Long Quan stood on the galloping carriage, looked back, and saw Zhao Nanshuang holding a flower umbrella and approaching quickly, his heart was shocked, just by virtue of this ability to resist the wind, it is enough to show that this Dharma King is also the realm of immortals, how can he, a scattered immortal who can only run on land, resist, and hurriedly shouted to the disciples behind: "Hurry, stop her!"

Although the disciple heard Long Quan's order, he still ran desperately, and said in his heart: "You are scared away, where can we stop it!"

'Hu......h' A gust of incense swept over the heads of several people, and the elegant figure was less than ten zhang away from the carriage, only to hear her smile and say: "This king sees where you can escape!"

Long Quan secretly complained to himself, knowing that this was the case, he would not escort the carriage to escape, gritted his teeth, and said to Chang Buyu: "You go quickly!" flew up, shook his long sword, and stabbed at Zhao Nanshuang, who was flying in front of him.

Zhao Nanshuang was faced with the seven-colored sword light, and the phoenix eyes didn't blink, "I also want to stop this king!" During the flight, the body turned lightly, and the beautiful legs swept out like lightning, and the 'bell ......' and 'Changhong' made a sound, and was kicked away, Longquan's arm shook, and the long sword almost came out of his hand, and his body sank rapidly and fell to the ground heavily.

Zhao Nanshuang put away the flower umbrella and flew out casually, "......" like a sharp sword, drawing a graceful curve in the air, bypassing the carriage, and cutting off the wheels in front of the carriage with a "bang".

When the four horses got on the reins, they ran wildly, and the carriage leaned forward, squeaking and sliding forward against the ground, setting off a long dragon of earth and rocks, and sliding out of a hundred feet before stopping, often screaming loudly, and the people also flew out and rolled to the ground.

The flower umbrella turned around and returned to Zhao Nanshuang's hands again, Zhao Nanshuang held the flower umbrella and floated to the ground.

Zhao Nanshuang looked at the intact carriage, slightly suspicious, such a big impact, the car was not broken, and the heavy objects in the car did not slide out, there must be a mystery in it, the corners of Zhao Nanshuang's mouth bent slightly, and walked towards the carriage in a graceful manner.

Long Quan's body was full of true energy, and he stepped up, swinging his long sword to break through the air and stab at Zhao Nanshuang's heart, as fast as a flowing arrow.

Zhao Nanshuang didn't even look back, just stopped, and when the sword was only half a foot away from her, her body twisted, and the flower umbrella in her hand greeted her.

This is not an ordinary embroidered umbrella, but an artifact of the heavenly realm, the umbrella cloth is woven with fairy silk, the pattern is dyed with colorful spirit stones, flexible and incomparable, full of spiritual power, the white umbrella hat, rod, handle is made of meteoric iron, but also a sharp thorn.

'Wow' sword stabbed the umbrella cloth, 'Changhong' bent into a semicircle, but could not pierce the umbrella cloth, 'Hu ......', the flower umbrella closed, the umbrella cap flashed, stabbing at the retreating Longquan.

Long Quan was frightened, swung his sword to resist, and with a 'bang', Long Quan's body shook, like a stone ejected by a trebuchet, hanging with blood lines, flying out more than ten zhang away, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Zhao Nanshuang snorted coldly, didn't pay any attention to the fallen Longquan, opened the umbrella, turned around, and continued to walk towards the carriage, who else dared to stop it.

Zhao Nanshuang walked to the front of the carriage and stopped, stared at the carriage, and sneered: "Could it be that you are hiding inside, do you want to sneak attack this king?"

The 'bang......' carriage exploded on all sides, and the wooden planks swirled towards Zhao Nanshuang, Zhao Nanshuang leisurely held the flower umbrella and pushed forward, and there was another bang, smashing the wooden planks and flying sawdust.

With a 'bang', the heavy object fell to the ground, and I saw a white-haired old man sitting on a bronze coffin, wearing a black robe, holding a purple-gold compass, his eyes were blazing, his face was cold, and he was majestic.

