"I know you!" Zhang Jizhou stared at Shuo Yu who came up to challenge him, "Sixty years ago, you were just a young monk attending the Tianyu Taoist Association, but I was the one who escorted me to the Young Master.
A powerful person with magical powers who goes to fight, even if sixty years later, you become a new magical power, but I am about to step into the spiritual mirror, how can you have the confidence to fight with me!"
Shuo Jong has a stalwart figure, with thick slightly curly black hair draped over his shoulders, and a red scarf tied on his forehead. With his original roughness and modified broadness, he said, "Before the big event of life and death, no matter what you were like before.
Like this, all I need to know is that I am the last one standing!"
The two figures collided together, like two drums beating each other. Two beasts confronting each other. Two mountains collided, each with different ways of strength, but it was vividly reflected.
Zhangjizhou is open and closed, Shuoyu is wild and happy.
Zhang Jizhou has a martial arts heart that can defeat ten groups with one force, and Shuo Yu has a burning heart that will lead to death without fighting.
Their respective magical powers and secrets were frequently revealed, and the battle became farther and farther away. The battle caused rivers to flow backwards, mountain peaks to collapse, and the battle left scars on them and they fell into misery.
On the other side, Lianwei faced Wu Qu's arrogant Dharma master Tian Yuxue. The two turned into light and flew to an uninhabited place, using various tricks.
Tian Yuxue's eyebrows and hair were all white, and his expression was as cold as a glacier. Perhaps it was because of this person's skills or Taoism. Lianwei immediately noticed that his soul, Yuanli, flesh and blood, spirit bones, and even his luck were all different.
She was in a strange frozen state. If she wanted to use it to ward off the evil, she might not be able to get immediate results.
Lianwei glanced at the other strongest magical powers who were fighting against Taiyi Zhenjun, and the smile in his eyes deepened. Wu Qu really arranged different opponents based on the characteristics of each of them. I wonder if they are the same.
I really got to know the true nature of people like myself.
"The sky is frozen and the earth is closed, and the six branches are flying." Tian Yuxue held a gold-handled feather fan in her hand, and when she exited the spell, thousands of miles of snow fell, and thousands of miles of ice covered all the magic. All movements were frozen, close to the place where the two were fighting.
Several soldiers were immediately sealed and shattered into ice slag by the biting wind.
The power of the narrow space circulated in the body, removing the stagnation in the meridians. The Dharma was spoken, and the entire frozen world suddenly shattered.
Tian Yuxue's raised brows were reflected in the crystal cold shards. He was slightly shocked, what a powerful space technique.
On the battlefield in front of the main city, 30,000 golden-armored heavenly soldiers and 8,000 armored warriors were fighting fiercely. Jiujiu was surrounded by the remaining four strongest magical powers. He held the end of the Eight-Treasure Panlong Spear in his hand.
The majestic energy shook the people around him away, but soon, Fang Tianhua halberd came at him forcefully and nearly knocked his spear away.
When he was about to drink, he took a closer look at the general who was wrapped in helmet and armor, and his heart moved, "Aren't you the one who ambushed us in Qihuan Cave? It turns out to be Wu Qu's general!"
Feng Lu laughed and said, "It's hard for me, brother, to still remember me. It's a good time to win or lose today!"
"Watch the gun!" Jin Jiujiu fired again and again, but his heart tightened. If there was no accident last time, it was his group who created that strange dark barrier that trapped him and Yu Sheng in the cave.
If this move is repeated this time, the outcome will be in danger.
He stabbed out a spear with great force, cutting open a thousand-foot ravine, and shouted in a skipping voice, "The promised raiding array, the high priest, hurry up, all the old friends are coming to the door!"
Old friend?
Wu Feiyu at the top of the city moved her eyes away from Rong Yu and looked at Feng Lu. She didn't know this person, but fortunately, Jin Jiu immediately sent a message to explain.
Jin Jiujiu only knew that Feng Lu and his group had helped Qi Huan deal with the Day Clan, but he didn't know that she, Zhan Changfeng and Hua Jianci suspected that they were related to the Nirvana Society and the Heaven Devouring Clan.
