Whether it was a pure-blooded dragon with a high level of cultivation like Ao Qingqi, or a little unorthodox sorcerer like Liu Yi, they could all feel the terrifying power contained in these two giant hands, and their expressions changed.
Ao Qingqi subconsciously stopped in front of Liu Yi. The long sword at her waist was half an inch out of its sheath. The sword light spread out like a curtain. It was similar to the "Tianlong Water Mirror Cloud" used by King Jingyang before, but it was thinner.
Although Ao Qingqi did not follow the path of ancient gods and demons, as a dragon, her physical body was naturally tough and strong, with abundant energy, and she consumed countless amounts of food every day.
And since she was suppressed by King Jingyang, she has been tortured by hunger to the point where her energy and blood have withered, her essence has declined, her soul has been refined by demonic fire, and her body has been eroded by Yinquan. Nature is greatly weakened.
Even Liu Yi didn't realize how weak Ao Qingqi was until this moment, and he couldn't help but feel some regret in his heart.
——If we had known this earlier, we probably shouldn’t have released the fourth princess rashly before.
However, despite this, Ao Qingqi still chose to stand in front of Liu Yi.
Just like Liu Yi concealed his worries from Ao Qingqi and forced himself to be calm, Ao Qingqi also pretended to be a majestic, powerful, luxurious and graceful princess.
This behavior, as well as her heroic face, made Xu Xing feel a sense of familiarity deep in his heart, and his eyes became even more emotional.
In an instant, Ao Zhengrong rushed out from behind Xu Xing. Ao Qingqi's magic weapon was indeed extraordinary, but it could not be hidden from Ao Zhengrong, who was also a dragon.
The moment he saw Ao Qingqi, his whole body was shaking and tears filled his eyes. The words rushed to his throat, but he couldn't say them at all.
The two siblings have always been quite similar in temperament. They are both friendly with Qiantang Dragon Lord, so their friendship is deep and unusual.
Especially now during the calamity, this family relationship is even more valuable.
I recall that when the evil catastrophe was approaching, the Dongting Dragon Palace collapsed, thousands of water tribes, and even pure-blood dragon tribes, all fell like rain under the attack of the devil, the lake was dyed scarlet, and the eight hundred miles of Dongting was almost reduced to a place where ghosts and monsters died.
Even Ao Zhengrong's other six brothers and sisters were either killed on the spot or fell into deep sleep, which shows how miserable that battle was.
If not for the help of Kanglong Palace and Jinshan Temple, their Seaside Dragon Palace would have been completely destroyed. At that time, Ao Zhengrong was most concerned about his fourth sister who was far away in Annan.
He even felt a little lucky in his heart.
——Annan is far away from the Central Plains. It has been a bitter and cold place since ancient times. It is expected that there will not be too many demons spying on it.
That place is adjacent to the South China Sea. With Fourth Sister's magical power, it is safer there than the Dongting Dragon Palace, which is personally cared for by the Southern Demon.
But Ao Zhengrong never expected that King Jingyang would resolutely choose to become a demon and even imprison Ao Qingqi.
Therefore, the eighth prince was naturally inexplicably excited when he suddenly saw his long-lost sister. When Ao Zhengrong noticed Ao Qingqi's injury again, he had mixed feelings in his heart.
Ao Qingqi smiled tenderly, opened her hands, embraced her brother into her broad arms, and said softly:
"Old man, long time no see."
When Liu Yi saw this scene, his eyes were opened. In his impression, apart from being ignorant of worldly affairs, Ao Qingqi had always been heroic, neat, capable, and unimaginably tough.
But I never thought that she, who was like a Valkyrie, could have such a kind and gentle side.
Ao Zhengrong sobbed softly in her arms, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he whispered sheepishly:
"Sister Qi..."
However, Ao Qingqi just put her right hand around Ao Zhengrong's back and touched his hair with her left hand, so that the eighth prince did not resist anymore.
While comforting Ao Zhengrong, the fourth princess raised her head, looked at Xu Xing, and said Luoluo Dafang:
"Could this gentleman be the reinforcements invited by Xiaoba? What should I call him?"
Hearing the word "rescue soldiers", Ao Zhengrong's face froze and he found it difficult to speak.
These days, he and Xu Xing were getting along quite harmoniously, and they had no grudges at all. It wasn't until he heard what Ao Qingqi said that Ao Zhengrong suddenly remembered this matter.
