What answered Helan Gong was just Wei Ye's sword that suddenly came out while sitting on the green carp Ziyun car.

Zhu Huo responded to the sword's edge, turning into a golden-red dazzling void sword and descending.

Condensing fire into a sword, this is Wei Ye's most proud sword skill, but this kind of skill change in Taoism, in the eyes of Helan Gong, who has the right to promote frost and snow in the northwest, there is no difference compared to the wooden sword that a child plays.

Helan Gong just raised his left palm to the sky and pressed it towards the fire sword.

A palm pressed towards the fire sword, and in an instant, the fire sword that was still flying rapidly downward was frozen in place, unable to advance or retreat!

However, with Helan Gong's palm print, this fire sword instantly exploded into a ball of flames, drifting towards the bottom of the fire tree.

At the same time as the fire sword shattered, on the Fuso fire tree, the slender leaves shaped like phoenix feathers swayed gently, breaking off the branches, but drifting towards the shattered flames.

The long leaves of the phoenix feathers glowing with golden red held up the flickering golden red fire.

Between the two touches, there are mysterious runes on the long leaves of the phoenix feathers, the straight ones are like muscles and bones, the bent ones are like siblings, and the ones are like clothes lines.

The sword is out of the box, the fu knot is shaped, between the fire trees, the Danfeng is the front lead, the immortal official is the rear army, some people wear a bamboo crown with a bundle of hair, wear a blue brocade uniform, hold a red long sword, and stand by the void.

Just looking at it, such as the majesty of the immortal family, it is enough to make the evil demons fall into fear, and the demons and demons are guilty, but when such pompous characters appear in groups, what kind of scene is it?

From the top of the stone pillar to the ground, from the branches of the fire tree to the left and right of the cloud car, you can only see the bamboo crown flying in the same clothes, and the peach sword and the fire light are the same color.

Helan Gong raised his head and looked at Wei Ye who kept falling from the Fusang fire tree, falling like dates that had been knocked down by bamboo poles in autumn.

It may not be right to say that it is falling dates, but this scene is more like a swarm of locusts falling from mid-air to the ground.

Even Helan Gong, who has been in the world for a long time, couldn't help but sigh: "This is really a rare trick that is rare to see......

Sitting on the green carp purple cloud car, the immortal warlock had already returned the sword into the sheath, playing with a red copper as the handle and the fire cloud as the head of Lingzhi Ruyi in his hand, with a faint jaw and a soft voice:

"Perhaps, this kind of scene like an army of clones has a mental pollution effect even to me - but does this official need to consider the mental health of this thief bird?"

These words drifted through the scorching air currents of the heat wave, and in the blink of an eye, they were engulfed in flames, and there was not a single thing left.

Instead, it was the Sen Sen killing machine in the heat wave of the fire tree that no longer bothered to hide!

With the swing of Ruyi, the Fuso fire tree rustled and swayed, and with the fire tree swaying, I don't know how many sparks fell from the golden branches and red leaves!

Thousands of sparks flew down, and then they converged and took shape, turning into featherless rockets, and killing Helan Gong fiercely.

Rockets rained down, even if it was Helan Gong, he had to concentrate on it, with the black iron spear spinning, Helan Gong's body behind the law was clear, Hu Ren warrior, Mian Yang Gong, Bird Head Ming King, the three Dharma were the same when raising their hands, like Tuoyue, like supporting the sky, Zhan Ran's divine light distorted the space, and blocked thousands of rockets to the outside.

However, unlike before, even though there is a divine light barrier, the rockets gathered outside the wall of divine light are gathering more and more, like bees gathering in nests, like ants devouring elephants, and the dense rockets don't know how many layers they have gathered outside the divine light!

The Dongyang rockets were spinning rapidly, as if they were about to forcibly break through the wall of divine light, and as if they were trying to find out the flaws in Helan Gong's defenses.

Although for Helan Gong, this is just the reappearance of Wei Ye's mixed rice Dongyang Yanguang Rune Arrow, but it can't stand the number of Dongyang Yanguang Arrows this time!

Although the arrows of Dongyang Flame Light kept spinning on the wall of divine light, emitting an unpleasant noise like a cat scratching an iron plate, they could not break through the defense line formed by this heavy divine light in the slightest. But just the rain of fire turned into Dongyang's flame arrows was enough to restrain most of the spirit of Helan Gong's holy body this time.

Although it can't hurt the body behind the wall of divine light, under the fire of thousands of rockets, for Helan Gong, how is it different from thousands of black flies making noise in front of him?

For the first time, anger appeared on the face of the chief of the ghosts and gods, and Helan Gong put a plate of black iron spears and shouted violently:

"Stand down!"

With a "retreat", the surface of the wall of divine light was like a wave, like a wave, thousands of rockets, impacted by a huge force, and suddenly shot back!

However, at the moment when the rockets shot back one after another, Wei Ye's incarnate Lixiang True Form held a fire sword in his hand, and surrounded and killed-

"Yanguan Zhu Niao has changed? You want to win by quantity? Arrogance!"

With a low scolding, Helan Gong's body was slightly off, his head was tilted back, avoiding a sword that cut his throat, and then his left hand was raised, and his index finger and thumb were closed, holding the opponent's fire sword.

With a single force, the fire sword was suddenly twisted into a hemp rope-like appearance, and then under the impact of Helan Gong's divine power, it exploded and reduced to a puff of flames.

Helan Gong exerted another force on his wrist, and the black iron spear was as straight as a ruler, and he stabbed forward with the sword to the true form of the elephant, still unafraid of death, and cast the sword style to the end.

The blade of the sword and the tip of the spear were wrong, and then it was shocked and opened, and the tip of the spear immediately sank into the chest of the true form of the elephant, and the strength did not disappear, and the true form of the elephant in front of him collapsed into flames!

One shot was inexhaustible, and the momentum rushed out, and for a while, I don't know how many people couldn't avoid the true form of the elephant, and they were destroyed by one shot!

However, Wei Ye, who was sitting on the green carp purple cloud car, still looked unchanged, and pointed forward in his hand, and suddenly the branches on the Fusang fire tree shook slightly, and the long leaves of phoenix feathers fell again, turning into the true form of Wei Ye's appearance, and the fire sword in his hand swallowed the pure fire, and he was still afraid of death to kill Helan Gong!

Above the fire tree, under the fire tree, there is another round of light extinguishing.

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Above the stone forest, above the giant tortoise, above the sea of clouds where Taiyuan Palace lives.

There are two pairs of eyes, carefully watching this battlefield through the heavy clouds.

Zhang Jiao's voice came inaudibly, but the dissatisfaction in it was undisguised: "The three-year-old boy dances the hammer, which seems amazing, but it is difficult to last. Once this demon has broken through the trick, he will plan before and burn it all. ”

"Although Wei Jun's Taoism is not as good as ours, he is good at clever and deceitful. Deal with that devil for a moment or two, and don't worry about losing anything. He said a word for his cheap junior brother, but Zuo Ci's voice was rarely teasing. "For Taiping Dao, Sanyuan Gongque can be called the foundation of the establishment of the religion for thousands of years, let it go, is the great sage and good teacher willing?"

Listening to Zuo Ci's teasing, Zhang Jiao just snorted coldly: "It's better than falling into the hands of this devil!"