After saying that, he blew a breath and saw a breeze rising into the sky, reaching the white clouds flying into the Immortal Cauldron, creating dense clouds of mist. The white mist was blurry, hazy and misty, like a dream.
A sudden burst of laughter was heard, and white mist billowed from the mouth of the cauldron. A moment later, a Confucian scholar walked out. He was over fifty years old, with white beard and hair. He was holding a mahogany fan and looked very contented.
"When I'm free, I count peaches and apricots in the courtyard, and I leisurely look at all the mountains beyond. It's so easy to count innately, but a hexagram in the palm of my hand can last ten thousand years!"
The old Confucian walked while composing a song, striding out from the clouds and mist.
What was mysterious was that just as he walked out, the clouds and mist rolled behind him, and then another person followed him.
But he is a young Confucian scholar, his eyebrows are flying sideways, and he is walking with a sword!
"The spirit in the book becomes the edge of the sword, the universe in the ink turns into a dragon, the vast Qingming holds the right path, and the murderous aura spreads across the world!"
This person's murderous intent was high and undisguised.
But before he finished speaking, the clouds and mist rolled behind him again, and a moment later a middle-aged man walked out.
He is also dressed as a Confucian scholar, with his hands behind his back and his breath is calm.
"Three feet of Confucian shirt blows in the breeze, educates all living beings to understand the truth, and the awe-inspiring heart turns into a green lotus. Only when all the talents are exhausted can you become a saint!"
Another attitude, another temperament, calm and restrained, like a teacher who educates all living beings.
From then on, white clouds rolled over the cauldron, and Confucian scholars walked out of the clouds one after another, composing songs and walking, either impassioned or leisurely, with various gestures.
Linghu Bai looked indifferent, pointed his hand, and saw these Confucian scholars scattering in all directions, flying towards the deep and invisible shadow of the eighty-one demon gods in the distance.
Seeing this magical power, the Burial Emperor's face showed a solemn look for the first time.
He no longer dared to underestimate Linghu Bai, and he pinched the magic formula in his hand. Each of the eighty-one demon gods exuded a tyrannical aura. Starlight could not shine on them, and everything they passed was dark, and even the power of law could not exist.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, but one of the demon gods was holding a giant ax and slashed at the oncoming Confucian scholar.
The domineering power was enough to tear apart the space, but when it fell on the top of the Confucian scholar's head, it was unable to exert any force, as if it had been cut into the breeze, without any trace of blood.
The Confucian scholar smiled slightly and disappeared with the wind, leaving only a voice floating around:
"Is this the 'Six Paths of Heavenly Demon' you cultivate? It's nothing more than that!"
Amidst the laughter, two more Confucian scholars took the opportunity to attack. One of them held a sword, and the other held a ruler, both of them attacked his vital points.
The demon had no choice but to turn around and parry, but at this moment, a gust of breeze blew by, and the Confucian scholar who had disappeared before regrouped behind him and hit him hard on the back of the head with a peach stick.
This time, he was unable to defend himself. The Demon God was staggered, and stars were flying in his eyes. Although he was not injured, he lost a lot of face.
"Roar!"
The demon god looked up to the sky and roared, rounded the giant axe, and slashed around, and the demonic energy was like thunder and thunder!
The three Confucian scholars were suppressed by his demonic energy and could not be overthrown. They turned into a breeze and circled around them, and the demon gods could do nothing.
Scenes like this happen all over the sky.
Although each of the eighty-one demon gods had boundless magical power and vast supernatural powers, they had to face at least three Confucian scholars. They were defeated and beaten, and most of their demonic energy was eliminated. No one could gain the upper hand.
Linghu Bai still sat upright in the clouds, holding magic spells in his hands.
On the white jade flying immortal cauldron, clouds and mist shrouded, Confucian scholars strode out one after another, their whole bodies surging with magic power.
