The vision on the altar made the faces of the people of all the sects change one after another. Although Lu Xin had not experienced the scene in front of him, he also understood that nine times out of ten, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Ding was recognizing the Lord.

An ancient artifact must have already given birth to its own consciousness. What's more, its true owner, the Red Flame Heaven has not completely fallen. Lu Xin had a very strong premonition that this Eight Desolate Fire Dragon Ding was deliberately given to Cao Fu by Chi Yantian. If this is the case, then Cao Fu is likely to fall into a trap of the ghost clan.

It's a pity that Lu Xin at this moment has no extra time to think about this matter. The people of all the sects rushed to the altar at the same time, and there were great signs of unity.

"Brother Dao, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Ding is merging with my physical body. This is the time of life and death, and it is also an opportunity for my Cao Fu to soar into the sky. Help me stop them for a moment, and it only takes a moment for me to take Brother Dao away. ”

Cao Fu's voice hurriedly finished speaking and then fell completely silent, and before Lu Xin could answer, he saw dozens of Dao methods flying towards him. There was no way, he could only rely on the incarnation rune to resist hard.

Bang!

The explosion at the steps resounded throughout the heavens and the earth, and the aftermath of the mana impact swept through the void within a radius of thousands of meters. Li Chunfeng's incarnation pointed at the forehead of the person who rushed to the front, turning it into ashes. Everyone was frightened, and for a while, all the major sects did not dare to come forward.

Li Chunfeng's incarnation, one husband is a pass, and ten thousand people can't be opened!

Not only that, Lu Xin held the sword in both hands and slashed continuously under the altar. The incomparable sword qi is comparable to the full force of the Eight Onmyoji of the Void Realm. The Ghost Mother Sect and his entourage, who rushed in front of the crowd, retreated one after another.

"I, Lu Xin! There is no door and no faction, and he has no intention of robbing the treasures of the ghost clan, let alone killing people. I just want to leave the Fengdu Ghost Domain, I hope you, don't force me! ”

The boy raised his breath and roared at everyone. His voice penetrated everything, as if it could go up to the nine heavens and down to the netherworld. Everyone present understood that what the boy said was not a lie. But the Eight Desolations Fire Dragon Ding is in front, how can they be soft-hearted.

The first to speak was Wang Qi. This master of the Netherworld Dao Sect, because he had been injured by Lu Xin before, did not come out stronger. But this does not prevent him from provoking trouble in front of various major factions.

"Fellow Daoists, don't listen to his rhetoric. This person's master, named Li Chunfeng, was the national teacher appointed by the Tang Emperor Li Shimin. He is doing things for the Tang Dynasty, don't be deceived. Moreover, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Ding is recognizing the Lord. If we delay any longer, none of us will have a chance. ”

As soon as Wang Qi's words came out, it immediately caused an uproar. The word "imperial court" has always been the most disgusting sect in the world. On the surface, although not many sects jumped out to resist the Tang Dynasty, behind the scenes, they all wanted to chase the Central Plains and be the lord of the world. After hearing that Lu Xin's master was Li Chunfeng, Ji Yu of the Nine Poison Sect was the first to change his face. He who was originally looking at Lu Xin with a calm gaze immediately became indifferent. On the night of the Chang'an killing, it was Li Chunfeng who blocked his master Ouyang Tianming's attack on the palace.

"Hahahaha, this Daoist brother is right. This person is indeed a lackey of the imperial court, and not long ago, he was outside the Red Flame Sky Gate and helped the people of the Shadow Dragon Guard. ”

The Qilin envoy of the Five Elephant Gate also jumped out, and when he spoke, his eyes were staring at the Youxian Sword in Lu Xin's hand, and he did not hide the greed in his eyes.

The anger of everyone was suddenly raised to the peak, and Lu Xin could clearly feel that the mana surging from all directions had increased several times. This is a momentum of common hatred, enough to engulf oneself in an instant.

"Boy, get out of the way, or don't blame us for bullying more and less."

"As an onmyoji, he is willing to be a lackey of the court. For that alone, you should be damned! ”

"Hahaha...... You Han Chinese are really strange. They all want to block everything with the power of their husbands. It's a pity that the power of the incarnation rune will disappear. At that time, I only need to move a finger from my reincarnation gate to send you reincarnation! ”

The sound of threats, insults, and ridicule was overwhelming for a while. Lu Xin had never faced so many onmyoji alone, let alone so many enemies alone. Although the exit of the Fengdu Ghost Domain was not far behind him, he didn't dare to move. Because he understands that as long as he turns around, countless Dao Fa will swallow him like random arrows.

At this moment, Lu Xin can't retreat, let alone be afraid!

"Wang Qi, in order to plot against the Central Plains, your Netherworld Dao Sect did not hesitate to stir up disputes between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks, and where was the world born? If the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Tripod falls into your hands, how many people will die in this world? And you, the five elephants are ungrateful and ambitious. If you are allowed to get the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Ding, it is inevitable that corpses will be scattered all over the field. Which of you, your sects, doesn't live for yourself? You keep saying that the court is not, but what have you done for this world? ”

Lu Xin roared again, but this time, he scolded everyone. Although he knew it wasn't a wise move, there was no way back. The young flesh is strong, so he can't grovel and bow his head and beg for mercy.

