The cultivators of Kong Ming appeared on the scene, and because they were worried that the remaining power of their attack would harm their own families, they all tacitly chose to fight in the sky.
Feng Miao was defeated in two battles and Tong Chenyuan was defeated, and he was punished. He had a bone-cutting hatred in his heart, so he went out to attack Qing Ming alone to vent the anger of Thunder.
Qing Ming was full of fighting spirit and was too lazy to listen to Feng Miao's provocative nonsense. He gathered the strength of the bamboo shoots, straightened up six pure bamboos and chopped them.
The powerful energy surged around, the runes were flying, and countless bamboo shadows fluttered and pressed violently on the top door, taking advantage of the opportunity.
Feng Miao's figure retreated slightly, then advanced forward, clasping his hands to gather momentum, and launched a group of faint black light to fight.
Luo Wangshu looked at the leopard demon with pale head and snow-skinned ears, and said, "I've heard for a long time that Brother Tao has extraordinary powers, but unfortunately I didn't get to see him. Please give me some advice."
Bai Bao grinned innocently, revealing a hint of cuteness, and said with a smile: "I heard that the fairy crossed the sea alone in the past, and Bai has long wanted to catch a glimpse of her."
With a flick of his finger, two exotic treasures shaped like leopard teeth dragged the rainbow light, approaching from far away and rushing forward in a spiral shape.
The group of cultivators rushed up one after another, flying like lightning, showing their strength and bravery.
The human race has abundant combat power, each picking its own opponents and relying on the crowd to dominate the minority. Xia Yan and Qian Xue teamed up to suppress Xi Run, while Xuanyin and Xuanxu joined forces to fight against Spotted Tiger. In addition, there are still several people who are free and can provide timely assistance depending on the battle situation.
Suddenly, the vast and majestic ancient atmosphere overflowed, and the divine light flowed, and the sky almost seemed to be turned upside down.
The brilliant rays of light advance and retreat suddenly, vertically and horizontally, and the roaring sound of the fighting breaks out in the clouds. It is really majestic and majestic!
Xi Yao was not in a hurry to attack. He looked at the leader of the rebel army and said with an indifferent expression: "Xi has no intention of killing anyone. Why don't you all accept the preface? Let's stop the army."
At this moment, there is no need to waste words. War is not the best way to resolve disputes, but it is the simplest and most effective way.
Li Xiaoyang holds a sword full of vicissitudes of life. The Tai Cang Ancient Sword in his palm is as clear as autumn water. It steams with the aura of purity and morality. Just like looking up at the sky, there is still a bit of coldness floating in the deep mystery.
Xi Yao chuckled and said: "It is indeed a sword of Yazheng, but I can only sigh that its owner is immeasurable!"
Xuanyuan Yi interjected: "How can you hand over the fertile land of Shenzhou to others?"
As he spoke, he held out an ancient fairy sword with bright golden flames and fine seal writing. The sun, moon and stars were engraved on the sword's body, and the mountains and rivers were memorized. The shape of the sword was solemn and solemn, with ancient meanings.
Xi Yao didn't know about this object and asked doubtfully: "It is said that the gods of Kunlun Mountain collected Kunlun copper essence and forged a sword and presented it to Xuanyuan. Later, it was passed down to Xia Yu. It contains the strategy to rule the world. Is this true?"
Xuanyuan Yi said calmly: "It's just a false rumor in the world. The Yellow Emperor's sword was forged with the blood of Xuannv's heart-protecting spirit. It was inscribed with a heavenly book. It explained the changes in the world and the wonders of the rise and fall of all things. The sword has followed the ancestors to the immortal court. This sword is named Xia Ge and comes from the same source as Xia Yu Jiuding."
Long Jun said from the side: "The theory that Xia Yu cast the tripod is widely circulated, and some people have heard about it."
Xi Yao's interest became more intense, and he turned around and said, "Fellow Taoist, please tell me."
Long Jun said: "At that time, the world was in great power. Xia Yu picked the bronze from the Eight Wastelands and selected the right place to smelt the Nine Cauldrons, hoping to engrave the artifacts of the heavens to benefit future generations. When the cauldrons were being cast, strange phenomena occurred frequently. Fairy rain fell from the sky, the sky was full of clouds, and the Taibai Star was everywhere. It shines continuously regardless of day or night, and lasts for nine days to announce the completion of the cauldron.”
"The Jiuding artifact gave birth to its spirit. However, because of his greed for Taibai's light, he threw himself into the furnace and merged into one body, refining the sword of the holy way, Xia Ge Sword. Therefore, it is said that Xia Ge and Jiuding came from the same source." The spirit of the weapon was lost again. , Long Jun felt it was a pity, and continued: "Xia Yu regarded Jiuding as a treasure of the country, and moved it to the Xia capital to pass it on to future generations. Xia Ge Jian wore it personally, also known as Xia Yu Sword. The years have changed, dynasties have changed, and Shen Ding has experienced After many relocations, one of the cauldrons that channeled the spirit disappeared.”
