"Ding..."
In the silence of all sounds, a crisp and loud voice resounded throughout the sky, a little gold was born from the void, turning into a small umbrella intertwined with brown and yellow in mid-air.
It is the [Hundred Mysterious Stone Umbrella] of Chengyan!
The surface of this spiritual umbrella spiritual energy was already covered with overlapping gold threads, firmly binding each umbrella bone, even if this spiritual weapon was constantly struggling, it was still difficult to escape.
This is the most wonderful magical power of [Heavy Fire Two Ming Yi] [Xuan? 】！ Unknowingly, suddenly locking other people's spiritual weapons, as long as the timing is clever, it can even have a huge effect of cutting off a person's arm in an instant!
The spiritual treasure was psychic, and at this moment, Chengyan was suppressed, and the [Hundred Layers of Mysterious Stone Umbrella] was immediately brought back.
Li Zhouwei's eyes stayed in the mountains, there were faint black flames jumping in his golden eyes, and every Changxiaomen disciple who lowered his head seemed to make the flames in his eyes even more turbulent.
He only raised his halberd horizontally, and the bright long blade pointed at the immortal mountain under his feet.
At the same time, there was a gradual roar of thunder, and 1,821 silver-white stemless diamond-shaped long blades emerged together, all over the sky, and as the blade of the halberd rotated, the thunder patterns on the long blade lit up together.
"Start the battle, only the main culprit."
This sound was flat, but it fell in the mountains like a thunderclap, causing the cultivators to turn pale suddenly, their white temples were covered with sweat, and the people on the left and right either wept silently, or lowered their eyebrows and murmured, but no one dared to say more.
Even most of the people stood up one after another, changing their previous indignation, not daring to look at the old leader, and lowered their eyebrows and said:
"Leader! Let's go..."
His own real person was suppressed, and all the spiritual weapons were taken away! 【Thunder Breaking Wedge】Once broken, there will be a forbidden break, and you may not be able to run out at that time!
Of course the white-haired man understood in his heart, looking left and right, extremely frightened.
Not only did Cheng Yan recognize the [Thunder Breaking Formation Wedge], but the high cultivators of Changxiao Sect could see it clearly, and the Qingchi Sect must be behind the scenes... Now that Changxiao is gone, Cheng Yan is subdued, and a great disaster is coming!
But at this moment, the white sideburns were frozen in place, and he lowered his eyebrows and gritted his teeth:
"The real person must have a trump card!"
"Boom!"
1,821 silver-white sessileless diamond-shaped long blades fell brazenly!
Unlike the brilliance and clash of ideas when the 'Heaven Gate' fell, the [Thunder Breaking Formation Wedge] was fixed on the formation, locked tightly, and silver-white lines began to roam the formation, and the violent thunder spread, immediately shaking the mountains.
"Leader!"
The sound of pleading suddenly sounded, and the white sideburns were indifferent, and their faces were surprisingly cold:
"If he enters the battle, I will definitely die!"
The thunder in front of the formation had become more and more intense, and even called the Yuan magnetism in the mountains to respond, the dead leaves floated, the clothes were entangled, and everyone was in a commotion, and the white temples said sharply:
"The Great True Man has not returned, how dare the sect let it!"
But Changxiaomen has never been the only one who says the end, the peaks are fighting with each other, they all have their own thoughts, the reason why the people on the left and right obey him is just the appointment of real people, now that the real people are lying under other people's magical powers, what is the use of his words?
Even if he shouted loudly, the faces of the people on the left and right did not change at all, the mountains darkened again, and the thunder storm jumped above the burst of light, and in the midst of a commotion, two people secretly looked at each other and shouted:
"Honor the Immortal Life of the Head!"
The white-sided man's face changed, but several hands grabbed his arm, and everyone had already surrounded him and walked into the hall, and some people cried:
"The leader is righteous! There are more than a hundred people in your clan... I will definitely protect the leader in front of the real person!" Please rest assured!"
……
Skyrim.
The bright white Heavenly Gate was shining brightly in the darkness, rolling colorful clouds spreading, and the brownish-yellow magical power under the Heavenly Gate was struggling desperately, but it could not shake a single cent, every collision was just to make the roll of bright white scroll suffer on behalf of Tianmen, and it shook gently on the door.
Li Zhouwei stood under the magical power, the entire mountain gate under his feet was already covered with silver-white thunder, he waited quietly, pinched the trick in his heart, and casually exhaled the black flame.
The small umbrella with a brown and yellow background, intertwined with gold and green, was lying in his palm, shining with the brilliance of Wutu.
