Chapter 469: The Rain Falls
Seeing that Tang Shidu's halberd stabbed straight at Li Yuanjiao's heart, the dragon slayer frowned, his hands were together, and his spiritual sense moved frequently, and the black-red token finally reluctantly swayed out a gray light, shaking open [Zhige].
The black-red token shook off the [Zhige] in one go, and a hazy glow rose from top to bottom, and the six lines behind it lit up slightly.
And Tang Shidu's long arms were stretched, but there was a buzzing sound, his eyes were ruthless, and the golden armor on his body lit up with a white light like fire, which was blazing and dazzling, shaking away the magic weapons of several people, like a god descending to earth, and shouted:
"Take your life!"
Li Yuanjiao at this end only felt a strong force coming, and he suddenly shifted in the air for a while, and forcibly avoided the vital point.
Li Yuanjiao only felt a chill in his lower abdomen, and a bright white light blade leaked out from front of him, and almost at the same time, sharp golden qi gushed out from the light blade of the long halberd, rushing towards the internal organs.
Li Yuanjiao spurted out a mouthful of blood, took a few steps across the river and took a few steps, and at the same time launched the Blood Escape Technique to quickly move away, and took out a [Wanling Flower] in his hand, and hastily stuffed it into his mouth.
The flower melted in the mouth, a cool sense rose, and the golden qi in the five internal organs and six organs were all together, as if they had lost their direction, and they were motionless near the wound, hidden and hidden.
And with the help of the [Liuding and Fire Order], Li Yuanjiao barely broke away from Tang Shidu, but he didn't dare to slack off at all, and took out the last foundation building talisman in his hand, and launched the spell, and a white light shield appeared on his body.
"Damn it!"
Tang Shi at this head didn't kill him with a single blow, he lost the opportunity, his eyes lit up with blazing white light, and the armor on his body also shone brightly, floating and flowing in the air, angry, as if he had used some hole cards.
"Boom!"
The halberd reverberate, and with one blow knocked the golden hammer of the dragon slayer away, the two hands were held upside down, and the white-gold halberd swirled, and it stubbornly resisted a golden mang, and it was beaten into a golden arrow and escaped.
The golden-white light set off a storm in the air, and the blazing white light in Tang Sedu's eyes quickly dimmed, and with the power of the last blow, the halberd was raised high above his shoulders and thrown out fiercely.
Li Yuanjiao in the distance had just driven the Xuanwen spiritual mist, but his heart suddenly cooled, the foundation building shield in front of him exploded, the spiritual mist in his hand collapsed, and his mana seemed to be imprisoned by the formation, swaying and flowing, as if it was going to disperse in the next moment.
'What a clever artifact! ’
Ten zhang away behind him, a bright and tiny streamer flashed, it was the Purple Mansion Spirit Weapon [Go to the Cloud], this spirit weapon had been dormant for a long time, and it was waiting for him to drive the spirit mist to hide and then pierce his heart.
The power of the Purple Mansion Spirit Weapon was activated, and the immortal base in his body suddenly fell silent, and the mana was also motionless and froze all over his body like muddy water, and the golden qi at the wound was about to move.
And his mana was imprisoned by this spiritual weapon, and the wind under his feet almost couldn't stand, and he finally understood why the dragon slayer had been languishing after eating this spiritual weapon, and I am afraid that someone else would have fallen into the clouds long ago.
In the flash of light, a thought came to his mind:
Fortunately, Yu Muxian is dead... Just use my life to stop the criticism of the people...'
The next moment, a white-gold light pierced through his chest, and Tang Sedu's halberd was three feet long with two blades, stretching out to exceed the width of his human body, his chest was incinerated out of thin air, and he flew high above his shoulders.
"Boom!"
Tang Shidu had already prepared more than a dozen talismans in his sleeves, and he hit in all directions, his footwork moved forward, and he arrived behind Li Yuanjiao in two steps, easily took the halberd, and rode forward with the wind.
He didn't look back, he was sure in his heart that this person was going to die, and after eating [Go to the Cloud], he had already been wandering in the Ghost Gate, but he died early and died late, and he cut his entire chest, even if it was Zifu's shot, he couldn't save it.
'This person is dead, at least he can give an explanation to the master...'
He had just taken this thought in his heart, but there was a scorching heat behind him, Tang Shi turned his head suddenly, and saw a lively open flame descending in the air, slaying the dragon and slaying the flames, his hands together, and the anger and hatred in his eyes almost flowed out.
He practiced the "Peony Fire", and the flames released were hazy around and bright inside, swimming alone one by one, densely spread all over the air, and the gray and fire flowed in the air, and the two fires were intertwined, which was very terrifying.
But after all, the dragon slayer was half a step away from him, and the other hand had to cover the wound left by the abdomen [Go to the clouds], Tang Shi only sneered, and retreated, the hatred in his heart was greatly released, and somehow he even said:
"If it had worked, you would have rescued him... It's just the anger of impotence and self-hatred! ”
But as soon as he stopped, he gave others a chance to take advantage of it, and the dragon slayer was like a god of fire descending into the world, looking at him coldly with his eyes, and taking the opportunity to spew out a bright-colored bead from his mouth.
