I usually always smile no matter what happens, but now I can't laugh at all.
A serious look that I have never seen before.
The tacit understanding between the two people does not need to be explained. When he met Ancestor Jiaolong, he understood Taiyi's meaning by a strange coincidence.
However, the palm that contained true meaning and sinister thunder was easily resolved by this person.
If a monk of the same level had been slapped like this by Tu Shanjun, he would have lost 20 to 30% of his strength, and he might even be seriously injured and unable to escape.
Listen to what the old Dragon King said.
'It only moved a little bit.'
Is this the power of Lord Huashen?
The last time I met the phantom, I had already put a lot of pressure on Tu Shanjun. This time I faced a living Avatar. Although the opponent seemed to be seriously injured, it was not something that ordinary Nascent Soul monks could shake.
In particular, Taiyi was still in the early stage of Yuanying, and his magic power was simply not enough to support a stalemate with such a monk. If Taiyi's cultivation was in the late stage of Yuanying, Tu Shanjun would not think it would be as difficult as it is now.
This time, the difference is a complete realm.
The more you practice, the greater the gap between realms. There is a world of difference between the Soul Transformation and the Nascent Soul. When your cultivation level is low, it is difficult to fight across levels.
"But it was my junior brother who took action first."
"Besides, I'm not a ghost, my junior brother is the ghost. If the ghost is really obsessed with it, it should be me."
Taiyi chuckled lightly, as if he didn't see the furious venerable, and even ignored the terrifying inspiration rushing towards his face. Standing not far away, the protective aura appeared black and red, and the sharp sword in front of him
Standing tall and motionless.
"Now that we have taken action, we have no way out."
"If he doesn't die, I won't be able to sleep or eat well."
Taiyi's eyes with some light focused on the Venerable.
He didn't want to take action against the Venerable, but this was the way the world was.
Naturally, everyone was happy that the ancestor of the Jiaolong clan died in the hands of Venerable Burning Sky, and he would not take the risk. However, the ancestor of the Jiaolong clan had a hard life and he did not die.
He is not dead, but many people will die.
Taiyi Sect's territory has already been stated to be affected.
This is also the reason why Taiyi insists on entering the ruins even though he has the soul flag to rely on and the protection of Tu Shanjun, an invincible main soul at the same level.
In fact, Taiyi was already ready to take action the moment he knew that the ancestor of the Dragon Clan would take action.
Nothing can wait for God’s will.
There is no such thing as just right.
"Okay!" Tu Shanjun groaned in a low voice.
"What's good?"
"Fortunately, we can kill him with our own hands."
The whites of his eyes have turned scarlet red, his eyes are completely black, and the anger mixed with murderous intent seems to be condensing into substance.
The reason why Tu Shanjun was so solemn was because he wanted to fight against the Venerable. It was not because he was questioning Taiyi's decision. He had already seen clearly that once the ancestor of the Jiaolong clan got out alive, the Taiyi Sect would definitely be in disaster.
Then kill the ancestor of the Dragon Clan right here!
The old cultivator Duanjiao sneered and looked at Taiyi again, the anger in his eyes seemed to be breaking through: "In the early stage of Nascent Soul, you lied about being an enemy of me, and even dared to take action. You are indeed a person."
“I haven’t seen such a talented rising star in many years.”
"I can't let you live."
"You are alive, which is a great threat to my children and grandchildren." The old repairman wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Originally, he was still thinking about how far he should go/
Seeing Taiyi take action, he realized that no matter how much he achieved, it would never be enough. There would always be ambitious monks.
Then it is even more necessary to wipe out the six regions of the East China Sea, and even beat all the surrounding forces one by one, kill those who can be killed, and destroy those who cannot be killed, so as to prevent them from becoming troubles after his death.
The Huoyun Sect can't do it, and neither can the Taiyi Sect.
However, there was still some fear in the eyes of the old cultivator. Taiyi Zhenjun's attacks were very fast, but they were not enough to pose a threat. Only the palm that was faster than the heavy sword brought him an unspeakable danger.
He raised his palm and looked down, and saw that there was still a trace of Yin evil energy surrounding him, and there was also an extremely Yin sharpness, as well as an unknown true meaning that remained, eroding the little vitality he had left.
"Use whatever means you have, and the villain who hides his head and tail will also show up."
"Otherwise, when I leave, your sect will be destroyed."
Taiyi suddenly laughed.
This smile is completely different from the previous smile. At that time, it was out of helplessness about the situation, but this time it was out of confidence. If the old cultivator was not afraid of Tu Shanjun's combat power, why would he say this, and had no action for a long time, and the second half of the sentence was just
It's irritating him.
After forming seals with both hands, the Liuhe Prism emerged like a Taoist platform, and then a machine puppet emerged from it. The puppet looked a bit old, with its body hunched over, and the machine body was covered in scars.
The puppet's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the sharp sword standing in front of him. The fire of the internal combustion alchemy furnace bloomed in his chest, and with the sound of "chi", white steam bloomed.
The sword is waving.
wind.
The mist dispersed to the side.
The old cultivator with broken horns still didn't make any movement, watching Taiyi quietly.
His eyes swept across the corridor and the entrance here.
The entrance has been sealed by the collapsed formation, and no one will be able to pass through the formation for the time being. At the end of the corridor is another world, where fighting is still going on, and the Nascent Soul monks from the Fire Cloud Sect have gone to support.
