A long bluestone dragon winds and hovers at the foot of the mountain, protecting the boulder with a radius of more than 30 zhang and resembling a giant boat.

On the side wall of the stone boat, in the iron cage that is as dark as a window,

Foxes, tigers, centipedes, maple trees ... Monkeys, wild boars, lotus, black jiao...

One by one, they are all bodies, floating up, against the cage wall on their heads, hoarse and roaring, and the fierce breath is chaotic and confused, agitated and floating.

With the roar of the mountains, the stone boat began to tremble slightly from the initial immobility, and the gravel fell like rain, shook for a while, and began to leave the earth and rise slowly.

The small clear lake water on the stone boat, the lotus leaves are fluttering, the reeds are shaking, and five large stones of different shapes surround the lake, and the faint aura fluctuates, as if guarding the small lake.

The bluestone is like a dragon, the white stone is like a tiger, the fiery red stone is like a phoenix, the black stone is like a turtle, and there is a stone that is dark yellow all over, like a long snake roaring in the sky.

In the ancient "Classic of Mountains and Seas", the heavenly scroll contains the four spirits of the sky, and the sky is divided into four pieces in the southeast, northwest, southeast, northwest, and Xuanwu, and then there is the "Huainan Note", with the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the sky is divided into five, the green dragon, the white tiger, the fire phoenix, the turtle, and the yellow dragon, which are called the five divine beasts of the heavenly palace.

The elliptical stone seat of one zhang size and black color holds up each Tiangong divine beast, and the purple and black lines stretch out from the bottom of each stone, climbing like a lock, spreading along the stone seat to the lake, and disappearing into the lake.

There was a man in black standing beside each stone, all of them holding long knives, their eyes gloomy with a touch of blood red, and two or three black shadow long knives out of their sheaths, wandering around the lake.

His Excellency the True Monarch piled up with white marble, the bronze Dan furnace is burning with green fire, and there are four figures standing next to it, majestic and mighty, white clothes like snow, black clothes and masks, and a little monk, looking left and right, looking at it non-stop.

The front of the stone boat is slightly raised, it seems to be the bow of the ship, the side wall of the bow, a piece of limestone wall is hollowed out, inlaid with a large piece of Kunlun jade that is as green as water, and there are two large characters carved on it, Penglai.

In the Kunlun jade of two zhang in size, a gray crane seems to be soaring in it, and it seems to be struggling angrily, and the blue and gray breath of the Dao Dao overflows from the crane's body like a line, fluctuating like a mist along the jade, and slowly seeping into the stone.

As the crane struggled more violently, the blue and gray silk threads overflowed more and more quickly, the body slowly shrunk, the stone boat like Penglai Xianshan became lighter and lighter, and the roar of the demon carrying the stone boat below became smaller and smaller, and the rise speed of the fairy mountain became faster and faster, and it flew more than thirty zhang high between breaths.

There were two figures standing on the dragon's head, Zhong Lijiu stood beside Peng Xinglai, gently shook the wine jug in his hand, looked at the stone crane that slowly disappeared under the word Penglai in front of him, shook his head, and said lightly,

"Shatter the spiritual wisdom, the soul enters the mountain stone, and the wind holds up the heaven and earth, the sect master, this Penglai Immortal Mountain is a lot lighter, I must have been waiting for this stone crane for a long time, right?"

With swaying hair and old spots on his face, Peng Xinglai stroked his beard and looked at the steadily rising Penglai Shizhou and bowed slightly,

"After 70 years of hard searching, it is a pity that there is only one who has both Gen Xun and double hexagrams. ”

With a sneer, Zhong Lijiu asked softly,

"Are you ready to be disarmed?"

Peng Xinglai turned to look at Zhong Lijiu and looked him up and down,

"Cramps and bones, destroying spirits and shattering gods, you can still be reborn, your essence and blood are just the continuation of my Penglai Immortal Mountain inheritance. ”

Zhong Lijiu looked sideways at the two figures jumping on the stone dragon, smiled lightly, and looked at a mountain peak not far from Tiger Mountain, steep and steep, like a sword inserting into the sky, opening a line in the middle, like a sword qi opening the sky, it was Qixia Kaitian Rock.

