Chapter 1981 Lingtian Sword comes out!
Seeing Zhu Mang's fierce momentum, the man in gray was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "We are all going to die anyway, why bother asking questions? If you have this time, why not think about what to engrave on your tombstone What word?”
“What a loud tone!”< br>
Zhu Mang narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "I admit that your Excellency has extraordinary powers, but you are not the Yasheng after all. The three of us join forces, plus thousands of troops, how can you do it with your own strength? Kill them all?”
“What if?”
The man in gray had a funny look on his face and said calmly: "You don't think I'm here just to be a peacemaker, do you?"
"What a shame!"
Yue Wankun He yelled angrily, his expression gloomy to the extreme.
He practices the secret technique of dragon and phoenix, and calls himself "Emperor Zihe". He is the most unruly among the three, so he has long been dissatisfied with the other party's nonchalant look.
“He is just a monk who has survived six disasters. He has not yet passed the second disaster. He knows some secret skills and dares to bluff, thinking he can scare us? Huh, since you are eager to find death, Then I will help you!”
After saying that, he clapped his right hand in the air, and the glow behind him turned into a dragon and phoenix, flying straight towards the man in gray.
Although Yue Wankun said he was not weak, he was sober in his heart. He knew that the person in front of him was unfathomable and he must not be careless.
Therefore, he used all his strength as soon as he came up, and the magical power he used was the strongest move in the "Purple River Emperor Technique": "Dragon and Phoenix bring disaster to the sky"!
The moment Yue Wankun took action, Zhu Mang and Tong Kunshan also took action.
They knew that to deal with the man in gray in front of them, the strength of one person alone was absolutely not enough. Three people must work together to have the capital to fight him!
Whoosh!
A red rainbow broke through the sky.
But it was the "Vulcan Sword" Zhu Mang who used Nine Days to Burn the Sky, poured his true energy into the sword, and slashed nine times in the direction of the man in gray!
These nine swords are more domineering than the last!
The true energy of "Nine Days Burning the Sky" merged with the light of the sword, rolling up a sea of burning flames in mid-air, dyeing the sky red, like a flaming beast that would devour and destroy everything in sight. Never give up.
On the other side, Tong Kunshan also performed a magic trick, his sleeves were fluttering, and his Confucianism was stirring!
He is a Confucian monk. Although he relies on the double rings of Tianxin to kill enemies all year round, his own skills are not weak.
“You are a libertine, you are uttering arrogant words, let’s see if you can block the combined attack of the three of me!”
Tong Kunshan’s face was ferocious, he attacked with all his strength, Confucianism was mighty. The energy condensed into a huge palm in mid-air, and then fell from the sky, suppressing the man in gray under his palm!
Almost at the same time, Zhu Mang's nine sword lights and Yue Wankun's "Dragon and Phoenix Disaster" also arrived at the same time!
The three of them worked together, and saw the light of swords tyrannizing the sky, and the roar of dragons and phoenixes! There was also the Confucian palm seal that fell from the sky, blocking all escape routes for the man in gray.
Seeing that it was a certain death situation, even Mo Wuhen, who had just ignited hope, couldn't help but sigh, with a sad look in his eyes.
"It is easy to follow the will of heaven, but it is difficult to go against it! After all, our Shenyue Sect has exhausted all its strength. Even if there are strange people to help, we can't escape destruction."
Mo Wuhen's heart was filled with despair.
But the man in mid-air seemed completely unaware, and there was not even a trace of ripples in his eyes.
"Vulcan Sword? Confucian Sect Master? Emperor's Art? Haha, you're all kidding me!"
The man smiled slightly, pointed with his hand, and a blue sword light came out from the gourd on his waist, flying in the air A light stroke in the middle.
Wherever the sword light passed, there was no sharp sword energy, nor piercing killing intent, so that Zhu Mang and others were a little surprised, feeling that they had underestimated this person before.
But soon, they discovered that they were wrong.
Almost in an instant, snowflakes fell and ice covered thousands of miles!
The light blue sword light was like a cold spring, freezing the surrounding space and blocking all movements of the three of them!
Zhu Mang's nine flaming sword lights were instantly annihilated, and the blazing flames turned into wisps of blue smoke, as if they had been doused with cold water.
The phantom of the dragon and phoenix was directly frozen in place, turning into an ice dragon and ice phoenix.
As for Tong Kunshan's Confucian palm seal, it also turned into an ice sculpture, suspended in mid-air, and even the lines on the palm could be clearly seen.
“Huh.”
The man in gray breathed out a breath of cold air from his body and flicked his fingers.
The sword light burst out, flashing like a thunderous giant!
The ice dragon and ice phoenix instantly shattered into countless fragments and fell from the air. Yue Wankun was caught off guard and spit out a mouthful of blood in the Luan Car, dyeing the curtain in front of him red.
The man in gray pointed his hand again.
