Chapter 117: Nine Songs Mixed Yuan Sword Formation

Although Shang Rong's heart was already turbulent, he still replied: "That Sanqing Saint has enlightened the world, and has the power of edification for the whole world, the Holy Ancestor Ling Xiao used to save the Terran when the two Lich Clans slaughtered the Terran Race, and when the mountains fell, he led the same sect to collect the Nine Heavens of Weak Water and block the blue sky, if not, there is no human race now." ”

The king said angrily: "The Sanqing saints have educated the world, how can they educate traitors and thieves like Yuan Futong? Holy Ancestor Lingxiao saved the human race, why didn't he help the lonely king to exterminate the rebels, hmph, they are all people who deceive the world and steal their reputation, how to let the widow worship, get up and return to the palace." ”

Shang Rong, who spoke straightforwardly, was dumbfounded, and in desperation, he personally took the water to wash away the poems on the wall, and went to the Holy Ancestor Palace and Sanqing Palace to apologize, and then returned to the palace.

As soon as Shang Rong left, Zhun Ti stretched out his hand and pointed, and all the words that disappeared on the wall reappeared, turned to look in the direction where Ling Xiao was, and said with a smile: "Little friend Ling Xiao, you haven't come out for a while, when will you stay?"

Ling Xiao appeared and said angrily: "Quasi-Daoist, you have become a saint in vain, and you have really lost all the face of the saint by doing this trick. ”

Zhun Ti was not angry, and still smiled: "Since Ling Xiao's fellow Daoists have seen it, how about inviting Daoist friends to the Western Sect for five hundred years?"

Ling Xiao laughed angrily: "Zhun Ti, don't think that you are a saint Poor Dao is afraid of you, as long as Poor Dao drags you for a while, Nuwa Niangniang will arrive later, and then Poor Dao will see how you explain to Nuwa Niangniang." ”

Zhun Ti's complexion changed, and he didn't talk nonsense anymore, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the immortal light in his hand surged, turning into a golden light and grabbing Ling Xiao.

Although it was just a casual blow from the quasi-Daoist, Ling Xiao did not dare to slack off, took out the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler, stretched out his finger, and the light of the Measuring Heaven Ruler was full of purple energy, and a Hongmeng sword qi of a length of length greeted the giant hand.

Hearing a loud sound of "bang!", the golden light giant hand shattered, and the power of Hongmeng's sword qi was also greatly reduced.

The two fought for only a moment, but it was also extremely dangerous, the cultivation of the quasi-Daoist saint, if he slapped Ling Xiao with a random palm, he would be seriously injured, of course, this was under the premise of not using a magic weapon.

And Hongmeng sword qi and chaos sword qi are equally famous, how can the power be idle? If you are not careful, you will be lost, fortunately, when Ling Xiao let the people go out of the mountain to travel, let the Jiukun Daoist go to the heavenly court to exchange the Hongmeng Daojun back, otherwise, even if you can block this blow, it will take a lot of effort, who wants to underestimate the saint's shot, then it is really looking for death.

The quasi-Daoist was not the slightest surprise that Ling Xiao was able to catch his blow, his eyes were firmly fixed on Ling Xiao not far away, to be precise, the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler in his hand, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes: "Sure enough, good baby, this treasure is related to my Western Sect, so you should take it." ”

When Ling Xiao heard that Zhun Ti had a fate, he was furious in his heart: "Zhun Ti Dao people, I want to measure the sky and kill the poor Dao, I will wait to go out to fight, and the province will damage Nuwa Niangniang's palace."

Turning around and tearing the space apart, and coming to the Chaos Void, although the two of them fought once, they both tried to restrain themselves and not let Yu Wei hurt the Nuwa Palace itself, otherwise, Hugh said that a small Nuwa Palace, even the entire Chaoge City was destroyed in a snap of his fingers.

Zhun Ti Daoist looked at Ling Xiao's provocation, and it was not much, he stepped out, and he had come to thirty-three days away, and at this time, a solemn large array appeared in Zhun Ti's eyes.

Ling Xiao sneered at the door: "Quasi-Daoist, this is the Nine Songs Mixed Yuan Sword Formation created by Poor Dao, do you dare to enter the formation and walk on it?"

