The blue light is like a tide, and the purple light is hard to resist.
The tail of the "Sanqingxuan Yellow Dust" that was originally straight in Li Changyuan's hand has been bent by the pressure of the giant palm. If it were not originally flexible, it would have been broken into several pieces.
Even so, the dust tail still makes soft "bang bang, bang bang" sounds from time to time, but some of the tail threads cannot withstand it and break off one after another. If this continues, it won't take too long, and this handle will be called many
The "Three Pure Mysterious Yellow Dust" that the demon clan is frightened by will only collapse into a useless wooden handle.
Yang Zhaoxi's heart was already tense at the sight, but Liu Xiaomu screamed, and she became even more anxious: "Miss Xiaomu! What should I do? To save the master!"
Liu Xiaomu's face turned pale, and he said with rare seriousness: "This Huo Xian Copper used the 'mustard seed borer' to use the method of blood sacrifice to gather the Bon Religion's 'Puba World Honor', in order to absorb the power of believers' faith. This
When the forbidden magic and evil methods are close to the power of ghosts and gods, little Taoist, your martial arts are low and your Taoism is shallow, how can you defeat them?"
"Then we can only stand here like a puppet, watching Master being killed by that monster?!" Yang Chaoxi asked angrily.
Liu Xiaomu sighed: "Little Taoist, your master and I are old friends, and I don't want to see him die defending Taoism... In this case, my aunt can give it a try. However, you must agree to stay here. If I
Only if your master can capture the Huo Immortal Copper can you seize the sword; if we are defeated, you must escape and don't care about today's events anymore!"
Yang Chaoxi clenched her fists tightly and her eyes were slightly red: "Okay... then Xiaodao will stay here, waiting for you to win and return in triumph..."
As he spoke, the nails of both hands were dug into the flesh, and the bright red liquid flowed along the gaps between the fingers, gathered on the knuckles, and dripped down along with the rainwater.
Liu Xiaomu glanced at it, but did not criticize it. Instead, he pursed his lips lightly and said with a smile: "This power of faith, also called the power of vows, is actually a kind of power of thoughts that believers are pious and vow to believe in. The most important thing about Buddhism is that
He is good at this method. Huo Xian Tong is just imitating a cat and imitating a tiger. My aunt may not have a chance of winning. Little Taoist, please stop crying!"
Yang Chaoxi forced a smile and was about to say more when he saw Liu Xiaomu had already pulled away and jumped up. In a flash of red light, the slim figure had stepped on the shoulders of the group of people, crossed the perimeter of the formation, and flew in front of "Puba World Honored One" and Li Changyuan.
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While the two were concentrating on fighting each other, Liu Xiaomu suddenly took out a head-sized, round and inflated Cuju from the Qiankun bag, waved his arm and threw it towards the giant tiger with black background and white spots, hitting the tiger's nose right in the middle.
After a bounce, it fell to the ground again, and was caught on the instep of her foot.
The giant tiger was carrying "Puba Buddha" on its back. It was narrowing its eyes and licking its front paws in boredom. Suddenly, it was hit on the nose by a Qiju. Although it was not painful, it seemed to have been greatly humiliated. It immediately rushed towards
Liu Xiaomu bared her teeth and let out a series of angry grunts from her throat.
Liu Xiaomu knew it was useful, so he immediately raised his eyebrows slightly, raised the Qiju again, and teased it on his knees, chest, and forehead for a while, then he flew up and kicked the Qiju towards the giant with all his strength.
The tiger-faced gate screamed in the air: "Go!"
"Snapped!"
There was only a soft sound, and the Qiju shot into the giant tiger's empty right eye. It just hit the "Fengliu Eye", causing a burst of cheers from the Taoist priests in the "Nine Palaces and Bagua Array" who loved the dance of stepping on the Ju.
Liu Xiaomu raised her chin slightly: "Anyone who is good at the art of stepping on the bow can come and play with me. Wouldn't it be fun to have fun while fighting!"
The Taoist priests who formed the formation couldn't help but see that "Lin Guyue", one of the "male and female hegemons", was not only extremely thin, but even her appearance seemed to have become much slimmer. Compared with her just now, she was much more attractive.
