It was still raining heavily in the sky. After Li Daoxuan's Three Realm Pot was knocked away by Wu Zhiqi, the flood continued to rage and gradually rose. Some tall buildings that were still above the water were slowly submerged at this moment.
Many surviving people prayed silently, chanting the names of various gods, hoping that someone would come to save them.
But the reality is very cruel. The water surface is still rising little by little. The adults lift the children up, and the water has reached their necks. From time to time, corpses float by, which seems to symbolize their ending.
What's even worse is that some people saw several water ghouls swimming in the distance. Their eyes were shining with bloodthirsty light, and they could smell the smell of blood.
"God, I've never done anything bad, why am I being punished like this?"
"Of the six children in my family, this is the only one who survives. God, please open your eyes!"
"Guanyin Bodhisattva, Tathagata Buddha, Jade Emperor, no matter who they are, please show your spirit and save us quickly..."
When faced with a desperate situation, these helpless people can only beg for protection from gods and Buddhas. In this world full of monsters and monsters, human power seems too insignificant.
Maybe the gods and Buddhas really heard their prayers, and just when the water ghouls were about to go on a killing spree, something magical happened.
The water surged up and condensed into a huge lotus, lifting everyone up and avoiding the claws of the water ghoul.
The formless and colorless water seemed to suddenly take on physical form at this moment.
Then the breeze blew, and the fragrance of flowers floated.
A little child stared wide-eyed, riding on his father's neck, forgetting his fear, and exclaimed: "So beautiful!"
Everyone looked at it and were shocked.
I saw pieces of ice crystal petals flying in the wind, like a flowing sea of flowers, and like a snow brocade belt, beautiful and elegant.
The next moment, these beautiful petals were spinning and flying, like dragonflies skimming across the water, but careful people discovered that the color of those petals turned red.
Drops of blood fell into the water along the petals, and finally turned into jade-like white.
The expressions of those water ghouls were sluggish, their pupils were dead silent, their stiff bodies gradually sank into the water, and in the process of sinking, they split into two, two into four, and four into eight...
When they sank to the bottom, their bodies had turned into millions of fragments, like petals falling into mud.
On the water, those beautiful petals gathered together and turned into a beautiful ninth-grade lotus flower, which circled and danced in the night wind. Finally, it fell into a slender snow-white jade hand and turned into a white oil-paper umbrella.
Three thousand green silks poured down like a waterfall, all the way down to the willow-like waist, which was softer and smoother than the most precious silk and satin in the world.
Everyone could only see an infinitely beautiful figure walking on the water under the oil paper umbrella. The whole body was covered with a layer of glazed light. Their appearance could not be seen clearly, but they could vaguely see Pingting's graceful figure. She was undoubtedly her figure. A peerless beauty.
As she slowly walked by, the wind and rain in the sky stopped, and the originally violent flood suddenly became docile, calm, like a bright mirror.
This scene is like the legendary Luoshui Goddess, attracting everyone to continue to worship her.
"The fairy has descended to earth!"
"The Goddess of Luo appears, please save us!"
"Save my family, they were all washed away by the flood!"
"I was bitten by a water ghoul before and I feel cold all over. Please help me, fairy!"
In the face of everyone's pleadings, the woman who looked like a Luo Shen looked indifferent and didn't even look at her. She didn't even stop for a moment and walked straight ahead. In just a few breaths, she disappeared into the night.
There is only a faint fragrance of lotus floating between heaven and earth.
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Wuzhi Qi roared repeatedly, his fists wrapped with iron chains shattered the pavilions, and he fought with Guan Yu.
It wanted to go into the water and swallow the reincarnation of Erlang God several times, but was blocked by Guan Yu every time, and it couldn't help but become more and more angry.
Guan Gong was already tired, but when he thought that his benefactor was in danger, he cheered up. The dance of the Thirty-six Spring and Autumn Sword Techniques became more and more powerful. The green dragon carved on the blade had come to life completely. The sound of the dragon's roar shocked everyone and became louder and louder. .
Loyalty to heaven and earth, righteousness throughout the past and present!
Each of Guan Gong's swords is accompanied by brilliant spiritual power, which resonates with the world's loyalty and righteousness. Wherever the sword is directed, no matter how dangerous the mountains and rivers are, nothing can stop it!
For a time, even Wuzhiqi's indestructible body was seriously injured. The blood dyed the flood red, and the fishy smell rose to the sky.
Guan Yu, who fought a desperate battle, lived up to his reputation as a martial sage. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword was powerful and fast, sometimes like flying lightning flying across the sky, sometimes like a strong wind roaring into a jade tree, and actually beat Wuzhi Qidu back repeatedly.
It's a pity that Wuzhiqi, standing in the water, can continuously obtain divine power and is almost invincible. His injuries continue to recover, making Guan Yu's hard-earned victory wasted.
boom!
