Pang Qingyuan still sat still, not moving like a mountain.

His body is a mountain at this moment, a Molu Mountain that cannot be overwhelmed or destroyed.

But maybe it was dazzling, Diao Xiaosi "saw" Pang Qingyuan's figure flickering three times in succession between the lightning and stone fire, revealing the true face of the Moyu Qilin.

"Poon!" above the center of the eyebrows, the **** ghost cone that had been entangled for ten years suddenly burst into powder.

"Huh?" Bi Wuxie's eyebrows raised, and he said angrily: "Are you using me to refine the **** Ghost Pole Cone?" I let you refine, let you refine, let you refine, refine, refine!"

He jumped like thunder like a madman, raised the nine-curved Biluo staff in his hand and blasted down towards the top of Pang Qingyuan's head.

There was still a distance of three hundred zhang between the two, and the nine-curved Biluo staff was no more than nine feet long, but Bi Wuxie completely ignored the gap between them, and smashed his head and face like this.

"Woo-" In an instant, the body of the staff transformed, and a turbulent and turbulent Biluo River came out, releasing a strong aura of decay and death from the sky.

The surrounding void sneered and wailed, swelling up translucent green bubbles, and the Great Dao Law contained in it quickly withered and corroded into nothing, and a disgusting rancid smell filled everywhere.

Diao Xiaosi was almost smoked to death, and hurriedly mobilized the Heavenly Destiny Talisman to protect the Linghai, and desperately sealed the Six Senses.

His heart was horrified and unspeakable, and he felt a chill all over his body, he wanted to know that he was also a five-turn Xuan Immortal, but just being contaminated by the breath of the blue and secluded river that emanated, he almost had a bad immortal heart and died, if this thing was brought to the world, he was afraid that millions of people would be smoked to death if it was scattered in the wind.

"Po!" The second **** ghost cone exploded, Pang Qingyuan sat still, and the snow-white long hair under the drooping hill suddenly flew against the wind, like the Milky Way rolling upside down and crashing into the Biluo River!

The clouds are three thousand feet, where is the autumn frost?

The strands of hair shine brightly, illuminating the secret realm as if it were in the middle of the day. The blazing brilliance contains the power of the immortal cathode, a trace of light is a wisp of the Tao, and a law is a law.

The white river and the green river collided and intertwined in the air, strangled and fused with each other, and the turbid waves and stones broke through the sky and scattered in all directions, leaving empty marks in the void.

Pang Qingyuan's body began to tremble slightly, and large blood droplets flowed down the corners of his eyes, smashing down his cheeks and onto his robe, dyed into black flowers.

The old wounds on his body were stimulated, the torn sores were bubbling with colorful smoke, and the cold and different dark energy was like a dormant poisonous dragon, awakening after hearing the first spring thunder, and unscrupulously turning over the river and the sea.

......The white hair fluttering in the air gradually dried and curled, and then turned into black ashes and scattered one after another, as if a black rain had fallen.

"Don't look at it, light the lights. Long Cangli, who had been standing by and watching, suddenly threw a piece of immortal sense to Diao Xiaosi.

"What kind of lamp?" Diao Xiaosi was closed, only vaguely receiving a trace of information, and did not react for a while.

"Light the lamp!" Long Cangli repeated, raising his left palm and slapping it on Diao Xiaosi's back.

"Bang!" A magnificent and majestic immortal yuan flashed with a cyan Dao glow, like a great river of the Yangtze River pouring into his body.

In an instant, Diao Xiaosifu sacrificed the Vermilion Bird Lamp to the soul, and the sound and light of "Sigh" were projected in all directions, and the surging divine fire was as thick as a cloud pillar and the drum roared and waved, I don't know how many times stronger than before, such as the wind, such as a forest, such as a mountain and a sea, overwhelmingly rushing to the sky, and the thousands of feathers above the row of brilliant Vermilion Birds spread their wings and flew high, and the sound vibrated the four fields.