The weapon spirit is born in nothingness. It is the product of the soul transforming into a spirit and taking form during the refining of the treasure. It can choose a master and make a contract, and it can stay silent in the treasure weapon to increase its divine power. It is rare for ordinary people to see it.
Lord Long raised his eyes and looked around and said: "Nine tripods, six male and three female, are carved with nine categories: celestial phenomena, geography, water veins, feathered immortals, human relationships, monsters, vegetation, strange birds and beasts. The small tripod held by the son is simple and natural. The immortal energy contained within is definitely the lost Feather Immortal Cauldron.”
The sound of words came from far away. Xuanyuan Hongjian and Yigao were fighting fiercely. His expression was indifferent, but his surprised eyes confirmed that Long Jun's guess was correct.
Xuanyuan Yi looked at his beloved son and said slowly: "Your Majesty is so sure, does he know the whereabouts of the other cauldrons?"
Lord Long grinned and said: "The world is desecrating the sacred artifacts, and the Dragon Clan cannot sit idly by and ignore them. Many years ago, Zhuo Jing moved the tripods to the mansion to serve as collections. If he hadn't mentioned them now, he would have almost forgotten them."
Li Xiaoyang was horrified when he heard this. King Yu's tripod was extremely famous, and it could be ranked among the Hongmeng holy treasures in terms of grade. The treasure dragon clan exclusively owned the eight tripods, and its strength should not be underestimated.
"You don't have to worry!" The Dragon Queen said with a hidden smile, "The dragons and grandsons of the inferior tribe have played tricks and used the eight cauldrons as chamber pots or spittoons. Now the divine cauldron has lost its spirituality and has become a mortal thing."
Before he could finish speaking, a beautiful sound suddenly sounded in his ears, and he said coldly: "Stop talking about evil dragons, hurry up and fight!"
Looking through the sound, there was a graceful mermaid whose face was covered with a blue scarf. Under her fan-like eyelashes, her bright eyes shone with a strange blue light. Her cold temperament was like the first flower buds blooming after the rain, quite a bit... Aloof and fearless.
The mermaid holds a fairy sword with a soft halo and colorful beads. The sun is shining slantingly, and the sword's spine is floating with colorful rays of light. The Zhiwang Sword is accompanied by the fish song, and the fairy spirit and beauty are perfectly combined, exuding a fairy spirit that cannot be disrespected.
The Dragon Queen has always regarded Yu Ge as an incompatible enemy. When they meet, she will tear him apart with her claws.
The barbarian girls' outbursts were really terrifying. They kept attacking each other without retreating even a moment, and they met each other head-on with their killing moves. They were extremely fierce.
Lord Long turned a blind eye, looked back and said with a smile: "The King Yu's tripod is known as the most important weapon of the country. When people from all over the world come to Xia Capital, they all pay homage to it. However, the ordinary eyes of later generations do not recognize divine objects and only regard it as a symbol of power. Jiuding It is destiny to be kept by the dragon clan after wandering for many places, but if you are interested, I am willing to give it to you for free, can you accept it?"
Xuanyuan Yi secretly scolded the plague dragon for being shameless, and said proudly: "After thousands of years of strife, the people of the Xia Dynasty are still standing strong, relying on their unyielding backbone and spotless backbone. King Yu's tripod is just silent. Witnesses bear witness to the ancestors who wrote historical poems. It is the mission of the existence of ancient relics to allow future generations to pay tribute to the heroic souls and admiration of the pioneers. Brother Xinglong was born out of thunder, and his life is tied to the sky. However, this act tramples on the way of heaven, which is unacceptable. Call it blasphemy!"
The words left Mr. Long speechless, and Xi Yao said: "Remembering the ancestors is the foundation of the clan, but please look at this sword before you speak highly of it." As he said this, he offered a cold flame and turned it around, with a faint fierceness. Zhang’s demon sword.
The blade is slightly narrow and curved like a crescent moon. Its ethereal color contains traces of strange red light, emitting the sound of a light dragon's cry.
Xuanyuan Yi and Li Xiaoyang both sensed the ferocious sword intention that Pei Mo could not match. They looked at each other and said with changing expressions: "Ming Hong Dao!"
Xi Yao said: "Xi once read the posthumous works of a noble literati and said that the Yellow Emperor made a sword and accidentally obtained an evil sword. He wanted to destroy it, but the sword turned into a red flying magpie and flew away in the clouds. Can you believe it?"
