In the sound of 'click', Qianzhangtan was frozen into a whole piece of blue ice. The white cold air rushed to the sky, and the red light emitted by the crystal mirror in the hands of the middle-aged Taoist touched the cold air together, like countless bombs exploding in mid-air, and the dull explosion sound shook the puddle wetland near Qianzhang Pond and exploded a column of water that was not more than hundreds of zhang high, and the muddy muddy water spurted into the sky, and the momentum was not scary.

The Holy Spirit Monarch and the Golden Horn and Silver Horn hid in the Xuan Ice, staring at the more than 100 Daoists gathered in the sky through the translucent ice. A little demon cultivated by a crab was instructed by the Thousand Zhangs Dragon King to follow, and carefully hid beside the Holy Spirit Monarch. The Holy Spirit Monarch glanced at the little demon, pointed out, Xuan Bing cracked a gap, he kicked the little demon out, and then said a few words to the little demon.

The crab demon carrying two black iron hammers straightened his little head, and his two big eyeballs turned around in his eye sockets, pointing at the Taoist in the air and shouting: "You group of hairy Taoists, why did you knock on the door? Do you know that this is the territory of our Qianzhang Old Dragon King? You touch your head, your life is a breath of kung fu!"

Those Taoists laughed in unison, and a white-bearded Taoist man wearing a golden Taoist robe stepped on the clouds and came to the sky above the crab demon, bowed his head and smiled: "Qianzhang Dragon King, what a famous demon! Hehe, don't talk nonsense, hand over that group of men and women and two ice and fire dragon pythons, we will not do anything for ourselves, and we will not encroach on your 'great inheritance'!"

Many Daoists laughed again, and the golden-robed white-bearded Daoist twisted his beard and smiled: "Poor Dao Purple Mountain Spirit Dao people, they are all disciples of the Poor Dao Sect. The purple mountain is a vein, jīng through the sky star divination technique, the poor road has spent more than a month of hard work, this is the calculation of this group of men and women hiding under this pool, you must not prevaricate, quickly hand over the people, otherwise under the thunder blow, you will wait for the demons to become powder!"

The Dao man holding the crystal mirror suddenly gasped, he put down the crystal mirror, and said to the Spirit Dao man: "Master, the disciple's mana is exhausted, this underwater demon is so powerful, this cold is really difficult to resist." ”

The red light emitted by the crystal mirror disappeared, and the cold air from the golden horn and silver horn suddenly took over, and a large area of cold air quickly spread around Qianzhang Pond, and after a while, the nearby puddles and wetlands were covered with a layer of white frost. Some aquatic beasts such as pythons and crocodiles are busy fleeing around, and there are aquatic plants wriggling rapidly everywhere, and I don't know how many wolf creatures have escaped from Qianzhang Pond.

The little crab demon's eyes rolled, and he was instructed by the Holy Spirit Monarch, and he bared his teeth and said, "What kind of men and women, we really don't have them here." What an ice and fire dragon python, that kind of thing, we ......"

Lingdao's face sank, he pointed at the crab demon and shouted: "When is it, are you still here to prevaricate, is it really a poor Dao good-tempered?"

The sword light carried a cold aura, and it was more than ten zhang away from the little demon, and it was already so frightened that the little demon couldn't move. He looked at the sword light falling above his head in a daze, and suddenly let out a strange roar, holding his head and burrowing into the crack in the Xuan Ice that had just been cracked. But no matter how fast his movements were, where was the speed at which the sword light flew fast? As soon as he turned around, three sword lights reached the top of his head.

Three loud bangs came in a row, and the body of the Holy Spirit Monarch rushed out of the Xuan Ice in a flash. His head had turned into a huge dragon head, and his body suddenly rose to three feet high, and his body was covered with glittering dragon scales, like a suit of armor on him. The Holy Spirit Monarch's fists were wrapped in a rich dragon qi, and three consecutive punches blasted out, blasting the three sword lights of the Spirit Dao people far away.

The figure of the Lingdao man flickered, and the sword light was blasted out by the Holy Spirit Monarch, and the immortal soul of the Lingdao man was also shocked, so he didn't spit out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the Holy Spirit Monarch and exclaimed, "Wonderful, isn't there you in the true catalogue of the young master's reward? Ha, a heavenly dragon, you can't scare the poor Dao!

More than a hundred sword lights swept out of those Daoists' hands, turning into a hazy mist of light and striking towards the Holy Spirit Monarch. There are more than a dozen magic weapons that are not weak, bringing strange brilliance, spewing out a large area of Mars and thunder, densely surging towards the Holy Spirit Monarch.

The Holy Spirit Monarch snorted coldly, his body shook, and a large wave of water suddenly rushed out under the Qianzhang Pool, and the overwhelming blue water rushed straight into the sky, turning into a water vortex that was several miles thick and hundreds of miles in a radius of hundreds of miles above his head. The Holy Spirit Monarch raised his hands high, and the dragon clan's innate divine power unfolded, and this piece of water rolled and stirred with a thunderous sound, and suddenly spewed out hundreds of water cylinders as thick as dragons' water columns towards those Daoists' sword light magic weapons.

Loud noises kept coming, and columns of water disintegrated in the air, but more than a hundred sword lights were also dimly washed up by the water droplets half a day high. The fire and thunder released by more than a dozen powerful magic weapons hit the rapidly rotating water vortex, and the huge water vortex absorbed the attacks released by these magic weapons, turning into a large area of flash in the turquoise water vortex, but none of the attacks could break through the defense of the water vortex.