Strictly speaking, this old demon is not only some kind of rescuer, but also a thief who breaks into the Dragon Palace Sea Territory, kills aquatic creatures wantonly, and forcibly robs young dragons...
However, Ao Zhengrong was very familiar with Ao Qingqi's temperament. If he told the truth, the fourth sister would probably explode her inner elixir in the next moment and die together with the old demon.
She has been suppressed by King Jingyang for many years, and she is probably extremely mentally sensitive and cannot bear the slightest stimulation...
What's more, Ao Zhengrong has probably figured out Xu Xing's temperament over the past few years. He knows that although this old demon seems gentle and gentle, if he makes a move, he will not recognize his relatives.
If the fourth sister really takes the initiative, I can't stop it with my little arms and legs, that's all, let her guess...
Thinking of this, Ao Zhengrong rolled his eyes, but decided to remain silent and let Ao Qingqi use her imagination.
Xu Xing, on the other hand, had no idea what he was doing and was quite confident. He just smiled and said:
"Xu Xingxu stepped on the method and met the fourth princess. Although Xiao Ao and I met by chance, we hit it off immediately. I wanted to take him in as a child, so we traveled together all the way."
Although Ao Zhengrong was ready to keep silent and let Xu Xing and Ao Qingqi perform on their own, when he heard the word "tong'er", he couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly in his heart.
——Damn it, you’re not even a disciple!
But he was an optimist after all, so he thought again and comforted himself, that's all, just be a child, it's better than a horse.
Judging from the complicated tricks of this old monster, I am afraid that Dao is still older than his father. There is always a saying in the immortal way that a child is equal to half a son, so he is closer than ordinary disciples.
In this way, wouldn’t it mean that my eighth prince has been promoted in seniority in vain?
Although Ao Qingqi also felt that Tong'er's statement was a bit strange, she still understood it quite well when she thought of Ao Zhengrong's daily naughty behavior:
"Xiaoba, this child, has been spoiled by his father since he was a child. Let the husband repair him, which will cure his bad temper."
After being suppressed for many years, although Ao Qingqi's magical powers had greatly declined, her vision was still there. Naturally, she could see that Xu Xing was unfathomable, and she could even recognize the water god's seal in his hand.
Obviously, King Jingyang died in his hands.
No matter what his origin is, a strong man with such high combat power is naturally qualified to be Xiaoba's teacher.
Speaking of this, Ao Qingqi smiled again, let go of Ao Zhengrong, cupped her hands towards Xu Xingsha Shuang, cupped her fists and said:
"This time, I also want to thank Mr. Xu. If not, neither Liu Lang nor I would be able to escape this disaster."
——Ranagi Lang? !
Hearing such an affectionate address, Ao Zhengrong's previously admiring expression immediately converged and became extremely serious. His eyes suddenly condensed and narrowed into a thin slit, as if tempered into a piercing cold light, which was about to cut Liu Yi into pieces with a thousand knives. .
After such an incident as King Jingyang had just happened, Ao Zhengrong looked at Liu Yi who seemed to be taking advantage of the situation. Naturally, he didn't like it.
However, he also knew that in order to save his fourth sister, Liu Yi had destroyed many connections and was willing to take extraordinary risks to stay in Annan and share life and death with Ao Qingqi, but in the end there was no attack.
Even Liu Yi himself felt uncomfortable when he heard these two words. He smiled bitterly, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Ao Zhengrong's sharp gaze, which made him even more bitter.
Xu Xing naturally felt this sinister atmosphere, and when he looked at Ao Qingqi's bright and bright smile without haze, he had to admit that he might have made a mistake in his judgment.
This Princess Ao Si may simply be a stupid girl.
However, Xu Xing had a better impression of this kind of person, so he also smiled, waved his hand and said:
"Xu came to Annan originally to visit the Dragon Lord of Qiantang and ask for advice on the cultivation key of the ancient road of gods and demons.
Since you have asked for something, it is only right for those people to solve some troubles, so the princess does not need to say thank you. ”
Xu Xing's understatement shocked Ao Qingqi, making her even more certain that Mr. Xu had an extraordinary background.
King Jingyang is well-known in the cultivation world of Middle-earth, but his strength far exceeds his fame. After turning to the magic sect, he became even more unfathomable.
But even such a scheming and unpredictable devil is nothing more than a minor trouble in Mr. Xu's eyes?
Ao Qingqi looked at Xu Xing with surprise, then looked at Ao Zhengrong, and saw that her very high-spirited younger brother also looked convinced, and she was even more shocked.
