After realizing that Pan Dan would not appear, Yang Guang did not panic, but angry flames flashed in his eyes.
He sneered and looked at Zhang Qianyang and Xu Qingxuan, with strong murderous intent rising in his heart.
"What I hate most is betrayal."
"Today Gu Gu will kill you all and then go to find Pan Dan. All those who betray Gu will suffer a bad death!"
Li Daoxuan felt that the name Pan Dan was vaguely familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
Xu Qingxuan snorted coldly: "Tyrant, you want to bring trouble to the world, could you ask me about my flying sword?"
After saying that, he pointed his sword together, and the sword was like a green dragon, and shot towards Yang Guang again.
Zhang Qianyang also led out a Four-Nine Heavenly Thunder and continued to cooperate with Xu Qingxuan.
But this time, Yang Guang didn't seem to be trying to hide. He actually made a hand seal, as if he was casting some kind of magic.
The next moment, a golden light lit up from him.
clang!
Xu Qingxuan's flying sword was deflected, and Zhang Qianyang's thunder was eliminated by the golden light and turned invisible.
I saw a golden figure several feet tall emerging from Yang Guang's body, covering him. The golden figure would not move, but it had a sense of immortality and was very solid.
Zhang Qianyang's eyes narrowed and he blurted out: "The Twelve Golden Man!"
Yang Guang's red hair fluttered and he said with a smile: "Yes, back then Qin Shihuang issued a ban on martial arts and collected weapons from all over the world to cast twelve bronze figures. This is one of them."
"It's funny to say that Pan Dan found this golden man for Gu, but Gu will still kill him."
After saying that, he took a sharp breath, and countless corpse auras suddenly poured out from under the ruins and converged on Yang Guang.
Li Daoxuan opened his eyes and was shocked.
The zombies under the ruins were all kneeling down at this moment, turning into mummies inch by inch.
The corpse energy in their bodies surged towards Yang Guang, obviously wanting to sacrifice themselves to help Yang Guang transform.
Even the dead Yuwen Chengdu had strong corpse energy flowing out of his body, rushing towards Yang Guang.
Under the control of Yang Guang, the Jin people will not block the entry of corpse energy, but will only help him defend others' attacks.
boom! boom! boom!
Zhang Qianyang repeatedly triggered thunder, but the previously invincible thunder struck the golden man, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, leaving no trace.
The same goes for Xu Qingxuan's flying sword. The three-foot green blade can attack all things, but it cannot break the golden man.
"It's useless. This golden man was made by Emperor Qin. He took the soldiers of the Nine Provinces. It contains the humane emperor's energy and is the most solid. Let alone us, even if the old man comes, if he doesn't bring the three-five evil-slaying male and female swords, he will It’s hard to break this turtle shell quickly!”
Zhang Qianyang sighed.
Hearing these words, Xu Qingxuan seemed to have thought of something, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Among the golden men, Yang Guang recovered quickly from his injuries, and his red hair became longer and longer, almost hanging down to his feet.
A very strange aura appeared on his body, and his momentum continued to rise.
"We must not let him continue to get stronger, otherwise we will have to wait to die when he comes out!"
Zhang Qianyang's voice was solemn, but he didn't have any good ideas for a while. If he was in the Yang God Realm, he could try to attract stronger thunder to smash this golden man, but he still had old injuries in the Yin God Realm. It’s really beyond our capabilities.
"I understand, leave it to me."
Xu Qingxuan seemed to have made up his mind and said: "I am going to invite the ancestor's magic sword to kill Yang Guang!"
Zhang Qianyang was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he said: "Haha, how could I have forgotten that your Wanshou Palace contains the Wanren Divine Sword of Master Xu Xun's year? This sword is known for its powerful power. Infinite, if you can take it out of its sheath, it will be easy to defeat this golden man!"
The magic sword of Tianshi Xu Jingyang is called Wanren, but most people in the world call it the Dragon-Slaying Divine Sword, because Xu Tianshi once held this sword and killed many dragons that caused harm to the world.
It is said that all he had to do was stand on the riverside and throw the divine sword into the water. In a short time, the river would overturn the sea, the water would turn red, and the dragon corpse would emerge.
