Wu Zhen, who was bestowed with divine power and gradually became more and more inhuman, thought he was sure of victory, but was hit hard on the head. He was so shocked that he fell into the ground from the chest down.
"who?!"
Wu Zhen suddenly raised his head and saw an old man in blue with gray beard and hair, stepping on five-colored clouds and slowly falling down.
"Huaiying Pavilion, Zhang Duanjing."
Upon hearing the identity of the other party, Wu Zhen was shocked at first, and then without any nonsense, he immediately acted with all his strength. The ground around him swelled like a ball, and pale Yin Fire erupted from the ground.
Zhang Duanjing frowned slightly, and the five-colored clouds under his feet immediately rotated outward to form a barrier, pushing away the surrounding mortal soldiers. At the same time, he pressed down with one hand, condensing his palm prints, and suppressing the Yin Fire.
However, the yin fire continued to surge, and it slowly lifted the palm print. Zhang Duanjing did not force it, and the five qi brilliance gathered and circled, turning into a chimney, and guided the yin fire to erupt into the sky.
Little bits of yin fire were thrown high into the sky and fell again. Although they did not feel the burning breath, the moment they hit the ground, the bricks, wood, and stone were turned into ashes, as if they were corroded.
"The heat is hidden inside and will burn anything that touches it." Zhang Duanjing immediately judged: "Is this the Yuan-eroding Yin Fire of Fengju Cave?"
"Just understand!" Wu Zhen stood up from the ground, the scimitar in his hand transformed into countless shadows, making it difficult for people to distinguish the offensive moves.
Zhang Duanjing's face remained as usual, and he met with the spirit rather than with eyesight. With his empty hands, he clicked his fingers and directly hit the blade of the sword that was covered with phantoms.
With a snap of his fingers, he lifted the weight lightly, a blow that could shatter a huge rock. It was condensed into extremely small parts. Wu Zhen felt that the force was transmitted along the scimitar to his arm, and half of his body immediately became stiff and numb.
"This person has been hiding his clumsiness in the past!"
After a brief confrontation, Wu Zhen already understood that Zhang Duanjing's cultivation and magic power far exceeded previous expectations.
Even though there have been rumors in the past that in the Huaxu Kingdom, Zhang Duanjing's cultivation and magic power were second only to the national master Liang Tao, but Liang Tao is one of the peaks of Kunlun today. There are only seven people left in the Ten Witches of Fengju, and six of them have to be gathered together.
Only those who dare to fight against the demon king and the horned snake. The so-called "second best" is often a thousand miles away.
Wu Zhen, as the oldest among the ten contemporary Fengju witches, is often the one with the strongest magic power. It is precisely because of this that he is confident of attacking Jianjia Pass alone.
It was not that he did not expect that Zhang Duanjing would come to rescue his disciples, but if he wanted to deal with him alone, he might be overconfident.
With a sudden thought, Wu Zhen was not in love with fighting. He knew that the goal of this battle was about to be achieved. He spun around and flew away, sending out yin fire in all directions, many of which fell directly onto the houses in the distance.
Zhang Duanjing snorted coldly, and the five-color brilliance rippled out, turning into a large curtain to cover most of the residences from being harmed by the evil fire.
"Sure enough!" Wu Zhen saw a clue and laughed secretly, so he became even more unscrupulous, rushing left and right, shooting dark fire at the houses in the city.
How could Zhang Duanjing tolerate such behavior? First he stopped Yin Huo, and then pushed with both palms, using two giant palms condensed with five qi to capture Wu Zhen.
"I'll force this person out of the city!" Zhang Duanjing came with a message and chased Wu Zhen. The two of them went back and forth. The air in Jianjia Pass roared for a while, and after a while they both flew towards the south of the city.
Zhao Shu was surprised and happy when he heard this. Everyone who was holding the fort saw Zhang Duanjing forcing Wu Zhen back, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. Many people collapsed on the ground.
After adjusting his breath for a moment, Zheng Siyuan asked exhaustedly: "Deacon Zhao, this formation..."
