Chapter 33: The Fighting Methods of the Immortals
Beihai City.
The wind is cold, the clouds are thick, and a snowstorm is coming.
Through the clouds, you can see a golden sun reflecting the sea of clouds, and in the softness and quiet, a blizzard is brewing.
Somewhere, the white crane boy had a gloomy face, holding a jade ruyi and said:
"Master, then Yuan Futong really can't do anything, he gave him so many soldiers, and he was able to let Ziyao go?"
On the side, the old man with a big head and a protruding forehead, and a long white beard said with a smile:
"That medicine has been fighting for so many years, and this sense of smell is still there, Yuan Futong is too anxious."
The one who spoke was the elder brother recognized by the Twelve Golden Immortals under the Sect of the Jade Void Palace.
The white crane boy suddenly remembered something, and said:
"Could it be that it is the sub-medicine divination of the future, and I know that it will be surrounded?"
"Hahahaha......"
The Antarctic Immortal couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and the laughter continued to echo over the sea of clouds.
The white crane boy suddenly blushed, and hurriedly asked:
"What are you laughing at?!"
The Antarctic Immortal Weng laughed for a while and explained:
"Divination is nothing but a lie, mortals are ignorant, plus the intimidation of human sacrifices, they will believe whatever Ziyao says."
He shook his head and continued:
"I still can't let the world go, the Shang clan kills so much, and they can actually rule the world for 600 years, humanity really has no rules at all."
As the most favored disciple of Yuan Shi Tianzun, the White Crane Boy served by his side for a long time, and also knew many secrets of heaven and man, so he nodded and said:
"The Terrans lack jurisdiction, and when the gods are over, they will be on the right path."
The Antarctic Immortal Weng agreed with this, and after echoing a few sentences, he said:
"Ziyao must die in the North Sea, otherwise it will be difficult to advance the plan of sealing the gods."
There was a muffled thunder under his feet, and the white crane boy held Ruyi in his hand, and a golden ball appeared, but it was already empty.
"I asked the Zunti Sage, and he said that the mortal army of the entire Western Soil is at our disposal."
The Antarctic Immortal Weng stretched out his hand to hold the golden ball, his face became a little flat, and he said lightly:
"It's really a saint's mouth, and the gods also broke their legs, only giving two golden balls, and they can only bring 30,000 mortals at a time, going back and forth so many times, and now the teacher can fly to the West with his eyes closed."
The white crane boy also sighed, and Yu Ruyi stroked again, and another golden ball appeared.
"Alas, when Ziyao dies, we have to bring some soldiers back, so that Yuan Futong can drag Wen Zhong at the same time, so as not to fight Chaoge."
The Mandate of Heaven is revealed, and the Zhou Room is in the mood.
If Yuan Futong successfully went south to change the dynasty and got the luck of humanity, everything they did would be wasted.
"That's right," Antarctic Immortal Weng suddenly reminded: "Ji Fa, the son of destiny, is still in the Yin Shang army, and he must not be allowed to die in Beihai." β
The White Crane Boy replied:
"Master doesn't know, when he was still in Xiqi, I cast a spell on him, which can block him ten times of death."
"That's fine, let's go to the Westland."
The master and apprentice are ready to go.
Suddenly, the entire sea of clouds trembled violently.
"After watching it for a long time, I thought it was the third treasure jade Ruyi of the second master, but it turned out to be just a storage magic weapon!"
The angry female voice echoed in the ears of the two.
The master and apprentice were instantly shrouded in a huge shadow.
When I looked up, it was a pagoda!
The Antarctic Immortal Weng couldn't dodge, so he had to run and cultivate to burst into the golden light of the body protection.
"Pengβ"
The terrifying force struck, knocking him into the air along with the white crane boy.
I saw the Holy Mother of Jin Ling holding a flying golden sword in the sky, stepping on the seven-incense car, and shouting:
"Such shameless! Constantly transporting troops from the western soil! If you want to kill me, you can't hear about it?! β
The Antarctic Immortal Weng was covered with blood as if it were shattered, and hurriedly took out two pills.
One was eaten by the fainting white crane boy, and one by himself.
The elixir was refined by him with the thousand-year-old immortal mushroom as the main medicine, and his injuries recovered quickly after taking it.
