Text Chapter Ninety-Six: The Decisive Battle is a Small Success, and the Drought is Born
?“ Poison God! "'Jade' Yangzi's face is as ugly as it is, almost gritting his teeth to pronounce these two words, he took a deep breath and said coldly: "You and I are both the Holy Sect and the 'Gate', and we respect the Heavenly Evil Patriarch together, and we should work together for the great cause of the Holy Sect......
'Hey, hey!' What Brother Yu'yang Dao said was righteous and awe-inspiring, using a disciple under the 'door' to 'mix' us and other people's audio-visual, but he ran to the depths of the desert to hunt for treasures, he was really dedicated to the public! At least, little sister, I'm ashamed of myself! "The soft 'woman' voice full of ridicule and ridicule suddenly sounded, and on the right side of the darkness, a stunning 'woman' with a graceful demeanor slowly walked out.
She has a graceful figure, her face is 'covered' with a light veil, elegant and subtle, but it contains an extreme charm 'bewitchment', and her eyes 'waves' are flowing, magnificent and charming, as if she wants to suck people's souls in: "Brother Poison God, Brother Ghost King, come out!" Now that the Holy Sect respects the four sects in the same lineage, how to distribute the treasures must come up with a charter. ”
"Sanmiao, Ghost King, even you have arrived?" 'Jade' Yangzi's face was as pale as paper, his feet staggered, his eyes were full of jealousy, he stared at the darkness in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "Our four factions have always been well water and do not interfere with river water, why do you want to oppress my Immortal Hall with the old puppet of the poison god?" ”
"The world is rare, and the virtuous live in it. Although Wan Mou is not talented, he has to try his luck for the sake of the sect's 'door' foundation, and he also hopes that the 'jade' Yang Dao brother Haihan! With a burst of indifferent words, in the darkness, two figures gradually appeared—an old man in a green shirt with a dignified face and a middle-aged scribe with an extraordinary bearing, gentle and elegant, who was a poison god and a ghost king!
The poison god had a look on his face that seemed to be smiling, like pity, like mockery, and glanced at 'Yu' Yangzi: "'Jade' Yang brother, don't blame the old brother for being too talkative, this person, the most important thing is to see your position clearly and recognize your own strength," he paused, smiled faintly, and a trace of 'yin' cold murderous aura diffused out: "Isn't there a saying in the secular world, called the husband innocent, and guilty!" ”
This sentence is really a little more poisonous than the most vicious swearing, isn't this just telling 'Jade' Yangzi in a roundabout way, the strength of your Immortal Hall has declined, and we will give you face and call you a brother. If you don't give you face, you are nothing, even if you get this strange treasure, will your Immortal Hall have the ability to keep it?
'Jade' Yangzi stared at him deadly, only to be so angry that the three corpse gods jumped violently, his eyes were 'revealed' with a fierce light, and he said in a cold voice: "Poison God Old Ghost, what do you want?" ”
"It's nothing," the poison god shook his head, and a cold smile of 'yin' appeared on his face, as if the poisonous snake Su in the 'hole' woke up, swallowing the snake letter, and the murderous aura around his body was surging: "If I were the elder brother, you should be dormant in the Eternal Life Hall now, and strive to be 'fine' and rejuvenated, cultivation and recuperation are the king's way, and it is really unwise to act like this brother!" ”
At this point, he sneered and shook his head contemptuously, the threat was overflowing!
'Jade' Yoko glared at him fiercely, the anger in his eyes like a raging fire of purgatory. On the 'yin' yang mirror in his hand, the black and white light suddenly flourished, like two entangled swimming fish, forming an incomparably agile Tai Chi pattern, and the incomparably surging and vast 'yin' yang spiritual power was surging and boiling.
The three ghost kings glanced at each other, without the slightest fear on their faces, as if the person in front of them was not a famous demon giant, but a lamb to be slaughtered. They stood still in the shape of "Pin", faintly surrounding the Immortal Hall gang of 'Jade' Yangzi and his subordinates, looking at each other with a frightened 'color' on their faces.
As their gestures were made, in the darkness behind the three of them, countless footsteps also sounded at the same time, and the 'yin' shadow was heavy, and a bloody aura rose suddenly, I don't know how many masters they brought?