This thing is considered a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and it is still more powerful in the hands of the Wutu monk, and 'Mingyang' is not close to 'Wutu', and in his own hands, it is even worse than the normal monk's use, so it is close to [Rushing to the Mountain to the Sea Tiger].
"It's a pity that this guy is also a poor ghost, that spirit embryo is definitely useless, the only valuable thing is this [Hundred Layers Mysterious Stone Umbrella], at least there is still some possibility of circulation in your hand..."
He was thinking about it, and suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly and said:
"Qinghu Daoist."
Only then did I see a middle-aged man appear on the side, wearing a long-sleeved blue shirt, a gourd tied around his waist, and a sword on his back, looking a little restrained, and hurriedly said:
"Congratulations... Congratulations, Your Highness!"
Si Yuanli witnessed the entire fighting process with his own eyes, even if he also intervened, he knew that Cheng Yan would not last long, but at this moment he was still frightened - Cheng Yan was defeated too quickly.
You must know that Cheng Yan is cultivating Wutu! This Taoist system is called no leakage, but it is not just a joke, it was actually played by the former Wutu monk! This Taoist system has a unique advantage over immortal cultivators!
Even if it is unbearable, it is still the Wutu Purple Mansion, and the practice is 'Immortal No Leakage', even if it is not the northern orthodoxy, most of the Taoist traditions in the East China Sea are stained with demonic paths, and it is really difficult for ordinary people to take him down!
"Defeat is too simple... One day, the white qilin wants to kill me, how long will it take?'
He was terrified in his heart and hesitated to speak, but Li Zhouwei looked at him, raised his eyebrows and said:
"Please!"
Si Yuanli quickly put aside his thoughts and nodded knowingly, the figures of the two changed together, and they had already appeared under the door.
The skin and flesh of the headless body were crystal clear, holding a brownish-yellow skeleton in his arms, and the billowing purple flames flowed on his Dharma body, but he suddenly didn't realize it, and knelt down in the purple flames.
The vitality of the Purple Mansion is extremely tenacious, and Cheng Yan and the practice of Wutu are originally noble Taoist traditions, but they have fallen to this point, and they can only struggle with the power of 'Heaven's Gate to suppress and wear down.
"My lord... Two lords!"
Cheng Yan's headless body lay on the ground, revealing its reddish-pink muscles and bones and a bright white throat, and he was completely out of breath, terrified, and mourned:
"Your Highness... Everything is instigated by Changxiao, I have a supernatural power, how much ability can I have in front of his great real person!"
Li Zhouwei seemed to have never heard of it, raised his hand gently, and took out something from the flames, but it was a bulging golden storage bag.
"Since Changxiao has left the Immortal Gate and is ready to sacrifice this place, then there must not be many things in the Purple Mansion in the Changxiao Gate... Some things are also in Chengyan's storage bag.'
According to the previous distribution, this thing was to be shared with Si Yuanli, he threw it forward, let Cheng Yan untie the magical power in the storage bag, and with a gentle snap of his fingers, the object was tied by the light of the sky and hung next to the scroll on the heavenly gate to show that it was not moved at all.
Cheng Yan couldn't care too much, and after a short pause, his tone was full of regretful anger and hatred, and said:
"Changxiao... Changxiao... I am loyal to him and risk everything with my life... He deceived me! But they used me as a vote... Whether it's me or Changxiaomen, it's just a tool for him to express his position!"
Cheng Yan was kept in the dark by Chang Xiao, got too much wrong information, and he didn't realize it when he knocked on the door, but now he has only stayed under magical powers for such a while, and everything has been figured out.
"Changxiao... Changxiao has already chosen the north...'
But even if he hated the East China Sea in his heart, he couldn't care about anything anymore, so he only said in a low voice:
"Now I have repented and fell into the hands of adults... I only want one life!"
"Although the villain's cultivation is not high... But it's also a purple mansion... has no ambitions, and is willing to defend one side for the lord... I am willing to be the lackey of adults, in front of the saddle and behind the horse..."
He was extremely humble, not daring to put that head on, only a headless body knelt down, and his shoulders were smashed into the magical powers, begging bitterly.
"Hehe..."
Si Yuanli watched quietly and sneered.
Li Zhouwei glanced at him with a smile and asked:
"Qinghu Daoist came to intercede for him?"
Si Yuanli shook his head and said quietly:
"Just remembering... A story in the history of the tribe."
"Oh?"
