The first thousand and twenty-five chapters of benevolence and righteousness
On the second day, Sui Qiu is still working hard. I urge everyone to throw their tickets to Sui Qiu after reading it. Thank you!
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On a deserted island in the Fallen Secret Realm, a monk in the early stage of Dharma was currently hanging in the air. The formation under his feet covered most of the deserted island, and at the same time it was able to surround him who was floating several feet high on the island.
in it.
Ancestor Rongcheng looked gloomy and spread out his spiritual thoughts as much as possible, searching for clues in the void outside the island.
He has been trapped on this island for about two hours. Although he has been unable to detect the hidden Wind Shura, his intuition told Patriarch Rongcheng that the Shura was hiding nearby, waiting for him to step out of the desert.
The moment he formed the island formation, what greeted him was bound to be a thunderous strike.
It's a pity that half of his means are based on formations, but most of the formation equipment he carried were destroyed when the sixth line of defense was broken. He could only set up this simple formation on this desert island.
Otherwise, why would I be in such a mess!
Patriarch Rongcheng reached out and touched the torn skirt of his left arm. There was originally a half-foot-long wound there. Although he had used his own hemostatic technique to seal the wound, a bright red mark was still clearly visible on it.
There was more than one such mark on his body. Behind his right shoulder, there was also a red mark left by the shrinkage of the wound.
These two wounds and the torn skirt made the original image of Patriarch Rongcheng look a little more embarrassed.
Ancestor Rongcheng knew that the longer he delayed, the worse it would be for him, because at this time, the army of Demons was already heading towards the seventh line of defense, and the following Demons were still continuously encircling and suppressing the defeated monks. Once this group
If the hidden Feng Shura waits for reinforcements, he will definitely face a disaster.
However, things tend to be afraid of what comes. Just when Patriarch Rongcheng was worried about the Wind Shura hidden in the void looking for reinforcements, several rays of light suddenly lit up on the horizon, and more than a dozen big demons headed towards the desert island.
Flying in the direction.
A ray of light formed in Patriarch Rongcheng's hand, and a silver chain wrapped around his wrist after the light dissipated.
After the arrival of more than a dozen big demons, they immediately surrounded the desert island. Ancestor Rongcheng suddenly raised his head and looked above his head. The wind Shura who was chasing him before was standing above his head and grinning at him.
Then the whole body turned into a whirlwind and hit the formation shield above the head of Patriarch Rongcheng.
At the same time, the dozen or so big demons each used their companion magic weapons to attack the simple formation set up by Patriarch Rongcheng.
"Damn it!"
Patriarch Rongcheng cursed secretly, and the silver chain in his hand was also thrown out. The front end of the chain was a gem that looked like a snake head, and it collided with the hanging wind pillar.
Ancestor Rongcheng secretly said something bad, and his whole body was hit by a strong force towards the bottom of the deserted island. If there was not a layer of formation shield outside the island that slightly resisted Feng Shura's offensive, he would have suffered a blow from this blow.
It's a huge loss.
Despite this, Feng Shura's blow still prevented him from paying attention to the formation operation on the desert island. If it was only this Feng Shura, it would be fine. After all, he suffered a small loss from the blow just now, but the Feng Shura also temporarily
If it is repulsed, the formation will be safe.
But now there are more than ten big demons around the desert island who have joined forces to attack the formation shield. At the moment when the formation operation has stopped, the formation plate under the feet of Patriarch Rongcheng has cracked seven or eight cracks.
The formation was broken.
Feng Shura whipped up a gust of wind, and in the strong wind came strange howls like ghosts crying and wolf howling, and the dozens of demons around him came to attack Patriarch Rongcheng.
Patriarch Rongcheng sighed secretly: It seems that he is going to die here today!
The chain in his hand seemed to turn into a snake, embedded in the skin and flesh of Patriarch Rongcheng and began to swim. In an instant, it gathered on his chest and formed a vivid silver snake.
Ancestor Rongcheng's eyes suddenly opened, and a streak of blood appeared in his eyes: Since we can't escape, we just have to die together!
Ancestor Rongcheng simply did not dodge attacks from all directions, and waited until the besieging Shura was closest to him.
Seeing that Patriarch Rongcheng was about to be hit by these attacks, the momentum around Patriarch Rongcheng also climbed higher and higher, and even a "chichi" sound came from his chest, but suddenly he heard
There was a burst of dense explosions from behind, and the surrounding demons all exclaimed, taking back all the companion magic weapons that Patriarch Rongcheng called, as if they were in a huge crisis, but they could no longer care about Patriarch Rongcheng.
Already.
Someone help!
Ancestor Rongcheng was shocked and delighted. The momentum around him suddenly dropped, and the "chichi" sound from his chest disappeared. When he looked up, he saw a huge spiritual energy monster roaring into the sky and turning into a ball.
The windy Feng Shura rushed over.
At this time, Patriarch Rongcheng had barely escaped death. He still had no thoughts of perishing together. He suddenly pulled his right hand from his chest, and the silver chain that turned into a silver snake was forcefully pulled out from the flesh of his chest.
Blood splashed, and he ignored the injury. The silver in his hand was refined into a nine-foot-long strange snake, and together with the strange aura dragon in the sky, it attacked Feng Shura.
Cries of killing came from all around, and the roars of fighting came one after another. There was more than one person helping out, and the dozens of demons around were entangled, and they seemed to have the upper hand.
