Chapter 452: There is a melancholy fight that has not ended

Taiyi Daozu sat in the hall, his eyes were unwavering, but his heart was a little melancholy, even though he jumped out of the long river of fate and was not manipulated by fate, but he did not reach the point of being as selfless as the way of heaven and having no obstacles in his heart.

Immortals are also human beings, and they are still plagued by obsessions, although the seven emotions and six desires of Daluo Daozu are indifferent, they are by no means completely forgotten.

Li Bingjie is his disciple, like a child, hundreds of millions of years of master-apprentice affection, the fall has already made him very sad, seeing that the return of the calamity, everything can be on the right path, just waiting for her to soar into an immortal, recall the door, and the master and apprentice are reunited.

How could he have thought that there were unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and he had a grudge against Taixuan in the dark, and when he saw it, he was in danger of falling, and he had to take care of one or two, and he couldn't let her fall like that!

The picture on the water mirror in the hall is still flashing rapidly, Taixuan's moves are like the wind, fierce and fast, and like a surging river, Li Bingjie began to fight with Taixuan to come and go, not to fall into the wind, but gradually, she began to struggle a little, under the wave after wave of Taixuan, under the continuous attack, she became only passively defensive, unable to fight back.

The next moment, Taixuan punched out, and Li Bingjie slapped it with one palm and hit the fist, but the strength contained in this punch was surprisingly large, and it broke up her frame for a while.

Li Bingjie's arm trembled, her face changed greatly, and she staggered back involuntarily.

Taixuan was unforgiving, and with a wrong step, he instantly approached Li Bingjie's body and punched again.

Li Bingjie was in a hurry, relying on instinct to raise his arms and block in front of his fist, but unfortunately, Taixuan's punch was fierce and majestic, but the result was just a false move.

The fist disappeared with a flick, Li Bingjie instantly blocked the air, and the next second, the fist appeared in front of her again, coming straight to the door in front of her, her eyes were painful and her hair was flying.

Li Bingjie couldn't help but bend back, there was an iron plate bridge, the fist wind blew from her face, she felt her breath stagnant, and her jade face was cold.

This punch was barely dodged by her, however, Taixuan showed a bright smile on her face, and after the punch was empty, she bent her elbow and hit her lower abdomen, the tip of her elbow was a little, and it struck down like a huge chisel.

As a last resort, Li Bingjie's body lay down flat, her huge body had not touched the ground, and then she slapped her palms on the ground, and her body popped out with the momentum, like a sharp arrow flying backwards.

Taixuan's body flashed, the electric step was like a meteor chasing the moon, and he immediately chased after it, at the same time, his mind turned, and the measuring staff flew into his palm, the purple light flickered, and the measuring staff expanded and contracted, like a purple column, and smashed down.

Li Bingjie's mind was also slightly moved, and he attracted the five-color true cloud flag to protect him, and the measuring staff smashed heavily on the five-color true cloud flag.

But without the restraint of the five-color true cloud flag, Qiankun Ding flew in and fell, falling heavily towards the top of Li Bingjie's head, its momentum was earth-shattering, and the innate qi of the ding body lingered, rolling up an immeasurable wind, whistling.

The rumbling sound was still circulating in the sky, and Ding's body had already arrived in front of her.

At this moment, under Taixuan's continuous attacks, Li Bingjie still had time to stand up.

Seeing that Qiankun Ding was coming in an instant, Li Bingjie's body changed, and the true body of the Heavenly Demon shrank extremely quickly, turning from a thousand zhang high to the size of a bean.

Condensing into the true body of the Heavenly Demon, it can be as big as it wants, and it is infinitely useful, and it is not a simple matter for Taixuan to easily defeat her.

However, with the power of magic weapons, it is different.

Li Bingjie's body became smaller, and he flew straight into the distance.

Taixuan recalled the Taiji diagram, and the scroll unfolded in the void, flying out like a horse, chasing Li Bingjie and wrapping it.

Li Bingjie's mind was racing, and she was about to recall the five-color true cloud flag to resist, but suddenly her mind froze, and the five-color true cloud flag became extremely heavy, as if she was pressed by something.

She raised her eyes to look, but saw that Qiankun Ding suddenly became powerful, hanging in the sky above the five-color true cloud flag, and a stream of innate creation qi hung down, covering the five-color true cloud flag like an octopus.

The five-color True Cloud Banner unfurled in the void, brushing out a series of five-colored clouds, blocking the innate qi of creation from the outside, sticking to the fundamentals, and not being contaminated by the qi of creation, however, for a while, he was entangled by the Qiankun Ding, but he could no longer protect his body.

Seeing that the Taiji Diagram was approaching, Li Bingjie was extremely helpless, and instead recalled the Golden Fire Demon Tower, the Golden Fire Demon Monument instantly appeared above her head, she spewed out a mouthful of Heavenly Demon Qi towards the Golden Fire Demon Monument, and the black gas rushed into the Golden Fire Demon Monument, and the Golden Fire Demon Monument was full of inspiration, and immediately flew up and crashed straight towards the Taiji Diagram.

"It's useless, why are you struggling in vain? Tai Xuan sighed, and the mana all over his body surged, converging towards his palm, his five fingers opened, covering the sky and the sun, and a chaotic cyclone suddenly flew out of his palm, bombarding the Golden Fire Demon Building.

Boom! The air mass exploded suddenly, setting off an infinite wave, and the golden fire demon was thrown out suddenly.

For a while, Li Bingjie had no more cover and appeared in front of Taijitu.

The scroll swayed, rolled her up, wrapped it in, and flew towards Taixuan's palm.

On the way, the Taiji diagram kept trembling, and it seemed that Li Bingjie was about to get out, when Taixuan sprayed a mouthful of mixed yuan mana on the diagram.

The Taiji diagram was full of brilliance, and the prohibitions inside were immediately launched, the universe was turned, the space was overturned, and Li Bingjie was instantly lost in the boundless void.

For a while, the two finally separated the winner, Yun Zhongzi slapped his palm on the table with hatred, and stood up from his seat violently, feeling pain in his heart for a while.

A disciple like Li Bingjie is difficult to find for hundreds of millions of years, as long as she grows up, she can carry forward the existence of a Taoist system, even if the Qingping Taoist family has a great cause, it is difficult to bear the fall of Li Bingjie.

Venerable Liuru and the others are also feeling sorry for Li Bingjie, the disappearance of such a genius disciple really makes people sigh, they also understand Yun Zhongzi's gaffe, and their eyes are full of sympathy.

And Qu Rouyun in the reed canopy opposite was happy in her heart, smiling, her clenched fists were secretly released, her body was no longer tense, her delicate body leaned back, and she leaned on the back of the chair easily.

Feng Wei and other Zixiao Palace disciples were also full of joy.

On the other side, Yuan Xuan Zhenren was very happy, and the ancient Song monk fell into the hands of Li Bingjie, he had already tightened his hateful teeth, but after the birth and death on the fighting platform, the cause and effect were completely eliminated, and no one could turn over the old accounts, so he couldn't help Li Bingjie for a while.

Now, Taixuan has finished it for him, how not to be happy.

And Xu You and other people in the Xuanmen also stroked their palms and laughed, and they were very happy.