Chapter 213 The Sword on the Green Pine Urn and the Stone Plate
Han Honghua’s sonorous voice showed her firm attitude.
Zong Changsong lowered his head and said something to Zhai Qingning. The formation master nodded immediately. Naturally, he would not give up such a good opportunity and moved the formation disk in his hand repeatedly.
Brush!
The Royal Fushan Formation changed. The formation, which was originally only ten feet long, suddenly covered the top of the mountain with a snap, covering a radius of nearly five miles.
Lingxi and Han Honghua happened to be included in it.
The moment the formation was formed, the deep black barrier also turned into emerald green.
Formation: Bi Teng Shengsen Formation.
On the other side, Han Honghua slowly opened her mouth and took a breath.
As if some secret technique was activated, all the aura of the place where she stood was absorbed into her lungs in one breath.
The skin of her entire body became hot, like a piece of red fine iron fished out of a stove.
In this state, Han Honghua's blood, which was already as hot as a furnace, surged several times, and his aura was approaching the realm of ascending the wheel.
“Kill!”
Accompanied by Han Honghua’s thunderous word “kill”, which exploded on the top of the mountains, the three of them attacked Lingxi together.
Endless vines grew out of the mountain and attacked Ling Xi, who was floating in the void of the formation.
At the same time, Zong Changsong rose into the sky with his seriously injured body and slashed out a sword towards Ling Xi.
Faced with the giant stick coming from the sky, the monstrous sword energy, and the endless vines underground, Ling Xi stood proudly in the void with eyes as cold as lightning, showing off all her strength.
“唳!” Jinwu’s scream echoed from Lingxi’s body.
The phantom of his Taoist Dharma Appearance, the Golden Crow, emerged from behind him, like a boulder dropped in a pool, causing ripples of flames.
It actually temporarily blocked the three people's attack ten feet away from Lingxi.
Seeing that the offensive was resisted, Zong Changsong also inspired the power of his Taoist foundation.
Brush! A shadow shaped like a green pine rose from the ground behind him and took root in the void.
Above the green pine crown, the pine needles on every branch turned into tiny sword energy, and in an instant thousands of swords fired towards Ling Xi's Dharma.
Dao Ji: Green Pine on the Sword
Zhai Qingning can no longer hide her clumsiness.
Similarly inspire your own Taoji.
A simple stone mill appeared in front of her, replacing the array disk in her hand, and she moved her hands on the stone mill.
The entire green vine formation seemed to be injected with majestic power, and the vines growing from the mountain became more rapid and taller.
Taoji: stone plate in an urn.
The sudden exertion of Zong Changsong and Zhai Qingning finally temporarily suppressed the energy of the Golden Crow that was guarding the outside of Ling Xi's body, and tore a crack in it.
Han Honghua took this opportunity and jumped up. The giant stick in her hand carried all her blood and attacked Ling Xi's body through the gap.
The giant stick got bigger and bigger during the flight, like an Optimus Pillar, smashing down towards Ling Xi.
Ling Xi formed a seal with both hands and slapped the long stick that hit her head.
A red seal flew out from his palm and struck a blow with the long stick.
Boom! The blazing sun and Han Honghua's colorful energy exploded in front of Ling Xi.
The two energies intertwined and swallowed up the entire formation space.
While repulsing Han Honghua, he also forced back Zong Changsong, who was in a stalemate with Ling Xifa.
After about two or three breaths passed.
The energy aftermath within the formation has just subsided.
Han Honghua, who was exposed at the edge of the formation, covered in blood, and Zong Changsong, who was trying hard to keep himself from falling by striking the ground with his long sword.
Han Honghua had Gang Jin's body protection, but when facing Ling Xi, her Gang Jin's defense seemed to be a bit inadequate, and scars that were burned by the flames and turned bloody appeared on her bronze skin.
Her hands holding the stick were bleeding profusely from the tiger's mouth.
I guess it was the blow from the head-on collision between her and Ling Xi that hurt her palm.
Even so, Han Honghua's momentum was still astonishing.
Zong Changsong was a little worse. He had been fighting with Lingxi for a long time, and his injuries were increasing, and he had reached the point where he was exhausted.
Among the three, Zhai Qingning, the formation master, was probably the least injured and was always protected by the two of them.
Compared with the embarrassment of the three of them, Ling Xi seemed to be much more at ease in the formation.