——What is the origin of this Mr. Xu?
But soon, Ao Qingqi thought of something, frowned and said with some worry:
"Mr. Xu just said that my uncle also came to Annan, but..."
The three of them knew what Ao Qingqi didn't say. After all, Qiantang Dragon Lord's famous, or rather fierce, reputation was too loud.
Who doesn't know that the second master of Dragon Palace's ability to cause trouble is as strong as his fighting power. If he were to come here in person, how could the Annan realm be able to maintain the word "safe"?
Xu Xing shook his sleeves, released the remaining soul of Yu Qinglin, and said solemnly:
"I'm afraid I have to ask him for advice on this matter."
At this time, Li Xiuru also controlled the "Ji Du Yin Yao Sword Talisman" and led Zuo Qingtian to this place, and Xu Xing and others also moved to the shore.
Only then did Ao Qingqi notice the horrific remnants of Xu Xing's previous fight with King Jingyang.
The huge lake shocked her even more. She realized that over the years, King Jingyang, who had turned to magic arts, had advanced beyond her imagination.
Ao Qingqi couldn't help but raise her eyes and glanced at Xu Xing with a little awe, just because although King Jingyang was strong, wasn't it still killed by the man in front of her in a very short time?
Seeing that Liu Yi was safe and sound, Zuo Qingtian also breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them didn't say much, they just nodded to each other and smiled.
As casual cultivators struggling to survive, they face life-threatening dangers almost every day, and separation and death are commonplace.
In the eyes of the two of them, although An Ran's reunion was worthy of joy, it was not a big deal.
Looking at the behavior of the two people, Xu Xing couldn't help but sigh.
In the face of life and death, these casual cultivators who have no hope of success and are in danger are more open-minded and calm than the orthodox gods like King Jingyang who have enjoyed hundreds of years of incense and are expected to live forever.
So, how many loose cultivators are there in the world like Zuo Qingtian and Liu Yi who care little about life and death but value loyalty and commitment?
Thinking of this, Xu Xing thought of Zuo Qingtian's previous indifferent words describing the miserable life of casual cultivators, and a thought suddenly emerged in his mind.
Wouldn’t such a person be more worthy of eternal life?
After Zuo Qingtian nodded, he pushed Li Xiuru out and introduced Liu Yi:
"This is Brother Li Xiuru, a disciple of the Qingcheng Sword Sect and a direct descendant of the Li family. He is also the half-successor of Xu Hanwen's golden acupuncture method.
This time, it was Xu Hanwen who asked him to come out and come to save you. ”
Liu Yi was quite surprised to hear the identity of Qingcheng Daozhuan and the direct descendant of the Li family. When Zuo Qingtian saw this, he did not hide anything and told everything about what happened recently.
His words were quite simple, without any exaggeration. They were completely straightforward, but they also seemed particularly moving.
Liu Yi couldn't help but be moved when he heard that the two of them were willing to cross the demon tide for themselves and even encountered an old demon like the Black Mountain Old Demon.
The Feng Shui sorcerer looked serious, shook his sleeves, stepped forward quickly, bowed his hands to Li Xiuru and Xu Xing:
"Thank you, Brother Li, for your generous help, and also thank you, Senior Xu, for your help."
Xu Xing just laughed it off. After all, Li Xiuru was still young and thin-skinned. Seeing Liu Yi being so solemn, he was a little shy, but he couldn't help but cheered in his heart.
Although Li Xiuru couldn't bear the praise and gratitude from others, he liked it very much.
For him, this feeling of helping others is far more satisfying than taking lives.
It's a pity that in today's world where demons are raging and ghosts are rampant, Li Xiuru's ideas are too naive.
Even the senior family members in Qingcheng Zhengzong who loved him very much could not accept it.
The only ones who recognized this and were willing to provide support to Li Xiuru were his master and the medical heir Xu Xian and Xu Hanwen.
After listening to this story, Ao Qingqi paid more attention to what Xu Xing did and the old Black Mountain demon. She frowned and said:
"Is it the southern branch of the Demon Sect again?"
The old demon of Heishan was a magic sect master who had suddenly emerged in the past few decades. Ao Qingqi had been suppressed at that time, so naturally she didn't know his origin.
However, the Dragon Palace lineage was extremely sensitive to Youyou Ye Motian, so Ao Qingqi also instinctively sensed that there might be another hidden story behind this series of events.
