Under the remnant city of Dongying, Tai'a witnessed a sword spanning a hundred feet and destroying the city. He saw the wind and clouds surging, purple lights dancing, and the wind, fire, water, and earth and dragons in all directions were slashed by Tai'a's sword style.

In this very short period of time, the continuous changes caused Li Yijian, who had sneaked to the edge of the remnant city, to be amazed.

The deputy leader of the Heluo Gang believed that he had seen the world with Brother Shen's battles. During the night in Taihang, Dongling Jun used the Great Five Elements Spell to shape thousands of rock swords and destroy a mountain, which made Li Yijian feel the magic power of the immortal family.

In his poor imagination, Donglingjun, who could be called invincible that night, was a real immortal.

But the facts were very ruthless and slapped Li Yijian hard [Xinbiquge www.biqule.info] and woke him up from his fantasy.

Don't be stupid.

Dong Lingjun that night was just because of insufficient spiritual energy, and he was unable to exert 10% of the magic of the immortal path.

With the full of spiritual energy, the Hongchen Lord in front of him suddenly increased the impression of the immortal that the deputy gang leader imagined was more than ten times more than once.

He followed Hua Qing and Liu Zhuoran on his back, climbed to the edge of the ruins of Dongying City, and couldn't help but look back.

Behind me, there were layers of large lands, and scattered huge rocks formed a strange hill. Under the hills, an arc of sunkens grew. There was a vast lake water in the sunken, two hundred feet in a radius, and there were huge rocks standing in the lake.

Those huge rocks are like swords and axes, and they are not born naturally.

Li Yijian pursed his lips and looked at the Hongchen Lord, who was facing each other a hundred feet above his head, and Taoist Master Ziwei who was holding Tai'a. The changes in the terrain within a thousand feet in front of him were all caused by the fight between the two.

"Although our old Li was mentally prepared before coming, look at the matter in front of us, it's really a fight between gods."

He whispered.

He also reached out and pounded his trembling legs hard, suppressing the slight fear in his heart, so that he would not be embarrassed in front of other experts.

He is really an immortal.

In a moment, the world will change.

Moving mountains and seas is by no means false.

"What? Are you afraid of this?"

Hua Qing, who was leading the way in front, was carrying a sword box. He turned his head and looked at Li Yijian with a smile. He said:

"Don't think that the immortal's methods are what you have seen just now. I will tell you, that's just "Say hello" by Mr. Hongchen and Master Ziwei.

After a while, they really started to fight. As long as you and I were wiped with a trace, they would be killed. If you are afraid, go back to Luoyang and hug your wife and shivered.

We are here just to sacrifice our lives, and the cowards cannot do the next thing."

"Pooh."

Li Yijian, wearing a coat, spat, he moved his shoulders and said to Hua Qing:

"What nonsense? Our old Li is a hero who is a hero in Heluo. He has come here. If he runs back with his legs weak, he will probably be laughed at by the people of the world to death?

Besides, my two brothers are still fighting to death with him. As the eldest brother, how can I escape at the last minute!

Don’t say anything sarcastic. What should we do next? You can draw some tricks."

"good!"

Hua Qing stretched out her thumb and waved at Li Yijian.

He wasn't meant to be funny either.

Just wanting to reduce the heavy pressure in everyone's hearts by a little. Li Yijian's mood is the mood of everyone present, and Hua Qing's words are not just random.

Taoist Ziwei attracted the attention of Hongchen Lord, but with the Immortal Lord's spiritual consciousness, you only need to sweep down once to know their location.

Huang Wusan, who holds Tai'a, can break the immortal technique with one sword, but they can't do it.

If you really rub a little bit, it will turn into gray.

“What we have to do is simple from beginning to end.”

Hua Qing pointed to the crimson magic circle in the center of the ruins of the remnant city. He narrowed his eyes and said:

"Did you see that thing? It's called the Four-Stand Star Mantra, which is a secret technique of ghost realm and guarding immortals. What we have to do is to do it once in Taihang Mountains.

Before Taoist Ziwei can't hold on, weaken the evil formation as much as possible!"