The old cultivator's condition was not good. Even though it was easy to resolve the remaining aura in his palm, in fact some traces of black and red char were still left. It took time for the elixir to work, and it also took time for the mana to recover.
For an old man, this battle is more like a tough battle than fighting against Old Monster He.
Fortunately, we were facing only a new Yuanying who was in the early stage of Yuanying.
"Puppet of Heavenly Secret."
"Made by the disciples of the Eastern Wasteland, Tianji Pavilion?"
This core inner alchemy furnace is not ordinary at first glance, blocking the invasion of his spiritual consciousness. The puppet's eyes and expressions are as agile as a living monk, which is enough to show the name of 'Tianji', but I didn't expect to see it in Xingluo
Celestial puppet.
If he hadn't seen Taiyi take action, he would have thought that Taiyi was from the Eastern Wilderness.
"It's not bad, but it's not it." The old repairman shook his head and said. He was waiting for someone, no, to be precise, it was a hand, a blue-white palm, and the purple-black nails looked very regular.
Tu Shanjun said: "He is looking for me."
"I know."
"But now is not the time for junior brother to take action." Taiyi used his spiritual consciousness to transmit his thoughts. The sound transmission method is too easy to be cracked by others, and there are means to intercept it at the same level, let alone the Venerable God Transformation who is far beyond him.
"You want to try his level?"
"I advise you not to tempt us. We don't have the leverage to put pressure on you. We only have to die."
"If you die, Taiyi Sect will be gone."
Tu Shanjun disagreed. If there were other decisions, he would never dissuade them. But now they were fighting with the Venerable. If they wanted to get any favor from the Venerable, they would have to fight tooth and nail. There was no way to test them.
The Yin Soul Pills he had accumulated were enough to support the reunion of his body. He had sacrificed Tu Shanjun's life as a test to still have room for maneuver. If Taiyi died, there would be no hope.
Taiyi turned a deaf ear and hung the precious mirror high, holding the death knell in his arms. He took off his armor and stomach and put it on the puppet.
"Trust me."
Immediately he said coldly: "Kill!"
The puppet whose body was covered by the spirit treasure armor's stomach jumped from its original height of six feet to a height of ten feet. It looked like a huge iron tower, and the top-quality spiritual stones in the inner alchemy furnace were burning brightly.
The six-square-shaped dog group escapes from the cage.
The old cultivator was probably in his late 70s or 80s. One of the coral horns on his head was sadly broken, and the other one was also crumbling. His hair crown had been thrown away somewhere, and his pale hair that fell down could not cover up his old age.
There are accumulated wrinkles on the face, the skin is as loose and lifeless as old tree bark, and there are some age spots. Only a pair of eyes are bright and abnormal, and the divine light bursts out like a beam of light.
Give a loud shout.
The silver hair is spread wildly.
The body-protecting aura was held up like a chicken, resisting the slashing blow of the sharp sword. No matter how powerful the Zhangxu puppet was, it could not break through the body-protecting aura of the Lord Huashen.
"Cover the sea!"
A punch delivered is like a dragon coming out of the sea to stir up mountains and rivers.
The great river flows with unparalleled force.
It was obviously just an ordinary punch, but the armor and stomach on the puppet's chest dented, showing a skinny fist mark, and the aftermath was like a sharp blade slashing out and scattering a group of dogs.
He whimpered and fell to the ground.
"No matter how many wild dogs there are, they are just wild dogs." The old cultivator punched again, landing on the puppet's chest. The force that penetrated instantly destroyed the inner alchemy furnace, and the entire body collapsed to the ground.
Can't move.
The old Dragon King sneered, stood up and kicked away the puppet that was sitting limply on the ground. He broke the puppet's arm and took the heavy sword. In an instant, he appeared in front of Taiyi.
"die!"
At such a distance, the Venerable didn't even need to use his escape skills. He could already catch up with him with just one step in the air.
The heavy sword is above the head.
Taiyi did not panic and raised up the Tiansha True Spiritual Energy, and responded with the powerful energy of the best spiritual treasure. He wanted to see how much power the ancestor of the Dragon Clan still retained and whether he could tear apart the True Spiritual Energy.
After all, the heavy sword is his spiritual treasure. Even the Venerable cannot erase the mark instantly. At best, he can use it as a dead object. Apart from the weight of the weapon and its sharpness, there is no other magic.
"Stab it."
After a pause of less than three breaths, the Gang Qi tore like a foot of cloth.
"boom."
The pearl above Taiyi's three-flower crown immediately shattered into pieces.
The ancestor of the Dragon Clan was surprised to find that the sword he was wielding was an inch shorter, and the sword's edge struck Taiyi.
"How is this possible?!"
"What kind of treasure is it?"
Ancestor Jiaolong stared at Taiyi's hair crown with an orb exploded on top of his head. He thought it was a simple decoration, but he didn't expect it to be an ancient treasure used to save his life.
"Double."
"Swallowing souls."
"True meaning!"
Peng.
The bluish-white arm reappears.
When the Dragon Ancestor wanted to pull away, his fist had already landed on his chest. At this time, he also saw the owner of the blue-white arm crawling out of a soul flag.
The dragon ancestor who raised his sword suddenly flew backwards.
There was a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"What kind of evil is this?"
"How could my body-protecting true energy be broken silently?!"