Ten days later, Beiliang Mountain.

In the preparation for the war in recent months, Beiliang Mountain can be described as a hidden mystery, full of murderous opportunities, although from the outside, it is still a desolate scene.

The Water Moon Fantasy Realm is still mysterious, but there are three large arrays in it, which are bound to become three talents, and they are linked to each other by prohibition, both offensive and defensive, and complement each other, which can be said to affect the whole body.

Behind the big array, there are dozens of golden-armored giants, more than ten zhang high, with dense spiritual patterns all over their bodies, and a grand breath, which is almost the same as that of a monk with a wide blade, holding a broad-bladed giant sword in front of him, and behind him are the Beiliang Peaks.

The peaks were shining, and each set up a forbidden array. There are 100 zhang platform built on the top of the seven peaks, the seven-storey tower is erected, the spire spirit bead hangs high, the bottom of the tower is complicated, the spiritual light is brilliant, and it is completely integrated.

Looking down from the top, the seven peaks are in the Beidou, the seven towers are corresponding to the seven stars, and the center of the seven peaks is where the floating peaks are located.

Above the floating peak, in the Weiyang Palace.

The real person of the Jingtian Sect sat on the cloud couch, closing his eyes and wandering. A few zhang ahead, the water is rippling, but it is the water mirror that rotates lightly, reflecting the whole picture of Beiliang, the mountains and pavilions, the forbidden array of plants and trees, and the slightest embodiment.

Suddenly, like a pearl falling on the jade plate, the water mirror emitted a crisp "ding dong" sound, only to see the mirror light rippling, a little red light suddenly appeared, the speed was extremely fast, straight towards the big array.

At the same time, the wind outside the mountain danced, the sandstorm filled the sky, and a trace of blood light emerged from the sky, and it only flashed through the long yellow sand, and disappeared into the barren mountain.

After concentrating for a moment, Si Zhenren suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were suspicious, and he tapped his hand, and the water mirror rang out.

It didn't take long for the light to break through the sky, and seven figures appeared, falling in the hall.

The first person is twenty-eight years old, dressed in a moon white palace suit, with a beautiful face, and if you look closely, you can see that it is somewhat similar to Si Zhenren.

Everyone walked quickly to the woman, gave a big salute, and said respectfully, "Meet the sect master." ”

Si Zhenren responded casually, and then said lightly: "The big battle is approaching, call you and others to come here, temporarily take charge of the Water Moon Illusion, and if there is any change, immediately send a bell alarm." ”

As soon as the words fell, the person flicked the cloud sleeves and turned into a rainbow and left.

The rest of the people should claim to be, look at each other and then sit around the water mirror, close their eyes, pinch their hands, and all kinds of spiritual light around their bodies are condensed into silk, which is connected with the mirror light.

But he said that the blood light entered the battle, and it passed through without the slightest pause, and then ignored the prohibitions and fell straight to the bloody clothes gate.

A moment later, a torrent of water came through the clouds, and it landed in the ground in a slight circle. Immediately, I saw that the spiritual light skyrocketed, the forbidden array was fully opened, and a thick layer of blood mist instantly spread, covering the entire mountain.

After a full day and night, the water light reappeared, through the heavy blood mist, and turned straight up to the floating peak.

Small courtyard.

After Qiu Long's enlightenment, Yuan Qing's mood gradually stabilized, and people slowly returned to their former indifferent appearance.

Wang Qing and the others still haven't returned, and the small courtyard is becoming more and more deserted, but for the cultivators, loneliness is very familiar, so the young man doesn't feel anything, just retreats with peace of mind.

It is said that not long after the trip to Tianjian Peak, Yuan Qing finally received an order from the sect, but he ordered him to follow the order of Shangqing and go with him. Just when he was about to go to Yunzhou to ask what was going on, he had to be summoned to the Qing Dynasty and ordered him to be "on call at any time".

On this day, Yuan Qing was in the house to comprehend the Sword Sutra, and suddenly felt several spiritual pressures falling from the sky, majestic and vast, like the abyss overturning, and the breath between each other was distinct, and it was distinct. When I went out, I saw five shocks cutting through the sky and falling straight to the floating peak.

Immediately afterwards, a blood-colored horse blossomed from the ground, like a river of blood rolling upside down, and also entered the floating peak, but no matter the spiritual pressure breath, it was much inferior to the previous one.

Retracting his gaze, the young man pondered for a moment, then turned back to the house and continued to comprehend the Sword Sutra. It's just that it didn't take a few hours for the sword to rise again, just because the sword intent was empty, prosperous and vast, and unpredictable, but it was the sword light that turned into a sword light, and it came through the formation and the prohibition.

In the sword light, the old man had to be flamboyant, very happy, his mind swept over, and when he saw Yuan Qing standing in the air, his heart moved, and a little luminous light popped out of his fingers.

