The wind and smoke are all pure, and the Tianshan Mountains are the same color.
A cloud raft came out of the sky, and three figures appeared on it. The first was a horse-faced monk. He glanced at one side and saw several people waiting on the mountain below.
The leader has a square face, his hair is tied up in a turban, and he looks like a serious monk. The remaining people are a bit strange.
First of all, there were three old men with the same appearance and appearance, each carrying an ebony coffin behind them.
Then there was an octogenarian man with a high bulge on his forehead, but it was not his forehead, but rather like a large deformed tumor, which was still leaning to the side.
There was another middle-aged monk next to him, with a one-foot dagger hanging from each ear, and his earlobes almost reached his chin. Then the two of them also had their own differences. One was wrapped in black gauze, and the other had both hands at the same time. He was leaning on two crutches, with a gourd hanging on each of them.
The horse-faced monk showed something strange on his face and whispered: "It turns out they are three old people and four strange people."
This horse-faced monk was naturally inherited from the Jiang family, and behind him were Taishi Zhe and Quan Youfeng. The three of them had no choice but to come from the Moyun Sect after receiving a letter from Young Master Chu Wei.
Taishi Zhe's face was not very kind as he walked along the way. Hearing this, he became even more serious and sneered: "If the Shinryu sect doesn't send a few masters out to look for a bunch of these things, we won't be afraid of getting into trouble."
Quan Youfeng smiled and said: "Junior brother, you are wrong. The youngest of the three old and four monsters has lived for four to five hundred years. He has already perfected his Taoist skills, so he should not be underestimated."
Taishi Zhe said coldly: "Oh, is it possible to move mountains?"
Mentioning this matter, Quan Youfeng also twitched and said in a deep voice: "Since there are so many people this time, under siege, I didn't expect that person to use such methods."
Taishi Zhe snorted but said nothing.
Since Jiang Shicheng brought the news back to the sect that the man was just a golden elixir monk, many people breathed a sigh of relief. They even speculated that he must have borrowed the power of some treasure to be able to do such an amazing thing. The move of moving mountains seemed to have lost its power, and instead caused people to be greedy.
But after all, other people's seeing is deceptive. As a person who witnessed it, Taishi Zhe really didn't want to go against that person anymore. However, he was able to refine the golden elixir because he owed the sect a lot to get the opportunity. Nowadays, whatever the sect's affairs are, it's always His share is indispensable.
While the two were talking, the people below had also discovered the cloud raft. Jiang Shicheng glanced at it and said, "Okay, junior brothers, be careful what you say." Then he dropped the cloud raft.
The leading monk took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "But fellow Taoist Moyun Sect, I have been waiting for you for a long time, Song Yuming of the Divine Style Sect."
Jiang Shicheng didn't dare to ask for help, so he hurriedly replied: "It turns out to be Taoist friend Song, I'm Jiang Shicheng." He introduced Taishi Zhe and Quan Youfeng, Quan Youfeng bowed, Taishi Zhe also restrained himself a lot, and reluctantly He smiled and cupped his hands.
Song Yuming nodded and said: "These seven are also helpers invited by our Shenliu Sect. I guess they don't need any introduction."
Jiang Shicheng chuckled and said: "No need, no need, three old people and four weirdos, I have admired your name for a long time."
Unexpectedly, the seven people just glanced at the three of them briefly, and actually adjusted their breaths. There were also two or three people talking to themselves, but they seemed to be too lazy to pay attention. Jiang Shicheng suddenly felt a little embarrassed and angry.
Song Yuming frowned when he saw this, and thought for a moment, but did not reconcile. He only said: "Three fellow Taoists, let's adjust the breath first. You will need your efforts later."
Jiang Shicheng was also exquisite, and his face did not change at all, so he responded: "This is natural."
At this time, the deformed old monster with a tumor on his head suddenly said: "Fellow Daoist Song, when will the dragon come?"
Song Yuming said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, don't be impatient. According to the true shape of the rain, the dragon will definitely pass here today."
The deformed old monster said: "I am just anxious to see the legendary high-grade golden elixir."
Song Yuming just smiled slightly but did not answer. Seeing this, everyone stopped talking and waited patiently.
