At the moment, he snorted coldly, and no longer hid the trick style, a bronze brush appeared above his head, and a huge phantom behind him, the tip of the pen rotated, pointing to Jiaojing.

At this time, Jiao Jing was finally able to breathe for a moment, his hands trembled slightly, and the octagonal copper hammer in his hand was pitted, not far from the edge of the shattering.

Throw away the copper hammer.

"Ahh

Looking at the other side, Chongjiu held a pen in his hand, a gun in one hand, the tip of the pen rotated, and he wrote a "sharp" in the air, falling on the snake gun, the nine snakes on the body of the gun circled, swimming slowly, opening his scarlet eyes, staring at the frog in front of him, the sharp edge was even better, and the cold light flickered.

Chongjiu's eyes also had a blood-colored glint in them.

"Death!" the frog roared, waving its massive body and rushing towards it.

The old demon jumped high and let the dragon swing its tail, and swooped down from the sky like an eagle fighting a rabbit.

Its speed is very fast, and it spills afterimages all the way!

"Come on!"

The frog roared, and the two figures hedged again!

Chongjiu's mind suddenly became empty, and the hideous face of the frog not far away, the huge scar on his face, and the white reverse scale hidden in a fine scale appeared in his eyes.

Holding the Nine Snakes Reincarnation Gun with both hands, this gun is also integrated with himself, enjoying the light and spiritual artistic conception that suddenly appeared at this moment.

It turned out that he was moving with a gun, but now it was a snake gun dancing with him, as if he had come to life, 'dragging 'Chongjiu's hands', drawing out traces of infinite mysteries, unpredictable.

The second collision between the two broke out at the moment when Chong Jiu waved his gun!

This time, there was no thunder and fire, and no wind impact......

At the moment when the others collided with the naked eye, they seemed to see the shadows of the claws of the frogs, full of blue light, and there seemed to be the shadows of the aisle guns;

The people around him used their divine senses to fully capture the fight between the two at that moment, but they needed to reminisce for a long time in their hearts to fully understand the actions of the two fighting.

The frog has appeared as a prototype, and the increase in strength and speed is not a level, and there are weapons all over the body.

Compared to the old demon at this time, it is still not enough to see, Chongjiu is currently in a strange realm, and every move is just right.

Knowing that his martial arts have been upgraded to another level, this kind of opportunity is hard to come by, if you are careful, you can find that the old demon's eyes are not in focus at this time, and after throwing out one hundred and eight shots, this state is broken.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue to comprehend, but Qingjiao can't hold on.

There is some tranquility between heaven and earth, and the tranquility is a little weird.

Qingjiao's huge body trapped the old demon in the middle, like a grinding disc, constantly rotating, compressing his activity space, but the grinding disc turned slower and slower, and did not move at the end.

A blood slit suddenly appeared in front of his forehead, blood spurted out, and wounds of different lengths suddenly appeared all over his body, blood gushed out all over his body, and his whole body was like a drained air sac, quickly deflated, and sank to the bottom of the sea, without a trace.

"Please also ask the three immortals to help!" Ao Guang saw that the situation was not right, and turned his head to the three owners of Donghong Island

"Alas!" sighed softly, and three figures appeared.

The three immortals, led by a wide round forehead, thick ears and long eyebrows, deep eyes and red nose, big mouth and cheeks, lips and face like Dan, are naturally the old man in the red robe.

opened his mouth and spit out, spit out a sword, the sword was very urgent, and attacked the old demon, the old demon chuckled, and the snake gun in his hand was raised, but it was steadily blocked by this blow, the first blow was blocked, the strength was average, and it was not as good as the frog spirit in front.

A jewel rose above his head, the color was blood red and blood red, and the jewel showed a blood line to attack the old demon, Chongjiu didn't know what it was, and dodged it at the moment, but the blood line in the air passed by, leaving several blood worms, which looked terrifying.

Donghong Island three thousand miles, volcanic eruption, after cooling to form a sea eye bleeding nematode, this blood nematode is the stain of the person to die, I don't know how many aquarium died, directly polluting the entire western area of Donghong Island, Donghong Island in order to prevent the spread of blood nematode, set the whole island and the power of the Quartet, kill the blood nematode, seal the sea eye here, of course, there are several blood nematodes were caught, it was used to sacrifice the orb, practiced this quite terrifying exercise.

The strange blood nematode, fast as lightning, indestructible, indestructible, bloodthirsty, gnawing on gold bones, is the nemesis of the gods.

The blue-robed Taoist took out a small rattle, the initial sound of the drum was crisp and transparent, the rhythm was unhurried, and then the drum gradually intensified, as if thousands of troops were charging, and the drum turned again, roaring and unrestrained, and the sound was thick and low.

When it came into my ears, I felt that there were thousands of drums in my ears, but after I closed my hearing, the sound was still ringing in my ears, and the sound of this drum seemed to be not coming from my ears, but directly sounding in my heart.

"What kind of drum is this, it's so uncomfortable. "Qianbaishui's face was pale, the beads of sweat flowed down, and the back of the dragon was pale.