The glow is like a flying fairy outside the sky, and the distance of several miles is nothing, and it flashes into the center of the young man's eyebrows.

Then the sword light was exhausted, and the vast sword intent disappeared, and Qu Yi's clothes flew up, and he stepped into Weiyang Palace.

Yuan Qingshang was sighing that the sword intent was grandiose, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in the mud pill, and he couldn't help but put away the flying sword, fell to the ground, concentrated and calmed down, and explored the way of internal vision.

I saw a little luminous light fluttering in the sea of knowledge, and it was floating leisurely towards the sword shadow.

The two connected, and with a soft "bang", the luminous light burst, and a piece of light and shadow slowly emerged.

In the picture, there is a four-clawed real dragon in front of him, more than 100 zhang long, with golden eyes and green lin, surrounded by water and clouds, accompanied by thunder and light, fierce and powerful, and arrogant.

Then the old man waved his sleeves, and the starlight appeared, but it was a crystal pill that broke through the air.

Dan Pill is only the size of a thumb, compared to the hundred zhang true dragon body is like a firefly compared to the bright moon, but the green dragon is like a great enemy, calling the sky and thunder to form a net, condensing Xuan Ice as a screen, wanting to trap it, itself is used head and tail, with rolling huge force, pounced on Quyi.

Qu Yi's expression was indifferent, he pinched the sword trick in his hand, and shouted lightly: "Points!"

The pill trembled slightly, and the response was innumerable, like a galaxy descending into the world, besieging the green dragon in it, and then the stars were flourishing, and each pill turned into a three-foot long sword, and the spirit was connected to each other, and it formed a formation, the formation was majestic, and the sword intent was clear.

The tail of the green dragon finch swinged, and the momentum of the forward pounce stopped, and then a long chant was also for the two people, thunder clothes, dragon scales as armor, and the light curtain was stacked in layers between the waves, and there was a thick and solid shell of Xuan Bing to protect it in it, as if it was strictly guarded.

Qu Jian chuckled lightly and said lightly: "Seeing my Galaxy Sword Formation, you can be regarded as a well-deserved death." ”

After saying that, the sword finger blurred, and suddenly the galaxy swirled, the sword light was incomparably sharp, and the sword qi was surging like a tide, instantly submerging the entire void.

"Boom!"

The picture came to an abrupt end, Yuan Qing's eyes were confused, and he sat on the ground for a long time, a long time.

Weiyang Palace.

The heads of the eight factions sat on the cloud couch, all silent, and the atmosphere in the hall was solemn, like a quagmire.

After a while, Si Zhenren said quietly: "Whether to fight or withdraw, can you really make a decision?"

The words were like mud cows entering the sea, failing to stir up the slightest wind and waves.

After a long time, I heard a shrill male voice: "Du Mou is now seriously injured and has not recovered, and his cultivation is damaged, and I am afraid that he will be powerless to fight again." ”

Before the words fell, the blue-robed man sneered and said, "But if you lose a blood shadow clone, why did Du Zhenren say this, could it be that the ancestor of your sect has other instructions?"

The blood-clothed young man didn't answer, but asked with a coquettish smile: "Chu Zhenren is so familiar with the Door Concealment Technique, is it possible that he plans to 'abandon the light and turn to the dark' and become a brother with Du?"

Chu Zhenren smiled and replied: "Du Zhenren has practiced for hundreds of years, and it is also sad and lamentable." ”

The young man was still charming, but his eyes were cold, and his mind was constantly changing, but he kept silent.

The black-robed man on the side asked, "Listening to the words of the head of Chu, is you going to fight?"

"Yes, to protect the foundation of the human race, I am too far to shirk my responsibility!" Chu Zhenren didn't think about it, and said righteously.

"Ahem," the rickety old man in a yellow robe coughed lightly and said slowly: "Now that the matter is over, Chu Zhenren doesn't want to say these high-sounding words again, if it weren't for the fairyland, who would fight for life and death with the same level." ”

The black-robed man raised his eyebrows, turned his head and asked, "So, Brother Feng also wants to fight?"

The old man replied with a three-inch short beard: "The old man's longevity is about to end, and he also wants to fight to turn the gods into immortals." ”

"The fairy fate is in front, and the slave family is also willing to fight. But it was Ding Zhenren, the head of Fengyue Valley, who said quietly, wearing a plain robe, without powder, with clear eyebrows and eyes, and a beautiful and moving end.

"The Six Desires Demon Skill is unpredictable, and the Netherworld Sect is even more spiritual, and Li Zhenren is undecided, could it be that he has other concerns?" Wu Xuechuan looked at the black-robed man and asked with deep meaning.

