Chapter eighty-one, the road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high
Half a moon later, above the high altitude of the mountain range, a dragon boat emerged from the clouds and mist, at first I didn't feel how, with the speed of falling, the dragon boat became bigger and bigger, at a glance, it seemed like a small castle falling from the sky.
The dragon boat did not stop, but floated in mid-air like a floating island.
Above the dragon boat, there is a square with a length and width of dozens of zhang, the square side is a nine-storey building, the material of this building is not stone and not wood, it is cast with the hardest 'dragon pattern gold', it is integrated with the dragon boat, tall and majestic; it is engraved with dense runes, flashing bursts of blue light, forming a huge cyan light cover, enveloping the dragon boat, isolating the undercurrent of the four directions of Shu.
There were five people standing on the side of the square of the dragon boat, the first one was tall, with a square face, a ruddy complexion, a white robe with a decent cut, and I don't know what material it was made of, and the robe exuded a faint treasure light.
He clasped his hands behind his back, silently, his eyes stared at the sand mist of the Qingqiu Mountains out of thin air, his eyes shining, as if he could see through the barrier in the sand fog of the mountains.
This person is Xu Xuanyang, the sect leader of the Great Yan Sect, and behind him, there are four white-haired old men, three men and one woman, of different heights, but all of them have elegant expressions, like immortals.
Xu Xuanyang seemed to feel something, and turned to look towards the void in the east.
Suddenly, a black dot came from far and near, and a huge island came slowly from the east, which seemed to be not fast, but in the blink of an eye, the island came out of everyone's eyes, and stopped fifty zhang away from the dragon boat.
On the island, flowing springs and waterfalls, bamboo forests in the valleys, houses and pavilions, flocks of white cranes, occasionally see a corner, and there are countless flowers, competing to bloom, red, white, yellow, purple, blue... Colorful and colorful, beautiful; on the floating island, there are also several women, the woman standing in the front is twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a graceful posture, green silk like a waterfall, and a yellow shirt on the ground, showing nobblingly and elegantly; when they see Xu Xuanyang on the dragon boat, they bow their heads slightly to each other, which is regarded as a greeting.
Immediately after a huge Buddha horn came from the west, the sound was loud, but it was peaceful, and then a golden lotus cloud came from the west at great speed, and after being separated from the dragon boat by dozens of zhang distance, it turned into a huge lotus platform, on the lotus platform sat a person, with nine ring scars on his bare head, white eyebrows and white beard, but there was no trace of wrinkles, and his skin was ruddy and delicate, like a baby;
"The sword is ruthless, let it go, even if you come here, why not come for a while. Xu Xuanyang suddenly spoke, his voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the Qingqiu Mountain Range.
"Hold on for a while!"
As soon as the words fell, a white light was like lightning, crossing the sky, revealing a huge palace, floating in the air, through the body teeth white, like jade carving, the shining halo like a cover, enveloping the palace; above the palace, stood a middle-aged man, dressed in a white shirt, with white hair, a tall figure, his eyes were like electricity, and there were faint sword flashes around him, like thousands of swords out of the sheath, and the edge was Lingli, so that people did not dare to force their eyes.
"Qinglong Domain Ji has never seen fellow Daoists. ”
As soon as the words fell, on the dragon boat, three people appeared, the first one, dressed in an apricot yellow nine-dragon robe, was actually the lord of a country, two people behind him, an old man and a young man, the old man was dressed in a green robe, his temples were frost white, his eyes were slightly narrowed, but he saw the green light shining. Next to it was a young man dressed in white, tall and handsome, holding a milky piccolo in his hand, which seemed to be made of polished bones.
"Qinglong Domain... ”
Xu Xuanyang whispered and frowned again.
Suddenly, there was a flash of brilliance, and there were two more people on the dragon boat, the person on the left was dressed in white, and the sword intent was with a kind of life-destroying edge, it was the Sword Sect Sect Master Sword Ruthless;
At the same time, in the far north of the Qingqiu Mountains, a black mist stretched and contracted, turning into countless images, and a person sat in the black mist, his whole body wrapped in black cloth, which seemed to merge with the black mist;
"Alas!"