I don't know how long it took, but the clouds and fog cleared away, and the last Confucian scholar walked out, a total of 365 people, just as Zhou Tianyi counted.
These Confucian scholars stepped on the auspicious clouds, their sleeves were flying, and they were walking in the starry sky of Taixu. Their auras were connected with each other and flowed uncertainly. It was like an innate formation, mysterious and mysterious!
"What kind of magical power is this?" Emperor Zangtian narrowed his eyes slightly, with a look of surprise on his face.
"I created it by myself, and it's called: 'The poor calculate the world'!"
"What a 'poor person who plans the world'!" Emperor Zang Tian laughed: "You Linghu Bai tried his best to plan the world, but can you count the time of your own death?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he made a magic spell with his right hand, and a ray of light flew out from his sleeve and settled in the mid-air.
But it is a simple alchemy furnace!
The alchemy furnace looks like gold but not gold, looks like jade but not jade, and exudes a warm and ethereal aura. There are countless tiny runes on the body of the tripod, which overlap one after another, creating an infinite mystery.
There is a simple statue on each side of the alchemy furnace. The left side looks like a real dragon, and the right side looks like a celestial phoenix. The two echo each other, giving this ancient tripod a domineering and unparalleled aura!
For some unknown reason, the drop of immortal dragon's essence and blood inside Liang Yan's body suddenly jumped.
"Huh?"
Liang Yan's expression changed and he immediately reacted.
He looked at the statue on the left side of the alchemy furnace. He was surprised and secretly thought: "Could that be the statue of the Immortal Dragon?"
Before he could think about it, he saw Emperor Burying Heaven reaching out and patting him in the air.
boom!
There was a muffled sound, and the alchemy furnace shook rapidly. After a moment, the furnace lid rose into the sky, and a vast and ancient aura emanated from the furnace.
"Heaven and Earth Tire Furnace!"
Linghu Bai's pupils shrank suddenly.
In just a moment, five-colored light flew out of the furnace, reflecting the starry sky in the sky, and it was boundless, covering all the 365 Confucian scholars who were fighting.
The Confucian scholars who had already gained the upper hand stopped moving at this moment, their faces stiffened and their breaths stagnant, as if they had been hit hard on the back of the head and could no longer move.
brush!
The alchemy furnace flickered again, and the five-colored light rolled back from all over the starry sky, and the Confucian scholars were also involved. Each one of them flew into the air like a puppet, without any spirituality.
Hearing the sound of "dong dong dong", three hundred and sixty-five Confucian scholars were thrown into the alchemy furnace one by one.
The next moment, the furnace lid fell, the alchemy furnace ignited the real fire, and the statue of the real dragon and phoenix simultaneously emitted glow. The aura of the Confucian scholar quickly disappeared, and finally turned into a handful of green smoke.
"'Finding the World' is indeed amazing. The trick you created can be regarded as a Confucian classic! But unfortunately, its origin is still a wisp of wind and cloud energy in your body. In this case, it cannot escape the refining of the 'Heaven and Earth Fetal Furnace'
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The Burial Emperor said with a smile, admiration showing in his eyes.
But he was merciless in his attack. The magic power was activated, the Zhou Tian Demon God roared at the same time, eighty-one black shadows rushed towards him, and various magical and killing moves alternately evolved, which was bound to kill Linghu Bai.
Linghu Bai's face finally lost its composure.
The Heavenly Demon Killing Formation is infinitely powerful. It was supposed to be able to contend with "the whole world", but now it has been dissolved by the heaven and earth furnace. Not only has the supernatural power been broken, but even a wisp of wind and cloud energy in the body has been refined by the alchemy furnace. The situation is precarious!
call!
Hearing the roar of the strong wind and the shaking of the void, one of the demon gods came towards him with a butcher's knife.
Linghu Bai swayed and dodged calmly, but felt a cold breath coming from behind him.
Another demon swooped over, stretched out his arms, and transformed into a sky-swallowing python, trying to swallow him whole.