Xu Xing pulled out the remaining soul of Yu Qinglin, waved it in front of Li Xiuru, and asked:
"Xiu Ru, is this person from your Qingcheng Sword Sect?"
Although he had recognized Yu Qinglin just now, when Li Xiuru saw this familiar face again, there was still a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"This is Senior Brother Yu from the Songfengguan lineage at Yunya Peak, a direct disciple of the peak master, Uncle Pei..."
Hearing the words "Yunya Peak Songfengguan", except for Xu Xing, the faces of Zuo Qingtian and Liu Yi changed. Even the siblings Ao Zhengrong and Ao Qingqi were moved.
Although Qingcheng Jianzong has thirty-six peaks, seventy-two caves, and one hundred and eight sceneries, there are only a few peaks where Da Zhenren sits, and Yunya Peak is one of them.
Pei Zhengsheng, the master of Songfeng Temple in Yunya Peak, is not only a master of swordsmanship, but also a disciple of the Pei family in Hedong. He has the family swordsmanship derived from the swordsman of the Pei family, and has acquired the essence of Qingcheng swordsmanship. Combining the strengths of the two families, it is actually He is one of the most unfathomable among the sword masters of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.
Moreover, although this person came from a noble family, he was very brave and courageous. In the realm of real people, he once penetrated into the Shiwan Mountains, invited a group of demon kings to fight, and defeated them. He entered Wutai and fought against the master of the evil sword sect. He taught the evil ancestor and defeated him, so he became famous all over the world and his chivalrous reputation spread far and wide. Together with another great master who was born in the Li family, he was known as the two swordsmen of the sect.
When the evil calamity came in the past, Pei Zhengsheng, who had become a great master, was responsible for guarding the Jianmen Pass. He sealed the pass with one sword. His sword energy and sword intent turned into a mighty river, with the vast mountains as its channel, flowing freely to cleanse the evil in the world. The atmosphere, the traces of which still exist today, are spectacular.
But how could his disciple be with King Jingyang?
Everyone looked at each other and couldn't think of an answer. Ao Zhengrong once again took on the task of explaining, telling Xu Xing the origins of Yu Qinglin and the Yunya Peak Songfengguan lineage.
After Xu Xing listened, he pondered for a moment and suddenly asked:
"Everyone, do any of you know any magic such as soul searching, or magical powers?"
Regarding the matters of Yu Qinglin and Pei Zhengsheng, at least for now, Xu Xing is not that concerned.
For him, the most important thing right now is to find clues related to Qiantang Dragon Lord from Yu Qinglin's remnant soul.
Just hearing this question, everyone was silent, and there was something inexplicable and unclear in their eyes when they looked at Xu Xing.
The same thoughts were running in their minds.
The soul-searching techniques in this world, without exception, are all inherited from the Demon Sect. After all, the Demon is a creature that wanders in color and space, can transform between form and form, form and intangibility at will, and feeds on the foundation of ordinary monks.
Taoist practice, on the other hand, pays attention to the word "purity". Whether it is to protect the clarity of one's Taoist foundation, or to avoid being taken advantage of by demons, there is no need to resort to such methods.
Generally speaking, as long as someone says that he knows how to search for souls, he is either a member of the demon sect, a descendant of the demon, a slave, or a demon, with few exceptions.
Therefore, even casual cultivators like Liu Yi and Zuo Qingtian, who are well-informed and not taboo on meat and vegetables, have never seen anyone talk about the soul-searching method so calmly.
Finally, Ao Zhengrong spoke, reminding him rather tactfully:
"Senior, the soul-searching method is inherited from the Demon Sect. Yu Qinglin's collusion with King Jingyang may have been planted with demon seeds. If he searches for souls rashly, he may be infected by the demon and damage the Taoist foundation. .”
After Xu Xing heard this, he just raised his eyebrows and said:
"I mean, you don't understand? As for this remnant soul, can you guys find a way to pry open his mouth?" "Um..."
Everyone looked at the remnant soul, and there was another silence. This was not only helpless, but even speechless.
Yu Qinglin's sword embryo, along with his soul and legal body, were all cut off by Xu Xing's sword. If it weren't for the nourishment of the huge Yimu essence, the Dao foundation would gradually collapse, but the speed was greatly delayed.
Now, he can't even be said to be a dying person with half of his body buried in the ground. Instead, he is 99% dead, with only a little bit of warmth left, symbolizing that he has lived.
Such a thing that even a ghost can't make, how else can we make him speak?