Tang Shidu felt a sense of danger in his heart, but he didn't have the genius spiritual control and meticulous spiritual analysis like Yu Muxian, so he could only retreat with all his strength.
The two chased and fled, and flew out for several miles, who knew that the six lines of the [Six Ding and Fire Order] lit up one by one in the gap between the chase and escape, and the fire bead moved dozens of zhang violently, and suddenly appeared in front of him, Tang Shidu's face changed greatly, and he was shocked:
"I..."
He only spat out one word, and a violent fire storm rose from the sky, bright inside, and the hazy brilliance around it swept by, and Tang Shi was like a bird with broken wings, falling crookedly into the clouds.
The dragon slayer knocked out the fire beads, and also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the hands covering his abdomen were full of blood, quietly watching Tang Shi disappear, his spiritual sense moved slightly, and there were bursts of fluctuations on the token:
"I know you're angry, but don't chase after you... You're too pushy! If we continue to chase like this, you and my plan will not be able to come true! ”
The dragon slayer stood out of thin air, the anger in his eyes slowly fell, turning into deep loneliness, and the black-red token jumped, for fear that he would be willful, and persuaded again and again:
"You've done your duty! The man... Then Li Yuanjiao is going to use his life to ensure that Yu Muxian dies and has no place to be buried! Ruthless... It's really ruthless... Damn... If such a person had been in ancient times... Maybe it can really stir up the big picture. ”
"Shut up!"
Dragon Slayer choked him, his eyes were cold:
"I'll settle accounts with you when I go out!"
Slaying the dragon with a gloomy face, riding the wind back, leaving only the flames slowly dissipating in the air, Tang Shidu under the clouds finally rose a blood light, and quickly disappeared into the sea of clouds, his armor was faintly black, black smoke was emitting all over his body, he lowered his head and rode the wind, and he was both hated and shocked in his heart:
'Something! It's only been a few years since I've been cultivating... Maybe it's another Guo Shentong... If it weren't for the wrong situation, he should have been killed a long time ago before leaving! This is a legacy of trouble. ’
He looked very embarrassed on the surface, but he quickly stabilized his injuries, after all, after a hundred years of cultivation, all kinds of methods are by no means comparable to those young monks, took an elixir, and settled on a mountain peak.
It was only at this moment that he had time to look up, looking at the cyan rain in the distance, and his heart was extremely depressed, wishing that the cave in front of him would never be closed, and that he would stay in this cave for the rest of his life without going out.
"It's over... It's over..."
His eyes were empty, but he suddenly focused, suddenly pulled out his halberd, his eyes were fierce, and he said coldly:
"Who!"
A figure slowly walked out of the clouds not far away, dressed in a green robe, wearing a green flute around his waist, the red rope was shaking, and the middle-aged man was wearing a Taoist crown, standing with his hands in his hands, and looked at him with a smile:
"[Long Heavenly Halberd] also has today?"
Tang Shidu's expression gradually changed, he glanced at him, and said in a deep voice:
"Shen Xi?"
The man in Tsing Yi didn't answer him, but drew out his long sword and pointed it at Tang Sedu, the feather coat on his body emitted a blue light, colliding with the white-gold brilliance rising from Tang Sedu's body.
The flames in the sky had not yet dispersed, but the light of mana collision rose again, and the momentum was huge, shaking the clouds and fog, and flowing out of a large space.
……
The dragon slayer chased after him, Xiao Yongling fell, caught Li Yuanjiao, searched back and forth twice with mana, and retrieved his body one by one, Xiao Yongling's face was stained with a few drops of blood, and he looked a little lost.
Li Yuanjiao's body had been torn to pieces, and he was barely using his mana to piece it together, and the injuries left by [Go to the Cloud] were still expanding, and his body was about to turn into a blood mist.
Xiao Yongling crossed the mana with one hand, and took out the pill with the other hand, he was from a big family and had rich experience, just a glance, he already understood that Li Yuanjiao could not be saved, but he still fed Li Yuanjiao to obey.
A golden light came from far and near, and Li Xuanfeng hurried over, his hands were covered with blood, his white bones were exposed, and a few fingers were hanging down, looking like he had just been connected.
The hole card in Li Xuanfeng's bow is not as good as the Qingqi sword, but it is a trace of power that he has accumulated every time he shoots an arrow, and he has been recuperating for many years, majestic and immense, and he shot it out overnight, almost killing Yu Muxian, and the power of the backlash almost abolished his hands.
And regardless of his injury, in order to save Li Yuanjiao, he pulled his bow again and shot an arrow, almost lost his hand, rushed to take medicine, his heart was cold, and his lips were white.
Although the foundation building monk is not as good as Shi Xiu, but after all, his vitality is tenacious, Li Yuanjiao's eyes were blurred, and he vaguely heard Tang Shidu's relieved laughter, Xiao Yongling's anger and dragon slayer's anger.