Her mind became active. In addition, she passed through the formation, but only attacked the mount of "Puba Lord". For the group of Taoists, it was an excellent boost. So after just a few breaths, eight directions
Among the eight Taoist priests, more than ten people gradually rushed out, all surrounding the "Wutuzhong Palace", stretching their muscles and bones, eager to try.
"Grrrr!"
Liu Xiaomu couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckled. He immediately reached into his arms again, and like a trick, he took out more than a dozen Qi Ju and threw them at more than ten Taoist priests. He smiled sweetly and said, "One for each person,
There’s more to hit!”
Some of the dozen or so Taoist priests raised their knees, some lowered their shoulders, and some reached out and hooked their feet. In an instant, they all controlled their Qi between their feet, and their eyes revealed the look of love they couldn't let go.
It turns out that Qi Ju was born out of the "Mao Ju", which has been popular in the market since the pre-Qin Dynasty. It is made of leather and filled with rice bran, hair, etc., to make it soft and suitable for feet and easy to kick. It is called "treading".
"Ju" play.
In the prosperous dynasty, when people's customs were enlightened, all industries prospered, and civil and martial arts reached their peak, this "Taju" became even more popular among the government and the public. The craftsmen who made the Juju showed off their skills and gradually created the "inflatable Cuju":
The round bag is still sewn with eight pieces of leather, but washed livestock urine is stuffed inside, blown in to make it bulge, and then the round bag is completely sealed to make an exquisite and light "qiju". The only one
The only fly in the ointment is that such a new style of Qiju is quite expensive and cannot be afforded by ordinary people.
Today, "Lin Guyue" was so generous, giving each person a Qiju for free. Therefore, these Taoist priests were reluctant to shoot this precious Qiju into the empty tiger's eye... lest there be any danger.
There is no return, and everything is wasted.
Liu Xiaomu's disguise as "Lin Guyue" didn't care about this. She lifted her embroidered shoes lightly, raised her slender legs, and her skirt suddenly opened. Through the narrow skirt, you can also see the beautiful curves, which is pleasing to the eye. But just now she was still trapped in her legs.
Between her feet, the energy danced and danced, suddenly as fast as a shooting star, and shot into the giant tiger's hollow left eye again. She jumped three feet with joy, and her smile was as bright as a flower.
When more than ten Taoist priests saw this, they all started to show their legs and immediately started to move. When the Qi hit them, they were like monkeys jumping up and down, sometimes on their shoulders, sometimes on their backs, and sometimes with a flick on their foreheads, they flew up several feet.
Taoist priests who are familiar with each other compete to show off their skills and exchange Qiju...
In just a few breaths, more than a dozen qiju were shot towards the giant tiger's face. Most of the qiju hit the left and right eye sockets in sequence, and a few of them missed slightly, were swept by the tiger's whiskers, and were thrown back again.
Seeing the Qiju thrown in the air, these Taoist priests immediately seemed to have entered a Cuju field. They rushed to catch up with them one after another, chasing the cicadas with eight steps, leaping like fish and tigers, and hanging the golden hook upside down... After a few more breaths, the missed Qiju was also caught.
Impartially, shoot into the tiger's eye.
A round of shooting is not enough.
Liu Xiaomu took out several Qiju from the small Qiankun bag and threw them to the dozen or so Taoist priests. The Taoist priests then followed the same pattern and shot each Qiju into the giant tiger's eyes...
The giant tiger roared furiously. Finally, regardless of the blue light emitting from its back, the "Puba Master" dwarfed and jumped out. In an instant, it landed more than ten feet away and was already out of the formation.
The giant tiger didn't think about revenge. He just found a deserted place. He tapped his head lightly and poured out a few qiju. Then he moved his paws back and forth and started playing with himself. Soon he couldn't play anymore.
What a joy!
When more than ten Taoist priests saw this, they were all stunned.
Turning around to look again, I saw that in the center of the formation, the blue-colored "Puba Master" had fallen to his knees. His huge bone body was like three-color porcelain that had been unevenly burned, and his whole body was covered with wounds of varying widths.
It has cracks. It seems that if it is touched even slightly, it will break into pieces all over the ground.
However, Liu Xiaomu knew that the time had come, and immediately jumped up, turning into an afterimage, and chased after the cute giant tiger.
