Chapter 312: Battle Fall

"Boom ......"

The flames are raging, and the war is not endless.

In front of Qingping Valley, two or two Jindan real people fought endlessly, all kinds of complicated Taoism came at hand, heaven and earth became a picture scroll, and all kinds of mysterious Taoist marks on the graffiti.

"Buzz"

Jiang Xianqing's jade face was cold, she retracted her qi, and with a twist in her hand, a small knife appeared, four or five inches long, with an indescribable brilliance flashing on the tip.

He poured a stream of spirit into the throwing knife, and it came alive, buzzing and ringing, with a little red glow.

Then......

The knife flew out, and the crimson stained the entire sky, like a divine bird with wings spread, sweeping all over the world.

"Bang la la"

Zhao Python's heart was dignified, this was a third-order magic weapon, even if it was not the top artifact of the Zhenzong, but for Qingping Valley, it was still a rare killing weapon.

So, very carefully, he took out a stack of talismans from his bosom, sent them away in his hand, and flew away like a butterfly.

These talismans are very miscellaneous, some of them only have the fluctuations of second-order artifacts, but they are numerous, and they are also arranged according to specific mysteries, and the power they show is also good.

"Boom"

The flying knife was like a fire, burning through the runes, and the runes inside collided with the sharp edges of the utensils, causing a terrifying explosion, and the divine fire boiled, and the sky was red, burning badly.

Zhao Python's eyes froze slightly, and he saw Jiang Xianqing under the firelight, there was no trace of escape, and he killed in an instant, and the edge of the sword weapon separated the firelight, and the chill was released.

Jiang Xianqing felt a chill on his neck, and his heart trembled, but he was not chaotic in the face of danger, and put the sword weapon on his skin, and the mana all over his body flowed into one, round and solid.

"Block"

The sword fell, causing Jiang Xianqing to stop it, and the slightest chill rose, hanging half of his body with frost.

"Whew"

Jiang Xianqing took a long breath, his inner breath was endless, and he slapped out a soft brocade with one hand, and the frost covered by his body exploded suddenly, as if there was a cold current surging in the flying fog.

Zhao Python raised his hand, the mana condensed, and a touch of golden light flowed on the edge of his palm, which was solid and immortal, and a force slashed down.

"Bang"

There is a lot of fighting over there, and here there are like Huandao people and Shi Shujing fighting, and they are also indiscriminate, so that the battle situation is becoming more and more intense, like a red-hot charcoal fire, and there is no way to cool down.

"Buzz"

Shi Shujing's body was surrounded by strips of streamers, his fingers moved, and a brilliant aura appeared, a treasure seal emerged, all boxy, and the purple gold light shook the void sky.

As soon as his mind moved, the purple gold treasure seal burst out of the sky, making the heavens make a loud noise, and the mountains, rivers and earth trembled in unison.

"Block"

Like the robe of the Huandao people, rolling like an iron flag, waving his arms, with a cold and hard charm, the sword weapon in his hand turned, and runes appeared on the sword body, outlining the appearance of a mountain.

The back of the sword hit the purple gold treasure seal, making a pleasant sound, his eyes, clear and bright, a sword will be the obstacle to fly, and the middle slashes downward, and the heavens and the earth crack.

"Whew"

Shi Shujing spit out in one go, the surrounding wind and clouds dispersed, and his body seemed to be scattered, avoiding this dangerous sword.

"Da Da Da"

The void is dark, like a Huandao man striding forward, every step down, like a big drum that shakes the world, shaking thousands of mountains and ravines, and rivers make splashes.

His figure became incomparably tall, and he slashed down with a sword, as if the gods and demons were opening up the world, full of terrifying might.

"Drink"

The sword light was heavy, and the aura was like the sky falling, Shi Shujing felt heavy, although the Huandao people were proud, they were the same era as the Yancheng Dao people, and their mana cultivation was indeed stronger.

He tried his best to play one spell after another, like a thousand layers of ice and snow, resisting the blade of the sword, and finally stopped it.

"Arrogant, when the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect retreats, can you still protect Qingping Valley."

On another battlefield.

Jiang Xianqing and Zhao Python fought, dueling hundreds of times, and he was always a little unable to grasp it, he was a little annoyed, and with a little coldness, he broke through the embarrassment of Qingping Valley.

The things that come by taking advantage of the situation will eventually disperse, and the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect on the side of Qingping Valley will be able to disturb the general trend of the borderlands, but it will not last long, and once it retreats, it will also end up in pieces.

"You're right."

Zhao Python nodded, where would he not understand this truth, because this matter has already happened, then there is no way back.

"Click......"

His eyes were slightly closed, with a hint of determination, his body shook, as if something in his body had cracked, and the breath on his body actually violated the original law, and went straight to the sky, without any intention of stopping.

"Shattering the golden pill, this is a life-saving move at any cost."

This aura was so powerful that Shi Shujing, who was in the war, was shocked, and he glanced at Zhao Python, and everything was clear.