The long sword in his hand was raised, and his feet were slammed, and the dragon's head under his body cracked inch by inch, and the strength spread, and the huge dragon body was suddenly shattered, and the stones were splashed, and the humanized black shadow swept straight towards the Kaitian Rock, Peng Xinglai, the sect leader of the Penglai Immortal Sect, looked sideways and counted the figures flashing onto the stone boat, snorting coldly, and the people also rose to the sky and swept towards the Kaitian Rock.

"Brush, Brush"

The figure flickered, Your Excellency Zhenjun, a white tiger of Tianwei embroidered with a few roses in turquoise and Zhang Tie with a cold face flashed out, facing the knife Uribaqi, the jade holder Du Mu.

The ground guard Kui wood wolf, the ground guard Kang golden dragon, the ground guard fighting wooden hedgehog. A group of two people, five men and one woman, was specially transferred back from the north and south by Zhong Lijiu, and now they flashed among the rocks by the lake, the sword soldiers were unsheathed, and the sword slaves with cold faces on the side of the stones.

Ten sword slaves, one was killed by Zhongli Jiuyi, and now there are nine people, at this moment, the nine figures are guarding a few stones by the lake, the long knife is out of the sheath, the eyes are fierce, and they look at the six people who came up.

"You!"

There was a voice on the side of the mountain, Tie Lingshuang's figure turned over, with a gloomy face, and the scolding came from behind him, Qi Chen climbed the chains, strengthened his hands, flew up, turned over and stood still, his tiger eyes were round, the double swords in his hands were unsheathed, and the long sword pointed directly at Tie Lingshuang,

"Dare to use me as a stepping stone!"

Tie Lingshuang snorted coldly, didn't look at him, strode towards Du Mu in white clothes, swept the fence with a spear, stepped on Peng Xinglai's medicine garden that was a hundred times more valuable, and walked forward, about to speak.

"Qiang Lang"

With a clear sound, Zhang Tie's long knife came out of the sheath, and the black gas spread, and the long knife was instantly black, and the murderous aura was vertical and horizontal, stabbing directly at the jade Du Mu.

Du Mu toe a little, flew back, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, dazzling brilliance flashed, like a torch, picking up the black knife in front of him, the sea of qi was churning, and the green vine golden bell around him flashed out, sweeping towards Zhang Tie.

Seeing the lightning exchange between the two in mid-air, and the stone boat fell in an instant, Tie Lingshuang was furious, and glanced at the white tiger rouge that was wearing like a flower next to him.

Opposite the iron tower, like Uribazi, looking at the tiger eyes of the Tianwei White Tiger with a slight golden light, laughed,

"We're fatal, right?"

The heir of Temujin, the descendant of the Golden Family, Uribaqi, looked at the woman with monstrous fighting spirit in front of him, Tianwei Baihu, who was Zhu Di's daughter, Princess Rouge, Zhu Qingluan.

The biological mother had a low status and died early, and the young Princess Rouge suffered a lot, and she was even more cold to her father Zhu Di, but the Daoyan monk favored her well and instructed her to practice.

Because Zhu Qingluan has a pair of tiger eyes, majestic momentum, and prefers green grass and red flowers, like a tiger sniffing roses, so he abandoned the original name of Princess Yongcheng and called herself rouge, Zhu Di couldn't control it, and couldn't beat it, so he simply obeyed her intention and let her make trouble in the hidden guard.

A generation of descendants of Genghis Khan ruled China for a hundred years, and was driven away by Zhu Chongba, a cattle herding boy in the Fengyang ravine, to restore China.

Rouge glanced at the little monk, the corners of his mouth raised, the scimitar came out of the sheath, raised his hand and threw the flying scabbard, leaped up, held the knife with both hands, and slashed down,

"The old lady doesn't look down on you. ”

Seeing the little frog monk, Qi Chen ran over from afar, and saw that he saw himself smiling, bowing his head and closing his head, he was also relieved, and was about to rush forward, but he was smashed on the head by the scabbard thrown over, and before he could scold, he saw a figure cut down with a scimitar, and he didn't put the little monk next to him in his eyes at all, and hurriedly shouted,

"Stop!"

