Vol 3 Chapter 508: You, it doesn't matter [Super Large Cup]

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"Senior Brother Chang Geng, Qiankun is blocked here, unable to escape with the law of Kunkun, nor can he break through the void, and the large array of Qiankun arranged by the other party looks like a round ball, without flaws."
"I have known this, but don't worry, I have a way to deal with the irritability around me..."
Whose voice is this?
Chang Geng?
The name is familiar.
The silver-haired girl's eyelashes quivered slightly, feeling the ban around Yuanshen, and her heart was inexplicably anxious.
Listen again...
"Brother Taiyi, Qiong Xiao, I will use paper people to attract the attention of the other party later, and explore the situation in the hall.
These two paper figures are for you, and you each keep one incarnation here.
Although there are tai chi pictures to hide, we can't carelessly. We should do our best to be as thorough as possible.
Remember, our first goal is to take away Red Lotus, and our second goal is to destroy Red Lotus.
When I determine that this red lotus can't be used by the Taoist gate, it will crush this jade rune. You back away and pull away the distance in time, and I will enable the Daling to explode the red lotus and the remnant souls of the Stygian Ancestor, and level this land Completely remove the hidden dangers here..."
Great spirits?
The silver-haired girl's heart shook gently.
At this moment, Yuanshen felt a warm mana, and his eyes opened a gap...
The silver-haired girl saw a familiar back and an unfamiliar profile, but the mysterious Dao Yun's rhyme made her feel shocked!
Water God!
Heavenly Water God, the ruthless person who can make the Western saints suffer and let Aunt Wen warn him five times and three times that he never warn him!
The great spirit of the water exploded, she had seen it since.
Today, it is actually used to level this place...
"Don't..."
The silver-haired girl yelled out in a low voice.
As her voice came out, her mana also circulated again, and the imprisonment around Yuanshen quietly dissipated.
A rather handsome cow face moved from the side, filling the horizon of the silver-haired girl, and said with a smile:
"Are you awake?"
The silver-haired girl immediately shrank and jumped up sensitively. Her eyes crossed the strong man in front of her and fell on Li Changshou and the fairy Qiongxiao and Taiyi in front of him.
Fright, anger, fear...
The girl wanted to speak, but her throat shook gently, and subconsciously touched her hand, holding it straight.
"My sword!"
"Here, here!"
The Green Cow agreed, and then took out the Yuan Tujian, and handed it to the girl with both hands.
On the side, Li Changshou, Qiong Xiao and Tai Yizheng just took a look here and continued to discuss their own.
She quickly grabbed Yuan Tu Jian and found that the sword was heavily forbidden and Xiu Mei wrinkled gently.
She and the sword were captured.
But then, the girl looked at the Green Cow, her eyes full of grief and indignation: "You are all the way!"
"This, this pure fragmentation is a misunderstanding," the Green Cow said busyly. "When I met you before, I didn't know that I would come here for reinforcements.
Believe it or not, the top masters of the Three Religions are ambushed. "
Looking at the fingertips of the green cow, the girl immediately saw the sleeping man on the side... the eight masters of Daomen!
Qingniu thought of the instructions given by Brother Chang Geng, and immediately sighed;
His bright eyes were full of sincerity. He slowed his tone and said in a deep voice: "I haven't set a position on you, I just met by chance in the sea of ​​blood.
Although it is known now, you and I will stand against each other in the future, but at least, I will not aim at you again. "
After speaking, the Green Cow looked down at his palm, his face filled with regret, and he slowly relieved his breath, raising his head and trying to show a sincere smile:
"It may have been a misunderstanding.
But it's just... uncomfortable. "
The silver-haired girl frowned lightly and looked up at the face of this burly strong man. I don’t know why. Obviously, she was so disgusted before.
Can't bear it.
"I..." She didn't know what to say.
"Can you tell me what is your name?"
Qing Niu asked slightly desperately, as if he would leave forever in the next moment.
The silver-haired girl said: "My name is the iron fan, and I am the princess of the Shura tribe."
The Green Cow clenched his fists in both hands. Instead of asking too much, he made a Daoji and said in a deep voice: "I have offended many of them before."
The girl's iron fan pursed some pale lips and bowed her sword to return her salute...
In just a few words, the Green Cow reversed his image in one fell swoop, from the entangled Wave Cow to the affectionate old cow, and left a shallow mark in the heart of the iron fan!
Above, line guidance, action guidance, facial expression guidance, emotional guidance—Li Changgeng, the of water in heaven!
Ok?
Li Changshou suddenly recovered, carefully tasted the conversation between the green cow and the silver-haired girl, and captured the information points inside.
Iron fan? Iron fan... iron!
Iron fan princess Raksha? Madam Niu Demon, the mother of the red child?
This? !
Make a mistake, Dou Gong Gong Qingniu is the one-horned king who played a king of diamond bracelets on the heavenly Buddha!
Why is this...
Li Changshou's forehead was covered with a black line, and the empty Dao Xin played a role, forcibly calming his fluctuating emotions.
Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, there were so many short stories before the Journey to the West.
However, my future Taibaijinxing seems to be in the story...
Thinking of this, Li Changshou's mouth released a little smile.
Let them go.
The girl's iron fan's gaze jumped over the green cow and landed on Li Changshou. His eyes were a little scared, but he was quickly filled with firmness.
"Daoyou, can you please let me go, I need to face a strong enemy."
"This……"
Qingniu sighed softly, and moved back half a step. Some words stopped, but after all, he just carried his hands on his back and looked towards the sky.
The iron fan of the girl walked forward slowly, her eyes locked on Li Changshou.
Li Changshou turned his head and looked, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth:
"Are you going to shoot me?"
"Yes."
Li Changshou wondered: "Why?"
Qiong Xiao turned to the side, trying to smirk.
The girl frowned lightly and said, "You want to hinder the resurrection of the ancestor. I am the princess of the Shura tribe. I must stop you."
Li Changshou looked at Qingniu and smiled: "Brother, I have seen her face spared her life..."
"Senior Chang Geng," Qing Niu was embarrassed. "I really don't know how to persuade her. If I stand opposite, I can only choose to fulfill her."
"This matter has nothing to do with him."
The girl wanted to pull the sword, but Yuan Tu Jian was too much forbidden and could not be pulled out at this time.
Li Changshou shook his head and turned his back:
"Fuck, I should never have seen her.
The ancestor of the Stygian River is definitely unable to resurrect today. I said this matter. If I see you in the future, I will never spare your life.
Look at my brother's face, let's go. "
The girl could not help but look up at Li Changshou, and then looked at the green cow beside the side. Silver teeth bit her lip, bowed her head to salute Li Changshou, and turned her head to say coolly to the green cow:
"I owe you a life."
With her words, she took the Yuan Tujian and marched forward, walking past Li Changshou and stepping out of the Tai Chi map.
Qingniu quickly chased two steps, but was blocked by Li Changshou's raised arm.
"Iron fan!"
The Green Cow shouted with anxiety.
The girl's footsteps did not stop, but she walked faster.
But after walking for more than ten steps, her figure wobbled, slowly falling towards the side, calming and soothing, and fell asleep on the spot.
Phantom, dream.
At this time, Li Changshou blocked Qingniu's arm, and could feel the force that was about to erupt and disappear in Qingniu's body.
This is really moving.
Tai Yizheng shook his head and sighed: "The God of Water tricked the little girl into a set."
Li Changshou: ...
Obviously, this girl, one of the 72 princesses of the Shura tribe, is too simple!
Qiong Xiao looked at the silver-haired girl's lethargic appearance and pinched her chin for a while.
Li Changshou laughed: "But what's the trick?"
"No, I was wondering if I would make my hair look better this way."
Qiong Xiao fiddled with the strand of hair in front of him, so muttering.
"Remember to discuss with your sister," Li Changshou said casually, looking up at the hall in the distance.
no response?
Yuan Tu Jian is here, which is equivalent to the magic soldier sent to the door. For this time, the ancestor of Stygian is definitely helpful...
After a while, Qingniu looked worried, and whispered: "Brother Chang Geng, let me bring her back."
"Don't worry..."
call out--
Li Changshou under the Tai Chi figure was about to speak, and a sudden burst of blood flew out of the abandoned hall in the middle of the city. The blood light turned into a big hand, picked up the the ground, and dragged it back into the hall.
Seeing this, Li Changshou smiled slightly and turned his head slightly, saying:
"According to the plan."
Qiong Xiao and Tai Yi nodded their heads, and slowly flew into the air.
Qiong Xiao sacrificed Jin Jiao shears, Tai Yi real person sacrificed the Jiulong Shenhuo hood, and at the moment they were standing still.
If they want to win the red lotus, they must enter this hall;
But if you just throw a magic weapon and smash people to do some demolition, you don't have to go by yourself.
Li Changshou found a comfortable position, sat down on the edge of the area covered by the Tai Chi map, and sorted out his own ideas.
Everywhere in the blood sea, the mobilizers have been mobilized...
With both hands at the same time, the sword fingers were crossed, and slowly swept over the eyes, the eyes turned into azure blue, and a treasure stream with a burst of divine light appeared on the back.
Water God Treasure, Zaowu Banner!
The strong power of heaven wrapped Li Changshou, and a thick paper-doctor flew out of Li Changshou's sleeve. A golden pill swirled inside and out, turning into the old fairy appearance commonly used by the water of the heavenly court, shaking the dust. Step forward.
The paper-man had gone for only five or six steps, and the left palm of Li Changshou's body thundered with thunder, destroying the not-so-dense sleepiness.
Li Changshou said loudly: "Dao friends in the hall, can you tell me!"
As soon as the words fell, a dark light was shot from the abandoned hall, tearing Li Changshou's paper doer mercilessly.
Under the Tai Chi picture, Li Changshou just sat with his eyes closed, and another paper-man flew out of his sleeve, and he once again walked out of the place covered by the Tai Chi picture.
