Chapter 1220 Demonic Transformation
The scorching sun was in the sky, scorching its flowers.
The flaming red crane spread its wings and flew high, and thousands of streams of gold fell from the sky. The power of pure Yang was like a vast ocean, covering Liang Yan below.
Liang Yan's long hair was flying, his face was flushed by the light, but his eyes were happy and fearless.
He only had a green light to clear the way in front of him. Wherever the sword passed, even the mighty power of pure Yang had to retreat. He was not an enemy of the green sword at all.
brush!
In just a few breaths, the green sword light had already cut through the sky and rushed into the sky. Then the sword edge turned around, and a green light penetrated the clouds and struck the crane flying high.
A roar came from the clouds. The flaming crane ate the sword, its wings trembled wildly, and its feathers fell off, turning into balls of magma, dyeing the sky red, and turning the cumulus clouds below. The mountain was burned to the core.
Zhu Youqing's face changed drastically. He never expected that even if he devoted all his pure Yang power, he would not be able to suppress this person!
Seeing the second sword attack coming again, he did not dare to use the crane to meet the enemy again. He quickly took out the two water-splitting thorns in his hands and took the initiative to meet them.
"Haotian Divine Technique" is the sect-suppressing technique of Haotian Sect. It uses the power of pure Yang to temper the physical body. As the deputy sect master, Zhu Youqing has long cultivated this technique to the top level. Every move has the power of pure Yang. It can break gold and stone, and it is unstoppable!
Dang!
A crisp sound came, but it was Zhu Youqing who used his double thorns to hold Liang Yan's Mayfly Sword Pill.
The sword pill was held up by his sword and kept spinning. The violent sword energy surged out like a tide, forming a whirlwind of sword energy in front of Zhu Youqing, as if a bloody mouth was about to suck him in. in.
Faced with such a close threat, Zhu Youqing's face became solemn and his whole body turned red. Lines like meridians appeared on the surface of his skin, and a burst of fire suddenly appeared all over his body.
boom!
The huge power of pure Yang was like a volcano erupting, melting all the sword energy that was shot out. The fiery red whirlwind flew out from behind Zhu Youqing and mixed with the sword energy whirlwind.
In an instant, the power of pure Yang and the mayfly sword energy were flying in all directions! Half of the sky was occupied by blue and red whirlwinds!
This was Liang Yan’s first thrilling battle since he became a sword infant. The two of them had no reservations and used their sword energy against Chunyang. Their moves were fatal. If there was even the slightest bit of negligence, it would be fatal. The fate of death.
However, both of them were very calm, not slacking off in the slightest, and not showing the slightest flaw from beginning to end, so much so that even after fighting with hundreds of moves, they still couldn't tell the winner.
"Boy, I see it's not easy for you to cultivate, why do you need to come into this muddy water?" Zhu Youqing asked in the midst of his busy schedule.
"Return the prayer beads, Liang will leave immediately!"
Liang Yan replied to him in a nonchalant manner, but Feijian was not slow at all, and instead took advantage of the moment to speak to him. The opponent slashed wildly.
Zhu Youqing knew that there was no possibility of negotiation anymore, so he said nothing. He used the power of pure Yang to dance his double thorns, and started fighting with Mayfly Sword Pill in mid-air.
The two sides fought for another thirty moves. Liang Yan was thinking about how to defeat the enemy. Unexpectedly, Jingyuan suddenly went crazy and threw away the ghost lantern in his left hand. The sinister ghost energy roared out and was behind Zhu Youqing in an instant.
Although Zhu Youqing had pure Yang body protection, the ghost energy was also vicious and pervasive. While he was fighting with Liang Yan, it broke through the body protection aura and flew towards the back of his head.
The cold feeling behind him made Zhu Youqing startled. He was currently fighting fiercely with Liang Yan and had no time to care about what was behind him. In the critical moment, he suddenly slapped himself on the door and shouted:
"Master Save me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a talisman flew out from behind his head, rushed into the air, and turned into a fiery red sword, slashing at the gloomy ghostly energy.
Brush!
The red sword light streaked across the sky, and the ghostly auras behind him would immediately turn into nothingness if they were swept by the sword edge, as if they had never appeared before.
After sweeping away the ghost energy, the red sword edge remained unabated and continued to gallop forward, finally striking Jing Yuan's ghost lantern.
Ping!
With a crisp sound, the wick of the ghost lamp shattered and turned into pus and blood and fell into the air. The long sword above Zhu Youqing's head also disappeared without a trace after this blow.
The talisman and the ghost lamp died together. Jingyuan became even more angry and screamed again and again. The nine-ringed sword in his hand was filled with the smell of blood, like a butcher's knife that slaughtered thousands of people, slashing from a distance.
