The general trend of the human world is actually mostly determined by the mountains.
In the sky far away from Eagle Castle.
The two sides confront each other.
Their victory or defeat almost determines the life or death of a Flying Eagle Castle.
Three natal flying swords plus two young men, wrapped in demon-binding ropes and colorful belts.
It can be said that the old man Gaoguan was trapped in a tight siege. It was not that the opponent had a large number of people, but that he was simply exhausted and killed by the opponent's endless magic weapons.
Facing two inexplicable young monsters, the old man Gaoguan seemed to know that he was going to die. His expression was sad and full of helplessness, and he said slowly: "If it weren't for this, when the young man in gold robe stabbed me with his sword, I would have exploded the golden elixir on my own.
Now, I will blow you to death with the remaining Yin Shen. After all, I was at my peak in my early years as a Great Golden Elixir monk touching the threshold of Yuan Ying. Even if you can escape, you will definitely not feel better. It is impossible to say that this beautiful skin will be gone.
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Lu Tai nodded and did not deny it.
From the corner of his eye, he kept staring at the two arms of the old man with a high crown, which were the real weapon that restrained the old man.
The old man was so sophisticated. He looked down and said, "They are all good things."
The old man looked around, feeling a little lonely, "If it weren't for the disciple of an ancestor from Taiping Mountain who coveted my Five Sacred Crown, but I was unwilling to offer it with both hands, how could I have fallen into the situation I am in today? He asked for it to no avail, so they had an affair.
Xiu, pay them to go on a killing spree, killing all my relatives and friends..."
Having said this, the old man laughed and said, "I am not a vegetarian, so I found an opportunity to kill these two Longmen realm monks. They are real geniuses, similar to the two of you. If you are lucky, you are expected to become Nascent Soul."
The Golden Core Realm is a sure thing. So Taipingshan went crazy and couldn’t care less about his demeanor. On the surface, it was a young Golden Core who fought against me. In the end, I was killed and my realm plummeted. What’s the truth?
Haha, what a shame, there is a Yuanying Earth Immortal behind that young golden elixir. He wants me to give tricks to that young golden elixir, so that I can gain the reputation of killing an old golden elixir, and also gain the reputation of killing an old elixir.
The real benefit of stabilizing one's state of mind is called making the best use of things. Do you think these famous and upright people are powerful?"
Lu Tai looked past the old man on the futon and towards Chen Ping'an in the distance.
He could talk to Chen Ping'an in the Heart Lake, and he was guaranteed not to be eavesdropped by all the monks in the fifth realm, but Chen Ping'an couldn't answer. The people in the city thought that the martial arts warriors' method of condensing their voices into a line was magical, but in the eyes of the monks on the mountain, it was really the most powerful thing.
It was a poor and clumsy approach, so Lu Tai wanted to know Chen Ping'an's decision, so the two sides could only make eye contact.
Knowing clearly that the two young men were flirting with each other, the tall-guan old man, who could be said to be on the verge of becoming a hero, ignored this. He raised his arm with difficulty, stretched out a finger, and flicked the sharp sword tip coming out of his heart. This was a heroic move.
, causing the old man to vomit blood, but the old man looked calm, "If he didn't admit his mistake, it should be the sword purchased by the No. 1 swordsman of the Chenxiang Kingdom from the Fuqi Sect with a lot of money. It was originally half a magic weapon on the mountain. After eating my blood,
, I finally made another step forward and confirmed the title of magic weapon."
The old man with a high crown laughed loudly, turned to look at the young man in golden robe who was stepping on the flying sword, and stretched out three fingers, "Boy, you are really rich. The long sword you are carrying behind your back, although I don't know why
It hasn’t been unsheathed from beginning to end, so it’s still the same magic weapon, right?”
Chen Pingan was indifferent and said nothing.
The old man with a high crown withdrew his gaze, looked at the sky, and took a deep breath. The strong wind in the sky made the sleeves of the embarrassed old man rustle.