Jin Dan Zhenren's Jin Dan is the Dao Foundation, the foundation, and contains the vitality of the body, and if it is broken, it can raise the combat power to a terrifying state.

Of course, this is desperate in the real sense, losing life all the time, and it is a means to hurt others and oneself.

"Okay."

As the Huandao people exclaimed, Zhao Python has this determination and credibility, and in the future, the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect will set the border land, or let Qingping Valley be reused.

"Roar"

Heaven pours out, and inspiration pours out.

Zhao Python let out a roar, his eyes erupted with fiery golden light, and his robe shone brightly, like an immortal saint, exuding irresistible power.

He waved his hand, the aura tide was surging, his heart moved, and all kinds of Taoist rhymes were intertwined into a heavenly dragon, the dragon swam in the spiritual sea, and the sky was shocked when he came out.

"Bang"

Jiang Xianqing's face was full of solemnity, knowing the danger, his hands wrapped around the mixed yuan, and the mana and qi were intertwined and circulated, encroaching on the universe, turning into a yin and yang catalog.

With a simple blow, the yin and yang catalogue was shattered, and Zhao Jiangxian was blown by that strong aura, his body shook, and his hair stood upside down, without the meaning of elegance.

Zhao Python killed again, the momentum was fierce, as if driving the Tianhe, pressing down with one hand, pushing the boundaries of the ten directions, the palm lines were like mountains, heavy and unparalleled.

"Poof"

Jiang Xianqing's mana was intermittent, one was stagnant, but when he looked up, he was a palm that covered the sky, although he was on guard, he was still beaten to vomit blood, and his tendons were broken.

"Kill"

Zhao Python's strength is standing on top of the shattered golden pill, burning life elements all the time, and the strength of combat power is vain and has a price.

He needed to kill Jiang Xianqing faster, a sword was raised, and the sword light overlapped, and there was a feeling that the distant mountains were continuous.

Jiang Xianqing retreated again and again, Zhao Python's aura at this time was strong and unwaning, and it was too difficult to fight.

"Boom"

The sword light fell into the void, and a cloud of smoke and dust rose on the ground of the mountains and rivers, and a hideous gap could be seen in the shadow, as deep as an abyss.

"I am the Jindan real person of the Spirit Immortal Sect, where can I allow you to be presumptuous."

At this time, Jiang Xianqing was both shocked and angry in her heart, knowing that if she retreated, she would only be embarrassed, so she ran a secret method and fought with her heart.

"Boom ......"

He was shining all over, his spirit, Jin Dan and others were trembling, and he was squeezed out of part of his foundation, pushing his combat power upward.

Strength is never gained for no reason, and no matter how gentle the secret art is, it will damage the foundation.

Finally, Jiang Xianqing reversed the decline and grabbed his hand, as if he had grasped the authority of heaven and earth, and his arm was clinging to one line of lines, slapping forward, like a robbery of the gods.

Zhao Python's palms overlapped, and his ten fingers were intertwined, forming a strange handprint, stopping Jiang Xianqing's attack.

"Boom"

This situation is like returning to the beginning, but the battle situation has reached a tragic level, one person shattered the golden pill, and the other used secret techniques to kill the sky.

"Kill"

Jiang Xianqing performed a secret technique, he would not be silent, the offensive became fierce, a sword fell, and there were thousands of evolutions, there was a vast earth, there were Taoist scriptures, there were birds and beasts, it was like a world.

Zhao Python plucked his hands, the void made a piano, and a series of sword lights flew out, slashing all kinds of visions that attacked.

"Bang"

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, and after a collision, the brilliance gradually falls into loneliness, leaving behind a mess.

"If I can't attack it for a long time, I will definitely fall."

In Zhao Python's heart, there was a sense of anxiety, at this time, it was the origin of Jindan that was wantonly squandering, and Jiang Xianqing couldn't be taken down, all kinds of calculations were in vain, and the entire Qingping Valley had to be affected.

"Your end is already set."

Jiang Xianqing said indifferently.

Zhao Python can think of anything, he can think of, but it's a pity that a Jindan real person, because of the shallow background of the Taoist system behind it, forcibly set off a storm, and finally had to end gloomily.

"Is it?"

Zhao Python's expression was gloomy, unwilling to be such an ending, but after all, he couldn't find a breakthrough.

"Qiang"

At this time, a flying sword rushed to kill, as strong as electricity, containing the peak combat power of a late stage of the Jindan Realm.

The tip of the sword is a little sharp, rippling in the void in circles of ripples, and the sound of wind and thunder can be heard, and yang fire is born on the left and right sides, and the end is incomparable.

"Poof"

Jiang Xianqing didn't expect that there was a flying sword rushing forward, and when he reacted, his body had already been pierced, although he couldn't kill him at once, but one life went to Sancheng.

"If you are a man, I will kill you."