However, he was still some distance away. With this gap, Zhu Youqing shouted loudly and rose into the sky. He dodged Liang Yan's attacks one after another, and then moved his double thorns back to block Jing Yuan's long knife.
Liang Yan originally wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but with a thought, his consciousness spread, and he immediately found a nine-curved galaxy appearing above his head.
"Star dust turns into river power!"
Liang Yan didn't even think about it, and thrust out a sword with his backhand. There was a crisp sound of "Dang!", and he was slashing on the golden wheel of wind and fire. .
In mid-air, four people were fighting randomly. Sometimes Jingyuan fought Liang Yan, sometimes Zhu Youqing fought Jingyuan, and sometimes Liang Yan fought Ling Chongxiao. The four of them fought each other, fighting fast, but there was no trace. Keep your hand and knock down the entire Cuiyun Mountains!
At this moment, Xuanyuan Lingwei, Zheng Gongbu and others, as well as the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, all retreated far away, for fear of getting involved in this fight.
“Today is really an eye-opener!” Zheng Gongbu blew his beard and looked at the fierce battle in mid-air with a look of disbelief on his face.
Even the always unruly Zi Shan opened his eyes wide and couldn't help shouting: "I have been practicing for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen Tong Xuan fighting Hua Jie, and fought against him. They are not ordinary people!"
"I thought I knew him well, but I didn't expect that I didn't know him well enough." Xuanyuan Lingwei looked at the figure in the air and sighed softly.
On the other side of them, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest were also talking a lot.
"Brother, I'm afraid we won't be able to avenge today."
"This person's strength is unfathomable. It would be great if we can save a life. Why don't we just retreat and go back to our purple bamboo forest?" Don't get involved in this whirlpool of imperial power again." There was a buzzing sound from the soul nourishing tank.
“That’s good!”
The Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest exchanged messages and quickly reached an agreement. Taking advantage of the chaotic fight between the four people in the sky, the six of them each took a flight. The light left the Cuiyun Mountains quietly.
This scene was seen by Xuanyuan Lingwei. She did not step forward to stop her. Although one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest had been disabled and the other six were seriously injured, if they really wanted to fight, she would not be able to stop them. After all, there are only four people, so victory may not be guaranteed.
And in this current situation, the life and death of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest has nothing to do with the overall situation. Whether they can defeat the Confucian God General is the key.
Once the Confucian God General is captured, it is equivalent to breaking the arm of the second prince. After that, when the Flying Dragon God General arrives, great things will happen!
Xuanyuan Lingwei figured this out and turned a blind eye to the departure of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, instead focusing all his attention on the sky above Jiuyun Mountain.
Although they were unable to intervene in a fight of this level due to their strength, the four people in mid-air were evenly matched.
If these four people continue to fight without a winner, there will eventually be a moment when their spiritual power is exhausted.
At that time, monks like me in the Tongxuan Realm will be able to come in handy. Xuanyuan Lingwei's thoughts were spinning rapidly, but the four people in the air were unaware of it, or in other words, they didn't have the intention to pay attention to her at all.
At this moment, the battle between the four people has reached a fierce stage.
The four-colored auras of green, red, black and blue are dividing and reuniting in mid-air. The power of pure Yang, the power of the sword baby, the evil energy of the demonic path and the power of stardust transforming into rivers. All kinds of magical powers and spells emerge in endlessly, and the fighting skills are endless. The aftermath shot straight into the sky, and even some sects hundreds of miles away were aware of it.
Liang Yan broke through Zhu Youqing's flaming palm print with a sword, and his right eye suddenly turned gray. When he turned around, the death aura appeared ten feet away, wiping out all the inkstone ink soldiers who sneaked up on him.
After this series of fights, Liang Yan's right shoulder was already stained. It was struck by Jing Yuan's blade, and countless wronged souls remained in the wound, constantly eating at his body.
Fortunately, he was physically strong and used sword energy to seal the wound in time, so that the injury did not spread throughout his body.
Looking at the other three people, it was also uncomfortable.
Ling Chongxiao was stabbed in the face by a water-dividing thorn, leaving a long and narrow blood mark that was deep enough to see the bone, and it is still bleeding.
Zhu Youqing's left leg was penetrated by sword energy and was completely numb at the moment. If he hadn't used the power of pure Yang to seal the meridians in time, he would have been invaded by the sword energy upwards and invaded his heart.
As for the old monk Jingyuan, this man has become possessed by a demon and has no moves to speak of. He slashes randomly with his brute strength, and every move is a life-threatening attack.
So he was the most seriously injured. Liang Yan, Ling Chongxiao, and Zhu Youqing all left scars on him.