The white crane boy spat out a mouthful of blood, and when he woke up, his head was delirious, and he didn't even recognize the person, so he said angrily:
"This seat is the boy under the seat of the saint of the Jade Void Palace! Who dares to hurt me?! β
Although he is a disciple of the Antarctic Immortal, he has always followed the cultivation of Yuan Shi Tianzun, and he has never been so seriously injured when he walks the Three Realms.
But his arrogance seems to have been used in the wrong place.
Our Lady of Jin Ling's morality has been complete, after thousands of catastrophes without extinction, cultivation has long been quasi-holy, and is one of the four major disciples of the sect, listening to the sermon in Biyou Palace all the year round, and the strength can be imagined.
In the human world, she was tied, and she even had to be careful to draw talismans, so as not to shock mortals to death because of the overflow of Dao rhyme.
Here, above this high heaven, she can finally let go of her hands and feet.
Our Lady of the Golden Spirit did not answer the White Crane Boy, in her opinion, the gap between the two was too great.
As soon as she lifted her hand, she slashed out a terrifying sword light towards the Antarctic Immortal!
Although the Antarctic immortal is also a quasi-saint, there is also a gap between the quasi-saints.
Compared with other quasi-saints, his biggest advantage is that he is popular, and he is also a friend of the two saints in the West.
In terms of strength, how can it be compared to Our Lady of the Golden Spirit?
Locked by the sword light, he had no way to avoid it, and the sea of clouds was blocked by the golden spirit, so he had to sacrifice five fire and seven feathered fans, and fan out several hideous fire dragons.
"Boring Boring Boring Boringβ"
The sea of clouds churned, as if the sword light that could cut the heavens and the earth collided with the fire dragon, and was shattered in the horrified eyes of the Antarctic Immortal!
"Master, I'm here to help you!"
The White Crane Boy had the courage to come from nowhere, but he actually showed his true body, bursting out with endless light feathers, wanting to shatter the sword light.
As everyone knows, the Antarctic Immortal Weng instinctively took him to dodge this blow, but now he was killed by him.
Seeing this, the Holy Mother of Jin Ling flashed with disdain in her eyes, and sneered:
"The grasshopper shakes the tree."
"Bang !!"
The sword light hit the master and apprentice, but it was the Antarctic Immortal Weng who carried it down for the apprentice with cultivation.
His breath was vain, and he turned his head to look at the white crane boy who showed his original form, and suddenly felt that it was a big trouble, so he pinched the magic trick in his hand and shot out a golden light.
The golden light penetrated into the neck of the white crane boy, causing him to faint again.
The Antarctic Immortal Weng breathed a sigh of relief, clamped the white crane around his waist, and hurriedly shouted to the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit:
"Senior sister! Don't do it! β
Caught defenselessly by the Four Elephant Tower, and forcibly attacked by the Flying Golden Sword, he had to beg for mercy.
After all, the fan in his hand is a fan of five fires and seven feathers, not a fan of five fires and seven birds that the vast god can suppress for eternity.
There is only one word missing, but there is a gap between immortals and mortals.
"Nonsense! Who is your senior sister? β
Our Lady of Jin Ling was young and beautiful, and she was suddenly unhappy when she was called senior sister by an old man, and it seemed that she was going to sacrifice the Four Elephant Pagoda again.
"Fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoists! β
The Antarctic Immortal hurriedly replied.
He put away the magic weapon, and his heart was very aggrieved, but he had to explain:
"I also hope that Daoist friends will raise their noble hands, and we will also act on the orders of the Jade Void."
"What you do is harm to me?!"
Our Lady of Jin Ling is also a smart person, she listened to it for a while just now, and learned that they were going to Baiyao, so she deliberately shifted the topic to Wen Zhong.
The Great Tribulation of the Gods has not yet begun, and it is not yet time for the two sects to tear their faces.
No matter how the Antarctic Immortal Weng explained, Wen Zhong was in the army, and the master and apprentice were the cultivators behind Yuan Futong, and they brought the army of Xitu before Baiyao increased his troops.
has already confirmed the matter of Wen Zhong.
A quasi-saint, a golden immortal, to deal with a little human immortal?
The Antarctic Immortal couldn't find a reason, so he had to confess:
"Daoist friends are angry, this matter is not thoughtful for us, but the mandate of heaven is like this, and the catastrophe of the gods is imminent, and we are also complying with the mandate of heaven."
Hearing this, Our Lady of Jin Ling said coldly:
"There's too much nonsense, just point to it, leave a few hundred pills of the pill you just ate, and I'll let you go."