At this time, north of the Chalcedony River, Tingchang Mountain Dojo.

Towering above the nine heavens, among the vast stratus clouds, the fierce sword qi storm and colorful smoke and haze were intertwined, and suddenly, there was a sword qi collapse, turning into a wisp of dust silk thread to disappear into the invisible, and there was smoke and haze steaming, revealing a magic spell from real to virtual.

This is the long-term attack of the two Jindan great monks, and the two old cultivators also stop at the top of a certain realm for a long time.

However, there are no two monks in the world who are the same as the Tao, and for such a great monk, there is a slight difference between the essence of the Tao and the Fa, but in fact, it is already a cloud and mud.

In this way, after a long time had passed, suddenly, a red magic flame suddenly collapsed from the center of the sea of clouds intertwined with colorful smoke and haze.

The scorching heat wave dispersed in all directions, and finally discharged the cascading clouds and mist, revealing the Lang Lang blue sky in the center, and in the middle of the sky, in the blowing of the fierce wind, was the old mother of Danxia with her hair scattered.

The old mother held the hollow jade pot in one hand, and the fire of the phoenix claw was reflected in the package of the red magic flame with the other, and in the palm of the fire phoenix claw, there was a tortoise shell of a nine-sided tortoise, and the mottled lines on the tortoise shell were intertwined, as if it was naturally manifested into a supreme talisman array with innate gossip implications.

At this time, the phoenix claws were clasped with the tortoise shell, and under the tortoise shell, the scorching water and fire were intertwined, and the dusty section of the old road of Qinghai was buckled in the palm of Danxia's old mother's hand.

Seeing that the Dao treasure was detained in the palm of Danxia's old mother, Qinghai Lao Daofu was about to come to the rescue again, and in an instant, the sound of the dust showing the sword intent was triggered, and at this moment, it was as if all the winds above the nine heavens were under the control of the old Dao, pouring into the dust, and the silk threads turned into a small river of sword intent at this moment.

In an instant, the tortoise shell collapsed, and the sword qi immediately went upstream, piercing into the phoenix claw fire phase.

In an instant, one of Danxia's old mother's arms became blurred in the split of the sword qi, but then, when the dark red blood melted into the fire phase, the anger spread out, and the screaming of the phoenix became more and more screeching.

As if Danxia's mother had prepared and expected it, she still only grabbed the whisk with her phoenix claws.

At this time, in the mirror wheel hanging behind Danxia's mother's head, the door that seemed to be open was clearly visible, and at the same time as Danxia's mother's fighting, there was constantly the power of the Dao fruit belonging to the old mother to be absorbed, and there was also a raging blood flame falling down.

At this moment, with an injured arm, Danxia's mother lifted the dust whisk and smiled fiercely at Qinghai Lao Dao not far away.

Without saying a word, when Danxia's old mother's hand was raised, she made a gesture to stuff the Taoist treasure in her hand into the door.

In an instant, before the dust touched the door, the power of Sumeru had already been entangled, and he wanted to swallow the magic weapon of the dust.

Even if he knew that this was a secret method for Danxia's mother, but between the lightning and the fire, looking at the raging blood flames, Rao is Qinghai Dao people did not dare to bet on the tenacity and safety of their magic weapon, and suddenly, they had to attack to save it.

And the moment she saw the arrival of Qinghai Lao Dao's figure, Danxia's old mother let go of her hand holding the dust, and in the same place, the fleshy palm pinched a blood-colored magic seal, and brushed it towards the mirror wheel.

At this time, Qinghai Lao Dao's eyes only had his own magic weapon, and he was already distracted, and when the confrontation between flashes and thoughts, Danxia's old mother was still holding a hollow jade pot in her hand, and the foundation of the Tao and the law was especially better than Qinghai Lao Dao.

Therefore, the result of this short confrontation is naturally self-evident.

When Qinghai Lao Dao had just grasped his dust magic weapon in one hand, and had not completely broken free from the entanglement of the power of Sumeru at the gate, Danxia's old mother picked up the jade pot in her hand, and the edges and corners were wrapped in Danyan and Xuanguang, and they smashed on the forehead of Qinghai Lao Dao.

Boom ——!

The collision between the magic weapon and the Dao body of the Great Monk of Jindan, in an instant, was almost like a thunderbolt of gold and stone exchange

The sound echoed from the clouds.

Xu felt that he was particularly puzzled by smashing like this, and in the next moment, Danxia's old mother Xie Lian raised the jade pot in her hand, shining with layers of colorful spiritual light, and smashed it on the head of Qinghai Lao Dao, who was already a little dizzy.

Boom-boom-boom——!

The continuous thunder, finally between dizziness and confusion, Qinghai Lao Dao grabbed the dust in his hand and shook it violently, and suddenly Gangfeng turned into a long river of sword qi and fell, which barely separated the figure of Danxia's old mother.

When I look at it again at this time, where is there still the dignity of a great monk, a person's face is full of flesh and blood, and the partial wounds are colorful and bright, and the teaching cannot be healed, and the blood is more and more red; Most of a person's arms were scorched black, and there was hardly a piece of good flesh on it, and the white bones of the forest had been exposed in the depths of the wound, and in a short time, there was a strange blood light looming from the scorched flesh and blood.

But when he looked at the momentum, it was Danxia's old mother who saw a bit of ferocity more and more here, and almost had some lawlessness and disregard for the posture, and when he looked at it again, across a long river of sword qi, Qinghai Lao Dao only gasped to himself, as if the rumbling thunder was gone, but it still resounded in his heart, teaching him to be unable to be peaceful.

He may be really old, he no longer has the slightest vitality on his body, and even the blood on his face, looking closely, seems to be much darker than Danxia's mother's.