The sword light pointed upwards and directly penetrated Tong Kunshan's Confucian palm seal.
"Ah!"
Tong Kunshan had been injured secretly before. Now that his magical power was broken, he suffered backlash again, making his body unstable and almost falling in the air.
With just one move, the man in gray cracked the magical power of the three of them!
“Sword cultivator, he is a sword cultivator!” Yue Wankun shouted.
“Besides Ling Xiao, the only sword cultivator in Antarctic Immortal Continent who can have such strength is that person!”
"It's Old Thief Liang!"
The three of them all reacted, breaking out in a cold sweat.
They have long heard that there are ten people in Xuanxin Palace, nine of them are sub-sages, only one of them is in the realm below sub-sage, but with his own sword technique, he can He is on an equal footing with Jiuda Yasheng.
This person is Liang Yan!
“Damn it, why did he appear here!”
"His strength has improved again. This is no longer what ordinary Yasheng can do!"
"Let's go!"
In an instant, the three of them reached a consensus and urged each other in unison. He moved to escape the light and fled in three different directions.
Among them, Yue Wankun is the fastest. The luan chariot he rides on has quite an origin. The main material is taken from a ten-thousand-year-old fairy tree on the overseas Mushen Island. Just injecting spiritual power can break the void. It is so fast that its speed far exceeds that of ordinary flying magic weapons.
Zhu Mang was a little slower than him. Although he did not have a good flying magic weapon in his hand, the "Nine Suns Burning Sky" true energy was so majestic that it pushed the escape light like a meteor across the sky, which was also extremely fast.
Only Tong Kunshan is the slowest.
His natal magic weapon was destroyed and he suffered backlash, so his escape speed was greatly reduced. In addition, without the help of flying magic weapon, he could only fall behind.
"What? Are the three elders of Tianhe the three heroes who escaped?"
Liang Yan's sarcastic laughter came from behind.
How dare Zhu Mang and others pay attention? At this time, I couldn't wait to fly faster, praying secretly in my heart, hoping that Liang Yan wouldn't do anything to him. If that didn't work, he would just do it to the two of them.
The three Ancestors of Transformation Tribulation fled separately, and in the blink of an eye, they were already hundreds of miles away. Zhu Mang suddenly felt snowflakes falling above his head and was slightly startled.
The next moment, he felt that his limbs could not move, and even his escape speed gradually slowed down.
"How is it possible!"
Zhu Mang was horrified. He did not believe that Liang Yan could catch up in such a short period of time.
He raised his right hand slightly, trying to take out some magic weapon from the storage bag on his waist.
But just as he had this consciousness, the spiritual power in his body had stopped flowing
Soon, his limbs began to become numb, and even the blood was frozen in the blood vessels.
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Mang's whole body was covered in ice. He only had time to look back and his body turned into an ice sculpture, suspended in mid-air.
It was this last look that made him see a scene he would never forget.
I saw a radius of eight hundred miles, frozen by a sword!
The entire area is silent!
Thousands of Tianhe City monks were frozen in mid-air!
Tong Kunshan still maintained his flying posture, with a flustered face and arms spread out, as if he wanted to use some magical power, but he was too late to use it and turned into an ice sculpture.
Yue Wankun's Luan car also turned into an ice sculpture. He was sitting in the car with a panicked face and his mouth wide open. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't. He turned into an ice sculpture, leaving only A panicked expression.
In an instant, the area of 800 miles with Shenyue Mountain as the center fell silent. Only the cold wind blew through the mountains
"Then kill them all."
With a sigh, an icy blue sword light flew into the distance, in mid-air A huge arc was drawn.
The arc of sword light enveloped Zhu Mang, Tong Kunshan, and Yue Wankun.
The fleshy ice sculptures of these three people shattered instantly and turned into countless debris falling from the sky.
Even their true spirits were frozen, unable to move in mid-air, and then they were all turned into ashes when they were disturbed by the Lingtian Sword!
At this point, the prestigious "Three Elders of Tianhe" no longer exist in this world.
Liang Yan killed the three ancestors of the calamity in a flip of his hand. He was even more merciless. With one finger, the sword light fell, and in a short time, thousands of Beiming monks were slaughtered completely!
The whole process was smooth and smooth!
Mo Wuhen can be considered an ancestor who has been cultivating for many years, but he has never seen anything so unbelievable that he forgot to step forward to say thanks and stayed there blankly, watching Liang Yan kill these enemies.
After all the Beiming monks were slaughtered, the ancestor of the Shenyue Sect finally came to his senses and hurriedly urged Dunguang to come forward and bow in front of Liang Yan.
"Old Taoist Mo Wuhen. Thank you fellow Taoist for saving our Shenyue Sect in times of crisis. Please accept my obeisance from the old Taoist!"
After saying that, he really bowed down and bowed down. Kowtow to Liang Yanxing.