The second paperman used a little escape, to the position where the paperman had just been torn, and moved on.
"Can Dao friends in the palace narrate?"
Seeing the black light shining again, Li Changshou's second ordinary paper-man was instantly cut.
Qiong Xiao's face was angry, thinking of Li Changshou's repeated instructions, he temporarily endured it; the golden Jiao cut into three feet long, double-edged open, two ghost images of the archaic dragons slowly swimming.
Li Changshou flew out of the third paper-man in his sleeve, escaped to the place where the previous paper-man was, and moved forward slowly.
This time, the black shadow in the hall holding the long gun in his hand, obviously hesitated.
The black shadow scolded in a low voice: "Is the incarnation of the water endless?"
There was an old voice from the side and said: "The second disciple of Taiqing is unique."
"Humph!"
The black shadow holding the Xiaoxishen snorted coldly, and a long gun pointed out a black awn, tearing Li Changshou's third paper-man again.
But this time, under the Tai Chi picture, there was a burst of angry dragon roar!
First, the golden light shone, two archaic giants sprang out from under the Tai Chi picture, their tails entangled with each other, and their bodies suddenly turned into a thousand feet, hitting the abandoned hall straight!
Seeing the fire dragon roaring again, nine four-clawed dragons rose into the sky wrapped in orange-red flames, and fell fiercely after the two giant jellyfishes.
when!
Inside the hall, a black shadow smashed a cane in his hand on the ground. A layer of ice-blue light appeared around the hall, opening the previously prepared formation.
However, Jin Jiao Scissors is a gift from the Master of Tongtian, and Qiong Xiao is one of the eight disciples of interception. At this time, it is almost as full of effort as it is.
He heard the giant Jiao roar and slammed against the walls.
The ice-blue mask was almost directly smashed by the giant jiao, flashing everywhere, and cracks appeared at the bottom...
The ensuing nine fire dragons hit one after another, causing those cracks to gradually increase.
Jin Jiao Scissor did not launch a continuous offensive, but Ju Jiao turned from a virtual one to a Tai Chi figure, entrenched in Qiong Xiao's body, adding more than 30% to Qiong Xiao!
Taiyi Zhenren withdrew nine dragons and calmly stood beside him.
It's a mere addition.
At this time, Li Changshou sent a fourth paper-man, escaped to the place where the previous paper-man was, and continued striding forward, saying loudly:
"Dao friends in the palace, can you tell me?"
The four shadows in the hall were silent this time.
They suddenly discovered the dilemma they face today, and the original source of irritability that they had spread out could not give them much sense of security.
It's simple...
The way of bricks prevails in Honghuang, as long as the door does not want to win the red lotus, but wants to destroy this place, and later more masters of Taoism will arrive. The place is destroyed only in a moment, and they can't escape.
Among the four shadows, the old voice said again:
"There is no need to die with the Daomen, not to mention the saints are just watching, not shooting."
"Let him come."
Behind the four shadows, some faint voice sounded: "This seat still needs the blood to restore mana, and then delays him one or two.
This water seems to be able to influence Daomen's decision. "
The four shadows nodded, and this time, Li Changshou moved forward.
...
Found that the guy in the hall no longer shot, Li Changshou simply drove the cloud forward and rushed to the hall as soon as possible.
The forward array is heavy and immortal knowledge cannot be explored transparently.
The Tai Chi map is protecting the big brothers of our own side. For the sake of stability, Li Changshou's plan at this time does not have the option of moving the Tai Chi map.
Backing against the huge flood power of Daomen, he can choose a winning method by no means, but habitually choose the safest and most comprehensive path.
Let's not talk about other things for a while, that silver-haired girl, no, Princess Iron Fan is the creature of the love of the old cow at first sight, don't really have a long and short.
Ok?
Li Changshou felt a little doubt in his heart.
The word "Go" that the teacher gave to him, could it be that he would help the old cow, not for the red lotus?
Hi, this is really possible, and the possibility is not low.
Fortunately, the plan I specified is also around this point...
At this moment, in the blood sea that kept surging, there was another group of ordinary Shura who broke through the torrent of waves created by the golden-winged Dapeng bird and rushed toward the beam of light.
If flying insects put out the fire, there is a steady stream.
Li Changshou carefully sensed through the paper-goers who stayed in the periphery. A large number of Shura masters with normal wits and no blushing eyes have arrived near the ruins of Ayutthaya.
These masters of the Shura tribe seem to be catching the golden-winged Dapeng bird, as if to wipe out all obstacles to the resurrection of the Sage Ancestor.
In this regard, Li Changshou can only smile.
"Stop."
A cold drink came from the temple, but Li Changshou, who had arrived at the gate of the hall, was suddenly unconscious;
The paper path walked directly into the temple gate with clouds, and then stopped.
Killing intention.
Uncovered killing intent came from the front, Li Changshou controlled the paperman to shake the dust, looking at the source of the killing intent.
