The giant hand of the fire-lin Immortal Lord was blocked by the sword formation. The hot flames and the cold sword light intertwined, bursting out dazzling light. The entire valley was instantly filled with violent spiritual power fluctuations, and the ground was violently shaking, cracking deep The bottomless gap. "This... how is this possible!" A trace of shock flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Huo Lin. Unexpectedly, these puppets could actually use such a powerful sword formation to vaguely suppress him.
The thirteen dragon guard puppets had expressionless faces, as if they had no emotions in combat machines. Their movements were neat and uniform. Thirteen dragon-toothed swords were swiftly passing through the sword formation, giving birth to sharp sword lights. The shaved Huolin Immortal Lord was covered in blood.
The Huolin Immortal Lord's face became extremely ugly. He realized that he had underestimated the strength of these puppets. If he continued like this, he would not only be unable to seize the "Wanbao Ding" weapon refining map, but might even fall here. "Die for me!" The Immortal Huolin shouted angrily, and the flames around him suddenly expanded, so fierce that they almost ignited the air around him. His body began to twist and deform in this violent force, and with a wave of trouble With a deafening roar, a giant object broke out from the shell - it was a fire unicorn covered with fiery red scales, with feet on flames and eyes like torches, which was the true form of the Fire Lin Immortal Lord.
The Immortal Huolin transformed into a fire unicorn, with flames turbulent around him, and the hot aura instantly swept across the entire valley. His eyes were like two burning suns, emitting heart-pounding pressure, as if they were about to burn everything. Its four hooves stepped in the void, and every step it fell, leaving a trace of flame in the air. "Roar--!" The Immortal Huolin let out a roar that shook the earth, and the sound waves swept over like substance, shattering the surrounding rocks, and the ground cracked countless deep holes. The bottom-down gap.
Faced with the power of the Immortal Huolin, the thirteen Dragon Guard puppets were still expressionless. Their movements were neat and uniform. Thirteen Dragon Tooth Dao Swords rushed through the sword formation, and the sword light was like a rainbow , forming an airtight sword net, surrounding the Huolin Immortal Lord.
"Guiyuan Sword Formation - Dragon Roar Nine Heavens!" Thirteen Dragon Guard Puppets shouted in unison, and the thirteen Dragon Tooth Dao Swords burst out with dazzling light in an instant, and the spiritual power fluctuations in the sword formation suddenly broke out. As the sword light turned into silver dragons, pounced towards the Immortal Huolin.
A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Huolin. He suddenly raised his front hooves and stepped hard towards the ground. Suddenly, a huge crack broke open on the ground, and hot magma gushed out of the cracks and turned into The qilins were catching fire and biting towards the silver dragon in the sword formation.
"Boom--!" The fire kirin collided with the silver dragon, and a shocking roar broke out. The flames and sword light intertwined, forming a huge energy vortex that devoured everything around.
The Immortal Huolin did not stop the attack, but suddenly jumped, turned into a flame meteor, rushing towards the center of the sword formation, and the horns condensed with blazing light.
"Guiyuan Sword Formation - Yuanlong Guiyi!" Thirteen Dragon Guards puppets pinched the sword technique together, and the thirteen Dragon Tooth Dao Swords instantly merged into one, turning into a huge silver dragon. The sword, a lifelike silver dragon was wrapped around the sword body, and the dragon roar shook the sky and the earth, slashing towards the Immortal Huolin. "Roar--!" The Immortal Huolin let out an angry roar, and his horns suddenly hit the silver dragon sword. The flames collided with the sword light again, bursting out a dazzling light. The huge body of the Fire Kirin was shook several steps back, and the silver dragon sword also trembled slightly under this blow, and the shadow of the silver dragon on the sword became a little dimmed.
The body of the Huolin Immortal Lord paused, and the next moment, it flew away like a cannonball, plunging into the sword formation of thirteen Dragon Guard puppets.
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For a moment, in the valley, the battle scroll intertwined by flames and sword lights reached an unprecedented climax. The fire unicorn transformed into the Immortal of Fire Lin, every time it hits and roars, it seems to tear the world apart. The flames surrounding it are like storms, bombarding the sword formation indiscriminately, making the sword formation The light is bright and dark, and it fluctuates unstable.
The Guiyuan Sword Formation composed of thirteen Dragon Guard puppets showed amazing resilience and coordination under the fierce attack of the Huolin Immortal Lord. They seem to be a multi-faceted whole. Even when facing such a powerful enemy, they did not see any panic. Sword lights slashed out and carried out accurate strikes on the Immortal Huolin. Although it was difficult to damage the body, it gradually Eliminate its strength and patience.
At this moment, Wan Ziliang and a group of guest elders had already retreated to the distance, staring at this earth-shaking battle in amazement, their hearts filled with shock and fear. They had never seen such a powerful battle, even if the Mahayana monks were pursuing their eyes. The showdown between them may not have such a terrifying power. "What a terrible battle, such a strong puppet, I force the Immortal Huolin to take action with all my might." Elder Qin murmured to himself, with a hint of trembling in his voice.