The little frog is calm and abnormal, Uribazi laughed, squatted and hugged the little monk, like a cheetah, and then retreated suddenly, rose to the sky, swept up to the top of the tower, waved the long knife lightly, as if breaking the barrier, raised his hand to put the little frog inside, reached out and patted his head, turned around, and cooled his face.

The man of the grassland, a daughter, is about the same age as this little monk, and now she should run on a pony on the grassland. Uribazi grinned, the broad long knife came out of its sheath, and flew up, the red light flashed on his body, and the long knife faintly gathered into wolf teeth, and slashed at the rouge that rushed up.

The sword soldier got up, Qi Chen was about to rush up, the spear in front of him was blocked, Tie Lingshuang looked at the sword-bearer in front of him, and said lightly,

"The little monk is fine, you go to the lake, don't go near that tower, there is a formation lock. ”

Qi Chen's complexion changed, his breath emanated, and sure enough, as soon as he approached the white jade tower of this True Monarch Pavilion, he was bounced back, what kind of formation is this.

Looking up at the two figures on the top of the tower, there was a tiger roar and a wolf howl, and the breath was miserable, Qi Chen secretly sighed that the woman in Jinling was really fierce, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, shook his head, turned around and flew over the fence, and swept towards the small lake.

Tie Lingshuang speared horizontally, looking at the sword-bearer in front of him,

"Where did you flee this time?"

The blue light flashed in the eyes of the sword-lifter, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to smile happily, looking at Tie Lingshuang with the spear raised,

"It depends. ”

The sound of swords and soldiers behind him gradually rose, Tie Lingshuang stopped talking nonsense, the spear was suddenly inserted into the ground, and the double hammer behind him was raised, and the light and shadow of the green bull blood tiger flashed, and he rushed forward with a pause.

Left up and right down, the double hammer is mixed up, the corners of Tie Lingshuang's mouth are raised, the stinging pain in the muscles and veins is getting smaller and smaller, the keystone double hammer is getting smoother and smoother, the blood is like a wave, the left hammer is like a mountain, majestic and heavy, the right hammer is like water, the waves are hitting the stone cliff, the general order, the back.

The Yue family is invincible, the mountain is easy, and the Yue family army is difficult.

Lifting the sword, Lin snorted timidly, floating three feet horizontally, dodging the hammer, and was about to dodge up, the top of his head was black, the hammer smashed down like a black cloud, and the strength of his abdomen also attacked, too late to doubt, Lin Timid nodded lightly, flew back and retreated, the long sword in his hand swept, the internal breath rolled, the sword qi autumn water, out of thin air gave birth to three feet of white light, sweeping Tie Lingshuang's neck.

Tie Lingshuang was suffocated, paused, flashed his sword qi, flew up, swept into the air, flashed his right hammer and slapped Lin Ti's head.

The faint blue light flashed in his eyes, and Lin Ti spun sideways, and the sword qi was in the sky, a ball of silver light like a disk, rising towards the sky, and strangled towards Tie Lingshuang.

Tie Lingshuang was in mid-air, saw the sword qi cave sky, caught a glimpse of the mockery in Lin Ti's eyes, snorted coldly, a red light flashed in his eyes, the double hammer was horizontal, like an eagle flapping its wings, the blood waves were churning, and the faint tiger roared out through the body, and the double hammer rose together, facing the center of the sword qi cave sky, and smashed it with a bang, the general ordered, flying tiger.

The piercing sound came, Qi Chen raised his sword to hold the long knife, passed through the side of the silent sword slave on the opposite side, and glanced sideways at Tie Lingshuang, only to see her on one knee on the ground, double hammer on the ground, as if injured.

In a hurry, Qi Chen's short sword tried his best to pick up the long knife on the opposite side, and the long sword flew up with a step forward, slashing towards the neck of the sword slave on the opposite side.

While in a hurry, I kept thinking in my heart, the knife slave on the other side was dressed in copper skin and iron bones, with a heavy spirit, with a hint of rage, I felt similar to the Franco-Popularization monk I met on the Purple Mountain a few days ago, but the movements were a little stiff and rigid, and I felt like a dead person.