Brother Wu said with a smile, it is a matter of life and death, so it is natural to be cautious. The man replied lightly.

Wu Xuechuan smiled slightly, and was about to speak, but saw Qu Yi stand up and said in a deep voice: "If you want to fight, you will fight! Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, how can you become a Tao!"

Wu Xuechuan was stunned when he heard this, and then said softly: "Brother Qu is a little restless, he has been planning for decades, and he wants to fight." ”

The black-robed man changed his attitude and laughed loudly: "Haha, okay!

"So, except for Du Zhenren, everyone wants to fight?" Si Zhenren asked after looking around.

The young man smiled and said: "Du only said that his strength is invincible, but he did not say that he would avoid the war. ”

Chu Zhenren glanced at the young man, and then asked, "What does Si Zhenren mean?"

Si Zhenren waved his cloud sleeves lightly and said lightly: "You are invited by the concubine to come here to eliminate the demon, Jingtian Sect is the landlord, how can there be any reason to avoid war." ”

The trouble has been decided, Wu Xuechuan said in a loud voice: "Even so, don't hide it, the beast tide is still here in three days, can you have a clever hand to increase the chances of winning?" Xuanyuan deployed ten cloud boats on this trip. ”

"Li has thousands of Xuanyin demon corpses. ”

"Fengyue Valley has a pair of Acacia True Demons. ”

"The old man brought 100,000 ghosts. ”

"My Shangqing disciple is enough for a single sword. ”

......

Three days later.

Yuan Qing was in Tianjian Peak, surrounded by Shangqing disciples, and as far as the eye could see, there were about more than 100 people, all of whom were upright and high-spirited.

The person who leads, with a bun on his head, carries a fairy sword on his back, and engraves a cloud seal spirit pattern on it, is the famous Yunhe Sword Immortal.

Outside the Heavenly Sword Peak, inside the Weiyang Palace, the heads of the eight factions sat on the cloud couch and traveled outside the sky. Eight people are in the middle, the water mirror is crystal clear, thousands of miles away, and the slenderness is clear.

Around the floating peak, surrounded by cloud boats, the spirit patterns flickered, covering the sky and the sun, and the disciples of Xuanyuan were all in it.

Under the floating peak, the spiritual light of the peaks shines, the seven spiritual towers shine brightly, and the Taiyuan disciples in the tower sit down according to the formation pattern and wait quietly.

In the realm of illusion, the monks of the three sects of Stygian Spring, Bloody Clothes, and Fengyue presided over three great arrays respectively, with the yin wind howling, the blood shadows were full of shadows, and the poisonous miasma was everywhere, and they were alive and well from the Jedi in the world.

I don't know how long it took, Si Zhenren suddenly opened his eyes and said in a cold voice, "It's here." ”

I saw that countless phantoms of demon beasts the size of rice grains suddenly appeared in the water mirror, densely packed, overwhelming, and rushing forward; more than ten humanoid phantoms flashed like floating lights, heading straight to Beiliang Mountain.

Si Zhenren snapped out a water-colored light and fell on the water mirror, and suddenly there was a big sound, like a phoenix dancing for nine days, resounding through the sky.

After the clear sound, all kinds of light lit up in turn, and all the monks looked solemn, but no one moved lightly.

But in an instant, the mountains and rocks shook, the earthquake trembled, the roar rumbled, and the beast roared and shook the sky.

Through the big array, I saw a line of black tides, like rivers and rivers, rolling up countless smoke and dust, unstoppable, rolling in.

Then the brilliance flashed, and more than ten figures appeared in the sky, with different temperaments and different gods, but all of them were majestic and demonic.

The first person, wearing a golden robe, has a handsome face, although he is a young man, he has supreme power between Gu Pan, and the emperor is domineering.

After looking around for a moment, he raised his hand and pressed it weakly, and a golden palm the size of an acre appeared out of thin air, slamming it towards a certain place in the void with a huge force.

The ripples rippled, and the void shattered like a mirror, revealing layers of light curtains, and heavy forbidden formations.

The giant palm continued, continuing to press towards the light curtain.

A line of black light came out of the formation, and in a few breaths, it swelled into a pitch-black ghost claw of the same size, the five fingers were as sharp as hooks, and the yin wind followed, and the ghost flames were swirling, fiercely facing the giant palm.

"Boom!"

The collision between the two made an earth-shattering roar, and the violent air wave was enough to destroy the city.

After a full stick of incense, the qi wave dissipated, and the two giant palms disappeared. The young man's expression was indifferent, and the flames in his golden eyes rose, penetrating the prohibitions, and he looked at the old man in a yellow robe in front of the Weiyang Palace.

The old man was rickety, his expression was calm, but there was surprise and greed in his eyes that could not be hidden.

"Kirin True Blood ......"