This time, without waiting for the heavenly demon to question, the mourning cultivator in the city spoke first, probably because he also felt that it was too much, and there was a slight sneer in his voice: "This spell is used for the first time, there are some situations that I have not noticed before, and then please be patient and wait, don't be surprised." ”

While speaking, Su Jing's body moved, stood on the top of the tower from the tower, and took his sword.

Zhang Yilong's sword is held in his right hand, the sword of the Northern Underworld is upside down in his left hand, the Heavenly Black Sword Prison hangs high on the top, slowly rotating, the ninety-nine sword feathers surround the sword prison, floating for no reason, and a golden house next to him is shining brightly, and the bone golden crow on the Dan furnace in the house stands silently, and the eye sockets are hollow and gloomy.

In front of Su Jing, there was also an emerald green long sword quietly suspended on Su Jing's body, and the swords on Su Jing's body had their own uses, and after returning to the mountain, he specially asked Elder Gongye for another sword, which was specially used for Tu Wan's 'soul possession'.

Gifting this sword to Uncle Xiao, it is not a random selection of Gongye weapons, this sword originally had some relationship with Guangmingding: when the Eighth Ancestor was still in the sect, he killed a thousand-winged mantis that was a disaster to the world, and the corpse was brought back to the sect, and it was refined by the master of the elder Gongye for three hundred years, and he got a good sword, name: sword mantis.

Tu Wan melted into a knife mantis in front. Behind Su Jing, a vermilion dragon was coiled, and the small yin was so dense that Su Jingyang could see through the fog, and he was hiding in the dragon to restrain the fog, which dragged on for nearly a day, and he might not be able to continue to drag it on.

The woman beside Kuisu Ancestor who had a bee's waist and a shaved back spoke in a flattering voice: "Or, let's go down a few people and help a group of Wudao friends, okay?"

Su Jing sat on the tower and responded with a smile: "Who is Your Excellency?" He was not in a hurry, and he would delay for a while if he said more.

The bee-waisted woman did not sign up: "Please also ask Daoist friends to clear the fog and let us go down." ”

Su Jing laughed hehehehe: "Daoyou really want to help?"

"It's nature. The bee-waisted woman knew that the mourning cultivator could see herself, so she smiled: "Daoyou killed so many charming sisters in the Heart Refining Palace, and the hard-hearted concubine has only seen it in his life. I can't avoid people like you, if I don't bring a piece of help sincerity, how dare I go to your side?"

"This female Taoist friend thinks that as long as she kills me, the fog will also be broken, right? After three thousand years of practice, I have seen more dead people than the living, and I have heard more ghost words than human words" Su Jing's tone on the tower tightened slightly: "You can come if you want to, but if you can go, you don't dare to guarantee it." ”

After speaking, Su Jing's tone relaxed again: "You are in a hurry, why am I not in a hurry, the people from Tianzong have arrived." Is it any good for me? Fellow Daoists, please be patient, for another hour."

"No need," Kuisu spoke, and the old demon's face had returned to calm, overlooking the real leaf mountain castle from top to bottom: "Just follow what Wu Daoyou said before." ”

"There is no need, and it is as I say. Fellow Daoists can confuse me. Su Jing coped with it in his mouth, his divine sense turned, and he swept his sword one by one, and the sword sounded slightly, responding to the master.

The voice of the Kuisu Old Ancestor came, slow and calm: "The old man said that he didn't need to, but he asked Your Excellency not to hurry up the fog; ”

Even if the mourning practitioner below is telling the truth;

Even if the fog in the city really converges in an hour;

Even if this great plot that took countless efforts and efforts failed;

Even if he goes back to receive the punishment of the 'Dao Master', he will not wait for the old monster of Jiazi Kuisu to suffer great suffering.

There are no idle people among the elders of the Heavenly Sect, and there are no mediocre people among the demon masters, and there are great cultivators of the Eastern Tuhan family. Whether it is brainstorming or decisiveness, it is far from being comparable to the demons of the Southern Wilderness, and the old monster feels that something is wrong, and when he makes a decision, he makes a decision without the slightest hesitation.

Don't have that scheme. But he didn't stop at withdrawing his troops, at least before leaving, he had to destroy the city, bombard the dragon vein, and slaughter the filthy mouth and mourn the cultivator!

Kuisu Old Ancestor's voice fell, and the fat subordinate behind him bowed down and opened his mouth wide. A hanging heavenly river poured into the real page mountain city.

The water is mighty and mighty, surging like a dragon; the water is dark green and full of strange poison! There are faint scales churning in the water, and the low roar of 'Ang Ta Ang Ta' cannot be concealed even if the sound of the water is majestic, and there are also some fierce fish and evil Jiao hidden in the poisonous waterfall. If the city is not fortified, just this strong man's 'mouth hanging in the sky' is enough to destroy the real leaf mountain;

The bee-waisted woman raised her hand and grabbed seventy-two sandalwood beads and rolled over. Seventy-two gold and bronze Arhats turned into shapes, surrounded by halos of glow and brilliance, and the law enforcement instruments swooped into the fog city! Who would have thought that such a lascivious and bewitching demon woman would practice the most authentic and spiritual powers;

Behind the old monster of Kuisu, how many of his subordinates are there?