Li Zhouwei glanced at him, saw Si Yuanli and smiled:
"Back then... There is a [Bi Xuan Gate] in the State of Chu, which took in the scattered cultivators of the Zifu Xiang Owl who went south, and they were also doing things to guard one side, but unfortunately... The old real person of [Bi Xuan Men] fell in the war, and [Bi Xuan Men] changed its owner... The blood is still gone..."
"This [Bi Xuan Sect] is also in Helin, and there are many descendants of Xiang Owl Zhenren, so it is no wonder that the Helin family has a good bloodline! There are so many geniuses."
His words were too naked, and he even hinted at his origin, so he asked the headless body to lift up, and the skull in his arms endured humiliation and whispered:
"My father is serious."
"That's to kill."
Li Zhouwei laughed, but his tone was very resolute, causing Cheng Yan to grit his teeth and finally scold:
"Sima Yuanli! Your family stole the Chi family's Qingchi, and you dare to talk about usurpation!"
Si Yuanli sneered and said casually:
"The truth behind Qingchi is not easy to say, but the matter of Taoist friends killing their son-in-law and lewd sister is very bright! Poor those bastards, Chengyan Daoist friends also take good care of them."
Si Yuanli's usurpation was not afraid of being said, but Cheng Yan's affairs were even more disgraceful, so he actually asked Cheng Yan down, he trembled in his supernatural powers, full of anger, neither looking up nor lowering his head.
Si Yuanli didn't let him go, and laughed:
"You are an ignorant person, if you don't have sisterly promiscuity and earth virtue and demonic behavior, I don't think adults will care about you.
His words made Li Zhouwei squint slightly, but Cheng Yan's heart completely sank, and his headless body trembled against the ground, and his voice came from him:
"You... One is the northern clan who has gone through four dynasties, and the other is the imperial family and Mingyang's exclusive love, my ancestors are bound by the principles established by your ancestors. Your Li family is far away and is innocent, but you have the surname Li and the other is Si, how is it different from ancient times?"
"I'm a reckless person, and I should fall in your so-called gang Chang, what is there to say?"
Si Yuanli laughed and replied:
"It seems that I am right, in your opinion, your sister's lewdness is the brightest."
Flesh grew on Cheng Yan's head, his eyes were bright, he gritted his teeth, and replied:
"Light? I have supernatural powers, but I don't listen to your principles, Sima Yuanli, listen, you are just a child, don't think that it is the principle of the world, the moral victory of the world, I died in accordance with the current situation, not in accordance with morality, don't pull your moral banner, what kind of good thing is your Sima family!"
Si Yuanli's eyes were gloomy and he glanced at him lightly, but Li Zhouwei on the side held him down and said with a smile:
"Qinghu Daoist, don't force him to death, I still want to keep him and see if I can try Changxiao's whereabouts."
As soon as these words came out, Si Yuanli was slightly stunned, frowning and speaking, and Cheng Yan was even more cold-eyed, and sneered:
"Changxiao is cold-blooded and ruthless, how can he pay attention to me?"
Li Zhouwei said lightly:
"I have my own way."
The two magical powers shuttled out, Si Yuanli was still puzzled, Li Zhouwei glanced at him, sighed in his heart, and replied:
"Daoist friends are really careful."
Si Yuanli was slightly embarrassed and shook his head slightly, while Li Zhouwei casually took off the dark golden long sword on his waist and replied:
"My family's Taoist tradition doesn't like Wutu, let alone Wutu, if Taoist friends really need it, it doesn't hurt to stay here with this creation, but... I want [Hundred Mysterious Stone Umbrella]."
Even if Li Zhouwei didn't speak, [Baiyu Xuan Stone Umbrella] was probably his, he pushed the boat with the water and did a favor, Si Yuanli nodded repeatedly, without the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, and replied:
"Then trouble the Taoist!"
The golden-eyed young man raised his long jade and glanced at the magical power on the soles of his feet, [Huayang Wang Yue] was bright again after many years, and the mysterious patterns trembled and suddenly glowed!
[Splitting]!
The heavenly gate suddenly lifted, and in an instant it released endless brilliance, and a huge golden brilliance like a mountain broke out from the clouds, and fell down with colorful clouds, and Cheng Yan's angry and terrifying voice immediately resounded in the night sky:
"Li Zhouwei... You!"
But the long-weakened Wutu brilliance looked fragile under this brilliant brilliance, only to see the light called Changyue, and with a slight pause, it collapsed with a bang.
"Boom!"
