Chapter 137: The Return of the Eight Gods (Part II)

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Just as Leng Yu and Dao Zhenren used their spiritual power to confront each other, Ren Chong and Mingyue Venerable were facing each other, the sky changed color and became extremely dark, and dark clouds rolled wantonly in the sky, showing signs of a storm coming. However, it is not the strange phenomenon that attracts people's attention, but the source of the strange phenomenon.

Dazzling and charming light erupted on Taiji Mountain, red, blue, yellow, etc., eight colors are constantly intertwined, extremely lingering, but quite hateful to each other, they intersect like frolicking and devouring. The dark earth was lit up because of it, the sleeping people were awakened because of it, and everything became quite natural.

Without the slightest hesitation, when Mo Wei tried his best to protect everything on the mountain, the Xuanji Daoist couldn't care about morality, the most important thing at the moment was stability, but he was being watched by others, how could he be stable, so he moved, and when he moved, he turned into an afterimage, so that he swam around the remaining five 'twenty-one students', and it was not a blink of an eye when he returned to his original position.

Looking at the field, in addition to the four people who could stand, there was only Pu Jian who was 'imprisoned', it was very obvious, the Xuanji Taoist was quite contemptuous of Pu Jian, his eyes only looked at him slightly and then moved away, and he planned to go up Taiji Mountain to see what was going on. But after just taking two steps, his steps stopped unconsciously, not only because of Suzaku's frightened expression, but also because of the oppressive aura coming from behind him.

Since his debut, Park Blade has never been so angry as he is today, he is high, and he looks down on others except adults, even Ren Chong, who is the first in the 'Twenty-one Scholars'. The neglect and contempt shown by the Xuanji Daoist today, which one of them was not like a sharp sword inserted into his chest, which made his atmosphere reach the extreme.

When the figure of the Xuanji Dao person moved, Pu Blade's eyes burst out again with a strange red, which Suzaku had seen before, but this time the red was very weird, it was inexplicably terrifying. In the end, the Xuanji Daoist just looked at him with contempt, which made Pu Blade, who had been patient to the limit, break through.

The Xuanji Daoist didn't expect to see such a thing in the blink of an eye, is this the kind of eyes that a person can have? The black eyes, and even one of his eyes emitted a blazing light, the Xuanji Daoist deeply felt that it was anger, and the fire in his eyes was not a good phenomenon, so the Xuanji Daoist had to confront him seriously, and the aura of the person in front of him was strengthened, so strong that he had to tremble in his heart.

Mo Wei, who has always been concerned about the many gang leaders of the beggar gang, was also attracted by the evil and depressing aura, and the changes in the Xuanji Daoist happened to fall into his eyes, so with a natural wave of his hands, many of his subordinates stepped on Taiji Mountain one after another, so as to find a platform to watch the battle, and the four of them, who were the four tiger generals, remained silent at this time and retreated. Humanized, diverse literary sites, come to read books and say goodbye to book famine!

With the passage of time, Pu Blade, who was originally hideous, had a layer of silver light all over his body, white and black intersected, and the space was not very dark, but with the appearance of Pu Blade's silver light, within its one-meter periphery, darkness gradually enveloped him, and the dark aura slowly appeared, and the breath became more and more depressing.

In addition to the Xuanji Daoist who was uneasy and did not attack rashly, there was also the Mingyue Venerable who had been fighting against each other under the influence of the dark aura, and it was obvious that he felt a cordial and suppressed aura, which made his eyebrows frown slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but look closely at Ren Chong in front of him.

"Don't worry, I'm not, I don't need the assistance of the sideways, the battle is only my battlefield, a battlefield to show my skills. As if he understood what the Xuanji Daoist was thinking, Ren Chong responded very calmly, but the situation between the two of them changed because of this.

"Drink!"

Ren Chong drank coldly, and before Ren Chong in his original position disappeared, a Ren Chong appeared in the sky above the bright moon, his hands glowed with a dark blue light, and a trace of purple-blue light flashed in his fists.

"Bang!"

The Venerable Mingyue is not covered, and after being reborn, he is extremely sure of his strength, so he knows that the power of Ren Chong's punch will definitely not be light, and he can know it from his speed. Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he travels to the tiger mountain, which is the standard of the people on the bright moon. Storyteller --.-r-g. There is no doubt that the same punch will be unremarkable, but the strength of both sides is shown.

Everything was calm, but Ren Chong's breathing was not very steady, and the right hand of the Venerable Mingyue was not very natural, and the faint pain could only be understood by the Venerable Venerable Mingyue, and the smell of being struck by lightning was really uncomfortable, but the blow just now told him that the other party was not as powerful as him. Obviously, Ren Chong also understands the truth, but they are half a catty, and it is almost impossible to defeat the other party in the shortest possible time.

With the first round of attacks, the second round of attacks will inevitably follow, so Ren Chong is no longer polite. When it is strong, it is strong, that is the spirit left over from the Liuli Continent. The battle intent of the two was released at this moment, and they also chose to attack from a distance, and they were really not sure of the melee combat, and they had to work hard.