"You two little bastards are ruining my life, so don't even dream of getting hold of my possessions!"
The old man suddenly laughed loudly and said: "My death is worth it. The sword in my heart, the ribbons in my hands and the demon-binding rope, plus the crown of the Five Sacred Mountains on my head and the futon under my butt, can barely be considered one piece. I can have five
Buried together with a magic weapon, the Yuanying Earth Immortal is almost the same! If you add three natal flying swords, the Mountain Top Immortal of the Fifth Realm will be nothing more than that, right?"
The old man's body began to decay, and bits of ashes fell from his body, but a dazzling brilliance bloomed from his dantian, shooting out in all directions.
Almost at the same time, Chu Yi Fifteen and Mai Mang all quickly retreated away from the Longmen Realm monk who was about to explode his Dantian.
As well as the long sword Chixin, which drank the essence and blood of the old man's heart, Chen Ping'an later pulled it out from the heart with the sword master's sword control skills. However, before pulling it out, he did not forget to stir it up and smash the old man's heart completely.
Obviously, even at the risk of his sword exploding, Chen Pingan must ensure that the old man dies.
The old man lowered his eyebrows, and as the colorful belt, which was very important to Lu Tai, left his arm, the old man with a high crown suddenly felt light all over. He no longer had to be fooled by shrimps in the shallows. The old man narrowed his eyes, just waiting for someone else.
The demon-binding rope on one arm was also taken away by the young man in golden robe.
But the old man was stunned.
The extremely high-quality golden demon-binding rope not only did not leave, but instead bound his arms even more, making it clear that it was going to be his burial object.
Until this moment, the old man had exhausted all his mechanisms and was still restrained in the end, and then he completely burst out the vicious violence and the panic hidden deep in his heart.
This uncontrollable fear and uneasiness are no less than when he was chased by the young Jin Dan from Taiping Mountain.
The Nascent Soul Earth Immortal shamelessly escorted the old man and forced him to feed the golden elixir in Taiping Mountain. Naturally, it was the tall-guan old man who spoke nonsense.
In order to create an illusion that he is willing to die generously, after the demon-binding rope and ribbon are loosened, he can separate out a ray of essence of Yin spirit, abandon his body and cultivation, and go away completely, although it will hurt the avenue.
Fundamentally, it is better than going back to the market to find a good seedling for cultivating Taoism in the first place, bewitching it with words, casually weaving a tragic and heroic story, and then work conscientiously to help it practice, and then wait for an opportunity to seize it.
No matter, don’t worry too much!
Even if the demon-binding rope is still wrapped around his arm, if the golden cicada doesn't escape from its shell, he will really have no choice but to wait and die.
The qi sea of ​​the alchemy room of the old man Gaoguan exploded together, the futon was completely destroyed, and the Five Sacred Crown was blown away and flew towards the young man in gold robe behind him.
For a moment, the strong wind in the sky was chaotic, exploding in all directions, and the spiritual energy suddenly collapsed, like a strong man striking iron in a sword-making room, sparks flying everywhere.
Since Lu Tai was a Qi practitioner, it was even more difficult. Even though he was fifty feet away, he still retreated again and again. Even if the situation was serious, Lu Tai still tried his best to tell Chen Pingan from the bottom of his heart and choose a position that could ensure his own safety.
Above, taking this as an opportunity to temper the body, mind, and soul of a martial artist will be of great benefit.
Through the chaotic atmosphere, Lu Tai couldn't see Chen Pingan's movements clearly, but he believed that Chen Pingan would take a safe approach with his caution.
Unknowingly, Lu Tai had already regarded Chen Pingan, who was in the four realms of martial arts, as a comrade. He was even willing to trust and even rely on Chen Pingan to a certain extent in certain life and death decisions.
It is extremely difficult for the Qi practitioners on the mountain who pursue their own immortality, especially the proud ones who are expected to achieve enlightenment.