A more vast brilliance lit up in the rolling thunderstorm, a strong aura rose into the sky, and all the dark clouds in the sky suddenly retreated, revealing a dazzling glow that shrouded thousands of miles!
Countless black lights converged from one point and quickly spread into the sky, thick fog spread, and the clouds above and below the fog sprinkled black soil like rain from it.
On the ground, there was an earth demon sense, the earth roared, cracking one abyss after another, and the evil energy hidden underground rose one by one, gushing out, mixed with gold, stone, fire and earth, spreading on the ground.
The black flames in Li Zhouwei's eyes became thicker and thicker, and the brilliance of Wang Yue in his hand was like breathing, excitedly bright and dark.
"The earth collapses in emptiness, the upper part is the haze and the lower part is the evil spring... The words are broken.'
Si Yuanli lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, not surprising.
He and Li Zhouwei had talked about this matter early, Si Yuanli is now a figure in the new dynasty, there is no possibility of making a rash move, even if he lends the spiritual treasure, he is taking a certain risk, but in recent years, he has a really good relationship with the Li family, and he is greedy for the immortal mountain, so he borrowed this thing.
Si Yuanli was pressing step by step in his magical powers, and it was not a battle of wills, it was completely intentional, he wanted Cheng Yan to fall here on the spot! The brilliance of Wutu will fall here, adding a touch of brilliance to his future mountain gate!
Li Zhouwei naturally could see through his thoughts, there were two people here, and several spiritual treasures to suppress it, even if he committed suicide, he couldn't make any big waves, but his suicide was small, Li Zhouwei couldn't bear it!
He came all the way, originally with the intention of breaking mountains and cutting down doors, so as to practice [Jiazi Soul Refinement Halberd Weapon Technique], you must know that Changxiaomen is famous for a while, although the history is not long, the foundation is very profound, and the reputation is also very loud, it is a very good asset! [Jiazi Soul Refinement Halberd Technique] can get this tempering, it is no longer just a small spell that can only be seen!
He tossed and went, just so that the world could witness Cheng Yan being captured by him, and then beheaded Yu Shanmen before he was killed, and the beheading and breaking the mountain overlapped at the same time... If he was allowed to commit suicide, how could there be a good show to sing? It was precisely for this reason that he had to appease Cheng Yan and kill him personally!
"What's more... Since he has magical methods, maybe he will still have immortal power after killing him...'
Li Zhouwei stood still in the rolling glow, looking at the undulating evil energy and fleeing beasts in the mountains, but there was a different meaning in his heart.
He felt that sooner or later he would have to face the Wutu monk, and he was secretly observing the battle with Cheng Yan, and he gained a lot:
"Wutu is indeed not leaking, Shangyao Fuguang is better, and Diqiguang, as a guest position of Mingyang, has greatly reduced his power on Wutu... Weakened even more!'
Just now, when the other party took over his [Di Qiguang], Li Zhouwei sensed it, and immediately warned in his heart, but he understood that timing was important, and he desperately used his mana to destroy the opponent's supernatural powers, but fortunately, Cheng Yan had already lost his courage... Otherwise, after a long time, [Di Qiguang] may not really be able to overwhelm his Wutu!
"Emperor Wei has been tossed for so many years... Mingyang's damage is absolutely there, but he has not completely fallen from his seat, and the loss is inside, not outside... This loss is especially reflected in the guest seat, one day he was really torn off... It's really the main seat and the guest seat are subdued by the light of Wutu Xiaguang."
He was thinking, but he listened to the fluctuations of inspiration in heaven and earth, there was a faint loud noise, and the black flames in his body suddenly surged, and he knew that the Changxiaomen below could not hold on, and sure enough, he listened to Si Yuanli's words:
"Huh?"
He glanced at it, raised his hand slightly, and the [Thunder Breaking Formation Wedge] turned back into a silver streamer and fell back into his hand, congratulating him:
"Congratulations, Your Highness!"
"Congratulations to the Taoist fellow as well."
Li Zhouwei closed his eyes slightly, but he was not in a hurry to fall, his body was in flames, he exhaled deeply, felt the feedback of the [Jiazi Soul Refinement and Halberd Technique], picked up the [Great Rise], and threw it gently.
This halberd was suspended above the mountain gate, gushing out with dark flames, and then he penetrated into the void, slowly fell, and landed in this Changxiao mountain gate.
The originally colorful, noble and elegant Immortal Pavilion seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, and the monks in the attic and on the stairs either cowered and knelt down, not daring to move, or riding the wind and trying to escape, and some even held magic weapons and fought with the Li family monks who fell from the sky.