Between heaven and earth, Shi Shujing's crazy screams came out, and he wanted to kill the Ruhuan Dao people who made the move, but his body was flying towards Jiang Xianqing.

The luck of the Spirit Immortal Sect has already fallen, and if he loses another Jiang Xianqing, he will come to the point of life and death.

"Whew"

With this opportunity, to be able to fulfill the great wish in his heart, Zhao Python was so frightened that he directly spit out a mouthful of Jindan's breath, which was unparalleled, and almost gave up half of the remaining origin.

This breath of the Origin Golden Pill Qi enveloped Jiang Xianqing in one fell swoop, turning it into an alchemy furnace, burning the divine fire that destroyed the soul and destroyed the body.

"Ahh

He let out a terrible scream, stumbled with his sword, and slaughtered indiscriminately in the alchemy furnace, but the surrounding area was strong and indestructible, and instead he exhausted his breath.

"Stop!"

In an eye-piercing manner, Shi Shujing was killed, but by the time the tentacle came, Jiang Xianqing had already turned into ashes under the aura of Jindan.

His heart was like a knife, his eyes were red, and a wave of resentment rushed straight to the spiritual platform, almost killing this

"Since Jiang Daoyou has fallen here, you can stay too."

In an instant, the battle situation has been decided, such as the people of Huandao are overjoyed, and they have the intention to leave Shi Shujing behind, and the Lingxian Sect will be destroyed, and most of the border land is already under control.

His body bloomed with brilliance, holding it in one hand, covering all directions, full of invincibility.

"Qingping Valley, Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, you wait."

Shi Shujing joined the flying sword, slaughtered horizontally, and flew away without looking back.

The matter has come to this, in order to continue the Dao system of the Spirit Immortal Sect, he must live, roar in the future, and then take revenge.

"It's a pity ......"

Such as the Taoist people regret the way.

Shi Shujing walked too simply, not giving him a chance, if he left this person today, then the Spirit Immortal Sect would be destroyed.

"Fortunately, I lived up to my promise, killed a big enemy, and went back to Qingping Valley, and I hope that Daoyou will take care of it."

Zhao Python staggered over, his hair was scattered, his face was pale, and he bowed his hand to the Ruhuan Dao people, very seriously.

Seeing him like this, Ruhuan Daoren nodded, with a touch of recognition, and said, "I will go to the door to get a big medicine for you." ”

There is no need to look closely, he also knows that Zhao Python is extremely seriously injured, or a Dao injury, after this time, it is like a battle for life, and it should not be able to be carried out.

"Thank you so much."

Zhao Python said sincerely.

Although, he knew that this was a scene, and Jin Dan's injury could not be healed, otherwise Chen Ergou would not have had to go far to the border to seek other methods.

Ultimately.

If the Huan Dao people are happy to go, he wants to discuss strategies with the Pillow Peak Dao people and Zhao Longcheng in the door, and now the Ling Immortal Sect and the Zixi Immortal Sect have come to the weakest moment, whether to cut them off.

Also, how should the three young Jindan real people of Guangxiu Immortal Sect handle it, or let Zhao Python exert his residual heat.

In Qingping Valley, it is a little low, although it is to repel the enemy, but the ancestor broke the golden pill, lost most of his fate, and made the already small lifespan more and more scarce.

The time they can be sheltered is getting shorter and shorter, but the enemy they are facing is the Immortal Sect, and they are inevitably apprehensive.

"Ancestor!"

Zhao Yunting came up and hugged Zhao Python, only to feel that the old man's body was a little thin, and his face was full of charm, and he couldn't help but be worried.

Similarly, there were a lot of eyes that fell on Zhao Python's body, with a look of worry.

"It's okay, I'm here, Qingping Valley is fine."

Zhao Python waved his hand gently, and his thin body, with great prestige, calmed the hearts of everyone in Qingping Valley.

"Ancestor, I don't understand, the Spirit Immortal Sect is coming, just beat him back, why do you want to break the golden pill, form a big grudge, and go to the extreme."

In private, Qingping Gu couldn't help but speak, this time the ancestor's methods were too domineering and ruthless.

"It's not extreme, it's a ploy."

Zhao Python explained.

He wants to enter the game with his body and fight for the future of Qingping Valley with his life, even if he loses his life, he will not hesitate to do so.

"Ancestor, I don't understand, don't look at the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect is kind to us now, but they can never be trusted."

Zhao Yunting didn't believe in the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, they only used the relationship between each other, and when the ancestor sat down, he would definitely return to his lofty posture.

"When did I believe them?"

Zhao Python shook his head, although he was weak, but his spirit was good, and said: "After this battle, Guangxiu Immortal Sect has a lot to do to unify the border lands, and at that time, ...... You're all coming to a good day. ”

Zhao Yunting and others wanted to explore deeper secrets, but he didn't say anything, he just let them leave and meditate and cultivate.

"Why are you in trouble?"

In the silence, a sudden word sounded, and the person was worried about Zhao Python's situation.

(End of chapter)