Chongjiu Pure Water Inkstone protects the Lord himself, blocking the blood nematode, the snake gun catches the sword, and the drum sound forms a burst of invisible sound waves, attacking the old demon, the old demon's face is as usual, and it seems that it has no effect at all.

The last big man, taking advantage of the old demon's inattention, took out a pitch-black hill, this magic weapon is called Zhenjiao Peak, which is a naturally formed iron mountain, sunk at the bottom of the sea, and was discovered by the big man, and the sacrifice is called a magic weapon, no less than 10,000 catties, all the enemies, know that throwing this treasure, basically no one can do it, or escape with speed, or be smashed into a meal of meat puree.

The wind became bigger, and when a shadow fell, it had already shrouded a radius of three miles, and the dragon queen took out a small cup and turned this position upside down, the old demon couldn't break out of the trap for a while, and was smashed on the shoulder by Zhenjiao Peak, and his body stumbled, just as the flying sword slashed across the left side of his face, leaving a bloody mark.

The old demon was furious: "You are looking for death!"

One black and one white, two rays of light rose from the hands of the old demon, rose in the air, folded up and down, Pisces swung their tails, their heads were like scissors, and their tails were like strands, as the two lights took off, the killing intent that overwhelmed the sky and enveloped the entire battlefield in an instant, and the incomparably sharp murderous aura accompanied by the terrifying speed struck towards the figure of the three immortals.

The black-clothed monster screamed, and its body quickly retreated, dodging the terrifying thing.

"How is this possible!!" The hairs on his entire body exploded, feeling the extreme danger, he couldn't care about helping anymore, and quickly moved closer to the position of the Dragon King.

At this time, the power of the Yin Yang Scissor has long been different from the past, as soon as it appeared, it suppressed the entire battlefield with an incomparably strong killing intent, under this terrifying killing intent, all the cultivators were all restrained, and above the true immortals, it was also very difficult to move, both the speed and the reaction were more than ten times slower.

After being completely locked by Yin and Yang, he couldn't escape the tracking of Yin Yang Scissors at all, and it was impossible to escape thousands of miles away if he couldn't hit it with one blow, because the surrounding space was all blocked by the murderous aura of Yin Yang Scissors, and the two fish were staggered, and the big man in black had not yet run in front of the Dragon King, and his head fell down with a gurgling face.

No matter how much you think about it, there will always be some surprises, and often some incredible accidents, the three owners are like brothers and sisters, and they work together perfectly, but the plan is always unable to keep up with the changes.

"The third child!"

"Third brother!"

Chongjiu was just about to strike while the iron was hot, get to know the two, and reunite their brothers, when a burst of singing suddenly sounded in his ears: "I have an empty stomach, and I have no words." Words are indispensable, words are indispensable. The valley is too mysterious, and the gods are really the road. The immortal name of the guard, the immortal number of the cultivation. The ethereal singing sounded in the sky above the heavenly mountains.

The two immortals holding the corpse listened to the ethereal singing, and they were all overjoyed, and it was still the red-robed old man among them who said first: "But Lu Zu has come?"

In the name of Lu Zu, the old demon's face also changed slightly, and a white shadow broke through the waves in the distance before, but there was a feather warrior, with a green scarf and a white robe, carrying a sword and holding a wine jug.

Although the body of this feather warrior is not slender, it gives people a sense of thickness and majesty, and although the face is not handsome, there is a unique rhyme.

Drunken riding on top of the red carp, drinking wine and chanting poetry, at this time he was already eight points drunk, but most of the wine he drank was spilled out and sprinkled into the sea.

is a good Lu Zu Lu Dongbin, but he is a good and romantic appearance.

In this world of gods and demons, every famous person really has their own characteristics, Erlang God's heroism, the Monkey King is domineering, but Lu Dongbin is romantic.

The Yushi Lu Dongbin, who was riding a red carp and drinking until half of the wine was spilled, stopped singing his "Song of the Grain God", his eyes were still hazy, and he shouted at the old demon below: "You have to spare people and spare people, why kill them all?!"

The old demon raised his eyebrows, at this time Lu Zu was above, the demon king was below, Lu Zu was romantic, the demon king was majestic, and he was evenly matched.

"Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. ”

But it was very unpleasant to raise his head and speak, the person who came obviously wanted to save people, he was not a friend or foe, and the other eight immortals were Lao Jun's named disciples, and the Xuandu Grand Master was a generation, it was said that this Lu Dongbin was the uncle of the old demon, but Chongjiu Luocao, and the eight immortals had no friendship, so there was no need to be polite, and shouted: "You are Lu Dongbin?

Lu Dongbin smiled lightly: "Like this, you are looking."

The sword on his back did not pull out of the sheath, the sword was only three zhang long at first, but the sword light kept stretching, and when it came out of the sheath, it only stretched to about ten meters...... Fifty meters...... 100 meters, the sword light dragged out, it was actually 100 meters long.

This sword slashed straight down at the old demon, as if to cut the old demon into two, between the two of them is a heavenly Qingdao, slashed heavily on the mountain, so domineering sword light, but this sword will exist for many years Tianqing Mountain, broken into two halves.