It was a black shadow of a gun hiding in a corner, and he could not see the specific appearance. It was the one who had attacked his paper-man and injured Jin Peng before.
In the other three corners of the hall, there are three other black shadows hidden, two of which are fierce beasts. The shadow of a black shadow is strange, and Li Changshou cannot see through it.
A red lotus blooms in the deepest part of the hall;
After Red Lotus, the old Tao that Li Changshou had seen in the "Tao Tao Tuo Meng" more than ten years ago has opened his eyes!
This old figure solidified again, but his own breath was a bit strong.
His face was square, his eyes narrow and long, and his long gray eyebrows were full of sharp meaning. Although it was only a phantom, it gave an indescribable sense of oppression.
The ancient ancestor Stygian Ancestral Power, apparently woke up at this moment!
Li Changshou was not surprised by this.
What surprised Li Changshou was that the red lotus had begun to exude a sense of perfection, and it seemed that it was almost full.
There is a light ball under the red lotus, and there are only twenty or thirty light spots in it.
In front of Li Changshou, Sage Ancestral finger tapped on the light ball, a soul flew out, and was sent into the entrance by Sage Ancestor, blending into his own ghost.
have eaten.
Although the growth of the soul like this to the Sage Ancestor was insignificant, Li Changshou's complexion immediately dimmed.
Ancestral Styx gave a little sneer, his voice came from all directions, with a little contempt:
"Contemporary water god, do you want to hinder the resurrection of the poor?"
Li Changshou replied: "The remnant souls of the past, still trying to change their lives?"
Sage Ancestor sneered, and his voice became lighter: "You know, if you lose today, how will the human race end."
Li Changshou did not answer, his eyes moved to the edge of the hall.
Princess Iron Fan was lying there, holding Yuan Tujian and falling into a dream.
The voice of Ancestral Styx rang again:
"No one can hinder the resurrection of this seat today, but you just start to be a disciple behind the door and dare to stand in front of this seat..."
"Daoyou, are you still a ghost?"
Li Changshou suddenly said this, and the words of Ancestral Styx couldn't help.
Shaking off the dust, Li Changshou laughed calmly and calmly:
"If what I expected is good, your resurrection today is just to wake up the remnant soul, take the twelve-pink lotus as the body, escape into the sea, and then slowly fill your own soul.
The reason why you know me lies in the souls of the Shura tribe that you sucked away. You read a little about me.
whether? "
Ancestral Styx said: "How is it?"
"No," Li Changshou shrugged. "This place is just an incarnation of me. The body is hiding under the Tai Chi chart. What can you do with me?"
"Humph!"
The old man of Styx snorted coldly, his imaginary open his left hand, the Yuan Tu sword in the arms of the iron fan beside him turned into a touch of blood, and flew to the palm of the old man of Stygian to condense into a sword shape again, sending out a thrill.
It was forbidden to dissipate layer by layer, and the petals of the twelve-pink lotus rocked gently. This sword, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to have awakened.
At this moment, the sound of wind, thunder and roar came from outside the city.
Hundreds of Shura masters are now violently attacking Bai Ze and more than a dozen Daomen masters outside the city;
Several extremely old Shura tribes, shining brightly with their entire body, attacked the golden-winged Dapeng bird near the pillar of light, forcing the golden-winged Dapeng bird to suspend to raise the blood sea waves and temporarily evade.
The Shura tribe, try your best!
"sword……
My sword! "
In the shadow of the broken edge of the hall, the iron fan suddenly woke up, his eyes were not yet open, and he subconsciously hugged himself, and the sword in his arms was gone.
Li Changshou raised his eyebrows, did not look at the silver-haired girl, and was a little surprised in his heart.
She could wake up on her own... but saved a few photo balls.
The iron fan tried to open his eyes, saw Yuan Tu Jian after Honglian, and saw who was holding Yuan Tu Jian. He knelt on the ground excitedly and bowed deeply.
"Father... Ancestor, you are back!"
Ancestral Styx gave a faint smile, glanced at the silver-haired girl, and set his eyes on Li Changshou. He continued:
"And today, Daomen is so arrogant and arrogant, knowing that it is a resurrection of this seat, it actually just let more than ten masters come.
At this point you want to prevent me from missing the opportunity.
Daomen disciples really are worse than generations. "
"Styx Sage Friends, the more you say, the more guilty you become. As an ancient master, you should also have a face, why not?"
Li Changshou looked at the four corners and smiled:
"I actually came to see these four Taoists, but I didn't expect you to wake up.
Four Daoists, this red lotus is of great use to my Daomen. I also asked four Daoists to appreciate a face and then retreated. My Daomen will not chase you down. "
Verbal confrontation, psychological game!
The four shadows in the corner were unmoved and there was no echo.
Li Changshou wondered: "Do you think you can get away from the saints?"
The old man of Styx slowly closed his eyes and said coldly: "If the saints come, I should ask them, who are also ancient creatures, why should they be so embarrassed!"