The group of cultivators remained silent. Rumors about the Ming Hong Dao were not uncommon. This story was quoted in many ancient books. Even though the whereabouts of the knife were unclear, everyone in the world took this theory as the correct explanation.
Now that the sword belongs to Xi Yao, many rumors have been disproven.
Xi Yao's expression was desolate, and he said slowly: "The cold smoke of the Qiujiang River rises, and the meaning of Hong Hu is hidden. I think of the war between the gods, Hong Hu lost his love, and threw himself into the furnace of his distant ancestor Si Youhuang to die for his love. This sword was derived from it, and he was filled with grief and anger. The overwhelming murderous intention. It’s a pity that the war situation has been decided by then, otherwise why would we let our clan cross the sea to avoid disaster?”
Xuanyuan Yi heard some clues and asked doubtfully: "Could it be that the nobles were once under the control of the God of War Chi You?"
Xi Yao sneered and said: "The world puts gold on Xuanyuan's face, saying that the Minghong Sword is actually a magical weapon that they despise. Do you think about the past and feel a little ashamed of this?"
After finishing speaking, he slightly shrugged his shoulders and slowly opened a pair of dark and shining wings of darkness. The purest and deepest black light was hidden and shining, emitting a mysterious and chilling aura.
Xi Yao spread his wings and raised his sword, and said in a deep voice: "You are stubborn, don't blame Xi for ending the war with war, let's see if your Majesty has the legacy of our ancestors."
He said no more, bent his knees and pushed the sword horizontally, and the light of the sword suddenly flew up, like a tiger coming out of the cage, without any remaining power.
The sword technique is simple and smooth, but the sword intention is extremely ferocious, full of sky-shattering power. Wherever it passes, the void fluctuates layer by layer.
Xuanyuan Yi waited intently, waiting to see the light of the sword flying through the air, rotating the sword body, and urging a vast and majestic sword wave to attack.
Xi Yao glimpsed the essence of the sword at a glance, and with a change of pinch, the sword's light suddenly converged from head to tail, connecting into a full moon-shaped halo. It danced close to the wave of the sword, bounced to Xuanyuan Yi's side, and slashed towards the center of the eyebrow. Down.
Xuanyuan Yi touched the cloud air and quickly retreated in the air. Xia Yu's sword spit out several balls of golden flames and curled up the blade. The impact sound was like the beating of a bell. After the noise, he and his sword were blasted several feet away, and his energy flow was reversed.
The light of Minghong's sword seems to be something tangible and qualitative, and it can break the tide of swords with just a little bit of imagination. He is also a cultivator of the realm of Kong Ming Perfection, but the power of Xi Yao's sword is so overbearing! Everyone was shocked to see it!
The ancient ape emperor had not yet gone to the battle, so when he saw this, he quickly set up a ghost-sweeping stick carved with images of monsters and ghosts and came to help.
This ape has unparalleled divine power, and his every move is struck with real force. Xuanyuan Yi's sword flies away from the wind, and his light and swift sword power complements it perfectly. They entangle each other with Xi Yao and kill each other until the sky is dark and the earth is dark.
Xi Yao fought hard against the two heroes without fear at all. Every now and then he saw the light of the green sword coming and rolling, displaying his unparalleled power.
Tai Cang Ancient Sword, Xia Yu Sword, Zhi Wang Sword or Ming Hong Dao, they are all rare sacred treasures of chaos. With a slight movement, you will see the glow of the sky, which is particularly dazzling.
Xinglong was also keen on offering treasures. He offered up a long sword that was exquisite, beautiful and gorgeous. The sword was majestic and flamboyant. The sword body was made with the skills of carving the moon and cutting the clouds. The jade ear was inlaid with the most beautiful sword. The purest tourmaline.
The Dragon Lord said proudly: "The Holy Dragon of Chaos wields a sword with a blade as sharp as frost. It has the power of roaring wind and thunder! It has the ability to destroy evil and pray for blessings!"
Li Xiaoyang said calmly: "No need to show off, just let it go and fight."
Lord Long smiled hoarsely and suddenly said: "I would like to test how much talent and knowledge Alliance Leader Li has."
The dragon's sword waved freely, and the majestic sword intent stirred up the surrounding areas. In an instant, strong winds blew up, the clouds roared, and several gloomy purple thunder fell from the sky, which indeed caused the vision of howling wind and thunder.
Li Xiaoyang moved in response to the moment, and the brilliant sword intent rushed into the sky, with the force of breaking bamboos, turning the thunder that hit the sky into flying butterflies. The sword tide rushed forward, dispersed the thunder clouds, and captured a clear and clear sky.
The two of them advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, making the sky cloudy and clear, but they still enjoyed it.
[Serialized on Zongheng Chinese website. ]