However, the "Jizo Sutra" is really amazing, I just read two pages, and the third page has not been turned over, and I have also felt a trace of change brought out by the inner breath in the past few days, no longer a faint gold, but a layer of black ash.

Although I haven't had time to feel it carefully, but between the collision of swords, although I feel that the anti-shock force is still strong, but I can still encourage support, it seems that this Buddhist Bodhisattva is really extraordinary.

Glimpse of Tie Lingshuang standing up, it should be fine, put his mind at ease, the long and short swords in his hands fluctuated, forcing the sword slave back three steps, and he was overjoyed, the sword light flashed in front of him, and the fierce sword qi attacked.

Qi Chen scolded secretly, the breath under his feet was condensed, his body was fluttering, the sword aura was suddenly thick, and the sword light flickered, surrounding the sword slave, among the rocks by this lake, you come and go.

A three-inch-long sword wound on his left arm, blood gurgling and left, Tie Lingshuang raised his eyes to look at Lin Timid who was lifting the sword in front of him, only to see that the armor on his chest was slightly condensed, and there seemed to be a faint blood coming out of his body, and he smiled contemptuously,

"Lin Ti, the illegitimate son of the sect master of Qiyun Sect, didn't stay in the Lock Dragon Cave and ran to Jinling to die. ”

Lifting the sword, Lin timidly raised his hand and swept his chest, as if dusting off his chest, and with a hint of blue eyes, the fierce aura spread,

"Hehe, Tie Lingshuang, instead of killing the emperor of the dynasty, he will be a dog?"

The ancients said that if you don't cultivate yourself, don't speak to others. As the saying goes, you can't manage it yourself, so you're embarrassed to say me?

Tie Lingshuang's face was gloomy, the killing intent in his eyes was raging, as soon as he entered the hidden guard, he was under the control of many parties, and he could still warn himself from time to time, it was the king of Xueyue Gou Jian who was lying down and tasted the courage, and the general Han Xin endured the humiliation and burden, just waiting for the enemy to be killed in the future.

But the leisurely mouth of others can't be controlled, the sword is punished, the words are punished, and he seems to have been forgotten to cultivate his heart by Zhong Lijiu's anger, and he often speaks quickly, and he is often exposed to scars from time to time, it seems that if he kills people in the future, he should use the knife directly.

Seeing that the frenzy in Tie Lingshuang's eyes gradually calmed down, but the sound of the waves around him became more and more turbulent, the low tiger roared, and the low laughter of the sword Lin came, and the long sword pointed at the chaotic black qi on the open sky rock in the distance, and the cold spread, and the electric light flickered,

"I heard that Zhong Lijiu killed the master and rebelled against the sect in Qingcheng, and you, the person who recognized the thief as his father, were under his hands. ”

Tie Lingshuang's eyes flickered, he vaguely knew about Zhongli Jiu's rebellion, but he never knew about killing the teacher, and in Qingcheng Mountain, no one had ever mentioned Zhongli Jiu, which was exactly what was suspicious.

However, who Zhong Lijiu is and what experience he has, he doesn't care at all, no matter who he is, he will eventually die under his own knife, Tie Lingshuang smiled coldly,

"Blue-eyed ghost, when I kill you, I will cut your mouth open!"

Seeing that he was about to open his mouth, Tie Lingshuang was on tiptoe, and flew up, Lin smiled timidly, no longer parryed, retracted his breath, dodged and flew back, swept over the tower, and fell from this mid-air, and the voice came,

"Ugly woman!"

Tie Lingshuang, who was chasing behind him, suddenly shook with a fierce aura, and his right hammer flew away, smashing into the figure in mid-air.

Turning over and sweeping with a long sword, picking up the Bolang hammer, using this huge force to smash to the ground quickly, it was able to land, turned over and stood firm, watching Tie Lingshuang fall rapidly in the air, Lin Timid dodged into the forest, and ran towards Fengxiang Peak.

fell to the ground, with a bang on his side, the Bolang hammer fell to the ground, smashing a stone to smash, Tie Lingshuang flew up and picked up the hammer, glanced at the two figures on the peach blossom lake, and the waves flew up and down, and the waves splashed everywhere, it was Zhang Tie Na and Yu Du Mu, who snorted coldly and rushed towards the figure in front of him.