Come to think of it, even the people who are the best at communicating with the underworld and manipulating ghosts would be unable to imagine it here.
Xu Xing sighed and said:
"Since there is nothing you can do, I can only try my best."
The rest of the people didn't know Xu Xing well, and they all looked at each other in confusion. They couldn't figure out what kind of means he had. Could he really be able to bring the dead back to life?
Ao Zhengrong, who was most familiar with Xu Xing, couldn't help but feel shocked, because he knew that this old monster always had a target in mind and never said anything he was unsure of.
Recalling Xu Xing's unparalleled self-created and supreme magical power in the void, as well as his sophisticated and all-encompassing methods, an idea suddenly emerged.
——Is this old monster still proficient in magic arts?
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Yu Qinglin's injuries were caused by Xu Xing himself, so no one knew better than him that this was a dead man.
However, sometimes the dead are better than the living.
Just like now.
Xu Xing took out the Heavenly Drum Thunder Sound Seal in his hand, and the Yin and Yang Qi intertwined and collided behind him. Finally, a pure blue thunder light burst out, and then a deep and powerful thunder burst out.
The thunder seemed to come from the infinitely distant sky. It was extremely dull, but it did not make people feel depressed at all. On the contrary, it gave a sense of vitality.
The gazes of Ao Qingqi and Ao Zhengrong fluctuated a little, and they recognized that the aura contained in this thunder was quite similar to the "Dutian Yimu Qingxiao Divine Thunder" in the Xuanmen thunder method, but it was also somewhat different.
This kind of thunder method is born from the transformation of Yimu essence. It is not good at killing, but it is extremely capable of stimulating vitality. It has the same nature as the spring thunder during the "Jingzhe" time.
The thunderer is the cardinal of yin and yang.
Since Xu Xing clearly understood the yin and yang of Tai Chi, he naturally also mastered the power of thunder. He learned this thunder method from the big locust tree. The sound of thunder also contains the meaning of the cloud and thunder sound of Buddhism that destroys heretics and awakens the world. .
As soon as this thunder came out, the Yimu essence that originally filled Yu Qinglin's remnant soul spontaneously condensed and turned into green-gold characters smaller than grains of rice, connected into pieces of tantric scriptures, forming a A sutra pillar envelops the entire remnant soul.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw Yu Qinglin's remnant soul, in ignorance, holding the Dharma seal with his hands, sitting cross-legged under the sutra pillar, unconsciously reciting this chapter, which even the Ao siblings had never heard of. Scripture.
But Ao Qingqi was older after all. Although she didn’t know where this scripture came from, she recognized Xu Xing’s method and said in surprise:
"The method of degree?!"
Xu Xing used the Tantric method of salvation, which he used to convert Wu Xingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, completely changing the evil temperament of the Tianshan Child Elder.
However, he has always disliked this method and did not delve into this path, so he put it aside.
It wasn't until he saw Shangri-La in the previous world and obtained Temujin's complete set of memories that Xu Xing had a completely new understanding and feeling of the tantric method of manipulating the power of incense and aspiration and enlightenment.
When Temujin fought, although he used boxing techniques that combined the essence of the God of War's catalog and forged a lifetime of experience and tenacity, his Buddhist teachings were also extremely profound. Even the cultivation of "the great method of changing the sky and striking the earth", It is also better than Phagpa.
Without such attainments, Genghis Khan would not have been regarded as the Holy King of Chakravartin by the Tantric sects. What's more, he had personally experienced a reincarnation, and his understanding of "the great method of changing the sky and striking the earth" was naturally more profound.
Now Xu Xing is going to use the initiation technique to forcefully activate the "Great Technique of Transforming the Heaven and Strike the Earth", causing Yu Qinglin to reincarnate several times in an instant, completely becoming a devout believer, and revealing the secret on his own.
This is also because of Ao Zhengrong’s reminder.
Although Xu Xing has met the two masters of the Demon Sect, Old Demon of Black Mountain and King of Jingyang, he has never fought against the legendary Zi Zi Tian Demon who is the most deceptive and ubiquitous demon in the world.
Therefore, in order to prevent unexpected events, he simply put more effort into it.
While reciting Buddhist scriptures, Yu Qinglin overflowed with the essence of his soul and evolved into pictures, including his past when he was a bandit in Guan County, his experience of learning swordsmanship at Qingcheng Sword Sect, and some trivial matters. Chores.
After all, he now has a remnant of his soul. Even if Xu Xing has the magical power, he can't sort out Yu Qinglin's consciousness completely, and can only let him disperse freely in such chaos.
