A moment later, the two of them fought face to face in the sound of wild laughter, and a moment ago, the surrounding wind was swept by clouds, lightning and flint, and gusts of wind howled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Below, Master Ciyuan and Yao Wanli saw that the two sides were inseparable for a while, and they had the intention to help Xuanlingmen, but the two of them were outsiders to this matter after all, and it was really difficult to interfere, and they invariably had the intention of leaving.

At this moment, you were in the middle of the fog in the distance, and there were bursts of fluctuating sounds in the fog in the direction where the willow waves had fled, and there seemed to be Lingling's music in the haze. The two of them glanced at each other, and they couldn't help but be suddenly startled in their hearts, and they couldn't help but exhale in unison!

The two of them were stunned for a while, but after the kung fu of the tea cup, the two saw the position of the void dozens of zhang in front of them, and in the mist, there were two figures flickering bright and dark, and they were fighting.

The two quickly approached and looked at it, it turned out that it was Liu Lianlang who had not yet escaped, and was blocked by a beautiful middle-aged woman. I saw this woman, holding a golden and silver string pipa in her arms, her eyebrows were upside down, her face was coldly waving her slender arms, her five fingers were flying, her fingertips were flashing, and above the pipa, the cold light of the road frequently flowed to Liu Xianglang.

And Liu Lianlang held Yun Qianmeng, who was still unconscious, with one hand, and pinched the trick with the other hand, controlling the Xianyuan Sword to dance in front of him to create a red-colored wall of light, struggling to resist the opponent's advance

Attack. However, because of the serious injury, the color of the Xianyuan Sword was obviously not very strong, resisting most of the cold rays rolled by the pipa, but there was still a part of the cold rays that bypassed the huge light wall of the Xianyuan Sword, like a snake, and shot at Liu Lianlang, who had no time to resist, and the body that was originally covered in the scale mountain was hit hard.

However, he gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with a bright white glow, tightly protecting Yun Qianmeng on his side, allowing countless pipa cold rays to pierce into his body, and he stood there resolutely, without the slightest fear.

Seeing this, Master Ciyuan was anxious for a while, leaving aside the sectarian relationship between Shura Temple and Xuanling Gate, Wenyang Palace, and only relying on Liu Lianlang's rescue of himself several times, seeing such a situation, he couldn't ignore it, so he sang a Buddha horn and suddenly jumped into the circle. The big red robe flickered, a string of spirit Buddha beads appeared in the hand, and then concentrated on the eyes, the spirit Buddha beads were raised, and suddenly floated in the position of a few zhang in front, and the fairy sword left and right, correspondingly together, one hundred and eight Buddha beads, one by one burst out of the brilliant golden gods, a little golden god around the huge red light wall of the fairy sword, there were changes again, and they turned into countless golden Vajra Buddha texts.

These Vajra Buddha texts are shining brightly, and from the gap of the golden Buddha texts, all kinds of strange Shura Temple magic mantra patterns have flown out, these patterns have life in an instant, forming countless Vajra Buddha cicadas, making bursts of buzzing Buddhist scriptures-like sounds, and at the same time, these Buddha cicadas opened their golden mouths and devoured the other party's pipa cold mangs that bypassed the huge light wall of the Xianyuan Sword in an attempt to attack Liu Zhilang.

Master Ciyuan poured a powerful spirit into the essence Buddha beads while pouring, and at the same time persuaded: "I have long admired the ethereal immortal of the Western Heavenly Ocean, and he is lonely by nature, never participating in anything in the mortal realm, and never fighting with the worldly people! Even the mortal domain is full of Western mother temples and is regarded as the good mother of the West. I don't know why, but today I am so close to Wenyang Palace. Hunt down a fairy junior here!"

"Haha, oh! Even if you have a little knowledge, if the foreign master is not mistaken, you are the apprentice of the old monk of Pingming? Think about the fact that more than a thousand years ago, when the foreign master participated in Master Pingming's exit and celebrated the cultivation of the Shura Divine Temple, Master Pingming praised you in front of countless righteous Taoist friends in the world, saying that you will become a great weapon in the future. At that time, he was only an eleven or twelve-year-old child, but he was familiar with the countless Buddhist scriptures and magic tips of the Shura Temple, and he performed in public the original magic magic Buddha Heavenly Recipe using one hundred and eight spiritual Buddha beads! Now looking at your dress, you are also a high-ranking monk, which is really gratifying!" The beautiful woman leaned over and saw the sudden appearance of Master Ciyuan, and said with flashing eyes.

"Yes, the seniors are smart and have excellent memories, they are the juniors! But the seniors praised them falsely, the juniors are just an insignificant one among the thousands of outstanding disciples of the Shura Temple, how dare they be called Shura prodigies, those are the words that the elders loved in the past, and they are not worthy of the name!" Master Ciyuan explained.

The other party was silent, and after a while, Master Ciyuan asked again, "It seems that the seniors haven't taught the juniors yet?"

"Hmph! Is it necessary for the foreign lord to answer you? What does the foreign lord like to do, and who is close to him, that is the foreign lord's own business, and what does it have to do with your Shura Temple! Seeing you grow all the way, it is estimated that it is not easy, be smart, quickly disappear in front of the eyes of the foreign lord, read in the face of Master Pingming, and let you live, otherwise you will become a Shura ghost under the ethereal qin of the foreign lord!" "The ethereal immortal of the Western Heavenly Ocean Lord said angrily.

