But Feng Miao had received the urgent news and expected that Xi Run's troops would be several times the number of the enemy's and would be enough to defend themselves.
He was so eager to achieve success that he only left more than a hundred puppets to guard the camp. He did not want to respond to the request for help, and directly mobilized a large army to rush to Shenzhou Island to clear Tongchenyuan's old nest.
Feng Miao urged the army to advance, and at the time of Chen Pai, they stopped outside the head of the island to escape the light. The two thousand demon cultivators under his command all straddled the puppet horses and formed an unknown formation, showing their strength and power.
The island is filled with smoke and smoke, which makes me feel blurred when I look far away.
Qing Ming stood proudly outside the island alone, silent. Her eyebrows are like emerald feathers, her eyes are like dotted lacquer, and her azure furry clothes cannot cover her exquisite curves. She is pretty but shows off her wildness, cold and yet reveals her femininity, and has a different kind of delicate charm.
Feng Miao looked back and said: "When I meet a beautiful woman in the sea, with a beautiful face and green temples, these words are suitable for the occasion." The demon cultivator took heart in mind and looked at each other with a smile.
A trace of amusement flashed in Qing Ming's beautiful eyes. He was too lazy to say anything and called for formation. He moved directly and suddenly ran towards the enemy in a flash.
Bamboo shadows flew across the sky, and six pure bamboos rose up in the storm, like pillars of heaven collapsing, majestic and pressing down on their heads.
Feng Miao was confused and unprepared, so he was shocked when he saw this. He immediately ignored Qing Ming's criticism of his lack of martial ethics and shook his body, causing all 206 bones in his body to ring.
In an instant, he transformed into an iron tower giant that was more than dozens of feet tall, with a mouth like a pool of blood and eyes shining like stars. It was like an ancient demon god came to the world. He gathered his iron arms and hurriedly held the sacred bamboo.
Boom! The loud sound of the bell pierced the clouds and cracked the rocks. In an instant, strong winds were blowing, the blue waves were muddy, and the underwater sea beasts shivered.
Qing Ming was vomiting spiritual energy to his heart's content, and the clear light of the bamboo shadow was blazing, making Feng Miao's joints crackle and scream.
Feng Miao fell into a passive and beaten situation at the beginning. His feet sank into the sea water for a few feet, and black mist swam around him, all accumulated under his feet to support his iron body. It seemed that he still had enough strength left.
The invading demon jumped from Feng Miao's crotch, controlled the beast and approached the forbidden area at the head of Shenzhou Island. According to the instructions of Huaying Demon Cultivator, he tried his best to attack the island. Thousands of streams of light overwhelmingly bombarded the island's barrier. The scene was spectacular.
The war drums were beating, and the cultivators guarding the island were waiting for work and quickly counterattacked.
Arrows shot out in the mist. Thousands of arrows dragged in colorful electric light, and the whooshing sound resounded in the ears. When the enemy came, they did not dare to retreat. They had no place to hide. Countless people were struck by arrows and fell.
Arrows were falling all over the sky like rain, and the demon cultivators' formation was in chaos. Even with the blessing of the light curtain, they could not defend themselves.
Boom boom boom, I heard the harsh sound of bows and strings drawn again, and I participated in the counterattack with the elders of Chenyuan Island Guard. Seven or eight rays of strange light penetrated the barrier as fast as chasing the wind, carrying strange red flames, ice cones, purple lightning, and golden thunder, and flew towards the enemy camp with the force of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
The cries of ghosts and wolves howled loudly. In addition to the infant demon cultivators who were directly at the front, the low-level demon soldiers were slaughtered all over. The difference in cultivation levels was clearly visible.
Seeing that the situation was getting serious, Feng Miao felt secretly panicked. He turned around in a wrong step, narrowly avoiding the impact of six pure bamboos, and kicked hard towards the head of Shenzhou Island.
Qing Ming holds the stick close to the water, slightly plucks the bamboo roots along the edge of his palm, and sweeps across Feng Miao's waist and ribs.
Bang-bang explosions sounded one after another, and Feng Miao's black, hard iron leg had the power to shake mountains. He kicked half of the head of Shenzhou Island into pieces with a sudden kick. Rocks flew into the air, and the Aoki Formation was unable to contain its divine power, shaking and almost collapsing.
At this moment, six pure bamboos broke through the air and swept across, and the wind miao raised its violent iron arms to meet them.