The final picture showed a huge red dragon that could almost span the sky, as well as a series of mountains.
His pious and focused face suddenly showed an expression of endless pain, and the content of the picture was changed to a tall figure dressed in white, Sheng Xue, who seemed to be alone in the world.
The next moment, an invisible sword intent struck out from the depths of Yu Qinglin's soul, completely wiping out his consciousness.
Although there was only a trace of this sword intention, it was the most condensed and pure that Xu Xing had ever seen in his life. Compared with it, even his own divine will was more than inferior.
The sword's intention was upright and awe-inspiring, as bright as the sun and the moon, without any impurities, and radiant. The sword cut Xu Xing between his eyebrows.
Xu Xing let out a light sigh and changed his hand skills again. The liver corresponding to the genus Oriental Wood in the Five Zang Temple lit up with a blue divine light. In the light, a Buddha who was supreme, immeasurable, bright and holy appeared.
It is the Tathagata Immovable from the East.
The locust tree in his sleeve also lit up with green balls of light, turning into a thunder wave with splashing light and shadow, completely drowning this trace of sword intent.
The bystanders did not expect such a change. They all flew back and retreated thirty feet away. In this thirty-foot world, they saw blue thunder rolling, boiling like anger, and thundering loudly, shaking the world.
After a while, Xu Xing fluttered his long sleeves and put the big locust tree into his sleeves. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the cultivator who was holding a sword and talisman, and he raised his eyebrows and asked:
"Xiu Ru, your sword master, do you really have the habit of planting sword intent in your disciples?"
"This..."
Seeing this scene, no matter how naive Li Xiuru was, he still knew what was going on and couldn't hide his horror.
"Could it be that Uncle Pei is serious..."
Xu Xing did not express any opinion on this, he just recalled the artistic conception of the sword just now and looked at a place in the distance with deep eyes.
This is the first time that Xu Xing has deeply realized the power of Da Zhenren series in this world. It is indeed a whole level higher than where he is now.
With such sword intent and sword power, he is indeed recognized by this world as a pure swordsman who is best at killing, fighting, and slaying demons.
Except for Xu Xing, the others looked at each other with solemn expressions and were speechless for a moment.
Although they had expected it when they knew Yu Qinglin's identity, when they saw this scene, everyone was speechless.
After all, it was not someone else, but Pei Zhengsheng!
But why him? !
How could it be him? !
However, before finding out the matter, the first thing they have to do is to find the traces of Qiantang Dragon Lord.
Liu Yi spoke first and said in a deep voice:
"I saw clearly that place just now. It should be Dry Rock Mountain on the border of Shiwanda Mountain. It is about seven or eight hundred miles away from us.
Dry Rock Mountain is a dangerous place with weak strata within a radius of a hundred miles, and there are often evil spirits from the Nine Grounds, or even the poisonous flames of Taihuo erupting.
Those old demons must have taken advantage of the favorable location to set up an array here to trap Lord Long. ”
Liu Yi is an orthodox successor of the Feng Shui lineage, and the compass in his hand is a rare item passed down from generation to generation by this ancient tradition. He also took a desperate risk in the past and found it from the Shiwan Mountain.
Since then, Liu Yi has often relied on his fortune-telling skills to find dragons' acupoints, seek good luck and avoid bad luck, walking in the mountains, collecting heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and collecting information on various rare and exotic animals in exchange for training materials.
Therefore, his understanding of Shiwandashan is naturally extraordinary, and he can tell where Qiantang Dragon Lord is at just one glance.
Xu Xing turned his head, looked at the most powerful fighting force besides himself, and said in a deep voice:
"There are many experts there, so it would be faster for me to go alone. You should protect them first and search King Jingyang's water palace, and wait for me to come back."
Ao Zhengrong heard this and knew that this was the best strategy now.
This group of demons who dared to attack Qiantang Dragon Lord must have had a plan in advance. Except for Xu Xing, no one must be able to shake the situation. If the others follow rashly, they will be nothing more than a burden.
Therefore, the eighth prince nodded, without saying any unnecessary words, but handed the rotten silver gun he carried to Xu Xing, and said in a deep voice:
"Senior, take this thing with you. As soon as your uncle sees it, he will understand what's going on, so you don't have to waste too much time talking."