"Stop it now." Zhao Shu waved his hand, and it was very tiring to keep the formation moving.
After removing the support from the formation, Zhao Shui ignored his injuries and hurried out to take care of many soldiers, and arranged for bandaging and treatment of the injured.
"Thank you for your timely rescue, Zhao. Thank you very much!" Zhao Shu was extremely grateful and bowed deeply to the soldiers to thank him.
"Zhao Changshi doesn't have to be like this!" A soldier said: "The barbarians are coming to kill us, how can we just sit back and watch?"
"That's right! If it weren't for Zhao Changshi, we would have died of exhaustion in the mine!"
"We, the brothers, are all prisoners of war who have violated the national law. Just because of the appreciation of Chief Zhao, we can now live a decent life!"
"Fight with Jiuli Barbarian!"
Zhao Shu looked at the thousands of soldiers standing or sitting. Faced with the admiring glances from everyone, he couldn't find the right words for a moment. This group of resolute and simple men were still prisoners despised by ordinary people a few months ago.
They were treated as humble slaves who could be manipulated, but they didn't expect that now they would be risking their lives to save them.
Zhao Shu secretly made up his mind that after the war, he must write a letter to seek commutation and pardon for these prisoners. Even if this would definitely arouse a lot of suspicion, and even sacrifice his status as Marquis Zhenming, he must accomplish this.
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"Zhao Changshi!" A scout rushed over: "Suddenly, there was a large amount of water gushing out from the altar beside the well!"
"Oh? I'll be there soon." Zhao Shu casually arranged his clothes, and other soldiers also stood up one after another. The injured even ignored their own injuries. With the support of their comrades, thousands of people marched to the wellside altar.
When Zhao Shu came to the altar beside the well, he saw that the well where Liang Tao dropped the talisman was gurgling with water. The water was flowing all over the place, just like the situation of wells, ponds and springs in the past, which was unusual.
"There is no reason. The earth's veins have been sorted out long ago. It is said that there will be no springs like this again." Zhao Shu came to the altar and first looked to the south with a little vigilance. Zhang Duanjing forced Wu Zhen very far away, thinking about it.
The Demon God of the Southern Land has already exhausted his plan. Now that he is summoning his officials and soldiers, there should be no more danger, right?
After much deliberation, Zhao Shu asked Lu Wangji to set up a formation with a musical instrument not far away to protect the perimeter of the altar. He then burned the talisman to mark the boundary, raised his hand and pressed the Lingwen Divine Iron Order, determined to explore the earth's veins.
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In the Jiaohui Cave, Liang Tao raised his hand and handed it over. The Star Swinging Sword in his hand easily penetrated the solid rock body. The sword energy surged like clouds and thunder, and the cold green light illuminated the cave.
He calmly withdrew his sword, and one of the ten Fengju witches lost his life and fell to the bottom of the cave. Liang Tao turned around and looked down, his eagle-browed falcon eyes were cold, and he said lightly: "The fifth one."
In front of Liang Tao's eyes were the Demon King Horned Snake, whose scales had broken off and fallen off, and Wu Luo, who was missing an arm and had sword marks on his face.
"I said, I will kill all of you here." Liang Tao gently stroked the spine of the sword, and the stars on the sword shone like fish around his fingers, vivid and mysterious.
"The so-called immortality of the ten witches of Fengju does not depend on how advanced your cultivation is." Liang Tao's tone was full of interest, as if he were looking at struggling ants: "In the final analysis, it is just a stubborn obsession. You have long been
Not the original Fengju Ten Witches.
The long years of contamination have long obscured your true colors. You have to practice anew in every life. It seems that there are thousands of years of accumulation, but in fact, the good and the bad are taken over indiscriminately, making the already turbid water even more filthy and smelly.
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Looking at the ferocious-looking Wu Luo, Liang Tao's lips curled up slightly: "I pity you, you are willing to bear this burden and make yourself look like a human being and a ghost like a ghost."
Wu Luo seemed to be aroused by these words, and flew forward angrily, with one arm held empty, dark red thunder and lightning intertwined into a spear, and after throwing it, it turned into thousands of electric snakes, instantly filling Liang Tao's field of vision.
