A mysterious light wheel appeared behind Yu Tianlai's head, emitting a bright and clear glow that enveloped himself and Nie Yinniang.

The figures of the two disappeared out of thin air, and at the same time, they reappeared in the sky above Phoenix Mountain.

Void movement is another wonderful use of the mysterious light wheel that Yu Tianlai has explored, as long as it is within the reach of his eyes, he can directly move to the past, and use it in combination with the heavenly and earthly hearing powers that look thousands of miles away, which is much faster than the flying technique of the sword and the wind.

The master and apprentice had the same mind, and fell from the air side by side, and the four feet stepped heavily on the golden cymbal that was flying towards the Phoenix Mountain, and the terrifying power as heavy as the mountain pressed the golden cymbal straight down, and smashed into a clearing in the mountain with a loud bang, and the ground smashed a large pit with a diameter of twenty zhang.

A cold snort reached the ears of the two, and the red light flashed in front of them, and a big man with a golden crown on his head, a red robe, and a short beard like steel needles appeared not far ahead.

"Who are you, and why do you have to trouble this king?"

"Sure enough, it was the Golden Cymbal Dharma King, the owner of the Phoenix Mountain Village, who was poor and polite. Yu Tianlai smiled and saluted, and replied calmly, "Poor Dao Yu Tianlai, the road name is 'Taixuan', this is the little apprentice Nie Yinniang." This time, it is not the poor Taoist master and apprentice who want to embarrass with the Dharma King, but the Dharma King who is in a dilemma with the poor Dao. The Dharma King knows that what you are trapped in this golden cymbal is actually an incarnation of the poor Dao!"

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King's face became even more gloomy, and he could see that Yu Tianlai was at the beginning of the Yuan Shen, and his cultivation was quite inferior to himself who had already survived two thunder tribulations, but he couldn't see through Nie Yinniang's depth, so he asked instead of doing it directly.

Listening to Yu Tianlai explain the reason, he knew very well that for cultivators, an out-of-body incarnation refined with the ancient alien Taiyin Golden Centipede and possessing the strength of close to the Nine Transformation Gods was something that could not be abandoned no matter what, and there was absolutely no possibility of reconciliation between the two sides.

At the same time, hearing Yu Tianlai introduce Nie Yinniang's identity, his vigilance was also eliminated a lot. Since this woman is a disciple of Yu Tianlai, it is unlikely that her cultivation will defeat her teacher. The reason why I couldn't see her details clearly before was maybe because she had some treasure on her body that covered up her qi.

As soon as his vigilance was gone, the killing intent of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King immediately soared, and he asked gloomily: "Do you know that you are just now, your external incarnation killed the only beloved son of this king, and your soul is scattered?"

Yu Tianlai's expression was still calm and calm, and he said lightly: "The situation of Fang Cai, the Dharma King and the poor Dao both know it, and there is no need to say what is right and which is wrong." ”

The King of the Golden Cymbals sneered: "If you kill the son of this king, what is the right and wrong? If you know each other, you will leave this incarnation outside the body to make amends to this king; if you are unable to give up your good wealth, this king will be in trouble with you!"

Yu Tianlai sighed: "The Dharma King is confused by greed and obsessed, and those people behind you must be no wonder that they are ruthless." In vain, let's do it!"

Before the words fell, the red-faced sword behind Yu Tianlai and the long sword called "Qingsi" behind Nie Yinniang's back jumped out of the box with a sonorous sound at the same time, and fell into the palms of the two of them.

The five fingers of the two of them were folded, and they pinched the hilt of the sword as if they were virtual, and at the same time stepped out of the "Yu step" created by Yu Tianlai, and their bodies flashed in front of the golden cymbals.

The power of earth, water, fire, and wind was born on the two long swords at the same time, and the four-colored brilliance flowed from the sword body to the tip of the sword. The power of the four phases of Nie Yinniang's sword tip stimulates each other with the principle of mutual restraint, and transforms into a gray and chaotic sword qi that annihilates everything, using the killing move of Yu Tianlai's "Four Phases Sword Technique" "All Phases Annihilation";

As soon as the two of them made a move, they directly joined forces with two major killing moves, and the saving was naturally a one-hit kill, not giving anyone a chance to intervene in the rescue.

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King's face changed miserably, but he didn't expect that not only Yu Tianlai's swordsmanship was terrifying, and his strength had far exceeded the limit of the realm, but Nie Yinniang was even more of a great cultivator whose cultivation was far above himself, and he was afraid that he was already crossing the three tribulations of the fire.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, protect me!"

With a wild roar from his mouth, a golden dragon of light flew out of the Golden Cymbal King's body, and circled into a light tower to protect him.

At the same time, the golden cymbals that were stepped into the ground by Yu Tianlai and Nie Yinniang were also inspired by his mind and trembled violently to fly out, but they seemed to be suppressed by the sword qi emitted by Yu Tianlai and Nie Yinniang, and they couldn't move away from their original places.

Yu Tianlai sneered in his heart: "It is the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon talisman blessed by the great virtuous monks." This golden cymbal king is indeed a pawn of that force. ”

The combination of two diametrically opposed powers, the power of annihilation and the power derived from creation, unleashed a terrifying power.

The chaotic gray light and the black light of the cave sky expanded into two huge light clusters, one left and one right, wrapping the golden cymbal Dharma King of the golden dragon body, and then the two light clusters slowly rotated like wheels.

After nearly a quarter of an hour of rotation, the two clusters of light, one black and one gray, gradually dispersed, and the golden cymbal Dharma King who had been wrapped in it had disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a single residue behind.

At the moment when the Golden Cymbal Dharma King was killed by their master and apprentice, the golden cymbal in the big pit behind him suddenly flew into the air, and then split into two in the middle, and the Taiyin Yushi who was trapped in it escaped.

Although this pair of golden cymbals is an extremely powerful magic weapon, it also requires the remote command of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King to trap the Taiyin Yushi who has reached the peak of the eighth turn of the Golden Pill. Now that the Golden Cymbal Dharma King has been destroyed, he can no longer be suppressed by the power of the Golden Cymbal itself.

"Thank you Daoyou for the rescue!" Taiyin Yushi bowed to Yu Tianlai.

Yu Tianlai smiled and said: "Daoyou and poor Dao are one, why be polite." Now that the father and son of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King have been ambushed, Daoist friends can follow our previous plan and start to subdue the Eighteen-Way Great Demon of Phoenix Mountain. ”

Taiyin Yushi said with a smile: "Don't worry, fellow Daoist, I will go here." With that, he turned into a streamer of light and flew towards the Phoenix Mountain.

Yu Tian looked at the golden cymbals in the air that had reclosed and shrunk to only a foot in diameter, and smiled at Nie Yinniang: "This pair of golden cymbals should be quite extraordinary, if it weren't for you and my master and apprentice to have a heart or not, this treasure was suppressed at the beginning so that the Golden Cymbal Dharma King could not use it, and we might not be able to kill it with one blow." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand into the air and made a move, and the golden cymbal fell lightly into his hand.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

The matter had been done, and the master and apprentice were about to leave, when a soft and rich Buddha horn suddenly sounded in their ears. Their faces changed slightly at the same time, they glanced at each other, and a sentence flashed in their hearts at the same time: "Sure enough, it's here." Then they all turned to look in the direction from which the voice came.

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