Ao Zhengrong knew that Lord Long had a violent temper. If he was ambushed, it would be even more difficult to distinguish right from wrong. When he saw Xu Xing coming to help, he would think that it was a plot by the enemy to attack first, so he gave this personal belonging to him to prove his identity.
Liu Yi also stretched out his index finger and touched the center of his eyebrows to convey the detailed location of Dry Rock Mountain to Xu Xing.
Xu Xing took the rotten silver spear, and without saying much, he stood up from the ground, taking the water essence and Yimu Qing Qi that had not dissipated here, turned into a blue and blue rainbow, and rushed straight to Dry Rock Mountain.
With the speed of his escape method, and the help of the two magic weapons of Washing Mo Kunfeng and Rotten Silver Spear, he has already exceeded the speed of sound, and it won't take long to reach Dry Rock Mountain.
After a while, Xu Xing looked down and looked ahead, but saw a sea of green shade, which suddenly stopped at a certain line. Going further, there were stretches of sand and rocks, forming a desolate area that looked like the Gobi.
The further you go, the closer the earth becomes to black and red. The soil further ahead glows hot and dark red, and magma is rolling in the cracks. The entire ground is like a pot of boiling purgatory hot soup.
The smoke and dust that permeated the surface of the earth were encircled by the hot air rising from the ground, and gathered into an iron-gray haze cloud that covered the sky.
At the junction of heaven and earth, between the loess, a majestic mountain peak rises from the ground. In the center of the mountain peak is an extremely huge sinkhole, bottomless, with endless flames churning in it, like a sea of fire.
This is Dry Rock Mountain.
The thick black smoke was billowing like a flag fluttering in the wind. There were six circular altars around the tiankeng. On each altar sat a monk holding a flag flag. Each of them had a calm breath, and everyone was stunned. For the realm of real people.
The flags were painted with images of Asuras, Yakshas, evil spirits and other heavenly and secret demons. The six flags and flags were constantly beating, and the sky of the entire mountain peak was shrouded in dense, overlapping clouds of bloody smoke.
Countless blood flames erupted at once and crashed down towards the big crater with such violence that it was like a meteorite breaking apart and scattering into billions of sparks, turning the world into a sea of blood.
The bloody flames and thunder that swept through the sky surged and surged like a stormy wave, shooting towards the pit. Even though Xu Xing saw it from a distance, he felt a burning sensation that he had not seen for a long time.
This Yin Thunder Blood Flame Formation relied on the veins of the Dry Rock Mountain to stir up the poisonous flames of the earth's lungs. It also used the secret method of the Northern Yasha Shura Heaven to attract countless blood sea demons to come here. Its power is even greater than that of King Jingyang. I don’t know how many there are in the Shuifu Formation.
If King Jingyang, with his hundreds of years of management and control over the Divine Realm, could make the Great Immortal spend some time, then this formation could completely suppress or even kill the Great Immortal.
However, although countless Yin thunder, blood flames, Gang Qi, and demons attacked and killed one after another, they could only scratch the crystal clear scales of the giant dragon in the formation, as if they were made of molten jade. A series of sparks appear.
The body of the red dragon was winding and tangled, more than thirty feet long. Its limbs were strong and powerful, its scales were shining, its head was pointed toward the sky, its eyes were full of defiance and disdain, and it roared:
"With this, do you want to do anything to win over a certain family?!"
Seeing this scene, the six real men in the main formation also felt deeply strenuous and couldn't help but secretly complain.
In fact, one of the reasons why King Jingyang kept Ao Qingqi alive was to attract more sea-border aquatic tribes to come here and refine her essence and soul into various magic treasures.
Qiantang Dragon Lord, who diligently cultivates the ancient path of gods and demons, has abundant energy, strong body, and is fierce and stubborn, is undoubtedly the most worthy target in the sea realm.
In order to deal with the Dragon Lord of Money Tang, the northern Yaksha Shuratian, the Wutai Mountain Evil Sword Sect, the southern Xinjiang Red Gu Ridge, and Youyou Yemotian itself, who conspired with the Jingyang King, spent no one knows how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures were consumed, and how many lives were sacrificed. This "Yin Thunder Blood Flame Formation" was just laid out.
Although it costs a lot, it all makes sense as long as it succeeds in the end.
But everyone did not expect one thing. Although Qiantang Longjun once received the divine urn, he never tried to control the water veins of Qiantang through the divine urn. Instead, he regarded moving clouds, spreading rain, and regulating the essence of mountains and rivers as a kind of Cultivation, purely using magic power and the physical body, accomplishes all this.