While no one was aware, Liu Xiaomu used his hands to pinch out several finger formulas in an instant. At the same time, he opened his lips and quickly recited a section of the "Emperor's Curse":
The God of Zhurong is in charge of the Fire Lord. The law follows the five elements, and the body responds to the universe. It controls all flames and destroys the demonic atmosphere. It burns the immortals at the top and burns the ghosts at the bottom. It is as urgent as the law and order!
After he cursed, his phoenix eyes flashed, shooting out two rays of garnet red flames. Before the giant tiger could react, they had already disappeared into the black eyes of the tiger.
The flames entered the body and instantly ignited the many qi balls that had just been injected into the body, and they exploded one after another. It was pity that the two-foot-long cute giant tiger was immediately blown to pieces by the qi balls that were injected into the body.
The ground was covered with broken bones. Only one tiger tail was left intact, but it was like an eel out of water, wriggling on the ground. It was no longer helpful...
The dozen or so Taoist priests who had just stepped on the bow together saw several Qiju under the claws of the giant tiger from a distance, exploding into balls of fire. Finally, they suddenly realized:
It turned out that "Lin Guyue" had poured gunpowder into the qiju that they gave them! No wonder she had given them countless instructions to shoot the qiju into the eyes of the giant tiger, but she was worried that they would be accidentally injured by thunder and fire.
It's a pity that so many expensive and appropriate Qiju were used by her as a weapon to kill giant tigers. I don't know whether she should be said to be rich and powerful, or to burn harps and boil cranes...
But it was said that "Puba Master" lost his mount and fell to the ground, and the stalemate fight with Li Changyuan just now had to be interrupted.
Li Changyuan's whole body was soaked early in the morning, and he had spent a lot of time fighting with his talents. At this time, he felt weak all over his body, his limbs were cold, and even the Yang Yuan Qi that was constantly flowing in the sky became thinner, sluggish, and...
Deep fatigue.
The few veteran Taoists guarding him were not much better. Their already old bodies looked even more rickety. However, they still looked at Li Changyuan with appreciation and relief in their eyes.
The group of Taoists running the "Nine Palaces and Bagua Formation" can finally slow down and take a breather. They only need to keep an eye on the treacherous soldiers and minions of the Tian clan outside the formation, as well as the Western Region monks who are lying on the ground singing, to guard against their forced charge.
Just make a formation.
Liu Xiaomu dealt with the giant tiger and immediately returned to the center of the formation. Looking at Li Changyuan, who was panting like an ox, and "Puba Master" lying on the ground, unable to move, he couldn't help but curl his lips slightly: "Master Changyuan! If I hadn't taken action, you would have done it today.
It’s a fate of death! Now that you are all at the end of your strength, I will laugh at the ‘Water Sword’ in the hands of the blue monster! Cack, cluck, cluck!”
Li Changyuan knew her true identity, but he just stared at her with a complicated look on his face. The few old Taoists sitting around and adjusting their breath were quite unhappy, and they pointed at Liu Xiaomu and cursed. However, the breath loss was serious, but he could no longer get up and fight with her.
Fight.
Liu Xiaomu's figure was swaying, her embroidered shoes were light, and she walked to the front of "Puba Buddha" in a few steps.
A pair of phoenix eyes glanced at the three-headed, eight-armed, four-legged, four-winged blue monster, and saw that one of the blue palms was holding the light yellow sword box. It had a beautiful and elegant face.
Finally, he looked relieved.
Just when she relaxed her jade arms and held the sword box, about to take it back, she heard a subtle "rustling" sound.
When I took a closer look, I saw countless "mustard borers" as black as ink flowing through the cracks on the body of "Lord Purba", just like liquid. And those cracks were quickly closed up at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just two days,
After a short rest, you will be back to your original state!
Liu Xiaomu was startled, and his hair stood up! Just as he was about to retreat, two big blue hands suddenly grabbed his neck tightly. Huo Xiantong's sinister laughter sounded again in his ears:
"Jie, Jie, Jie! My dear wife, I finally caught you... Is my husband's trick of 'bringing a corpse back to life' so clever? Jie, Jie, Jie, Jie..."