At this moment, the main hall trembles slightly, and a little light appears above, as if the star dust is falling, and it merges into the remnant soul of the Sage Ancestral.
The phantom of Stygian Ancestor became more solid at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The silver-haired girl who was kneeling on the ground shivered, looked up and her pupil shrank.
What she saw, on the top of the broken temple, around the pillar of blood-colored light that penetrated the blood sea, countless tribes crashed into the pillar of blood, and instantly disappeared, leaving only a little ashes to fall, turning into stars...
Li Guangshou Yu Guang left his sight here, and he had no doubts in his heart.
He said indifferently: "Sect Daohe, can I ask you, what do you do with these Shura tribes?"
"The Shura tribe is made up of poor ways," said the ancestor of Styx with a sneer. "Are you here to teach poor ways?"
"The Shura tribe is one of the six reincarnations," Li Changshou frowned. "Perhaps the first batch of Shura tribes you created were your avatars and incarnations, but ninety-nine percent of today's Shura tribes were born after six reincarnations. .
Based on this alone, I can condemn you for indiscriminately killing innocent people and poisoning souls. Please come to heaven for punishment! "
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
The ancestor of Stygian's face was suddenly uncomfortable, with a little blood on his eyes and brows, and the fierce appearance of three heads and eighteen arms appeared behind him!
"This is the Taoist disciples today!
ridiculous!
This block has been slain from ancient times to ancient times, and all my souls will be slaughtered by me! Proof by killing, get the name by killing! If the sky wants to destroy me, I will cut the sky, if the earth does not obey me, I will crack the ground!
At that time, your brother only joined hands with Hou Tu, and had a stalk behind Heavenly Dao, so that this seat was defeated, and now you dare to speak in front of this seat! "
At this moment, another piece of starlight spattered from above, seeming to be in constant momentum.
Outside of the big city, the fluctuations in fighting methods became more intense.
Up and down the beam of light, a large number of ordinary Shura had arrived, without resistance, without consciousness, and hit the blood column.
The meaning of perfection above the twelfth lotus flower becomes more apparent...
The ancestral body of Stygian River became more solid, and the irony of Li Changshou's eyes became more ironic, and blood stains appeared on the old face.
Li Changshou frowned slightly, as if thinking of countermeasures.
Suddenly a little timid call came from the side: "Ancestor... Can you spare everyone's life?"
"Ok?"
Ancestral Styx suddenly turned his head, his left hand flew up!
boom!
At the sound of a muffled sound, the slender figure of the iron fan flew out, cracked the side wall and lowered his head and spit blood.
Ancestral Styx scolded:
"When did Asura become so weak! You are not worthy of being the daughter of this seat!"
The iron fan struggled to get up, bowed his head and bowed down, and continued to bow to the Styx.
She wept silently, her eyes full of confusion.
Li Changshou's heart calculated the time a little, and continued to speak, attracting the attention of the Sage Ancestor back.
"Ancestral Styx, I may not be able to stop you from resurrecting today, but you can't escape for a few days.
How about you and me betting?
If I win the bet, you hand over the twelve red lotus; if I lose the bet, today I will withdraw from the encirclement and suppression of you. "
Ancestral Styx just sneered and did not answer.
There was another burst of stars, and the beam of light above was almost full of silhouettes, filling the remnants of the ancestors of Styx.
Looking at this ancient fierce power, his left hand was facing the side magic weapon ball, took out two human race souls and stuffed it into the entrance, and squinted at Li Changshou.
Ancestral Styx said leisurely: "According to the memory I just got, you seem to care about the life and death of the human race."
"I am a human race," Li Changshou said coldly. "You don't seem to care about the life and death of the Shura."
"Is it possible to seize the life and death of the creatures in this seat?"
"Do you have the courage to agree to this bet?"
"Everyone is standing upright, An Dang is eloquent in front of this seat!
You just want to delay until the disciples of Daomen come here," Ancestral Styxus said coldly, "Why don't you promise this seat?
Let's talk about how to gamble? "
Li Changshou waved his hands, his sleeves roared, and pointed to the outside of the hall, saying: "Just bet, I can break my breath!"
The ancestors of Styx stared at each other, and the hall suddenly became quiet.
The roar from outside the city came, and the countless number of Shura clan masters' breaths broke out one after another. At this moment, they are preventing Daomen masters from approaching the pillar of light, to ensure that the weaker Shura clan people can successfully fly moths.
In the abandoned hall, there was a rude voice in the corner shouting: "This is the source of sorrow, there is nothing to break!"
"Well, do you gamble?"
Li Changshou laughed: "You should have this confidence."
"Interesting," Sage Ancestor said indifferently, "This gambling agreement, this seat agreed."
"Aren't ancient masters going back on their own?"
Ancestral Styx grunted: "This seat has its own credibility."
Li Changshou's voice sank, and said, "Before I shoot, can you return the human-ethnic weapon you have to me?"
Ancestral Scorpion smiled coldly, his fingers gently shaking, the magic ball fell into the palm of Li Changshou, and his soul was no more than twenty.