"Since this is the case, the younger generation will be presumptuous!" After speaking, Master Ciyuan and Liu Lianlang glanced at each other together, their eyes met, each comprehended, and suddenly strengthened the attack, the Xianyuan Sword was full of brilliance, and Master Ciyuan's essence Buddha beads also burst out at the same time with a more dazzling golden glow.

Here Liu Langlang, Master Ciyuan and the Ethereal Immortal Lord of the Western Sky Ocean fought in one place, ten zhang away, Yao Wanli did not rush to join the battle, but let go of his divine sense, paying close attention to the space within a radius of thousands of zhang, and exploring whether there were other forces. After some analysis, he found that there were no other fluctuations around him except for these two groups of warring people, so he turned his attention to the two fighting figures in front of him.

On one side, after recognizing the Ethereal Immortal of the Western Sky Ocean, his gaze fell to the other side. In the shadow of the sword and sword, after concentrating and analyzing it from afar, he quickly recognized the two figures who were fighting. These two figures, one is slender and thin, wearing a blue robe, wearing a scholar's crown and hat, and holding a blood-jade divine inkstone as red as blood in his palm. Yao Wanli was surprised for a while, this person turned out to be Chang Bailong, the foreign lord of the Northern Sky Ocean, who had always been friendly with Xuanling Sect!

Yao Wanli examined for a while, and found that the true intentions of the two foreign lords were just as they and Master Ciyuan thought in their hearts, the main purpose was to intercept and kill Liu Lianlang in order to prevent him from escaping.

Yao Wanli examined the situation of the battle between the two groups of figures, and at the same time pondered which side to join. On the side of the scholar and the white dragon, the red blood jade god inkstone on the side of the scholar burst out in his palm, and while he was firmly protected, the waves of the white dragon rolled towards the north of the ocean. And Chang Bailong was not to be outdone, and the silver Qiankun halberd in his hand danced into a group of snowflakes, ten thousand stars, and a meteor shattered moon frequently shot at the good scholars. The two of you come and go, and it is difficult to tell the winner for a while.

On the other hand, although there was Master Ciyuan to help him fight, Liu Lianlang was very restrained, and he couldn't get out at all for a while, and the spiritual power outside his body was obviously not strong enough, and his beloved daughter Yun Qianmeng was still with him. Thousands of miles away, his face sank, his hands were for a while, and a round of green moon refined by diamond crystals suddenly appeared in the palm of each hand. Then a cold ice flashed in an instant, and the whirlwind generally joined the side of Liu Zhilang.

And shouted loudly: "Liu Shaoxian, don't leave at this time, when will you stay!?

Liu Lianlang glanced sideways at the distance, and said abruptly: "Yunshan Changshui is like the sea, he has a fate, and he swears to repay each other!

After Liu Xianlang finished speaking, he exerted all his strength, jumped out of the circle abruptly, and got into the vast misty sky like a whirlwind of the Cuiqian Divine Dragon.

The Ethereal Immortal of the Western Heavenly Ocean and the White Dragon of the Northern Heavenly Ocean saw Liu Lianlang and took the opportunity to resist the dragon, how could they stop, Xu Huang made a move, and immediately withdrew and chased towards Liu Lianlang.

However, the scholars who are good at it, Master Ciyuan and Yao Wanli have already prepared in their hearts, and their unanimous figures flickered, and they blocked the front of Liu Lianlang's direction of escape.

When the Ethereal Immortal of the Lord of the Western Sky Ocean and the Lord of the North Sky Ocean Chang Bailong saw it, they all shouted angrily, and fought with the three of them again, the sound of killing shook the sky, the Dao Divine Light ploughed through the darkness, and the sound of the pipa sounded, cleansing the soul.

No one knows how long this fight lasted, but later it was rumored in the fairy world that one day for some reason, suddenly the wind howled, the dark clouds were combined, the thunder was rolling, the lightning was thundering, and then the wind and rain were raging, and it was slowly subsided after half a month.

It is said that there are foreign demons in the South Sky Ocean, and they are experiencing the Nine Days Thunder Tribulation. It is said that the immortals of the heavenly realm are fighting for gods, and the heavens are killed. It is said that immortal gods have sprouted in the cloud world, and they are flying wildly. It is more said that it is related to the eight domes that appeared in the mortal domain, and it is believed that the creatures of the mortal domain did not think about the holy grace of the heavenly domain, did countless bad things, and suffered the curse of heaven.

There are countless statements like this, and for a time they have become myths and legends passed down by everyone in the chaotic mortal realm.

And what is the truth? On that day, after the willow and the waves drove the Cuiqian Divine Dragon through the fog of the South Sky Ocean day and night, they arrived at a mysterious mountain. On the mountain, in the clouds, Liu Lianlang supported Yun Qianmeng, who had been unconscious, and his heart was desolate, he couldn't imagine that he had gone through a lot of hardships to step into the Xuanling Gate, and now Yun Qianmeng, who was dying, was actually down here.