Wan Ziliang's face was also ugly, and he felt a little uneasy. The appearance of the Immortal Lord of Huolin has disrupted his plan, and fellow Taoist Mu can drive so many high-level puppets to compete with the Immortal Lord of Huolin, which makes He felt incredible. "Master, what should we do?" a guest elder asked in a low voice, with a hint of panic in his voice.
Wan Ziliang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Watch it and don't act rashly. This battle is not something we can intervene."
It's here. At that time, a small figure appeared in front of Wan Ziliang. It was a little girl.
The little girl looked about seven or eight years old. She was wearing a light green silk skirt with a few embroidered on the hem of the skirt. The exquisite lotus sways gently with her steps. Her hair was black and soft, tied into two small buns, with a few crystal clear spirit beads tied to it, shining with a faint light. Her face is as delicate as a porcelain doll, her skin is as fair as jade, and her big eyes are clear and bright, as if she can see through people's hearts. However, there was a hint of calmness and depth in her eyes that was inconsistent with her age, as if she had experienced countless years of precipitation.
The appearance of the little girl made Wan Ziliang and the guests' elders stunned. Her aura was extremely special. She had neither the spiritual power fluctuations of cultivators nor the fireworks of mortals. It seemed to be integrated with this world, but she also carried it. A trace of indescribable majesty. "Who are you?" Wan Ziliang asked vigilantly, feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart. The little girl's appearance was too strange, especially at such a tense moment.
The little girl looked at Wan Ziliang and smiled slightly, her voice was as crisp as a silver bell and said, "I am Mingyue, and I am here to retrieve the high-level spiritual objects that I have traded."
" The spirit of the seventh-level puppet? "Wan Ziliang stared at Mingyue, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he had already recognized her identity, and a storm broke out in his heart. He never expected that the little girl in front of him was actually a spirit of a seventh-level puppet ! Seventh-level puppets are already extremely rare, and seventh-level puppets that can give birth to independent intelligence are rare, and their value is even no less than that of a top-quality Taoist weapon. "You... are you a puppet of fellow Taoist Mu?" Wan Ziliang suppressed the shock in his heart and asked tentatively.
Mingyue nodded, her tone was calm but with a hint of unquestionableness: "That's right. The master is controlling the puppet to fight against the Immortal Huo Lin, and she has no time to clone her. I specially ordered me to come and get those high-level spiritual materials. Do you have any objections?"< br>
Hearing this, Wan Ziliang suddenly felt a sudden heart. Unexpectedly, Fellow Daoist Mu still had a seventh-level puppet spirit! This means that Fellow Daoist Mu's strength is far beyond his imagination, and may even be even more terrifying than the Immortal of Fire Lin. "The spiritual materials... have been prepared, but I should give me the weapon refining map of the 'Wanbao Ding'!" Wan Ziliang took a deep breath and looked at Mingyue and said vigilantly.
The master will never break his promise. "Mingyue smiled slightly, looked up at the ongoing battle, and reminded: "However, that person came to the 'Wanbao Ding' weapon refining map. I will give it to you. Do you dare? "Hearing this, Wan Ziliang's face changed slightly, and his eyes wandered between the bright moon and the fierce battle. The value of the "Wanbao Ding" weapon refining map is of great significance. Now its news has leaked. Once he takes it, it means it may attract Countless covetous and disasters.
However, if Wan Ziliang gave up, he would be really unwilling to accept it.
"What are you thinking about? The weapon refining map is here. Master Wan, bring those high-level spiritual materials! I'm still in a hurry to go back and report to the master!" Mingyue and Mingyue came from the hand of the substitute puppet Retrieve the scroll and look at Wan Ziliang and signal.
Wan Ziliang's eyes flashed. After struggling for a while, he couldn't help but ask: "Miss Mingyue, your master's puppet control technique is so superb. I wonder if... can get rid of the Fire Lin by hand. Immortal Lord, can you relieve this big trouble for us?"
Hearing this, Mingyue frowned slightly, a little surprised by Wan Ziliang's proposal, and seemed reasonable. "I cannot tell you clearly this. The master has his own principles in his actions and will not easily form such powerful enemies unless necessary. However, the master has never had any good feelings for the cultivators of the fairy world and the demon cultivators in the Demon Abyss. That guy should be dealt with by the master, and the rest depends on you. "Mingyue thought for a while and responded to Wan Ziliang.
Upon hearing this, although Wan Ziliang felt unwilling to accept it, he also understood that he was in a passive position and could only hope for fellow Taoist Mu's easy move. "I understand. The high-level spiritual materials are here. Please check them." Wan Ziliang took out a storage ring from his arms and handed it to Mingyue without hesitation.