About two hours later, a long chant was heard from afar, and a shadow appeared on the horizon, flying in this direction.
The Heavenly Waterfall Realm is a special situation. All mortals can be said to live under the protection of practitioners. They are no strangers to the practice world. They can also be said to live among 'immortals and mortals', so the practice world will not be too shy to appear. before mortals.
Split Cloud has been making clouds and raining for several months, and has been witnessed by mortals frequently. Among the common people of Yunlan Prefecture, it has gradually been called "Lord Jiao", "Lord Rain", etc. It is very happy with it and is not shy about it. It is normal for people to travel in such a high profile to show their saints.
Seeing the dragon flying majestically through the air, everyone was refreshed. Song Yuming raised his eyes and was slightly surprised, saying, "This dragon seems to have a high level of cultivation."
At this time, the middle-aged monk with the sword hanging from his ears sneered and said: "It's just a monster. Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I'll catch it."
Song Yuming said: "Oh? Since fellow Taoist has this intention, it depends on fellow Taoist's methods."
The deformed old monster said hey: "The Two Swordsmen are boasting again, be careful not to lose face."
The Master of Two Swords snorted lightly, without saying anything else, he stamped his feet and rose into the sky. However, two sword lights flashed in the air, one black and one yellow, and went straight towards the splitting cloud.
The attack of the Lord of Two Swords came suddenly, and Lianyun was unprepared. He succeeded with one strike and cut down on the dragon's body in an instant.
Seeing this situation, Song Yuming and others showed a little surprise in their eyes. The two accompanying disciples beside Liyun were even more shocked. They were a little panicked. The next moment, they saw the two sword lights on the green scales of the dragon. It left a white mark and flew backwards.
Immediately afterwards, a long roar was heard from the splitting clouds, shaking the sky and the earth. In an instant, wind and clouds gathered, thunder and lightning surged, covering the sky.
"What?" The Master of Two Swords failed to hit a single blow and flew out without even leaving any scars. His face suddenly looked a little ugly. Soon he saw thunderclouds rolling in, hiding the dragon, and there was a deformity coming from underneath. The old monster shouted: "Don't let it escape!"
The Master of Two Swords' expression darkened, and he was about to raise his sword light again and strike into the clouds, but he heard Song Yuming shouting urgently: "Slow down!"
I saw the thunder clouds surging, and a voice like a god boomed from the clouds: "Where did the thieves come from, dare to attack me!" Immediately, a thousand-foot-long dragon suddenly appeared from it, but the cracked cloud appeared and had not appeared for a long time. His true form had anger and excitement mixed in his eyes. When he opened his mouth, thousands of thunderbolts struck down!
The face of the Lord of Two Swords changed, and he hurriedly raised a talisman, and dots of spiritual light emerged, and he went to the top to greet him. He saw a thunder strike on top, and a little of the spiritual light was extinguished. The face of the Lord of Two Swords was One twitch, and within a moment, it was already on the verge of collapse!
Song Yuming said in a deep voice: "This dragon's ferocious flames are so fierce that we should not underestimate it. Please help all fellow Taoists quickly."
The three old monsters and the four monsters connected with each other, and suddenly two people jumped into the air. It was the deformed old monster and another monk holding two crutches.
I saw the old monster raised his hand, and a brocade handkerchief flew out and flew upwards. Wherever it passed, thunder struck and flew away like water drops falling on a lotus.
It turns out that the three elders and the four monsters are all heretics, and they have learned many evil arts. This generation of monks are most afraid of thunder, so they specially purchased this lightning protection brocade handkerchief to restrain thunder. Very useful.
The two men's brocade handkerchiefs opened the way and flew into the air in an instant. At this time, the talisman of the two sword masters had reached its limit, and they were about to be exposed to the thunder in the sky. They were finally covered by the brocade handkerchiefs, and they breathed a sigh of relief. His face was ugly, but he still said: "Thank you very much, Mr. Skull Dragon."
The skull dragon old man waved his hand and said: "This dragon is so ferocious that we should work together to deal with it and catch it quickly."
The Lord of Two Swords said: "That's exactly what I meant."