After Hua Qing said this, Dongfang Ce and Lu Yuniang, who were following Li Yijian, suddenly changed their color.

The outspoken lady of the Lu family asked immediately:

"Brother Hua, what do you mean when the Taoist priest can't hold on?"

"Everyone has learned the secret art of magic."

Liu Zhuoran, who was carrying Ling Xu Qianbian, drank a sip of wine and whispered:

"Everyone knows what the sequelae of this secret technique has.

The Taoist priest has reached the innate Great Perfection and is the strongest warrior. This is true, but by absorbing spiritual energy, he forced himself to regret the King of Hongchen. Even if Tai Ah helps, he will not be able to hold on in the fight.

It’s not that the Taoist priest is not strong enough.

But as a mundane person, we are not able to withstand the heavy pressure of spiritual energy, and the Taoist priest is also a human being, and he has his limits."

"Go ahead and decide quickly."

Hua Qing waved her hand and everyone moved forward quickly.

He reminded:

"From my memory in my mind, I know that these four star mantras are based on the ghost realm, and all things are difficult to hurt. However, it is the art of the ghost realm, and it belongs to Yin and can be broken with masculine power.

At this time, Shen Qiu was coming here with a group of monks.

Those Japanese monks have faced the ghost inheritance in their hometown. They are the main force in breaking the formation. What we have to do is to kill the Japanese who guard the evil formation before they arrive!"

"Oh, kill the dog thief."

Li Yijian moved his shoulders and grabbed the Greedy Wolf Knife behind him in his hand. He said:

"I've said it earlier, I'm familiar with this job."

As soon as he finished speaking, a team of Japanese ghost martial artists came from outside the ruins. These ghost martial artists were different from those cannon fodders. They were all strong and plagued by evil spirits.

Lu Yuniang, who is also a ghost martial artist, changed her expression slightly, and she said coldly:

"All masters, be careful!"

"Swish"

I saw Hua Qing stabbing in front of her left hand, like a sword swing. In the trembling of the Qingyue Sword Box behind him, three green lights shot out, causing whistling waves.

The flying sword attacked, and the lightning was shining.

The green light turned around the necks of the two people in the lead, and blood splashed. As the fingers of Huaqing were swaying, it accelerated again. The three handleless flying swords brought together afterimages and cut each other in an interlaced manner.

In just a breath, a team of ghost martial artists in front of him were peeled into minced meat, splashed blood, filling half of the streets.

"Click"

As Hua Qing stood up, three green lights finished killing the enemy and quickly returned to the sheath. The Kunlun disciple looked back at Lu Yuniang, and Li Yijian who was about to draw his sword and forward, he said:

"Master? Are you as high as me?

Don't worry, everyone, Shen Qiu and I were not asking everyone to die. With everyone's force, we are afraid that the enemy of immortals will not be able to catch them, but killing these Japanese thieves will not be too troublesome.

The only problem is time! We must be quick! Spread out and fight each other, so we must be quick!"

Hua Qing advised him twice, and then he would divide his troops to attack him.

Time is really tight. No one knows how long Taoist Ziwei can last, and no one knows when Chen Qiu, who holds the sword jade in his hand and can draw the soul of an immortal, will come.

But just before they were about to divide the troops, a figure holding a sword flashed from the other side of the ruins.

Strange footwork.

It seemed like he had only taken three steps, but he had passed half of the ruins, like a ghost, blocking everyone.

"It's troublesome, troublesome."

Hua Qing sighed helplessly.

Liu Zhuoran beside him also held the hilt of Ling Xu's sword.

The one who appeared in front of them was not someone else, but Lu Guizang, who disappeared without a trace after a night in Ningbo.

Of course, the one in front of me must not be Lu Guizang.

Looking at his bloodshot, gray eyes, and his posture of holding the sword, you know that this is another person.

"Dad!"

"Guizang!"

Lu Yuniang and Dongfang Ce shouted out at the same time.

Although the names are called different, they refer to the same person.

"retreat."

Lu Guizang holding the Zhenwu Xuansnake Sword...

It is more suitable to call him Lu Wenfu.
To be continued...