

But a faint golden light emerged from the [upper Yao Fu Guang] at the center of Li Zhouwei's eyebrows, which was the power of the sun provided by [Fu Lue Jin]!

This pure sun power went upstream, as if it had taken away something, causing the blood-colored magic light to turn into an attic in the sky and suddenly decay.

At the same time, the young man with golden pupils approached, and the face quickly enlarged in his pupils. There was a loud bang, and the moment the magic light was interrupted, the young man in silver-black armor had been punched on the head, and a black cloud exploded.

"Hmm..."

Two lines of blood and tears flowed down Helian Wumeng's cheeks in an instant, and the evil spirits in the sky exploded together. His figure also disappeared from the original place with red light, and the red scene in the air was no longer traced. His figure actually moved sideways for dozens of feet and stopped with billowing black smoke.

Li Zhouwei gently shook his hand, and the magic blood on his hand was constantly turning into rolling evil spirits like a storm, flying up - Helian Wumeng's method of escaping from the golden cicada shell obviously required a price.

The Beidi man had his eyes closed at this moment, with a look of pain on his face, and rolling blood and tears were constantly flowing from the corners of his eyes. The man raised his hand early, pointed two fingers at his eyes, and poked hard under the two eyes.

Two round holes suddenly appeared on Helian Wumeng's cheeks. He gently flipped his face, and two blood-red eyes temporarily grew under his tightly closed eyes. The dazzling red light emerged again, and fixed the white light that broke through the air!

[Shangyao Fuguang] can be so powerful, mostly relying on the sun power released by [Fuluojin], but this sun power is not endless. At this moment, it has already entered the opponent's eyes. The white light suddenly faded and was defeated by the red light, allowing this aggressive magic light to fall on the forehead of the golden-eyed young man.

"Boom!"

He Lian Wu Meng did not show the slightest trace of rejoicing, his expression was extremely calm. At the same time, he raised his long-handled saber upwards and blocked the long halberd that shot out of the air with a clang and was as cold as a poisonous snake.

"Clang!"

In his haste, he didn't show any weakness. Unfortunately, the other party didn't resist the magic light at all. Instead, he turned the halberd violently, and the twigs with colored light flew across his face lightly, opening a terrible wound. Almost half of his face was cut off, and for a moment, bright white teeth could be vaguely seen!

Helianwu Meng looked extremely calm.

"Thousands of bodies"!

The color of the body's magical power continues to brighten, and the wound that occupies most of the face has just appeared, suddenly shrunk, and returned to its original appearance, without resolving the power of the bright sun and the black flame that were originally stagnant in the wound and were constantly destroying it. , but quickly and skillfully restrained it, condensing into a thin golden-white mark.

But he still had no time to resolve the light of the sun in his eyes, so he just dodged it slightly, and it immediately turned into evil energy and dissipated, condensing and forming on the other side, looking a little embarrassed.

Without him, he just avoided the "Ye Tian Gate" that reappeared in the sky and locked him.

Li Zhouwei on the other side also suffocated slightly, and the magic light on his forehead exploded instantly. In an instant, a dark, flashing white bone was visible, but the golden-white blood spurting out instantly turned away all the magic, leaving this person The skin of the wound grows hair and returns to smooth skin instantly.

This magic light undoubtedly gave Helian Wumeng another chance to breathe. The [Xi Ci General Liuli Star] suddenly brightened, and he took advantage of this opportunity to suppress it on the young man opposite.

How could Li Zhouwei not see how powerful this treasure was? The sky vibrated and the bright sun rose. The "Ye Tianmen" gave up on the opponent and stood up from the bottom up, blocking the glass beads in the sky and sending out billowing white smoke.

"laugh…"

They were far apart and finally stopped at the same time.

"Buzz..."

Li Zhouwei turned his arm on the halberd, and the sword kept buzzing and whining. Even though the raging black flames covered it and prevented it from directly contacting the spiritual weapon, the magic weapon still seemed to be overwhelmed.

Helianwu Meng's blood and tears still didn't stop. He coughed, and two golden lights erupted from his closed eyes. Finally, he opened them, revealing a hollow and charred black color, and those two terrifying eyes suddenly crawled upwards, filling in the empty space. In his eyes, his face became handsome again, and from a distance, it looked exactly like its original appearance.

After a hearty battle, they were separated in an instant. There was nothing strange about the two of them, except for the faint scar on Helian Wumeng's face that was rapidly fading away from the golden white color.

The sky also redistributed with the two as the dividing line between north and south. One side was filled with evil energy and boundless darkness, while the other side was bright and colorful with flying clouds. The two of them were silent for a while.

It wasn't that the winner was determined, but that the hazy golden light was spreading rapidly from the northwest. One golden body after another appeared behind Helian Wumeng, and their eyes were both greedy and fearful. He put his hands together and lowered his eyebrows, remaining silent.

Suddenly four people came to Lianmin.

With his back against the river, Li Zhouwei was facing off against the other demons under the bright sky. However, neither side took action. He then saw Yi Lian laughed sadly, glanced at Li Zhouwei, put his hands together and whispered:

"The north is successful, but the boring knife has not conquered it. This place is still unsafe. We have been ordered to help the Taoist friends return to the small room..."

Helian Wumeng didn't even turn his head, with a surprised look on his face and still itchy hands, he looked at Li Zhouwei from a distance until a deep voice came from the air:

"Good Dharma body."

Li Zhouwei praised him, but Helian Wumeng still looked at him in surprise. The tip of the long-handled knife was pointed downwards, nailed into the clouds. He raised a finger and gently brushed the golden-white scar on his face. Then, the golden-white color appeared on his finger, and he raised it in front of him to take a closer look:

"good!"

There was joy in his eyes.

