"Too ...... The sun ...... in him"

Junichiro Fujiwara looked at the man in green clothes like a god.

He finally knew why his Shikigami Snow Demon had turned to ashes, and why the sun had risen earlier today.

Could it be that this immortal of the Tang Dynasty ...... Is it the god who rules the sun?

……

How long does it take to go from manipulating a hundred ghosts to being alone, the answer is a breath.

The soldier Xiaojiao was covered in blood, and his wounds were rotten, and the death of the hundred ghosts obviously brought him a great backlash, and his momentum was much weaker.

But the real blow comes from within.

The hundred ghost-style gods he was so proud of were actually ...... in front of this man Defenseless?

The other party's relaxed appearance seemed to be just brushing away a grain of dust and pulling out a mustard, and his calm eyes with a hint of pity were simply a wordless mockery of him.

"Damn, Li Daoxuan, you forced me!"

There was a touch of madness in his eyes, he still had the last hole card, although he had not completely mastered that hole card, but this man was so terrible, if he wanted to turn the tables, he could only fight!

The next moment, the little horn's mouth opened, and he kept retching, every inch of his muscles were trembling, and his eyes showed a look of extreme pain.

A snaketail spat out of his mouth, mixed with disgusting green slime.

Li Daoxuan was not surprised by this, because the hundred ghosts were all dead, but this little horn was still alive, but he was injured, which shows that he still has some kind of hole cards.

He didn't stop it in advance, but waited quietly, mainly because he also wanted to see the other party's means.

Three years of enlightenment in Dragon Tiger Mountain, his strength has reached the realm of the otherworldly, the treasure body of human immortals, coupled with the cultivation close to human immortals, and many magical powers, he has not met an opponent with a little interest for a long time.

For the immortal gods in the heavenly court in the past, he was not very strong, but for the current world, he has stood at the highest peak of the immortal road, not afraid of floating clouds, looking at the red dust.

The Dao Sword of the Style God was biased, and it was biased to the extreme, and Li Daoxuan was also interested in giving him a little time.

Crash!

A snake demon crawled out of his mouth, and then the wind became larger, and in an instant it was more than a hundred zhang long, and the most amazing thing was that it had eight heads and eight tails, the head was like a dragon, the eyes were like red lantern fruits, and its back was covered with moss and trees.

Its abdomen was festering and bleeding, and its head was covered with eight-colored clouds, and its body was as huge as eight peaks and eight valleys.

Dongying Divine Beast - Yaqi Snake!

Junichiro Fujiwara looked at this terrifying giant snake, but there was a look of adoration in his eyes, He Maojun not only sealed the hundred ghosts, but actually ...... Even the Yaqi Snake was sealed in his body.

"Fujiwara, let's shoot together!"

Gong Xiaojiao suddenly shouted, and then commanded the Yaqi Snake to attack Li Daoxuan.

It could be seen that he didn't seem to have complete control over this divine beast, and blood was constantly oozing from the seven orifices.

Roar!

Although the Yaqi Snake was angry at this person who tried to manipulate it in vain, he could only rush towards Li Daoxuan, spewing out puffs of smoke as black as ink.

This is poisonous smoke, which is said to be transformed by absorbing the resentment of the undead after the war, and can corrupt the body of the immortals.

Li Daoxuan's eyes showed a hint of disappointment.

That's it?

On the battlefield of Chiyou, the younger sister Taiwei beheaded Xiangliu, this Yaqi Snake is quite famous in later generations, but compared with Xiangliu, it is still a lot worse.

That is, the level of the early stage of the Yang God.

He was ready to end the battle, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, there was an extra bow and arrow in his palm, exuding extremely strong mana fluctuations.

The bow is a Qiankun bow, and the arrow is an earth-shattering arrow.

Draw the bow and load the arrow.

As the bowstring was slowly pulled, an astonishing power arose from Li Daoxuan's body, and a long wind suddenly swayed between heaven and earth, blowing his hair and robes to hunt.

Before the arrow was fired, a huge gap had already opened in the sea of clouds in the sky, as if it had been split by an invisible arrow intent.

The Yaqi Orochi seemed to feel the fear of death, its huge body stiffened slightly, and its scarlet eyes showed a trace of fear.

"Can't let him shoot this arrow, Fujiwara-kun, quickly shine on him with the Yaga mirror!"

Xiao Jiao also sensed the horror of this arrow, and hurriedly roared.

Junichiro Fujiwara in the distance did not hesitate, he raised the eight-sword mirror in his hand and walked towards Li Daoxuan.

Although he is a bit shameless in serving Xiaojiao, this matter is related to Dongying's national fortunes, and he must unconditionally support Xiaojiao!

The treasure mirror shot out eight white rays of light and landed on Li Daoxuan's body, like eight divine iron chains.

There was a hint of pride in his eyes, but fortunately, before coming to the Tang Dynasty, he asked the emperor for this artifact, and the Eight Mirrors can determine everything in the world, even if it is as strong as gods and demons.

That black dragon is so violent, and it is not difficult to move an inch when it is illuminated by the Eight Mirrors?

When Li Daoxuan is shrouded in poisonous mist, and then swallowed by the Baqi Snake, at that time, his cultivation will be transformed into his own power!

He will step on the corpse of the Tang Immortal and become a new myth in the world!

Li Daoxuan's action of pulling the bow did stop, and there was a majestic power hidden in the eight white lights, as if it was transformed by some kind of rule, which made him feel like he was stuck in a quagmire and couldn't move.

"Master!"

The willow branch in Changle's hand emitted a glowing green light, ready to hit Junichiro Fujiwara and help the master get rid of the control of the Yaga Mirror.