"Hmph, what did my Wuxiangmen do that hurt heaven and reason? How degrading you are? Boy, I didn't want to do anything to you. Unfortunately, you don't take your life seriously in the slightest. ”

With a cold snort, Zhou Ye suddenly rose into the air and flew above everyone. Under his feet, he stepped on a huge folding fan that had been opened, and the ink light lingered around his body, revealing a picture scroll of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. When the people of the various sects saw this scene, many masters exclaimed.

"How could the Langya Mountain River Fan of the Book Saint Wang Xizhi be in his hands?"

"This fan has disappeared for nearly two hundred years, and it was actually obtained by the people of Wuxiangmen. Who is this son, and how come I have never seen it? ”

"He is Zhou Yi, the young master of Wuxiangmen, and the only grandson of Zhou Laowei. Langya Mountain and River Fan is not uncommon in his hands. Everyone retreats first, so as not to be swept up in the breath of mana. ”

Zhou Yi's sudden appearance made everyone exclaim, and at the same time, the originally chaotic scene was immediately stabilized. The name of Langya Mountain River Fan is very big, and even Lu Xin, who has traveled to the Tang Dynasty for less than three years, has heard of it.

Wang Xizhi, a saint of ancient books, and no one can compare with him. Known as "the first book in the world", "Orchid Pavilion Preface", in modern society, it is still a masterpiece of the past and the present. His calligraphy attainments have almost reached the pinnacle of mankind. When Li Chunfeng learned that Lu Xin was from Shanyin County, the former residence of Wang Xizhi, he took the initiative to talk about him many times. The feelings of appreciation and praise are beyond words. The reason why Wang Xizi's characters can reach the peak and enter the wood is inextricably linked to his belief in Taoism.

In fact, Wang Xizhi's characters have long been perfectly integrated with his own Taoist cultivation, which is well-documented. The Wang family, where he was born, was the most representative cultural scholar family in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. From top to bottom, they all believe in the doctrine of Huang Lao. Wang Xizhi himself lived in seclusion among the mountains and rivers in his later years, and sought Taoism wholeheartedly. The Langya Mountain River Fan is a bamboo fan, which is said to be made of ancient sacred wood and is immortal for 10,000 years. It was originally the belongings of Ji Jin, the crown prince of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and this prince Jin was the earliest practitioner of Taoism and the ancestor of Wang Xi's lineage.

Langya Mountain and River Fan followed the practice of Wang Zijin, and originally gave birth to mana, which was passed down for thousands of years and came into the hands of Wang Xizhi. With its profound calligraphy attainments, it gives the fan more powerful power. According to legend, Wang Xizhi once traveled the world's mountains and rivers while consulting the Taoism, and only brought two things with him. A pen, a fan. No one knows what terrifying power this magic weapon contains.

"This man is unfathomable. Wang Xizhi put all the secrets of heaven and earth into this fan, born in Langya, but traveled all over the world, what did he realize? Is it karmic reincarnation? Maybe...... Everyone, after all, has to go back to the beginning! ”

Wang Qi looked up at the inky mountains and rivers in the sky, and his expression was extremely complicated. He has long been afraid of Zhou Yi, and the appearance of Langya Mountain and River Fan has undoubtedly made his jealousy three points heavier.

And at the same time that the disciples of the various sects were discussing, Li Chunfeng's incarnation suddenly raised his head. The blue light, which had been gradually dimming, suddenly brightened up, and everyone could feel an incomparable coercion, covering the entire altar.

"The Langya Mountain River Fan was finally born, but unfortunately, you shouldn't use him against my apprentice."

After the figure under the blue light finished speaking, he flew into the air and crashed into Zhou Yi. In an instant, the sky was filled with intertwined spell marks and runes. Immediately, in a burst of dazzling blue light, Zhou Yi fell from mid-air, and together with the Langya Mountain River Fan, he also lost all his vision. The people from Wuxiangmen hurriedly went to pick it up, but found that their young master was unconscious. And the Langya Mountain River Fan was also closed, without the slightest mana fluctuation.

"Seals?"

Wang Qi and Ji Yu not far away exclaimed almost at the same time, incarnating the power of the rune, which really startled them. At this time, the blue light in the air was gradually blurring, and Li Chunfeng's figure could no longer be seen in human form. However, a passage sounded clearly in everyone's ears.

"Today, if anyone here hurts me in vain. Thousands of mountains and rivers, the ends of the earth, I, Li Chunfeng, will definitely make him disappear! ”

The moment the voice fell, the blue light in the air also completely dissipated. The people of all the sects knew that the power of the incarnation rune had been exhausted. But at this time, no one dared to move, and no one spoke.

What is the Langya Mountain River Fan? The legendary book treasure of the saint. But it was easily sealed by an incarnation. Zhou Yi doesn't know if he is alive and dead, who dares to move? If the boy on the altar performs it again, no one can afford the consequences.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I say again, I have no intention of going against you."

"Hmph, just an incarnation rune, you want us to stop here? What a joke! ”