"The wood lingers. Wind Dust Storm. ”

"The Blade of Earth. Frost of Water. ”

Almost at the same time, without any fancy, Ren Chong and the Venerable Bright Moon used the ultimate moves of various natures. The dust of the earth became irritable by the wind, and it raged wildly. At the same time, the wood nature with strong vitality kept tumbling, gathering around Ren Chong and the Venerable Bright Moon. Dust turns to arrows, breezes turn to storms, and trees grow to meet layers of frost.

After a few minutes of baptism, the sky returned to calm, Taiji Mountain also returned to silence, everything was just a bubble, and life had to go on. Although the darkness gradually disappeared, what happened in front of the Xuanji Daoist was far more shocking than what had just happened.

The black gas on Pu Blade's body gradually disappeared, but the anger emitted by his body was even more depressing, at the same time, the image of Pu Blade gradually changed, and the eyes that had just calmed down for a while burst out of raging fire at this time, and the strange thing was that the red did not shoot at the Xuanji Daoist, but burned himself, inch by inch, gradually turning red and finally black......

"Not good!"

Suddenly, the mysterious Taoist who was looking at him was very fascinated and panicked, all these phenomena showed that danger was coming, and this was probably the legendary 'beast way'. Obviously, in such a cultivation to exert the 'beast path', there is no need to question the power, and the level of proficiency has reached the level of perfection. Perhaps it would be best to destroy the blade before it took shape, but the Xuanji Daoist didn't do that because it wasn't worth it.

The only ones who really did not listen to what was going on outside the window were Leng Yu and asked the real people, although the atmosphere outside was extremely chaotic, but they all stuck to the last level. In the same way, if either of them could not bear it and was breached by the first line of defense, the end would be terrible.

Just as they were scared, they had been staring at Mo Wei on Taiji Mountain with a trace of spiritual power, felt a slight movement of Taiji Mountain, frowned, and disappeared into the distance without saying hello. Before they reached the gate of the beggar gang, they heard a piece of chirping, and the sound was extremely chaotic.

"Master Mo!"

"Master Mo!"

As soon as Mo Yu's figure appeared, the disciples of the beggar gang shouted one after another, and the dense crowd divided into a path. Mo Wei's face was calm, but his heart was churning, and the calm expression on his face slowly turned into admiration. The eight pillars of light that had just faded were showing signs of recovery at this time, because in the backyard of the beggar gang, there were rays of light.

What Mo Wei admired was the ability of the people of Long Yuanfeng, their cultivation was as normal as eating, and they casually rose to another level. At this time, seeing that the cultivation of the dragon wind can make the wind and clouds change, it is estimated that the strength will not be much worse. Just when Mo Wei sighed, the big house in the inner courtyard of the beggar gang showed dazzling lights.

Others don't know what's going on, and the people who are the protagonists of Longyuanfeng are not very clear, because they have reached the realm of nothingness, forgetting themselves and things, and they have nothing to ask for in their hearts, and they are extremely calm. Perhaps this is the realm of selflessness that cultivators pursue, so that they can develop their own potential.

At this time, hanging on the head of the dragon edge was a blue-blue stick, about three feet long, and the bottom was like an octopus spreading out, exuding a majesty from top to bottom. In addition, what hangs on the limelight of Fengziguo and Lin Zi is no longer the 'Thunder Sword' and 'Fire Cloud Sword' they used in the past, but the veritable 'Thunder Gun' and 'Fire Cloud Knife', both of which are high above them, making people respect them.

On the other hand, their masters, except for Zhang Yili's 'Demon Eater' was more conspicuous, after all, its banner was slowly waving. As the light bloomed on them became more and more dazzling, and they themselves began to slowly rise. Sitting in a circle in eight directions, as they ascended, the incomparably hard roof was so unbearable in front of them, Mo Wei, who had just entered a step, happened to see this scene.

Mo Yu saw that the bodies of Long Yuanfeng and the others rotated with the weapons on their heads, and the frequency was not large, just enough to see their faces clearly. Without exception, the faces of the eight of them all showed a natural, dignified look. This time, the eight rays of light did not intertwine, but rose to the sky, straight into the sky.

The eight pillars of light are one meter in diameter, and the light of different colors intersects with the sky, and the sky has just returned to normal, when the wind and clouds change color again, and the thunder and lightning intersect. As time passed, thunder and lightning, storms and rains all came, but only the people who could be treated by them were the people of Longyuanfeng, and the rest of the place was peaceful.

Mo Wei opened his mouth and looked at the front of him, this scene was really shocking, what was going on? However, it was not this that was shocking, but after everything returned to nature, a shocking and majestic voice sounded: "Congratulations to Yagami on returning to his place." You are born and lived according to the destiny, and I hope to remember that you can return to the throne as soon as possible. ”

Mo Xian's whole body couldn't move, only those eyes could blink, but the stunned expression hadn't recovered yet, only to see that the voice had just disappeared, and the dragon wind hanging in the air finally opened his eyes naturally, without the slightest surprise at what was in front of him, opened his eyes, and the weapon landed in their hands, thus landing on the ground safely.

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