"Haha, you can't do this with this skill. These are the storm, the sky fire, drowning, and it's still possible to deal with ordinary Daluo Jinxian, but I'm too fragile to deal with the ancestor," Luohu looked at the Qiankun Taoist who was wrapped in a cocoon with contempt.

After the nine heavens drowning roared past, they did not disappear immediately, but flowed quietly on the ground like the ocean, with waves shining, and white waves in this black and white space seemed a bit eye-catching. Cangtian and others were floating in the sky stepping on the void. Drowning is not easy to deal with. Not only is it heavy, but nothing on the water cannot float. In more scientific terms, it is the density, but in Cangtian's opinion, it is nonsense. Magical things are difficult to explain by science, and even if they are explained, they can only be one-sided. Otherwise, how could there be so many mysteries in the world that cannot be solved.

"Fellow Daoist Cangtian, is it okay?" Hongjun is a good old man.

Cang Tian just shook his head. Of course, nothing happened, otherwise he could stand here? But he also knew Hongjun's kindness. He thought in his heart that this good man could survive until now and become a saint in the future. Is it the legendary good man who has good fortune? But Cang Tian is not a good person. To be precise, he is not a human being. The human race has not yet been born?

The Taoist Qiankun, who was entangled by the soul-locking silk, still had no movement. A soft hum came from the sky: "If Luohu, if you cannot leave this Yin-Yang Realm, then you will fall again today."

"Haha, who can't speak loudly? Just by your small Yin-Yang Realm, you dare to talk about killing the ancestor. You don't know where I was when I was practicing Taoism." Luohu's laughter was full of irony. But his deep eyes contained anger. An old Taoist who could only trap him dared to open his mouth and shut up and talk about killing himself. How can he not be angry?

"The one who knows is the first," said the Taoist Qiankun indifferently.

This is true. The path to Taoism is like this. However, if you say that the master is the first, you actually rely on your strength to speak. You just put on a fig leaf.

"Taoist Qiankun, if you have the leisure to talk to me, you might as well think of a way to break my magical powers." As soon as Luohu finished speaking, a huge stone fell from the sky, and accidentally got hit hard. Fortunately, he was protected by the black lotus, otherwise he would have lost his face.

"Boom" A rumble like a rolling stone came from the sky, followed by countless stones falling from the sky, like meteors, and objects smashed, extremely fierce.

A blood light flashed in Cangtian's hand, and a huge rock was instantly divided into two halves: "Sure enough, this Taoist Qiankun is not able to control this range, but rather that he had never thought about controlling it at all," but then shook his head again: "It makes no sense. Why bother to annoy him and Hongjun now? How could such a thing that harms others and is not beneficial to oneself be like this according to the always rigorous character of Taoist Qiankun?"

No matter so many, facing the dense stones, start to concentrate. If you are hit, you can't bear any harm, but you will lose some shame, especially these fellow Taoists are on the side, and you cannot do this. People who practice Taoism value face, which is true.

Luohu's four swords had already appeared around him. The four swords were moving in unison, and all the stones that were approaching were cut off. He easily made a hint of sarcasm on the Xuanshui Black Lotus. The more these tricks came, that's the case.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose again. First, the corner of the clothes was blowing, and waves flashed on the water surface. After about a few breaths, the wind blew, and waves of different sizes splashed. In the end, the gust of wind blew, and a tornado connecting the sky and the earth rose on the surface of the sea. Nine Heavens drowning was swept into it, and occasionally a few drops of water flew over, all of which were cleverly avoided by the sky.

With a huge force and the force that was thrown over, it definitely had a considerable lethality. Of course, it was still not hurt by Cangtian and others, but they just didn't want to be hit.

A water tornado mixed with the nine heavens drowning and pounced on Luohu, with a terrifying momentum.

"Earth Feng Shui and Fire are gathered together, and this is just this magical power." The four swords of Zhu Xian in Luohu's hand passed by, and the tornado that was thousands of feet high was cut in half, but things were far from that simple. A tornado was destroyed, and followed by millions of tornados. Luohu was slightly stunned, and then the long sword in his hand shook again, and thousands of sword lights passed by, thundering, and heavy rain fell in the Yin and Yang Realm.

You have to be careful when you drown in Nine Heavens. If you accidentally hit your eyes, hehe, be sure to be blind. You have to use the Three Lights Divine Water to wash it. Of course, you can have any more powerful essence of heaven and earth.

Just as Luohu had no time to care about anything else, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky, wearing a purple gold robe, holding a white beard and whisk in his hands, stepping on the void, white hair, and fairy wind of Taoist bones. Isn’t it just the Taoist man in Qiankun trapped in a silkworm cocoon?

Luohu Yu Guang glanced at him and said in surprise: "Tao Ren Qiankun, how did you come out?" He looked at the soul-locking silk, but it still did not change at all.

"How did it come out? I just spent a little time studying for a while, then split a fake clone there, and then teleported out." The Taoist Qiankun said indifferently. It seemed that in order to confirm this statement, the dark silkworm cocoon suddenly cracked, and ten soul-locking silk threads took advantage of this. There was indeed a Taoist who looked like the Taoist Qiankun.