But before she could act, she saw that 18,000 star-like acupuncture points suddenly lit up on Master's body, as if 18,000 volcanoes were gushing at the same time, and the qi and blood were so vast that they let out rolling thunder.

Li Daoxuan's hand, which had been stopped, continued to move, and the bowstring was slowly pulled apart.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable......

The chain-like Eight Divine Lights shattered, and when Li Daoxuan completely pulled the bowstring into a full moon, the Eight Mirrors in Fujiwara Junichiro's hand let out a mournful roar, and then exploded with a click, becoming torn apart.

The Eight Mirrors, one of the three major artifacts of Dongying, have been reduced to scrap metal.

The pupils of the servant Xiaojiao froze, revealing a shocked look, but then it turned crazy again.

Because at this moment, the Baqi Snake he manipulated had already arrived in front of Li Daoxuan's eyes, and the poisonous mist was also shrouded in it, and even if the other party shot that arrow, it couldn't change anything.

It must be known that the Yaqi Orochi has eight heads, and even if the opponent kills one head with one arrow, it will not help.

But he soon realized how stupid his ideas were.

I saw that in the pitch-black poisonous mist, an arrow light suddenly flew out, wrapped in the power of thunder and thunderbolt, and directly rolled all the poisonous fog upside down, like a black light that destroyed the world, piercing through one of the heads of the Yaqi Snake.

And that's not all, the arrow turned in the air, cut a graceful arc, and pierced a snake's head again.

All of this happened between the lightning and flint, and the speed of the sky-shaking arrow was so fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it pierced through several large snake heads one after another.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the lightning bolt, the explosion of the skull came one after another, and piles of rotten flesh splashed, making the entire valley seem to have become a meat grinder.

Heaven-shattering arrows, thousands of miles of pursuit, never die!

The body of the Yaki Orochi fell from the sky and shook the ground.

Its massive snake body was still trembling, but the eight snake heads were gone, leaving only eight bloody snake necks.

Sou!

The sky-shattering arrow automatically flew back into Li Daoxuan's hand, the black light flickered, and the blood was not stained.

Li Daoxuan put away his bow and arrows, felt the light of the Demon Swinging Heavenly Book in his mind, and glanced at it casually.

"In August of the eleventh year of Zhenguan, he killed the demon beast Baqi Snake in Panlong Mountain, and won the reward: the lower grade spirit treasure [Tiancong Cloud Sword]."

"Tiancong Cloud Sword, also known as Kusanagi Sword, one of the three major artifacts of the Wa Kingdom, has its own yin and evil ......"

Li Daoxuan was a little bored in his heart, although the lower grade spirit treasure was also precious, but it was not so helpful to him at present, and the sword of the small day was ...... I dislike it.

He didn't even have the qualifications to put it in his dragon sword box.

Whether it is Bailong or Chixiao, the power is above this sword, so for Li Daoxuan, this sword is like a chicken rib.

He looked at the servant Xiaojiao who was standing there, as if he was dozens of years old, and said: "Now I understand, the so-called Shishen, but Xiao Dao'er, with the help of the power of demons to practice, will only be confused by monsters in the end." ”

Gong Xiaojiao's body trembled, and he fell to the ground, his eyes were dilated, and it was obvious that he had been greatly hit and was almost collapsed.

"No, I got the immortal teachings and created the way of the gods, I should have become a generation of grandmasters and started a sect, how could I lose, how could I die here?"

He muttered to himself, sobbing and looking embarrassed.

Li Daoxuan shook his head, and with his sword pointed together, he was about to completely kill him.

At this moment, wisps of mist emerged, a gentle drizzle fell from the sky, and a graceful figure holding an oil-paper umbrella slowly came from a distance.

The red dress is like fire, walking in the rain, the posture is graceful and elegant, and there is an indescribable charm in every gesture.

Sister Yu?

Li Daoxuan was slightly distracted, he seemed to see Sister Yu coming gracefully in the mist and rain, with three thousand long hairs and eyes like autumn waves.

Since the Battle of Chiyou, Sister Yu has returned to the waters of Xiaoxiang to continue her retreat and penance, in preparation for the catastrophe that will come at any time, but there has been no movement over the years, and she has never been out of the customs.

"Zhenjun is angry, this person has a relationship with the slave family, can you ask Zhenjun to raise his noble hand and spare his life, the slave family is willing to rely on Zhenjun...... Feel free to dispose of it. ”

The voice was extremely soft, and he deliberately reread it on two random words, which made people's bones crispy.

Li Daoxuan came back to her senses, she was not Sister Yu, Sister Yu would not be dressed so revealingly, and her voice would not be so prodigal.

The red marks on his eyebrows opened slightly, blooming with a pure glow, shining on her body.

Nine huge tails spread behind her, and you can instantly see the origin of her heels.

"Qingqiu, Nine-Tails, turned out to be a revived evil god."

The woman was watched by the eyes of heaven, her hair stood up all over her body, and her body was tense, but she pretended to be calm, smiled, and inadvertently lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her thighs without obscene pants, smooth and white, straight and slender.

"The slave family, commonly known as Jade Niang, was once a fox fairy under the throne of Bixia Yuanjun, and in general, he is also the same as the true monarch, and he is a person in the Daomen."

"Yu Niang has seen Daoyou~"

Saying that, she squatted down and made a blessing salute to Li Daoxuan, but she put her posture very low, and the snow-capped mountains on her chest were towering and the ravines were extremely deep.

"Phew, Sassy Fox!"

Chang Leqiao's face was slightly red, and he chirped.

……

Thank you for the one hundred tips above the nine gods, than the heart!

(End of chapter)