Ten thousand swords, up!

Xu Dashan's mind moved slightly, and the nine flying swords suddenly appeared, turning into hundreds of thousands of rays of light, falling down in a sloppy manner.

The sword soldier that had just condensed and formed was cut to pieces before it could play its role.

"Sure enough, it's a fellow practitioner of Daowu!" Li Jiuzhou's face changed slightly.

It has only been more than ten hours since he learned the news that the two apprentices were killed, but he has already learned about Xu Dashan's situation through Taoist friends in the mainland. So he is not ignorant of the enemy.

After learning that the other party's Daowu fellow practitioners, Li Jiuzhou was still a little unconvinced. Now it seems that the description of Daoyou is not exaggerated.

The panicked sword qi drew a dazzling brilliance in the air, and he was more than ten zhang away, and he also felt a piercing killing intent coming.

That being the case, it is better to come up with the means of pressing the bottom of the box earlier.

With a plan in his heart, Li Jiuzhou no longer hesitated, quickly sacrificed twelve yellow paper talismans, followed by the movement of his feet and retreated, and his hands were sealed at a speed that was undetectable to the naked eye.

The yellow paper talisman is good in the wind, turning into twelve gold-armored giant wrestlers. Their feet seem to take root, and they are closely connected to the earth. A trace of the earth's veins burrowed into the body of the wrestler and condensed.

That appearance is more powerful than the golden armor wrestler used by Guan Daoyun, and even the texture of the armor on his body can be seen clearly.

"Mr. Xu, in today's battle, either you die or I die, the old man will go all out!" After speaking, Li Jiuzhou's speed was faster, and Yu stepped on the kick.

Every step is on the leylines, Li Jiuzhou has been cultivating in the mountains for decades, and his mind has long sensed each other with this mountain and river leyline;

Every time you take a step, the fog on the top of the mountain is a little thicker, and the crowd watching the battle on the surrounding peaks and mountains can only vaguely see the light flickering inside;

Every step of the earth veins condenses a few points, and the mountains within a radius of dozens of miles make a rumbling sound, like an earth dragon turning over;

With every step, Li Jiuzhou gets a little older...... The originally ruddy face began to dry up, and the snow-white hair fell like a dead leaf that had lost its nutrients;

Just when Li Jiuzhou stimulated the qi of the leylines, the snakes, rats, insects and ants in Jiulong Mountain were alarmed, let out panicked screams, and fled towards the foot of the mountain one after another.

"It's thundering, it's thundering!" suddenly came an exclamation from the crowd watching the battle.

"It's not thunder, it's an earthquake, it's an earthquake!"

Accompanied by the sound, boulders fell from the mountains.

Everyone didn't care about watching the battle anymore, and hurried to the foot of the mountain. Behind them, the barren grass and trees, which were originally green, decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There are a total of eleven peaks around the main peak of Jiulong, and Li Jiuzhou has been cultivating in them for decades. He had traveled every inch of the nearby mountains, and was familiar with every plant and tree here.

Exhausting his infinite energy, he condensed the twelve peaks and leylines into a whole, and connected them into a feng shui array, called the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array Plate!!, and made twelve golden armor wrestlers with his own essence and blood.

At this moment, the golden armor Lux hooked up the leylines, and an illusory mountain appeared above each head, corresponding to the twelve peaks one by one. At this moment, they are the mountain gods who control the mountain peaks, and Li Jiuzhou is the master who controls the mountain gods!

"Xu Dashan, today I will use the power of the Twelve Peaks of Jiulong to kill you!!" Li Jiuzhou roared. The sound was like a bell, reaching the twelve peaks, and the rumbling echo echoed in the valley.

The people who fled in the mountains felt their ears buzzing and their heads were dizzy.

The faces of Ying Wensheng's father and son also showed a little paleness, and they could feel that this coercion was too great.