Following another confrontation, the red rabbit horse with four hooves wrapped in flames finally let out a mournful cry. This famous horse, the spirit of the divine horse, which is said to chase light and lightning and never retreat in a hundred battles, began to retreat for the first time.
It's already a bit overwhelmed.
Buzz!
The Qinglong Yanyue Sword made a clanging sound in Guan Yu's hand. The blade kept vibrating, like an afterimage, and almost fell out of Guan Yu's hand.
Wuzhiqi's laughter was very rampant, and he said: "Without gods and Buddhas, who in the world can defeat me? No matter how sharp your sword is, it is just a false god made by mortals. It's okay to be my pawn, but you want to kill me?" Haha, you are overestimating your capabilities!"
These contemptuous words made Guan Gong furious. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword felt the anger of its master and also let out bursts of dragon roars.
"Marshal Guan, Wuzhiqi, also known as the Xingshui Divine Ape, is almost immortal when standing in the water. If you want to defeat it, you must first let it leave the water!"
Wang Bo shouted loudly, passing on this key information.
As a disciple of the Chuma lineage, his body enshrines an ape immortal who has been practicing for hundreds of years. The ape immortal told him the secret of the water-promoting ape.
If you want to kill Wuzhi Qi, you must break through the flood first!
Hearing these words, Guan Yu's eyes brightened slightly, but then he frowned, because he did not have the magical power to make clouds and rain. It would be great if Zhenren Li was still here. He knew many spells and might be able to come up with countermeasures.
It's a pity that Li Daoxuan has fallen into the flood and his whereabouts are unknown.
"Hmph, it turns out you're just a little monkey. When I destroy the soul of this horse-riding general, I'll swallow you in one gulp!"
Wuzhi Qi glanced at Wang Bo. Under his fiery eyes, the ape immortal in Wang Bo's body was trembling. He kept reminding Wang Bo to run for his life, but Wang Bo automatically ignored them.
"But so what if you realize this, I knocked the gourd away, how can you, like you crooked people, still try to defeat my immortal power?"
Wuzhiqi looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice full of contempt.
"Everyone in this city will enter my belly today!"
Wuzhiqi said that he would continue the attack, preparing to take down Guan Yu in one go. As long as he killed this man, Chang'an would have no obstacles to him.
However, as soon as it raised its fist, it suddenly let out a light sigh and turned its head to look behind it.
The heavy rain all around became lighter and lighter, turning into a gentle drizzle.
A figure walks across the water, holding an oil-paper umbrella, wearing a light blue brocade dress, with white ribbons fluttering. Under the bright light, it looks like watching flowers in the mist, with the shadow of osmanthus in the moonlight.
She walked forward slowly, stepping on the river with lotus steps. Wherever she went, the heavy rain stopped and the strong wind stopped.
"Goddess Xiaoxiang?"
Wuzhiqi's eyes immediately showed a look of vigilance. The goddess Xiaoxiang is the daughter of the Yellow Emperor. She is in charge of the power of the water veins in the land of Chu and Yue. She has the ability to stir up clouds, spread rain, and overturn rivers and seas!
It was very surprised. Didn't Moro say that all the gods and Buddhas were dead? How come the goddess Xiaoxiang is still alive?
A hundred feet away, the Xiaoxiang goddess who was walking slowly with an umbrella finally stopped. The umbrella handle was slightly raised, revealing a peerless face.
The dripping snow skin and natural moon appearance are like the tenderness of the Chuyue River, and the endless wind and rain in Wushan.
But those clear black and white eyes, like the bright moon in the dark night, with frost on the top of the clouds, reveal a cold murderous intent.
Such a delicate beauty can be said to be the most beautiful in the world, but she gives people an extremely dangerous feeling, like a gleam on the back, which can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.
Wuzhiqi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought you were the goddess Xiaoxiang, but it turns out you are just a fake."
Chen Ziyu didn't say anything. She raised her jade hand, and a ninth-grade lotus flower rose from the water. The petals gathered together, and the treasure light was brilliant and the rays were shining, rippling with infinite vitality.
The gift of miraculous power, Padmasambhava!
Wuzhiqi's golden pupils glared, and under his fiery golden eyes, he saw Li Daoxuan in the lotus.
The little Taoist priest's injuries recovered quickly under the nourishment of lotus flowers. He even had three flowers on his head and five qi in his chest. He seemed to be in a state of advanced cultivation, and every inch of his skin was filled with brilliance.
As soon as Chen Ziyu made a move, Wuzhi Qi was shocked, and even had a lot of greed in his heart.