"go!"
Without looking back, Linghu Bai performed a magic trick, and a cloud of white clouds appeared behind him. The clouds rolled unsteadily, and after a moment, they turned into white rings, trapping two sky-swallowing pythons that were speeding towards them, and then went towards them.
As mentioned above, fly high into the sky of stars
The demon killing formation danced, and the eighty-one demon gods took action simultaneously. All kinds of magical killing moves came one after another, but Linghu Bai used his methods to resolve them one by one.
Just when the fight was inextricably divided, Emperor Buried Heaven suddenly changed a formula.
A golden bridge appeared in the starry sky, connecting the nine demons together. The evil energies of the nine demons communicated with each other, and the demonic energies were generated from each other, and their power instantly increased several times.
The Buried Emperor waved his hand again, and golden bridges appeared out of thin air, connecting the remaining demon gods together. There were nine golden bridges in total, each connecting nine demon gods, which matched the extreme changes of the Nine-Nine!
As a result, the power of the Demon Killing Formation skyrocketed, enough to create the world and destroy all living beings!
"The golden bridge quells chaos, and the power of demons conquers all sentient beings!"
Amidst the laughter, the Heavenly Demon Killing Formation enveloped them. The eighty-one demon gods were so powerful that they blocked all the men in the formation's way of life!
Seeing the evil clouds and demonic energy rolling in, Linghu Bai dodged to avoid it, but the Heavenly Demon Killing Formation at this time was no longer what it used to be. Even if he was a man of extraordinary cultivation, he would still not be able to do it as easily as before.
Suddenly, a ball of demonic fire fell from the sky and covered his figure.
Linghu Bai immediately raised his hand, slapped his forehead, and a white light flew out from the Niwan Palace, spread out above his head, and turned into three white cloud flowers.
The white cloud flower was only three inches in diameter at first, but it grew in the wind, and in an instant it was ten thousand feet in diameter. Linghu Bai opened his mouth again and blew out a breeze that blended with the white clouds. Suddenly, it was a million miles in diameter, blooming in the eternal darkness.
!
The infinite amount of evil energy fell and was dissolved by these three white cloud flowers. The clouds and mist rolled and washed away all the dust. All the evil energy and evil clouds were turned into nothingness.
"you!"
The Burial Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, the magic power in his body was running, and he wanted to use his magical power again.
But at this moment, the white cloud flowers exuded a fragrance, and Linghu Bai pointed his hand, soared into the sky, spun violently, and actually sucked all the eighty-one demon gods into it!
In just a moment, the auras of the eighty-one demon gods disappeared one after another.
Without the Demon God, how can the Heavenly Demon Killing Formation be used?
This was unexpected. Emperor Buried Heaven's face changed slightly, and suddenly he felt something in his heart. He turned around suddenly and disappeared from the place.
The next moment, a strong wind blew up from where he was. It was vast and endless, blowing the void into pieces, blending the starlight into it, and turning it into a killing force!
This is a murderous aura that makes even a saint palpitate. It overlaps like mountains and seas, killing everything!
However, the Buried Emperor had boundless mana after all and had arrived long ago, so he evaded in advance and calmly defused this wave of attacks.
"Linghu Bai! You are as scheming as me!"
An angry voice came from the void, but no Emperor Burying Heaven appeared, floating around, seemingly far away but still near.
He now knew that Linghu Bai just pretended to be invincible and deliberately led him to make a move, gathering eighty-one demon gods so that he could use his magical power to resolve them with white cloud flowers.
The whole process was so intertwined that even the Burial Emperor was deceived!
"Did you know that I have a heaven and earth furnace?"
The voice of the Buried Emperor came from afar, but Linghu Bai didn't answer.
He pointed his hand, white clouds and flowers bloomed, and mountains, rivers, sun and moon actually evolved in the starry sky. Seeing the beautiful mountains, the roaring sea, the sun and the moon, countless beautiful scenery blended into it, like a scroll, slowly unfolding in mid-air!