Faced with such monotonous tricks, Liang Taoxin waved his sword, and the stars and talismans in front of him were arranged in an orderly manner. This is the highest state of talismans in the world, and it is the ultimate level of spiritual and divine books, opening up chaos, mediating creation, and electric snake chaos.
He rushed towards him, but he couldn't get even one foot in front of Liang Tao no matter what.
The power of the electric snake was exhausted, the Demon King Horned Snake opened its bloody mouth, and the poisonous fire came fiercely, but it still could not shake the Star Dou Talisman.
"The merits of creation must be broken by the merits of creation." Liang Tao looked at the mediocre performance of his younger generation as if he were an elder. He shook his head and fluttered his sleeves. His pure energy condensed into a sword, and he penetrated iron and divided gold as if it were nothing.
With one sword strike, thousands of stars shook, and the Demon King Horned Snake was instantly wounded all over his body. Blood spurted out like a spring, and the bottom of the deep cave immediately turned into a pool of blood, filthy.
The horned snake's heavy body fell away from the force, while Wu Luo was still in mid-air. Liang Tao snorted coldly, but did not see any movement. Wu Luo was struck down by an invisible force and fell onto the hard scales. Not much of the muscles, bones and organs in his body were intact.
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"Imagine that in the past so many years, you Fengju ten witches have never been in such a mess, right?" Liang Tao slowly flew down and stepped on Wu Luo's face: "I am indeed curious, if you Fengju ten witches died at the same time, who would
Who will help you attract the souls? Shengsi Valley? Or Yongcui Temple? I’m afraid they may not be happy to see you engaging in such a battle, right?"
"If you want to accomplish something big...how could they understand!" Wu Luo struggled to say.
Liang Tao exerted a little force on his feet, and vaguely heard the sound of broken bones, and said: "A big thing? People like you who rely on ghosts and gods are worse than ordinary village women, and they are already hopeless."
Wu Luo let out an unpleasant laugh: "Hehehe... Liang Tao, do you think that no one in the world knows what you want to do?"
"Oh? What do I want to do? You can tell me?" Liang Tao sneered.
"In the final analysis, you just want to use rituals and rituals to help you achieve the divine way!" Wu Luo scolded: "It's a pity that I couldn't kill Zhao Shu in one fell swoop before!"
"The ghosts and gods are vassals, and you can only see ghosts and gods in your eyes." Liang Tao slowly shook his head.
"Fortunately...it's not too late to kill now." Wu Luo's body gradually became cold.
Liang Tao said: "It's nothing more than sending someone else to Jianjia Pass. Do you think I am the only one in Huaxu Kingdom?"
Wu Luo opened his eyes, and his vitality returned. He was about to raise his hand to grab Liang Tao's ankle, but his limbs were instantly cut off by the sword energy, and his head was crushed by a kick.
"Tricks of the world." Liang Tao did not hide his contempt and slowly flew into the air, shooting out his sword energy and cutting all the corpses in the cave into pieces.
But when Liang Tao saw that the blood at the bottom of the cave did not rise but fell instead, he immediately noticed something unusual and penetrated the bottom of the cave with his sword. The large rock formations could not bear it and collapsed suddenly.
And among the countless rocks and blood, an empty snake egg was placed on a piece of Kunlun Jade Seat.
The demon king, the horned snake, is weak, the gods of the southern land have set up a barrier to isolate the inside and outside, and the ten witches of Fengju are working hard... All the clues are clear to his eyes, and Liang Tao suddenly understands that he has fallen into the opponent's plan.
"It turns out that the body Youzhu came to take possession of was not the demon king, but his son... Okay, very good!" Liang Tao nodded slowly and slashed towards the sky with his sword.
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Zhao Shu felt a little lucky. This time when the altar was opened to perform the ritual, the gods of the southern land no longer disturbed the altar. He immediately summoned a group of officials and soldiers to go deep into the earth's veins, especially Yuan Wujiao, to take the lead to test the cause of the spring.
