King Garuda appeared in the Garuda Dharmakaya, flying through the air like lightning. Wei Shiqi stepped on the wind, fire and gold sand, but he could not escape. He raised the red copper hate stick, shouted loudly, and struck him head-on. The Garuda struck him head-on. The sharp beak pecked, and there was a loud sound as the sky collapsed, the void shattered, and the stars swayed. A huge force surged in, and Wei Shiqi retreated more than ten feet in a row before he could stabilize his body. King Garuda's golden feathers all over his body stood upright, with stars in his eyes, he shook his head vigorously and vomited. People said: "Happy! Happy!"
The eight celestial dragons, the descendants of Emperor Sakyamuni, the Asura king, the Yaksha king, and the Garuda king. All three are good at fighting, but their magical powers are different. The Asura king has a thousand-foot-long Dharma body, with his feet on the bottom of the sea, shaking the heavenly palace with his hands, and the Yaksha king holds The two swords of the night demon are fierce and invincible, but King Garuda found another way and refined the body of the golden-winged bird into a real treasure. It is infinitely powerful and indestructible. With a peck of its beak and a sweep of its wings, it has earth-shaking power. Yes, even if Wei Shiqi received the blessing of his life star, he would be dwarfed by him during the battle.
King Garuda's body and law were integrated, and ordinary means could not do anything to him. Wei Shiqi lowered his head and looked at the red copper hate stick in his hand. The skin of the six golden dragons was torn and their scales were broken. They had swallowed the essence and blood of the gods and souls of the gods before, and all the wounds that had been healed collapsed. , the dragon's eyes are blood red, and the violent energy is pouring out. He tightened the red copper hate stick with both hands, rushed forward, shook his arms, attracted the star power, and struck with the stick. Blood dripped from the eyes of the six dragons, and they all roared. King Garuda raised his right wing. Sweeping, the stick wings intersect, knocking the opponent out again.
Wei Shiqi's arms were sore and weak, his fingers were trembling, and he could hardly hold the red copper hate stick firmly. The golden dragon was severely injured, its muscles and bones were broken, and it was tightly wrapped around the stick. Its arrogance was ferocious, rising instead of falling. King Garuda was secretly frightened. The stick looked very strange. It was hit hard but it was not damaged. Instead, it seemed to be reborn from the fire. Now he relied on the Garuda Dharmakaya to suppress as much as possible. , If we continue to fight, we may not be able to move forward and retreat so smoothly. What's more, the opponent has not yet used the "Zhu Xian" golden talisman. The golden talisman turned into a sword and was unstoppable. The previous sword broke the Night Demon Sword and forced King Yaksha to stop, so he had to guard against it!
The golden dragon is the soul, and the red copper casts hatred. The master of the Golden Mother Palace created this fierce thing. The more seriously injured, the stronger the counterattack. King Garuda relied on his dharma body to be tyrannical and immortal, and he hit the red copper cast hatred stick in the middle. Wei Shiqi made his arms move, took a deep breath, and thought, the ten evil stars rained down the majestic blood light. In an instant, his true energy was restored, and he activated the power of wind and fire to return and fight again.
People and birds came and went quickly, like streams of light, causing the sky to crack and the earth to crack. No one dared to get close to disturb them, for fear of getting involved in a chaotic fight and damaging the fish in the pond.
The Dragon King led the crowd to attack the Zhengyang Gate. Wei Shiqi, the master of the Wuming Palace, could not avoid it. Since he took action, he would not hesitate and kill him to the end. He stretched out his hand, and the divine light in his palm flashed, and he drew a big sword out of thin air. The blade was not opened. The front edge is stained with rust, but at first glance it looks like a door panel, wolfish and stupid. Knowing the power, all the gods dispersed with a roar and gave up a hundred feet of land. The Dragon King held the sword in both hands and put the sword on his shoulders. He shouted: "King Garuda, please step aside for the time being. Is the Lord of Wuming Palace worthy of fighting with me?" "
The Dragon King made a cross move. Although King Garuda was unhappy, he did not want to fight with him. He spread his wings and retreated from the formation, leaving Wei Shiqi to the Dragon King.