At this time, Liyun saw that the three of them could not be beaten by thunder, but he did not stop. Instead, he intensified his efforts to strike down with thunder. He turned around and ordered the accompanying disciples: "These people are all Jindan monks. It is useless for you to stay here. Go back to the meditation center." Report to the master."
The accompanying disciple hurriedly said: "Master, uncle, I have opened the talisman book and sent a letter to the sect."
Liyun didn't know about this yet, so he was slightly surprised when he heard this, and said: "In that case, you should hide quickly."
The two disciples hurriedly responded, set up their magic weapons and flew out. However, Liyun turned his head and looked down again. He saw that the three of them had already flown up to the top of the cloud carrying lightning protection brocade handkerchiefs. A fierce light flashed in their eyes and they smiled ferociously. Said: "You don't know how to live or die, how dare you pull my dragon's beard!"
The three of them thought that Lei Ming was Liyun's specialty, but they didn't know that this was a magical power that was only developed after Liyun refined the Fuhai Hou Jiao Pearl. It roared proudly to the East China Sea and disrespected the Dragon Palace, but it relied on its arrogant dragon body!
Since the thunder method was useless, the three of them had already escaped to the top of the cloud. The dragon suddenly moved its body and rushed out. With its three claws wide open and a cold light, it grabbed the brocade handkerchief.
The skull dragon old man's expression changed slightly, and he shouted: "We can't let it destroy the lightning protection brocade!"
But the Lord of Two Swords shouted: "Lord of Two Sticks!"
The Lord of Two Sticks heard this and understood what he meant. He swung one of his sticks, and the stopper of the gourd flew open, pouring out grains of shimmering iron sand. He then swung the other stick, and a black wind blew out of the gourd. Blowing out from it, Wuwu carried the iron sand and blew it towards the cracked cloud.
The sand and the wind have their own explanations. The iron sand is extremely powerful. The skin will burst when touched, and the flesh and blood will be blurred when hit. The black wind is extremely poisonous. It will cause dizziness and dizziness when blown by it, and it is difficult to cure it by inhaling medicine and stone.
This kind of Taoist technique is the best way to restrain barbaric beasts, but Huiyun is now also a Xuanmen spirit beast. He has gained a lot of insight. When he saw the black wind blowing, he didn't know the secret, so he didn't try to break through, and turned around to avoid it. Come on, don't look at its huge body, but now it is very flexible, walking through the clouds, and attacking from the other side in the blink of an eye.
However, at this time, the two sword masters also set up two sword lights, one black and one yellow, to kill. Knowing that the Cloud Splitting Scale Armor was strong, they struck at the eyes, nose, ears, and throat... There was no shortage of threats.
One dragon and three people started fighting, and suddenly dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the black wind howled. If Moti captured the dragon alive at this rate, I'm afraid there would be no winner for a while, and everyone below was shocked. .
Such procrastination is definitely not a good thing for everyone. The remaining three old men and one monster looked at each other and immediately rushed into the cloud together. Song Yuming frowned and turned around and said: "Three fellow Taoists, please follow me." I'll take action together, otherwise I'm afraid it won't be enough."
Jiang Shicheng looked solemn and shouted: "Junior Brother Taishi, Junior Brother Quan." Both Quan Youfeng and Taishi Zhe responded with hands, and the four of them stopped delaying and flew up together.
At this time, the three old men and one monster had already flown into the air. The black gauze-covered monster raised its hand and turned out countless hair-like ropes, which were entangled in the cracking clouds. The three old men shook their backs and immediately fell down from the coffin door, one gold and one silver. The three refined corpses of Tong flew out, baring their teeth and claws to split the clouds and kill them.
Liyun's eyes flashed, and he ran away. Several people hurriedly chased him. Unexpectedly, after chasing a few miles, Liyun suddenly turned around and whipped out a dragon tail whip. The three corpses were chasing after them in a hurry. As he dodged, there was a silver corpse that couldn't avoid it. It was whipped and twisted into a human shape with a snap. One of the three elders suddenly vomited blood and swayed in the air.
Three old and four monsters came out at the same time, but they did not have the upper hand. Instead, because the attack was too hasty, one person was seriously injured in an instant.