"It's ...... Lao Tzu's Vermilion Bird Magic Lamp?" Seeing such a spectacular scene, Diao Xiaosi was a little bored.

"Don't make a fuss, this is just the power of the Vermilion Bird Divine Lamp for five or six points, the Great Wilderness Divine Lamp, is it only a false name?"

Long Cangli endlessly injected the True Dragon Immortal Yuan into Diao Xiaosi's body, helping him drive the Vermilion Bird Divine Lantern into the air to meet the enemy.

"Collect your mind, read and connect with the lamp, if you can light the Biluo River of Bi Wuxie, it will be a great success. ”

Diao Xiaosi immediately woke up, and hurriedly got rid of distracting thoughts and urged the Vermilion Bird Magic Lamp, it was rare for Lao Long to personally support him, and it was his turn to show a little face.

Between the rise and fall of the rabbit, the divine fire released by the Vermilion Bird Lamp was like an overwhelming red tide slamming into the Biluo River.

Thousands of feathered red birds loom in the flames and spit out flames, and the huge fireballs are like big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, and the colorful flames are falling into the hidden river.

Bi Wuxie roared angrily and fought back, and the monstrous blue waves set off, fiercely corroding and slamming into the raging flames.

One by one, the Vermilion Bird fell and became disillusioned in the sea of fire, and as soon as they fought, they were dead or alive.

Diao Xiaosi's Immortal Soul Sea was under unprecedented terrifying pressure, if it weren't for Long Cangli supporting him behind, he suspected that he would have been wiped out in an instant.

Rao is like this, he still feels like a small stone that has been inadvertently caught in the raging waves, carried by the angry waves, suddenly rushing up to the clouds and suddenly falling into the abyss, completely unable to control his own destiny.

This feeling is extremely bad, and Diao Xiaosi doesn't like it very much.

He had never been accustomed to putting his life in the hands of others, and it was no different now.

But what can be done? Compared to this old monster, he is too weak. On the stage of the void and wilderness, it is not the turn of the little fourth master to sing the leading role.

But that's not an excuse for decadence, especially after so much going through.

There will be no seeds, and men should be self-reliant.

Who stipulated that the little fourth master could only carry a shoe and run a trick?

He condensed fiercely in his heart, mixed with a wisp of chaotic law, and suddenly pressed towards the Biluo Youhe.

"Woo-" Bi Wuxie was indeed disturbed by the sudden law of chaos, and a flying blue wave ignited, spreading quickly into the depths of the river like a fuse.

It's a pity that the strength of the two sides is too different after all, and the burning blue waves are faint fireflies in the entire hidden river, and before they can be completely released, they are suppressed and annihilated by Bi Wuxie's reaction.

But this was enough for Pang Qing.

Just when Bi Wuxie had to allocate some strength to deal with the attack of the Vermilion Bird's Magic Lamp, the three thousand zhang Yunfa took the opportunity to regroup and make a comeback, and the surging snow waves were blazing into the hinterland with a devastating momentum.

Under the elimination of the other, there is a faint disorder in the Biluo River, and the arrogance is no longer as arrogant and fiery as it was at the beginning.

"Try again!" Long Cangli had a keen insight into the fleeting fighter plane, and the True Dragon Immortal Yuan suddenly increased by three percent, and there was also a faint trace of Dao Law True Intent in it.

Diao Xiaosi only felt that at this moment, Huo Ran had an infinite amount of strength, he could break through the sky with his hands and Zhenhai, and the whole person inexplicably rushed to the peak ****, and his soul seemed to be about to peel off his body and break away all the confinements to go to the end of the unknown void......

"Boom!" As if the oil pot was overturned, half of the Biluo River ignited the Divine Fire of Chongxiao, and the pillars of fire shook and flickered to release a magnificent scene that moved people's hearts.