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But after a moment, Zhao Shu suddenly sensed an inexplicable aura, rushing up along the earth and water veins. Zhao Shu did not dare to be careless, so he immediately recalled his officers and soldiers and asked the soldiers around the altar to prepare.
Before he finished speaking, a fountain suddenly shot up from the well in front of the altar, and the iron pillar used to stabilize the earth's energy system was thrown up high. Zhao Shu hurriedly avoided it and watched the iron pillar fall, just in time to destroy the Dharma table on the altar.
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What followed was a strong and pungent smell of blood, and a large amount of blood spurted out of the well. A huge eel head flew out with the water and fell in front of Zhao Mi. The cinnabar charm on the head was clearly visible.
"Yuan Wujiao?" Zhao Mu was shocked. Since this eel demon was subdued by him, he had obeyed his orders loyally and never acted mischievously. Zhao Mu originally planned to teach it to cultivate into a human form in the future, but he never expected that it would die suddenly here!
Looking at Yuan Wujiao's eyes that had lost their luster, Zhao Shu couldn't help but feel angry. He flicked his Qingxuan pen, pointed at the well and cursed: "Where is the monster, you haven't shown up yet?!"
As soon as the shout ended, a slender blood-red figure emerged from the well. Take a closer look and you will see that it is a big blood-red snake with two wings on its back. The most special thing is that there is a human face above the snake's head, like an opera mask.
Pale and weird.
This big snake was as thick as three people could hug each other. It lowered its head and looked at the people around it with its human face, actually showing a smile.
Everyone present, whether they were cultivators or prisoners and soldiers, felt a chill from head to toe. Zhao Shu immediately understood that the person who came was evil, and took the lead in raising his pen and pointing away, condensing the golden evil...
Whoosh!
A flash of blood flashed, the Qingxuan pen was knocked out for no reason, Zhao Shu's right arm was dislocated and bent, and the whole person flew out spinning, and was hurriedly caught by the soldiers at the rear.
Zhao Shu was suddenly injured. He didn't understand the situation yet, but everyone around him knew that the big blood-red snake must be the enemy. Zhang Liwei shouted loudly: "Line up! Fire arrows!"
The soldiers were already prepared and in high spirits. Hundreds of crossbowmen fired arrows, including the ballistae, at the big blood-red snake.
However, the moment the arrows left the string, they stopped in mid-air. Zhao Shu was shocked and realized something was wrong, and shouted: "Run quickly——"
The arrows turned around and counterattacked, killing hundreds of soldiers instantly.
"hey-hey!"
Zhao Shu heard the big blood-red snake let out two chuckles, and then there was another flash of blood. Thousands of soldiers around him were shattered to pieces by the terrifying force that could not be seen with the naked eye. Their flesh and blood flew everywhere, and they could not stop wailing and screaming.
He Dangguan flew towards Zhao Shu, trying to protect Zhao Shu, but was cut in half by the blood shadow. Zhang Liwei tried to drag Zhao Shu away, but his head was instantly smashed.
"How is it? How does this feel?" The pale human face of the blood-red snake became lifelike, and it made a voice that was difficult to distinguish between male and female, as if it was expecting Zhao Shu's answer.
Zhao Miao was covered in blood, flesh and filth, and fell to his knees in a daze.
At this time, the sound of the piano from behind was like a stormy sea, and Lu Wangji hurriedly used magic to force the big snake back. However, the sound of the piano swept past, but the big snake did not move at all. The blood shadow flashed for no reason, the strings of the piano broke, and Lu Wangji flew out upside down.
It fell into the distance and became silent.
At the same time, Jing Shi silently approached, grabbed Zhao Shu's arm and wanted to take him away, but Xue Ying was faster and struck her back with a heavy blow. Jing Shi was like a kite with its string cut off, crashing several buildings one after another.
House, life or death is uncertain.
"Hmm...smells! It smells so good!" The big blood-red snake's human face made a sniffing gesture, and praised: "Sure enough, this smell is the best! Praise officer, don't you think so?"