In the carriage, which was as spacious as a house, Wei Ziling was leaning on the pillow, drinking from a pot in one hand and a cup in the other. She seemed completely unable to hear or care about the brutal fighting outside.
It was not until Yelu Yanxi came to the car in person to plead, that she pondered for a moment, and then said: "Your Majesty, please send an order to withdraw the troops to avoid accidental injury."
Yelu Yanxi was overjoyed and hurriedly asked people to raise gold and withdraw their troops.
After the Liao troops, who had suffered heavy losses on all sides, had retreated some distance away, Wei Ziling held the exquisite white jade cup with her slender hand and stretched it out of the car window and poured the remaining wine in the cup into the air.
After the remaining wine left the mouth of the cup, it turned into a black dragon that was only as thick as chopsticks, but had a majestic head and horns and full scales and claws.
This little black dragon raised its head and let out a high-pitched roar that was incompatible with its body and resounded throughout the sky. Then it swung its body and soared upwards. Its body also expanded rapidly as it rose. In an instant, it had flown to a thousand feet in the sky above the Jurchen army. It also grows to the thickness of a water tank, dozens of feet long.
"Xuanming Guishui, the incarnation outside the body!"
Relying on the innate magical power of You Zhuwei in his eyes and the mysterious sense of the rare treasure "Water Dragon Pearl" in his belly, Hu Long instantly gained insight into the details of this black dragon.
The master of the Blackwater Palace collected the essence of the Guishui in the north, blended it with the cold air of the Yin Ji, and combined it into the "Xuanming Guishui", and then divided the soul into it to create an external incarnation, which was the same as Hu Yuan's "Burning Sky Flame" "Dragon" has different approaches but the same purpose.
However, Hu Yuan was able to become the incarnation of the "Burning Sky Flame Dragon" with the help of the rare treasures "Fire Dragon Pearl" and "Fire Control Flame", but Wei Ziling relied purely on his own cultivation and magic power. The difference between the two The difference between difficulty and difficulty, and the gap in strength, cannot be calculated by calculation.
When the Liao soldiers, whose morale was declining due to the setback of the offensive, saw the black dragon, they all became energetic. The wise men around Yelu Yanxi immediately took the lead in shouting: "With the protection of the black dragon, Liao will be victorious!"
The rest of the Liao soldiers were infected and immediately shouted in unison, shaking the whole country.
On the other hand, the Jurchen army looked solemn from top to bottom.
Wanyan Nianhan, who had been the vanguard to defeat the front troops of the Liao army, urged his horse to Wanyan Aguda and said eagerly: "The Lord of Blackwater Palace has taken action, please your Majesty immediately..."
Wanyan Aguda waved his hand, with a sinister smile on his face: "Wait until the opponent's hope reaches its peak and then crush it to achieve the best results!"
At this moment, the "Xuanming Black Dragon" stared at the Jurchen army below with a pair of huge eyes that were darker than the black scales all over its body. In its eyes, there was clearly a hint of indifference overlooking the ants and insects, and then it opened its mouth and spat out a foot. There are black beads the size of a bowl.
As soon as the bead appeared, the area within a hundred miles was instantly filled with freezing coldness, and ice condensed out of nowhere around the bead, instantly turning into a huge iceberg with countless spear-like spikes hanging upside down.
The black dragon circled three times in the air, and its tail slapped heavily on the bottom of the inverted iceberg.
With a loud bang, this huge iceberg that covered the entire Jurchen Army camp in shadow fell as fast as the stars.
Seeing that the Jurchen army was about to be overwhelmed by the iceberg, and even the men and horses turned into flesh, the Liao army burst into joy.
However, Tong Guan and others were worried, thinking that if the Liao Kingdom destroyed the Jurchens so easily, their reputation would be greatly shaken, which would be really detrimental to the Song Dynasty.
Only Hu Long knew that there would definitely be a turning point in this battle.
Since arriving at the Liao army camp last night, he has been monitoring the movements of the Liao and Jin parties with the magical power of "Heaven Seeing and Earth Hearing", and he has spied on many secrets on both sides. Even the few words of conversation between Wanyan Aguda and Wanyan Nianhan just now fell clearly on his ears.
Sure enough, amidst the cheers of the Liao army, Wanyan Aguda took out a black temple as big as a fist and like a toy from his arms, held it in both hands and raised it above his head, and shouted with piety and fanaticism on his face: "Respectfully Your Majesty appears!"
A line of black energy soared into the sky from the top of the black palace, and the sky turned into a big black hand that covered the sky and the sun. First, he lifted up the fallen iceberg, causing a huge iceberg to flip in the air and roll towards the Liao army that had retreated far away; then he gathered his fingers together and grabbed the "Xuanming Black Dragon" Catch it in the palm of your hand.
"How brave!"
With a cold scolding, Wei Ziling's figure flew through the top wall of the carriage like a ghost and flew into the air. She made a fist with her right hand and punched the huge iceberg that was flying towards him.
This punch fully demonstrates the power of heaven and man who have reached the realm of Tongxuan in martial arts.
Countless white fist shadows filled the sky in an instant, either upright, oblique, straight or curved. They hit the iceberg from different angles and along different trajectories. In just a few breaths, the "Xuan Ming" was completely destroyed. The iceberg transformed by the "Guishui" elite, which was stronger than King Kong, was shattered into ice crystals that scattered all over the sky. Then, with the remaining momentum, it blasted towards the big black hand that grabbed the black dragon.
"What a fierce little girl! But she is exactly what I like!"
A deep voice came from the black palace where Wanyan Aguda was holding him up, and then the big black hand ignited with a huge strange black flame.
This black flame seems to have extremely high temperature, and also seems to have the devouring power of a black hole. First, the black dragon caught in the palm let out a mournful cry, and under the burning of the black flame, it evaporated into mist and turned into nothingness, and then there was an endless white fist. The shadow fell into the black flames and disappeared silently.
At the moment when the black dragon and the fist shadow disappeared, Wei Ziling's face, already as frosty as snow, became even paler.
The shadow of the fist formed by condensing Gang Qi with most of her cultivation was swallowed up by the black flames. With her martial arts realm of Tongxuan Tianren, she only needed to adjust her breath slightly to absorb the energy of heaven and earth to make up for her own consumption.
The key is that the "Xuan Ming Black Dragon" is an external incarnation, which contains a part of her divided soul. Now that she is transformed into the black flame and refined, she has permanently lost that part of her soul. Although she will not suffer serious damage, she will. It is also a huge loss.
Hu Lu's eyes were slightly gleaming, and he stared at the black temple supported by Wanyan Aguda, wanting to use his innate magical power to see the foundation of this thing.
It was only through the outer wall of the palace that he saw a huge figure as tall as a mountain in the extremely vast and deep space inside. Before he could see its specific appearance, a cold snort like thunder came from his ears, which shocked him. My eardrums were ringing, my eyes were filled with stars.
At the same time, the big hand covered in soaring black flames in the air flipped over, and like a giant web, it fell towards Wei Ziling in the air.
It's just that Hu Lu looked at the angle at which the big hand fell, and he should have been enveloped in it.
Wei Ziling appeared out of thin air with a shakuhachi long, dark wolf-headed dagger, and with a slight scolding from his mouth, he slashed with the sword.
A thick sword light like a divine pillar reaching the sky was generated with the slashing force, slashing down with the terrifying power of Yue Fenjiang. With one strike, the big hand was chopped into dust and smoke, and then it slashed towards Wanyan Aguda who was holding the black temple high. .