Fellow Daoist Mu's strength is unfathomable. By controlling some seventh-level puppets, he can arrange such a terrible sword formation, making it difficult for the Immortal Huolin to escape. If he wants to do anything bad for him, As for this, I may not even have a chance to resist.
"That's right!" Mingyue took the storage ring, swept her spiritual sense, and confirmed that the spiritual materials were correct. She smiled slightly and handed the scroll to the other party: "Wanbao Ding" weapon refining picture , you have put it away! "
Wan Ziliang nodded, happily accepted the inspector and confirmed that he would keep it close.
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Wan Ziliang was still uneasy in his heart. Looking at Mingyue who was about to leave, he couldn't help asking: "Miss Mingyue, Fellow Daoist Mu... Who is he?"
Mingyue looked at it. A deep light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered: "The identity of the master is not what you should ask. However, I can tell you that the master's strength is far beyond your imagination. Today's matter, Master Wan is the best. Thinking that nothing had happened, otherwise..."
Mingyue did not continue to say it, but the threat in her words made Wan Ziliang feel cold. He nodded quickly and said, "Miss Mingyue, don't worry, Wan understands What to do?”
Mingyue smiled slightly, turned around and prepared to leave.
At this moment, a roar that shook the sky and the earth suddenly came from a distance, and then a blazing pillar of flame rose into the sky, illuminating the entire valley. "Roar-! You ants dare to hurt me!" The voice of the Immortal Huolin echoed in the valley like thunder, full of anger and madness.
Mingyue frowned slightly, turned to look at the battlefield in the distance, and a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes: "The trapped beast is still fighting, it is not far from death!"
Wan Ziliang and a group of guest officials The elders were also shocked by the sudden change and looked at the battlefield in the distance. They saw that the body of the Immortal Huolin collided wildly in the sword formation. The flames and the sword light intertwined, bursting out dazzling light. , the entire valley seemed to be torn apart by this force. "Miss Mingyue, do you need our help?" Wan Ziliang asked tentatively. Although he did not dare to intervene in this battle, if he could take this opportunity to get closer to Li Mu, it might be of great benefit to the future of Wanbao Pavilion.
Mingyue shook her head and said lightly, "No need. Just a fire qilin can't do anything to the master's sword formation."
As soon as Mingyue finished speaking, thirteen dragon guards suddenly came from the battlefield in the distance. The puppet shouted coldly in unison: "Guiyuan Sword Formation-Longyuan Devouring Heaven!"
With this cold shout, the already airtight sword net suddenly became more solid, Thirteenth A silver dragon seemed to have absorbed infinite power from the void, and its body suddenly increased several times, turning into ferocious and terrifying stegosauruses. Thunder wrapped around them, carrying the momentum of destroying the world, towards being trapped in The Huolin Immortal Lord in the center of the sword formation rushed away.
A trace of despair flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Huo Lin. It tried its best to break free from this terrifying sword formation, but every collision seemed to hit a mountain that could not be shaken. The power of shock It was covered in scars and the light of flame began to dim. "No! I'm not willing to give up! I am the overlord of the Immortal World, how can I die in such a desolate place, and in the hands of a few puppets!" Immortal Lord Huolin is the overlord of the fairy world!" He let out a last roar, and the flames around him surged again, trying to make the final struggle.
However, all this was futile. Thirteen giant dragons with thunder and thunder instantly submerged the Immortal of Fire Lin in the endless flames and sword lights. Accompanied by a deafening roar, the entire valley seemed to be shocked by this force, and the huge rocks rolled. , smoke and dust rose everywhere.
When everything returned to peace, the sword formation slowly dissipated, and the thirteen silver dragons also turned into thirteen dragon-toothed swords again, quietly suspended in the air, and the figure of the Immortal Lord Huolin was the one who turned out to be the one who turned out to be the one who turned out to be the one who turned out to be the one who turned out to be the one who turned the sword into the sky. It has disappeared, leaving only a charred land and a faint burnt smell in the air.
Mingyue looked at this scene, a hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes, and she turned to look at Wan Ziliang and said proudly: "Master Wan, now you can rest assured that the Immortal Huolin has been completely solved by the master."< br>
Wan Ziliang looked at the scorched earth in the distance, and his heart was filled with emotions. He was shocked by the powerful strength of fellow Taoist Mu and was also happy with the fall of the Immortal Lord Huolin. This great trouble was completely gone. "Thank you, Miss Mingyue and fellow Taoist Mu, for helping Wan. I am grateful." Wan Ziliang held his fists and thanked him, his tone full of sincerity.
Mingyue smiled slightly and said, "You are polite to the Lord Wan Pavilion. We will only get what we need. Now that the transaction has been completed, it is time for me to say goodbye."
As he said that, Mingyue's figure flashed slightly, and then Disappeared in place (the end of this chapter)