All the gods in the Six Desire Heaven were removed from the human world, and the two palace masters Miluo and Tushita had lost their courage. In front of the Zhengyang Gate, only the Dragon King was looking up. After King Lou Luo, the Dragon King took the initiative to invite the battle, and he must be 70-80% sure. He pondered for a moment, looked at the Dragon King deeply, and retreated to Zhengyang Gate with wind, fire and gold sand spinning around under his feet.
He retreated without a fight, but his vigor was not lost. Previously, Wei Shiqi single-handedly killed Wuchangzi and Lu Haizhenren, defeated Yan Nanzheng and Li Laojun, and fought against the Yaksha King Garuda King in succession. He is worthy of being the first person below the emperor's son Tianhou Yuanjun. Cao Mu Mian and others can't compare to him. His reputation has been established. How can such a formidable opponent be underestimated? Even the Dragon King saw him retreating and did not say anything to provoke him.
The Dragon King was silent and waved the broadsword that resembled the door panel, pointing straight at the Zhengyang Gate. All the gods raised their fingers, blood surged up, and their hearts were full of fighting spirit. They all shouted together, and they rushed into the enemy's formation like a whirlwind. .
At the critical moment, the purple star shines brightly, the starlight spurts out, the stars are dim, only the ten evil stars come second, shining with blood light. Yan Nanzheng's chest felt like he was hit by a sledgehammer. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. His face turned pale. He put his hand on his chest and spat out a mouthful of pale golden blood.
Li Laojun's castration stalled, and the innate yin and yang robes made a hunting sound. A black energy and a white energy merged into the shape of a yin and yang fish, circling and chasing, holding up the starlight layer by layer. He knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly sacrificed the Yang Jun. There was a sound in the furnace, the fire eyes opened, and seven thunder dragons rushed out, wrapping tightly around the furnace body.
After all the mechanisms were exhausted, Qingqing's life was lost. Yan Nanzheng looked up and saw Arcturus quietly disappearing in the depths of the star field. The faint sense of soul in the dark was gone, and the life star was actually taken away. , abandoning oneself, who in all the heavens and worlds has such great magical powers? He shuddered, his heart sank to the bottom, and he vaguely guessed something. He turned to look at Mr. Li, panic and despair flashing in his eyes.
Mr. Li was startled. Why was Palace Master Milo so out of his mind? Even when he decided to obey the destiny and abandon the Emperor, he was still calm and confident. Could it be possible... could it be possible... There was a buzzing in his mind, and he suddenly felt blessed and realized something in his heart.
The starlight pours down like a tide, and all the gods in the Six Desire Heaven seem to be trapped in quicksand, unable to move freely. Only a few generations, such as the Dragon King, the Yaksha King, and the Garuda King, rely on their magical powers to exclude the starlight. be disturbed by it. Also bathed in the starlight, the true immortals of the Zhengyang Sect halls were as if they had been injected with chicken blood, their true energy was surging, their magic weapons and magical powers were at their fingertips, and their combat power was increased by three points. Under this ebb and flow, the two sides were in a stalemate, and there were even shameless people like Wei Shiqi who avoided the strong and attacked the weak, and only picked on the weak. Wherever the red copper hate stick passed, it swept away thousands of troops, and blood flowed everywhere. .
Without waiting for the Dragon King's command, King Garuda flew forward to attack the master of Wuming Palace. However, during the melee, he could not concentrate on catching and killing each other. After only one fight, Wei Shiqi suddenly escaped and turned to attack elsewhere. . When King Garuda saw the heavy casualties among his people, he was so filled with hatred that he abandoned Wei Shiqi and massacred the real immortals in Zhengyang Palace.
The Dragon King jumped into the void, turned into a wild dragon, and rushed towards the Zhengyang Gate. In the distance, he saw dozens of real immortals watching from the wall. Their Taoism was shallow, and their aura from the lower world had not yet escaped. They were obviously newcomers who had not yet ascended to heaven. The leader stood on the river of blood, looking up at each other. He was slim and slim, with white hair on his head, and a bewitching look on his eyes and brows. The Dragon King frowned, and a chill hit his heart. He transformed into a member of the Demon King Zizai, and the three Why did one of the Sixteen Heavenly Witches suddenly appear here?