The bamboo shadow was merciless, viciously hitting his arm first, then quickly sliding to the front and hitting his floating ribs. There was a heartbreaking pain in my old waist, and Feng Miao crooked and fell.
Qing Ming was not busy chasing, his figure was flying, and he flew into the enemy camp in a blink of an eye, just like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep, bamboo shadows fluttered in the air, and he killed several people with the Transformation Infant Demon Cultivation Staff one after another.
The invading enemy was so frightened that he hurriedly abandoned his puppet horse and flew behind Feng Miao to avoid the disaster. Qing Ming also climbed up and continued to fight.
The wind and wind surged like mountains, and I wanted to organize my army to fight again. Suddenly, I saw the blue waves rushing wildly, and more than a hundred cultivators floating in the deep sea. Wearing Fengchun wooden clothes, carrying bone spurs, they threw fishing nets to catch the demon soldiers and hunted them wildly.
The defeat was like a mountain falling, Feng Miao suddenly lost his fighting spirit, and ordered all the troops to withdraw quickly, leaving behind a broken rear.
The group of demons were frightened and ran wildly regardless of their lives. With the waves rolling behind them, Mutong and Mulei personally led the Shenzhoushan people to pursue them. Anyone who couldn't run was captured and slaughtered.
Feng Miao struggled in pain, but the bamboo shadows lingered continuously, like a rainbow drinking from a stream, rushing and dotting, making it difficult to escape for a while. Watching his subordinates being cut up and skinned alive, he was so angry that he was so angry.
Don’t eat the bait soldiers, don’t chase the poor invaders! Mulei chased for a while, stopped the mountain people, and signaled the troops to withdraw.
Suddenly, I heard the cry of the phoenix in the blue sky, and a divine bird bathed in flames and clouds swooped down. The phoenix opened its beak and sprayed out a ball of fire essence. In the blink of an eye, the ground was thousands of miles away, turning the vast sea into blood red.
"Red Phoenix!" Qing Ming couldn't help but screamed.
Feng Miao spotted the opening and retreated quickly, turning into a flowing cloud and flying towards Langyu, completely abandoning the remaining men.
Chi Feng suddenly appeared, disturbing Qing Ming's thoughts. I wanted to find this phoenix, but unfortunately I rushed to Langyu to defeat the others with a small number. I was afraid that something would happen if I arrived late.
Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly saw the figure of Yan Ci standing up on Chifeng's back, pointing at the fleeing demon cultivator and laughing. Qing Ming suddenly felt dumbfounded, calmed down a little, and chased Feng Miao towards Cenglang Island.
The defeated demon cultivator was unlucky. He escaped from pursuit and was burned by fire. Along the way, he ran away crying for his father and mother, suffering heavy casualties.
The survivors were frightened and secretly cursed Feng Miao for pointing his fingers at the mountains and rivers. There were wolf dens everywhere along the way.
The rats scurry around for a long time, then saw the camp in the distance. They felt a little relieved and wanted to swarm into the camp, but then they heard the sound of a drum.
The demon cultivators were like frightened birds, jumping to the ground with their hearts in their throats.
Before the drum beat stopped, a new army emerged. Hu Buyi led the nine-tailed fox team to line up slowly. The white celestial fox magic sound armor was extremely bright under the sunlight.
The demon soldiers and generals looked at each other in confusion, while Hu Buyi was full of enthusiasm, like a sage waiting for distinguished guests. He said with a smile: "Everyone has been tired from a long journey, please come in and rest."
The defeated army suddenly let out several strange howls and turned over to escape.
Hu Buyi shook his head and sighed, and drove his troops to cover up the attack. Except for a few infant-transformation demon cultivators with amazing escaping skills and some stragglers, they killed the rest in one fell swoop.
The nine-tailed fox cleaned the battlefield with constant laughter and laughter. After getting some puppets, spiritual grass, spiritual materials, magic weapons and pure jade, he happily returned to Shenzhou Island with his troops.
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The sword that steps on the moon exudes a simple and cold sword spirit, and Luo Wangshu is like a fairy who steps on the moon, with a bright light shining all over his body.
There are traces of the moving ice wheel hanging in the sky, and the moonlight spreading everywhere makes the blue sky of early autumn immersed in the coldness, and the soul of the moon is everywhere.