"Hah! Old cow nose, cheeky, pretending to be crazy and stupid all these years, have you really forgotten how your aunt and grandmother made their lives? I really think that I can disgust people wherever I go, so I really have unparalleled combat power? Fight with me, my aunt and grandmother will let you have a hand!"

When the words fell, at the other end of the long river of sword qi, the old Taoist of Qinghai was panting, only raising one hand, waving indiscriminately, but he couldn't say anything.

But at this time, at the other end of the door, it was the first time that the Qi of the Mo Island Lord rushed into the sky, crossed the door, and entered the Jindan realm for a flash.

Rising and falling.

The drastic changes that can be brought about are far more than the majestic force of luck that rolls towards Chairman Mo.

In the same place, the hideous smile on Danxia's old mother's face froze.

It was almost like mercury pouring on the ground, only a flash of effort, and the falling blood flame and the absorbed essence were no longer exchanged, and in an instant, the Jindan peak realm qi that Danxia's old mother could still barely maintain was suddenly shattered.

Her aura suddenly fell from the peak, and with it, it was an irrepressible decadence of her spirit.

Seeing this, on the other side of the long river of sword qi, Qinghai Lao Dao suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood, and then, he looked at Danxia's old mother, and a silly but crazy smile appeared on his bloody face.

"Hah! Ha! Old Qianpo, you have fallen for the calculation of the demon clan, and you are in danger! You're already dying! Even if you are not an old man today, there are also fellow Xuanmen who come to take your life!"

Accompanied by the fierce wind, Qinghai Lao Dao's almost crazy smile scattered with the gangfeng.

It seems that with the decline of Danxia's mother's qi here, he was taught to regain his vitality, and in the twilight of his old age, he had the idea of dying with Danxia's mother.

Raising his head to wipe the blood flowing between his eyebrows and eyes, Qinghai Lao Dao wanted to see the expression of Danxia's old mother clearly at this moment.

Xu is when future generations will leave this paragraph in the annals of history, and it is also necessary to make it clear that this old pious woman has had a prosperous life, and she killed the Jindan Dao Fruit in the sea of corpses and blood, but when she is old, she still needs to be suppressed by a kendo giant like me.

This old pious woman has killed countless people in her life, but when she arrives, she needs to make a footnote to her kendo.

For a while, Qinghai Lao Dao only felt dazzled, thinking of these names behind him, he only felt that it was much hotter than the blood that couldn't stop flowing on his face.

Hey? The old man has not yet reached his birthday, why do you want to think of these posthumous names?

In the same place, before Qinghai Lao Dao thought about this.

Danxia's mother here, suddenly, her breath suddenly changed again.

At this moment, in the remote lonely mountains of the open sea, it was Chun Yuzhi's divine form that appeared in Chu Weiyang's mud pill palace

, dressed in silver and yellow robes, worship Chu Weiyang's Lingtai and Daotu's hands.

When Chun Yuzhi's divine form was also imprinted in the Dao diagram belonging to Chu Weiyang.

Suddenly, in another part of the open sea, in Tiantai Dao City, Chun Yuhuai's figure suddenly trembled violently.

Everything he has now, from the Tao and the Dharma to the essence of luck, is inherited from Chun Yu Zhi, and all of them are living instead of Chun Yu Zhi.

But whether it is Danxia's mother or Chun Yuhuai, it seems that they have never thought about a question, if the real Chun Yuzhi has not died, the soul and true spirit have not collapsed, and it is intertwined and resonated with the cause and effect luck next to it, at that time, what should Chun Yuhuai do.

None of them had thought about it.

But at this time, Chun Yuhuai must face this problem.

In an instant, with Chun Yuhuai's spirit and spirit three-element disorder, the Dao body trembled, and in the dark, the halo that hung behind her head could clearly feel that it was the majestic power of qi luck that was collapsing, rushing towards a distant but unpredictable unknown place.

As soon as the luck declined, it was followed by the collapse of the foundation, the disharmony between the Tao and the Fa, and the fact that the true spirit of Chun Yuhuai began to face the boiling ten thousand Fa Yuan Qi in the sea of qi.

At the same time, it was Chun Yuhuai's voice that recited the mantra towards Danxia's old mother that stopped abruptly, it was the disorder of the causal qi that taught him to be unable to respond to Danxia's old mother in a short period of time.

However, this time, from beginning to end, the snake elder and the Mo Island Lord's extremely greedy absorption all relied on Chun Yuhuai's own strength to "lead the way".

This time, the road was gone.

The rumbling thunder began to resound in the halo of pure Huai.

At the same time, in the sky above the Tingchang Mountain Dojo, Danxia's old mother's decadent qi returned to its peak, accompanied by that evil spirit and ferocity, which seemed to be especially at its peak.

She glanced at Qing Hai Lao Dao with a faint gaze, but she didn't have time to make a move immediately.

On the contrary, she flipped her hand and reached into the hollow jade pot.

From this magic weapon of enlightenment, from the jade pot that was originally empty, suddenly, as if there was a change, the old mother actually took out a round blood-colored treasure pill from it.

At the same time, looking at the mirror wheel suspended in mid-air, except for the door that seemed to be closed, the "Heart-devouring Spell" should do everything, and finally taught the old mother to see Chun Yuhuai's qi through the air.

"It's a mess, don't blame grandma for being ruthless this time!"

When the words fell, Danxia's mother immediately pinched the round blood-colored treasure pill and crossed into the mirror wheel that belonged to Chun Yuhuai's qi.

The blood light flashed away, reflecting the vicissitudes of Danxia's mother's face, which was already full of murderous and cruel smiles.