The Lingdao people were dumbfounded, although the Ziqi Mountain lineage he created in the Pangu Continent was famous for the technique of divination of the Heavenly Stars, but the cultivation of the disciples of the sect was also considerable. In addition to himself being a thirty-four-rank Heavenly Immortal, there were also three Thirty-six-rank Heavenly Immortals among the other disciples, and among the other disciples present, there were as many as thirty Yuanshen Monks, and the others were all Yuanying Monks. Hundreds of people joined forces, but they still couldn't take a single Manifestation Spirit Monarch? This is too outrageous, isn't it?

Even if Ziqi Mountain is not known for its Taoist powers, but if the cultivation is placed here, how can this Holy Spirit Monarch be so fierce?

The angry Spirit Dao Man recalled the three sword lights that had been knocked away, and was about to personally deal with the Holy Spirit Monarch, when the golden horns and silver horns suddenly poked their heads out of the Xuan Ice. The two brothers let out a long, sharp and violent hiss, and they opened their big mouths, and two red and white strong lights the thickness of the water tank erupted, turning into a spiral pillar of red and white light that swept across the void.

The monks of Zishan Mountain were caught off guard, and the red and white pillars of light hit them, smashing the talisman magic weapons of more than eighty monks to smithereens on the spot, and the bodies of these monks were first red, and they were burned to the point that they were almost ripe, and then the cold suddenly froze, freezing their flesh and their bodies to smithereens at the same time as the Yuan Shen. The terrible howls kept coming, and the golden horns and silver horns joined forces, and even the talisman immortal weapons of the Moluan Dao people could be broken, not to mention these unpopular monks of Ziluan Mountain?

Lingdao was so angry that he vomited out a mouthful of blood, he had an adventure back then, and it took a few Yuan Hui hours to easily have today's cultivation, and it was easy to open up the small foundation of Ziqi Mountain in the Pangu Continent, and under the ** of the Dayu official, it was easy to open up a mountain gate, with more than 100 disciples. As soon as the golden horn and the silver horn made a move, they killed about eighty percent of his disciples, and the Lingdao people had the intention of wiping their necks and committing suicide.

The trembling Spirit Dao man roared angrily, he pressed down with both hands, and three blue sword lights roared out, stabbing at the Holy Spirit Monarch and the Golden Horn and Silver Horn respectively. The Spirit Dao man even spewed out three mouthfuls of blood mist in a row, causing the three sword lights to skyrocket dozens of feet, like a waterfall in the heavenly river, and the power was a hundred times more powerful than his sword attack on the crab demon just now.

The Holy Spirit Monarch's face sank, and suddenly an infinite amount of water mist erupted around him, and a large area of lightning was entangled and swirling in the mist, bringing bursts of thunder and rushing straight towards the lightning that stabbed at him. The Manifest Spirit Monarch's Coiled Dragon Halberd had been destroyed in the previous battle, and now he could only rely on his supernatural mana to confront the Spirit Dao Man.

Fortunately, there were still golden horns and silver horns on the side, and the thunder light of the Holy Spirit Monarch had not yet touched the sword light of the spirit man, and the golden horn opened its mouth, and a piece of fire swept out, and the three sword lights shook suddenly, turning from a blue cold light to a red colored light with high temperature. Then the silver horn spewed out a bright cold air just right, and the three red lights shook, and the 'click' sound kept coming, and the three sword lights turned into shatters on the spot.

The Spirit Dao man spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and he shouted, "Poor Dao Spirit Weapon!"

The Holy Spirit Monarch glared at the Spirit Dao man, and he scolded: "Dignified Heavenly Immortals, you are still using spiritual weapons, are you ashamed?"

The Spirit Dao Man was stunned, blinked his eyes, and was stunned by the scolding of the Holy Spirit Monarch. The Golden Horn and the Silver Horn sneered loudly: "Look at this old way, he is not a rich man, he has cultivated to become a heavenly immortal, and he is still using spiritual weapons, alas, how can he be a poor word?"

The Lingdao people gritted their teeth and were about to refute the golden horns and silver horns, when a line of black clouds in the distance of the fierce sky quickly surged towards this side, and the black clouds were still dozens of miles away from the Lingdao people, and a low and hoarse voice came from afar: "Lingdao friends, thank you for leading the way! The divination technique of the Ziqi Mountain is really good, hehe, let the deity come to find it in person, where is it so easy to find this group of people?"

The black cloud flashed, and suddenly arrived in front of the Lingdao man, and with a click, a black devil's claw poked out of the dark cloud, grabbed the Lingdaoist's head, and grabbed half of his body to pieces. The Lingdao man howled miserably, and his immortal soul was about to flee with a golden light, but the devil's claw backhanded it, easily grabbed the immortal soul of the Lingdao man in the devil's claw, and crushed it with his hand.

Many Daoists in Zishan Mountain roared in unison, and they were about to launch an attack on the black cloud, when the black cloud suddenly spread, enveloping all the Daoists in Zishan Mountain in the dark cloud. An unpleasant gnawing sound came, accompanied by a terrible howl, and after a while, the dark clouds converged inward, and all the Taoists in Ziqi Mountain disappeared without a trace, leaving only an extremely pungent smell of blood in the air.

The Lord of the Manifestation exclaimed, "Who is coming?"

The dark cloud smiled and said: "The deity Isoru Ancestor, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance Youxian Hall Scattered Immortals, hahaha, don't you know that the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has issued a wanted warrant for you?"

The dark clouds were put away, and a deformed old man with a head as big as a rice bucket and a height of only about three feet appeared in front of the Holy Spirit Monarch.