There was an unspeakable melancholy in Xirun's heart, and all the gentle melodies were lingering around him.
The empty mountain is noisy with the sound of flowers blooming and withering. I look for flowers alone under the moonlight. The lonely branches of the flowers dance sadly in the melting moonlight.
"Dao domain!" Xi Run screamed in shock.
If the Taoist intention is the door to the first glimpse of all the wonderful things, then the Taoist realm is the ultimate of the Taoist intention, the origin of insight into the evolution, the symbol of understanding the infinite ultimate Tao, and the beginning of realizing the Taoist fruit.
In the whole world, only practitioners whose hearts are in harmony with the Tao can have a glimpse of its wonders.
The sound of the Tao circulates in the Tao realm, and Xirun is groggy, and sooner or later he will get lost in it.
The dust of the battle on Clang Island is gradually settling down. Although there are few participants in Tongchenyuan, they are all carefully selected elites and are the real main force.
In the melee, low-level demon cultivators played the role of making up the numbers, and the gap in realm made the resistance weak. After their defense line collapsed, the mob was wiped out one by one, leaving only the duel between Kong Ming and Huaying monks.
Wanlifeng, Yu Dushui and Lin Mo used their tyrannical Taoism to contain many of the demon cultivators' forces. The remaining cultivators united sincerely and continued to encroach on the enemy's army, completely breaking the situation of being outnumbered and outnumbered.
In the battle circle, a vigorous female cultivator who transformed into an infant attracted a lot of attention.
His body is covered with battle clothes, and he has a heroic appearance. The haggard look on his brows has not disappeared, but he is domineering and tender. His Bi Ai Ai's Beiluan Sword is flying around, accompanied by the sacred bird Qingluan, suppressing the two high-level demon cultivators. Was unable to fight back.
The Holy Fruit of Su Xin encompasses the Tao in the hair of autumn hair, and its meaning is endless. Not long after Han Bing took this fruit, he not only cured his stubborn illness, but also advanced to the infant stage out of thin air. This is probably something that no one could have imagined. result.
The defeat of the invading demon cultivator was decided, Luo Wangshu withdrew his sword and disappeared the moonlight in the sky, leaving the sky clear and high. Broken flower branches are still left in the blue waves. They are not illusions, everything is a real scene.
Xirun remained silent, his confused eyes filled with extremely complex emotions. In this situation, any words would seem feeble.
Regardless of Luo Wangshu's intentions or not, if Xi Run and his followers are executed today, it will probably be difficult for them to be compatible in the future.
She stared at the messy sea, thinking of the kindness and friendship she received from the demon clan, but now she had to kill the people in her clan who asked questions, and she felt filled with guilt.
Suddenly, a group of light and shadow was seen in the sky, rushing against the wind, and then flew across to Xi Run in a few flashes. Feng Miao was sweating profusely, with a look of panic on his face that had not yet calmed down.
Qing Mingxiang was dripping with sweat and followed closely, panting and saying: "You are a cowardless person, but you have mastered the art of applying oil on the soles of your feet!
Qing Ming has always been considered calm, like a rock in the sea, which remains majestic despite the surging waves. But at this time, her cheeks were flushed, her black hair was scattered, and her collarbone was dotted with sweat, adding to her sultry aura.
Luo Wangshu secretly felt funny when he saw this. The master of Qingming Peak was really willful! He turned his head and stared at Xi Run, saying: "Brother Tao, please help yourself. We will assemble the army and fight again in the future."
Feng Miao calmed down for a moment. Hearing this, he was confused for a moment and looked at Xi Run to ask about the situation.
Xirun sighed. His bad start was all caused by this stupid person who had his own way. He still had the nerve to ask? Now that the defeat was decided, it was useless to talk more, so he immediately handed her away and said goodbye, not bothering to pay attention to Feng Miao, and walked away casually.
Feng Miao became more and more confused, but how could he not be happy to pick up a life for no reason when he was surrounded by enemies?
Turning around to leave, Qing Ming said with a half-smile: "I would like to advise fellow Taoist friends to think about how to return to life with Xi Yao if they have some free time."
His words were full of ridicule, and Feng Miao almost wanted to become angry in embarrassment, but thinking about these words carefully, it was indeed a difficult problem that he had to face. He said awkwardly: "We have a long way to go, we will meet again soon." Then he turned around and left dejectedly.
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