The black-robed man sighed softly, and then the hands hidden in the black robe continued to form strange seals, and struck towards the coffin in the air; With a click, the coffin lid suddenly opened, and then a little white light shot out from the coffin, and a woman in white appeared in the black mist, with a face like jade, a slender figure, a slender waist, straight legs, and a pair of clear big eyes staring at the man in black robes, with a transcendent temperament, like a white lotus blooming in the snow-capped mountains of ten thousand years, without a trace of fireworks in the world.
The black-robed man turned around and revealed a face, this was a terrifying face, the left side of the face was ruddy, the skin was smooth and smooth, but the right side was not a trace of flesh and blood, and the facial bones were all gone, so it was not scary.
"Daddy, you... The woman in white exclaimed.
"Don't panic, demons, life and death are infinitely calamity. ”
The black-robed man's words were incoherent, word by word, one high and one low, when the pitch was like two pieces of metal rubbing hard, making people numb, goosebumps all over the body, and when the tone was low, it was extremely gentle, just like the kind comfort of a mother at the bedside when she was sick.
The woman in white was silent, but her eyes were full of worry.
"Silly girl, demon, don't seek immortality, this is the way of calamity, if you don't enter the calamity, you can't become a demon, even if the god dies, it's just in line with the laws of heaven and earth. After the black-robed man finished speaking, he turned to look at the endless sand and mist in the Shangqingqiu Mountain Range, and then said slowly: "The imperial city is now, my father has his own mission, I am afraid that after this time, the world will be in chaos, and the demon gate will be in the future, Xiaoxue, you take this token, leave this place immediately, and go to find someone who is destined." ”
"No, I'm going to stay with Daddy!"
The woman in white had slightly red eyes, and tears kept rolling in her eyes.
"Girl, listen to Daddy, this matter is very important, and you can't be willful. After the black-robed man finished speaking, there was an extra palm-sized black token in his hand, the upper end was semicircular, and the lower end was boxy, at a glance, it looked like an ordinary iron block in the world, inconspicuous, the only eye-catching thing was that on the token, there was a strange rune engraved, and if you looked closely, it was a text that had never been seen before.
"Girl, remember that this token is one of the Nine Orders of the Emperor of Heaven, and you must keep it well and not lose it. After the black-robed man finished speaking, he looked at the token with some reluctance, and then threw it casually, and the token turned into a streamer and fell into the hands of the woman in white.
"Ren Xiaoyao, please come over for a while. ”
A peaceful voice resounded in the void, like between heaven and earth, and it could be heard everywhere.
"Let's go!"
The black-robed man suddenly stretched out his white-boned palm, and with a slight touch of his index finger, the black mist around him poured towards the woman in white, wrapping her tightly, like a black silkworm cocoon.
The woman in white was very reluctant, but the black-robed man tore his withered palm into the void, and a black hole appeared in the void; the black 'cocoon' was like a streamer, drawing a black arc in the air, and disappeared into the black hole in an instant.
The black-robed man lost his mind for a while, and then turned to look to the south, two beams of light, one white and one black, shot out from his eyes, and wisps of runes penetrated the void and turned into a large plane, like a mirror, showing many patterns, which was exactly the situation on the dragon ship of the Great Xing Sect.
Several major sect masters seemed to feel something, and they all looked at the black-robed man.
The huge dragon boat trembled slightly, and the dragon boat suddenly burst into blue light, runes swirled, and the nine-story building instantly turned into a huge dragon shadow, opening its mouth wide, and a huge fireball spit out from the dragon's mouth, colliding with the black and white light in the void.
"Ren Yao, what do you want to do?"
Xu Xuanyang suddenly stretched out his right hand, his middle finger and index finger together, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and then he looked towards the 'dragon shadow' above the dragon boat, only to see the blue light fade, and the dragon shadow turned into a nine-story building again.
