Chapter 147: The Danger of the Flood
The sudden appearance of the old sword immortal made the immortal cultivation world suspicious. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info except for those monks at the bottom, small and medium-sized sects all know that only this kind of old monster is the key to determining the victory or defeat.
There are also such masters in Pure Yang Guan and Linglong Island, but they did not show up in this battle. In this way, with the appearance of the old sword immortal of the Taibai Palace, it has increased their morale a lot.
Soon after, two strong breaths spread almost throughout Donghua. The old monsters of Pure Yang Guan and Linglong Island have appeared, gathering in the palace, and the purpose is self-evident.
From the royal family's declaration of war on Jinghong, but in just a few days, the old monsters who have always been erratic have appeared, which shows that the royal family has made a bloody investment, and they want to fight quickly and calm Jinghong.
Because of the difference in strength, the battle below did not last long, and the Jinghong side was forced to the bottom of the mountain.
Outside the Thrilling Mountain, thousands of monks or swords or volleys walked in the air, and many of them were powerful and powerful, from the big factions.
The Great Mountain Protection Array of the Amazing Flood Sect has been fully opened, and everyone has retreated into the formation. This mountain protection array, known as the strongest in Donghua, has become their last hope.
Up to now, Jinghong can be described as surviving, and more than 100 elders have lost half, which is not unmistakable.
Rumble!
A huge statue standing up to the sky and the earth rose in Jinghong Mountain, Dong Xuan flipped his hand and slapped it, and several powerful powers exploded in response, not to mention the rest of the low-level monks, bursting in pieces.
The rest of the people retreated in fear, this was the power of the half-step king, extremely terrifying.
When Dong Xuan was about to slap his palm again, a figure appeared silently, blocking his law appearance, it was Sikong Yan, the oldest old monster in Donghua's life.
"You're really not dead yet!" Dong Xuan dispersed his appearance, revealed his true body, looked at him and said coldly.
"Hey, Dongxuan, seeing that the seniors are so rude, it's not what Jinghong should be. Sikong Yan chuckled, looking fake.
"Back then, you were instructed by the patriarch of your sect, but now you will take revenge to destroy our faction, what kind of wolf-hearted person can do such a thing that is spurned by heaven and earth?"
Dong Xuan's words shocked everyone. Sikong Yan once got the guidance of Chihong Zhenren? How many years did he have to live, Chihong Zhenren is a legendary figure.
"Yes, it is precisely because I have received Chihong's guidance, so as long as you are captured, open the mountain and surrender, I can ensure that your disciples will not die. ”
"It's ridiculous, I'm a big man, I need a villain like you to protect me? ”
"Junior, you're still too young, do you think you can hide it from the people of the world when you protect the Great Demon Chen Mountain and make him escape?"
Dong Xuan was unmoved and said: "You caused a war, and you have no intention of saying anything, there is only one battle." ”
"That's right, I also want to understand the three styles of your Thrilling Hung Sect. An old man with white hair and a white robe, full of smiles, appeared in the sky, alongside Sikong Yan.
"Ziyang Daoyou, you are polite. "The Divine Emperor Sikong Xing appeared, and Dong Xuan faced the three powerhouses alone.
"Blood Linglong, what are you still hiding? Come out quickly, end this matter, I have to go back to open the furnace and get Dan. "The old monster of the Pure Yang Temple, Ziyang Zhenren drank lightly towards a void.
The space there was a series of ripples, and a bloody light rushed out and landed beside Sikong Xing, turning into a human figure.
"Bloody. Dong Xuan's eyes were cold, and after seeing the blood exquisite, there was a strong killing intent.
"Dongxuan Daoist friends don't come unharmed, thank you for saving each other back then. "Blood Linglong is an indifferent middle-aged man, his eyes are bloody, and he looks terrifying.
"Why, you still received his favor back then?" Ziyang Zhenren teased, he seemed to like to laugh very much, and he hasn't stopped since he appeared.
The blood-red eyes swept over: "I had a problem with my cultivation back then, but fortunately, thanks to the help of Dongxuan Daoyou, I barely escaped to death." ”
Dong Xuan said lightly: "Since you are already an enemy, who will listen to this kind of talk?"
"Don't be a Taoist friend, you can't help yourself when you are entrusted by others. Daoyou once saved my life, and I used my life to repay this cause and effect, and today, I can ensure that hundreds of people will not die. Blood Linglong said matter-of-factly, and then looked at Sikong Yan.
"Senior Sikong, can you sell me a favor?"
Sikong Yan smiled: "Of course you can, I waited here just to exterminate the demon of Shocking Hong." The disciples were just acting on orders, and they couldn't complain about them. ”
"Senior Sikong is really joking, I have known Dongxuan for thousands of years, how can I not know that he is a demon? ”
A sword light swept from thousands of miles away, reflecting the entire sky, all of them were cold sword intent, and the sword aura was compelling, making ordinary monks tremble.
The speed of the sword light was extremely fast, and when the words fell, he had already appeared on the Jinghong Mountain, turning into a thin old man, and the sword intent in his eyes was very strong, making people dare not look at him, even if he was powerful, he felt extremely dazzling.