But Jingyuan didn't realize it, and he still opened and closed, and even aroused boundless ferocity, and his murderous intent increased instead of decreasing!
The four of them fought for a while, from day to night. The other three were okay, but Jingyuan's injuries were getting more and more serious. His whole body was like a wounded bull, with a low and deep sound coming from his throat. Another weird roar.
Suddenly, the old monk seemed to have gone crazy, and rushed forward into the center of the battle. The nine-ring sword in his hand was boiling with blood, as if it had condensed boundless evil energy, and he actually slashed Liang Yan and Ling Chong at the same time. Xiao and Zhu Youqing.
"Is he crazy?"
This was the thought that came to the minds of the three of them at the same time, but after thinking about it, they felt something was wrong. After all, this person had already lost his mind, but he had not been like this before. Just crazy.
But now is not the time to think so much. Before the blade has arrived, the murderous intent has arrived. Everyone's heart is filled with fear. They use their magical powers to concentrate on resisting Jing Yuan's lifeless knife.
Dang!
A dull loud noise came, but Ling Chongxiao blocked the blade with the "Tiger Pointing Inkstone". The nine golden rings on the blade continued to vibrate, and everyone felt depressed and manic for no reason. meaning.
Not only that, as the golden ring vibrated, the three of them felt that the soul in their bodies began to turbulence, as if out of control, trying to break through the body and fly towards the sword!
“What a weird long knife!”
Liang Yan was startled. The Hunyuan Golden Pill rotated rapidly, all the spiritual power in the body was transformed, and the golden light of Buddhism flashed again and again. With great difficulty, Keep your soul steady.
Looking again at this time, the bloody blade was already in front of him. He didn't dare to be negligent at all. He hurriedly pinched the sword secret, used the green sword light to resist the long knife, and flew back.
Jingyuan fought one against three. Although this sword was extremely powerful, his own body was wide open and full of flaws. He rushed between the three of them and became the target of public criticism.
Liang Yan was okay. Thinking of the relationship between Jing Yuan and his sect, he just used his sword to block the long knife and did not make a move to fight back.
But Ling Chongxiao and Zhu Youqing don't think so. If these two people are willing to let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, they will definitely kill it!
In an instant, the Wind Fire Golden Wheel and the Chunyang Crane flew out at the same time, hitting Jing Yuan directly.
Boom!
The power of wind and fire and the power of pure Yang burst out at the same time. Jingyuan used Lao's move. At this time, there was no time to defend. He could only let the two magical weapons wreak havoc on his body, and the dazzling halo dyed red. It covered the entire sky and stung the consciousness of everyone below.
With such powerful power, Xuanyuan Lingwei, Zheng Gongbu and others did not dare to look any further and lowered their heads.
However, just when everyone was secretly frightened, a roar suddenly came from mid-air, the sound was manic, penetrating the glow and clouds, and the entire Cuiyun Mountains seemed to tremble due to this roar. .
“What is that?”
Xuanyuan Lingwei was startled and looked up in the air, only to see the clouds dyed red by the power of pure Yang and the Wind, Fire and Golden Wheel like a tide. It dispersed, revealing a tall man nine feet tall in the halo.
This man was completely black, with tangled muscles, and had three heads and six arms. His whole body was covered in evil aura, and only the outline of some limbs could be seen vaguely.
His appearance has completely changed, but there is still a little monk lying on his shoulder. At this moment, his eyes are slightly closed, his brows are furrowed, and he looks very painful.
But even so, the young monk still lay on the man's shoulder, showing his white teeth, biting his shoulder.
"What's going on?"
Liang Yan was shocked. He looked at the dark man and then at the little monk. Thoughts were running in his mind, but he couldn't figure out what was going on at the moment. What's going on.
Like him in shock were Ling Chongxiao and Zhu Youqing, who also took a step back in unison.
You must know that the blow just now, both of them saw the opportunity and did not hold back at all. It hit Jingyuan firmly.
But why is the other party still standing there, just changing his appearance, without leaving any injuries on his body?
While thinking, Jingyuan's three heads suddenly turned together, and his six eyes looked at the little monk on his shoulder at the same time.
As if feeling the other person's gaze, the young monk's brows furrowed deeper and his teeth clenched tighter.
However, the next moment, in the thick evil aura, a palm as big as a cattail leaf stretched out and pulled the little monk off his shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, the other five palms also stretched out at the same time, grabbing the little monk's hands, feet and neck respectively, and suddenly pulled in five different directions!
In the shocked eyes of Liang Yan, Ling Chongxiao, and Zhu Youqing, the young monk was torn into pieces, and then five palms rubbed together, and blood and flesh spilled from the air.
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