Only the old dragon that was sealed in the octagonal locked dragon well of the Longevity Palace was an accident. The old dragon was a strange species from the ancient times. Its magical power was comparable to that of the Four Seas Dragon King. Xu Tianshi fought with it for seven days and seven nights with the divine sword before killing him. Surrender.
"However, after Xu Tianshi ascended, he left the divine sword behind to suppress the dragon. If you ask the divine sword to be unsheathed, will it give the dragon a chance to escape?"
Zhang Qianyang asked.
Xu Qingxuan shook his head and said confidently: "Absolutely not. The ancestor suppressed the dragon. In addition to the divine sword, there is also a magic circle. As long as the divine sword does not leave for a long time, the evil dragon will not be able to take advantage of it."
"Besides, after hundreds of years of suppression, that evil dragon is no longer what it was before, and its strength has been greatly reduced. It is no longer enough to break through the ancestor's magic circle and cause trouble."
Zhang Qianyang felt relieved and said, "In that case, please hurry up and ask for the Wanren Divine Sword!"
Xu Qingxuan sat down cross-legged and began to chant the incantation.
The Taoist priests in Wanshou Palace also heard their conversation just now, and their eyes showed a hint of excitement.
"The Patriarch's Magic Sword? It turns out that our Longevity Palace really has a Dragon-Slaying Magic Sword!"
"Haha, I didn't expect that we would be able to see the Ten Thousand Ren Divine Sword today. Even if we die, we will have no regrets!"
"Bah, if you say anything unlucky, once the Patriarch's Divine Sword is released, the only ones who will die will be those evil spirits!"
…
For these disciples of Longevity Palace, the founder Xu Jingyang is the person they admire most.
They had grown up listening to the legends of their ancestors, but none of them had ever seen the ancestor's dragon-slaying divine sword with their own eyes. It was inevitable that they would feel regretful. They did not expect that today would be an eye-opener for them.
Longyou County, Longevity Palace.
In the center of the Taoist temple, there is a statue of Master Xu Xun. He has a slender face, carries a long sword on his back, and looks into the distance. He looks like an immortal Taoist.
A little Taoist priest was cleaning the fallen leaves as usual and murmuring something.
"Many senior brothers have gone out to slay demons, and they don't take me with them. When I succeed in my cultivation, I will also go out to slay demons and slay demons!"
After cleaning the fallen leaves, he bowed to the statue of his ancestor, and then took out his small wooden sword.
"Please protect me from the Patriarch and let me practice the flying sword technique as soon as possible."
After saying that, he took a deep breath, raised his sword finger, pointed at the small wooden sword on the ground, and said: "Quick!"
The wooden sword didn't move at all.
The little Taoist priest was a little frustrated, but not discouraged and continued practicing.
"The divine soldiers are as urgent as the law. Let me fly!"
He shouted several times, and just when he thought he was going to fail today, a sword sound suddenly sounded in his ears.
The little Taoist priest was startled, thinking that he had mastered it, but saw that his wooden sword was still lying on the ground.
Boom!
The little Taoist priest raised his head and saw a scene that he would never forget. He saw the statue of the Patriarch shaking constantly. To be precise, it was the stone sword that the statue was carrying!
Click!
Cracks spread on the stone sword, and wisps of bright sword light bloomed.
Under the gaze of the little Taoist priest, the gravel continued to fall, and finally a magic sword was revealed.
This sword is about three feet long, in the style of a Han sword, with a lapis lazuli hilt decorated with light golden tassels. The sword body is smooth with stars and clouds, and is engraved with the two ancient seal characters Wan Ren.
If you listen carefully, you will find that the sound of the sword is like the roar of a dragon. This is because this sword has killed countless evil dragons and is contaminated with the evil energy of dragon blood. The aquatic people in the world are terrified to see this sword!
With a sword cry that shook the whole sky, the Wanren Divine Sword flew out from behind Xu Tianshi's statue, turned into a golden light, and escaped into the sea of clouds in the night sky.
The little Taoist opened his mouth wide.
"The ancestor's sword... flew away?"
(End of chapter)
