When Fahai arrived at the valley, he saw a giant black dragon more than a hundred feet long fighting fiercely with a golden-faced man wearing a bloody scholar's shirt and holding an ancient scroll beside the black pillar rising into the sky. One dragon and one man.
They are all at level six or above, and they are all using high-level magical powers. When they fight, light and shadow fly, shaking the heaven and the earth.
However, Tan Hua, Yang Yantian and other dozens of good and evil monks who arrived first did not join the battle group. Instead, they each used magical weapons and floated in the air far away, ready to attack, quietly waiting for action.
Opportunity.
The Nether Dragon wants to gain the Netherworld's heart, and the Confucian scholar wants to kill the Nether Dragon to prove the truth. The two were originally mortal enemies, and their fight was earth-shattering. However, as good and evil monks continued to appear, the pace of the Confucian's attacks slowed down a lot.
At this time, although the good and evil monks were waiting around and had the numerical advantage, they all had their own agendas and wanted to reap the benefits. They knew that the Confucianists had slowed down their pace and were on guard against them, but no one dared to take the lead.
Under mutual restraint, the atmosphere in the valley fell into a strange state.
"Brother Cang!"
Just when Fahai was struggling with this weird atmosphere, Zhao Lingxiang's call suddenly came to his ears. When Fahai heard the words, he flew to a cliff and landed next to Zhao Lingxiang and Fairy Suyao.
"These people are very shrewd. They not only want to come out on top, but also want to reap the benefits, and they also want to guard against those of us who have not taken action. In short, they can affect the whole body with one move. Haha, but the red flowers still need to be lined with green leaves.
Now that most of the green leaves have entered the game, the princess's plan to seek fame can begin."
"My little sister has long expected such a situation. When I shoot the 'Arrow from the Sky', they will not be able to hold back. By then, whether they can defeat the others and come out on top depends on Brother Cang and Sister Suyao."
"Let's try our best. After all, there is still a big variable that has not appeared."
"My little sister invites Brother Cang to help, isn't it just to prevent him from stealing the spotlight at the last moment?"
"Haha, that's exactly the reason."
Fa Hai laughed when he heard this. He naturally knew that a hundred Heavenly Spirit Pills were not so easy to bear.
"Then there's Brother Lao Cang."
After Zhao Lingxiang said that, her eyes flashed, she stretched out her palm, and a three-foot-long arrow with shining light appeared in the palm of her hand. This arrow had an ancient shape and was engraved with strange patterns, giving people a desolate feeling.
The Heavenly Arrow is a third-grade spiritual arrow that can trigger changes in the sky. It is indestructible. It can only be forged by the Yu Clan's weapon refining master who has reached the third-grade or above and understands the principles of heaven and earth. Although its value is not as good as the third-grade magic weapon, it is only comparable to the third-grade talisman.
If it can only be used once, it can be said to be extremely rare.
"The Arrow of Heaven is the most important arrow in the world. It must be shot with the lightest bow to achieve the strongest power. The cicada-wing bow in my little sister's hand is the lightest bow that is rare in the world. Unfortunately, with my late seventh-grade cultivation
, and can only shoot three arrows."
"Three arrows are enough, but if Chu Zhongtian appears and does something like that, the princess must seize the opportunity to use these three arrows. It is best to do this..."
Fahai knew that the Sky Arrow was Zhao Lingxiang's trump card. Even without Fahai's help, she could still show off her skills in this battle with these three arrows.
What Fa Hai has to do is not to let any fishermen benefit, especially Chu Zhongtian, whose reputation is similar to that of Zhao Lingxiang.
Fahai didn't have much favorable impressions of Chu Zhongtian, so as a senior wage earner, he naturally dutifully advised Zhao Lingxiang so that Zhao Lingxiang could better utilize the effects of these three arrows.
The Netherworld Illusion, which opened once in a century, is just a profit-seeking trip for unknown people like Fa Hai in the world of cultivation, but for famous young masters like Zhao Lingxiang and Chu Zhongtian, it is a rare opportunity to seek fame.
, whoever can outperform his colleagues and perform outstandingly in the netherworld and illusion will be the number one among the young generation.
Seeing that Fa Hai was full of confidence, Zhao Lingxiang felt enlightened in her heart and no longer hesitated. She displayed her divine feathers behind her, bent her bow and nocked an arrow, and in full view of everyone, she shot an arrow into the sky.
The arrow from the sky came out of the string and instantly turned into a stream of light and flew into the sky and disappeared.
"Zhao Lingxiang takes action!"
Seeing Zhao Lingxiang's extremely high-profile arrow, the surrounding monks instantly became ready to attack.
at this time.
Beside the pillar of light, the dark dragon was flying and circling. Smoke was swirling on the dragon's body which was over a hundred feet long, blocking all the magical powers from the ancient scrolls of Confucianism. At the same time, a dark black dragon that was more than ten feet long was continuously sprayed out from its mouth.
Xi fought back fiercely, forcing the Confucians to retreat violently. The power of the dragon was no less than that of the Thunder Dragon in the Pure Yang Fairyland.