"A battle with Minghuang will defeat my three years of hard work!"

Even though the two of them were enemies of each other, the Beidi man's magnanimity remained undiminished. Although the wounds on his face had faded and his magical powers had been resolved, there were still traces left on his face, giving his face a bit more fierceness.

"I will remember this halberd."

The two parties faced off in the air, their spiritual consciousness locked on each other's every move. After a few breaths, two figures flew hurriedly from the south.

These were naturally the few demon cultivators who crossed the river. Li Zhouwei and Helianwu fought fiercely very quickly. The group of demon cultivators retreated urgently and only these two escaped. Even the young man in black had a flash of black light on his body, which was obviously something. The Zifu Talisman protects and intimidates him. If not for this, he might not have been able to leave so easily.

The other man's body was covered with burning Lihuo and bright light, his lower body had disappeared, and the remaining upper body was also billowing with black smoke. Obviously, in this short period of time, among the many monks crossing the river, only the two of them were left. indivual.

Li Zhouwei on the river glanced lightly, while Helian Wumeng quietly clenched the long-handled saber in his hand, with a smile in his eyes, which was self-evident.

Since Taiyang Taoism has been defeated, it is most likely to retreat at this moment. After all, this Taoism has a deep foundation and no one will push too hard. However, Helian Wumeng and others are too deep into the mission, and the North is not thinking at all, and they are afraid of getting dumped. , then we have to evacuate, these people must be taken away.

Once a fight breaks out, Helianwu's fierceness is enough to keep Li Zhouwei, but it's hard to say what Lianmin will do for the rest.

But Li Zhouwei only glanced at it, grasped the halberd with five fingers, and said coldly:

"People can leave, but the things in their stomachs stay."

As soon as these words came out, the four Lianxins all looked eager to try, but Helian Wumeng was not willing to stay here for a long time. He laughed, and even looked like he was gloating about the misfortune and watching the fun without taking it too seriously. He only said:

"Spit it out!"

Then they saw the face of the demon cultivator next to the young man in black fell, and he spat out his flesh and skin with a crash. He was immediately bound by the sky light and gathered into a ball in the sky. Then the two of them flew across the river in fear.

They hurriedly hid under the fierce clouds of Helianwu, looked at Li Zhouwei in panic, and then turned their eyes back to their real faces. Their eyes seemed to be burned by the scars on their faces, and they quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look further.

It is impossible for Zifu Dharma Body to leave scars. He obviously remembered this wound in his heart and deliberately left it. At the moment, the demon cultivators crossing the river fled back. He caught the two of them, and the evil spirit Dharma Body quickly turned into black and floated away. , leaving only a word echoing in the darkness:

"I'm using so many spells today, it's so boring! Watching...my fellow Taoist change his weapons and let's fight again!"

In a big battle, Helian Wumeng could naturally realize that Li Zhouwei was constrained. If it weren't for the fact that the weapons in his hands were incompetent, he wouldn't have suddenly gotten close and forced him to use magic instead. If there was no trace of the sun's light in the twilight, This fight will not end easily.

Then the sky was bright, the darkness receded, and the monks also retreated. Li Zhouwei stood in the clouds, quietly watching the other person's retreating figure:

‘Helianwu Meng…Tiefu Country…’

He turned the magic weapon and looked at the [Da Sheng] in his hand with some distress. The crescent moon-like twigs had been somewhat bent and deflected, scattering little golden glimmers.

‘The materials for the ancient magic weapon are hard to find, so I had no choice but not to break them. ’

He glanced at the magic weapon in his hand, glanced at the white air on the horizon with a complex expression, and then casually cast his gaze on the meat ball spat out by the demon cultivator, and said coldly:

"Get out of here!"

Then I saw a head protruding from the piece of flesh and blood, only connected to the body, no limbs, the face was handsome, but the face was stained with blood, the complexion was extremely pale, the breath was like a gossamer, the lips were trembling, and it seemed that he was about to die soon. It's Fei Qingyi!

There was a battle on the lake, and there was no help. The demon cultivators wanted to retreat, and used the Zifu Talisman to retreat the enemy. They pretended to deceive him and asked him not to resist, and temporarily killed most of Fei Qingyi in one bite. He swallowed it whole body, obviously in order to take it across the river - whether it was used as a tonic or had other values, it was left to Helian Wumeng to deal with...

Most of Fei Qingyi's mana and blood have been squeezed out of others' stomachs, and now that he has been spit out like this, most of Fei Qingyi's body is supported by the tenacious vitality of the foundation. It will turn into ice and snow in the next moment, and his pupils will disappear. Magnified to the extreme, he looked at Li Zhouwei with trembling lips, his head hanging low.

His consciousness has gradually become blurry, but it is not that he does not know Li Zhouwei's name, and he has even seen this figure from a distance.

'It's only been a few years...'

Li Zhouwei looked at him with a smile. With a gentle blow, a white wind swept up. He pulled out his hands and feet from the meat ball and inserted them into his limbs like onions. The power of the bright sun came out and called him immediately. The limbs become sound.

His face suddenly turned rosy, but before he could stand firm in the air, the white halberd was already raised high, reflecting the colorful clouds and golden light in the sky, coming through the air and passing through his chest!

"Pfft!"

The halberd lifted him up in the air. Fei Qingyi was hanging on the halberd like a dead fish. Only a pair of cold, dark golden eyes were left in the scene of the sky and the earth hanging upside down. The world was spinning, the pain was heartbreaking, and his mind was filled with pain. There was only one cold thought left:

‘It would be better to die cleanly! ’

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He Lian Wu Meng [Early Period of Zifu]

Fei Qingyi [Early stage of foundation building]

Li Zhouwei [early period of Zifu]