"Old Sword Immortal, isn't the Taibai Palace ignoring the affairs of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, why did you come here to intervene?" Sikong Xing said unhappily.
"There are only a few people in my White House, if you are not happy, you can attack my White House. Sword cultivation is to be at ease, what should I do, how to do it, do I need you to teach me?" The old sword immortal had a very radical personality, and he didn't give Sikong Xing face at all, and his words made him feel uneasy.
However, fortunately, he also knew that the old sword immortal had a past, and before he was replaced, I am afraid that he had already slashed it with a sword, so how could he still talk some nonsense.
And it's quite shameless to say, the advantage of being too few people in the White House is that you can run away at any time. It's not like Jinghong has such a big mountain gate, which can be attacked. Moreover, the White House itself is a magic weapon, and no one knows its exact location.
"Little Sword Cultivator, I know that you are very strong, but when it comes to our Dao Practice, do you think that only the two of you can compete with the four of us? Sikong Yan had a calm face, and he was the only one who dared to call the old sword immortal a little sword cultivator.
"Old immortal, I will call you a senior only if I give you face, if I don't give you face, you are a living king, if you don't accept it, let you see if I can cut off your king's head with a sword?"
What the old sword fairy said was jaw-dropping, a dignified ancestor, highly respected and well-known all over the world, but now he looks like an old street hooligan. The Sikong Yan of Qi was born and the second Buddha ascended to heaven.
"Also, who told you that there were two of us? He flicked his fingers, and the sword light slammed into the sky not far away.
A rickety figure suddenly burst out, and scolded at the old sword fairy: "I'm an immortal banban for you." ”
"Jiang Ci, do you even want to go to this troubled water in the Immortal Valley?" Sikong Xing's eyes shrank and recognized the person.
Jiang Ci waved his hand again and again: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I'm not here to fight, I'm here to watch the play, you continue, don't worry about me." ”
"Old man Jiang, don't you understand the truth of cold lips and teeth, right? These old guys are clearly standing in the same boat, if you don't join forces with us, will you be able to stand in the future?"
"This.." When Jiang Ci heard this, he was silent, as if he was thinking about the pros and cons.
"Hey, what the Sword Immortal Daoist said is very true, it seems that the poor monk can't stand by and watch. Another flash of golden light fell beside Dong Xuan and the old sword immortal, this is an old monk, his face is wrinkled, he is a quasi-Buddha-level figure of the Dharma Destroying Temple, which is equivalent to the cultivation of the half-step king.
"Thank you Master Wukong, the Amazing Flood Sect will not forget this great favor. Dong Xuan sincerely thanked him, he didn't expect that the Wukong of the Dharma Destroying Temple would help.
"The poor monk doesn't want to see the lives ruined, Sikong senior, please stop. The lifeblood of the six factions is connected, and there is no room for error, otherwise it will affect the atmospheric fortune of the entire Donghua. ”
Sikong Yan snorted coldly: "The lifelines are connected, why didn't he think of this when he almost slaughtered Wuji Valley, Wukong, are you clearly going against our Sikong Clan?"
Master Wukong sighed lightly, not in words, the meaning was obvious.
"Sikong Yan, don't be coy anymore, if you want to kill me, come on. Dong Xuan's eyes were as bright as a sword, and he waved his hand, and half of the sky shook with it.
Sikong Yan pushed his hands horizontally, and the heavens and the earth shook, and he lost his color. The battle between such masters turned the world upside down at every turn, and even the aftermath shocked the great power.
Dongxuan and Sikong Yan fought together to the outside of the sky, otherwise if they continued to fight like this, they would be able to break Donghua. The old sword fairy smiled and took the initiative to confront Sikong Xing, while Ziyang Zhenren was stopped by Master Wukong, and the two did not move seriously, but just blocked each other, and did not mean to fight to the death.
"It looks like I'm still going to get involved in this right and wrong. Jiang Ci frowned and stepped forward to stop the blood Linglong, and at the same time, the masters of the various factions began to attack the Shocking Sect frantically.
The Great Guardian Array, which was said to be difficult for a hundred powers, was running at full strength, and divine light shot out from the Great Array, killing the invaders.
"Just a formation, dare to be murderous?" A top power of the Sikong clan, holding a decree shrouded in a hazy divine light, spread it with the wind, covering the sky and the sun, and the decree was dazzling, suppressing the entire Jinghong Mountain.
"What?The Supreme Legacy?" The Three Peaks Lord and Chang Li, who were presiding over the formation, both changed their complexions.
I have long heard that the Sikong clan was built on the ruins of the Supreme Hall and obtained the Supreme Treasure, but I never expected that it would be a decree.
The decree of the law is vast, the divine power is pervasive, and that supreme coercion makes many great powers tremble involuntarily, their legs become weak, and they almost kneel.
The Supreme is invincible, that is the top figure of legend. is even higher than the Dao King, even if it is just a decree that has been left for countless years, or even written down casually, it also has the power of the world.
"Hurry up and ask for the patriarch god position. "Uncle Shen shouted, the decree was pressed down, almost bending the Jinghong Mountain, and it was difficult to resist the big array of the Guardian Sect for too long.