Xu Dashan's face was solemn and motionless. The twelve peaks condensed and turned into black chains, directly trapping him in them. And the golden armor is the mountain god who pulls the chains.

Boom, the shadow of a mountain peak fell! There was still a distance of two or three zhang away, and an overwhelming pressure descended on the overhead.

The Twelve Styles of Batian, Shaking the Mountains!!Xu Dashan mustered up his vitality with all his strength and resisted the mountain peaks with one punch!

Open...... A dull voice sounded, and dust flew in the large array.

Xu Dashan's body did not move, and he stepped out of the deep pit the size of a basin under his feet. More than a dozen zhang away, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Li Jiuzhou's mouth.

"Xu Dashan, I will kill you today!!" another roar came.

The phantom of the four mountains descended, and the golden armor wrestler dragged the iron chain, his face hideous.

The wind is blowing in the mountains, the wind is strong, the sand and dust are blowing, and everyone at the foot of the mountain can't open their eyes!

Xu Dashan felt his body tremble instinctively, his bones and muscles thumped, and his skin turned blood red. This is the reason why the qi and blood in the body flow rapidly, stimulating the capillaries and meridians.

He still faced the enemy in the Twelve Styles of the Heavens, his fists swung out, the yin and yang fish spun wildly, and the vitality came out through his body, turning into countless fist shadows and hitting the mountains.

There was a sudden thunderbolt on the top of Jiulong Mountain, and a big pit was directly blown out, and the sleeves of Xu Dashan's clothes were completely shattered, and the whole person fell into a knee-deep pit.

"Xu Dashan, die!" Without stopping, Li Jiuzhou stepped under his feet, pinched out the last hand, and slapped it to the ground.

The remaining seven peaks and peaks were all gone.

The whole mountain was shrouded in black mist, and the sun and moon were not visible. The gold-armored wrestlers pulling the chains burned in unison, turning into bits of golden light and disappearing.

Li Jiuzhou sat down among the rubble, vomiting blood in his mouth, and his whole person completely changed, like an old man who was about to die, with no blood and no blood, and his vitality was disappearing little by little.

The power of the twelve peaks of Jiulong is so easy to borrow. This is tantamount to going against the sky, and the powerful backlash cannot be resisted even by the cultivators of the foundation building period.

The aura of the leylines was pervasive, rolling endlessly, and even the air on the top of the mountain was distorted, covering the sky, as if it was about to crush everything.

At that moment, Xu Dashan's divine sense was also crushed. He felt like an ordinary creature, powerless to resist in the face of thousands of oppressions.

However, the loss of consciousness only happened instantaneously, and he gritted his teeth and let reason take over his body again.

The vitality in the body was emptied, the fist was swung out, and the dragon roared. The natal breath above his head swayed, and a dragon body image vaguely appeared.

Decepticon 12 Style, Fourth Style, Dragon Elephant Seal!!

Boom, boom, boom...... Xu Dashan was in the middle of it, his arm was broken, and the whole person was completely knocked into the ground.

"Cough, cough ......" It took him half a minute before he regained his strength and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Lifting the perspective eye internal examination, the internal organs are broken.

Xu Dashan didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly drew vitality from the yin and yang fish for treatment.

Feeling fine, he got up and stood, turning his head to look around.

The thick black fog was dissipating, and a large crater appeared on the top of the mountain.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, the fight is over!" Xu Dashan sighed and walked towards the bottom of the mountain, without looking at the corpse on the ground again.

In today's battle, he did not use the Demon Thunder Array to fight the enemy, nor did he hide in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and completely resisted with the Tyranny Twelve.

The reason is very simple, Xu Dashan's thoughts are the same as Li Jiuzhou's, hoping to break through in the battle of life and death.

It's a pity that the sky is unsatisfactory, and he is still only one line away from the sixth layer of the Qi Duel. However, the only benefit gained is that the fourth form of the Twelve Heavenly Tyrants, the Dragon Elephant Seal has finally been practiced!

(End of chapter)