The residual power is undiminished, and it still attacks Chongjiu, the snake spear is like a dragon, and the spear is like fire, and it is even eighteen times before the power of this sword is offset, and at this time the old demon has been forced back by the sword momentum.

Lu Dongbin raised his sword and put the sword back into the sheath: "If you don't retreat, I will send you reincarnation." ”

He rose to the same height as Lu Dongbin, and he always leaned up to speak, and his neck would be sore.

The old demon laughed: "If you are not good at learning, you will be beheaded, and you deserve to be reincarnated." ”

"Phew!"

If the tongue blooms with spring thunder, the spear is flicked, and nine spear flowers appear at once, and a bright black light directly illuminates the whole world!

At this time, the old demon played the artistic conception he had just comprehended, condensed the spirit of his whole body, and invoked all the power he could.

Buzz –

The snake spear streaked across the sky, and black light was left behind one distorted light and shadow after another along the road.

The heavens and the earth seem to be trembling, and the avenues that run through the heavens and the earth are like plucked strings, constantly trembling!

Lu Dongbin was slightly moved, even if it was him, his expression became solemn in the face of this blow.

But after all, he is a genuine veteran Jin Xian, and he has chosen the simplest and safest method.

- Hard Shock!

The sword is in his hand, spilling a little bit of coldness, and there are more blooming plum blossoms around his body, and each one exudes an intoxicating halo.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and it was only lightning and flint that he responded, and that black light had already entered the sea of swords formed by plum blossoms.

The light and shadow between heaven and earth flashed, and the vitality collapsed within 10,000 miles!

The plum blossoms are in full bloom, beautiful and dangerous, and no matter how black light rushes left and right, it can never get out of trouble.

The old demon roared in the sea of swords, like a trapped beast, like a imprisoned dragon.

The spear is like a dragon, and it goes straight to Lu Dongbin's throat!

The Pure Yang Sword blocked this ferocious shot, Chongjiu didn't make a move, and when he made a move, it was a thunderbolt, and he had the might of the god of war. And over there is the master of the Pure Yang Mountain, who has been in the Tao for a long time, how can he be an idle person.

Lu Dongbin's sword, the pursuit of a kind of ultimate purity, no matter in front of you the sword mountain and sea of fire, thousands of spells, I only have one sword, condensed, sharp, nothing can be cut, no one can be killed.

One sword breaks ten thousand laws, but that's it.

The old demon with the spear in his hand suddenly stood upright, his hands clenched, and his legs slammed into the air. The snake spear completely gave up the defense, and launched an offensive against Lu Dongbin without fear of death, although most of the offensive was blocked by the other party, but Chongjiu became more and more crazy, and the shot became smoother and smoother.

This is an incomparably majestic moment in the eyes of outsiders, but in fact, there are too many dangers inside, the reincarnation of Emperor Donghua, did not take the original path, but went to the next level above the way of the sword, living in the atmosphere, poor is thinking about change, change is becoming a way, talent, chance, spells, resources are all smooth road.

Lu Dongbin stepped on the waves, and Qingfeng fought the demon king in three feet.

"Happy, happy!"

Although the wounds on his body are all over his body, from the spine to the skeleton of the whole body, he is already covered with fine lines, and he can support it until now, and he has an unparalleled desire to fight.

The white pupils in the eyes of the old demon disappeared completely, it was pitch black, and even black smoke came out of the seven orifices, looking like a mad demon, never as happy as today, hearty, completely released, reckless battle.

"Into the Devil?!" Lu Dongbin looked at Chongjiu, who was faster than the other, and heavier than the other, his expression was wrong, the old demon's eyes were already black and shining, like two black diamonds, and his combat power was three layers higher than the original, and now he was on par with him.

Like the eve of fireworks, beautiful and dangerous, when it was time to fall, there was still a glimmer of life, which made him puzzled.

"Forget it, let's stop here. Seeing that there were very few survivors within a radius of thousands of miles, he was still a little restrained, but Chongjiu had no scruples, causing countless killings, and tens of thousands of sword lights turned into three-foot edges, and a sword without skill slashed towards the old demon.

At this time, the old demon also retracted and stood, with his double span slightly open, as if there was a BMW under his crotch, holding a gun in both hands, pointing at Lu Dongbin. What the two of them couldn't see was that under the skin of the old demon, countless black lines stretched densely from the back, and the whole body was like a rag doll, connected by these thin lines, so that the body could not be prepared for the sharp sword cut into pieces.

The place where the black lines converge is the center of the back, and a delicate face appears on it, with a calm expression, eyes closed, vivid, as if there is really a face growing on Chongjiu's back, and the dense black lines are her hair.

When Lu Dongbin slashed out this simple sword, his closed eyes opened, and his eyes were as black as ink and diamond as Chongjiu.

Swords and spears intersect, the surrounding space is shattered little by little, like glass shattering, the intensity of the battle has exceeded the boundaries of this world, and if the battle continues, it will cause permanent damage to the desolate world, so it is automatically thrown into the small world by the will of the world.

When Lu Dongbin entered the small world, Chongjiu disappeared.

.。 Museum of Literature