Seeing this, Liang Yan shook his head, waved his sleeves and robe, and a soft breeze lifted up Mo Wuhen who was about to bow down.
“Friend Daoist Mo, you are the leader of a sect and you cannot perform this great ceremony in front of many disciples.”
After hearing this, Mo Wuhen felt even more grateful. He bowed his hands to Liang Yan and said, "A total of more than 2,000 people in our Shenyue Sect have been saved by fellow Taoists. Even if I kowtow to you a hundred times, I can't repay you." Today's kindness. Let's go to my Shenyue Sect's treasure house. If there is anything you like, just take it and treat it as a little favor from the old Taoist."
Liang Yan smiled. stand up.
"Don't worry, Sect Master, I am not a person who takes things by force. You have heard those three people say it before. I am a monk from Nanxuan. I happened to be passing by here. I couldn't see the arrogance of the people in Beiming, so I took action."
“It turns out that fellow Taoist is from Nanxuan!”
< br>Mo Wuhen's face lit up and he chuckled: "To be honest, the old Taoist was preparing to lead the Shenyue Sect to join Nanxuan. Unexpectedly, he met an expert from Nanxuan in advance. Can you please help me introduce him to you, a fellow Taoist? The Shenyue Sect also joins Nanxuan to fight against the Beiming Demon?"
"There is nothing wrong with me."
Liang Yan smiled slightly and said: "But before that, I would like to ask a few questions from fellow Taoists and ask fellow Taoists to help me clear up my doubts."
After Mo Wuhen heard this, he immediately said: "Fellow Taoist, feel free to ask, Mo will tell you everything he knows! But this is not the place to talk, so why not follow the old Taoist approach?" Let's go to the sect's discussion pavilion and talk in detail while drinking tea, and let us, the Shenyue Sect, do our part as landlords."
"This"
Liang Yan looked at it. In the void in the distance, after waiting for a moment, he smiled and said: "Okay, in that case, I will follow you to the sect to talk about it."
Mo Wuhen was overjoyed and hurriedly ordered his disciples to open the formation, and ordered everyone to come to greet him.
I saw the formation of Shenyue Mountain opened wide, revealing the scene inside, with waterfalls and springs, green tiles and white walls, and spiritual energy surrounding the pine forests. It was such a paradise!
The bell on the top of the mountain rang nine times, and more than 2,000 disciples of Shenyue Mountain soared into the air at the same time, lining up on both sides, bowing their heads to Liang Yan with extremely respectful expressions.
"I'm afraid this is a courtesy that only the ancestor of the sect, Mo Wuhen, can enjoy."
Liang Yan shook his head secretly, ignored it, and entered the Shenyue under the leadership of Mo Wuhen. Zong
Shenyue Mountain is the main peak of the mountain range. There is a lake on the top of the mountain and a loft in the center of the lake.
This attic is where Mo Wuhen receives distinguished guests. It has been hundreds of years since it was last opened.
At this moment, Liang Yan and Mo Wuhen were sitting on the top floor of the attic.
A sandalwood table, two mahogany chairs, and a bronze incense burner hung on the wall, with curls of green smoke floating in the air.
Other than that, there were no other furnishings in the room, indicating that Mo Wuhen was also a Qing cultivator.
"Haha, it turns out to be Fellow Daoist Liang, whose name I have admired for a long time, whose name I have admired for a long time!"
Mo Wuhen looked excited and laughed: "To be honest, I have been planning to join Nanxuan for a long time. Unfortunately, I am troubled by trivial matters. I kept putting it off, thinking about setting off the day after tomorrow. But I didn’t expect to suffer such a catastrophe.”
“It doesn’t matter, since you are determined to join Nanxuan, I will introduce you to it, but you need to answer my question first, what is this place?”< br>
After hearing this, Mo Wuhen was slightly startled.
But he quickly realized that Liang Yan must have been teleported to this area for some reason, so he didn't know his exact location.
As for the reason, he didn't dare to ask more questions and simply chose to ignore it.
"Fellow Daoist Liang, this is an unknown area, located to the west of Baiyu City and east of Yongye City, between the two major forces."
After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded slightly. .
Now I have finally figured out my location. This is the area west of the central part of Antarctic Fairy Continent.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, to be honest, Liang has always had a doubt in his heart along the way. Why is this area always shrouded in a strange bloody aura? And the sects he encountered along the way Either annihilate them all or flee?”
After hearing this question, Mo Wuhen frowned deeply. After a long time, he sighed quietly:
"I didn't want to inquire into the secrets of fellow Taoist, but if you ask like this, it is almost certain that "In the past year, fellow Taoist must have been isolated from the world, right?"
"Oh?"
Liang Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled noncommittally: "How can you see it?"
"Because it's not just this area, the entire Antarctic Fairy Continent , I have long been enveloped by this bloody atmosphere."
(End of this chapter)