"No, will I lose to him?"
Yun Chen, who was gnashing his teeth angrily, suddenly shouted loudly. He who was sure of victory actually grabbed the Qingxu Sword with his bare hands, as if he wanted to snatch it away alive.
Seeing this situation, how could Dan Lin miss this great opportunity?
Without saying a word, the long sword moved sideways, leaving no chance for Yun Chen. Then it volleyed into the void, and the flaming sword light flew out. Yun Chen immediately had several bright blood holes on his body. !
"Senior Brother Yunxi, Yelan is important. If we really can't defeat him, let's just give up!"
Finally, Yun Chen, who had lost his Taoist heart, fell into complete madness under the influence of Long Fu's poem. His pupils trembled violently, and he let out an almost hysterical roar:
"Yes, Yelan, Yelan are all mine! Ants, you ants, I, I want you all to die!"
After saying that, Yun Chen's original blue eyes finally turned into blood. He held up the green-gold dragon scale in his hand, and then vomited blood as if asking for money.
"Die! Die to me!"
Before he finished speaking, the dragon scales from the ancestral dragon blazed with divine light. A wave of fire that was hotter and more powerful than the sea of fire from the Qingxu Sword, and the pressure that seemed to be enough to destroy the world began to leak out from it quickly.
But Yun Chen, who was bathed in the divine light, didn't seem to notice it, and his face was filled with an expression of expectation and admiration. He didn't care about the bleeding wounds and Dan Lin, who was also ready to attack. It was extremely strange.
"not good!"
Yinghong seemed to suddenly remember something, and her face turned pale as she increased her speed. The sharp-eyed Qingyun saw the opportunity, and unexpectedly struck Yinghong's waist and abdomen with a palm.
"excuse me!"
Yinghong let go in pain, and after landing, the young man turned back to the statue of Night Owl again!
"Yunlang!"
"Brother Xiaoyun!"
Perhaps it was obvious to bystanders that both Yan Nanzhi and Alian seemed to realize that something extremely dangerous was about to happen, and they chased Qingyun without any explanation.
"No one is allowed to go!"
However, before they could catch up, Yinghong, who had left Qingyun behind, had already come to a few people and stopped the two girls.
Without Qingyun by her side, Long Fushi became a little taciturn again. After looking at each other with Yinghong, she took a deep breath and said very calmly and gently:
"I'll go."
Unexpectedly, Yinghong passed by Long Fushi without any hindrance. Just as the other two women were about to stop her, she appeared in front of Alian in the air, and then pulled off the hair on her head. Phoenix feather hairpin!
In an instant, the holy beauty disappeared, and the evil charm with white hair and purple eyes returned to the world!
Even though he was in danger now, even Long Fushi, who was about to leave, was stopped for a moment by the heart-thrilling evil charm of the little fox.
"Alian, Nanzhi, take care."
Smiling tenderly at the two girls who had always looked unkind to her, Long Fushi chased Qingyun without any sloppiness.
Her red eyes holding a phoenix hairpin are like red flames, and her red hair is like a real Nirvana fire phoenix. At the center of it, a spherical barrier filled with dense flames also appears!
With eyes wide open, she couldn't help but seal the Dantian of the two girls with one palm, restraining Yan Nanzhi and Alian who were still trying to break through the barrier to find Qingyun, and said in a sweet voice:
"Please be quiet! Otherwise I will kill you now!"
It was beyond her expectation that things had developed to such an extent, and she had no idea what the founder wanted to do. Could it be that, as Long Pangui said, he was just bored and wanted to watch a good show?
The key point is that Yunli was so bewitched that he lost his consciousness and sacrificed the dragon scale. Although Long Fushi had just conveyed the master's order in a confusing voice, saying that he could avoid death with the help of the saint's hairpin, but if the dragon scale exploded, it would be hundreds of times. Zhencheng will bring disaster to Chiyu. One bad thing is international disputes!
"These are the dragon scales of the ancestral dragon! When the great master of the Return to Spirit Realm comes, there will be no life or death!"
Looking at the back of Long Fushi without hesitation, Yinghong felt regretful in her intestines now. If she had known that she would have run away when the barrier opened just now, it would have cost the ancient jade Yelan!
But now she is also a mud bodhisattva who can't save herself when crossing the river, so she has to place all her hopes on the phoenix feather hairpin in her hand. As for Qingyun and Long Fu Shi, she can't care so much about it. Anyway, the founder told her to leave it alone.
As for the most unlucky one, it is none other than the young Taoist priest Dan Lin.
The young Ren Xia has not yet experienced the romantic scenes of beautiful clothes and angry horses, and the Chang family's top-secret jade mine has not been well guarded. If the master had not had the foresight to let him go down the mountain with the Qingxu Sword, he would have been torn alive by Yun Chen long ago. .
Fortunately, there is also the Qingxu Sword. Even if it cannot avoid Yunxi's self-destructive explosion, this divine sword is still very spiritual and creates countless sword shadows, and then forms a sword shadow wall. It seems that it is intended to protect Dan Lin managed to survive the explosion.
The light of the dragon scales was like a huge wave, drowning Yun Chen and Dan Lin in the blink of an eye. The few purple jades in the cave were also exploded by the violent surge of energy.
