Three hundred and twentieth chapters supernatural powers
After the young demon injected his spiritual energy into the flying sword, his cultivation level almost fell below the fifth level, and he could not even maintain his human form.
It turns out that the original form of this young demon is a green earth dragon, or in the words of the Xuyu earth realm, an earthworm.
The one-armed old man opened his sleeves and used his great magical power. Densely packed talismans sprang out like locusts, sealing off the land within a radius of five miles.
His head was covered with sweat, and he felt increasingly heavy as he looked at the huge earth dragon rolling in mid-air in front of him.
A great demon of the fifth realm exploded himself with a flying sword. Even if he used his great supernatural powers to build countless talismans, he might not be able to protect him completely.
The low-level monks around him have dispersed, but these houses don't have legs, so he can't let these houses disperse too.
Among these houses, there are many mansions that have been overhauled. When the ferocious beasts outside recede, those overhaulers will come back and see, oh, their home is gone. I am afraid that he will not be beaten by these overhaulers.
The one-armed old man had a bitter look on his face, and cursed in his heart. He took out four talismans from his storage bag, with a look of pain on his face.
"You evil beast, I will definitely make it impossible for you to realize your thoughts today!"
He handed the four talismans out, blocked the four directions of the big demon, and silently recited the Taoist secrets.
Four rays of golden light shot up into the sky, and the words that appeared above them were awkward and difficult to understand. I couldn't help but rub my eyes with my hands when looking at the pagoda.
"Array up!"
The one-armed old man's whole body was burning with spiritual energy, and light red lines appeared on the surface of his skin. Some secret technique was used.
The four rays of golden light were organized into an array, shrinking continuously, and finally imprisoned the flying sword and the big demon, whose aura became brighter and brighter, in a small space.
At this time, flying swords rushed from a distance, the sky split open, and water poured down. His spiritual consciousness spread out. It looked like a pouring water, but in fact it was countless flying swords as small as water needles gathered together to form a scene.
River Sword.
It’s Bai Qing’s swordsmanship!
The river fell with a majestic momentum, and a mysterious Tao Yun struck the invisible flying sword, forcibly delaying its self-destruction for dozens of breaths.
Futu suddenly raised his head and saw a white figure standing in the falling water. He stretched out his hand and lifted up a white fish talisman that suddenly appeared. The white fish talisman twisted around and transformed into a white dragon, swallowing the flying sword that was about to burst.
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The one-armed old man was stunned and looked into the air. There was nothing next to the huge earth dragon. There was no sword box and no flying sword that was about to explode.
The man in white raised a finger and pointed towards the sky. Everyone looked towards the sky, and a strong and powerful wind came down from above, making their eyes feel numb.
The one-armed old man clapped his big hand on his leg and said, "Fellow Daoist Li, this magical power is so mysterious!"
Li Zhuying rode the black fish talisman down slowly, looked at Futu, and said softly: "There are a lot of ferocious beasts scattered over the Feijian Tower. You have diverted a lot of Qiu Yu's sword intent, and she is much slower in handing the sword."
Without saying a word, Futu threw the flying sword in his left hand to the side of the one-armed old man, put the Fu'ai sword into his sleeve, and the embroidered shoes under his feet were lifted out of thin air, and the figure slowly disappeared.
Li Zhuying wiped the sweat from her forehead and felt a little weak.
In fact, it takes a lot of spiritual energy to send a flying sword infused with the cultivation of the fifth level of the Great Demon into the sky. With Futu by his side, he could not show his weakness because it would distract Chen Qiuyu.
The one-armed old man lightly beat his chest with his fist. He had lost one arm and could only salute like this. He pointed at the earth dragon rolling in the air and said: "Thanks to fellow Taoist Li for helping me, otherwise this monster's flying sword would have exploded in the city.
How many houses have been destroyed? I remember that Fellow Daoist Li has not yet left a message on the city, asking Fellow Daoist Li to kill this monster and leave it at the top of the city."
Li Zhuying shook his head, "This big demon was killed by you, fellow Taoist. I just helped you a little, and I have no intention of leaving a message on the top of Mutian City."
The one-armed old man's face was full of doubts, "Why is this? Leaving a message on the city wall and being respected by thousands of people is not just a vain pursuit of fame, but a real achievement."
Li Zhuying said with a smile: "I plan to leave a message in my hometown as a betrothal gift. I will leave a message in Mutian City. The old swordsman will not let me demolish the city tower."
"Oh, hey hey, Fellow Daoist Li is the right way. The name of Qingzhu is pure and elegant, and it is well-deserved." The one-armed old man gave a thumbs up and praised.
"Fellow Taoist is so complimentary."
The one-armed old man looked at the earth dragon imprisoned by Taoism in mid-air, glanced at the Xuanhuang Tower in the distance, and said leisurely: "Since Taoist Friend Li doesn't bother to kill you, it's a pity, just send it to the tower to replenish the Taoism formation."
He stretched out his hand, and the Xuanhuang Tower echoed the mind of the one-armed old man. The door of the claustrophobic black hole opened, and several chains flew out, tying up the ferocious beasts, dragging them into the entrance of the tower, and swallowed them without a trace.
The one-armed old man turned his head slightly and said with a hearty smile: "I still want to clear out the ferocious beasts that have escaped, so I won't talk nonsense with fellow Taoist Li now. I'll treat you to a drink after the war!"
"Okay!" Li Zhuying wanted to protect the disciples of Liuguang Sect and Sanqing Sect at the top of the city. This time he left the city because of the voice of the old swordsman Lin, who came here specifically to stop the big demon from exploding his flying sword.
Now that the work has been done, we can't stay here any longer.
After bowing her hand towards the one-armed old man, Li Zhuying returned to the city on the black fish charm.
The old woman from the Fifth Realm of Liuguang Sect is not in Mutian City at this time, and Liuguang Sect does not have a major cultivator of the Fifth Realm in charge. Although no disciple of any sect cannot die in Mutian City, it is always better to die less than more.
His great magical power "Wuji" is for the purpose of protecting people. Although he cannot take care of every disciple, he can do his best to live up to his true intention.
The big demon Si Snake covets Luo Xuan's face; Luo Xuan is afraid of causing trouble to Xiao Luan, so she draws a sword on the city.
She stood on a virgin wall, with the flying sword in her hand guided by her fingertips, and she shuttled freely among the waves of ferocious beasts. Every time she drew the sword, it was an improvement in her swordsmanship.
If Lin Yanli were here, she would definitely exclaim that God will reward her with food. As a heroine with deep blessings, she is amazing.
Hong Lu followed Luo Xuan, throwing the red hydrangea in her hand constantly, just like a rich lady throwing hydrangeas in a high-rise building to choose a husband. She randomly chooses a ferocious beast that pleases her eyes under the city, smashes her head, and throws it one by one.
Collect it, the posture is elegant, but the bright red brain splashing every time is not very pretty.
Xiao Luan drew his sword wantonly amid the wave of ferocious beasts below the city.
The long sword "Jushan" and the hairpin sword "Bu Yao" were flying randomly among the beasts, guided by a pretty girl.
This pretty girl is wearing pink clothes and a light green gauze skirt with a few beautiful plum blossoms on the skirt.
There is a gold hairpin stuck diagonally on the tip of the hair, which is a bit unruly. The bun is high, revealing the smooth forehead. Under the beautiful eyebrows, there are a pair of smart and dark eyes, cunning and naughty.
The little girl whispered "Hey, hey, hey," and watched the two flying swords pass through the heads of several ferocious beasts under her command, standing straight and proud.
This is Xiao Luan's natal flying sword - Guantian's Sword Spirit.