The "color" of the "jade" yang face has changed several times, from "tide" red to iron blue, and then from iron green to pale. His mind turned, and he already understood what these three people meant, but he was afraid that they would like to do it themselves, and then they could justifiably kill themselves here, and then go to receive the wealth and territory that the Immortal Hall had been operating for more than a thousand years.
He had no doubt about the murderous intent of these three people, if he was in their position, he was afraid that he would make the same decision!
'Jade' Yangzi closed his eyes slightly, almost exhausted his strength, before suppressing the anger of the 'chest', he glanced around at the three poisonous gods who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and their faces were 'revealed' with a sneering 'color', their faces turned indifferent, and they laughed miserably: "Good, good, good!" You are ruthless enough, my 'jade' Yangzi is convinced, today my Changshengtang vein will retreat, and he will have the opportunity to talk to the three Taoist friends again! ”
At the last word "Xiangxu", he bit extremely hard, and the corners of his mouth 'revealed' an inexplicable smile, lining his cold face, giving people an invisible chill. He is a person who understands, with the strength of the Immortal Hall at the moment, if he fights with the three major 'gates' of the Demon Sect, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and there is only one way to die.
Right now, he only hoped that the master of the three sects of the Demon Sect would still cherish his wings and would not be too 'forced' on his Immortal Hall.
"'Jade' Yang Dao brother rest assured, there will be a chance, if Brother Dao has time in the future, you can also come to Wan Mou Fox Qishan to talk about it!" The ghost king's voice was faint, and his peaceful and deep gaze swept coldly over the 'jade' Yangzi.
'Jade' Yangzi snorted, didn't reply, stretched out his right hand and made a gesture, and the disciples of the Immortal Hall who were originally standing in place, full of fear, were like 'Amnesty', let out a long breath, and quickly gathered behind 'Jade' Yangzi. 'Jade' Yangzi bit his 'lip', looked deeply at the three poison gods, and immediately led the disciples into the darkness, far away from the place of right and wrong!
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In a small hill twenty miles away from here, the four of Long Xuan stood in a circle, silent, and there was a strange water mirror in front of them that was hanging in the air and shining brightly. After a long time, Long Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and his right hand was held empty, and the "Taiyi Xuanguang Mirror" turned into countless points of light and dissipated into invisible: "Hehe! It's only been half a year, and this Immortal Hall has not been completed like this, where is there still the bearing and scene that one of the four sects of the Demon Sect should have? ”
"My nephew is right, the demon sect forces are overturned, and intrigue is a common thing. If the attitude of 'Jade' Yangzi was a little tougher before, I am afraid that a fierce battle would break out between the four of them at this moment! Pu Zhi's eyes showed a trace of disgust, his palms were folded, his face was solemn, and his whole body emitted a faint golden light: "The omen is getting bigger and bigger, presumably the magic treasure is about to be born!" ”
Long Xuan bowed his head slightly, did not speak, at this time the fourth hexagram of the "Eight Fierce Thunder Gang Array" in his dantian had been completely lit up - the Qiangua that symbolized the strange evil of heaven and earth, the Kun hexagram that symbolized the 'yin' evil of Yama, the separation hexagram that symbolized the sword of Tongtian and the Kan hexagram that had just been absorbed into the sea of blood Shura, the radiant Kan hexagram faintly formed a four-elephant formation, and the murderous formation diagram had been completely substantiated, and the inscriptions of the formation were all written with the power of thunder, and the center was the constantly rotating Tai Chi 'Yin' Yang Fish, 'Yin' Yang Fish' In the center of the intertwined Tai Chi circle, a golden sword was inserted upside down, and the red 'color' fire was constantly burning, as if mellow blood was dripping, adding a bit of desolation and hideousness!
Long Xuan was happy in his heart, and the four trigrams of the "Eight Fierce Thunder Gang Array" were achieved, and he entered the realm of Xiaocheng. If there is a need in the future, he only needs to use the heart sword as the base of the formation, and the power of the thunder in his body can be urged, and he can summon the formation diagram in the dantian and volley this array in the air. Although this array is not yet complete, the power should not be underestimated!