Ren Xiaoyao shook his head twice, but said softly in his mouth: "I don't know the way of heaven, and I don't know the number of calamities is also the number of days." After speaking, a scroll appeared in his hand, threw it casually, and dispersed in the air, and then the figures together, fingers carved runes on the scroll, each rune was carved, and a huge dragon roar erupted from the scroll, and the huge sound wave dispersed the white clouds in the sky, forming a vacuum.
"Ren Yao, what are you going to do?"
An indifferent voice was shouting, and a small short sword suddenly appeared above the sword ruthless head, like a dagger in the world, as soon as this sword came out, the heaven and the earth seemed to be the world of the sword, and the endless sword qi was vertical and horizontal in the air, smashing the void, and the sword ruthlessly pinched a sword trick, and the short sword turned into a huge silver light, connecting the sky and the earth, ignoring the spatial distance, and slashing straight towards Ren Xiaoyao.
Ren Xiaoyao snorted lightly, didn't look at it, and with a wave of his hand, the entire sky was instantly shrouded in black fog, and the Qingqiu Mountain Range became pitch black, and there was no light in sight.
In the black mist, a coffin emerged, across the sky and the earth, unable to see the head, as if to hide the entire sky in the coffin, countless black fog condensed in mid-air into a lotus, thousands, endless, like a quagmire, submerging the huge sword light.
Others also felt bad, Xu Xuanyang had an extra seven-colored jade ruyi in his hand, the seven-colored light shone on the void, the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth instantly boiled, and countless filament-like colored threads frantically poured into the seven-colored jade Ruyi, making its light more and more prosperous, like a dream, like the rising sun, to break through this endless black fog, countless black lotuses dissolved under the colorful light.
The four old men behind Xu Xuanyang, each standing in the direction, kept sealing with both hands, and with the seal knot, the four divine beasts of Qinglong, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, and White Tiger formed an ancient magic circle and rushed into the endless black lotus.
Ji Wuchang took out a golden seal, and as soon as the golden seal came out, the golden light rose to the sky, and he threw it out casually, but it became bigger and bigger, turned into a big mountain, and rushed into the endless black lotus.
There were fewer and fewer black lotuses in the air, and the originally disappeared sky light appeared in front of everyone's eyes again.
Ren Xiaoyao's figure flickered, but he didn't stop carving runes on the scroll, just a mouthful of origin essence blood spit out, and landed on the huge coffin, and bursts of black mist poured out, enveloping the heavens and the earth, and countless black lotuses emerged from the black mist, getting bigger and bigger.
Everyone saw that the situation was abnormal, the old man in the green robe behind him, a green robe without wind and automatic, a strange green rune appeared on his face, he rubbed his hands, "snort", a violently tumbling green flame ignited, the flame became bigger and bigger, forming a huge fireball, but the air around it became strangely lower and lower, the old man in green shirt looked up to the sky and let out a roar, with both hands, the green fire suddenly burst open, turned into ten thousand points of spark, and flew straight towards the black lotus in the air.
At the same time, the white-clothed young man behind him had already put the bone flute in his hand to his lips, and a strange flute sounded, the sound waves rippled, and the black lotus in the void continued to dissipate in the flute.
The honest monk saw that it was wrong, and as soon as the golden lotus flower under his feet moved, he wanted to escape to the west, but he didn't want Ye Ying to be faster than him, and the entire island turned into a black shadow, and he almost disappeared in front of him.
"There is a catastrophe in heaven, please go on the road. ”
Ren Xiaoyao shouted, and then exploded into a blood mist, dyeing the runes on the scroll red, the scroll instantly became larger, covering the entire sky, and a huge vortex suddenly formed in the scroll, an irresistible force, sucking everyone into it.
The whirlpool spun faster and faster, and the sand mist of the Serpent's Cave was sucked into it, and then it became smaller and smaller, and out of it fell out of the huge palace and city, the continuous palace, the houses and the market, and a huge statue.
Endless light suddenly emitted from the scroll, enveloping the palace city, and the huge suction force in the vortex slowly sucked the palace and the city into the scroll.
The scroll began to shrink, eventually to the size of a speck of dust, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.