The white-haired old man said coldly: "It's just a dancing girl who fled to the lower realm, and she dares to show her face, are you tired of being alive, and you are not afraid that someone from the Heavenly Palace will scatter your soul?"

Zhao Nanshuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he wondered in his heart, "How do you know that this king is from the heavenly realm?"

"Hehe, who do you think of the women in the lower realm who is dressed like you, and who is holding a 'flying umbrella' that only the Heavenly Palace Maiden has?"

Zhao Nanshuang's face sank, stared at the white-haired old man and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The white-haired old man said: "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that with your immortal fetus immortal qi you can't fight me, if you are interested, go away and be your Dharma King in peace." ”

Zhao Nanshuang snorted coldly: "Stinky old way, you can also scare away this king by saying this, it's ridiculous, this king sees that you have a bit of Taoism!" As soon as the flower umbrella was collected, it turned into a streamer, and appeared in front of the white-haired old man in a blink of an eye.

The white-haired old man's body did not move, he still sat on the bronze coffin, raised the purple gold compass in his hand, and with a sound of the 'bell', the true qi slammed away, destroying the wood and decaying, and knocking down the surrounding trees.

Zhao Nanshuang's posture was still in mid-air, the umbrella cap and the compass were against each other, the two lights were dazzling, and he said fiercely: "Stinky old man, your eyes are spent, look at it, this is the 'Tianluo umbrella', if you don't say who you are, this king will let you die under this umbrella!"

The white-haired old man's face changed slightly, and he said awe-inspiringly: "That's not a terrible artifact, it's barely a fight with my purple gold compass!"

"Then let's see whose magic weapon is stronger!" Zhao Nanshuang's phantom turned in the air and shouted, "Ten thousand threads pierce the heart!" Tianluo umbrella opened with a 'whirl', sending out thousands of tiny silk threads, covering the white-haired old man like flowing clouds.

The white-haired old man shone the purple gold compass at the thousands of silk threads, and the golden light was released, forming a light curtain full of nebulae in front of him, rotating slowly, and the 'oh bang' sounded, blocking all the silk threads that came from him.

Zhao Nanshuang closed the Tianluo umbrella, quickly retracted the silk thread, and suddenly moved forward, stabbing towards the nebula map, the '......bang' light curtain shattered, and the light pointed directly at the white-haired old man's eyebrows.

The white-haired old man still held up the purple gold compass, and collided again with a 'bell', and the true qi swept away, and the dust flew away.

Zhao Nanshuang's figure flashed, and suddenly appeared behind the white-haired old man, holding a sharp thorn in his hand, piercing the old man's heart, this sharp thorn was pulled out of the umbrella handle, and the Tianluo umbrella was still against the compass, and the umbrella cloth was wrapping towards the old man.

Seeing that he was about to be stabbed, the figure of the white-haired old man also disappeared suddenly, suddenly appeared behind Zhao Nanshuang, raised the purple gold compass in his hand, and several streamers flew out of the compass and hit behind Zhao Nanshuang.

When the old man disappeared, Zhao Nanshuang had already sensed that the old man had retreated behind her, and what she stabbed was just a phantom, she chuckled, jumped forward, turned over the Tianluo umbrella and held it in her hand, and pushed it back.

The 'bang bang ......' streamer hit the umbrella cloth, and the true qi spread layer by layer, and Zhao Nanshuang's body continued to retreat.

At this time, Wu Ji had already arrived here with two disciples on horseback, and happened to see the whole process of the two fighting, this level of fighting, rare in the world, he frowned on the waves, he didn't want to miss every detail, and sighed in his heart, just the cultivation of immortals is so strong, so what will the strength of Jin Xian, Da Luo Jin Xian, and Mixed Yuan Da Luo Jin Immortal be?

