The golden seal of Shangxu's imperial edict was originally a real treasure held by Cao Mian, the lord of Wangjing Palace. It has become a true spirit and transformed into a golden-seal boy. m. When Master Lu Hai planted the ancient bodhi tree, one flower per world, one leaf per bodhi tree, he took away the golden seal boy, extinguished the true spirit, purified the golden seal, and put it under control. Not caring about other people's things, Master Lu Hai forced out all the power of the golden seal and struck Shen Chenyi from a distance to help the master of Daze Palace.
The golden seal of Shangxu's imperial edict turned into a golden light, cut through the extremes, and crashed into Taixu. It was blocked by the true spirit Huiming. The true treasures were evenly matched and perished together. The void collapsed inward, and a large whirlpool spread out silently, with a radius of a hundred feet and pitch black. In the absence of light, Shen Chenyi and Shang Fucha both backed away, fearing that they would not be able to catch up.
The war at Zhengyang Gate was unfavorable, so Lu Hai Zhenren had no choice but to lend a helping hand. This move reminded the four palace masters Cao, Cui, Wen, and Xie that it was disrespectful to come and go without going back. The master of Yufeng Palace heard Nantang's thoughts and moved, Yin and Yang The father-in-law stepped on the auspicious clouds, and the wind swept away the remaining clouds, suddenly descending on Taixu, swinging his dove stick, and a thunder struck down.
Shang Fucha screamed, his whole body was as black as charcoal, he endured the thunder forcefully, he stood frozen for a moment, his knees gave way and he fell to the ground, revealing his original shape, but it was a ferocious beast, Tao Zhu, shaking his body , all the burnt black fur fell off, and he looked like an evil tiger, as bold as a caper, with a human face, tiger feet, and pig teeth. He roared low, and was quite afraid of his yin and yang father-in-law.
It turned out to be one of the four evil beasts in ancient times, no wonder it was so troublesome! The father-in-law of Yin and Yang raised his white eyebrows, and was about to take action to subdue him. Suddenly his face changed slightly, and he hurried away in the clouds. The Xingchi electric switch was thrown into the pole. In the distance, he saw the real Lu Hai standing on the Bodhi tree, with electric light all over his body, as if he was in the sky. Exhibiting some great magical power, Wen Nantang did not dare to neglect, and urgently recalled the true spirit.
Cao Mu Mian shook the soul-suppressing Gaoya Bao, Cui Huayang offered up half a volume of books, Xie Dongge hung the Xuanyuan ancient mirror on his head, and showed off their skills. Wen Nantang stepped back a few feet, holding a four-image and four-spirit-suppressing magic cube bottle in his palm, Lin, The four spirits of the phoenix, turtle, and dragon are lost in the depths of the star field, and Fang Zun only has their appearance.
The master of Daze Palace, Shang Fucha, has all the wisdom in his hands. He has calculated all the strategies, except that there is an ancient star dragon lurking in the extreme. If the river is intact, Master Lu Hai can use it calmly to kill Cao, Cui, Wen, and others. The four Xie people were trapped, why did they care about one thing and not the other, and fell into a dilemma. Now that the situation is gradually becoming clearer, the ambush outside Zhengyang Gate is unexpectedly tough. Shang Fucha uses all his methods, but is at a disadvantage. In this battle, Bodhi Palace will probably destroy the entire army and severely weaken their vitality.
With one careless move, he lost everything. Before the situation collapsed beyond control, he dispersed the teleportation array in his hand. With a long roar, he soared into the sky and stood on the top of the bodhi tree. Thousands of branches and leaves automatically spread out without any wind. , flashing with lightning, rushing towards the opponent with thunderous momentum.
Cao Mu Mian stood under the soul-suppressing Gaoya Bao and dispersed the lightning inch by inch. He was quite surprised. The wind never ended and the rain never ended. The attack of Lu Hai Zhenren was so violent. Even though he was not afraid of the lack of true energy, his soul was also It can't last, but what does he mean by this move? Cui Huayang and Xie Dongge also saw through the joints and only defended but did not attack, patiently draining each other's energy. Wen Nantang was a little embarrassed. Seeing the call coming, they had to sacrifice the Four Elephants and Four Spirits to block the magic cube bottle. Without the four spirits to protect them, they could only After a few breaths of stalemate, it fell apart and collapsed. Fortunately, Yin Yang's father-in-law arrived in time and swung his dove stick to resist it with more lightning.