The little boy with his head tied in pigtails, his mouth and eyes are crooked, and his face is deformed, he takes a breath, purses his lips and roars, his voice is visible to the naked eye - from the side of his mouth, a black crack tears through the air, rising, soaring, castrating like electricity, as if black thunder slashed xiangxia, sound thunder and crying, the evil magic power that has long been lost;

The old man with three long beards under his chin, a dignified face, and a long dress, took out the acupuncture skin bag from his sleeve, shouted 'extinguish', shook off the skin, and the three hundred and eleven silver needles in the bag turned into a shining sky cone, the spell is not unusual, but the power of the magic weapon is shocking, the cone is full of great power, and the mountain is broken and other idle things!

There was also a man who led the monkey and released the monkey, and the monkey turned into a hundred-zhang figure in mid-air, as big as a mountain, and the mother-in-law on the side struck the gong of the monkey, and the earth cracked one by one; the one-legged drunkard smashed his gourd, and gasped the world as if to pull the mountain castle from the ground; the black-faced sick ghost coughed hard, and a mouthful of blood and a small rakshasa were born in a mouthful of blood

Around the old devil, all of them are overhauled!

In addition to sticking to the masters, there are also the Nine Gates, Seven Valleys, Three Palaces, and Eighteen Mountains that follow the Kuisu Ancestor, and a large group of evil cultivators appear, each with their own magical powers, and bombarded the True Page Mountain.

In an instant, thousands of spells poured out.

The sky is falling, I'm afraid it's just that!

In the big city, on the tower, Su Jing issued an edict in a hurry! Immediately, in the thick fog, the sword roared and the dragon roared, and the wind was fierce!

The golden wind and yang fire, the dragon and the sword, from the desert to the mountain, from the mountain to the southern wilderness, the true yuan cultivated by Sijiazi, the supernatural powers learned, and the treasures obtained, all entered the ten sections of the mind and were all cast, and Su Jing defended the real page mountain!

The seven colors cracked, roared, and the huge force burst into a raging wave of air and swept through the air, the strength of the enemy far exceeded Su Jing's expectations, and the resistance in the fog did not surprise the evil demon!

The 'killing' that the demons in the sky thought could be completed with a snap of their fingers, and the kung fu that lasted for half a pillar of incense had not yet begun, and the fog had not dispersed, the people in the fog had not died, and the divine power in the fog had not disappeared, and the killing of the demons could not begin!

But it was only half a pillar of incense, and Su Jing's face was already faintly flushed, and his qi and blood were churning and difficult to reconcile. He knew it in his heart, he could barely support it, and he couldn't stop it for long.

Today's situation is different from all the vicious battles in the Southern Wilderness. When the Southern Wilderness punishes the demon, whether it is chasing, fleeing or fighting, Su Jing can fly, escape, and the golden crow soars for nine days, and the body method in this vein has obvious advantages, but now Su Jing wants to defend the whole city, he can move but can't hide, and when he sees the enemy's supernatural powers, he has only one way to resist.

What's more, or the real key, Su Jing's strength alone is no match for the dense evil cultivator combined forces in the sky, this is a real gap!

But even so, there was still a strange cry from the mourning cultivator in the fog: "Old monster, bastard, the ghost cub who hit the wrong person, blind and blind in his heart" His face was abnormal and his voice was angry, but Su Jing's eyes were clear, as always, when he made up his mind.

Kuisu Old Ancestor's expression was very surprised: "Wu Daoyou's cultivation is profound, and he has underestimated Your Excellency before. ”

The yang fire surged, shattering a boulder thrown by the group of evil cultivators, Su Jing's left ear was bloody, and a blood line was drawn along the cheeks, winding Xiangxia straight without a collar: "I don't have any real skills, how dare I ask the ancestor to introduce me to be a star." ”

"Deserved, deserved, Daoyou's ability to be a star is also reasonable," Kui Su laughed: "Daoyou work harder, try to block the old man's spell again, if you can block it, you still have to die, Wu Daoyou is destined to be a lonely ghost!"

After speaking, the old monster suddenly danced with his hands.

Ten fingers are soft, wrists are flexible, arms are swaying, body twisting, feet are lifted and legs are crossed, Kuisu ancestor actually danced a dance.

The soft dance of Jiangnan Mulberry Picking Girl and Silk Spinning Girl, but the old monster is as thin as a skeleton, tall and tall, and a dance twisting and pinching at the moment, dancing evil and awe-inspiring, making people shudder, but his face is still full of laughter and full of devotion.

Dancing Sensen, dancing Yingying, the old monster's hands swing back and forth, like a female red lead, like a boiled cocoon, with his traction again and again, he really caught a 'hanging wire' in the sky.

The old devil's movements are getting faster and faster, and the 'hanging wires' are gathering more and more. A hanging wire is a qi machine, and a qi machine leads a blue and black magic cloud!

Unconsciously, black clouds converged thousands of miles above the old demon's head, enveloping the foggy city.

The old devil suddenly spoke, and his laughter was high-pitched: "Wu Daoyou's swordsmanship is good, the old man will embroider a sword for you!"

The blue-black magic cloud of the zenith then took shape, and the old devil danced a stick of incense, and the zenith magic cloud dissipated, leaving only a black long sword, which ran diagonally through the giant sword for three hundred miles.

Su Jing has done his best, where is there still the strength to block the old devil for a long time, there is no suspense, when the old devil's sword falls, Su Jing only has two ways to go:

Either live and die together in Makoyama Castle, or abandon the city alone and flee for your life alone

There is no more nonsense, after casting the spell and forming the sword, the old devil finger makes an orchid, and gently touches the real page mountain city, the end of the dance, the evil law falls, the three hundred miles of sword, mixed with countless evil cultivation spells, angrily splitting the real page mountain! )