Wu Feiyu felt a little weird. After all, the dark barrier had appeared in front of Zhan Changfeng many times. If they were smart and cautious enough, they should have guessed that Zhan Changfeng would pay attention to their origins. How could they dare to appear openly again.
Keeping this doubt in mind, Wu Feiyu glanced around. It wasn't that she didn't take action, but that she vaguely sensed that there was something nearby that could defeat the poison. She just confirmed that the thing was on Rong Yu.
She wanted to see what this person was hiding to deal with her.
Wu Feiyu played a clear music on her flute, and large flying insects emerged from her voodoo cup, flying toward the battlefield in a black mass, like locusts passing by, and the armored warriors they wiped were all bloody.
Rong Yu, who was surrounded by others and was about to drink, had been paying attention to Wu Feiyu's movements. When he saw that she had indeed released the poison, he immediately opened a carved wooden bottle.
Wisps of yellow smoke floated out, and they pounced on the flying insects like a brave dog that smelled meat.
Wu Feiyu looked at the stiff insects falling out of the yellow smoke and knew in his mind that this smoke, named Qingshengshexiesheshenyan, was a secret method of the Gaotian clan.
The Gaotian Clan had reached a high level in playing Gu, so they privately researched this kind of smoke to suppress the Gu. However, it was not in the inheritance of the Witch and Gu Bible. She only learned from the Gaotian Clan when she was the young patriarch of the Gaotian Clan.
I learned a little about it from ancient books.
I don’t know how Wu Qu got the Gaotian clan to hand it over.
The Qingshen Evil Spirit Smoke in Rong Yu's hands has been refined to a very powerful degree, but it is still far from being able to restrain the Heart-Lianning Gu and the Blue Illusion Bird in her hands which have the potential to be holy. What's more, she is not a witch Gu.
Only knows how to poison.
Ancient and obscure tunes are spread far and wide by the sound of the flute, witchcraft - puppets.
This is a technique that can take away a person's soul. Anyone who is affected by this technique cannot reject its voice even if they plug their ears or knock themselves unconscious.
So much so that among the eight thousand armored warriors, there were many who were on the verge of losing their souls.
Taiyi's soldiers seized the opportunity and swung their weapons, taking away hundreds of lives.
Rong Yu's figure flashed and retreated to the back line. After standing still, he concentrated on speaking out a sutra on how to deal with evil and resolve difficulties. The words he spoke were majestic, and his righteousness soared into the sky, hiding a thousand swords. The majestic sound swept across the world, and was faintly overshadowed.
The flute of Wu Feiyu!
Rong Yu was good at Confucianism, Taoism and sorcery. She came here just to fight against Wu Feiyu's witchcraft. Wu Qu also thoughtfully brought her the Qingsheng Huanxie Shenyan, which is specially designed to treat poisonous insects.
But Wu Feiyu's witchcraft is surprisingly powerful. Her Taoism is 20% deeper than Wu Feiyu's, but she still has to use all her strength to offset the sound of her flute!
The sound of the flute was blocked, but Wu Feiyu didn't panic at all and just kept fighting with her.
The battle between the two brought hardships to the soldiers on both sides. Taiyi was suppressed by the scriptures from time to time, and Wu Qu was controlled by the sound of the flute from time to time, which affected greatly.
In this battle, it was Shuo Yu and Zhang Jizhou who decided the winner first. After destroying several mountains in a row, the two of them fought hand to hand with all their strength exhausted.
Shuo Yu saw that he could no longer use his magical powers, so he touched the bruised corners of his mouth, and the fire in his soul surged.
Zhang Jizhou's expression froze, and he felt that the momentum of the man in front of him suddenly changed, as if a peerless ferocious beast that had broken free from ancient times was savagely crashing into him. He hurriedly escaped, but for some reason, he was instantly thrown to the ground!
Hiss~ An arm was torn off, and Zhang Jizhou had no doubt that his soul would be torn into pieces in the next moment!
Burning the essence and blood, sacrificing the secret technique, Zhang Jizhou cut off the other grabbed arm and disappeared from the spot with a bang.