The roar of the real gods from Lu Hai became louder and louder, like a raging ocean tide, rolling thousands of miles away in an instant. The real gods and generals who were fighting fiercely outside Zhengyang Gate were frightened by the roar, and all of them were so excited that they stopped and retreated in unison. The survivors of the Bodhi Palace seemed to have heard the sound of gold, and even abandoned the magic weapons they offered. They were as panic-stricken as a bereaved dog, and as anxious as a fish in a drain, escaping with its tail between its legs.
Shang Fucha spread out his four claws, his shoulders and back undulated, and he flew out a hundred feet with a huff. Shen Chen, the master of Biluo Palace, hesitated slightly and watched him go away, but did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him. Looking around, except for the soldiers who were trapped in a tight siege and unable to escape, all the enemies who attacked the Bodhi Palace fled to the extreme. The only ones who escaped unharmed were Shang Fucha, Zang Taiyi, Qiu Zhenren, Zhu Xuan, Monk Long Xiang, etc. There were only a dozen or so people, and 90% of them died outside Zhengyang Gate. The court also suffered heavy casualties, with nearly half of the twenty-eighth hall masters lost, and even more heavy casualties during the enshrinement rotation. Fortunately, Xuan Yuanzi was safe and sound, and Shen Chenyi was deeply relieved.
The trapped soldiers knew that they would not be spared, and did not ask for mercy. They gritted their teeth and engaged in a trapped beast fight. All the real people in the twenty-eighth hall took action, and the magic weapons fell one after another, smashing them into meat paste and leaving their hearts. A breath of resentment.
The overall situation has been decided, Zhengyang Gate is safe and sound, Shen Chen lets out a long sigh of relief, Shao Huaqing, the master of the Purple Mansion Palace, and Zhu Jinling, the master of the Wuhu Palace, both come forward to greet them and greet each other hand in hand. Both of them can see how powerful Shang Fucha is. In his eyes, even Ding Huoyun, the master of the Spring and Autumn Hall, was suppressed by his Buddha's light. If Shen Chenyi hadn't held him back with his own power, who knows how many fellow Taoists would have been damaged. This battle also allowed them to clearly see Shen Chenyi's magical power. Shao and Zhu resigned and gave up their desire to win.
There is a spiritual cliff on the birthplace, standing majestically in Taixu, as if to remind them that the enemy has only retreated temporarily, and the crisis has not been eliminated. The fierce battle outside Zhengyang Gate is just a slapstick, deep down, the four palace masters are... The fierce battle with Lu Hai Zhenren is endless, and the outcome is unpredictable.
No matter what, everyone finally got a brief respite and set about cleaning the battlefield and collecting the loot. Wei Shiqi led Di Chaohua around, and Quan thought it was an eye-opener. He took a look at all the real treasures and took away nothing except the remains that no one asked about. The blood river swallowed up many flesh and blood corpses, and the blood became thicker and thicker. Di Chaohua had a charming smile on his lips, obviously he had gained a lot.
The human voice gradually faded away, and there was silence in Taixu. Shen Chen stood on the back of the cloud beast with his hands folded, looking up at the Baizhang Lingya, silently thinking about his thoughts.
Shang Fucha and others left the battlefield and saw that no one was chasing them. They slowed down slightly and gathered together, exchanging glances with each other. No one spoke first. The whistling sound became louder and louder, as if it was urging something. Zang Taiyi, the master of Chongyang Palace, changed his face and couldn't help but said: "Is it possible...is it possible that the palace master..."
Qiu Zhenren subconsciously turned his attention to Shang Fucha, coughed, and asked: "Master Shang, please make up your mind."
Shang Fucha immersed himself in his journey. After a long while, he said coldly, "The palace master has summoned us. We should rush there. Do you have any ideas?"
Qiu Zhenren was hit with a problem, with a stern look on his face. He knew in his heart that the Master of Shang Palace was arrogant. He rushed to Zhengyang Gate this time and couldn't attack it for a long time. The loss of soldiers and generals was not counted. He was severely defeated by his opponent. This feeling was blocked in his chest. I really can't swallow it. But who doesn’t? They had everything they needed in Thirty-three, how could they ever suffer such a big loss!