The Dark Dragon is not as worried about the good and evil monks surrounding it as the Confucian is. After forcing the Confucian back, it immediately let out a melodious dragon roar, turned the dragon's head, the terrifying dragon breath reappeared, and fiercely attacked the black beam of light. To it,
Descending to enter the netherworld, all I want is the netherworld's heart in the pillar of light.
At this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly became dark, and a huge vortex appeared thousands of feet high in the sky, instantly absorbing all the surrounding clouds. The vortex continued to absorb energy and gradually became larger. Suddenly, there was a twist, and a beam of hundreds of feet
A long giant arrow shot out from the center of the whirlpool, tearing the whirlpool directly with its unparalleled sharpness, and flew down like a meteor with endless power.
The target is actually pointing directly at the black beam of light!
"Eh~"
As early as when Zhao Lingxiang shot the arrow, Minglong and Confucianism were aware of it, but they did not pay too much attention to it due to their sixth level strength.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Lingxiang's seemingly simple arrow could trigger such power, and the target turned out to be the black light pillar that protected the Netherworld Heart. In an instant, one person and one dragon could no longer remain calm.
"The Holy Scroll of Dragon Slaying. The book has a gentlemanly style!"
"Roar~"
Worried that the Heart of the Netherworld would be damaged, the Confucian who failed the test suddenly waved the ancient scroll and used the sixth-grade elixir to transform thousands of things. Thousands of awe-inspiring winds surged out from the ancient scroll and turned into a huge tornado.
The pillar rolled straight towards the powerful and powerful arrow from the sky.
Minglong's reaction was a hundred times more arrogant than that of the Confucian. With a loud dragon roar, he opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of haze. His strong body stood up, and with the momentum of a flying dragon, he headed straight for the arrow in the sky. Look at the boundless
The power seems to be that he wants to challenge the power of the sky arrow with his flesh and blood body.
"Boom~Boom~"
There were two loud noises in succession, and the wind dispersed and the clouds collapsed in mid-air. The meteor-like arrows from the sky instantly tore apart the tornado column sent by the Confucian scholar, and struck hard on the head of the Nether Dragon that followed, even though the Nether Dragon's dragon body had already been tempered.
It is not inferior to any magical weapon in the world, and it is difficult to stop the power of this extremely powerful sky arrow. The body falls wildly and lands with a crash, and without stopping, it goes straight into the earth a hundred feet away. When it reappears, the dragon head is already covered with blood.
Drenched and suffered serious internal injuries.
As the dark dragon fell to the ground, in an instant, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, dust flew up, and the sky was blocked.
"Comrades, Minglong has been injured by the secret heavenly arrow of our Yu Clan. It is not possible to take action now. When will we wait?"
Just when the Minglong was injured and the Confucian flew back, Zhao Lingxiang climbed up and shouted, while Fahai and Fairy Suyao both responded in tacit understanding, swooping down from the cliff and straight into the smoke.
Fahai threw himself into the smoke and dust, and with a flash of yellow light on his body, he used the dust in the sky to cover him up and disappeared into the ground near Minglong. With the sky dragon's light escape technique and the Buddha's light shadow, he could always pay attention to him even if he was outside.
Overall.
"Let's go too!"
Seeing that Zhao Lingxiang showed off his power as soon as he took action and severely damaged Minglong, the cultivators who were waiting around could no longer remain calm. When they saw Fa Hai and Su Yao flying off the cliff together again, looking like they were going to beat up the drowned dog, they had already prepared their momentum.
They were even more impatient when they were about to go. They suddenly flew into the sky, used their magical weapons and magical powers, and rushed towards the dark dragon.
"Hmph, the Confucian killed the sky to prove the truth. If you want to kill the tyrant in the midst of thousands of troops in the future, today's situation is the best test. The dark dragon only belongs to me, the Confucian Killing the Sky, the Holy Scroll of Dragon Slaying. There are endless contents in the book.
sword!"
The actions of the monks fell into the eyes of the Confucian, but he smiled instead of being angry. His eyes were arrogant, and the awe-inspiring aura on his body reappeared. When the ancient scroll in his hand was opened and closed, endless sword light flew out from the ancient scroll, continuously.
It turned into a dazzling stream of swords from the Milky Way, rushing towards the Minglong.
The endless sword that kills the sky, I vow to have no regrets when I use the sword.
"The Confucian sect has the Holy Scroll of Dragon Slaying, and my Buddhist sect also has the Golden Hoop for Conquering Demons~ The Mahayana One-Thought Method, the Golden Hoop Curse for Conquering Demons!"
"Sunburial Heavenly Demon Lock!"
"Shaolin Bodhi Root!"
"Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Binding Technique~"
"The Twelve Golden Men. Bearing thorns to plead guilty~Sweeping across Liuhe~"
"..."
All the monks' magic weapons came out, each showing off their skills. Even Tian Xin and the others, who had just arrived in the valley and had not figured out the situation, were not willing to be left behind, and they all used their special skills to join the melee. Especially Fa Yi,
He rushed over in a hurry, and with a quick glance, he saw Fahai's figure disappearing into the smoke and dust. Being quite confused about Fahai's escape technique, he immediately vented all his anger on Minglong and Confucianism.
Just when all the magic weapons and magical powers flew to the side of Minglong, a long white cloud suddenly flew over the sky, and two bright sword lights. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!