Chapter 12 - The Twelve Sons of Xuanji
"This ......" The real person wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but after seeing this, his beard trembled a little with anger, and he turned to stare angrily.
"Changlu, Changlu, a generation of immortals, but he lost his life for no reason because of his conceit - it's a pity. As he spoke, the handprint twisted lightly, and a few turbid qi descended again, like a long sword, flashing with the light of leaving the soul, terrifying and terrifying.
"Go!"
"Evil Ice • Burning Fire!" Changyou and Yu Chuan tacitly cooperated to attack, and in an instant, countless nine-foot evil ice and pitch-black dark fire followed, coupled with the power of turbidity, Chang Luzi knew that he had no chance of winning.
"Cloud Tribulation!!"
The jade fan fanned a few times, and the turbidity of the sky was forcibly pushed away, but he didn't watch out for the more violent attack rolling over his head, like a shower!
"Taihua Zhenyin ———"
Chang Luzi spat blood from his mouth, and with his own strength and lifelong cultivation, he took over the three-way attack. The body trembled slightly, Taihua Zhengong he only comprehended seventy or eighty percent, and after a long time, the true skill faded, and he was still ten dead.
Suddenly, a breeze blew in Changluzi's ears!
"Changlu, why are you so embarrassed?"
Liezi stepped on the wind and came to the world, and the pure and mysterious spirit was thousands of miles away. Rush to the virtual real person, to the virtual view of the wonderful true monarch, come to the aid of the righteous path!
He waved the golden tip to whisk the dust, and the multicolored clouds faded the strength of both sides. The turbidity dissipated, and Chang Luzi saw that there were twelve people behind Liezi, all of whom were clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, like outstanding young Taoists-
"Twelve......! Also coming. ”
"Yes. A young man in brocade clothes and golden sleeves stepped forward to salute: "The twelve sons of Xuanji Pavilion are late, please forgive the teacher." Now I see that Teacher Changlu is safe and sound, and I can't help myself, and I secretly speculate about it, and I will be blessed by the teacher's good deeds and blessings!"
"Ha, Yu Tiance, he was injured and bloody, why did you say that he was fine?" Liezi twisted his beard and smiled.
After hearing this, Yu Tiance immediately changed his words wittily: "Well, yes, the teacher is right. Teacher Changlu is arrogant and conceited, he doesn't know that he is two pounds, and he challenges the Four Murders Organization in the lower realm alone, he deserves to be beaten into Xiang, he deserves it. ”
Changluzi: "......"
"But don't worry, you should still thank yourself for doing a wiser thing. Liezi smiled, "You should thank yourself for making a good teammate like me, and this class of good apprentices." Otherwise...... Tsk!
"Liezi?" Biao turned his wrist with a look of disgust, "I don't want to see you." ”
"Me too. Liezi turned his head to look at him, "But I'm in a very good mood today, and I don't want to expose those unsightly old people with you at this time." Why don't you let us go for the sake of our old friendship and let me take this long house, okay?"
"No!" Yu Chuan and Changyou shouted at the same time, "Lord Tengu has an order, and anyone who dares to stop us will be punished!"
Liezi frowned slightly: "It seems that you really don't understand the rules." ”
"Teacher, shall we make a move?" Yu Tiance asked respectfully, standing aside.
"Allowed. Liezi waved his hand.
Yu Tiance received the order and immediately changed his respectful complexion-
"The Twelve Sons of Xuanji have to be ordered!
The snow danced, the dry branches swept the ground, and with a sound of baking, the last eleven people followed the pace of Yu Tiance, and rushed to the sky. Teng Jinguang drove the auspicious clouds, and the twelve sons lined up in the sky to sacrifice to the sky. Jin Luan Yu sang, only listening to the power in the array reverberation, auspicious praise poetry:
Chong Xumen is a guest, and the guest is a guest in the long house.
Yuyi protects the peace, and benevolence fills the mind.
All evils are broken by a sword, and the road is unswerving.
The twelve sons of Xuanji stand proudly in the world.
The whirlwind stirred up, the hexagram changed continuously, and the twelve sons of the mystery began to show their might!