Liang Yan was shocked when he saw this painting that spanned thousands of miles. He always felt that he had seen it before.
"Eh? Isn't this the background of the Seven Sages of Mountains and Rivers?"
He had seen this Confucian treasure in the Jiuqu Yellow River Tower. The background in the picture is similar. However, the momentum of this scroll is more majestic. Although there are no portraits of the seven sages, the true meaning contained in it is
It will be better than many times.
Moreover, the Seven Sages of Mountains and Rivers is a magic weapon that took countless years of refining to come into existence, while this starry sky scroll was painted by Linghu Bai using his magic power. There is no need to compare the two, let’s judge!
"A wisp of wind and cloud brings all things into being!"
The fight has reached this point, both of them have used their magic power to the extreme. Linghu Bai stands proudly in the starry sky with his feet on the white clouds. His whole body emits a faint light, like the breeze and white clouds, which is unpredictable.
He waved his sleeves, and the white clouds stretched out, and the scroll stretched for countless thousands of miles, attracting the stars in the sky, and infinite starlight fell down, illuminating the scroll.
Immediately afterwards, the cloud map changed, the sun and the moon changed, and the mountains and rivers moved. The magic power contained in it covered millions of miles of void, and there was no place to hide!
boom!
There was a muffled sound, but the Burial Emperor appeared from the void.
I saw that his beard and hair were all white, flying behind his head. He looked like he had aged countless years, but the sparkle in his eyes remained as sharp as a knife!
"OK!"
The Emperor Buried Heaven only said "Hello", and his body shape changed rapidly, suddenly swelling several times, and his whole body was covered with magic patterns, exuding a heart-stopping and tyrannical aura.
With a move of his left hand, he summoned the furnace of heaven and earth and sacrificed it on top of his head.
At the same time, he flipped his right hand over, and a black iron staff appeared, which was nine feet long, with nine real demon seals engraved on it. The billowing evil energy condensed into the body of the staff, exuding boundless ferocious energy.
"Linghu Bai, I admit that I underestimated you! We don't have to waste time, let's see the truth now!"
After saying that, raise your stick and hit!
At this moment, the demon penetrated the sky, the evil clouds dispersed the starlight, and the powerful magic power spread to all directions. Even Wu Nian, who had become a saint, could not hold on, and blood flowed from all the seven orifices.
Linghu Bai's face was calm: "Don't show off your power, do you dare to fight with me?"
Before he finished speaking, he flipped his right hand, the wind and clouds gathered together, and a long sword condensed in his hand.
This sword body is half made of breeze and half made of white clouds. The two sides have different blades, but they are perfectly compatible and integrated!
when!
With a crisp sound, Linghu Bai raised his sword to hold the Emperor's staff, then turned around and flew towards the cloud map.
However, the Buried Emperor showed his true fire and sneered: "So what if I join your Three Thousand Clouds Map? Today, you cannot escape death!"
After saying that, he picked up his stick and chased after him.
The two walked and fought, and for a moment they entered the cloud map. They saw the sun and moon shining together, long rivers flowing backwards, mountains and rivers collapsing, and various mysterious spells coming one after another, trapping the Buried Emperor from all directions.
The Buried Emperor was not afraid, he sacrificed the "Heaven and Earth Fetal Furnace" above his head, and the five-colored light flew around. No matter how the cloud map changed, he could not do anything about it.
"Old friend Linghu, my skills are at a loss!"
Before the words were spoken, the staff had already fallen. Thousands of Taixu stars were attracted by it, trembling, and the starlight was flying around like snowflakes.
Linghu Bai's face was expressionless, he blocked it with his horizontal sword and made a finger gesture with one hand.
The surrounding wind and clouds gathered together, spinning rapidly, like wheels rolling over the head of the Buried Emperor.