Li Changshou sighed and put the magic ball into his sleeve.
In four corners, four eyes fell on Li Changshou, and the black shadow with the black lance sneered: "If you have a way to crack the mirage, why should you procrastinate until this time?"
"Because this method needs some help."
Li Changshou found a jade symbol in his sleeve, and slowly shattered it, slowly said:
"I heard that the phantoms are so profound and mysterious that they cannot be searched or captured, but they are the last life-saving means of phantoms. There is no way to crack them."
An old answer came from the corner: "Yes, you know these, and you dare to make gambling appointments? It's really just to delay the delay!"
"This Daoist is not anxious," Li Changshou's face became colder and his voice more confident. "I have thought of many ways before, tried many methods, and finally gave up.
My ingenuity is no better than that of ancient and ancient masters. Such conclusions are hard to overturn.
But I changed my mind in time.
Please see, are there more people at the walls of the city? "
The four black shadows in the hall and the ancestor of the Stygian explored all places at the same time. As Li Changshou said, there were more than a dozen figures everywhere.
The rude male voice asked: "How is it?"
Li Changshou said: "There is a source of phantom here, but there is no fierce beast like illusion. Your phantom seems to be... a limited number.
This is a ghost, there is a dungeon, what is the most among that dungeon? "
"Soul?"
The black figure with a spear answered directly.
"To be honest, you really chose the wrong place."
Li Changshou said: "This is the deepest part of the blood sea, and things must be reversed. The blood sea is less filthy, and there is a lot more breath, so that ordinary souls can stay here."
His voice just fell, and the figures on the walls of the city shot at the same time.
Looking closely, this is the four Yan Jun each led by fourteen or five judges, at this moment all shots, standing up the Sifang ghost gate!
The ghost door opens, and the wind blows!
The entire ruined city was filled with phantoms in a blink of an eye, and half of these phantoms directly looked down and fell asleep, half of them looked at a loss.
Local specialties, men and women resentment!
The four Yan Jun and the judges immediately cast a spell, but the instantaneous wind and the wind rose again, bringing countless souls back into the ghost gate.
then……
The four Yan Jun picked up the ghost door and turned their heads to run. They immediately escaped into the sea of ​​blood and disappeared as soon as the smoke slipped away.
Li Changshou snapped his fingers. Tai Yi, who was under the Tai Chi figure, stared at the Jiulong Shenhuo slowly and flew out. He flew in front of him, standing in the air with his hands on his back.
Phantom, exhausted.
Seeing this scene, the four figures in the hall spoke almost simultaneously:
"Why!"
"This is impossible!"
"Use the endless resentment to exhaust the irritability?"
"clever."
The grimace of Sage River's ugly face was extremely gloomy, and there was a strong murderous intention in his eyes.
Li Changshou pointed to the twelve-pink lotus, and said coldly: "Daoyou, this red lotus, it's up to me."
Ancestral Styx smiled angrily: "Ha ha ha ha! You dream!"
"This seat has its own credibility? Why is it harsh?"
Li Changshou said: "Phantom is gone, you have no chance of winning. If you admit defeat at this time, I may be able to give you a little decent."
"Yellow Mouth, it's up to you!"
The eyes of Ancestral Styx were full of madness, Yuan Tujian's sheath was hanging on the side, and his hands produced a lot of copying notes, and the whole body burst out with dazzling blood.
The twelve-pink lotus petals tremble lightly, and there are layers of strange rhyme on it.
"Blood God returns!"
Suddenly, the blood-colored beam above the hall expanded several times, bursting into layers of waves, and the whole blood sea chanted the sound of chanting.
Just outside this great city, the Shura tribe masters who are fighting more and more masters of Daomen at this time, but under the golden fairyland, their eyes also glowed red.
In the sea of ​​blood, the dense Shura was like a mad devil, and he tried his best to rush toward the pillar of light!
In the city, next to the abandoned hall.
The iron fan's binoculars began to flash red, but a magical pill in her belly quietly opened, allowing her eyes to quickly restore clarity.
At the same time, the iron fan seemed to hear it, and there was a cry from above...
[This cry is very anxious, like the last cry when the dream wakes up and is destroyed. 】
‘Why did the ancestors eat us! ’
"I want to live, I want to live, ancestor..."
‘Ancestor begs you to let us go, we will follow you forever! ’
"Ancestor!"
The girl's iron fan knelt down and kowtowed, she shouted tremblingly:
"Iron Fan is willing to offer Yuan Shen Dao body, please ancestors let the clan people, please ancestors you spare the clan lives!
I beg you! Everyone just wants to live..."
"Fuck!"
The ancestor of Styx jumped like a thunder, and his left hand caught the iron fan. This silver-haired girl was photographed directly by him and pressed his forehead. A ray of vitality quickly separated from the body of the iron fan and was absorbed by the ancestor of Styx!
The Sage Ancestor scolded: "You are made by this seat, endowed by this seat, this place gives you life!