The background of this woman is definitely not simple, and her heels are extremely extraordinary. This lotus magical power contains infinite vitality and is infinitely wonderful. Not only can people recover from injuries quickly, but if they are practiced in the lotus, they can also surpass the creation of heaven and earth and gain the sun. The mystery of the moon!
This is a supreme magical power that points directly to the avenue of life!
Wuzhi Qi said: "I see that you are also a creature conceived by an innate divine creature. You are not on the same level as these filthy creatures. Why do you need to stand up for them?"
After a pause, it said temptingly: "If you are willing to follow me and help me practice, I can guarantee you that I will find the real Xiaoxiang Divine Seal for you in the future and help you achieve the path of immortality!"
It was born from the innate power of water and has a strong sense of divine objects in the water. The spiritual sense in the dark told it that even the human race that swallowed the entire Chang'an could not compare to this woman in front of it.
Guan Yu watched this scene with some vigilance, taking the opportunity to regain some of his divine power.
He didn't know whether the woman who suddenly arrived was an enemy or a friend.
"Girl, be careful, this monster is ferocious and cannot be trusted!"
Guan Yu reminded him loudly.
Chen Ziyu didn't even look at him, she just stared quietly at the lotus wrapped around Li Daoxuan. From just now to now, whether it was Wuzhi Qi or Guan Yu, she turned a deaf ear, and it seemed that only the lotus remained in her eyes.
"You also want the reincarnation of Erlang Shen?"
Wuzhiqi hesitated for a moment, then said: "As long as you are willing to submit to me, I can give you this reincarnation. Whether it is eaten alive or turned into a puppet, it is up to you. This is my biggest concession!"
At this time, Chen Ziyu finally spoke, her voice as cold as ice.
"Did you hurt him?"
Wuzhiqi was stunned for a moment, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
Sure enough, Chen Ziyu's green silk hair was fluttering and her skirt was flying. As her murderous intention gathered, the sound of lightning and thunder suddenly sounded in the dark clouds in the sky, and endless water vapor filled the air, which was bone-chilling.
Under Guan Yu's shocked eyes, frost formed on Wu Zhiqi's body inch by inch, turning into a huge ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.
Chen Ziyu walked on the waves and came to Li Daoxuan's side. Three thousand black hairs were fluttering in the wind. She lowered her eyes and stared at Li Daoxuan in the lotus, and her cold eyes gradually became softer.
The past events were still vivid in her mind. The journey was full of ups and downs, but she finally returned to the little Taoist priest.
She looked at Li Daoxuan's face quietly. After not seeing him for a long time, he became more handsome and resolute. She heard that chatty sparrow said that Li Daoxuan did not hesitate to take risks and go deep into the city in order to get the Supreme Gold Liquid for her. In the underworld, he fights with the ghost king of Xudu.
This little Taoist priest who relied on her back then and always called Sister Yu for help when in danger has now become a famous Taoist master and the Grand Master of the Tang Dynasty.
Seeing each other again after a long absence is naturally filled with infinite emotion.
It's just that Wuzhiqi won't let her remember it quietly. It was struggling hard when it was frozen, its golden pupils seemed to be beating with flames, and the thick ice layer made a crunching sound, and cracks were instantly covered with it.
With a loud roar, Wuzhi Qi shattered the ice and let out a roar.
"I respect you because you were conceived by an innate god, but don't think that I am afraid of you!"
Chen Ziyu frowned slightly, feeling very unhappy about this big monkey who injured Li Daoxuan and repeatedly disturbed her.
"Noisy."
She stretched out her palm, and a red lotus rose in her palm. She glanced at Wuzhiqi with her Zhanran eyes, and then blew gently on the red lotus.
Innate magical power·Lotus falls!
If the lotus flower is a magical power that contains the way of life, then the falling lotus flower is a terrifying magical power that touches the way of death. All things wither, birth, old age, illness and death, even gods and humans have five declines.
One thought can control life and death.
As the red lotus withered and withered, Wuzhiqi suddenly felt a great terror between life and death. Its energy and blood rapidly declined, and its green hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, making it look much older in an instant.
Although it did not die due to its extremely strong vitality and the replenishment of divine power in the water, its combat power was reduced by 30% out of thin air.
At this moment, its golden pupils stared at Chen Ziyu, showing a deep fear.
"I've given you the little Taoist priest, do you still want to be my enemy?"
The sound of anger was like thunder.
Chen Ziyu did not speak, but suddenly showed a faint smile, like a glacier thawing and a river flowing gracefully.
Just because the white lotus is slowly opening, Li Daoxuan inside is about to wake up.
Wuzhiqi finally noticed something was wrong.
"What's your relationship with that little Taoist priest?"
Chen Ziyu gently moved the oil-paper umbrella in her hand to protect Li Daoxuan from the wind and rain, and there was a trace of nostalgia in her calm voice.
"I'm just a lonely ghost adopted by him."
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