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Chapter 142 Burial

Strong winds swept through and huge waves rose to the sky.

The fire was so strong that the troop transport ships suddenly burst into flames.

It was suddenly attacked, and a shrill horn sound was heard from the troop transport, and some Taoists took the opportunity to fly out.

Start casting spells to block the river.

At the same time, each soldier on the troop carrier also erected armor-piercing shields. However, under the huge waves, many soldiers could not even stand on their feet, and could not truly defend effectively.

When the second leader of Xuandu Sect on the shore saw a Taoist flying out, the magic power in his hand condensed, and in an instant it turned into sword energy that shimmered with strong green edges. He slashed down with his giant sword and killed the flying Taoist.

The thick Taoist mana around him surged out, and the spells he summoned seemed to be accompanied by magical laws.

That is a Yin God Venerable.

If an ordinary cultivator flies out of such an existence, he will be killed directly if he encounters it.

Seeing the storm coming again, his voice was cold and sneered.

"So what if the reinforcements arrive!"

"Today, I will let all of you be buried on the canal and become water ghosts in the river!"

He roared loudly, and a series of magnificent winds formed into strong winds that filled the sky and violently returned to the surface of the river. The wind and water combined to form huge waterspouts.

Suddenly, large ships were seen capsized, collapsing and sinking in the waves. The soldiers on the ships struggled and fell into the water, and were swallowed by the waves in a short time.

Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will still be covered by the rain of arrows from the shore.

At this time, many generals on the warship finally reacted to the chaos of being attacked!

"Dragon flag breaks the law!"

On a large ship in the center, a military commander burst out with blood and shouted angrily. However, he saw a vast dragon and tiger energy suddenly taking shape above the river, as if it suddenly turned into a black dragon, roaring and destroying all kinds of magic.

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The boundless atmosphere was also disrupted.

When the two cult leaders saw this scene, their eyes narrowed slightly.

The dragon flag contains the power of the cauldron gathered by Daqian Chaotang, which can be used to defeat the law without any disadvantage.

But this kind of flag doesn't have much effect other than that.

A cultivator like him doesn't just know some long-range spells.

There was a flash of coldness in his eyes, and he casually took another gourd from the eucalyptus table. He opened the gourd, dropped a few drops of strange blood essence, and saw many ice-blue flying ants flying out and heading towards the river.

After a while, the river surface seemed to be covered by a layer of ice-blue flying ants.

It’s like forming an icy blue ocean!

The Dragon Tiger Qi can break through all kinds of magic spells condensed together, but it cannot resist physical attacks!

What he, the Yin God Venerable, is most proud of is not the various Yin God spells, but the Yin God Gu technique, the immortal form of the Gu God.

His eyes were filled with coldness at this moment, and his whole body instantly transformed into a long river of countless pitch-black Gu worms and rushed towards the river surface.

The next moment, countless shrill and frightening screams rang out from the water!



Deep under the water, Zhang Jian was holding water-proof beads at extremely high speeds.

Although I have never practiced water magic, having this water-proof bead can make up for this shortcoming.

"It's a pity that I don't have the water spirit root, so I can practice water magic with half the effort. I wonder if I can find water-attribute treasures in the clan temple in the future?"

Zhang Jian thought to himself.

But Zhang Jian quickly suppressed this thought. Not having water spiritual roots just means that his practice of water magic is slower, but it does not mean that he cannot practice water magic.

With the convenience of Qiqiao Exquisite Heart, it is not difficult for him to practice water-based magic.

Rumble!

At this moment, Zhang Jian's expression changed, and he saw a magnificent undercurrent surging from deep below, containing a layer of strong and majestic divine power.

"No, we can't get close!"

This thought flashed in Zhang Jian's mind.

The level of this Canal Dragon Lord is probably still higher than that of the White Water Dragon Lord, and the existence that attacks him is probably only strong but not weak.

It would be difficult for him to do anything during this confrontation between the elders.

Zhang Jian pondered for a moment. He also felt the huge risk ahead. He immediately decided to find a place to stay for a while. If there was a chance, he would do it. If there was no chance, he would retreat.

Although he is willing to help Canal Dragon Lord, if the risk is too great, he will obviously not take action easily.



At this time, deep in the Canal Dragon Palace, a god surrounded by strong water-based spiritual energy was furious.

There were many Shuifu soldiers around him.

On the other side, there are two gods with a strong smell of incense lingering around them. One god has a slender figure, and the place where he is is manifesting all kinds of fiery red clouds.

The other statue is surrounded by boundless darkness, just like the darkness descending on the entire universe.

These are the two gods condensed by the incense of Xuandu religion, the Holy Mother of Mingguang and the Xuantian Demon God.

According to the teachings of the Xuandu Sect, one of these two gods represents light, wisdom, perseverance, and frugality, while the other, the Xuantian Demon God, represents pure darkness and punishment.

The two gods have been nourished by the incense of Xuandu Sect for countless years. Although they are not righteous gods, their divine power is still extremely powerful. Countless incense condenses into black and white gods at every turn. With the natural tacit cooperation, they are like the yin and yang that created the world.

Destroy all magic.

Each of them also holds a special Shinto magic weapon in their hands.

What the Holy Mother of Mingguang holds in her hand is a pestle of light that subdues demons, while behind Demon God Xuantian are condensed billions of darkness. If you look closely, you will see that it is a divine wheel!

That is a Xuantian treasure wheel.

This is the same set as the Bright Light Treasure Wheel among the Nine Treasures of Xuandu.

The two seem to form a small yin and yang universe, trapping the Canal Dragon Lord and many shrimps, soldiers and crabs in it.

No matter how angry the Canal Dragon Lord is, he is always isolated from it, and all kinds of divine powers and even Shinto magic weapons cannot be used.

At this time, the Canal Dragon Lord also had a gloomy face. The magnificent incense and divine power all over his body exploded fiercely. Under the blessing of the dragon clan's magical method, he transformed into a thunderous dragon roar.

This is a special sound attack technique. The technique seems to contain the divine energy from the beginning of the world and the origin of the universe.

However, when the magic attack came out, the black and white yin and yang world remained motionless. Instead, the yin and yang rotated, constantly consuming the dragon's chanting sound, and a dark and profound voice came out.

"Old Dragon King, it's useless. You can't break through the Xuandu Yin-Yang God Refining Realm created by the two gods working together. You should just stay here obediently. Don't worry, we and the two gods will not take your life. You are also a dragon after all.

Dragon God, if you struggle, you will inevitably suffer!"

In the depths of the darkness, Xuantian Demon God was covered with armor and stomach. He was like a burly god, with strong black flames surrounding his body.

The Holy Mother of Mingguang stands like a goddess in the depths of the light. Her figure is elegant, but her cold voice is arrogant than the Xuantian Demon God.

"Canal Dragon Lord, no one can save you!"

At this time, she looked at the Canal Dragon Palace. There were also divine lights blooming out of the Canal Dragon Palace. She tried to rush up to break the magic realm from the outside. However, she saw the goddess in the light gathered her divine power and waved out her palm, immediately killing several gods.

The god in the light turned into a meteor fan and flew out.



At this time, on a reef outside the canal, Zhang Jian was still waiting for any movement. At this moment, an inexplicable voice sounded in his heart.

"Go up!"


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