Song Yuming's expression changed, he set up billowing yellow smoke, pointed a little, and a yellow light flew out, and he and the other three from the Moyun Sect each used their own methods to kill the split cloud together.
Split Cloud was happy and unafraid. He opened his mouth and spat out, and the rolling demon swept away, closing the sky. He swam back and forth in it, and for a while he was evenly matched with eleven people.
In fact, everyone who is well versed in the art of fighting knows that fighting alone is a completely different concept than fighting against many enemies. The more opponents there are, the more complicated the methods, the more cautious you must be in dealing with them, and the easier it is to be attacked and killed. resolve.
So don’t look at Hui Yun fighting alone against the Skull Dragon Sou, the Lord of Two Swords, and the Lord of Two Staffs. He won’t be able to take down the Lord of Two Staffs for a while. That’s because he suffers from the scarcity of means and is afraid of the opponent’s evil methods, so he adopts a defensive approach. Otherwise, This would not be the case if they were really fighting for their lives.
You must know that Split Cloud is originally the great demon of Howling East China Sea, fighting against Haihou. After joining the sect of Xu Zhuang, he can go to Yunmeng Daze and other auspicious places to practice, practice Xuanmen Dharma, and refine the demon... It's true When it comes to one's merits, the three old and four monsters, all the middle and low-grade golden elixir cultivators from the side sect combined, are incomparable.
Looking at the situation here, Song Yuming's face turned gloomy, and a feeling of something bad arose in his heart.
He didn't expect that it was just a dragon, but it had such ferocious power. Everyone was using all their methods, and the situation was still in a stalemate. Could such a group of people really be able to deal with that mysterious high-grade golden elixir?
Song Yuming was like this. How could other people who were not even members of the Shinryu sect be willing to risk their lives? Suddenly, it seemed that everyone had a feeling that something could happen in their life. With some reservations about his actions, Liyun became more comfortable.
Seeing this situation, Song Yuming's heart sank. He knew that everyone was already thinking of retreating, but he also knew that he had no choice at this time. If he could capture the dragon, he might be able to get the Shinryu Sect to send experts to discuss the matter. It was about killing that high-grade golden elixir, but if he escaped from the battle, Chu Wei would definitely not give him a chance to survive.
Thinking of this, Song Yuming's eyes sharpened and he said, "Fellow Taoists, please surround this dragon. I have a way to control it."
After hearing this, everyone was in high spirits. Since they could succeed, they naturally did not want to fail. They immediately used various means. Without knowing what was going on, they were finally forced to come in front of Song Yuming.
Song Yuming turned his palm and took out a yellow talisman from his sleeve. A complicated look flashed in his eyes. He immediately cut it off and pressed his thumb upward. Suddenly, a trace of blood flowed into the talisman, lighting up the runes until all the symbols were lit up. At this time, Song Yuming suddenly said: "Sick!"
The talisman paper shot out quickly, shook in the air, turned into a big rope of yellow smoke and fell downwards, instantly binding the split cloud. No matter how hard it struggled, it was unmoved.
"Sixth-level Taoist talisman!" Everyone was slightly shocked when they saw this, but Song Yuming had no time to breathe. Feeling the fierce struggle of Liyun, he shouted: "Wu, that evil dragon can be captured without restraint!"
Liyun struggled violently, but the big rope of yellow smoke was getting tighter and tighter, as if it was about to be cut off in an instant, but he still refused to give in, and said with a ferocious smile: "What a good thief, do you think this can convince me? Wait for my master! I'm here, I need to make sure you don't get any favors from me."
Seeing that Xianyun was gradually bundled into a ball by the big rope of yellow smoke, everyone was relieved. The skull dragon old man chuckled and said: "Don't worry, little Jiao, just go with us. If the master of the Yin family dares to chase him, there will be masters of the Shinryu sect to take care of him." .”
The skull dragon old man expected that Huaiyun would be panicked after hearing this, but unexpectedly, the eyes of this ferocious dragon revealed a look of surprise. When the man was stunned, he heard a faint sentence echoing between heaven and earth:
"Oh? Really?"
(End of chapter)