Zhun Ti secretly looked at the big array in front of him, pressing the three talents inside, and the nine palaces outside, containing one yuan in it, which was more than ten times more powerful than the simple Nine Heavens Absolute Immortal Array, and secretly gasped in his heart.

Hearing Ling Xiao's question, he said coldly: "Little Doyle, it's just a small array, why be afraid of poor Dao." ”

Ling Xiao didn't talk much nonsense, and turned around and entered the big formation.

Although Zhun Ti said it easily in his mouth, in fact, he did not have the slightest carelessness in his heart, sacrificed the Qinglian Treasure Color Flag to protect his body, walked to the front of the big array, and came to the shock position, only to see the large array of immortal mist, the sword qi was dense, and there was a trace of chaotic qi hidden in it, which was not much different from the Nine Heavens Absolute Immortal Array in the past, but he knew in his heart that this array was by no means easy to break.

Lei Xiao Dao people stood in the earthquake position, guarding the Lei Xiao Sword, as soon as the Zhun Ti Fang entered the formation, he immediately sent thunder to shake the sword, only to see the Lei Xiao Sword sword body shaking, and the three thousand zhang long innate sword qi traversed the east and west, like the Dao Crescent Moon slashing straight down.

Zhun Ti was shocked in his heart, and shook the Qinglian Treasure Color Flag, on which a large relic appeared, radiating forty-eight relics of Yuan Light, and the green lotus surrounded his body.

The sword qi fell, and more than tens of thousands of Qinglian were reduced by one-third in an instant, and when Zhun Ti saw it, he laughed and said: "Ling Xiao, what ability do you have, even if you use it, how can you hurt the poor Dao." ”

As he spoke, he sacrificed the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, stretched out his hand and waved, and a golden light rolled towards the Lei Xiao Dao people like a match, the Lei Xiao Dao people were just the cultivation of the late stage of the Da Luo Jin Immortal, if they were solid at this time, they were afraid that they would be seriously injured if they did not die.

The Quasi-Daoist looked at the Lei Xiao Daoist with a sneer, but saw that the big array flickered, and the space in the array was distorted, and the Lei Xiao Daoist disappeared immediately.

Zhun Ti snorted coldly, the power of the Seven Treasure Miao Tree was undiminished, and he shot on the Lei Xiao Sword, fixing the Lei Xiao Sword, and Zhun Ti took the opportunity to enter the Lei Xiao Que.

Ling Xiao laughed loudly, divided his hands, closed the formation door, and the law changed, and the intuitive space of the Daoist was changed, and he had already appeared in the Danxiao Gate that was out of position, and the Danxiao Daoist gave an order, gathering Jingxiao, Yuxiao, Shenxiao, and Zixiao to shake the sword together, and the innate sword qi of all colors of the Dao Dao slashed towards Zhun Ti.

Seeing that dozens of thousand-zhang sword qi of various colors were slashed, even if it was a mixed yuan saint like Zhun Ti, he couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp for a while, and he shouted, the golden light of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree was magnificent, and the Sanskrit sound burst into the array, resounding in the array, and countless golden lights fell like rain, mixed with golden light and fire, extinguishing the divine thunder, and facing the innate sword qi.

"Bang bang!" A few loud bangs, the golden light in the Nine Songs Mixed Yuan Sword Array burst out, the sword qi escaped in all directions like rain, and in a huge cloud of smoke and dust, the Quasi-Ti Daoist stood resolutely, covered in golden light, and the treasure was solemn.

In succession, the next two offensives, Zhun Ti was furious, shouted loudly, sacrificed the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in the air, and the Seven Treasures on the tree were full of golden light, and the Shenxiao, Danxiao, Jingxiao, Yuxiao, Shenxiao, Thunder Xiao, Taixiao, and the Seven Swords were fixed, and the Qinglian Treasure Flag was displayed in his hand, and the Qinglian Blossom was holding a big relic, and the relics shot out forty-eight relics Yuanguang, crisscrossing the north and south, blocking the Zixiao Sword.

The mud pill palace on the top moved, showing a golden body, six feet tall, eighteen songs, twenty-four hands, holding Yingluo, umbrella cover, treasure vase, flower pot, blessing pestle, bell, treasure file golden bow, treasure building, silver halberd, token and other treasures, the whole body is golden, sacrifice the blessing pestle to fix the Qingxiao sword.

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