Leaving everyone aside, Long Fushi at this time seemed like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, and like a wailing oriole that had been away from the mountains and forests for a long time. She had never run so wildly and openly.
In other words, she, who has always put shackles on others, has long forgotten what freedom is.
Her flaming red cloak is loose and her mid-length blue hair is high-spirited. With a smile that is so gentle that it can melt nine winters, she chases the green-shirted figure in front of her.
At this time, the lazy voice that had just resounded in Long Fushi's heart appeared again:
"Are you sure you like him?"
"like."
"Then does he like you?"
"dislike."
"Tsk, young people today are really boring~"
The puzzled jade shone with a reddish light, and Long Fushi, who was exerting all his strength in cultivation, quickly caught up with Qingyun.
"What are you doing here!"
"Take this opportunity and hurry up!"
Long Fushi didn't answer, just urged.
Within a few feet, he could get the jade pot covered with the Three Ultimate Evil-Sealing Arrays under the Night Owl statue, but as the strong light of the dragon scales flooded the entire cave, Qingyun could no longer hear any sound.
No, it should be said that everyone present has lost their sight and ears.
But the next moment, a high-pitched dragon roar suddenly sounded, and the originally devastating light suddenly dimmed and converged. When everyone's eyes regained sight, they were all deeply shocked by this scene!
I saw the sea of light being quickly absorbed into the dragon scales in Yun Chen's hands like an ebbing tide, and the original green dragon shadow behind him disappeared, replaced by a man in ancient Chinese clothes with long blue hair. Suddenly, an illusory figure with a handsome appearance that does not look like a mortal suddenly appears!
"No, this is impossible, it's Cangyuan! Ancestor Cangyuan!"
Alian and Yinghong were petrified on the spot almost at the same time.
That's right, the illusory figure several feet tall behind Yun Chen is none other than the thirteen real people in power of the demon clan today, the seventh among the nine dragons, the first generation descendant with the purest Tianlong bloodline, Cang. deep!
Cang Yuan had the same blue eyes as Yun Chen. Wherever he looked, whether it was the sea of fire from the Qingxu Sword or the sea of light from the dragon scales, they all disappeared, retreated, and even the purple jade that originally filled the sky disappeared. Not as eye-catching as his starry blue hair.
This power seems to far exceed the limit that the monks can imagine, as if it has already been above the spirit realm, sitting in the center of the myth.
"Boss's dragon scales? Yun Chen, what's going on?"
His voice sounded extremely crisp, even younger than Yun Chen's, but everyone could hear that what was hidden behind it was definitely the loneliness and confusion from eternity ago.
I don't know whether it was due to being severely injured by the Qingxu Sword or because of the confusion, but Yun Chen's pupils were still trembling, and he didn't pay attention to his ancestor's inquiry.
"Um?"
Just a simple word "hmm" made everyone present tremble with fear. Both their souls and spirits felt great fear, and their Taoist hearts were even vaguely unstable, as if the other party could send them into the endless abyss with just a sound.
"This is... Qingxu Sword?"
The danger disappeared, and the Qingxu Sword protecting Dan Lin also dispersed its sword shadow, revealing its original ordinary appearance.
After seeing that it was stained with blood that obviously came from Yun Chen, Cang Yuan couldn't help but snorted heavily. Dan Lin instantly vomited blood and knelt on the ground.
If it weren't for the support of the Qingxu Sword, he would probably have given Cang Yuan a huge bow right away.
"Who can force Yun Chen to sacrifice the boss's dragon scale? It seems to be this Qingxu sword. Junior, who are you Yun Youya?"
Phew~
Dan Lin, who was in the Concentration Realm, could not withstand such pressure from Cang Yuan. Even though he was just a shadow now, Dan Lin was still unable to speak and could only spit out blood.
"Forget it, since Yun Chen was injured like this, you can repay it with your life."
Cang Yuan seemed to be too lazy to talk nonsense with these ants. He stretched out a huge palm from his spacious robe and patted Dan Lin directly.
Only then did Dan Lin understand that when faced with certain powerful beings, sometimes you can't even think of resisting, let alone want to lift the Qingxu Sword and make that ridiculous fight.
With this palm strike, it seemed as if the sky was really falling and the earth was falling, and even the formation restrictions in the entire cave were showing signs of imminent collapse. In addition to boundless fear, everyone did not know what else to think about.
Only the greedy and dim-witted Greed Yu was still diligently biting and devouring the last gilded chain of the Night Owl statue, seemingly unaware that there was an additional being here who transcended the limits.
Just when Dan Lin thought he was about to die, the mutation happened again!
A bright and familiar figure appeared out of thin air and stood in front of him!
"Senior Cangyuan, why do you bother a junior?"
This voice was so elegant that it seemed like there was an unfailing calmness in his bones. The white hair shining with pure light like a glacier was scattered on the simple snow-white gown, making his slender back look so elegant. Suave.
The handsomeness of Fengshen is not enough to describe his appearance, and the admiration of all people is not enough to set off his aura. Only the aura behind him that is as grand as the sun and the moon can gather all the light and justice into a name that is unique in the world today:
Su Wuzhe.
Lord Tianwei, Su Wuzhe!
PS: A lofty spirit will give birth to gray hair, impartiality will not cover Kyushu!