The clothes were only slightly messy, and only a faint trace of blood overflowed from the palm where the seal had just been taken.
"You have hurt me after all." Looking at the wounds on her palms, Ling Xi did not hide the admiration on her face.
After saying this, the Golden Crow Dharma Flame behind Ling Xi became even hotter, transforming into a real blazing sun in the dark night, shining in all directions. And Lingxi was in the scorching sun, like the master of the sun.
As he stepped out.
Boom!
The mountains, which had been devastated by repeated battles, finally collapsed under Ling Xi’s feet.
After it was followed by a roar that sounded like a painful groan.
The mountain that goes straight into the clouds breaks off from the mountainside.
The huge mountain tilted for a while and then fell hard towards the earth.
As for the formation that enveloped Ling Xi, it also collapsed on its own as the mountain collapsed.
The three figures of Zhai Qingning, Zong Changsong, and Han Honghua who were standing on the mountains immediately rose into the sky and jumped down from the dangerous peak.
Ling Xi looked at the right moment and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and at this moment he launched an offensive against the three of them.
His figure was shrouded in the shadow of the scorching sun, drawing a trail of flames in the void, and slapped a palm.
Among the three of them, the void where Zhai Qingning was was immediately surrounded by a sea of fire.
The waves of fire that swallowed up the heaven and earth came from all directions.
Looking at Ling Xi, she wanted to kill Zhai Qingning, the easiest and most difficult person to kill among the three.
Han Honghua and Zong Changsong will naturally not let him succeed.
Han Honghua immediately stood in front of Zhai Qingning. Her strength and blood intertwined, turning into a golden bell to block her way.
Zong Changsong used the Tianhe Sword Technique, which caused heavy rain in the sky. The raindrops turned into sword energy tried to extinguish the flames coming from all directions.
While the three of them were struggling to cope.
Ling Xi took this opportunity to rush in front of the three of them. He transformed into a hundred-foot-long golden crow, triggering a riot of spiritual energy from heaven and earth for several miles around, and rushed towards them.
Before the Golden Crow arrived, the terrifying heat wave had already scorched the surrounding mountains and forests into raging fires.
The air was distorted.
Faced with this powerful blow, the expressions of Han Honghua and Zong Changsong changed.
“Can’t escape!” Han Honghua gritted her teeth and prepared to rush out of the fire wave to resist the blow.
Changes occur one after another outside the battlefield.
The majestic sword intent burst out from a distance, and a blue chain instantly crossed the distance from the edge of the battlefield to the sea of fire, roaring and turning into a sword blade, slashing at the golden crow that Ling Xi had transformed into. Dharma.
The powerful sword intent merged with the raindrops caused by Zong Changsong, and the power increased even more.
The Tianhe River hangs upside down.
“Hmph!” Ling Xi snorted coldly, and the Golden Crow Dharma Phantasm turned around and headed towards the Tianhe River.
Water and fire are naturally incompatible.
The monstrous fire wave and the blue sky river got closer and closer under the gaze of everyone, and finally collided together.
Bang! The dense white air waves swept in all directions, hitting the surrounding mountain fires caused by Ling Xi's Fa Xiang.
The Golden Crow that Ling Xi transformed into was also submerged.
Waiting for Lingxi to escape from the white mist.
Phew! An arrow hidden in the void followed.
Its speed was so fast that Zong Changsong's eyes could not keep up, and he could only vaguely see a black arc of light flashing through the void.
The next moment, a gap was torn open in the boiling white mist, and it went straight towards Ling Xi who was in the mist.
With the protection of the Golden Crow, the arrow attack was temporarily blocked by the flames three feet in front of the latter.
But the arrows were not exhausted because of this. The crystal clear ice arrows rotated crazily, and the arrow tips continued to erode the Golden Crow Lieyang, trying to break through the layer of protection.
"Broken!" Ling Xi said in a cold and stern voice.
The Golden Crow Dharma Flame increased again, burning the ice arrows like tarsal maggots into nothingness.
Just such a short gap.
The two people who took action outside the battlefield finally arrived at the scene.
A man came with a flying sword on his feet, his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyes were sharp, and he showed no anger and power.
The other person stepped on a puppet with two wings on its back, holding a ferocious big bow in his hand. The bowstring was still trembling because of the arrow he had just shot.
I almost want to take leave, my left hand hurts like hell.
I would like to ask for some votes for my dedication and dedication
(End of this chapter)