The next moment, Diao Xiaosi seemed to have been drained of all his spirits and spirits, and only a human skin remained, and he just wanted to slump on the ground and sleep well.

But he was reluctant to close his eyes, the red birds in the sky danced in the sky, and the river burned like a chain of fire, which was extremely beautiful and gorgeous.

This is a fire set by Lao Tzu himself!

Contented and contented, he stood by the river and admired the flames in the sky.

"Long Cangli, you actually used the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Laws to plot against me!"

Bi Wuxie was furious and angry, and the secret realm was filled with his characteristic sharp voice, cutting people's nerves back and forth like jagged teeth.

At his feet, the green mountains grew vigorously, and countless gray and dead vines grew out of the mountains, and mysterious witch spirit runes rose one after another, rolling up an unstoppable hurricane.

He stomped his fingers on the ground, and the green mountains were like rumbling invincible chariots crushing over the burning river.

"Kara, Kara!" Thousands of vermilion birds are like moths throwing fire and collapsing at the touch of a button, the green mist swept violently, fiercely extinguishing the divine fire, and then **** to Pang Qingyuan's three thousand clouds.

Diao Xiaosi spurted out a mouthful of golden-red blood on his back, and vaguely saw that the Vermilion Bird Magic Lamp was beaten back to its original shape, churning and falling into his body.

Long Cangli's hand on his back also bounced away like a shock, and he vaguely heard a low hey, and he must have suffered a lot.

It's just that Diao Xiaosi really can't gloat, Bi Wuxie's cave is too evil, completely violating the laws of the Great Dao he knows, just like a naughty boy deliberately distorted and deformed them, but he can also burst out with a terrifying coercion.

"Wushan Yunyu?!" Pang Qingyuan's eyes lit up aggressively, and a clear whistle sound resounded through the sky in his throat.

"Bang bang bang!" The remaining three **** ghost cones burst together, and he raised his right hand high, and his five fingers stretched as if to grasp the entire heaven and earth to the palm of his hand.

Knowing that Pang Qingyuan was about to go crazy, Diao Xiaosi quickly covered his ears and hid behind Long Cangli.

Sure enough, Pang Qingyuan supported his "water clouds and a line of sky".

Go to the poor place of the water, and sit and watch the clouds rise.

This kind of poetic and picturesque feeling is used to the extreme of Taoism, and it can only be said that it will make people see a completely different landscape.

The surrounding surging cloud spirit vitality gathers and spreads, static and surging, changing in a thousand postures, and finally forms a line of water and sky, cutting yin and yang, and presiding over the heaven and earth and all souls.

"Babble!" Bi Wuxie's battle intent ignited to the boiling point, and the whole person fell into a state of inextricable madness, shaking his arms and condensing the nine-song Biluo staff and smashing around.

"Bang bang bang!" The water cloud collapsed angrily, and the dark sky was beaten to a rumbling and roaring like a drumbeat, setting off a series of turbulent blue currents dozens of zhang long, under the urging of the clouds and rain of Wushan, and bombarded Pang Qingyuan's natal cave sky.

"Go!" Pang Qingyuan's outstretched right hand suddenly saw a sword, and then looked closely at the empty behind him, and the tree that sheltered from the wind and rain was gone.

Ancient Cangji Sword, the storm is rising!

"Keng!" a sword fell, and the mountains and seas slashed on the Jiuqu Biluo staff, and each other burst out of each other was no longer visible to the naked eye, but pieces of dark sky and cave sky shattered!

Bi Wuxie's Shu Ling cloak crackled, and it was suddenly pierced by Pang Qingyuan's left fist, and the fist blade hit him in the chest like a bamboo.

"Bang!" Bi Wuxie's chest suddenly conjured up a bottomless green vortex, firmly sucking Pang Qingyuan's left fist!

At the same time, his staff wind also crushed Pang Qingyuan's three thousand cloud hairs, and even crushed his body to the knees and sank into the mound!