Ancestor Rongcheng quickly glanced around and saw about twenty alchemy monks and more than a dozen demons strangled together. In the sky, a Dharma monk who was about twenty years old was looking at him calmly.
He smiled at himself, and then concentrated on directing the aura monster dragon in mid-air to attack the wind Shura.
Ancestor Rongcheng hurriedly composed himself, the silver chain snake shook its head and tail, and cooperated with the strange dragon to tear open the wind wall in mid-air one after another, and took the opportunity to kill in.
There was a howl in the sky, and a voice suddenly came from Patriarch Rongcheng's ears: "No, fellow Taoist, please withdraw the magic weapon quickly!"
Ancestor Rongcheng was startled, and stretched out his hand in the void. The silver chain immediately flew back, leaving only a silver giant snake still attacking Feng Shura with the strange dragon. However, the power of the silver giant snake suddenly dropped.
Most of it.
puff!
Like a candle that was blown out, the wind in the air suddenly collapsed. The violent fluctuations of spiritual energy caused Patriarch Rongcheng's face to change drastically. In the blink of an eye, the person had already retreated hundreds of feet away with the magical power of space.
The young monk still stood where he was without making the slightest move.
Ancestor Rongcheng's face was extremely anxious. He opened his mouth to warn but it was already too late. He saw that the scattered winds had turned into wind blades all over the sky, shooting randomly in all directions. The area within a radius of more than a hundred feet had turned into a sea of storms.
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I saw that the young monk's face remained unchanged, his hands changed like butterflies in flowers, and then he suddenly kicked his legs with both palms. A huge wave suddenly appeared on the sea outside the desert island. The huge wave rolled up and formed a huge wave in the sky.
The wall of water blocked the stormy sea in front of him, and at the same time protected the monks behind him who were fighting against Mo Luo.
Ancestor Rongcheng was secretly ashamed. The silver chain in his hand shook, and he immediately rushed into the Mo Luo who were fighting with the monks, strangling these Mo Luo who had begun to collapse.
As the storm raged and weakened, the water gun that rolled up in the air began to fall back, stirring up huge waves several feet high on the sea surface, and then rippled far into the distance.
At this time, the dozen or so demons had also been wiped out with the participation of Patriarch Rongcheng. Seeing the young monk fall down, Patriarch Rongcheng hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for the rescue. I'll go to the South China Sea later."
Huayizong is so polite!"
"Huayizong? Could it be Huayizong, which is famous for its formations in the South China Sea? No wonder fellow Taoists are able to lay out such exquisite formations in such a simple way on this deserted island. In the Lower Beihai Zhenling Sect Lu Tianping,
I’ve met Taoist friends!”
The young monk was slightly surprised, then suddenly realized, and at the same time introduced himself to Patriarch Rongcheng.
Ancestor Rongcheng showed a look of surprise on his face and said: "It turns out to be the Sword Immortal of the North Sea Sea. No wonder he was able to force that Blood Shura to self-destruct and escape with the spiritual treasure so easily. I admire him so much!"
The two of them chatted for a moment, and Lu Ping said bluntly: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. If it is convenient for fellow Taoists, please come with us. I think this place is not far from Phantom City. If there are fellow Taoists who can help me, I believe we can go there."
It is easy to break through the siege of Mara and reach the Phantom City."
Patriarch Rongcheng did not expect Lu Ping to be so direct. When he saw that the twenty or so monks following Lu Ping were all looking at him expectantly, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Fellow Taoist, I am too modest. With my strength,
I'm afraid that I will delay my fellow Taoist retreat when the time comes. If you don't give up, I'm willing to go with you!"
Lu Ping was immediately overjoyed. While handing the two jade bottles to Patriarch Rongcheng, he said: "These are some elixirs that I have refined. I see that fellow Taoist is seriously injured and has lost a lot of his true energy. I'm afraid that he will have to wait for the next trip."
It won’t go well either, fellow Taoist, please hurry up and reply!”
When Patriarch Rongcheng opened the jade bottle and smelled it, his eyes suddenly lit up and he praised: "I forgot, fellow Taoist Lu is also a master of alchemy!"
Lu Ping smiled "haha" and said: "With the help of fellow Taoists, I will be more confident about this trip!"
Lu Ping waved towards the sea behind him, and a huge boat came through the waves. Everyone got on the boat. Patriarch Rongcheng saw that there were several unconscious monks in the boat. Moreover, when he surrounded and suppressed the dozen demons before, Rongcheng
The ancestor has also discovered that the cultivation levels of these alchemy monks who came with Lu Ping are uneven, and they are also a mixture of humans and monsters.
Lu Ping saw the doubtful look on Patriarch Rongcheng's face, so he explained: "These are the monks from the human and demon races who have broken down from the sixth line of defense and are gathering together on the next line. This time the demon is coming with a fierce force, and the two races must join forces to fight against it."
The enemy was unable to get out of this predicament. Unfortunately, many monks were already injured and struggled to hold on. After being rescued by me, they fell into a coma from exhaustion."
Patriarch Rongcheng saw that about half of the more than 20 monks on the boat had injuries of varying severity, and even the remaining half were mostly blue-faced. It was obvious that they were all depleted of real energy, and there was no trace of them.
Knowing that Lu Ping's so-called "gathering" and "receiving" are all modest words, I am afraid that these people were all saved by Lu Ping from the hands of Mo Luo.
Ancestor Rongcheng showed a look of admiration on his face and sighed: "My fellow Taoist is kind and righteous, the Beihai Sea Sword Immortal Fruit is truly worthy of its reputation!"