The "Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array" formation patterns in the Xuanhuo Altar of the Incense Valley, coupled with the slight modification of the formation path that he inherited from the Shushan Sword Sect in his previous life, this strange array created by him will definitely shock Shenzhou one day!
Long Xuan pondered, the 'yin' wind on the desert became stronger and stronger, whistling fiercely, like a dilapidated giant bell in the wilderness ancient temple, as if the hell demon who had broken free from the shackles sneered hoarsely.
The wind and clouds are rolling in all directions, the sky and the earth are rapidly changing 'color', and there is rain floating in the sky, blood-red 'color' rain! This firmament seems to be weeping, crying, the devil is born, returning to heaven and earth!
The cold blood rain hit Long Xuan's face, hurting like a knife, chilling, and his whole body seemed to be frozen, "Hmph! Long Xuan snorted lightly, the darkness around him receded like a 'tide', and his eyes opened and closed, and they were occupied by two pure gold 'colored' sword shadows, as if the scorching golden 'colored' light flame, the "Eight Fierce Thunder Gang Array" engraved on the spine of the fairy sword Xiao Cheng seemed to have some kind of magical change even with the heart sword.
What bloomed in Long Xuan's eyes this time was a projection of the heart sword body! As the sword pressure around him soared, the increasingly dense blood sea in the sky seemed to have found an outlet, just like a 'milk' Yan Tou Lin, roaring, cheering, and constantly pouring into the 480 million 'acupoints' and heavenly 'gates' around Long Xuan's body, and the surging power was released in the depths of his soul, and in an instant, it traveled all over his body, heaven and earth, only me!
At this moment, the nameless beast's roar became more and more obvious, getting closer and closer, not to mention the four of Long Xuan, even the people of the four sects of the Demon Sect who stayed in front of the ruins of the Hall of the Dead also had a great change in their complexions, and there seemed to be countless invisible and crazy demon 'yin' spirits between heaven and earth.
Suddenly, at the top of the Heavenly Blood Pillar, a hidden 'door' suddenly appeared, and the three big characters of bright red 'color' were engraved on the 'door' frame - Shura Realm! The handwriting is vigorous, each stroke is like the edge of the sword melted into the strokes, but in the eyes of the 'desire' to break through the stone and go, the world is general, wanton and wild, unruly and untamable.
"Roar!" The roar of the beast was getting closer and closer, and the sound like Huang Zhong Da Lu echoed in the wild desert, shocking the heart. "Not good! It seems that some Shura monster is about to break through the boundary, everyone hurry up and stop him! "The ghost king's face changed, and he suddenly lost his voice, this inexplicable familiar breath, he had vaguely felt it on Fulongding, endless ferocity, endless madness, endless blood!
This is actually the breath of Shura!
"Brother Ghost King, what did you say?" The "Acacia" dagger in the hand of the poison god had been unsheathed, the cold light flickered, and he was waiting for it, and he didn't hear the ghost king's shout for a while. "Work together to close the 'gate' of the Shura Realm!" The Ghost King's face sank like water, and he screamed violently, and an oil lamp lit with a blue 'color' flame rose in his hand, which was the secret treasure of the Ghost King's Sect - the Soul Falling Lamp!
The ghost king's hands are non-stop, and his hands are knotted with dazzling 'dazzling' and 'chaotic' seals, floating in the air, and in the chic contains infinite murderous power, the mysterious and obscure incantation is recited by 'chanting', and the power of blood is mighty 'swinging' and 'swinging', like a great river, completely integrated into the wick of the falling soul lamp, the falling soul lamp shook suddenly, and a red 'colored' flame broke through the sky, went against the sky, and went towards the 'gate' of the Shura realm!
However, in the next moment, a sudden change occurred, and a pitch-black and thin palm suddenly stretched out from the hidden realm 'gate', and then a monster with a hideous face, long horns, and flames around it jumped up quickly, and quickly dodged the attack of the red fire!
The blood-light characters on the 'gate' of the Shura realm slowly dimmed, and the blood rain and blood that were still earth-shattering just now were retracted into the 'gate' of the realm like a whale sucking water, and the 'gate' of the realm gradually closed after a dull sound!
"Drought fish, this is a drought fish?" The Ghost King's body shook, his voice was hoarse, almost moaning, and he muttered in a voice that only he could hear.
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