Therefore, when the demonic calamity came, the Dragon Lord was not affected much at all, and his cultivation of the ancient gods and demons was far stronger than they imagined.
The "Yin Thunder and Blood Flame Formation" that I thought was a sure thing turned out to be somewhat unable to control his posture!
It's just that in the big formation, Qiantang Dragon Lord, who seems to be arrogant and contemptuous of everything, is not as calm as he appears.
Because besides the six main formation members, there were three "people" who did not take action. They just used their methods and fell outside the formation. They looked at this place from a distance and stood still.
One of them was wearing mixed clothes and shoes, with a sinister face, fluttering sleeves, and five balls of brilliant silver light lingering around his body. He was fierce and unrivaled. He was the leader of the Wutai Mountain Evil Sword Sect, Huan Xie Patriarch.
Although this person was defeated at the hands of Pei Zhengsheng in the past, he still managed to escape with his life. He was even more courageous after realizing his shame. Now, although he has not reached the status of Dazhen, he also collects the Geng Jin Xuan Qi and mixes it with the evil Qi of the earth, lungs, and poison. Fire, practice a set of "Five Ultimate Golden Flame Gang Divine Sword".
This set of flying swords is extremely powerful. It has the meaning of Gengjin and Lihuo, and is mixed with the poisonous evil energy originating from the earth's lungs. No matter what magic weapon it is, if it is struck by his flying sword, it will be shattered into powder, even if it is only four The overflowing sword energy is enough to corrode the Dao foundation of a real person and burn out the soul.
Ancestor Hun Xie has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for many years, and has enough swordsmanship to establish a sect. With such a divine sword, he can even compete with ordinary great masters. Not only will he not fall behind, but he can come and go freely.
Even so, he was still the least threatening to Qiantang Dragon Lord among the three.
Behind Patriarch Hun Xie was a very eye-catching man with a strong physique, bare chest, and only wearing a bright raincoat. His whole body was colorful.
His hair was thick and thick, his muscles were gnarled, and the masseter muscles on his face were particularly developed. A pair of dark eyes stared at Qiantang Dragon Lord, and his two rows of sharp white teeth were constantly interlaced and spattered with sparks, making him look particularly ferocious and arrogant.
Just because he is not a human being, but the shaman god respected by all the Miao villages in Chigu Mountain. His original body is a strange monster with nine heads, four claws, and two wings, so he is called the Nine-Headed King.
This nine-headed king is not only physically powerful, but also proficient in Miao witchcraft and Gu magic. He is also like the King of Jingyang, possessing the power of the Miao people's incense and aspiration for thousands of years. , has already ascended to the status of Dazhen, and naturally overshadows the ancestor Huan Xie.
But the opponent that Qiantang Dragon King paid most attention to and was wary of was not the Nine-headed King, but another burly old man with an ape's back and a wasp's waist, long arms above his knees, and an angry beard.
The old man's skin was pale, his eyes were red, his arms were covered with majestic scales, and his whole body was emitting rich blood, just like a drought demon.
And he is not just a drought demon who was born with the power of calamity and wanted to make the world red for thousands of miles, but a drought demon who received the innocent inheritance of Yaksha Shura and trained into the demonic body of Asura!
In his hand, there is a spear with a barrel as clear as black jade, as thick as a goose egg, and a length of about ten feet. The tassel of the spear is dark red, and it is made of condensed blood. The five divine swords must be sharper.
This person is Wang Yanzhang, the most powerful confidant under Lord Yasha Shura, the so-called "Iron Spear God General". He is unique in the world in terms of his pistol skills, and he rarely encounters opponents.
This Wang Tiejian was a heroic military strategist during his lifetime. He always believed in the creed of "a leopard dies and leaves its skin, and a man dies and leaves its name."
After he died on the battlefield, he was haunted by the ghost of an injustice. The Northern Demon used his supreme magical power to turn him into a dragon-slaying and cloud-slaying demon that ravaged the red earth for thousands of miles in its path.
After achieving Han Bao, Wang Yanzhang received the help of Huang Jutian, the demon from the East, and developed the demonic body of Asura, which is even more powerful than before!
Even though Lord Qiantang has always been a domineering and domineering style, he still has to act cautiously in the face of this military hero who was originally a drought demon and turned into an asura.
What's more, the land of Dry Rock Mountain is inherently weak and suffers from severe drought all year round, which is more suitable for this Drought Demon to display what he has learned throughout his life! (End of chapter)