He only felt that his hands were cold, as if he had returned to that afternoon many years ago, when Li Yuanjiao came down step by step from the moss-covered stone path, and a faint light cyan rain fell in the sky, and his hands were also cold.
Today's coldness is much warmer than that, and the hands are steady, at least holding something, enough to deliver to the ancestors.
'This realm is in my calculations, step by step to deceive, take advantage of the situation to slay the dragon, and besiege and kill Yu Muxian with one move... I'm afraid that my uncle will see me below, and he will blame me for being unscrupulous and dirty in my life. ’
The imprisoning power of the spirit weapon [Cloud Removal Weapon] had faded like a tide, and what came into view was Li Xuanfeng's face full of blood, and the hand holding him in his hand was also wet, and he vaguely touched the hard bones.
His eyes were gloomy, and his vitality faded, but he was hung by several pills and medicines he had taken, and many hallucinations appeared in the torment, from his mother Mu Yalu smiling at the table with him to Li Yuanxiu reading with him, and from the lovely face of Xiao Guiluan in the sedan chair to the immature smiling faces of Li Xizhi and Li Yuexiang.
The stars in the sky flickered like lights in the dark, the cool breeze hit, and the wet blood dripped on his face, and before he lost consciousness, he returned to a certain night, and the stars in front of him turned into the lights under the mountain, and the clouds turned into a slender figure.
Unlike Li Yuanjiao, who has always been dressed in black, this person is dressed in a white robe, hanging a flowing cloak, with a young face and soothing eyebrows, looking much more generous than Li Yuanjiao, looking at him with a quiet smile.
Li Yuanjiao only felt the sweetness in his mouth, and suddenly sobered up in front of him, interrupting his hallucination, it should be some kind of elixir that hangs him, he took a strong breath, and a point of light appeared in his hand, and a small snake circling and flying could be faintly seen.
"Lee... Dark Shoots..."
Li Xuanfeng held his hand and gritted his teeth tightly, Li Yuanjiao's eyes in front of him had gradually turned gray-white, and the pale cyan rain sprinkled down and hit his armor.
Li Xuanfeng bent down slightly, Li Yuanjiao's lips opened and closed, and he made a very light and light hoarse sound:
"Brother... Brother..."
Li Yuanjiao's voice was brisk, Li Xuanfeng heard such an intonation from his mouth for the first time, and his tongue finally moved indistinctly in his mouth, and he didn't say anything else.
The green rain in the cave sky fell, dripping and smashing on Li Xuanfeng's dark golden armor, the middle-aged man covered his face with his hand, without saying a word, and the wound on his other hand was deep and bone-seeing, gently touching his nephew's eyes.
……
Lake Mochizuki.
The autumn of Mochizuki Lake came very early this year, a piece of vermilion, Qingdu Peak and heavy rain, dripping, through the formation fell on the peak, converged on the stone stream and ditch, and flowed down the mountain clearly and brightly.
Every piece of brick and stone in the Li family ancestral hall was completely moved to Qingdu Mountain, each piece of bluestone revealed the vicissitudes of life, crawled with moss, the six gates were closed tightly, and the brass on it was a little gray.
Li Yuexiang was dressed in a white dress, gently pushed the door, and several lights in the hall pulsed slightly, emitting a warm pale yellow brilliance.
There are not many people who can come to the Li family ancestral hall, and a few years ago, there were still clan elders who did not allow women to enter, and as Li Qinghong broke through the foundation, these voices slowly disappeared, and there was no news.
When she entered the hall, she saw a person standing in the hall, standing quietly in the hall, without saying a word, as if she was thinking deeply, and turned around after listening to the movement.
"Brother!"
The person in front of him was Li Xijun, who had always been steady and invisible, and his brother was a little restless for the first time, nodded to her slightly, and asked casually.
Just between these two sentences, Li Xijun skimmed his head twice, and under the ranking, there was a row of jade hanging between the tables, some bright, some dim, emitting a warm light.
Li Yuexiang bowed down on the cushion next to him, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the rows of tablets above, and silently read in his heart:
'My mother also broke through the retreat... Just hope... Heaven wishes... Don't have to be twisted and turned. ’
Her eyes were slightly closed, and she had just bowed down, when a very light breaking sound suddenly sounded in her ears, as well as the friction sound of Li Xijun suddenly pinching the hilt of the sword and the sound of heavy breathing.
"Click......
The voice was particularly clear in the silent hall, and the lights in the hall dimmed, and Li Yuexiang's movements suddenly stopped.
She raised her head, and in front of her was a cloud of jade fragments and powder, and the top piece of warm jade that Li Xijun had been staring at for months burst and was rolling down.
Li Yuexiang closed her eyes tightly, tears quickly drooped from the corners of her eyes, rolling down her neck and dripping onto her white clothes, she sniffed, put the jade on the ground together, and couldn't hold back her snort.
"Daddy......"
(End of chapter)