Now, this seat is just taking it back! "
The iron fan's pair of red pupils were full of despair, feeling that his own vitality had been pumped away, trembling all over, but not struggling.
Seeing this, Li Changshou said something calmly:
"Styx Sect friend, I advise you not to hurt her, otherwise you will have no vitality today."
The old man of Stygian's eyes was full of fierce light, but he began to hesitate to temporarily absorb the vitality of the iron fan.
I don't know when, the rhythm of the field is completely controlled by the incarnation of the water who is in front of him, but the strength of Jin Xianjing.
So much so that he opened his mouth at this time, and the Sage Ancestral Master and the four shadows all listened attentively...
The mere grievance of grievances shocked them.
Li Changshou said indifferently: "Actually, Daohe Daoyou and the four Daoyou made a lot of mistakes.
First of all, Honghuang is no longer ancient, and this is the age when Tiandao established order. You want to take advantage of this great disaster to bring Singhe back to life, which is completely a self-finding.
I guess you are being lobbied, and I will not mention that person.
Furthermore, my avatar came here not to delay the delay, but to divert everyone’s attention and give the four Yan Jun the opportunity to release their grievances and resolve the malaria.
When they showed up, did you all forget to take action and just looked surprised?
Hahaha!
There are the third and fourth things...how about the third one first? "
Li Changshou's discourse.
Ancestral Stygian and the four black shadows held their breath, but they were all going to tear him apart.
Li Changshou laughed and warmly said: "At this moment, I am really delaying the delay."
call out!
The voice didn't stop, a beam of golden light flashed over Li Changshou's shoulder, and ripples appeared in front of Qiankun!
This sudden golden light, before the other four black shadows have not yet reacted, has been thrown in front of the Sage Ancestor!
Just for a moment!
Qigen Patriarch's left hand was cut off, and the figure of the iron fan disappeared!
In the direction of the ancestor of Styx, a bird-shaped gap appeared in the broken wall of the hall.
Along with this, the broken wall collapsed!
The golden-winged Dapeng bird showed his figure from a thousand feet away, protected the iron fan behind his back, and stuffed some magic pill into the mouth of the iron fan with fairy power.
Then, the golden-winged Dapeng bird looked at the black shadow holding the small killing gun, and his long and narrow eyes were full of anger.
Ancestral Scorpion narrowed his eyes, not panicking at the moment, but his face was puzzled, and his broken left hand slowly coagulated.
Dao Xinghui scattered, actually sculpting the Sage Ancestor a little sacred, he wondered: "Why do you want to save her?"
"This is the fourth thing I want to tell you.
But before that, you might as well look at the situation at this time. "
When the words fell, Li Changshou, a paper-man, turned sideways. Outside the gate of the hall, the Green Cow, Taiyi Zhenren, and Qiongxiao Fairy arrived at the same time.
And outside the city, dozens of figures soared up!
Explain the teaching of red sperm, Huanglong live-action, cloud neutron, fear of leaving the sun, and Master Lingbao...
Twelve Golden Immortals went to seven, and Four Golden Immortals came to four!
Intercepting the Black Cloud Daxian, Our Lady of the Turtle Spirit, the Golden Hoop, Qin Tianjun, Our Lady of the Fire Spirit, Our Lady of the Golden Light, Zhao Tianjun...
There are more than 20 masters from all fairy islands, and hundreds of other teaching fairy are standing in the queue!
A tremendous amount of coercion fell to the ruins of this hall!
Li Changshou's paper Daoist stood with a smile, and now the white-browed and white-haired old fairy looks more elegant.
Without warning, the four black shadows hiding in the corner of the hall suddenly turned over and rushed, they directly smashed several corners, and headed towards the Daomen Immortal who had not yet encircled their heads!
Has made a trade-off in the shortest time, and immediately withdrew from the matter.
Unfortunately, it is too late.
With these four black shadows moving, Golden Wing Dapeng and the dozens of masters around him immediately chased back and forth and started a war at the bottom of the blood sea!
Daomen immortals appeared in all directions, forming the trend of Tianluodi......
Li Changshou didn't look at the outside, but just looked at the sage of the Stygian ancestor who was extremely calm at the moment, and the iron fan in the distance.
A ray of thoughts fell on the iron fan.
Ancestral Styx asked calmly, "What is the fourth thing?"
Li Changshou replied: "In the eyes of Daoyou, I spent so much tongue, used so many thoughts to delay the machine, and planned to deal with Daoyou?"
"Isn't it?"
"Naturally not," Li Changshou said in earnest. "If I want to deal with the Taoist friends, I only need to provoke the punishment."
"In the final analysis, you are just coming for Red Lotus," Sage Ancestor smiled coldly. "This seat and the words are here. Red Lotus and this seat are already integrated. If you want Red Lotus, You must keep this seat."
Li Changshou shook his head: "You are really old, Daoyou, and you are ridiculous, making you laugh."
"you!"
Ancestral Styx stared at him.
"I?
If you don't hurt those human race souls, I will never lack respect for you.
Now that you have reached this point, I can tell you clearly today.