The old man Gaoguan no longer expects perfection. Although he is keenly aware of the flying swords lurking in several places, when the alchemy chamber explodes and the light in the sky is dazzling, a ray of the essence of the old man Gaoguan glances at a gap.
Resolutely flash to higher ground.
Although there is always a strand of golden silk rope tightly entangled above the ghost, it can be ignored in this turmoil of shaking ghosts and gods.
I never thought that although the young man in gold robe did not fall into the trap, he did not reach out to catch the Five Sacred Mountain Crown, but let it fall to the ground without any delay. However, the ghost of the old man with the high crown was full of confidence and stepped on the crown.
Exaggerating the flying sword, the golden-robed boy couldn't catch up with him, unless he wielded the sword while using the square inch talisman, and the prerequisite was to find his escape direction, the three were indispensable.
Especially this opportunity is fleeting, because the demon-binding rope will soon be broken free by the ghost. The alchemy room and the sea of ​​​​energy previously self-destructed, and there is not much spiritual energy left on the demon-binding rope, making it difficult to firmly restrain the ghost.
Otherwise, why is it said that the monks on the mountain are most afraid of the word "just in case"?
In the sky, Chen Ping'an, a young man in gold robe, used the Square Cun Talisman twice in succession. Once he left the tip of the flying sword, and the second time he came to the essence of the ghost out of thin air, and for the first time he pulled out the Great Sword Qi Great Wall Sword.
With the "Long Qi" borrowed by Xian Jiu, Chen Ping'an was not distracted, and his mind was filled with the sword of Mr. Qi in the dilapidated temple facing the pink Taoist priest Liu Chicheng.
Cut it off with one sword!
The poor ghost is like a broken leaf of duckweed, washed away by the flood of sword energy.
There is no trace of this person left in the world.
After the sword was completed, Chen Ping'an was now in a miserable state of exhaustion. The entire arm holding the "Chang Qi" sword had turned into white bones, so that he could not hold the "Chang Qi" sword with his five fingers.
The long sword fell to the ground. Not only that, Chen Ping'an's whole body also fell to the ground in a slump.
On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, he was full of anxiety, whirling around his falling figure, but he was at a loss what to do.
Fortunately, Lu Tai, who had lotus talismans blooming on his hands and feet, intercepted Chen Ping'an in mid-air, and finally helped him stand on the tip of the slowly descending flying sword. Lu Tai himself was swaying in the air outside the flying sword.
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Lu Tai looked at the miserable Chen Ping'an, feeling both distressed and angry, "Chen Ping'an, you are too reckless! If you don't want to die, what if you let him escape? It's just a ghost. If you want to come back, at least
It will be decades or even hundreds of years later, will you and I still be afraid of him by then?!"
Chen Pingan tilted his head and vomited out a mouthful of blood, and looked at it moodily for a long time, making Lu Tai dumbfounded.
Chen Ping'an withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the high-altitude battlefield where the old monk died. There was no expression of satisfaction, "I am killing people."
Lu Tai quickly took out a porcelain bottle, poured out the fragrant and thick plaster into the palm of his hand, and slowly poured it on Chen Pingan's miserable arm. Even a guy as strong as Chen Pingan still grinned, Lu Tai said.
Tai explained in a low voice: "Be patient, it will make your bones become flesh."
Lu Tai found that he was looking around, as if he was looking for something. He understood in his heart and said angrily: "Just now I helped you catch the long sword and the demon-binding rope, and temporarily put them in the belt, but I had agreed in advance that the magic-binding rope would be
The magic rope is badly damaged and it will take a lot of money to repair it, but don't worry, I will pay for it of course."
Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief and then asked: "That high crown?"
Lu Tai rolled his eyes and said: "We are surrounded by wilderness and wilderness, so we are not afraid of others picking it up and taking it away. It is easy to find."
To be continued...