The four golden characters of [Xiyi Changxiao] that were originally shining on the Jade Gate at the foot of the mountain were now dim, and the golden-eyed young man stopped in front of the door, and the rolling black flames immediately emerged out of thin air, spreading rapidly along the stairs.
He walked up the mountain step by step, the sky was scorching wherever he passed, the black flames rose, obviously the trees were unobstructed, but the towers collapsed one by one, and the monks who were still resisting in the negative corner were clinging to the black flames one after another, like talismans, exploding with a bang.
Rows of armored soldiers in white walked in, shuttling through the many steps and attics in an orderly manner, escorting up the Changxiaomen people who were ashen and at a loss, and there were only the sound of armor colliding and low crying in the mountains.
When the young man stepped on the top of the mountain, the entire mountain gate was in ruins, it had been pacified, and the billowing black invisible flames rose into the sky, while Li Minggong stood quietly sideways beside him, looking coldly at everyone on the top of the mountain.
"Meet my lord!"
There was still some chaos at the top of the mountain, but the Changxiaomen monks who opened the large formation had already initially controlled the situation, and the white sideburns were pressed down by the two monks who were at the peak of the foundation, and fell at his feet, and the man in black clothes on one side did not dare to look at him, so he only knelt down and moved up, and said respectfully:
"My lord... The head of the Changxiao Sect, the white sideburns, is here!"
Li Zhouwei's eyes fell on him, and he recognized the old man at a glance, swept the surroundings, and before he could speak, the man in black immediately raised his eyebrows, called for someone to push the hall behind him, and hurriedly said:
"The white-sided layman... It's right in the county, and his disciples who practice on the mountain are all here!"
Then he saw that five monks were tied up in the hall, all of whom had been sealed with six consciousnesses, lying on the ground, like five corpses, dragged forward and thrown to the ground.
"Helin County has turned to the right path, and he also has clansmen in the county, please wait for me a chance, identify them one by one, and be sure to kill them all so that the villains can be punished!"
As soon as these words came out, the white sideburns whimpered and raised his head angrily, but he was meeting the golden eyes, and before he could scold the words, black flames had already gushed out from his ears and nose, burning him all over the ground, and his whole body was covered in charred fireworks, but he was hanged by supernatural powers, and he couldn't die.
In an instant, the mountains were filled with his miserable howls, everyone lowered their brows in horror, and the crackling of the flames seemed to be louder, and the real person said lightly:
"Also."
At that time, he was besieged in the salty lake, there were six people, Yu Nanzi was killed by him, and Daoist Zhuang was killed by him in the market, and the white sideburns were here, and there were three people left.
But the man in black had already thought about it, and immediately dragged an old man out of the crowd and threw it in front of him, the man in black did not dare to look up at him, and hurriedly said:
"My lord, there were three more people that day, one of them was killed overseas, and the other fell in the Purple Mansion, leaving only this old thing that couldn't make an inch... Still living here!"
The old man's eyes were desperate, and before he could speak, the real person in front of him gently opened his lips, and a purple flame blew out, blowing the old man to ashes.
"That day, I borrowed my ancestor's sword and went out, but I couldn't kill it, which was really disrespectful.
"Yes!"
Li Minggong saluted and nodded, the corners of his mouth were a little more joyful, and there was still some unbelievable horror in his eyes, and he also did not dare to look directly at him.
Li Zhouwei set his sights on the man in black.
The man in black immediately kowtowed, burst into tears, and said respectfully:
"My lord... My lord... The villain was originally from Jingchuan... Wu Fan, I was brought here to practice when I was young, and I have heard of the reputation of adults!"
He raised his hands and took out a white-gray token from it, about a foot long, depicting cloudy lines, and shouted in his mouth:
"This is the secret order of the head of Changxiaomen... The treasure of preaching is for you!"
He was frightened again, but he also had greed and joy overflowing in his chest, and he only felt that his palm was empty, and he didn't hear a sound for a while, and raised his head slightly.
The person in front of him stood in the torrential flames, as if it was an illusion, this adult was taller than when he came, standing in front of him like a colossus, with a face full of golden lines looking down, he Wu Fan was lying on the ground, as if he could not reach the other party's knees.
Those golden eyes narrowed, the flames in his eyes were fierce, and his big claw-like hands gradually tightened, and powder-like silver light flowed down from between his fingers, casting a shadow that covered everyone:
"Where are the spiritual treasures and Taoist treasures in the sect?"