I took pains to get rid of these irritations around me, in order to save the iron fan of the princess of the Shura tribe, which is your nominal daughter.
I said so much to you before, in fact not for you, but for your daughter.
Sorry, you are in my plan today...
not important. "
Li Changshou stepped back slowly, but there was a ray of water blue rhythm floating under his feet, completely covering the hall.
The eyes of the main body are full of divine light, but the paper-god in the temple took out a magic light ball in his sleeve and took out a soul that was only a little familiar.
Supernatural power: all things are balanced.
Ancestral Styx's eyes were suddenly rounded, and his breath suddenly dropped by nearly half;
The scholar's soul suddenly shone brightly, swelled to the size of a normal person, and looked down at himself in amazement.
"Yeah?"
Immediately, he quickly covered his mouth and looked up at the Sage of the Stygian, he could not help trembling, hiding behind Li Changshou, the Taoist.
Li Changshou's words kept on, he continued calmly about:
"Ancestral Styx, I took your daughter to you and took her closer to you so that she could get closer to you and see your true face.
She has a kind of blind respect for you, and feels that the meaning of life is to be born for you.
This is not conducive to her future path.
So, I arranged all this, and even spent a lot of effort just now, exerting such magical power on you.
So much work, just want to teach a brother for me, tell her a truth that everyone else understands..."
puff!
A Lingbao blade pierced the back of the Stygian Ancestor, penetrated the front chest of the Stygian Ancestor, and poked on a lotus petal of the Twelve Poinsettia Lotus.
Ancestral Styx frowned, his neck turned around with some effort.
He was nothing but a phantom at this time, and he would never be injured, but the consternation and anger in his eyes were completely untrue.
A young girl with long silver-white hair is holding her nose down at the moment, holding the hilt in her left hand, pressing the right hand at the end of the hilt, and there is a ghost image of a small tower above her head.
Stygian ancestors stared round...
A moment ago
When the golden-winged Dapeng bird goes to kill the four shadows;
The iron fan sat down blindly, letting the power of the panacea spread in the body.
A ray of sound penetrated into her ears, as if a virtual image appeared around her. The virtual image was slowly pacing and whispering some words.
[Don’t understand yet?
The ancestor you dreamed of is like this. Is your life destined to become his nutrients?
Even if you are willing, look at your people...
They did not have any chance to resist, they could only accept this end, the loss of sanity came here, and the true spirits did not stay, they could only plead at the last minute.
Iron fan, just want to sacrifice yourself, is it enough? 】
"Me, what can I do..."
A ray of yin and yang circulates, a long sword falls in front of the iron fan, and there are rust marks on it.
[Life like this has always been in his own hands.
For creatures like you who cannot help themselves once controlled by supernatural powers, the only freedom is to choose to live or die before being controlled. 】
"dead?"
【are you scared? 】
"I'm not afraid! But I want to save them, I want to save them..."
[Then go, look ahead and make your own choice. 】
The iron fan looked up and saw the back of the ancestor of Stygian. His body shivered a few times, and then lowered his head.
With a sigh, the phantom of her body gradually walked away, and what followed was the cry from the tribe before the disappearance of the clan.
The only freedom is to choose between life and death...
I want to save them, I want to save them...
When she got up, the iron fan didn't know where she came from. She was constantly moving forward, and her pace gradually became faster, and she didn't notice the few rhymes that appeared around her.
Tai Yun Rhythm of Tai Chi, Xuan Huang Tower Rhythm, Qiankun Ruler Rhythm!
One step, two steps...
This kind of life is always in your own hands.
Always in my own hands...
Always in my own hands!
Old ancestors, the tribe should not die like this, you at least ask them if they would like to give up!
The spine appeared in front of the eyes, the rusty long sword in his hand...
Ancestor...
Life……
‘I don’t want to die! ’
puff!
The iron fan panted and his breath was messy.
She slowly looked up to look at the side face of Ancestral Stygian. The crimson eyes had no anger or hatred, only sorrow that could not be swayed, and the tears in the corners of her eyes continued to fall.
"Ancestor, that, that is not our life..."
"How dare you betray this seat!"
The ancestor of Stygian swelled around the blood, and the iron fan was directly lifted off, but his whole body was protected by Xuanhuang's breath.
The figure of the green cow hurried forward, caught the iron fan, and fell aside.
Seeing this, Li Changshou sighed softly, reading UU www.uukanshu. com this daodao man turned into ashes, and a fairy light flew around him, surrounding the red lotus and the old ancestors of the Stygian river...
Beside the city wall, the eight masters of Daomen entered the dream land. Li Changshou withdrew his Daoyun and yawned with some fatigue.
He stood up, walked carefully to Yun Xiao's side, sat down, and sighed slowly.
This ancestor of Styx is the real ruthless man.
"longevity……"
The fairy's dream came to his ears, and Li Changshou's spirit was shocked, and he moved closer, listening carefully to the follow-up.
"Kneel."
Li Changshou: ...
Huh, dream.
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