Although he was speaking easily, Luohu's mouth twitched twice, and the scream that followed seemed like a great irony.

"Since that's the case, I'll leave a backup plan for nothing," Luohu had a gloomy face, and seemed to be really angry.

When everyone heard this, they frowned and their faces appeared a little solemn. Although they had been fighting for so long and had been really good at it several times, the real trump card had not been released yet. When they heard what Luohu said, there was no need to leave a backup plan, it meant that they would never stop until they died.

"Keng" Zhu Xian's four swords were shaking together, and a strong smell of blood came to his face. It seemed like a sea of ​​blood appeared in front of him, and the blood-red aura was visible to the naked eye; it was mixed with a trace of solid demonic aura.

Everyone's faces froze and said to himself: "What a strong smell of blood. At least it has absorbed the essence and blood of more than 100 million cultivators. It seems that the four swords of Zhu Xian have been trained by Luohu Ji to become a fierce soldier." This blood-evil aura is worse than the God-Slaying Spear of Cangtian. However, if it is only based on evil spirits, the evil spirit of the God-Slaying Spear is definitely stronger than the Zhu Xian Slaying Sword. This has been trained by the God-Slaying Sword of Cang's evil spirits. Although the quantity is insufficient, the quality is high.

The four swords of Zhuxian were hovering over Luohu's head for a few weeks, and in a blink of an eye it changed to eight or sixteen. In less than a while, at least a billion long swords appeared in the sky, and they were so dense that they felt frightened when they saw it. What's even more terrifying was that the fierce aura emitted from the billions of Zhuxian swords was completely consistent, as if these billions of pieces of Zhuxian were all four pieces of Zhuxian, and they could not distinguish them clearly.

The purple eyes of the sky shook, then the face became even more serious. The purple eyes of the sky could not find out whether it was true or false, but it is unknown whether the power was as powerful as the Zhuxian Sword.

"Haha, let me tell you the truth. Each of these billion Zhuxian swords is the same as the four Zhuxians of the ancestor. How many of them do you take?" Luohu laughed loudly, waved his hands, and the dense Zhuxian swords shone with various colors of light and roared.

"Dong"

The first long sword hit the blue lotus of fortune in the sky, and then his face changed drastically: "As Luohu said, the hilt of the Zhuxian sword has the power of its own body." Also shocked were Hongjun and the Taoist Qiankun, who also chose to take over a Zhuxian sword, with their ideas that were the same as that of the Cangtian.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong"

Everyone struggled to sacrifice the defensive treasures in their hands to resist the sword formation. The god-killing gun in Cangtian's hand waved repeatedly and turned into a shadow of guns all over the sky. The long swords shot over were all picked to the ground, but the long swords scattered on the ground flew back, and then hung on Luohu's head and shot again. This way, isn't it endless?

Not to mention that the heaven doesn’t believe it, even Hongjun and Qiankun Taoist don’t believe it will be endless, but they are all fighting hard to resist and not thinking about it so much?

Dong~! Another sound of impact sounded, which was already the 14th hand that the sky had hit. Fortunately, the Creation Green Lotus blocked it. Although the Creation Green Lotus has its own spiritual energy supply, it also has to consume its own magic power. It will lose a trace of magic power every time it is hit, and every minute it maintains the Creation Green Lotus will also have to release an extra magic power. In addition, the magic power in the hand is not as strong as its own body, so the whole body is consumed.

Hongjun was not having a good time. A little sweat had already oozed from his forehead. A sword light was installed on Hongjun's Xuanhuang Tower, and a hole the size of a rice bean was cracked. Then, the Xuanhuang lights hang down but returned to normal. However, the magic power was consumed a lot. Although the Xuanhuang Tower of Heaven and Earth has a natural and invincible place standing above his head, the premise is that you have to use magic power to stand this tower, right? Otherwise, it can still be defended?

The Pangu Banner in Hongjun's hand occasionally waved once or twice, shot out several chaotic sword energy and flew towards Luohu to try to break the sword formation, but they were all blocked by the Zhuxian Sword, and he secretly complained in his heart. Now that the treasures in this body have become a burden, it is not a great consumption of magic power. If this continues, once the magic power is exhausted, it will fall in the sword formation.

After the Taoist Qiankun began to use the two energy of Qiankun to block several sword lights, he decisively gave up maintaining the operation of the two energy of Qiankun. Instead, he used his space advantages to move all the Zhuxian Swords that were flying away and turned them billions of miles away. In this way, it would take a lot of time to fly over, but the consumption of magic power was even greater. Fortunately, this is the Yin-Yang Realm in the Tai Chi Diagram, and the Yin-Yang Qi entered the body of the Taoist Qiankun to replenish the consumption of magic power.

The clone of Cangtian practiced the Nine-Turn Xuanyuan Gong, and also absorbed the chaos in the Chaos Cauldron to quickly make up for the consumed mana, but it was far less than the expense. In this case, the mana would be consumed sooner or later.

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