And Wuji pays more attention to the bronze coffin at the feet of the white-haired old man, which is carved with four fierce beasts, one like a dragon with wings, one like a peng and a phoenix, one like a turtle with a dragon's head, and one like an ape and a leopard, with an extremely hideous face.

The ancient characters engraved in front of the bronze coffin can only recognize the first few words without obstacles, 'God Emperor Taiyi's ......'

Legend has it that the God Emperor Taiyi was a figure at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, many thousands of years earlier than the Silence, Haotian, and the Three Sect Immortals, who possessed the magic power of Tongtian, fell in the ancient war, and was worshiped as the supreme god by Chudi, as evidenced by Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs".

Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly, "The two forces are fighting, could it be Taiyi's bones in this?"

Long Quan's heart trembled when he saw the unbarrier master and apprentice appear, and his intention was already obvious when he came here, he would never watch a good show here, but he didn't have the right to drive them away at this time, and he didn't have the ability.

After Zhao Nanshuang blocked the streamer, he was lightly on the ground, and his posture disappeared, and in an instant, he appeared on the top of the white-haired old man's head, Zhao Nanshuang shouted: "Look at how this king accepts you, Skynet!" I saw the flower umbrella shining brightly, suddenly expanding, forming a cage intertwined with colored silk, covering the white-haired old man below.

The white-haired old man didn't dare to be careless, and with a force under his feet, the bronze coffin was kicked out, and he escaped from the shadow under the umbrella, and the '......' colored silk cage fell into the air and fell to the ground heavily.

The white-haired old man shouted: "Poor Dao is also trying to accept you and hand it over to Heavenly Court, the stars will cover!" The purple gold compass in his hand swirled, and countless starlight poured out from it and dispersed, forming a huge hemispherical light curtain, like a starry sky, covering Zhao Nanshuang in it.

Seeing this, Zhao Nanshuang's face sank, and he snorted coldly: "You don't have that ability yet!"

"Do you have the ability to do this, wait until you break through this starcover!" After the white-haired old man finished speaking, his face changed suddenly, and on the ground around him, colored light shot out, and the colorful silk rose up, quickly intertwining into a huge cage in mid-air, and it was too late to escape.

Zhao Nanshuang said: "Do you still think you can escape from this king's skynet?"

The white-haired old man knew that he was careless, but he didn't expect that while speaking, Zhao Nanshuang quietly stretched the colored silk into the ground, trapped him in it, and said contemplatively: "Good means, but it depends on how long you can hold up under the starlight!" Sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hand dotted the astrolabe, his lips moved, and he saw the light curtain where Zhao Nanshuang was falling one by one.

Zhao Nanshuang held up the Tianluo umbrella and covered himself, the starlight of the 'boom ......' hit the umbrella cloth continuously like a waterfall, Zhao Nanshuang was white and white, sweaty, and the whole arrogant posture was bent down, so as to resist the majestic bombardment, and the ground under his feet cracked layer by layer.

However, Zhao Nanshuang did not show weakness, bit his thin lip and said, "Don't be idle!" Thin fingers poked out, drawing towards the colored silk stretched into the ground under the Tianluo umbrella, 'Oh, ,......' made a pleasant sound, only to see the cage 'Buzz, Bu,......zz' emitted rays of light, staggered like a knife and swept towards the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man's face was even more ugly, if he was cut, it would definitely be in a different place, and his body turned continuously in the air, dodging the swept silk threads.

The white-haired old man just dodged, the starlight stopped falling, and Zhao Nanshuang straightened up, "It's not bad if you use your stinky old way to be a dancing girl, hum, see how long you can dance!"

The white-haired old man was dodging, controlling the compass in his hand, and the rain-like starlight fell again, blasting towards Zhao Nanshuang, he couldn't just dodge, let Zhao Nanshuang only attack him, only by attacking could he alleviate the attack he received.

The two trapped each other, attacking each other on one side and defending against each other's attacks, struggling to support, stuck in a stalemate, and it was difficult to ride a tiger.

However, the bronze coffin was not shrouded in it, and at this moment, a person was walking there.

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